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I’m on Coruscant for the farce that is the Imperial Senate, knowing how precarious my position is as I work secretly with the Rebellion. I’m told that there is a new prisoner, thrown in jail without a trial for treason and dissent, and I can’t help but want to see him with my own eyes. To see if he’s truly figured out the evils of the Empire.

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“Yeah,” I agree, arching into his touch. “Don’t stop.”

“Lower?” I ask, not wanting to assume.

“Mmm, yes,” I say, entirely relaxed as I trace my fingers down his back.

I peel back her clothes, including her underwear, and plant a kiss on each of her hips.

I look up at him trustingly, a little nervous but ultimately sure of him, and pull him to me for another kiss.

I smile against her mouth before dipping lower, and sliding just a pinky finger barely inside her.

I gasp softly, my hips bucking out of my control in surprise as I try to adjust to the feeling.

“Tell me if you need me to stop,” I murmur, kissing her skin before I slip in a second finger.

“I will,” I manage, mostly breathless as I try to relax. “I’m good right now…”

“Yeah?” I ask, looking up at her.

“Yeah, just, keep going?” I say, exhaling as I look up at him with big eyes.

I nod, relieved she’s comfortable, before returning to the motions of my fingers and then my mouth.

“Oh, Han…” I manage, breathless and almost completely overwhelmed. “That’s…oh…”

“All for you, baby,” I murmur against her skin before continuing my motions.

It doesn’t take much longer with his mouth on me before I find myself moaning louder than ever, my hands fisted in my sheets as I come.

She comes and it’s incredible, nearly pushing me over the edge completely, though I manage to pull myself together, leaning up to kiss her cheek.

I reach up and tangle my fingers in his scruffy hair with my shaking hand, pulling him to me for a proper kiss. I definitely can’t find the energy to speak just her, so a kiss will have to do.

I kiss her over and over, and then reach down between my legs and stroke myself, and then guide her hand to rest on me.

I bite my lip as I look down from his eyes to our hands, stroking him as he guides me, trying to learn what he likes. Eventually I meet his eyes again. “Do you want to - to be inside me?”

“I do,” I say, and my words are shaking. “More than anything. But only if you do.”

“I want you,” I tell him, and my voice is shaking, too. “I’m sure.”

I kiss her, then, before undressing myself from the waist down and reaching for protection.

I roll on the condom with his help and stroke him a little bit more, waiting for him to lead me.

“It might hurt a little,” I warn softly, positioning myself at her entrance.

“I know,” I say, reaching up to stroke his cheek, “it’s okay. I trust you.”