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“You’re so warm;” I murmur softly, leaning in to kiss her as my fingers circle her nipple.

“Warm?” I ask through a haze of lust, barely able to think straight.

“Hot,” I correct, before taking her into my mouth.

“God, Han…” I manage, but barely, my fingernails digging into his scalp. “Feels amazing.”

“You’re already calling me a god and I haven’t gotten into your panties yet? Impressive,” I tease, alternating between her breasts.

“You’re ridiculous,” I say with a huff of a laugh. I don’t bother to explain that no one has ever bothered with my pleasure before.

"And yet here I am," I say, sliding my hand into her underwear testingly, teasingly.

“Did you ever - oh…” my voice drifts off as I lose all focus with his hands on me. I fight to keep up the banter, though I’m fairly certain it won’t last very long. “Did you ever think you’d have a princess in your bunk?”

"I never thought I'd have a princess in my eye-line," I say, slipping a testing finger inside her and, oh, she's wet. I just about come from that revelation alone but I manage to resist.

I can’t do anything besides gasp, arching up into him and forcing his finger in deeper with the action. I clutch at his shoulders almost desperately, wanting him more than anything.

I want to be inside her, of course, but first I want to see her come. So I alternate my fingers inside her and against her clit.

“Please,” I bet, though I’m not even sure what I’m asking for, so overwhelmed that I’m almost in tears.

I stop with the teasing and then stroke her until she comes.

I can’t help but cry out his name, forgetting entirely about poor Chewbacca as I try not to black out, most certainly scratching up Han’s back.

She scratches me, and it feels so fucking good, and I have to be inside of her immediately.

I can feel him start to get a little frantic, and so I reach for his belt buckle and pull it free before unfastening his pants and pushing them off his hips.

I confirm she’s ready with a nod, and then I’m inside her, and it’s everything I wanted and more.

I try to remember how to breathe as he pushes inside me, trying to focus on the present, on Han and not anything or anyone else. I’m not used to any of this feeling good, but it feels so good, and I take a second to memorize him.

“Are you okay?” I exhale, holding back any movement until I’ve gotten her consent.

“Yes! Yeah, I’m - “ I exhale, trying to think of words. “I’m so much better than okay.”

“Good,” I murmur with a kiss before starting my motions, thrusting upwards.

“Mmm,” I murmur softly, following his lips for another kiss as I tentatively grab hold of his hips. “Feels good, baby…”

“You feel amazing,” I tell her, continuing the motions. “Like - fuck - you were made for me.”

“You…yeah?” I manage, finding that to be more romantic than I expected when I decided to, well, be fucked by someone other than my husband.

“Mmhmm,” I moan, kissing her deeply as I reach a steady pace.