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[haveyourmoments]

Every day I wake up in my palatial bed with a renewed sense of regret, wishing that there had been any other way to save Alderaan other than agreeing to marry Isolder, my now husband, the Prince of Hapan. There’s nothing wrong with him, exactly, he’s polite and proper and beautiful, of course, with his long blonde hair and blue-gray eyes. He’s kind, and patient with me and never fails to forgive my temper, but somehow that oboe makes it worse, makes me feel like an unruly child instead of his wife, his equal.

He tells me that he’s selected a new pilot for my flagship, that this stranger will be my bodyguard as well due to the ongoing threats in my life and I do my best not to sulk, knowing I’m capable of taking care of myself, but instead nodding and accepting his unassuming kiss on my cheek.

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[haveyourmoments]

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.

[going_solo]

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

[haveyourmoments]

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.

[going_solo]

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

[haveyourmoments]

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.

[going_solo]

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

[haveyourmoments]

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

[going_solo]

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

[haveyourmoments]

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

[going_solo]

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

[haveyourmoments]

“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.

[going_solo]

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

[haveyourmoments]

I nip at his lip gently, playfully, exploring the boundaries with him. I shift my hands a little higher so that I can adjust my position, wrapping my legs around his waist and letting him drive even deeper.

[going_solo]

She’s so tight and so good and god, this must be what heaven’s like. I drive into her until the pleasure is too much, and then I spill inside of her.

[haveyourmoments]

I smile faintly, exhausted, but in no way upset, and I stroke up and down his sweaty back as he tries to catch his breath. “Good?”

[going_solo]

"The best," I say by way of response, kissing her messily.

[haveyourmoments]

I giggle softly at the messiness of his affection, stroking his wild hair fondly. “I could get used to this.”

[going_solo]

"As you wish, princess," I say, kissing her sweetly.

[haveyourmoments]

I roll my eyes gently, but I kiss back anyway, content. “That really was amazing, Han.”

[going_solo]

“You really are amazing, Leia,” I tell her.

[haveyourmoments]

“Princess,” I correct playfully, scooting closer and pressing my nose against his.

[going_solo]

“God, I’m obsessed with you,” I say, nuzzling her back.

[haveyourmoments]

“Oh yeah?” I ask, crinkling my nose playfully as I press closer to him, loving how protected his size makes me feel.

[going_solo]

"And I am seldom obsessed with anything but myself and my ship, Princess," I tell her.

[haveyourmoments]

“I mean, with such an…illustrious heap of scrap metal,” I start, gesturing at the walls of said ship, “how could you not be?”