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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]

“Not for much longer if Chewie has his way,” I joke, thinking about how much he tries to feed me. He’s adorably loopy, and I can’t help but lean down to kiss him.

[going_solo]

It’s a messy, tired kiss but a good one, because everything about Leia is good.

[haveyourmoments]

“Making me do alllll the work,” I tease sweetly, starting to kiss down his neck, pushing his shirt aside to nip gently at his collarbone.

[going_solo]

“Hey! I’m kissing you plenty,” I say, looking down and watching her.

[haveyourmoments]

“Whatever you say, scoundrel,” I laugh, moving back up to kiss him again. “I love you…”

[going_solo]

“I love you to the moons and back,” I say, kissing her tenderly, as best as I can.

[haveyourmoments]

“I know,” I tell him, touching his temple sweetly. “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

[going_solo]

“Better than Chewbacca?” I ask wryly, and then laugh. “Sorry, I know I said I wouldn’t talk about him when we’re almost naked.”

[haveyourmoments]

“Definitely not,” I say, crinkling my nose. “I have all the hair we need.”

[going_solo]

“You have beautiful hair,” I say, reaching up to stroke it before I wince in pain. Wrong arm.

[haveyourmoments]

I blush, softly catching his bad arm and gently placing it back by his side. I reach for his other hand, then, carefully placing it on my waist with a fond smile.

[going_solo]

I stroke her waist with my thumb, closing my eyes as I relish the feeling.

[haveyourmoments]

I guide his hand higher, just underneath my breast, letting him feel his way , enjoying his touch.

[going_solo]

I deftly swipe my hand over her breast, moaning softly at its warmth.

[haveyourmoments]

I sigh contently, tucking my face into his neck as he touches me, my frayed nerves always soothed by his tenderness.

[going_solo]

"You're so beautiful," I murmur, sleepy but awake enough to appreciate what's happening.

[haveyourmoments]

“So are you,” I murmur, my eyelashes fluttering against his skin. “Get some rest, baby, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

[going_solo]

“Stay with me,” I say, even though she’s already said she will.

[haveyourmoments]

“I’m right here,” I murmur softly, shifting only enough to make sure I’m far enough away from his injured arm. “I’m never leaving.”

[going_solo]

It’s not just the pain, it’s how good the drugs that are meant to tame it feel. I find myself asking Leia again and again for just one note fix, that it will be the last one.

[haveyourmoments]

“Han, we don’t have any more,” I tell him, a white lie. We do have more, but not much, and I know we’ll have to land for a refill, and I absolutely cannot handle the idea of being that vulnerable.

[going_solo]

“Please, I need it,” I say, though the lines of want and need have been blurred.

[haveyourmoments]

“We’re out, sweetheart,” I say, pleading with him. “Please, I’ll give you anything else.”

[going_solo]

I turn away from her, hugging myself as best I can with my healing arm.

[haveyourmoments]

“Han,” I say softly, starting to reach for him and stopping myself before I do. I miss him, even though he’s right there.