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She was surprised to find her core had heated at his pointed look, the small swirl in her abdomen melting into a pool of warmth. Leia tilted her head, letting her curtain of hair fall to one side. She swiped her leg open, gesturing to the empty half of the bed, letting the peak of his boxer shorts that clad her bottom half show through. Her invitation was clear, made clearer by the roguish look in her eye, a daring challenge.
“Sweetheart, I —” he paused, and she watched his throat bob as he swallowed, self restraint evident. “’m real wound up right now ‘nd I dunno if it’s a good idea…”
His voice trailed off as Leia crawled out from the bunk, his t-shirt falling below her hips, her own measly stack of clothing in the hamper waiting on the auto-valet. Han blinked, watching her slink up to him, a small, wry smile on her face.
Surely this was some sort of stress induced hallucination. He’d been up for nearly twenty hours trying to fix this heaping metal wasteland, surely this just had to be his overextended brain manufacturing a dream —
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Early on the flight to Bespin — where Leia asks Han not to hold back. Days 6 & 7 of HLAW 2025