(submitted by Zyra. And stop tilting your head. There is no more of that picture above)
“I think this was one of my better ideas,” Leia said as she smirked at her husband, Han.
“Yeah, yeah. Let’s get this over with so I can have my fun,” Han replied as he adjusted his seating position on the pool deck.
The married couple was celebrating their third anniversary at an exclusive resort. Each seaside suite had its own private pool overlooking the ocean, and two days in they had spent more than their fair share of time floating in the warm water, enjoying each other or simply the sun.
The privacy offered allowed their pool area to be clothing optional, which had been a huge selling point in choosing that particular resort. The beach offered no such privacy, and while it was not required that proper attire be worn, Han and Leia had decided to continue to honor their tradition of exposing themselves only to each other.
Leia traveled with a two-piece swimsuit that she knew Han loved. Han hadn’t been anywhere that required a swimsuit in so long that he couldn’t even remember if he had one anymore, so he had opted to get a new one once they arrived at their destination.
What he did not anticipate was being left with very few choices. The resort gift shop seemed to only carry items for guests whose waist lines were at least twice the size around as Han's. Except for one suit. Now, Han was accustomed to wearing simple shorts that came about halfway down his thighs, but instead he was left with a plain back pair of skimpy swim briefs. He supposed he should be grateful that they weren't also some awful floral pattern.
Leia found the whole thing quite amusing, and frankly he didn’t have much issue with wearing them in front of her. Really he hadn’t spent much time wearing them anyway. But she had requested that they go for a walk down to the ocean, which meant that he was going to have to wear them, and she couldn’t help but notice more than one female admirer as he had walked by as the suit clung to all parts of his body and left little to the imagination. Han seemed only to notice the men who were similarly ogling his wife in her swimsuit. The pair hadn't released each other's hands just to make sure nobody got any ideas.
Once they returned to the privacy of their pool deck, Han had requested to take a holo of Leia in her bikini before they inevitably ditched the swimsuits again.
“Absolutely,” she had replied. “As long as I can get one of you in yours.”
His frown was still visible under the scruff of his beard. He had opted to forgo shaving on this particular excursion. She preferred his clean-shaven face, but she had to admit that this was a nice change of pace.
He agreed and then moved to sit on the deck, crossing his legs in front of him. “How many credits do you think we can get for these holos of the famous general in such a skimpy outfit?”
Han looked up, confused as she popped off the first holo. A smirk crossed his lips as he finally absorbed her words. “How many credits do you think we’d get for a holo of the gorgeous Princess Leia without her top on?”
She shook her head at him. “That wasn’t part of the deal.”
Slowly, he stretched out his legs and started to stand up and she immediately knew she was in trouble. “I don’t really care,” he said just before lunging after her and she barely dodged his initial attempt at grabbing her arm.
He chased her around the pool, both of them laughing and Leia wondering just how hard he was actually trying to catch her. Finally, out of breath, he was able to get both arms around her, pulling her side against his chest and hoisting her up in the air while she screamed in mock-terror, kicking her legs in an attempt to get free.
“I’ve got you now, Princess,” he said into her ear, his beard tickling the side of her face.
“What are you going to do to me?”
“This,” he said before jumping into the pool, still holding her close.
The cool water was a welcome relief from the heat of the sun, and the couple surfaced, still laughing as Han pulled her close. His fingers moved against her back as he slowly untied the top portion of her suit, tossing it aside. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her chest against his.
“Did I mention I love the way you look in this suit?”
“You love the way I look in anything, sweetheart,” Han replied.
She leaned in to kiss him gently, only for a few moments before pulling away. “I also love the way you look without anything,” she said as she slid her fingers down his sides, hooking them into the suit and starting to slide it down his hips.
Han’s eyes rolled back in his head and Leia leaned in to nibble at his earlobe. “Happy anniversary, baby.”
Han couldn’t have agreed more.