This one is untitled and was submitted by KDSolo in response to the conversation about too much vanilla sex for Han and Leia. Definite adult content ahead. You've been warned.
It had been almost 2 weeks since Leia had seen her husband. His mission to the outer rim was finally over. She hurried through what Han called her “pre-lovin’ beauty regimen” as she applied light make-up and a delicate dot of perfume between her lightly heaving breasts. Her lingerie was dark purple, a color Han liked and the lingerie was made for easy access and removal. She could feel her heart beat loudly in her chest as if this was their first time all over again. Biting her lower lip in nervous anticipation, she checked her appearance in the mirror one last time. She knew Han would approve.
She left her chair and entered their candle-lit bedroom, finding it somewhat difficult to maintain her usual grace. She stopped short of getting onto the bed and stared dumbfounded at her now sleeping mate. Crinkling her brow, she considered letting him sleep. She was irritated but she knew he was tired and she wouldn’t fault him his need for sleep. But damn it, she wanted him…now.
She walked to the end of the bed and gripped his feet gently but firmly, massaging the tops then the balls of his feet. She started by placing feather-light kisses on his feet and moved slowly up the length of his legs increasing the pressure of the kisses as she moved. She could hear Han’s breath catch in his throat as she reached the inner portion of his thighs, kissing, licking, sucking, and biting his sensitive flesh. She could taste the saltiness of his skin and the complete masculine taste of him.
“Leia,” he moaned her name as his fingers erotically entwined in her silky chestnut curls, pulling her hair just enough to cause the slightest hint tension, pulling her closer to his growing erection.
She brushed her nose and lips close to his perineum and scrotum, letting her hot breath wash over him. He shivered under her ministrations and moaned her name aloud, stroking her hair with both hands. She ran her tongue slowly over him, enjoying the pleasure she was giving him. A rush of warm fluid ran from between her folds at the thought of taking him in her mouth.
Firmly she gripped his erect penis and ran her tongue around the head, enjoying the silky texture and the sticky wetness that her touch produced. With the skill of a well-practiced lover, she took him fully into her mouth and began to pleasure him.
“Oh gods, Leia”, Han was withering beneath her. His hands had left her hair and were grasping at the sheets. “I’m about to come.”
Leia stopped long enough to look up at his flushed face and smiled seductively, “Come then, I love you”.
With that, she amorously returned to her ministrations, stroking him firmly below his scrotum. She could feel his release building until finally his seed spilled into the back of her throat. She swallowed quickly until everything was gone. She kissed him gently on the tip of his manhood then started working her way up his chest. She stopping to circle and suckle his nipples and nip his neck. She didn’t stop until she had her center above his face.
“Mmmm, something smells good,” Han mused grabbing her thighs and positioning her comfortably above him.
“I sure did miss you, flyboy”