Leia released a sigh as Han's lips continued their meandering descent. Moving with languid purpose, he blazed a trail lower, every heated press pulling her deeper into frenzied anticipation.
Taut as a wire, her body trembled at the sensation of his warm breath at the apex of her thighs. She held her breath, and waited.
One heartbeat. Two. Three.
Leia's gaze flickered downwards, meeting darkened eyes alight with a mischievous gleam.
"Don't you dare stop there," she warned.
Han's grin flashed in the dim light. "S'posed to say 'please'."
One heartbeat. Two. Three. Four.
Leia growled.
Han laughed. "Close enough."