a/n: This will be a series of vignettes surrounding moments behind the closed door of Han and Leia's bedroom. Sequences range from lazy mornings to raunchy pillow fights and every happy and sad moment in between.

Standard disclaimers apply.

Clandestine Moments--------

I. Under the Covers

Behind the closed door the steady beeping of a preset alarm woke one of the sleeping occupants of the bed from pleasant dreams. It was a morning not worth leaving bed Leia decided as the rays of light began to stream through the blinds and into the once-darkened bedroom. A lazy hand reached over and slapped the offending device from the table where it fell silent and broken on the floor.

She turned onto her stomach and pulled the heavy comforter over her head, willing the clock to turn back its hours and let her be still.

"Is that standard behavior for a member of the New Republic council?"

"Shut up, nerf herder."

Han chuckled and threw an arm over Leia's back, pulling her closer to his body. She nuzzled her nose into the crook of his neck, inhaling the musky scent of his skin.

"You smell like the Falcon," she murmured. "And the lower city cantina. You've been gambling again."

"Hey sweetheart, credits come and go but that alarm clock is never going to sound off the light of day again."

"Don't' worry, I'll have Threepio give the wake up call until I can find a replacement," she said in a drowsy voice.

"If that tin can comes in here he'll be going down to the trash compactor with that broken clock on the floor."

"Threepio isn't all that bad," she defended.

"That's what you think."

Leia chuckled and snuggled in closer, enjoying the intimate moment buried underneath the blankets and away from the sunlight with her lover. It was a private oasis within Imperial City that no one else knew about. Their makeshift haven away from the chaos of everyday life.

"We need to get up," she groaned, "or we'll be late."

Han held tight onto her body as she tried to sit up and disrupt the good start to their morning. He tugged her back down into a more relaxed position that suited his need for a pillow and her need for the close contact that she always craved from him.

"They can wait five more minutes," he yawned while settling back down.

"Alright," she agreed absent mindedly as she became more tempted with the idea of closing her eyes for just a few more minutes…

A few minutes turned into ten.

That ten turned into twenty.

That twenty turned into three hours.

"Han!" Leia screeched as her eyes snapped open. Still in bed, the morning had passed by unnoticed due to her husband's persuasive manner of speaking and touching. Cursing her carelessness, Leia threw the covers off of her head and began to step out of bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" Han asked with a hand around her wrist.

"I'm getting dressed," she replied, trying to pull away from his grip. "There's no doubt in my mind that I've already missed this morning's meeting on diplomacy ethics with the-"

"Leia, shut up."

Startled at his frankness, she turned to face his smug grin.

"Get back over here," he commanded.

"Han-"

"Now."

Leia put her feet back in the bed and allowed herself to be pulled into the middle and against Han's chest.

"You aren't going to work today," he said matter-of-factly. "I'm not going to work either."

"But-"

"Do you know what today is?"

"Aside from a very busy and potentially wasted day?"

"It's my birthday," he replied.

"Oh god, I can't believe I forgot," she cursed. "Happy birthday."

He accepted a lengthy birthday kiss in repentance.

"To glorify this wretched occasion I've taken the next two days off and so have you. It's already been cleared, so don't get twisted up. Your work will be there when you get back. You're on my time now."

"And what do you propose we do on your time?" she grinned mischievously.

"Celebrate."

a/n: Yeah yeah, I know. I cut out all the fun. What can I say, vignettes just aren't the place for 'hanky panky'. Hahahaha I love that phrase. More tales from the unknown to come soon.

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