"I should have known you'd be like this," Han panted against the heated skin of Leia's throat.
"Like what?"
She rose above him, firmly astride his hips, her dark eyes flashing.
She reached up to gather her hair atop her head, and grinned down at his expression. "What am I like?"
Stunning.
Amazing.
Incredible.
Fucking magnificent.
"Bossy."
She rolled her eyes, and then slowly, deliberately rolled her hips against him again. The heat between their bodies fused them together.
Han's eyes rolled, too, right back in his head. He groaned.
Leia smirked.
"I don't know any other way to be."