Disclaimer: Just a heads up that this chapter contains sexual situations and language. I will give you my normal fair warning that if this isn't your thing, feel free to jump ahead in the story.

Leia hadn't slept well in the nights since Han had left. His absence from besides her in bed had made her toss and turn, unable to fall asleep for hours. She rose the in morning tired and annoyed that she couldn't get any rest without him. She had taken to working on the reports Mon had instructed her to not worry about, mostly out of sheer boredom. She didn't mind the work, it was a good way to keep her busy, pouring over the numbers for hours kept her mind from wandering.

Leia hadn't bothered to get dressed for the day. In Han's absence, she had taken to sleeping in his over sized shirts. The pale fabric loose around her body, the hemline hung over her thighs, almost reaching to her knees. She felt secure in it, like she still had part of him with her. She made her way to the holo chess table, a fresh mug of caf in her hands. The table had become somewhat of a makeshift office for her, the tabletop now covered in papers and various odds and ends from her work. She nudged a stack of papers out of her way to make room for her to set down her mug. She slid into a chair and turned on her data pad, staring blankly at the screen. She began tapping at the screen, adding figures together in an attempt to organize the data.

A few hours had past, what was left of her caf had gone cold as the mug now sat unattended on the table. Leia sighed as she tapped her data pad once more. She had developed a slight headache, her temples ached as she stared at a column of numbers, trying to find a solution to a deficit of credits because of pilot's fuel usage. The faint noise of foot steps on the Falcon's ramp interrupted her thoughts. There's no way anyone could be coming up the ramp right now she thought as she shook her head, dismissing the idea. The noise continued, growing louder. She contemplated dashing to the bunk to grab her blaster, her idea interrupted as Han appeared in the doorway.

"Han! What are you doing back?" she asked excitedly as she jumped from her chair and into his arms.

He kissed her deeply, his arms wrapping around her waist, lifting her off of her feet for a moment as their tongues met. He set her down, breaking from the kiss and taking a long look at her. She's wearing my shirt and she looks damn sexy in it he thought to himself.

"I missed you my princess. Luke is with the ship, they are unloading cargo right now but then we are headed out again. I've only got an hour or so…"

His words were cut short as Leia jumped into his arms again, catching him by surprise. Her bare legs wrapped around his waist as he quickly placed his arms under the back of her thighs to hold on to her. She began to kiss him, deep with passion. She pulled on his bottom lip gently with her teeth, her brown eyes meeting his.

"Only an hour you said?" she giggled. She playfully kissed his neck, nipping at it gently before returning to his lips, kissing him deeply again. She couldn't contain her excitement of the fact he had surprised her.

"Does Luke know you are gone?" she asked, her voice breathless.

"I told him I just need to run back here for a minute" he replied.

"That doesn't give us much time". She pulled firmly on Han's shirt collar. "Come here you scoundrel" she demanded. Her lips met his. She was barely able to contain herself. She wanted him. He returned her kisses with a fevered intensity.

She could feel him take a step towards the holo chess table, her body still in his arms. He paused their kiss for moment and looked over her shoulder at the mess on the table.

"Is any of this important?" he asked, his breath rising and falling quickly. He wanted her, every second passing his need for her grew.

"Not really" Leia lied. She didn't care about the papers at the moment. All she wanted was her Corellian, Alliance budget be damned.

With a single motion, Han let an arm go from Leia, his other still holding on to her as she sucked his earlobe playfully. He knocked the papers clear from the table. The sheets of numbers fluttered to the floor. Her lips returned to his and began to kiss him again as he laid her onto the table top. Her chest rose and fell quickly as she felt his hands slide up against the outside of her thighs, pushing the fabric of the shirt towards her waist. He felt his lips leave hers as he kneeled in front of her, pushing her legs apart and immediately running his tongue across her folds. She let out a moan as he swirled his tongue against her, her hips arching off the table. She intertwined her fingers thru his hair, tugging at it as he ate her out furiously. She felt weak with pleasure, barely able to think straight at the moment. Her stomach burned as he continued against her. She was unable to breath, her legs shivered as she arched her back and let go.

"Ah gods, Han…." she managed to utter as her body exploded, her fingers still clinging to Han's hair. She loosen her grip on him, her head spinning as he pulled away from her.

Han stood back up for a moment to undo his blaster belt, tossing it aside to a chair and unbuttoned his pants. He leaned above Leia, still attempting to catch her breath. His hands wrapped around her hips and in a single effortless pull slid her body across the tabletop towards him. He leaned towards her and kissed her as she felt him press against her. He easily slid into her as he steadied himself, his fingers holding her hips as he slowly worked in and out of her. She let out a moan as his body began picking up speed, she could feel her back sliding against the table with each thrust, her hands against the table top trying to hold herself steady. She reached up and wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck as he thrust deeper into her, pulling him closer to her. She stole a quick kiss from his lips, her deep brown eyes meeting his.

"Don't you ever stop, flyboy" she demanded to him.

"Just like that?" he asked, thrusting into her particularity hard. He could feel her fingertips dig slightly into the back of his neck, her body tightening around him.

"Mmhmm. Fuck me hard just like that" she ordered to him.

"Gods, I love when you say things like that". He had been trying to pace himself but her demands made it almost impossible for him to hold back any longer. There was something about her voice, the way it became this sultry sexy tone drove him crazy. He pounded into her as hard as he possibly could, her loud moans only turning him on more.

"Leia, I'm going to…" his words unfinished as he felt her tighten around him, her orgasm meeting his. His breath was heavy as he looked at her, her brown eyes glassy as she exhaled. Her hair fell around her and spread out across the table, his shirt had pushed up around her body. He leaned in close her to kiss her gently before pulling himself off of her. He stood for a second, re-buckling his pants. He extended his hand to her, her fingers intertwining in his as he pulled her up off the table. Leia sat at the edge of the table, her legs dangling off the edge. She reached for the hemline of her shirt and pulled it down over her, smoothing the fabric against the tops of her thighs. Han looked around the lounge.

"Sorry about the mess" he chuckled.

Sheets of paper had fallen all over the chairs and floor as if they were confetti. Leia looked over her shoulder and smiled at the sight of it all.

"I'm pretty sure Mon would kill me if she saw her reports like this" she laughed as she turned back towards Han.

Han smiled at her as he leaned towards her and kissed her forehead.

"I need to take a quick shower and get back to Luke. I'm sorry, sweetheart, I wish I could stay longer" he stated, his hazel eyes hinted at his sadness. All he wanted to do at the moment was hold her close in his arms and kiss her, never letting her go.

Leia nodded as she hopped off the edge of the table, her bare feet softly landing on the metal floor. She understood that he couldn't stay, another supply run was crucial to the Alliance, as well as to Han's credit supply at the moment. Han took a step closer to her and wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her tightly against him before letting go. He disappeared down the hallway to the refresher.

Leia bent down and began picking up pieces of paper from the floor as she heard the shower water switch on, a sadness coming over her knowing that in a few minutes he would be gone again and she would be left alone with nothing else besides the reports to occupy her time.

She placed the last of the fallen papers back onto the table as Han entered back into the lounge. He pulled his shirt over his head and ran his fingers thru his damp hair. He embraced Leia in a tight hug as she nuzzled her chin into his chest. She took a deep breath, his familiar scent of dirt and musk mixed with the clean scent of soap. He loosened his embrace on her and placed his hand on her chin, tilting her face up towards his. She looked up at him, his hazel eyes looking deep into hers.

"I don't want to have to leave again" he said, his voice heavy with disappointment.

"I don't want you to go either but you have to" She reached up on her tiptoes and kissed him.

"I love you my princess. I'll be back in a few days". He pulled her close for one last moment.

"I love you too" she whispered as his arms let her go of her body.

Han turned to make his way down the ramp. He was never good at saying goodbyes. He knew if he lingered any longer, he might have never let her go, choosing to keep her in his arms as long as he possibly could. Leia leaned up against the doorway to the Falcon's ramp and watched him walk away, the sound of his boot steps against the metal grating fading into the distance. She let out a long sigh I always hate watching you leave she thought to herself as she turned back inside of the Falcon.