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Jeanmarie3, thank you so much for continuing to beta my story, you are amazing!
I have to say this is one of my favorite chapters. I hope you like it. :-) The rating has also changed to M due to increased friskiness between our two lovebirds. Their encounters will continued to get more heated as this plot evolves.
Chapter Eight - Name Game
"Han?" Leia uttered as she pushed away from their embrace in order to make better eye contact with him. "You're okay that she's a girl, right? I mean …"
"Shhhh, last time I checked, Your Sexiness, the man in the relationship determines the gender of their offspring," Han reasoned.
"Well," Leia started, fiddling nervously with Han's bacta wrap, "Malla, stated that Corellians were similar to the Wookiee culture where male children, especially the first born, were coveted. And well … well since …"
Han stopped her fidgeting and brought her chin up, regaining eye contact with her before answering. "Leia, my ol' man never stayed around long enough to covet me; and, yes historically in a Corellian clan a young male child, especially the first born is an honor, but since meeting you I think any ch-child of ours would be a blessing, g-girl or b-b-b-b-boy," Han choked out, knowing that the likelihood of them conceiving a boy or another girl was slim to none, thanks to his carbonite entombment. No, don't go there Han, you must be strong for Leia.
Leia sensing Han's internal struggle clasped her hands with his, "I know what you are thinking, I've read up on all the carbonite side effects and how they might affect you."
"Ugh, I should have known," Han moaned as he rubbed the back of his neck, a habit Leia had learned to associate with his discomfort during their first year. She grabbed that hand to stop the pattern in order to gain his attention back.
"Han, the study was based on one man. I hope you haven't lost faith in that Solo luck you're always boasting about. I believe with your aim, we'll be able to stock the galaxy with several Organa-Solos if we want to." Her comment earned a lopsided grin from her scoundrel before his demeanor started to sour again. "Besides, if it doesn't happen we'll have a lot of fun trying, and neither of us will need to get a contraceptive injection. Which by the way, I am all for, because you know how much I hate needles since the Death Sta …" Leia trailed off as another cloud of sorrow cast over her beautiful face. Han slowly eased her worry and pain lines away with his thumbs, before giving a self-mocking snicker.
"Aren't we the pair, so perfectly broken due to our heritage and history. I believe together we can overcome our parental legacies, and create a new, strong, and loyal one for Jcubbie. After all, together we can overcome anything, moving past our tainted bloodlines and previous transgressions for the greater good. The Organa-Solo line will have a new and better silver lining due to our love, respect, loyalty, and unrelenting teamwork to keep each other safe and sound," Han avowed as he held Leia closely and maintained eye contact during his revelation.
"Oh Gods," Leia sighed with an erotic lilt as she began to grind against Han. Han noticed her eyes had glazed over with want, and couldn't resist egging her on, silently. He started to sensually caress her body making it hum erotically; however, as his manhood began to come alive, so did a stinging sensation causing him to slightly wince in discomfort when Leia began to administer her own erogenous strokes. This caused her to recoil from her attempts to bring him along with her.
"Leia, Sweetie, I don't think 'Little Han' is quite ready, even though 'Big Han' would love to sink into his beautiful princess," Han grunted out but didn't stop his attentiveness. "You on the other hand … they say that some woman become more sexually sensitive with child. Let's see." Han taunted as he dipped his fingers into Leia's pants then slid two finger into her folds. To his delight he found her wet causing a cocky scoundrel grin to form on his lips, earning him a playful smack and an ornery grin from his love. "Yep, just like I thought …"
"You, son of a Nerfherder," Leia cooed playfully before she threw her head back in ecstasy as Han began to pump his finger in and out of her. "Oh Gods, Han …" Leia trailed off as her climax was nearing quickly due to her overstimulated pregnancy nub and Han's talented hands. Knowing her orgasms could be quite loud, she bit down on his shoulder in an attempt to curb her screams of pleasure; after all, in the back of her mind she didn't want the medical team adding more fuel to the Alliance rumor mill. Her organism came hard, giving Han a needed boost to his battered ego.
As she came down from her high, she mewled softly in contentment; however, when Han slowly withdrew his fingers from her folds, she exhaled in protest and her eyes bolted open. She was met with a satisfying grin as he entwined their legs together. "Wow," Han expressed cheekily earning a famous Leia eye quirk and a pinch to his shoulder. "Hey now," Han protested as he rubbed his shoulder where Leia bit and just pinched him. "Be nice, I just made you cum, but I must say, Sweetheart, you were already quite revved up before my fingers entered you. Would you like to share how long your body's been humming with want and need for this Corellian?"
"Oh shut up you walking erection!" Leia commented playfully, but enjoying the old sexual banter she'd missed for eight months since his entombment. Her demeanor soon turned serious, which affected Han's as well. "If you must know, it was when, you affirmed that you loved us no matter what, and that together we would make sure our destinies were on the right course and not ... just hold me, Han, in your arms. I feel so safe and sound and invincible. Oh Han, besides my bloodline, I fear that once she leaves the womb, I'll be more helpless to protect her. It's not rational and very impractical thinking I know, but 90% of the time, I just want her stay in there so I can easily shelter her from the Dark side and the ugliness of this galaxy. It's crazy I know," Leia sniffled, resting her head under Han's chin.
"Honey, it doesn't sound crazy at all, but I think you'd hate lugging her around when she's the size of a toddler," Han teased to lighten the mood again. His attempt earned him a half chortle and half sigh as Leia snuggled closer to him.
"I guess you're right, but I'd do it, even if my back hurt ten times as much as it does now," Leia replied seriously. Han responded by slowly massaging her back, earning sighs and moans of contentment. "Now, before I fall asleep due to my afterglow, and your current administration to ease my back pain, why don't you share the name you think I've come up with for our girl?"
With tongue in cheek, Han pretended to mull over her request earning himself a ticklish caress down his left side. He quickly grabbed the offending appendage and brought it up to his lips to kiss. "Han, you don't play fair."
"Sweetheart, you think I don't play fair? Here you are, using top secret information to get the best of me," Han deadpanned back. His lips then descended on Leia's neck, nibbling on one of her sweet spots and earning a moan of pleasure from his love.
"Now, who's using top secret information, uncovered during our trip to Bespin?" Leia responded breathlessly as she began to arch her pelvis toward Han's.
"Your Spiciness, be careful the family jewels are still recovering from the carbonite," Han hissed softly as he stopped his administration on Leia's neck and pulled his pelvis away from hers.
"Whoops," Leia breathed sheepishly with desire-hooded eye lids, "but, I'm not saying sorry because you started it."
"I started it, Sweetheart?!" Han bulked playfully.
"Yes, you're the one that won't share your epiphany on our baby girl's name. I want to see how well you think you know me," Leia bantered back.
"Fine … I'm only going to humor you so the family jewels will go unscathed. I plan to ravage you in a few days, your Worshipfulness," Han huffed impishly.
"Dually noted, and I can't wait," Leia mollified on abated breath. "Now, please continue with your name revelation."
"Alright, I will," Han snorted. "Well, like I said earlier, Jcubbie stated that her mother, also known as you, already had a name picked out starting with the letter 'J.' And, it can't be Jaina, after my mother, since I never mentioned it to you."
"Your mother's name was Jaina," Leia whispered, as she silently reveled in another tidbit from Han's past.
Han gave her a playful stink-eye before continuing, "Yesssss, now hush, or I'll stop my tale of uncovering your perfect name for our nipper." Leia initially looked affronted by his admonishment, but eventually snuggled closer to him as she silently agreed to Han's request. "Like I said, I knew it couldn't be Jaina, I'd never told you her name before, and come to think of it, I'm not sure I ever shared it with Chewie either. Therefore, he couldn't have disclosed it to you while I was gone.
"Then, Junior, popped into my head, but then I thought that would be too weird for a girl's name," Han continued brazenly as Leia shook her head in mirth. So, he's going to stretch this out into an actual drawn out tale. Typical scoundrel vying for my full attention and now yours Sweetheart. You'll get use to it, Jcubbie, my little stowaway. Your daddy definitely likes to hold a captivated audience especially when it's made up of his makeshift family. Leia sent silently via their Force connection as she lovingly caressed her extended stomach.
"Well, when I knew that, Junior, wasn't a possibility, Jade popped into my head. Like I deserved being jaded or something," this comment received an iconic 'Princess Leia' stink-eye, "but, Jcubbie told me before I was in the bantha house, so it couldn't possibly be Jade." Leia silently agreed as her nose wrinkled and she shook her head no.
"Then, I thought maybe Jolly or Joy, but then I thought those were just too sweet for an Organa-Solo child. Yes, our daughter will bring us joy, but she'll probably give us a run for all our credits too. After all, with all your stubbornness …," this remark earned Han a good swat on the arm, before he continued. "Hey now, I was going to add … and my orneriness, would definitely earn some raised eyebrows over one of those names."
"Nice save, Flyboy, now continue," Leia ordered lightheartedly.
"Jewel," Han stated sincerely, earning a soft grin from Leia. An all knowing smile spread across his face, like a manka cat swallowing the Corellian canary. However, Leia returned the smile with a devious grin of her own.
"So close yet so far, my Scoundrel," Leia placated with tongue in cheek.
"Oh, that's soooooo not the name you have in your heart, my dear," Han bantered back with his own 'I so got you look.'
"Oh really?" Leia countered back as she fought to keep her heavy eyelids open.
"Yes, even though Jcubbie will be our rare and priceless gem, Jewel is not the name for her," Han stated on a sigh of satisfaction as he allowed a pregnant pause to fill the air.
After a minute or two, Leia's fatigue, patience, and yearning to know if he guessed the name within her heart for their daughter, overtook her renowned Senatorial resilience. She impishly poked him in the sternum to get him to respond to her silent query. Han, however, defiantly took his time, "Well, my dear, there is only one name that would fit the daughter of the 'Face of the Rebellion.' Something that would justify all the sorrow, hard work, dedication, and blood and sweat her parents have given over the past few years against the Galactic Empire."
Again, Han allowed a pregnant pause before whispering, "Justice," with a satisfying grin. A soft smile spread across Leia's sleepy face as she nodded her confirmation. Then both parents shared giggles of glee.
As their snickers died down due to their growing fatigue, Leia muttered impishly before closing her tired eyes. "Just for the record, her initials are J.C., so you'll have to mull over her middle name now, Flyboy; and, hopefully you'll figure it out before I write it down on her birth certificate in a few weeks or humbly ask me for it," she grinned, drifting off in his arms.
To Be Continued ...