Pre-ESB
After a mission, Han and Leia relax on the Falcon on their way back to base.
"I'm wiped," Han said as he fell purposefully next to her on the couch.
He sighed and closed his eyes awarding Leia with a rare opportunity to look at him, unabashedly.
His pants were snug in all the right places. He was wearing a long-sleeve dark blue top and hadn't bothered to button it all the way. Leia could just see a hint of chest hair.
And his face, those eyes, which Leia knew were a combination of colours dependent on his mood, those full lips, that strong jaw...
Without opening his eyes, Han asked, "Like what you see, Princess?"
