Han Solo had always been a perfectionist. Wether it's performing a simple task such as a cup of coffee or (yet again) fixing the hyperdrive of his beloved Millennium Falcon, he felt it necessary to be completely satisfied after completing anything and sometimes it could take hours. This specific night he was aboard his ship along with his Wookie, friend, the princess he found incredibly attractive were it not for her ability to use her royal status as an excuse to forbid herself from feeling, and Luke who was charmingly head over heels for her.
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Due to his manor of work he had stayed up well into the night working on the ships engines, he was now alone with everyone else asleep (or so he thought). Han noticed a piece of equipment missing from his tool box and assumed he had left it in his bunker and made his way there. As he reached his door he suddenly heard commotion coming from inside, he opened the door only slightly to reveal a sight he thought he had fantasized about for months, Leia laid in his bunk wearing the bear minimum, sweating with her hand running all over her magnificent body.
"Kriff" he sighed out loud, that body, he instantly grew hard and felt his arousal stiffening around his pants. He gazed at her with his mouth open and eyes wide, scanning her body carefully and slowly from top to bottom. He then noticed the location of her other hand and it took everything in him not to groan out loud. She was touching herself. In his bed. Then as if things couldn't get worse Leia started quickening her pace more and more quickly escalating as if she were desperate for any sort of release. Eventually her hand rose from her thighs to her stomach with a grunt of frustration. Han was completely in shock, part of him wanted to rush in and help her reach her goal and the other part just could not seem to take his eyes off her, let alone move.
Then after a mere few seconds of panting she started again to pump in and out of herself quickly and urgently, he wondered why she could not get herself there and wanted so badly to do it for her but he knew the consequences that would have on their already quite dysfunctional relationship as "acquaintances" as Leia called it. Han snapped out of his thoughts when he heard his name being called out (or rather moaned) and he immediately thought he'd been caught but as he quickly glanced over to her he not only realized that she was know bucking her hips but was also repeating his name to herself over and over.
"God, FUCK HAN" she groaned as her eyes rolled back.
This was a vision from heaven he thought. He stood there dumbfounded with admiration and arousal when he noticed just how aroused he was, and then just like that he heard her climax. And that -he decided- was enough, he rushed off to the main fresher on the ship and started a shower to take care of himself.
As he cleaned himself up he couldn't get over the fact that she had said HIS name in HIS bunk. He'd teased her for so long about being attracted to him and how she could deny it as much as she could but there she was screaming his name. He felt extremely good about himself at that moment and decided he would keep his knowledge of her pleasurable experience to himself for a while.