Sure, if you're all right with never eating in the kitchen again.
[Oh. Oh, okay, she is wearing literally nothing underneath, and Han is into that, he is discovering all sorts of things today. He dips his hand in past the slit in her skirt, brushes fingers down her hip, her thigh, as he dips in for another kiss. His other hand brushes against her cheek, tangles in her hair, and all the while they have somehow made it to the hallway and near the bedroom door.
Although Han would be a bit hard-pressed to find the doorknob right now, considering both his hands are busy—one is in Leia's hair and the other is lightly sliding up her inner thigh now, fingers skimming over skin to her clit.]
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[Oh. Oh, okay, she is wearing literally nothing underneath, and Han is into that, he is discovering all sorts of things today. He dips his hand in past the slit in her skirt, brushes fingers down her hip, her thigh, as he dips in for another kiss. His other hand brushes against her cheek, tangles in her hair, and all the while they have somehow made it to the hallway and near the bedroom door.
Although Han would be a bit hard-pressed to find the doorknob right now, considering both his hands are busy—one is in Leia's hair and the other is lightly sliding up her inner thigh now, fingers skimming over skin to her clit.]