TESB:Leia fucks Han in the hold
From The Star Wars Erotica Saga
You run your hand along the back of his muscular thighs, cupping his firm buttocks as you take his shaft deeper into your mouth. You swirl your tongue around the base of his cock. Han emits a low growl of satisfaction.
"I don't think I've been with a princess before." Han says, with a sly chuckle.
"You don't think? Do you lose track of your intergalactic dalliances?" You ask, looking up at him from where you kneel.
"I doubt I will forget this one." Han says with a roguish grin, running his fingers through your silken hair. You give his cock one last long lick from base to tip, then feel him pulling you up to your feet.
He kisses you deeply, clearly savoring the taste of himself on your lips. He runs his hands along your bare back and lifts you by the thighs. You wrap your legs around his waist.
"Han, I.." You begin to protest, thinking dizzily of the consequence. But his warm, strong hands press against your supple bottom, supporting your weight and sending chills up your spine. Any hesitation you may have felt dissolves into the intensity of the embrace and the aching desire you feel.
Han walks to the console and sets you down on the edge. The cold metal is a shock after the warmth of his caresses, but you lean back, mashing buttons as you kick off the flight suit that was still caught on your ankles.
"Be careful, princess. Your ass might send us both into hyper-drive." The captain laughs.
He pushes you back gently so you're laying along the console, with your legs spread. His rough thumbs circle around your hardened nipples, then his hands trail down to the soft down of your belly.
His hands linger at the start of your moist lips and he seems to hesitate. Han Solo, the cocky mercenary who takes whatever he wants, seems to have second thoughts. "Maybe we should save this for a more regal setting, princess." He smirks, taking one step back. You feel flushed, with the heat of desire burning through your body. You wrap your legs tighter around his waist to pull him closer to you.
"Captain, we're going to finish what we started."
You reach down to grab his thick cock and press it into the wet heat of your cunt. Han groans as he enters you. You arch your back as he starts to thrust, slowly and steadily. He presses a firm thumb onto your throbbing clitoris, rotating in tight circles as he moves deeper inside you. You have to press a hand to your own mouth to stop from moaning too loudly. Waves of pleasure radiate throughout your body as Han leans over you. You reach up and run your fingertips along his broad shoulders before threading your fingers into his thick hair. You begin to feel a climax mounting.
Han slows his motions and draws back. You're hungry for more, and he is happy to oblige. Without a word, he pulls you from your supine position and rotates you so that you are facing away from him. You can feel his stiff cock pressed against your buttocks as he cups your breast from behind and nuzzles your neck.
You lean forward, bracing yourself against the console and gazing into the depths of space. A shiver of anticipation courses through you.
"Is a princess supposed to be in such a compromising position?" You hear Han ask, his breathing slightly ragged. In response, you glance over your shoulder and growl. "Give it to me Han. And that's an order."
He plunges his cock into you from behind, sliding easily into your welcoming body. His thrusts are fast and deep and his hands reach forward to cup your hanging breasts, which are bouncing to the movement. You try to stave off your impending release, begging aloud for him to not stop. In a wave, your orgasm washes over you, sending pleasure shooting through your extremities. You moan loudly, then bite your lip, feeling suddenly light headed.
Han's pace intensifies and his breathing deepens. He grips your waist as you press backwards into him in rhythm, and his hands clench into your flesh almost painfully. With a final thrust, he releases, and you feel the rush of his juices filling you to the hilt. He sways, running his hands along your back with a tenderness that contrasts the rough intensity of a moment before. You gasp slightly as he pulls out.
You stand and face him, feeling wetness trail down your inner thigh. He reaches down and picks up your discarded flight suit, handing it over to you with a grin.
"Any other orders, your highness?"
