Star Wars Imagines

Interruptions- Han Solo

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT

Han and I sat side by side in cockpit of the Millennium Falcon. We were moving at a steady pace with no particular destination in mind. Han hoped to find a smuggling job, but I just wanted a chance to relax.

"What's on your mind, doll?" Han asked.

I released a soft sigh and turned to look at him. "Nothing."

Han rolled his eyes in a playful manner. "Don't start that with me. I know when something is bothering you."

I couldn't help but smile at his words. He spoke the truth. He knew me better than just about anybody.

"I was just that you and hardly ever spend any time just us together. Relaxing, you know," I said. "We're just always so busy on some adventure."

Han glanced at me before reaching up and pushing a few buttons on the control panel, putting the Falcon on autopilot.

"Now don't get me wrong, I love the adventures," I spoke up quickly, worried I had offended him.

Before I could get another word out, he was scooping me up and pulling me into his lap.

"I can leave the ship on autopilot for a bit," he said quietly. He studied my face carefully as his hands went to my waist.

I felt warmth traveling to my cheeks as I blushed at our close proximity.

"You're blushing," he said with one of his charming smiles.

"Am not," I protested. I felt the blush slowly leaving my face and I relaxed a bit in relief.

I watched as a smirk passed over Han's face and I felt his hand trailing up my thigh. My blush quickly returned and so did his smile. He was moving his hand tantalizing slow.

His hand didn't stop and eventually his reached the inner part of my thigh. My toes curled in anticipation.

Han stopped moving his hand and then pulled it away altogether.

"Why did you stop?" I said with a sigh. I tried not to pout, but couldn't help it. I wanted to feel his hands on my body.

"What if someone were to walk in here?" He replied. He feigned concern but I knew he was just teasing.

I adjusted in the seat so I was straddling him now. "Let them," I muttered. Before he could respond, I tangled my fingers into his hair and pressed my lips to his.

I felt his hands slip underneath my shirt and brush against the soft skin of my waist before slowly traveling upwards. The simple action resulted in me giving a soft hum against his lips.

My hands slid down his muscular chest, stopping at his belt buckle which I then began to undo. I had just about slipped it off when there was a growl from the doorway.

I practically jumped right off of Han's lap.

"Do you really have to do this in here?" Chewbacca growled loudly in his language.

"Yes, as a matter of fact we do!" Han retorted. "Now would you get out and go find something else to do."

My face was now a bright shade of red and I did my best to straighten my disheveled appearance, but I couldn't help but start to laugh.

Chewie waved his hand and muttered a few words and complaints before turning and leaving the cockpit.

Han released a heavy sigh and relaxed back into his seat. "Now... where were we?" He put on a charming smirk once more.

With a wide grin, I pressed my lips against his and slipped his belt off the rest of the way, tossing it aside and silently hoping there would be no more interruptions.

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I know some of you were probably hoping for a full on smut chapter but I'm not very good at writing it so this is as close as I will usually get. I hope that's okay.

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