She gave a wicked grin in answer, but hissed a soft breath when he pressed thick between her thighs, and angled her hips just right to slide him right inside, hooking a lean leg behind his thighs to keep him exactly where he was. Her body accepted his smoothly, cinching him tight inside her, and Natalia gave a soft, contented moan when she felt him fill her completely.
"Mmmm, perfect," she whispered against his lips, and slowly shifted her hips against his, clenching tight muscles around him sheathed so deeply within her. "...you feel so good, detka..." She gently dug her fingernails into his hips. "...don't hold back, let it all go..."
It was a nice fit. Tight enough that every little movement seemed to set off a series of sensations to feel, but not to the point where he felt like he was going to make her uncomfortable.
By the way that her one leg seemed to instantly want to wrap around him? He figures that she’s pretty content with the way they feel together too. Even before she starts placing compliments on his lips like kisses. When she adjusts herself, though, suddenly she feels even tighter against him and him, deeper inside of her. It reminds him of that time he’d fooled around with a Twi’lek girl — the combination of low body fat and above average flexibility gave hooking up with one a feel that he didn’t think a human could compare to. Until now.
“Don’t hold back, huh?”
It’s a very loose instruction when you think about it. He wasn’t into being excessively rough, so he’s gonna take it as a sign that he doesn’t have to ease them into a slow or medium pace. So, he doesn’t. Almost immediately, the sound of rapid smacking together of bodies fills the air and his swollen sac rubs insistently against her with the effort.
Han's exuberant enthusiasm had her huffing a small laugh, but she sank fingernails into his shoulders when he began to pump into her, the redhead loving the feel of his body in hers. He was thick, hard, and perfect, filling her completely and more than eager to complete this particular exercise just how she preferred it.
Natalia hitched both knees high along the pilot's torso, hiking her lower body at a different angle and hissing a soft breath when it drove him just right inside her, a shudder making its way over her small but deadly form. She tugged him back to her for a long, heated kiss, coaxing his tongue into her mouth with as much greedy abandon as she'd offered her body.
The bed creaked beneath them, but the sounds only helped drive her higher, clasping the youth with strong arms and legs, keeping him right where she wanted him, allowing him to work them both closer and closer to the earth-shattering pinnacle.
You had to hand it to Natalia. She performed as good as she looked and ... well, she was about the most gorgeous woman he’d ever laid eyes on. She had a sense for knowing just how to move, or position herself, he supposed. The assassin that moved like a dancer. If he was just a fraction more self-conscious, he’d probably feel clumsy around her.
It was the second time they were meeting up so that took a lot of the pressure off of him. On some level, if all the stuff that had gone on between them the first time, was successful enough that she wanted to be around him again, he must be doing something right. Or maybe she needed him for something. At this point, he wouldn’t have cared at all if it was the later.
His pleasure was groaned into her kiss and his hormones kept him on the trajectory that would bring him to climax. The pressure, that need, building up inside of him. He manages to hold off for a couple of minutes, but it’s not like he can hang in there all that long. It leads to the young, wannabe pilot getting heavy on top of her and driving his throbbing hard-on as deep as he can to finish. It’s warm and thick as the rest of him.
i actually DIDN'T have to work a 12 hour day today, huzzah! ><
Han was a good friend. Someone not driven by angry greed, black revenge, or the cold pragmatism of professional business. All three were tantamount in her world, and she'd long ago tired of it, and had ever since been seeking a way to leave it with her life still intact. And if she could escape it for just a little while, even by tumbling into bed with this handsome sassy pilot, she was more than willing to do so.
But even more than that, she simply enjoyed him. It wasn't often she was able to shed her stern professional demeanor and be who she was underneath all of that latex and snark, and besides, he was cute and sweet and funny and adorably self-conscious beneath that mountain of bravado. Yet there was little between them now, as they moved together, Natalia's lashes fluttering closed and a plethora of husky, breathy moans escaping parted lips, gleaming as she licked them greedily.
She felt him getting close, pressing down even harder and driving into her that much more, and in return she clutched him back, spiraling so near that inevitable pinnacle that it had her head swimming. But then her nails bit into his back, her thighs locked around his hips, and she gave a breathless little screech as he hilted inside her one more time, and she toppled over into the paroxysm of blissful climax. Her hips bucked hard, and her body clutched tight, spasming over and over again as she writhed under him.
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He stayed close. Mostly because he wanted a few seconds to regain his breath and his five senses that were going to be under the fog of orgasm for a few more heartbeats. Also because he wasn't the type to want to split immediately after something like this. Han, despite insisting to himself that he can and does thrive when he's alone, is a people person when you strip his defenses away.
Not to mention the Black Widow has some awfully strong thighs and they seem to be clenching pretty hard around his middle. He's ... honesty not sure if he could wiggle away. Why would anybody want to?
When he's got his wits at least somewhat about him, Han is smiling again. That eager to please, slightly naive sweetness coming back as his hormones start the fall back to normal levels.
"I'm not sure if this is a weird time to say this, but I'm glad you look me up when you're here."
The lethargy of post-coital bliss was pleasant, she decided, slowly relaxing around her sweaty lover, unable to help chuckling to his comment. Comfortably relaxed cross-ways on Han's bed, Natalia simply carded her fingers through his hair, eyes closed as she lay warm and satisfied beneath him.
"Mmm? I don't think it's a weird time." Her mouth quirked. "Quite appropriate, actually." Given how "active" they'd been just moments ago. She still felt him buried inside her, a little softer but no less enticing. Natalia gave a small clench, experimentally, and, admittedly, a little mischievously.
"Up for round two?" she asked lazily. "Maybe take it a little slower this time?" Or not, either way. But she did want to savor him, push him over and run her tongue over his skin, take her time to taste him, make him shiver, hear him groan, and drive him completely over the edge one more time.
If, he’d known before hand that she’d want to just jump right into more, maybe he would have went to some of the seedier parts of the holonet and look for ... whatever he could look up about being able to do something like that. He’s always liked being a human and can’t really picture himself as anything else, but there’s a brief flash of envy he feels for the sentients that can pull off this feat with no problem. Han hasn’t done it before. Doesn’t even know if he can, truly.
That feeling of her clenching against him and that sly glint in her green eyes makes him want to try, though. Not just because they have some great sex when they get together, but he badly wants to prove to her that he’s worth the effort.
“Yeah, definitely.”
He answers without a second thought. He has a lot of doubt that he’ll be able to pull this off, but ... he’s managed to pull out some pretty impressive stuff before when it didn’t seem like he could. Maybe some of that good luck will be with him now.
He clenches all the muscles in his thighs, glutes and core. As if it would help him ‘hang on’ to all blood and feeling down there. Then slowly he starts to rock slowly against her. Everything has a way different feel with him half flaccid and all their combined moisture, but it helps a lot that she’s doing her part to hold him in. Without being as hard as usual, he feels like it would be very easy to slip out of her.
His eagerness was beyond endearing. She had to give him credit for the effort, at least. Still so sensitive from their previous activities - just minutes ago - Natalia chuckled and stretched beneath Han, sighing soft contentment as they began to slowly rock together again. She smoothed her hands over his shoulders and down his back to grip his hips, guiding him gently.
"No need to rush, baby," she murmured at his ear, inhaling the sweet scent of damp curls at his temple. "Take your time, make it last..." She didn't expect him to flip a switch and go for broke immediately; they had all the time in the world. Figuratively speaking.
"Mmm, go slow," she coaxed, carding a hand through his hair and guiding him back to her for a series of long, deep kisses. "Kiss me, touch me, all over, everywhere..." Her fingernails skated lightly across his skin, teasing with just a hint of the danger she always carried. She flicked the tip of her tongue at his lips. "You've already impressed me, so just relax and let's enjoy each other, yeah?"
He needed to relax. She was absolutely right about that. He found the fact that she was encouraging him to do that was helpful for him, almost as if the fact that someone had given him permission to do so make it 'okay' for him to do that.
And had he heard that right? Had she called him baby? He would have never guessed that a term of endearment could have struck so much of a chord with him, but it had. Qi'ra had never had any kind of pet name for him. It was ... you know, nice.
"Yeah." He says, even making a slight nod to her so she knew he was listening. (He would be so easy to manipulate, with his eagerness to please her.) "I can do that."
Han pushed up slightly, so he wasn't laying on top of her as much, he was at least partially looming over her. He put his hands on her sides and ran them along the curves of her figure - the coarseness of his own hands feeling like sandpaper against her skin. It hadn't really dawned on the Corellian that his hands were that rough, so there was no hesitation in the action. She was a very beautiful woman and he was sort of reminded of that fact when his hands came into her waist and then flared out to the width of her hips.
He pressed a kiss to her lips. Like ... everything else he had done so far, it was a pretty on the spot representation of him. Borderline too eager, but not so bad when he relaxed into the act and in spite of it all, enjoyable.
Much better. Natalia felt him unwind against her, those defined muscles easing a little bit at the time, and she ran her hands over his body in turn, seeking out the tense spots and digging the pads of her fingertips into the hard knots, encouraging him to relax a little more. She hmmm'ed in contentment as his own hands slid over her warm, slick skin, letting her body move beneath his touch as it liked, wanting more of that rough caress.
She parted her lips for his with no hesitation, stroking her tongue with his as they sank into each other, and she relished this closeness, his sublime eagerness to please her; it was almost humbling, in a way. She had no plans to abuse this trust - he'd earned hers, after all - nor did she have any intention of taking advantage of his sometimes childish innocence.
Despite that, he was still a man in her arms, and Natalia kept her legs hitched over his hips, back of her calves gently rubbing along the backs of his thighs, and her body still kept him tight and slick inside it, quivering muscles flexing around his cock as they slowly rocked together.
There aren’t many things that can age a young man faster than spending a few years on the streets of Corellia. Han had dense muscle in his back that a boy just doesn’t have — muscle that you can feel through the skin and sink your fingers into while you move with someone.
He was also scruffy, which tapered down the fact that — for a scrumrat — he was handsome. Now that his hair was damp with sweat, you could tell that it was probably a few inches too long to be fashionable on most worlds. Yet, it kind of worked for Han, who ... thanks to that life of petty crime, had built up a better than average base of stamina.
He groaned Natalia’s name into her ear and over the next few minutes, felt an erection coming back.
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"Mmmm, perfect," she whispered against his lips, and slowly shifted her hips against his, clenching tight muscles around him sheathed so deeply within her. "...you feel so good, detka..." She gently dug her fingernails into his hips. "...don't hold back, let it all go..."
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By the way that her one leg seemed to instantly want to wrap around him? He figures that she’s pretty content with the way they feel together too. Even before she starts placing compliments on his lips like kisses. When she adjusts herself, though, suddenly she feels even tighter against him and him, deeper inside of her. It reminds him of that time he’d fooled around with a Twi’lek girl — the combination of low body fat and above average flexibility gave hooking up with one a feel that he didn’t think a human could compare to. Until now.
“Don’t hold back, huh?”
It’s a very loose instruction when you think about it. He wasn’t into being excessively rough, so he’s gonna take it as a sign that he doesn’t have to ease them into a slow or medium pace. So, he doesn’t. Almost immediately, the sound of rapid smacking together of bodies fills the air and his swollen sac rubs insistently against her with the effort.
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Natalia hitched both knees high along the pilot's torso, hiking her lower body at a different angle and hissing a soft breath when it drove him just right inside her, a shudder making its way over her small but deadly form. She tugged him back to her for a long, heated kiss, coaxing his tongue into her mouth with as much greedy abandon as she'd offered her body.
The bed creaked beneath them, but the sounds only helped drive her higher, clasping the youth with strong arms and legs, keeping him right where she wanted him, allowing him to work them both closer and closer to the earth-shattering pinnacle.
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It was the second time they were meeting up so that took a lot of the pressure off of him. On some level, if all the stuff that had gone on between them the first time, was successful enough that she wanted to be around him again, he must be doing something right. Or maybe she needed him for something. At this point, he wouldn’t have cared at all if it was the later.
His pleasure was groaned into her kiss and his hormones kept him on the trajectory that would bring him to climax. The pressure, that need, building up inside of him. He manages to hold off for a couple of minutes, but it’s not like he can hang in there all that long. It leads to the young, wannabe pilot getting heavy on top of her and driving his throbbing hard-on as deep as he can to finish. It’s warm and thick as the rest of him.
i actually DIDN'T have to work a 12 hour day today, huzzah! ><
But even more than that, she simply enjoyed him. It wasn't often she was able to shed her stern professional demeanor and be who she was underneath all of that latex and snark, and besides, he was cute and sweet and funny and adorably self-conscious beneath that mountain of bravado. Yet there was little between them now, as they moved together, Natalia's lashes fluttering closed and a plethora of husky, breathy moans escaping parted lips, gleaming as she licked them greedily.
She felt him getting close, pressing down even harder and driving into her that much more, and in return she clutched him back, spiraling so near that inevitable pinnacle that it had her head swimming. But then her nails bit into his back, her thighs locked around his hips, and she gave a breathless little screech as he hilted inside her one more time, and she toppled over into the paroxysm of blissful climax. Her hips bucked hard, and her body clutched tight, spasming over and over again as she writhed under him.
Re: i actually DIDN'T have to work a 12 hour day today, huzzah! ><
Not to mention the Black Widow has some awfully strong thighs and they seem to be clenching pretty hard around his middle. He's ... honesty not sure if he could wiggle away. Why would anybody want to?
When he's got his wits at least somewhat about him, Han is smiling again. That eager to please, slightly naive sweetness coming back as his hormones start the fall back to normal levels.
"I'm not sure if this is a weird time to say this, but I'm glad you look me up when you're here."
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"Mmm? I don't think it's a weird time." Her mouth quirked. "Quite appropriate, actually." Given how "active" they'd been just moments ago. She still felt him buried inside her, a little softer but no less enticing. Natalia gave a small clench, experimentally, and, admittedly, a little mischievously.
"Up for round two?" she asked lazily. "Maybe take it a little slower this time?" Or not, either way. But she did want to savor him, push him over and run her tongue over his skin, take her time to taste him, make him shiver, hear him groan, and drive him completely over the edge one more time.
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If, he’d known before hand that she’d want to just jump right into more, maybe he would have went to some of the seedier parts of the holonet and look for ... whatever he could look up about being able to do something like that. He’s always liked being a human and can’t really picture himself as anything else, but there’s a brief flash of envy he feels for the sentients that can pull off this feat with no problem. Han hasn’t done it before. Doesn’t even know if he can, truly.
That feeling of her clenching against him and that sly glint in her green eyes makes him want to try, though. Not just because they have some great sex when they get together, but he badly wants to prove to her that he’s worth the effort.
“Yeah, definitely.”
He answers without a second thought. He has a lot of doubt that he’ll be able to pull this off, but ... he’s managed to pull out some pretty impressive stuff before when it didn’t seem like he could. Maybe some of that good luck will be with him now.
He clenches all the muscles in his thighs, glutes and core. As if it would help him ‘hang on’ to all blood and feeling down there. Then slowly he starts to rock slowly against her. Everything has a way different feel with him half flaccid and all their combined moisture, but it helps a lot that she’s doing her part to hold him in. Without being as hard as usual, he feels like it would be very easy to slip out of her.
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"No need to rush, baby," she murmured at his ear, inhaling the sweet scent of damp curls at his temple. "Take your time, make it last..." She didn't expect him to flip a switch and go for broke immediately; they had all the time in the world. Figuratively speaking.
"Mmm, go slow," she coaxed, carding a hand through his hair and guiding him back to her for a series of long, deep kisses. "Kiss me, touch me, all over, everywhere..." Her fingernails skated lightly across his skin, teasing with just a hint of the danger she always carried. She flicked the tip of her tongue at his lips. "You've already impressed me, so just relax and let's enjoy each other, yeah?"
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And had he heard that right? Had she called him baby? He would have never guessed that a term of endearment could have struck so much of a chord with him, but it had. Qi'ra had never had any kind of pet name for him. It was ... you know, nice.
"Yeah." He says, even making a slight nod to her so she knew he was listening. (He would be so easy to manipulate, with his eagerness to please her.) "I can do that."
Han pushed up slightly, so he wasn't laying on top of her as much, he was at least partially looming over her. He put his hands on her sides and ran them along the curves of her figure - the coarseness of his own hands feeling like sandpaper against her skin. It hadn't really dawned on the Corellian that his hands were that rough, so there was no hesitation in the action. She was a very beautiful woman and he was sort of reminded of that fact when his hands came into her waist and then flared out to the width of her hips.
He pressed a kiss to her lips. Like ... everything else he had done so far, it was a pretty on the spot representation of him. Borderline too eager, but not so bad when he relaxed into the act and in spite of it all, enjoyable.
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She parted her lips for his with no hesitation, stroking her tongue with his as they sank into each other, and she relished this closeness, his sublime eagerness to please her; it was almost humbling, in a way. She had no plans to abuse this trust - he'd earned hers, after all - nor did she have any intention of taking advantage of his sometimes childish innocence.
Despite that, he was still a man in her arms, and Natalia kept her legs hitched over his hips, back of her calves gently rubbing along the backs of his thighs, and her body still kept him tight and slick inside it, quivering muscles flexing around his cock as they slowly rocked together.
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He was also scruffy, which tapered down the fact that — for a scrumrat — he was handsome. Now that his hair was damp with sweat, you could tell that it was probably a few inches too long to be fashionable on most worlds. Yet, it kind of worked for Han, who ... thanks to that life of petty crime, had built up a better than average base of stamina.
He groaned Natalia’s name into her ear and over the next few minutes, felt an erection coming back.