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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"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.