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She Kissed My Wookiee by DarthIshtar


Summary:

Before Han and Leia can become man and wife, she has one confession to make.


Excerpt

I swear, it was the heat of the moment."

She was lucky he was too decent to hit a woman because he had the strongest urge to smack her upside the head for this.

"Heat of the moment," Han repeated. "Heat of the moment? Where were you that gets that hot? The Jundland Wastes?"

A towel came flying at top speed towards his head, but his reflexes were quicker and he parried it. A moment later, Leia emerged from the ‘fresher, looking very grumpy.

"As a matter of fact,” she proclaimed, “yes!"

For a long moment, he was simply unable to speak and for that, she was both thanking her lucky supernovas and enjoying herself a lot, from the look on her face. She simply didn’t understand that it was very hard to speak when you were dumbstruck by perfect beauty.

Or at least, he thought that's what that bemused smirk beneath the thin veil draped over her head meant. She sauntered closer, the simple, sleeveless white gown that she had borrowed from Mon Mothma swaying slightly with the movement of her hips.

"Want a closer look?" she purred.

"I don't know," he said dubiously. "Is it going to shed on me?"

She threw up her hands in exasperation. "You're not going to let this go, are you?"

"You kissed my Wookiee!" he shot back.