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"Princess, I know that you have never had a Christmas in space before," Han started, turning to his companion. "So here is how we do Christmas on the Millennium Falcon."
Leia followed Han Solo through the twists and turns into the communal space. In this room, C-3PO had played chess with Chewbacca, and Luke had learned how to use a lightsaber. The room was small, with only a couple couches, a table, and some chairs to furnish the area. A computer read-out also was visible, so Han and Chewbacca could check on the Auto pilot and any issues.
There was something different about this room though, along one wall was a makeshift Christmas tree. Though, calling it a tree was a stretch. Han had taken some spare green cables and attached them to the wall in the shape of a Christmas tree. Using green wire, he had also lit some spare light bulbs to decorate the tree. Using extra wire in red and blue, he looped them around the sides of the triangle and down through the middle as extra decoration.
Leia gasped at the sight. As hilarious as the tree was, it was sweet how much work Han had put into making it look perfect. Leia turned toward him, "Han, it's beautiful. I love it. Thank you so much."
As tough an exterior the smuggler tried to put on, a light blush coloured his cheeks. Leia stood on her tiptoes as she gently brushed her lips against each of his rosy cheeks. As Leia started to move her head back, Han swooped down and consumed her lips.
Han infused the kiss was passion and need. He attacked her bottom lip as his hands moved down her back. He knew better than to mess with her signature hair. Leia's hands, however, were able to mess up Han's hair. The scruffy hair style provided an ample to play with.
Han walked forward, still joined with Leia until her back was pushed up against the lone table. Han grabbed her upper thighs and lifted her on to the table. Leia brought her legs up to wrap around Han's waist.
As consuming as the kiss was, neither participant could hear the footsteps walking down the hallway toward them. Instead, their ears were full of small moans escaping from their lips.
"Oh my eyes!" Luke called out. He started to back pedal out of the room but hit Chewbacca, the large furry mass right behind him. As Luke's face twisted with horror, Chewbacca gave a hearty laugh.
"Come on guys, a little privacy?" Han asked, stepping back slightly from Leia, who had put her legs down. Leia quickly straightened her dress and hopped down from the table.
"You do realize that we eat there right? On that table?" Luke inquired with disgust. "And if you wanted privacy, don't make out in the group room."
"Alright then, shall we head to the Captain's quarters?" Han directed his question at Leia whose cheeks were burning.
"What, no! That's my sister your talking to!" Luke cried, indignant. "You know what," Luke walked over and grabbed Leia's hand, "Let's sit here" They sat down on the two person couch, "And you can sit over there." Luke motioned to a chair across the room for Han. Luke had effectively separated his sister and his lover with himself between them.
Despite their distance, both Han and Leia were burning up, and Han had a small smirk grace his lips. The two of them felt like school children who had just been caught. As embrassed as they were, they both felt exhilarated and were planning their next hook up in the common area.
Luke still had a disgruntled look on his face, that looked as though it were etched in place. Chewbacca watched the entire event and laughed. This was better than his favourite holographic soap opera!
"By the way, what's that monstrosity on the wall?"