Drabble the first - this one is for
kellyhk, who requested Han/Leia, and they happen to be one of my OTP's as well. I've never written anything in SW fandom before, so here goes. :-)
On Fire
Though she'd been reluctant to return here, Leia's commitment to the Republic demanded it. Tatooine did not hold good memories. But now a day of intense negotiations is nearly forgotten as she gazes out over the desert, twin suns setting the sky on fire.
She feels strong arms wrap around her, and his unshaven cheek rasps against hers. She relaxes into his embrace.
"Beautiful." Han breathes the word against her skin, and she shivers in the heat.
"The sunset is incredible, isn't it?"
His lips curve into a smile against the shell of her ear. "Wasn't talking about the sunset."