Sexting

[justformemes]

the phone sex +
sexting meme

what it says on the tin. leave a blank comment, include your preferences or a starter, it's all good. reply to others with a text, a dirty picture (please link all nsfw things!), misfires, misdials, drunk filthy voicemails, whatever your heart desires.

Comments

[twelve_not_fourteen]

I’ll be there.

[ Han’s answer isn’t as smooth as he could be around Leia. Because it was far easier to be cocky and charming when he didn’t expect he really had a chance to impress her. This ... was a something real and so, it was something that could be messed up. ]

[ He bolts to the cabin’s bathroom, hastily trying to smooth out the waves of his hair and give himself a once over with the mirror. As far as he noticed, he looks no better or worse that he normally does, and then, he heads down the gangplank of the ship to wait for her. He’s leaning against one of the legs of the ship, trying to look as disenchanted as he usually does— it seemed more challenging this time. ]

[flyinghome]

[Leia felt the butterflies as she approached the ship, seeing Han already waiting for her. He looked more handsome to her than usual and it brought back one or two flashbacks from her dream.]

[She manages a smile, despite her cheeks feeling hot. Never had a dream like that affected her so strongly before. Was it because it was Han? The smuggling scoundrel she was strangely attracted to?]

You came here quickly, Han. Or were you in the ship already?

[twelve_not_fourteen]

[ There was a spark that ignited the moment he met Leia. It wasn’t an instant falling in love thing that you hear romantics going on and on about, but more like a powerful infatuation— this girl that felt perfectly at home bossing him around and pulling assault rifles out of his hands because she thought she could do better. ]

[ That was how it began, but it only remained that way for so long. How could he be expected to remain impassive when she was smiling like that at him? ]

Ain’t no bed in the barracks that I’m gonna like as much as the one on my ship.

[ He drawls the words at her and then, a sly smile spreads across his lips. ]

But then, I haven’t seen the beds that are fit for royalty. They might be a bit nicer.

[flyinghome]

I wouldn't know. We hardly made it into a bed in my dream. That ship of yours is surprisingly big.

[She grins at him teasingly, leaning close so that their lips were mere inches apart. Instead of kissing him Leia made her way into the ship, glancing at Han over her shoulder. She always loved to tease.]

You coming?

[twelve_not_fourteen]

Guess we gotta find out.

[ Han likes the teasing. Likes the fact that he’s gonna get her alone and not thinking about the next mission even more. He follows up the ramp, their boots clanging loudly as they walk up the incline. ]

I am. You’ve finally called me for a meeting that I don’t want to miss.

[flyinghome]

Good. I wouldn't approve of any delays.

[Leia looks around the ship, biting her lip when she recognizes a few places from her dream. Finally she turns her attention to him again.]

It's just you and me now, Han. What will you do?

[twelve_not_fourteen]

[ Han’s ship hasn’t changed much since the last time Leia had seen it. If it was any cleaner than usual, you could thank Chewbacca for that. Like the smuggler himself, it was rough around the edges, but predictable. Han didn’t move things around or try to fix things that weren’t broken— he was too busy trying to fix the things that were broken. ]

I’m gonna do this.

[ He approaches Leia, getting closer to her than he ever dared to when there were people around to see them, and he settles his hands on her hips. Then he leans in for a slow, almost lazy kiss. ]

[flyinghome]

[Leia happily returns the slow kiss, pressing closer to him. She was happy about Han making the first move, as it showed he wanted it just as much as her.]

Take me to bed, you handsome scoundrel. [She emphasizes her words with a playful nip to his lower lip.]

[twelve_not_fourteen]

You don’t have to ask me twice, your worship.

[ Having wrapped his hands around her and moved her out of his way before, he knows that Leia isn’t very heavy. Han picks her up again and hoists her over his shoulder. He has to admit he’s proud of himself for being able to carry the slight princess so easily. When your best friend is a Wookiee, you get very used to the idea that you aren’t all that strong. ]

[flyinghome]

Oh!

[Leia laughs in surprise, swatting his butt playfully. This wasn't the first time Han had done that to her but this time she wasn't fighting back. She was more focused on the fun they were about to have.]

[twelve_not_fourteen]

[ If getting his butt swatted bothered him, Han did a very good job of not reacting to it. He simply continues carrying her through the ship and into the small cabin, with multiple bunks crammed into a small space. He takes an extra moment to make sure he doesn’t throw her down too roughly and then, immediately, takes off his shirt. ]

Anything I gotta know? Or something you want me to make sure I do?

[flyinghome]

Less talk more action, for starters. Show me what tricks you have up your sleeve, Han Solo.

[Leia looks at him seductively, eyes wandering to his now naked chest. She liked what she saw already and she knew Han wouldn't disappoint.]