Walking the earth with eyes turned skywards ...

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A shame that he isn't moving all that slow and that he can't read her thoughts. If he was to know she was in a hurry - he'd have a lazy smile on his lips and Han would have to make some mention of her wanting to rush into getting him alone.

Instead, she's treated to what it's like to walk through a dingy alley with Han Solo. If she were to look carefully at his face, it would be a bit hard to read. He has a look on it that seems to be looking at everything at once or possibly nothing at all.

He, also, might be a tad more quiet now than he was inside the cantina. Not to the point of being unfriendly or in a way that suggests he doesn't want to talk anymore, but ... he does seem slightly different now.

"My ship is still half taken apart." He reminds her with a half hearted shrug. "I can't go anywhere in a hurry."

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[twelve_not_fourteen]

It's a nice fit between them and worth taking a moment or two to appreciate. Since humans vary so much in shape and size, there's no guarantee that meeting someone you find attractive is going to compliment you physically.

He kisses the hell out of her and then, lays back to let Carol set the pace. When he has a read on how fast she's gonna go, he'll move fractionally with her. It doesn't take much of an arching of his hips to hit new depths.

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So Carol has to admit that she really likes kissing Han. Like more than he's a passable one night stand or hook up - more that she wants to figure out how to do more of it. It's not necessarily impossible with space travel, but it also wasn't going to be a piece of cake to make those schedules work. But she is determined to figure that out later.

She lets out a gasp as the arch of his hips drives him further inside. Gods, he feels so good and deep and amazing. Carol sticks at that pace for a little while, but then gradually picks up some speed.

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Han's expectation for the night was a lot of alcohol and some sloppy sex. Which, hey, he ain't knocking it. That's exactly what he needs sometimes to distract himself from the things he'd rather not think about. Imagine his surprise where no booze was involved and the girl with super strength is actually kind of into him. ... and him into her.

He sinks into the bed. His lips curl into a self-satisfied smile, when he's not sighing out his pleasure, that is. His fingers start to grip onto her ass harder as the speed increases and he recruits a little more of his hips into thrusting with her.

[cheeseburgermarvel]

Yeah, it's not every day that you meet a handsome rogue that you just so happen to hit it off with. Carol's luck really isn't that good. If sneaky sex assassins were the MO of her enemies at all, she might even be a little concerned.

But she's not. She trusts him, as much as she can this long into knowing him. He doesn't tell her everything, but it's not in a sinister way - it's because he's just not comfortable saying it yet. And that's okay. She's not to the point where she wants to tell him everything yet either.

His recruitment efforts are rewarded with a deep moan. His hands feel damn good on her ass and it just encourages her to continue. Carol moves her hands from his sides to the bed so that she can use more power to move faster on him without possibly hurting him. "Gods, you feel good," she admits.

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Han isn't really the seduce and destroy type. He's far too busy messing up his own life to have the time to be ruining anyone else's and despite the almost caviler way that he handles his blaster, he doesn't like to hurt people. He wouldn't be the worst man for the job from a physical standpoint, though.

"You too, darling." He murmurs. "You too."

It being the first time that anyone used superpowers on him? It's a little bit surprising. He has to take a big breath and think about hyperdrive motivators just to keep from climaxing right then and there. He simply hasn't been with a woman that can move like that before and it both feels good and is kind of thrilling. So long as she can keep their bodies aligned she won't hurt him.

His hands grip on her ass tighter, now reflexively more than consciously. Han just wants to hang on to her and his fingertips are digging in hard enough that it would have bruised any of his other lovers. The pace is not one he can really keep up with, so he arches his hips and his back in a way that he thinks is going to hit her deepest.

He hangs in there for about close to two minutes like this - recruiting all that famous willfulness that he has inside of him - but he is just a guy. He feels that vague sense of 'twisting' in the low abdomen that always precedes his climax, but he doesn't have enough breath to tell Carol it's coming. He simply groans out his pleasure.

Surprisingly for him, the orgasm is even stronger than the first and she'll feel a few pulses of his cum enter her.

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Once she really gets into a fast rhythm all she's hoping for is for him to hang on and have a good time. The fact that he can do something with a little arch is more than she hoped for. It's nice.

She's impressed with how long he holds on and the force of his orgasm is also damn impressive. His orgasm kicks off her own and she comes again with a loud moan of contentment.

Slumping forward a little, she keeps her body raised up with her arms before slowly coming to rest on top of him. Hopefully he doesn't mind the weight.

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He does not mind that she slumps down on top of him. It might not be the most pleasant time for her to collapse on him because he's a tad flushed and has worked up a little bit of sweat, but in his defense ... she contributed to this.

His left arm settles on the small of her back and the fingers of that hand run idly over her skin. Nice as the sex is, it's the closeness he's going to quietly revel in. It's been a while since he knew someone he liked this much.

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The sweat really doesn't bother her because, well, they've just had sex and it's normal for a human to be like that. Also she fully intends to shower off before whatever they decide to do outside of this bed.

Despite how little energy she has, her heart skips a beat as he shifts his hands to hold her against him. She really hadn't expected this level of intimacy with him tonight and it's still surprising that she has it. Once more of her breath has returned she starts pressing light kisses to the skin she can reach.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

It is normal for him to be like that. He hasn't fully processed what was different for them apart from the glaringly obvious, but it speaks to the fact that shacking up is far more like every other time he's had sex than it is different.

All things considered, that's the way he'd prefer it.

"So uh ..." He feels clumsy around her in so many ways. That roguish charm, normally seamless, he has to work at around Carol. "You don't have to head out somewhere soon, right?"

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Carol isn't really that sweaty, but it's still enough where she wants to take a shower. And the fact that she's now lying in his sweat. Not that she minds, of course, the post-sex bliss is something she rarely indulges in and she quite likes it.

"Nope," she replies, not noticing him really being that clumsy. Yes, there's work to do but it's nothing that needs to happen immediately and she works so much that a little extra time to do it won't ruffle any feathers. "Do you?"

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"No." He says simply. You can say what you want about smuggling as a career, but there's a lot of flexibility in the work. "Nowhere to be anytime soon."

He's not going to necessarily take that as permission to spend the night, but it's a good sign that she kinda likes him, isn't it? She's choosing to stay close to him right now when she doesn't have to and he offered her the chance to dismiss him gently, which she didn't take him up on.

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"Yeah? Good." She tries to say it neutrally, but there's a spark of excitement in it. Is Carol supposed to invite him to stay? He can, of course, but she's never known when's the right time.

Carol gives him a smile before reaching up to gently card her fingers through his hair again. This, at least, they have covered already.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

He could be comfortable this whole night never being asked to stay, so long as she doesn't kick him out. Han ... never has been very good with rejection.

"Why did you come out tonight?"

It's a question he asks as gently as she strokes through his hair. There could be any number of reasons for it, but he has to figure it's not something she does very often. Not when most booze seems to have little effect on her.

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It's safe to say that Carol is not going to kick him out. Part of her deep down recognizes that this is connection she doesn't make every day. Rarely at all, honestly. And she's not sure when she'll be able to see him again, if he even wants to see her again, so she'd like to savor tonight.

"Not for this, if I'm being honest. I really just wanted a change of scenery from the ship and to get a feel of the planet." Though the night had gone in a very pleasant direction. "What about you?"

But he's right in thinking that it's not common. And since she needs a lot of alcohol to feel anything she rarely touches it. However, she does have a passion for deliciously bad-for-you pub/bar/cantina food.

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"Just needed to get your feet on the ground for a while?"

That's a feeling that he thinks every pilot has felt now and then, regardless of how much you might love flying. Although, sometimes it doesn't take him very long to want to get off a planet after getting there.

"Places like that are where you find people like me." Han murmurs with a shrug, as if he could convince himself that being generalized like that doesn't bother him. "I can socialize, conduct business and get something to eat there."

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"Exactly."

She could, and did, fly around all day, but even she needed to come back to the ground every so often. Though if she hadn't started talking to Han she definitely would've left the cantina sooner and possibly already been back in space.

Carol can't help but let out a little bit of a laugh before shifting her hips enough where he finally fully slips out. Han might be generalizing himself a bit but Carol can already tell he's got more to him than that. "I've never met a smuggler as charming as you before."

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You wouldn't think her being just a little bit warmer than anybody else would make big difference, but Han does have to fight off the urge to shiver when he's out. It is a particularly sensitive part.

"I don't expect you meet too many in the assisting refugee business."

The best answer he can come up with because neither confirming or denying that she's right feels genuine. It could have been a bitter response, but he wraps it up in a playful tone.

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It is a sensitive part, but Carol doesn't feel the need to shift off him just yet so hopefully he'll adjust fairly quickly.

With a grin she presses a kiss to his jawline. The answer is fine with her. They haven't really boasted about anything except their ships and she's fine with that. "I've met plenty of people with plenty of professions. But I can't say I've kept count of them all." He would definitely be the only smuggler she's slept with.

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When Carol draws in to rectify the kissless status of Han's jaw, he lets the back of his fingers run over her check. Even with the barely there pressure that he's putting on her skin, his hands feel course to most people.

It does dawn on him, after a moment or so, that treating her so gently is kind of funny considering her powers. It doesn't make him want to touch her differently anyway.

"Only so many of them are worth keeping track of." He says and then after a pause, he asks ... "how do people keep track of you?"

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There is a not-entirely-smoothness to his hands, but she actually likes it. It's definitely not going to hurt her and it's the sign of a more lived-in man. She's always preferred those.

As for how he's touching her, she really likes that, too.

His question almost makes her crack a joke about him asking for her phone number, but she quickly realizes that not being from Earth could mean that he may not understand it. "You mean if people want to contact me?"

[twelve_not_fourteen]

Captain Solo has the kind of hands you can forget, for better or for worse. They've got the kinds of callouses you'd expect from an old mechanic - which probably something about the manual nature of the work that he does and maybe the age that he began doing it.

The question makes his heart drop for a moment, though. That deep-rooted insecurity that he has suddenly gnawing at his insides. Does she not want him to be able to get a hold of her? Is she not interested in a repeat performance by some random she picked up in a bar? He would blame her, but ... her body language and the words are giving every clue that she likes him.

So he swallows hard at the worry and nods fractionally. "Like if a charming smuggler was gonna."

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There's no chance of her forgetting those hands any time soon. Despite how hard she was rocking down on him the way they felt clutching her hips did not go unnoticed. She's hoping to get to feel that again and sooner rather than later.

Carol catches the nature of the swallow and has her own touch of panic for a moment. She had just wanted to clarify that he actually wanted to get in touch with her and not like, how the US government was tracking her ship or something. What a stupid thing to think.

"Well, anyone can hail my ship. But I can link it up so that your communications go directly to my personal device. I'd certainly like to hear from a charming smuggler." And that was revealing more than she usually would. If she wasn't so comfortable curled up with him in bed she'd be perhaps a little concerned how much she had just shown her hand.

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With that little misunderstanding cleared up, the little traces of worry that you can find in Han’s guarded nature resolve almost instantly. She kinda likes him. She’s willing to hear from him again. Before they go their separate ways, they can make sure they have a way to get a hold of each other. That’s all he was worried about.

If there’s gonna be a round three ( ... when is the last time he’s done that, he wonders ) it will take a little time for him to be ready again. That means he’s got plenty of time to look over the woman he’s lept into the bed of. Good looking was a given, he noticed that at the bar, but he’s never seen such a lovely combination of femininity and strength. Her physique is really something and he doesn’t bother to hide the fact that he’s impressed.

After that, his eyes flick over her skin to see if he can notice any scars or if her powers had kept her skin unmared. Han himself has a few, most noticeably the one on his chin, but he has a few scattered over his body in other places.

“You look really good, you know that?” He says at last. “Really good.”

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There's a bit of relief on her end, knowing that he wants to get in contact with her. There's a lot of excitement, too, which doesn't happen a lot. It's not all that often that Carol gets like this over a guy - especially one that she only met hours earlier.

As for a round three, she isn't expecting it, but would certainly be up for it if he happens to rise to the occasion.

There are a couple of scars spread across her body. Most are small and barely seen, but she has a couple from her military days before getting her powers. He can find them if he really looks. Carol's glad that she still has some because the thought of being perfect isn't super appealing. And as for Han? She finds the scar on his chin to be insanely sexy.

His words surprise her, but not because she thinks he's wrong. Mostly because her appearance isn't something she thinks about all that often. Sure, she makes sure that her hair and clothes are presentable, but she doesn't care about style and she rarely wears makeup.

"Oh, uh, thank you. You too." Which is true. He isn't as built as other men she's been with, but he's solid, toned, and dangerously handsome. Now that she's thinking about it more she's kinda flattered that a younger men is saying she looks really good.

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He didn't expect to find scars, but then, he has no concept of when she got her abilities. He still doesn't entirely know how to process that information entirely.

All Han knows is that he finds himself falling into the logic that everything about her that's special is because of the Kree side and everything that's ordinary is because of her human side, for better or for worse. It's probably not that simple, but it's something to work with for now.

Running a rough hand idly over the skin of her thigh, he listens to her praise him. It seems sincere and it's not often that he gets real compliments. He almost doesn't know how to reply ...

"How often do you get out this way? Are you a long way from home?"