Walking the earth with eyes turned skywards ...

[twelve_not_fourteen]

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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[cheeseburgermarvel]

Carol smiles and steps in nice and close. “I think it’s nice that you want to keep me away from the supernovas.” Then she leaned in for that good morning kiss that they hadn’t gotten to indulge in yet. So yeah, she’s definitely still willing.

Her hand comes out to take his and after the kiss she guides them back to the bedroom.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

Kissing her is probably the most comfortable that he’s felt since he’s woken up, which he thinks is generally a good thing.

Han’s fingers lace with hers easily. She’ll find that she doesn’t have to tug to get him moving in the direction of the bedroom. He wouldn’t put up the best fight against her, anyway, but she hasn’t ever made him want to.

“I’ve got a lot of opinions on places I’d like you to be.” He says with a slight smirk. “This direction looks real good to me, for instance.”

[cheeseburgermarvel]

Yeah, it’s been a bit of a weird morning, and dangerously lacking in the sexy department. But now that introductions have been made and Chewie is on his way, they can rectify that.

“Glad to hear it. I’d be interested in hearing the other opinions.” She stops them at the foot of her bed for another long kiss. Her hands skate across the skin just above his pants.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

“More of this ...”

He says, the words halfway between a sigh and a groan. His own hands come to her hips, which help him feel steady as the warm haze of arousal begins to effect his senses.

At least the fact that he never got completely dressed means it’s eaiser to get to that undressed point again.

[cheeseburgermarvel]

That’s definitely going to make it easy to get him naked again. It’s going to be a little harder for Carol as she’s in her uniform. Alll of it: the flight suit, the gloves, and the boots. But she’ll start kicking the boots off now to make it a little easier.

“Did you sleep well?” she murmured between kisses as her hands moved around to his back.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

He doesn’t quite know what to make of the Captain Marvel look. He doesn’t know anything about her world or the way that they dress on it, but he’s knows tha what she’s wearing now is probably a uniform. It’s identifiable. Form fitting in a way that flatters, but doesn’t really put her on display.

He’d probably want to ask her more about it if he’d noticed it before now, but at the moment he’s feeling a little distracted. Distracted in the very best way, but distracted nonetheless.

“Best sleep I’ve gotten in a while.” He admits between touches of their lips. “How bout you?”

[cheeseburgermarvel]

He can ask her about it later, if he thinks of it. She may not tell him everything, but she trusts him enough that she would tell him a lot.

"Same. Helps when you get a good work out before bed." Carol grins against his lips and momentarily takes her hands off of him so she can tug off her gloves and toss them in the general direction of her boots. Her now bare hands go back to feeling over his skin.

"By the way, the uniform, just one long zipper down the front." Just in case he wanted to know.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

When she backs off of him enough to remove her gloves, she might notice the way that he smiles isn’t quite the same as it is most of the time. The public smile is one that’s almost a smirk - as if everything around him was one big, private joke that he seemed to be the only one in on. This one seems to show that the young man is happy, comfortable and perhaps even a touch bashful around her.

“You know ...” the drawl comes out in his voice a little bit more as he extends the words and Han puts his hand on her abdomen now. His long fingers seeking out the seam of the zipper that’s hard to see from far away, but is pretty easy to notice when you’re this close. “I did wonder about that.”

His hand slowly spreads out over the uniform and feels all the way up the trail of this zipper. Taking his time touching all over her. At the top of the trail, where the zipper and the uniform ends, he’ll then make a point of starting to unzip this brightly colored costume just as slowly as he touched over her.

[cheeseburgermarvel]

Carol catches a glance of it and then looks again for a longer period of time. She likes this Han. The genuine one. Not that she can talk because there's a lot of swagger in her own step when she's in front of others. But that private smile of his gives her a pleasant twist in her stomach.

Her hands stay mostly useless at his arms because she is deeply distracted by the slow, deliberate touching of his own hands. It feels different from last night. Maybe it's because she knows what to expect or perhaps because they're both a little more comfortable, but the touch has a different weight to it.

Though when he puts the same slowness on the zipper, she has to admit that she's getting a little anxious.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

It’s a nice feeling to have snuck away with someone, while feeling lonely in a bar, and not regret your decision the next morning.

He’s getting to know her well enough to know when she’s feeling anxious. The Corellian decides to take it as a compliment, but doesn’t seem to be sharing the same body language. His fists aren’t clenched. He’s not breathing heavy or shifting his weight in discomfort. There is one tell that shows that he’s eager for what’s likely to come next, though, and that is not very well disguised by pants without underwear.

“Where’d this outfit come from?” He asks ... it suddenly dawning on him that she didn’t have time to grab new clothes when they rushed to answer the alarm.

[cheeseburgermarvel]

She totally agrees with that. Taking him back to her place still felt like a good idea this morning, even with the wake up from the Wookiee.

And speaking of, she gets a touch of concern on her face when he asks that question. He's seen her powers in action and still stuck around, but she's a bit worried that one more just might break the camel's back.

"It's...one of my powers. I can phase my clothes into other clothes."

[twelve_not_fourteen]

He doesn’t dream that she could feel insecure about her abilities. Or insecure around someone like him. So the pause doesn’t register as hesitation as much as it seems like she must be collecting her thoughts. Trying to put into words something unique and amazing into something he could grasp.

Everything is special about this girl. You can’t even say she puts her pants on one leg at a time like anyone else, because she doesn’t. It makes him wonder how anyone with so many gifts could be satisfied with someone like him - a man who spent virtually every moment he can remember just trying to prove people should notice him. All he can think to do is to cover up those thoughts and feelings with the most charming smile he can manage.

“I don’t know if I’d believe anyone could do all this if I didn’t see it with my own eyes.”

[cheeseburgermarvel]

Carol still has this small fear that he may decide that enough is enough and it's more than he wants to wrap his head around. She loves her abilities and everything about them, but not everyone is as cool with them as she wishes they were.

But she lets out a small laugh at his response and gives his arms a light squeeze. "Then I'm glad you've been looking." Because it's much easier to be herself around him then having to tiptoe around it.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

“It’s hard not to like what I see.”

A slight reassurance, not that he thinks she needs it, but because that feels like it’s the response for the moment. It’s also a bit flirty and that’s the other reason that he said it. It’s fun to flirt with the lady from earth with all the special powers.

He punctuates the thought with a kiss:

[cheeseburgermarvel]

She returns the kiss with a smile and draws it out for quite some time. It's really nice to kiss a man who is not freaking out about her powers and flirting with her.

"You're damn charming. Now let's get back to the zipper." Because he only got it about a third of the way down before commenting on the outfit. She's very eager and his sweatpants aren't hiding the fact that he's at least a little eager.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

"Yes, Captain."

He's eager too. It's just that he might be a little bit better at keeping in contained - apart from the throbbingly obvious - than she is.

The zipper gets pulled the rest of the way down faster than he was moving before. The reveal of more skin, faintly warm where his rough hand grazes against her, make it even more of a challenge to stay relaxed.

He does what he can to help her shrug out of the uniform when they've gotten beyond the pesky zipper.

[cheeseburgermarvel]

Just in case the alarm had ended in a fight or with someone she really had to sweet talk, Carol had made sure to dress properly. So once they peel off the uniform, she still has on plain gray underwear and sports bra. But she's eager so she pulls off the bra and then steps in close to hook her fingers over the waistband of his pants.

"Good work," she comments with a grin before working gently, but purposefully, on his pants.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

She did a much better job of being dressed to answer the proximity alarm than he was, so it’s not like he was gonna judge. He isn’t known for dressing especially well even when he wasn’t trying to go full speed toward a warning sound - though he does know a few who put a lot more concern into the way they look than he does. It’s just ... not that important to him and he only dresses up when he feels like he has to.

He purses his lips when she starts handling what little he’s wearing. His big hands settle on hers and he coaxes them into helping him get naked. When the pants start to roll of his hips, all that maleness that he’s packing springs out toward her.

“I am to please.”

[cheeseburgermarvel]

Yeah, his rugged handsomeness means he doesn't need to dress up. The simple outfit he wore yesterday was not only functional, but he looked damn good in it. He struck her as a person who generally looked damn good in anything he wore.

Once his pants are down, she wraps her hands around his cock and alternates them in long, sure strokes. "So any ideas this morning?" She had some of her own, certainly, but she felt it polite to ask.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

He can't quite pull off the easy look of confidence that he normally can when she's got her hands all over him like that. It's not that he's lacking for it at the moment, but it is hard to be casual under the circumstances. His attention flicks back and forth between her hands and her eyes.

"I got a lot of ideas." His voice has taken on the qualities of syrup - thick, sweet and sticky. "One of them was to take our time waking up, but we'll have to try that on another day."

[cheeseburgermarvel]

At first Carol just smiles and leans in to press a series of slow kisses to his neck. Her hands keep up the steady pace as her lips move over his skin.

"Yeah, that was a bit interrupted by a proximity alarm. But I will take a rain check on that." Though she can't say it's the first time an alarm has woken her up and it's sure not to be the last. "Which, with that data, I'll have a lot more free time than I expected to."

[twelve_not_fourteen]

He lets out a sigh. It had been building up for a while, in the back of his throat, but he can’t keep in anymore when she gets near. She’s so warm and the feel of her close to him is ... nice. His hands settle on her hips - to keep that proximity or maybe because he feels like he needs to hang on to something.

The thought that his data could help free up some extra time for her had crossed his mind. It was more of an afterthought behind helping warn her of some of the more treacherous regions of the space out here, but it did occur to him.

“Just don’t upload the charts all at once.” He murmurs. “Whomever you’re checking in with will wonder why you’re still hanging around.”

[cheeseburgermarvel]

Oh, he did like her. It had been pretty evident before, but she likes the small reminders.

"I won't." It's a bad call in terms of resources and time, but Carol can't help herself. She wants to spend more time with him and get to know him a little better. Obviously they haven't known each other long, but she's definitely interested in peeling back his layers.

Carol gently moves them closer to the bed and coaxes him to take a seat. Once he's down, she straddles his lap and finds his mouth with her own.

[twelve_not_fourteen]

It’s only a time sink if she’s sure that she can trust him. This man, whom she just met, that’s admitted that he’s a criminal. If it’s a delicate mission, she probably should take a little time to be sure that it’s good intel anyway.

Han is pretty trusting of her, though. Wherever she’s leading him he’s eager to be. Her bed is a location that he’s hopeful to make a lot of return trips to.

Captain Solo returns her kiss fiercely. Handling him the way that she has been for the last couple of minutes have him eager to advance position. Rubbing up on her if she’s not quite on top of him ... or starting to thrust if she is.

[cheeseburgermarvel]

She isn’t sure 100% if she can trust him, but she’s more than 50%, definitely. Didn’t take off with anything in the middle of the night, didn’t attempt to do anything other than have some great sex, and didn’t seem to have any ulterior motives.

But yes, she did plan to verify a decent amount of the data just to make sure that it was good before sending it back.

“Mmm,” she hums as she feels him rub up against her. She doesn’t need any more coaxing than that. Carol reaches down to make sure that they are firmly lined up and then sinks down onto him. “Oh yes,” she murmurs. It feels just as good as last night.