#alpha han

Regardless of where Han sits in the Falcon, he can still hear Ben’s moans and begs as he writhes in his cabin, consumed by his heat.

They’re out in no-man’s space, stationary on anameless planetoid after making an emergency landing when Ben’s fever became worse and could no longer co-pilot, breathlessly begging Han to help him. Panicked, Han had practically thrown the Falcon down on the planet and half-carried, half-dragged his omega son into hisbunk, reaching underneath the bed to find Ben’s assortment of toys that he uses to satiate his heat.

Han had to get out of there before he became completely intoxicated by Ben’s scent.

“Dad,” Ben’s voice echoes across the Falcon’s otherwise silent chambers. “It-it’s not going away.’

There’s a worried tone to Ben’s voice that sends Han’s paternal instincts into overdrive; despite the kid being almost 20 and not-so-much a ‘kid’ anymore, Han can never resist rushing to his son’s side when he needs him. But Han curses before he stands from his chair and goes to the kid’s cabin, knowing what sight awaits him, finding him nude and flushed on his bed. Ben’s eyes are half-lidded as he rocks himself on a knot that’s suction-cupped to the wall, his body otherwise slack as he fucks his wet and desperate hole onto the toy.

Han remembers to close his mouth once he’s stared for a minute at the way Ben’s hole is stretched around the giant knot of the toy though his greedy son wants more, pulling himself on and off the toy in sporadic movements whilst moaning lowly.

“Not enough,” Ben says, pushing himself fully onto the toy until it’s entirely inside of him. “Notenough.”

“That’s the biggest one you’ve got, kid,” Han says, feeling his body beginning to sweat, his cheeks turning red, his cock demanding attention. “If that isn’t workin’ then I don’t know what else to do.”

“Yours,” Ben moans, pulling himself off the toy to flop down onto the bed, his perky little omega cock bobbing underneath the pressure of needing to come. “Daddy. Need you.”

Han feels his restraints leave him as soon as he hears Ben call him by that name, leaping onto the bed to devour Ben’s mouth in a hungry kiss. Beautiful lips like Leia’s, Han kisses Ben wildly, taking a breath before whispering that he’s going to take good care of his boy.

“Can you get on your knees for me, baby?” Han says, planning kisses all over Ben’s cheeks. “Want to take you from behind.”