It was nice, especially once Luke's movements became a little more intentional and precise. It was nice before, in a sleepy sort of way where even Han wasn't totally conscious of his body and everything felt hazy and nice. But this was better. He liked this too. No one had ever fit against him in quite the same way that Luke had and he wasn't about to shift away from this if the younger man didn't want to. They could do all those other nice things later, and Han still had access to Luke's shoulders and the back of his neck if his lips needed somewhere to settle.
He grinned, again, and tangled his fingers with Luke's. "More, huh?" he hummed, and the sound vibrated slightly in the minuscule space between them. "I could manage more, I think." Han shifted his arm to tuck under Luke's shoulder and lean him back a bit more, while he shifted his hips further forward. And then, with their fingers still loosely entwined, dropped his hand lower and teased his fingertips across Luke's thigh. "This?" he asked, still able to find him and wrap his hand loosely around him even without being able to see. It was slow, steady, almost teasing for the first little bit. But as they found a rhythm between them, his own movements started to get a little more intention behind them.