Well, the Falcon has been the main lady in his life for a long, long while... Being enough to distract from his ship places Leia pretty damn high. Even if it doesn't exactly sound complimentary. Fortunately, he'd rather show his appreciation in other ways; the slow exploration of her body with hands and lips, the still slightly stunned look in his eyes here and there.

After a moment he does pull away, just a little bit, breathing raggedly and grinning widely. He's got a thumb hooked lazily into the waistband of her pants, his other hand splayed on her thigh. It takes some awkward curling but he manages to lean down to take her breast in his mouth, teasing lightly with his teeth, remembering the way she'd groaned when he put his mouth on her and hoping for a repeat performance.