He closed his eyes and pressed back into her: foreheads, pounding hearts, breathing chests. Not lower—he kept that held back. That wasn't part of this; not a requirement, not an expectation, not anything. Good if they wanted it. Unnecessary if not.
"Jyn Erso," he murmured. "I promise to be there as long as I can."
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Date: 2019-05-21 03:34 am (UTC)"Jyn Erso," he murmured. "I promise to be there as long as I can."