Call her greedy, but Jyn wanted so much with Cassian that she hardly knew where to begin. And it felt so good - so right - in his embrace that she never wanted to leave it.
She didn't know how two people as broken as they were could fit together so perfectly, but somehow, the edges of their cracked and missing pieces seemed to slot together just right. Maybe, somehow, they now carried little pieces of each other and always would. Maybe they would always be better together than apart. Maybe, however impossible the thought, this had all been meant to be.
How Cassian was so observant, even in this, Jyn would never know, but she was grateful for his dedication in paying attention to her, to the way she reacted to him, and worked all the harder to bring her pleasure. All she could hope for was that he was finding the same satisfaction - and trust that he would tell her if he wasn't, so they could experiment and find a way to please them both.
They moved in time, always perfectly in sync, and all Jyn could do was cry out for him, so overcome by the emotion of it all, the knowledge of what they had - what they were only just barely setting in.
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Date: 2019-06-06 05:11 am (UTC)She didn't know how two people as broken as they were could fit together so perfectly, but somehow, the edges of their cracked and missing pieces seemed to slot together just right. Maybe, somehow, they now carried little pieces of each other and always would. Maybe they would always be better together than apart. Maybe, however impossible the thought, this had all been meant to be.
How Cassian was so observant, even in this, Jyn would never know, but she was grateful for his dedication in paying attention to her, to the way she reacted to him, and worked all the harder to bring her pleasure. All she could hope for was that he was finding the same satisfaction - and trust that he would tell her if he wasn't, so they could experiment and find a way to please them both.
They moved in time, always perfectly in sync, and all Jyn could do was cry out for him, so overcome by the emotion of it all, the knowledge of what they had - what they were only just barely setting in.