Jyn cried out sharply arched back and pushed further than he'd been before, and suddenly, unexpectedly, she saw stars, shuddering as he touched parts of her she hadn't previously know about, parts that sent a white-hot heat coursing through her. And thank the stars that he had enough presence of mind to hold her close, to hold her steady even as he pressed his forehead to hers, and then against her throat, where she was sure her pulse was nearly beating out of her skin. Heart to heart, face to face, their bodies moved in time, and she had never felt anything so ... all-encompassing.

And that was before he touched her again, explored her skin, anchoring her back to the moment - to him - touched her and kissed her and found a way to help her move all the more firmly against him, and as she cried out for him, because it all felt like too much, Jyn knew that she would never want this - any of it - with anyone else.

"Not without you", she moaned, her voice and the words muffled by the heated kiss.