The movement of her hips against him was good. Very good. Her gentle fingers writing secrets on his skin. Her breath, her pulse, her mouth… He had to back off a little and run through mental exercises to keep his autonomic reflexes from… engaging.

Usually he had exceptional control… but right now…

(He had so much experience, in so many ways… But not… He'd always wondered what it might be like because he wanted to, with someone he actually liked…)

…he only half-succeeded. Not full rigidity imposing itself, demanding of her… but his body still showed a definite effect.

And a distinct throb accentuated that process, at her voice. What she said.

He pulled back his head, neck arching to do so without separating their bodies; just enough so his eyes could find hers, as his hand found her cheek.

"I love you," he said, quiet and low, back. "By the Force. Jyn… Very much."