He made for such a beautiful sight, and all Jyn wanted was for this moment to last forever, to commit every second of it - of Cassian - to memory. Jyn easily welcomed him back down beside her, settling close once his hand trailed from shoulder to lower back and stayed there, holding her steady.

Jyn kept still and silent, save for her erratic breathing, so touched as Cassian took his time in learning her, first with fingertips, then with nose and lips, and if she didn't already love him before, the way he was treating her with such care and caution would have seen her falling all over again.

And then she felt as he ever so softly caress the curve of her bare breast, and a quiet, unsteady moan tumbled from her lips.