candor1 | Open RP Post

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He didn't let up, wanting to give her continuous sensation and build… but for the barest instant, he moved just far enough back to breathe, "Dámelo. Give it to me, Jyn."

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wherehopegoes

Of course he was completely dedicated to the task. Of course he was thinking of her more than he was himself. And his was a command that she wanted to follow. As she trembled underneath the ministrations of hands and mouth, she knew that it was imminent, she was going to do just that.

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candor1

His fingers ran over her back, his thumb ran over her hand, his tongue…

He thought he could be satisfied doing nothing else with the rest of his life. Just this, with Jyn.

He wondered when was the last time he'd felt himself to be home.

It wasn't this room, this city, this planet; it was her.

What's too much to need someone…? what's too much to put on another person…?

Never mind. Don't mind. Worries later. Right now, only this. Only her. And whatever he could give her, and all she might not know she was giving him, back.

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wherehopegoes

There was clearly a conversation to be had when all was said and done and they had exhausted the surplus of relief and adrenaline that had led them to this point.

He had told her welcome home and she had hoped that she had, indeed, found a place to belong.

With Cassian.

But she didn't want to distract herself from the touch of his hand, the way he used his mouth to bring her pleasure. Later. Right now, it was just this, just them. And as her breath caught in her throat and her toes curled again and she clutched the blanket tightly in one fist, she knew that there was nowhere else she would rather be.

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candor1

She was so self-contained, so centered and well-trained, maybe not realizing how she might be holding herself back…? Well, Jyn the overorphaned, the best partisan soldier, the self-sufficient and exquisitely constrained, let's see if we can make you lose that composure.

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wherehopegoes

Constant vigilance had been ingrained in her ever since she was a child - first, as a game, then, as a way of life. So it was a difficulty, to say the least, to get out of her head and let her instincts take control. But with every swipe of his tongue and every broken moan that she uttered in response, she was coming closer and closer to letting go completely.

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candor1

He kept his hand steady in hers, their fingers entwined. But his other hand might be brought to better use…

He massages a circle in the small of her back, then runs his fingers around her ribs to the front. For a moment he presses the flat of his palm to her stomach; then, all his senses alert for any signal of protest, moves his hand gently up to her breast.

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wherehopegoes

Jyn held on tightly, grateful for the sense of safety that she could take from such a gesture. And she hoped that somehow, she was offering him the exact same thing in return.

The touch of his hand as he trailed from her back to her front was not unexpected nor unwanted, and far from showing any signs of protest, her pleased little groan and the soft shivering of her body should have been clue enough of how much she enjoyed the attention.

It's when his fingers traced along the underside of her breast that she found herself inhaling sharply, the ache that had been building between her thighs suddenly a deep throbbing sensation. Yes, that was good.

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candor1

There we go… He kept his touch light, following her swells, like he was mapping her, memorizing her. Then, still so gently, replaced his fingertips with his palm, appreciative and attentive, like he was moulding her from clay.

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wherehopegoes

Still so careful with her, even in this, and Jyn relished the way that he took every inch of her in with so much dedication. How she wanted for the tables to be turned so that she could lavish attention on Cassian, too.

When was the last time that anyone had ... ?

Or maybe she didn't actually want to know ...

She settled trembling fingers atop his, and urged him to squeeze a little more firmly, his name on her lips a plea or a mantra or maybe a little of both.

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candor1

He took the cue immediately and ably. Though her saying his name like that caused him to tremble, too. Jyn… my Jyn… brave and wild and amazing Jyn…

For the first time, to his own surprise, he felt glad of his training. He'd always assumed it ruled out truly spontaneous, un-ulterior coupling, for him, forever. But now… he just found it meant less impediment between desire and reality; less of a learning curve to make it good for her. No amount of technique ever took the place of real intimacy, familiarity—but it could certainly move things along.

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wherehopegoes

Jyn hadn't anticipated feeling like fireworks were exploding all over her body, but that was exactly what happened as her nerve endings began firing one-by-one.

She couldn't focus on all the things he had done before - the who's and the where's and the why's - because he was with her now, not because he had to be, but because he wanted to be, because he had chosen to be.

Unthinking, Jyn slid her free hand down her stomach until, with practiced fingertips, she began stroking her sensitive little nub, completely focused on reaching the release that felt like it was just out of her reach.

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candor1

He made room for her hand at once, moving himself down, until he was tasting her nectared tissues, going as deep with his tongue as he could… and when he came up for air, he said, with hoarse devotion, "Tell me what you want?"

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wherehopegoes

At least Cassian didn't seem annoyed as Jyn added to the pleasure that he was so dutifully giving her. She sighed heavily, shuddering as he turned his attention elsewhere.

She felt such a mess, panting and dazed, dizzy with desire, but despite that - didn't he know already what it was that she wanted more than anything else?

"You."

In whatever ways he would share himself with her.

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candor1

His eyes positively darkened, with emotion and a hunger… and he gazed at her for a moment like he needed her light to power him…

Then, carefully, almost tentatively, moved his body up hers again, so they were face-to-face… and his obvious arousal was right there, held just back, above hers… and his hand between them bumped against hers, ready if need be to guide himself where… but he hesitated, again seeking her eyes.

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wherehopegoes

Cassian had never looked at Jyn like that before, and she couldn't deny that the heat in his eyes was exciting in a way that she hadn't felt before, that the blood in her veins wasn't positively boiling to be the recipient of it - the cause of it.

And then he shifted positions again, carefully and cautiously settling himself just above her, close, but not close enough, and she felt as though she almost couldn't breathe, couldn't speak, couldn't even act except to meet his eyes and nod almost imperceptibly, fingers shaky as she bumped his - and then reached out further, wanting to know what it felt like if she just ... for a moment ... touched him much like he had her.

She wet dry lips, her voice as shaky as her fingers as she asked - "May I?"

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candor1

He seemed a bit stunned, for a moment. Then moved his own hand aside, setting it to rest beside her head, where his fingers could run a moment through her hair, and he nodded. His voice hoarse but glad. "You can do anything."

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wherehopegoes

How could she not want to? How could she not want to learn him like he was learning her, how could she not want to give him the same sorts of pleasure. Jyn didn't want to be greedy, not in this

She flexed her fingers, but made no more move to continue on her quest, choosing instead to keep her eyes firmly on Cassian's, taking him in intently as she could manage. "Don't tell me that - ", she answered, although there was still a hope in her voice, in her expression. "There's so much that I want with you, Cassian."

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candor1

"I didn't mean…"

He dropped any instinct of a sabacc face; let her see him struggling to gather his thoughts. "I meant… I can't imagine anything you could do that I don't want, too. With you."

Both his hands moved to brush back her hair and frame her face. His own was suspended a breath away.

"I trust you," he whispered. "And there's so much I want with you, too."

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wherehopegoes

Jyn's composure crumbled completely, and for a moment, she appeared absolutely crushed because she felt absolutely crushed. But she struggled to regain control so that she could give Cassian the attention he deserved ...

While simultaneously wishing she could just disappear.

Stupid, she thought, even as he spoke words that she had been wanting to hear from him, silent and still even as he pushed her hair out of her face and carefully cradled her cheeks in his hands.

She might have whispered 'are you sure' in return, but what she meant was do you mean it and you don't have to say it just because I want it and any number of other worries and fears.

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candor1

"Hey…" He kissed her forehead, her cheek, and her mouth. He pulled back to meet her eyes. He looked completely at a loss. "What is it? What's wrong?" He would not make this moment about him, even to panic that he'd done something terrible. If he had, if she let him, he'd make it right.

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wherehopegoes

This was not the conversation that Jyn wanted to have while she and Cassian were in this position, just on the verge ...

But then, if not now, what, feeling awkward and unsure at a moment when she should be feeling anything but? Still, she accepted the kisses, and her heart dropped to see Cassian so confused, and she swallowed hard as she lifted her hands and brushed gentle touches to his shoulders, along the lengths of his arms.

Why was it so hard to speak and risk ruining the moment completely?

"I assumed that this was ... not just sex. I had ... hoped ... that it might be more?"

But after hearing the 'I didn't mean ... ' as the first thing to leave Cassian's mouth ... Jyn wasn't very sure at all anymore.

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candor1

He blinked. "I… assumed the same. Jyn… I'll stop right now if this threatens my staying at your side for the rest of my life."

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wherehopegoes

Jyn closed her eyes momentarily, and when she opened them again, they were a little watery, but still bright, regardless. Now she lifted her hands, placed her palms gently against his cheeks, holding steady.

"You want that with me?"

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candor1

Minutely, so as not to displace her hands, he nodded.

"I've never put anyone or anything ahead of a mission in my whole life. I put you ahead of the mission three times. I'm yours, Jyn," he said quietly. "If you don't want me around, I won't be. But wherever I am, I'll still be yours."