[Jyn throws her head back, arching into his touch, as his fingers crawl underneath the fabric of her trousers. Fingers tangled and tugging on his dark strands of hair, pleading with him with sounds and urging muscles to continue, to take her wherever he might lead her, to undress her down to her bare bones and the galaxy she has swirling within.
Every reaction, every bend into his touch and against his mouth is her consent. Is her invitation. Is her asking for more. One hand's fingers try to dig into the wall behind her without success, the other rakes through his hair, pushing the strands away from his forehead, grip tightening as the quakes jolt down to the soles of her feet. She braces herself against the steadiness and solidity of the wall behind her, teeth digging into the plump flesh of her lower lip to try to stifle the sounds bursting forth from her mouth like an eruption.
She tosses her head forward to gaze down at him, eyes on fire as they burn down towards him. Cheeks flushed, breath in spurts. The hand that had pressed into the wall comes up grip her breast from over her shirt.
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Every reaction, every bend into his touch and against his mouth is her consent. Is her invitation. Is her asking for more. One hand's fingers try to dig into the wall behind her without success, the other rakes through his hair, pushing the strands away from his forehead, grip tightening as the quakes jolt down to the soles of her feet. She braces herself against the steadiness and solidity of the wall behind her, teeth digging into the plump flesh of her lower lip to try to stifle the sounds bursting forth from her mouth like an eruption.
She tosses her head forward to gaze down at him, eyes on fire as they burn down towards him. Cheeks flushed, breath in spurts. The hand that had pressed into the wall comes up grip her breast from over her shirt.
Her voice quivers like the rest of her body.]
Cassian ... Cassian, please ..