bakerstreet | Please, sir, I'd like some more Smut Picture Prompts

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Every now and again, a person had to ... blow off some steam. It had been a long damn time coming for Jyn, and well-deserved, she thought after ... everything. She'd spoken to Kanan a time or two before, had been intrigued, even though it seemed that she never had the time to follow through.

Blessedly, she found him again in a rare quiet moment. And perhaps it was a bit tactless, but she wasn't in the habit of playing games, especially when it came to something that she wanted, so there was no shame in her eyes or in her voice when she suggested that they find someplace a little more ... private.

And here they were, hardly wasting any time at all to share the heated, desperate kisses of people who haven't experienced them in a woefully long time. There was no hesitation in practically tearing each other's clothes off, hurried explorations of each other's bared bodies more than enough to ensure that the moment he pushed into her, she was wet and wanting and ready.

The base, for once, was relatively quiet-- the way it only was after a major engagement. But that only meant people weren't rushing in every direction, alarms weren't blaring, and announcements weren't coming over the PA system every few seconds. So at first, Jyn's suggestion of privacy seemed to have to do with talking. But then Kanan reached out with the Force and brushed against her emotions.

The former Jedi had blushed a little under the simple scarf he wore over his eyes when not in action, but he accompanied her without hesitation.

He'd been around the Rebellion long enough to merit his own quarters, and they were happy to take advantage. Even without his sight, Kanan could tell how beautiful the woman was, and he'd already been attracted to her spirit and her voice to begin with. It didn't take long before they were both naked, and Jyn's body felt amazing against his bare skin as they settled in with each other.

Call it ... the calm before the next storm. And there was always going to be a next storm. While most personnel were thoroughly dedicated to their duties, and although she knew that she could be pulled into a meeting at a moment's notice, Jyn decided to take initiative now rather than wait. Who knew if or when there would be a more opportune moment?

She hadn't meant to be crass more than she'd meant to be straightforward and direct. But ... there was definitely something to be said for the color as it bloomed across Kanan's cheeks. Truth be told? Jyn kind of wanted to see it deepen, or grow, or ... even just more than this one time.

She was grateful for the privacy that going to his quarters afforded them. After all, she didn't have any of her own yet, didn't even know if she was going to stay, so, might as well take advantage while they could. She sighed and shivered under the gentle caresses of his hands, pulling him close for a kiss. "Do you like how I feel?", she asked, her lips brushing his with every movement. It should be clear by the way that she moved against him restlessly that she liked how he felt.

Kanan certainly didn't mind Jyn being so straightforward-- in fact, he appreciated it, especially since even with his Force powers, people still tended to treat a blind man as fragile and untouchable. Jyn was decidedly finding him touchable, and that fact gave him shivers of pleasure every time the woman's hands moved over his skin.

"I sure do," Kanan replied, the timbre of his voice beginning to lower and grow rougher. "Every little curve," he went on, his hands caressing the woman's breasts. "Every little bit," Kanan continued, rolling his fingers over her nipples while the rest of their bodies writhed against each other.

He was more capable and competent than most people that Jyn knew, and so, she felt that there was no need to sugarcoat anything. Which included if he was interested in her proposition, and even if he weren't. There would have been no hard feelings.

Thank the Force that he was interested. There was something incredibly sexy about the way that he responded to her, not to mention the way that he got her to respond to him so easily as well, a hot, heavy sigh escaping her lips the moment that he began teasing her sensitive nipples.

"Mm, and I like how you're ... exploring me. Your hands - oh, they feel so good."

Kanan smiled to himself. Losing his sight had made all of his other senses far more sensitive, and so he could feel even the smallest aspects of her body's reaction to his touch, finding the way her nipples tightened and stiffened from his attentions.

"Then I have a feeling you'll like this too."

Leaning down, the Jedi pulled one rosy peak between his lips and licked at it before switching to the other side. He worked at her breasts for some time, all the while feeling his cock growing, swelling, and hardening against Jyn's belly.

He could probably feel every tremble that rocked her body, no matter how small. And his thorough, careful attention made every moment well worth holding back her legendary impatience. Jyn was hardly a paragon of it, after all, but in this case, she could see the merits of taking things slowly.

Her breath caught in her throat in the moment that Kanan switched from fingers to mouth, and her back arched unconsciously, pushing her all the closer still, made all the better when she could feel exactly the effect that all of this was having on him, too.

"Oh, fuck", she whispered, her voice wavering softly. "You're amazing - "

"You're good inspiration," Kanan replied with a smirk, before giving each of her nipples a last tug with his lips before kissing his way back up Jyn's neck to her mouth. He rolled his hips, reminding the woman of just how hard she'd gotten him and how close his cock was to the warmth of her center.

"So tell me, do you want to play a little more, or do you want me inside?"

He had enough patience for either answer, but just enough.

Nobody had ever said anything quite so lovely to Jyn before, and her breath caught in her throat to hear it. Hopefully, he'd take it as just another sign of her ever-growing arousal, not the fact that she was ... touched to hear something so sweet.

She moaned hotly, very aware of the effect all of their teasing was having on the both of them, and more certain than ever of what she wanted.

"In - inside", she answered, her stuttering voice betraying her impatience. "I can't wait anymore, I need ... "

If Kanan had ever learned anything, it was how to at least appear to be completely under control. Of course, nothing had ever tested that the way laying naked with Jyn and teasing one another into a fever pitch had, so the Jedi was glad to hear that the woman was done with the preamble.

He nodded, then leaned in to kiss her. "I need it, too," he whispered hotly, then reached down to guide himself towards her entrance. A roll of Kanan's hips and the head of him was pressing against her center, slowly inching inside. He groaned as the slick heat of her began to surround him.

Jyn Erso wasn't the most patient person the galaxy had ever known, and now was certainly not going to be the exception to the rule. The first kisses they'd shared had more then ensured that she'd be wet and ready by the time her impatience got the better of her and she was aching for more.

"Kanan ... ", she murmured, her lips brushing his with every syllable. And then he was pushing into her, frustratingly slowly, and she groaned, more than aware of the way that her body stretched to accommodate him, how full he made her feel.

The going wasn't slow for any lack of intent. Kanan was at just as much of a fever pitch as Jyn, and under other circumstances, he'd have sunk himself into her to the hilt without hesitation, but the truth was that his fellow rebel was just so damn tight around his length that going any harder might hurt her, and that wasn't going to happen.

Instead, it was delightful torture as Jyn sheathed him inch by inch, making Kanan's head swim with her heat. "You feel..." He groaned, unable to find the words, just sounds to let her know. "Jyn, you feel..."

Well. It had been quite some time since the last time Jyn had found herself in a position like this. And before that ... there'd only been a handful of times that she'd indulged. And none of those times had ever felt like this one did, nobody had ever made her feel the things that Kanan was.

Her fingers dug into the skin of his shoulders, sure to leave little half-moon marks behind, for which she'd apologize later. For the moment, she needed to anchor herself down as securely as she could, while she acclimated to the stretch and burn, so familiar, and yet, unlike anything she'd ever known before.

"You, too ... oh, Force, you too - "

A little bit more, and with the help of Jyn gripping at his shoulders, Kanan finally felt himself sink into her to the hilt. He stopped, simply letting the feeling of her smooth, slick channel grip at his length for a few moments. Kanan sighed, leaning back down to kiss her.

"Let me know when you're ready," he told Jyn, knowing she'd need a moment to get used to accommodating him once more.

With some time and some effort, they got there, and Jyn was certain of one thing, at least, and it was that she'd never felt this way before. She knew, somewhere far beyond the haze settling over her, that if this was the only time they'd ever get to be together like this ... she'd never feel anything quite like it again.

And as she returned his kiss with gusto, Jyn knew without a shadow of a doubt that she did not want that. Maybe ... this would be something good for the both of them. Maybe they deserved something good.

Slowly, experimentally, she rolled her hips, and groaned quietly as she did. "I think ... o - oh ... I think I'm ready ... "

Please, sir, I'd like some more Smut Picture Prompts

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