That was also where they differed. Jyn had never been a paragon of patience, and even now, still tended to act without thinking first, which she knew frustrated him to no end. But in this, she could take a breath, steady her nerves, and attempt to draw out their mutual pleasure for as long as possible before she snapped. She never actually lasted as long as she would like, but she was learning.
Jyn would like to think that Kay would approve of their growing relationship, but at the same time, she knew that she would have had to work hard to prove that she had Cassian's best interests in mind, that she wasn't interested in loving and leaving, that whatever this was, it was for the long haul, no matter what came their way. Even now, she was adamant about proving as much. However nerve-wracking the prospect, she couldn't imagine living a life without him by her side. It hurt to think otherwise.
Just because it started with a shared near-death experience didn't mean that what they felt wasn't real.
She breathed out a sharp, harsh little breath, careful even as they tried to hurry the undressing along. Now was not the time to hurt his leg, no matter how inadvertently. But once they were free of what little clothing remained between them, they were free to come together in a heated kiss, to touch and tease and explore each other for the hundredth time, to come together in the best way that they knew how.
Her legs parted easily, offering him all the access he could ever want when it came to touching her, to readying her for what was to come, and she moaned wantonly underneath the sweet onslaught of fingers and mouth all at once, her own trailing a path from his shoulders down his chest, down down until she was able to close slim, calloused fingers around his cock, adamant upon pleasing him, too, making Cassian make noise for her, just as he was adamant upon pulling from her.
She shuddered, laughing, her voice deep and dark with her ever-growing desire, rocking her hips against his fingers restlessly, forever craving more. "No, you don't. You want me all to yourself, don't you? You don't want anyone to know what we do behind closed doors, to be jealous of us, how we make each other feel.
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Jyn would like to think that Kay would approve of their growing relationship, but at the same time, she knew that she would have had to work hard to prove that she had Cassian's best interests in mind, that she wasn't interested in loving and leaving, that whatever this was, it was for the long haul, no matter what came their way. Even now, she was adamant about proving as much. However nerve-wracking the prospect, she couldn't imagine living a life without him by her side. It hurt to think otherwise.
Just because it started with a shared near-death experience didn't mean that what they felt wasn't real.
She breathed out a sharp, harsh little breath, careful even as they tried to hurry the undressing along. Now was not the time to hurt his leg, no matter how inadvertently. But once they were free of what little clothing remained between them, they were free to come together in a heated kiss, to touch and tease and explore each other for the hundredth time, to come together in the best way that they knew how.
Her legs parted easily, offering him all the access he could ever want when it came to touching her, to readying her for what was to come, and she moaned wantonly underneath the sweet onslaught of fingers and mouth all at once, her own trailing a path from his shoulders down his chest, down down until she was able to close slim, calloused fingers around his cock, adamant upon pleasing him, too, making Cassian make noise for her, just as he was adamant upon pulling from her.
She shuddered, laughing, her voice deep and dark with her ever-growing desire, rocking her hips against his fingers restlessly, forever craving more. "No, you don't. You want me all to yourself, don't you? You don't want anyone to know what we do behind closed doors, to be jealous of us, how we make each other feel.
I'm your little secret, aren't I?"