Well Krennic certainly didn't refuse her more amorous advances because he was trying to be cruel to her. It should have been obvious how much he wanted to give in. And yet, he was a stubborn man who surprisingly had morals and convictions, despite his past serving the Empire. Eventually he probably would give in - he was only human, after all, and a man at that - but until then, he held strong. That didn't stop him from enjoying those rather heated make-out sessions with her, of course. There were so many things they could still do, and he enjoyed them quite a lot - probably because he was doing them with her.
Truly, it was Jyn's fault for turning him into the somewhat sentimental sap he had become.
Meanwhile, at her comments, he smirked lightly in amusement. He raised his brow at her, expression cheeky. "You know, I should probably just have at it in my current condition. A little grease never killed anybody... and it would certainly make all those lovely rumors fly about the base again when they saw you looking so ruffled." Krennic had been advancing on her slowly as he spoke, and when he was close enough he reached out to touch her cheek, cupping it lightly in one hand. He stroked her cheek lightly for a moment.
...and then, of course, he just pulled away, still smiling crookedly. Of course, in the process he left a swipe of grease behind on her cheek, and it made his smile broaden into a grin. "Be right back, sweetheart. Make yourself at home. Pour yourself a drink." He gave her a good-natured wink, before turning to head to the 'fresher. Krennic wasn't actually going to wash up completely, just enough so that he would be somewhat decent and presentable enough for her.
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Truly, it was Jyn's fault for turning him into the somewhat sentimental sap he had become.
Meanwhile, at her comments, he smirked lightly in amusement. He raised his brow at her, expression cheeky. "You know, I should probably just have at it in my current condition. A little grease never killed anybody... and it would certainly make all those lovely rumors fly about the base again when they saw you looking so ruffled." Krennic had been advancing on her slowly as he spoke, and when he was close enough he reached out to touch her cheek, cupping it lightly in one hand. He stroked her cheek lightly for a moment.
...and then, of course, he just pulled away, still smiling crookedly. Of course, in the process he left a swipe of grease behind on her cheek, and it made his smile broaden into a grin. "Be right back, sweetheart. Make yourself at home. Pour yourself a drink." He gave her a good-natured wink, before turning to head to the 'fresher. Krennic wasn't actually going to wash up completely, just enough so that he would be somewhat decent and presentable enough for her.