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bodhi rook || rogue one || ota

[bravenough]

[thecanarylives]

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6

start with 2, add the others as we go?

[bravenough]

[Bodhi isn't clueless by any stretch of the imagination - but he does still suffer from a metric shitton of anxiety (multiple traumas will do that to a person) and when it comes to matters of intimacy, requires Big Hints before he catches on to what's going on.

Not that ... he has that much experience in matters of intimacy, anyway.

Thankfully, Sara isn't exactly the subtle type. As if the searing kiss she's planted on his lips in the instant that they're out of sight isn't hint enough as to what she's looking for, the way she unzips her dress and turns, exposing the lines of her bare back certainly is.

He's a bit hesitant to reach out and touch at first, but when he does, he relishes the way her warm skin feels underneath his rough fingertips as he traces a line down the length of her spine.]

Re: perfect!

[thecanarylives]

[ They've all got their hangups. God knows she does. This war has done a number on them all, but she's learned one thing for certain - their time together is fleeting, and if there's something or someone you want, you don't get a second crack at it all that often.

So no, she's not all that subtle. Maybe it's just the adrenaline of a mission finally, finally going right for once, and maybe it's something deeper that's grown between them. But she's not wasting time, and he doesn't seem to mind.

She lets the dress fall down the length of her body, thin fabric pooling at her feet as she steps out of her shoes. Left bare but for a pair of underwear and thigh high stockings, she glances over her shoulder at him, offering a smile. ]

[bravenough]

[Realistically, Bodhi knows that, as well. He's seen too much and lost too much in his life to let something good slip through his fingertips just because he's afraid. Somewhere, he's heard the adage stay afraid and do it anyway, and he tries to make that his new point of view.

He's not afraid of Sara - although he's no dummy, he knows that she's more than capable of taking care of herself, and that he'd be no match for her if they'd found themselves on opposite sides of this war. Thankfully, they're not, and although it's taken some time, he'd like to think that they're friends, at the very least.

As he watches her undress, quick to return her smile, Bodhi hopes that this could be taking a step toward something more. Even if this turns out to be a new facet to their friendship, it'll be enough.]

In case I haven't already said it - [He starts, his voice soft, his words measured in the hopes that he doesn't stutter] You look amazing tonight.

[thecanarylives]

[ You don't fight a war for as long as they both have without learning how to face your fears head on. And though Bodhi's been through enough that would drive any man mad, he's stronger - much stronger - than he lets on.

She's grown to like him over the missions they've shared together. Felt oddly compelled to protect him, even if her job was to protect the whole damn crew out in the field, anyway. But Bodhi's different. Good. And with so many of their ranks scattered throughout the galaxy, their numbers dwindling, connections like this are harder and harder to come by.

She turns to face him fully, gaze softening as she looks up at him, reaching out a hand to pull him in closer. ]

You clean up pretty well yourself, Pilot. [ She murmurs, leaning back against the table behind her and craning her neck up to place a softer, more gentle kiss against his lips. ]