[ hands free now, jyn decides they can roam freely across his back, encountering scars she's become so well acquainted with during their massages. it's a different angle now but it's familiar and it grounds her in something she knows when the rest of this is all new and uncertain.
god, what if she's shit? what if she doesn't remember how anything works? what if she can't... she and hadder were teenage idiots, there was approximately no build up and it was over in a handful of minutes. this has already gone on ten times longer, something is definitely building. but what if she blows it?
ughhhhhhhhhhhh.
she tries to force herself to focus on what cassian is doing, shoving her uncertainty away. this is new, they are new, they can learn it together, it's fine! they'll learn what they like, together! as a team.
a team that is still making her wriggle beneath him, even while she's having an existential crisis. still tilting her head to encourage his lips and teeth and tongue to continue while some small part of her is freaking out at the reality of what they're doing. she focuses on the sensation of his sure, strong fingers against delicate skin, his warm breath against her throat, the weight of him pressing down on her. it makes her dizzy, but it burns away some of the anxiety and that is a fair trade. ]
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god, what if she's shit? what if she doesn't remember how anything works? what if she can't... she and hadder were teenage idiots, there was approximately no build up and it was over in a handful of minutes. this has already gone on ten times longer, something is definitely building. but what if she blows it?
ughhhhhhhhhhhh.
she tries to force herself to focus on what cassian is doing, shoving her uncertainty away. this is new, they are new, they can learn it together, it's fine! they'll learn what they like, together! as a team.
a team that is still making her wriggle beneath him, even while she's having an existential crisis. still tilting her head to encourage his lips and teeth and tongue to continue while some small part of her is freaking out at the reality of what they're doing. she focuses on the sensation of his sure, strong fingers against delicate skin, his warm breath against her throat, the weight of him pressing down on her. it makes her dizzy, but it burns away some of the anxiety and that is a fair trade. ]
Mmm, do that again.