[ the noise she makes when he presses against her is shameful, or would be if jyn was capable of such a thing. it's nearly lost in the kisses, but it's there, and her fingers hold tighter, nails just beginning to press in.
tiny little crescent moons to complement his scars. ]
What do you like? [ it's breathed out, interrupted by breathy little noises, punctuated by her knee dragging up his thigh, opening up more room for him between her legs. ]
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tiny little crescent moons to complement his scars. ]
What do you like? [ it's breathed out, interrupted by breathy little noises, punctuated by her knee dragging up his thigh, opening up more room for him between her legs. ]