jyn can and jyn will, outright ignoring his words to kiss him again. if he wants to talk, they can talk after so he better get this show on the road. even if he does stop talking, jyn isn't going to stop kissing him. the point here, even though cassian interrupted, is to keep kissing him.
she pushes up a little on her knees, pressing him back into the couch more, demanding of his attention as her hands fall to dance her fingers against the hem of his shirt, itching to take it off but unaware where any boundaries may be hiding. maybe this is too much, too soon, maybe he wants to keep his shirt on despite jyn having seen him shirtless since literally day one. she doesn't know so she is letting him decide. ]
[ of course she ignores him. he really should have expected no less! even though it doesn't help his argument, his smile widens and he falls back into kissing her, especially when she presses in even closer. his stomach is butterflies and warmth, and he wants her hands under his shirt, over his skin. he wants to tell her to take it off, but that involves pulling his mouth from hers and maybe she was onto something with the whole nonstop kissing thing. ]
[ he kisses her more and more, briefly biting at her lip, and he breaks again, though he is speaking against her mouth because true to her word, she doesn't stop kissing him herself. ]
You can take it off. [ a beat, where he kisses her again, fingers digging into her waist. ] But not here.
[ he doesn't necessarily mean she can't take his shirt off here, on the couch, but he does not want to continue this here, on the couch. maybe it might be too much too soon but they're both happy and wanting, and cassian tells himself that's enough. ]
[ cassian's locale preference in mind, jyn hums a noise, grabs the front of his shirt and scrambles out of his lap without letting go. she's strong enough to haul him to his feet but honestly he doesn't put up much (if any) of a fight.
her own shirt is left abandoned on the floor but that is neither here nor there. ]
Come on.
[ she drags him toward their bedroom, shoving through the door before it's really open and turning to push him back against it before really closes, dragging his shirt up and up, except now that they are standing she needs a little help to get it all the way over his head, which he provides, leaning over a bit to help her tug it off.
leaving him at just the right height for her to kiss again, curling her arms around his now bare shoulders and pushing herself up against him with a sigh of delight. ]
[ she's right, there is approximately zero fight when she manhandles him to his feet and hauls him towards their room. there's a stupid smile on his face while her sense of urgency drags them both across the apartment. he'll tease her about this, for sure. ]
[ jyn nearly slams him back into the door, and he has to admit he is pretty into it. as soon as she realizes she needs help with his shirt, he's maneuvering so they can yank it up and off. teamwork makes the dream work! she immediately leans in to kiss him, and it might be perfect for her, but he's going to get a cramp in his neck if they stay like this for too long. he runs his hands down her sides, fingers digging into her thighs before he lifts her up and pushes off the door, letting her wind her legs around his waist. ]
[ there, much better angle, because he is already back to kissing her. it takes him a few wobbly seconds to get his footing, stumbling once or twice while he adjusts his grip and takes another step towards the bed. ]
[ his hands on her thighs makes her shiver, and he isn't even touching bare skin. there is enough bare skin for her to feel the emotions of the empathy link slipping between them, love and affection and rising desire making her dizzy with anticipation. ]
If you drop me, Captain, I'll kill you.
[ not dizzy enough to not threaten him.
not needing to hold herself up, her hands skim down his back, smooth motions stuttering slightly when her fingers brush across the huge scar, a spark of tension rising between them before she shoves it away. her kisses roughen, aggressive, like she can drown out any lingering anxiety from their shared past by downing it in love. ]
[ even without the empathy link, cassian thinks this would be even more intense than what he's used to, but the back and forth of their feelings keeps feeding off each other, and maybe that's part of what has him feeling so rushed and eager. he's just... feeling a lot! ]
[ her hands sweep up his back, and he can sense that spike of anxiety alongside everything else when they brush over his scar. he could comment, remind her that it's fine, they're safe, and it's over. but he doesn't want to draw any more attention to his back right now, not when she's kissing him like that. ]
[ so instead he loosens his grip just enough that she slips a few inches, but he catches her swiftly with a smirk on his face. 100% on purpose. ]
Oops.
[ yeah! take that! go ahead and kill him now jyn!! focusing on the teasing seems like the best way to avoid the trap of anxiety, and now his grip puts his hand on her ass, so it's definitely a win. ]
[ the sensation of falling makes a surprised yelp slip past her lips before she grabs the door frame and hauls him back against the door, feeling her own legs hit the door before his shoulders do the same. she ducks in, biting at his neck. ]
Captain, [ she hums, voice low as it rumbles against his throat. ] Don't push me.
[ she knows all his weak spots! she will tickle him until he cries. ]
[ he still wins! her yelp! her lips on his throat! nothing about this makes him feel even close to a loser. he hums as her teeth scrape over his skin, adjusting his grip around her into something more firm, more wanting, even as she gets him shoved against the door again. ]
You are the one doing the pushing here. [ she literally pushed him to the wall! which he still very much likes, but it doesn't stray him from his end goal. he squeezes her ass and tries to tilt her head back up with only gestures, because he wants to kiss her. ] Besides, we are not very well balanced like this.
[ so obviously the solution is to step from the wall yet again. ]
Not my fault you haven't got the upper body strength.
[ she doesn't lean back to kiss him, instead leaving kisses and bites across his neck, licking a stripe up his throat to catch his earlobe between her teeth, breath warm against his skin. ]
If you want something, use your words.
[ rich coming from jyn, the queen of avoiding any and all conversation. it's different now because jyn finds she very much wants to hear what he wants from her. ]
[ the worst part about standing here like this is he can't do anything. his hands are holding her up and her mouth is distractedly discovering his neck, and it's great, honestly, but he doesn't like doing nothing! ]
I thought you did not want me to talk. [ yeah he'll just call her out on that, briefly falling back against the wall while she makes use of her teeth. ] Did you change your mind? Very confusing messages here.
[ he's gonna save his direct "i want" statement till the last possible moment, obviously. ]
[ she does kind of want him to shut up again but she can't tell him to shut up again because she wants him to tell her what he wants. how can she have both things! her legs tighten around his hips and she could hold herself up, but she leaves her weight in his arms so he is trapped holding her. ]
[ he laughs, even as her legs tighten around him and he knows she can hold herself up, that she is positioning herself on purpose. ]
I want you. [ in simplicity. he can't kiss her, but he can at least duck his head towards her ear so his words are echoing in close. his grip on her tightens too; it's like they just keep pulling and pushing and trying to drag each other under in closeness. ] I want you on the bed, and you can keep your legs around me, but I would very much like you without your pants on.
[ she groans, put upon. she knew he was going to want to make it romantic and gross. why can't they just bang against the door? she is very comfortable here! ]
You can have my pants off, but I like it here.
[ she finally kisses him again because he answered her and that is all she really wanted. even if she said he could let her down if he answered, she was clearly bullshitting that part. he cannot let her down yet. ]
[ let him live his romantic and gross life!! apparently he wants to try it out!! ]
[ she kisses him again, finally, and he immediately melts into it and does not offer his counterargument yet. it's coming, but first more kissing, licking at her lips and eager to return attention back on her. he does not move from her mouth when he remembers he isn't giving in, words slipping out between kisses. ] No, I want the bed.
[ he steps away from the wall again; he's still holding her, his legs are the ones on the ground! all he has to do is simply walk to the bed, which is exactly what he starts to do. ]
jyn grabs the wall sconce keeping cassian from going any further unless he wants her to rip it right off the wall. she legs untwist, but the grip of he thighs is still enough to keep her tightly pressed against him. ]
Compromise: the dresser.
[ she releases the light only to gesture at their low dresser. ]
[ on the one hand, jyn's ass cassian has always known jyn's upper body strength was impressive, but it's quite different to literally feel it right against him. he's got his arms around her, but she is still clearly doing some of the work herself. he is maybe swooning internally. ]
[ as soon as she lets go of the light, he steps further from it and further from the dresser till there is nothing around for her to grab except him. so there! ]
No. [ he is!! very firm about this!! even while he ducks in to kiss her and maybe, hopefully distract her with the voracity of it. between the bickering and her thighs, cassian is suddenly even more turned on and resolute. ] We can do that next time.
[ she shouldn't have let go of the light, force damn it. ]
Or the balcony.
[ is she serious? maybe. they have the options at their disposal, but if he wants to decide how they do this then he has to be decisive. her fingers grip into his shoulder, returning his hungry kisses with an eagerness of her own that never had a chance to be tempered. ]
Another idea with appeal. [ right now she could suggest probably anything and he might agree to it, in the future. he likes the options? he likes that it keeps the future so open and sure together? ]
[ but he really just... wants to be close to her, and the bed seems like the best choice for that! it seems so risky with the empathy bond, but she makes him want to take risks. he can already feel how much she wants him, and it gives him just the right amount of motivation to follow through on the next great idea. ]
[ which is lifting jyn upwards and hauling her over his shoulder. ] I want you in a lot of ways Jyn, but I want this one first.
[ is it possible to be incredibly turned on and also be incredibly amused at the same time? jyn lets out a squeal of surprise that turns into a peal of laughter as cassian throws her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. she squirms automatically but he was smart and tucked her legs to the side so she can't kick him in the balls.
that doesn't stop her from slapping his ass. ]
Don't you dare throw me, Cassian Andor.
[ she knows he is going to throw her, she can feel it in her bones, can feel the childlike anticipation seeping out of him. while her warning is perfunctory at best, if it was serious... kinda loses some authority when she is upside down. ]
[ who's got the upper body strength now, jyn?? ha! ]
[ her laugh is a good sign he hasn't overstepped any boundaries, though the delight he can feel so plainly helps too. it's such a nice, warm feeling, and his own is there too, matching once again. it's fun and silly and ridiculous and unlike most of his experiences, and her warning falls on deaf ears. of course he's going to throw her, that was part of the plan from the start! ]
What about a toss?
[ he does not wait for an answer, just pulls her back down and tosses her on the bed. it's with enough force to make her bounce while somehow still being gentle, or maybe it's just the strange softness he feels being with her in general. ]
[ jyn bounces once on their fluffy bed, grinning at cassian. for five full seconds she tries to look offended, but this is all too easy and light for her to be anything but easy and light. she laughs again as she settles against the pillows, arms spread wide. ]
[ if it was really something he thought she would dislike, he wouldn't have done it, but despite how terrifying it was to approach her with his feelings in the first place, this part feels... easier. ]
[ he is very distracted by her all of a sudden though, comfortable and lounging on the bed, arms out like she's ready to welcome him. she's not even naked, but he still just looks at her a little lovestruck before she reminds him that her pants are still on, and he realizes he misses being up in her space. ]
[ cassian shoots her a grin and moves towards the bed, climbing on and crawling up over her. ] Is there actually another option here?
[ before he gets too distracted again, he tucks his hands into the hem of her leggings and starts pulling them down her legs, not waiting for the nonexistent other option and trusting she'll help him along. ]
[ jyn loves cassian's smile, the way it sweeps the years from his face but highlights the little lines around his eyes as they light up. she loves the dimple half hiding behind the stubble across his cheeks, the way he bites his bottom lip when he tries to keep the smile at bay.
ugh, she loves him so much. ]
There is another option, but it involves defenestration.
[ take her pants off or go out the window.
luckily, he is taking her pants off, with her "help". she wriggles around a bit, lifting her hips when necessary, but she doesn't really do much to help. she is enjoying cassian undressing her. ]
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