[ there is something unexpectedly intimate in this moment, and cassian swallows, because he doesn't know what to do with that. he has seen her naked plenty, he's pulled off all sorts of clothes, but the way his hands meander over her back as he reveals it slowly is far more intimidating than anything else he's ever done to her. ]
[ his breath feels caught in his chest as he sweeps the sleeves off her shoulders, letting his fingertips dance down her spine, over the band of her bra, and catching on the final few buttons down on her lower back. the unbuttoning there is far gentler than he thinks he's ever been with jyn. ]
No. [ his voice is lower than he intended, in a quiet way. he shudders, then darts one hand out to curl around her leg, clutching tightly at the top most of her inner thigh, thumb idly brushing her underwear. clearly the best way to handle whatever is happening with her dress is to ignore it. ] They are better suited here. You just have so many buttons.
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[ his breath feels caught in his chest as he sweeps the sleeves off her shoulders, letting his fingertips dance down her spine, over the band of her bra, and catching on the final few buttons down on her lower back. the unbuttoning there is far gentler than he thinks he's ever been with jyn. ]
No. [ his voice is lower than he intended, in a quiet way. he shudders, then darts one hand out to curl around her leg, clutching tightly at the top most of her inner thigh, thumb idly brushing her underwear. clearly the best way to handle whatever is happening with her dress is to ignore it. ] They are better suited here. You just have so many buttons.