[she answers his question with gusto. he lets himself be pulled, which isn't a big feat given he's still using her for support. there's a brief flare up his spine from the sudden movement, from the crash into the wall, but he ignores it because jyn is finally kissing him.]
[she wants this too. she wants him. that's another kind of terrifying, but he welcomes it all the same. the churning in his stomach turns into a rush of warmth through his chest instead, and he smiles against her mouth.]
[using the window wall, however, makes it easier for him to use both hands to hold her, because he can just press against her to keep himself upright. his fingers slide up into her hair, and the other cradles her neck. he matches her enthusiasm easily, even tries to deepen it, wanting to know what she tastes like.]
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[she wants this too. she wants him. that's another kind of terrifying, but he welcomes it all the same. the churning in his stomach turns into a rush of warmth through his chest instead, and he smiles against her mouth.]
[using the window wall, however, makes it easier for him to use both hands to hold her, because he can just press against her to keep himself upright. his fingers slide up into her hair, and the other cradles her neck. he matches her enthusiasm easily, even tries to deepen it, wanting to know what she tastes like.]