Theyâre too good a team, Cassian and Jyn. Left to themselves theyâd make love the way they do everything else: fast and efficiently. Theyâd fit their bodies together like well-made machinery, perfectly synced, the whole process of pleasure streamlined down to its essence.
Bodhiâs seen them do it; itâs beautiful to watch.
Heâd think they donât know what theyâre missing, if they werenât both fully capable of taking their time with him. Jynâs wet blossom-mouth, lingering where he wants it most; Cassianâs strong hands mapping every inch of him. They should give each other the same. Heâs only one man.
















