runakvaed: Jyn wakes in the grey light of an autumn morning, to the feel of a soft breath on her nec
runakvaed:Jyn wakes in the grey light of an autumn morning, to the feel of a soft breath on her neck and the subtle sound of raindrops on the window. She’s still for a long moment, limbs heavy, before she moves her hand up to run her fingers through the hair of the owner of said breath. Cassian lazily shuffles closer to her, resting his forehead against her cheek.“How long have you been awake staring at me, you perv?”He laughs into her warm skin.“Not that long.”Jyn feels her mouth pull up into a smirk.“Do you wanna get out of bed?”His hand that is not currently trapped by her half lying on him moves gently across her stomach where her top has ridden up. He whispers directly into her ear: “No.”yes, I still love them -- source link
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