Time, death, life, Jyn refuses to let anything stop their love. Cassian is the only thing in the universe she has never grown tired of, even when she has grown tired of herself, Cassian has always been something to look forward to. Even when they weren't apart. She looked forward to waking up next to him. 400 years and he is still exciting.
Her fingers trace his jaw, nails catching on the stubble. "Take your pants off."
Baze and Chirrut had found him about twenty years after he'd become immortal, and it had gotten better, no longer being alone, but he still struggled with what it meant. For the future, for how old the two of them already were. And no matter how much he hates it sometimes, no matter how tired he gets, he remembers he only has Jyn because of this strange curse, and then maybe he thinks it's more of a blessing.
"You are sitting on them. How would you like me to do that?" He will start with hers instead, he supposes, sliding his hands inside them and curving over her ass.
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Time, death, life, Jyn refuses to let anything stop their love. Cassian is the only thing in the universe she has never grown tired of, even when she has grown tired of herself, Cassian has always been something to look forward to. Even when they weren't apart. She looked forward to waking up next to him. 400 years and he is still exciting.
Her fingers trace his jaw, nails catching on the stubble. "Take your pants off."
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"You are sitting on them. How would you like me to do that?" He will start with hers instead, he supposes, sliding his hands inside them and curving over her ass.