For two seconds he forgets what he even asked, because it can't be as important as her mouth on his throat, which is probably what got them Rey in the first place. He sighs from it, hands tightening on her backside briefly before she finally answers him.

He knows what she means by the reasoning for the implant anyway, sorry Jyn. He won't bring it up, not now, mostly because she just asked him to have sex with him flat out and he really, really wants to. Priorities.

His hands slide over to her waist and thighs, and he lifts her up, settling her on the washing machine in one swift movement. He steps in between her legs immediately after and pulls them around his waist. There. Now he doesn't need to duck his head to kiss her anymore, which he's doing very eagerly of course, because he loves kissing her.

Oh right he should answer her, like, verbally too, and he manages to get it out against her mouth. "That's a yes."