He does not last long. He tries! But she was right, and they're both too wired on tension to do much more about it. He sighs and mumbles endearments into her neck, and it's quieter this time, which isn't a surprise given their third housemate.

But he loves her. A lot of the rush is scratching that physical itch, but it's different now. She's not just on this mission with him, she's his life. She and Rey are his whole world, outside any alliance based jurisdictions. His grip on her isn't rough or angry; it's maybe a little possessive, but it's softer somehow. Everything is more now.

Cassian plants a lingering kiss on her shoulder when it's over, then another at the top of her head. It's only then that he notices there's something slightly... off.

He pulls his head back just enough to glance at her face, catching sight of the wetness on her cheeks even though she's burrowing against him. "Jyn?" There's worry in his tone, one of his hands slipping up to cradle her cheek and gently try to tilt her head. He swallows back panic, keeping it firmly at the concern level!! There is crying! What if he hurt her? "What's wrong? Did I - did it - are you okay?"