"Probably not." Can they stick to it though?? Half the stuff they buy is so cute they just melt over it. She definitely does not need anymore anytime soon in reality, but the cute.
The laundry room, however, may need some more clothes. It doesn't take more than a quick glance to show him it's empty, that Jyn has already washed the clothes today. He raises an eyebrow at her, eyes dropping briefly to the way she chews on her lip. "Looks like you don't need my help."
It had always started with a fight, tension spilling over, but now there is no such anger, no fight on the horizon and Jyn finds herself struggling with how to broach this subject, especially now that she's gotten him alone, blessedly alone, with little to do.
"Maybe not with laundry, no, but I'm sure we could think of other things you could help me with." She pushes up on her tiptoes, bracing herself with the hand still gripping his, and kisses just under his jaw, a faint scrape of her teeth against his stubble.
That was her plan. He's startled by her lips on his skin, eyes closing briefly with the scrape of her teeth. He proposed for real, but the last time he'd really kissed her he was near loopy from exhaustion. There is nothing tired about him now. Its just that trying to get in her pants hasn't been remotely one of his goals since Rey was born.
"I think there are plenty of things I would like to help you with," he starts carefully, letting his free hand drop to her hip. "Most of them would not involve the laundry room."
There's a lilt of a question in it, with a side of teasing.
"The laundry room is on the other side of the house from our bedroom and has a door that locks." Not that they need to lock the door, but Jyn doesn't want to have sex with Rey in the room and the couch is too close, she's afraid Cassian would press pause if Rey so much as sniffled.
How does sex and parenting work???
She kisses his jaw again, tiptoeing forward until she's pressed up against him. After a second she breathes a laugh against his skin. "It's not like it's going to last very long." It's not like she is going to last very long.
"I don't think we have to worry about someone opening the door," he says lightly. He was going to suggest the couch if she didn't want the bed, but now that he thinks about it, it's not much better. What if any of the sound carries?? They should navigate this with Rey in the picture, but it's not like they really talked about it before either - and then she's kissing his jaw again and he sighs, tilting his neck towards her.
"We could try to make it last." It is not going to last. The both of them are wracked with tension. He shivers when she presses up into him, both hands now squeezing her waist and keeping her there. This is very clearly something Jyn wants, and he wants it too, but - "Are you sure?"
He says they could try and Jyn outright laughs against his throat, like okay. Sure, they could try. But it's not going to work. "We can try to make it work next time," she offers like a compromise, pressing her teeth against his neck, worrying a mark there before she presses a soft kiss to the same spot.
She looks up at him, eyes clear, arms circling around his neck, fingers playing idly through his hair. "I'm sure, Andor. I really would like to have incredibly short lived sex with you."
A beat, remembering the compromise. "I mean, I'd really like to try to have not incredibly short lived sex with you."
He half laughs too, albeit silently. They can pretend! One day. Next time. Next time, she says so herself. There's going to be so much time for them, isn't there? And they won't sleep together because they're angry, or because of hormones, just because they want to.
Cassian doesn't have a lot of time to really think on that though, not when her mouth keeps moving over his skin. He huffs out a sigh when she bites at him, smiling and feeling kind of ridiculous about how quickly he surrenders to it, to her.
"You can't blame me for checking." His fingers dip under the hem of her shirt, sliding up and exposing a sliver of her waist to the cool air. "I would really like to have incredibly short lived despite trying otherwise sex with you too. Even if it's in the laundry room."
"Good," Jyn declares, satisfied with their agreement, smiling happily up at Cassian while trying not to squirm under the touch of his fingers. It's never been particularly violent, but neither was it slow and gentle before. It was rough and impassioned and usually angry, but that was how Jyn liked it.
This is already different and she already likes it, but also she realizes she doesn't know... what he likes?
"I... What do you like? How would you like to do this?" The second question sounds far more confident, if not touched with self-deprecating humor like she can't believe that is how she phrased it.
They're smiling. He feels happy, which is a lot better than being angry. Not that it was bad before, it was still very much enjoyable, but it's a whole new sense of wonder now.
"I was about to ask you the same." He drums his fingertips against her. They have a child, but it's such a strange area to navigate. Also related to the whole having a child thing, he doesn't want to do anything that makes her uncomfortable in relation to postpartum healing.
"I would like to just kiss you, to start." He sounds weirdly nervous, even though he basically wants to drown her in affection. Even though he's already kissed her too many times to count. "I don't like... giving up control." She probably already knew that much, but it still makes him anxious to say so aloud. "I like your hands."
His thumbs smooth over her skin. "What do you want? I don't want to cross any lines, or hurt you."
They were very rough before! Rough led to Rey! Rey led to Jyn's body going through childbirth!
"You won't hurt me." What a stubborn, half impatient assurance, as if Jyn finds it absurd. Rey's closer the six months than newborn, her body has had plenty of time to heal from a fairly easy, if long, childbirth.
Honestly, he probably won't cross any lines either, because neither of them is going to last long enough to find a line to cross and she is fairly certain Cassian isn't into anything very out there.
"I want." Her hands leave his neck to put one on each cheek. For a second, because she's a fucking child, she smooshes his cheeks so he makes a fish face. But only for a second. "You. Some part of you. Inside of me. In the next minute."
She is??? The cutest?? He kind of falters for a second because she squishes his face and it's adorable, all the while talking about his being inside her, and it's a lot to deal with all at once! He loves her, it's ridiculous.
Cassian laughs, tilting his cheek just enough to kiss her palm. "I can use my hands for the immediate, but it might take more than a minute if you want anything else."
He kisses her palm again, then slides his lips down her skin in a quick flutter of pecks to her wrist. "And I'm still going to kiss you first."
Jyn's mouth turns down in an exaggerated pout, letting her free hand fall to his waist. She gives a sharp tug, pushing her flush against him. "It's really going to take you more than a minute?"
Her hand circles his waist, fingers tip tapping across his spine before her hand descends, palming his ass. Cheeky.
That pout. It shouldn't make him smile, and yet! "Not all of us came into this room with intentions."
He did say he likes her hands. He also likes the way she presses in, nearly shuddering already and wow it really is not going to take long is it? He laughs again too and thinks he could get used to laughing with Jyn during sex being the new normal.
"It might help if I took your shirt off." You know, whatever, no big deal, even if the corners of his mouth tilt up in a grin. His mouth moves back up from her wrist, kissing her fingers.
"Maybe we can skip that." Alright maybe her body hasn't snapped back completely, soft and heavy and round where she used to be taut and flat, body still made for feeding their daughter. Her shirt doesn't need to come off for sex anyway. That's just wasting time and her minute is tick tick ticking away, that is how she is going to frame it.
"It'll definitely help if you take your pants off though, those are completely unnecessary." Who needs pants? No one in this house.
He freezes for a second, looking at her face and trying to get a good read on her. He would never ever push it after she turned him down, but something about the way she says it shifts some of his attention to concern. "Of course, Jyn." He kisses her palm again.
"But if we're trying to help me along here, we should definitely start with your pants." He doesn't move to take them off yet, but he does duck down to kiss her gently. It is maybe a little question, because his Jyn is uncomfortable senses are tingling.
It's a change from before, even, when her shirt was the first thing to go because it was easy to yank off and she's always liked the feel of his hands smoothing down the bare skin of her back before one of them shoved the other against the wall or the floor or, usually, the couch.
She smiles into the kiss, happy he has (seemingly) let it go, and after a moment steps back, spreading her hands to the side like go for it. It's a clear invitation, she's not going to fight him getting her pants off. She'd just said she wanted him inside her, getting rid of her pants is step one.
"That's gonna do the trick for you, getting me out of my knickers and you'll be ready to go?" Her eyebrows lift, teasing, there has to be more to it. "Go on then."
He does not press the shirt thing, and not just because of the way she steps back. It's not like they've really talked about what they like or don't like, but he'll ask her if it's still worrisome later.
"I never said that was all. It would be a good start," he says with his own teasing grin, sliding his hands around to undo the buttons on her pants. He pushes them off her hips and down towards her knees, letting her kick them off the rest of the way. His fingers dance up her bare thighs until he tucks his thumbs into her underwear. He kisses her again, and it's much more eager this time, slipping his hands under the fabric. "Kissing and touching you helps too."
"Well..." A smile fights at her mouth, trying to be nonchalant, trying not to jump him right out the gate. It's so slow and careful and purposeful that Jyn's practically vibrating in her skin. "If that's what gets you off, more power to you."
It's kind of a heady feeling, in any case, thinking about the fact that he wants her.
Her.
When he could have literally anyone he wanted with five seconds of minimal effort and snug fitting trousers. Jyn knows that half her coworkers were taken aback at just how attractive he is, how sweet and personable and affectionate he was at their dinner. Even Lissi spent the entire next time Jyn was in the office babbling about how lucky Jyn was until Berrys stopped by and casually corrected her, Cassian was the lucky one. Jyn was more inclined to agree with Lissi, tbh.
Her anticipation races under his fingers and spirals his own. He steps in closer, pulling her against him and deepening the way he kisses her. It's very counterproductive to getting her underwear off, but he's already getting swept up in having her close, in getting to kiss her like this.
He would agree with Berrys, honestly. He's so lucky to have Jyn. She wants to stay with him, for the rest of their lives, and he never thought he'd be that fortunate. It still amazes him she said yes, beyond the confines of the mission. He loves her, and knowing that makes him all the more determined to show it this round, however little time it actually lasts. He kisses her jaw, dipping his hands low enough to briefly squeeze her ass. "I suppose my pants can go too. Could you do that for me?"
Jyn starts working on his pants immediately, fingers still nimble and quick as she apparently gives up her plan to not jump him instantaneously. Yanking them open, Jyn tucks her fingers into the waistband of his pants and just drags them down over his hips. She wriggles a little so her arms can move inside the cage of his arms without dislodging his hands from her ass.
"Put your hands back, I like them there."
She likes his hands everywhere, but right now she's digging his fingers brushing against the edge of her underwear, almost tickling her sensitive skin. Her head tilts a little, so he can keep kissing her, even as she wriggles a bit more to keep pushing his pants down. It needs to be naked time already.
Her rush to get his pants off honestly does kind of do it for him, and he's not sure he can really go back to any sort of slowness. Cassian helps her along, wriggling his legs and kicking his pants off. He follows her command easily, sliding his hands further under her underwear, smoothing over the curve of her ass as he pulls her back in close.
His head ducks down and he kisses her with that sudden eagerness. He is like 90% ready but there is one very important thing he is probably never ever going to forget again. "Did you preemptively store any sort of protection in here?"
He doesn't know! Or maybe she went on something after Rey! But one baby is plenty for now and he is going to ask with every ounce of teasing he can get out between kisses.
He pauses to talk and Jyn thinks that is dumb as fuck, even if he asks a good question. While he is asking, Jyn stretches up to kiss his throat, teeth scraping across the sensitive skin. He can be smart, but that doesn't mean she has to put a pause on kissing.
Even when she answers, she keeps her mouth against his neck, words muffled. "They gave me an implant to control my hormones." To control her postpartum depression, honestly, but that sounds so, well, depressing. Much better to gloss over that.
"Cassian Andor, will you please have sex with me?" It's only... a little impatient.
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."
He hefts her up onto the washing machine like she weighs nothing and it is the strangest boost to her self esteem. She doesn't actually care about her own looks for the most part, but the changes in her body had affected her more than she expected.
And Cassian doesn't give a single fuck.
It doesn't last especially long, and while Jyn manages to keep quiet enough to keep from waking up their precious baby, there's something open about the little noises she makes this time. She clings to Cassian, feeling overwhelmed by the sensations. Not to mention the feelings. Sex has always meant nothing, a means to an end, a way to scratch an itch. This time... the love and affection is nearly too much and she feels tears pricking at her eyes. This man is the father of her precious daughter, her closest friend, she loves him.
And more than that, he loves her.
She's breathing hard as she leans against him, trying the wrangle the onslaught of emotions so she doesn't cry like an idiot, but the tears are already leaking down her cheeks as her forehead presses against his chest.
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?"
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The laundry room, however, may need some more clothes. It doesn't take more than a quick glance to show him it's empty, that Jyn has already washed the clothes today. He raises an eyebrow at her, eyes dropping briefly to the way she chews on her lip. "Looks like you don't need my help."
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"Maybe not with laundry, no, but I'm sure we could think of other things you could help me with." She pushes up on her tiptoes, bracing herself with the hand still gripping his, and kisses just under his jaw, a faint scrape of her teeth against his stubble.
"If you'd like."
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That was her plan. He's startled by her lips on his skin, eyes closing briefly with the scrape of her teeth. He proposed for real, but the last time he'd really kissed her he was near loopy from exhaustion. There is nothing tired about him now. Its just that trying to get in her pants hasn't been remotely one of his goals since Rey was born.
"I think there are plenty of things I would like to help you with," he starts carefully, letting his free hand drop to her hip. "Most of them would not involve the laundry room."
There's a lilt of a question in it, with a side of teasing.
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How does sex and parenting work???
She kisses his jaw again, tiptoeing forward until she's pressed up against him. After a second she breathes a laugh against his skin. "It's not like it's going to last very long." It's not like she is going to last very long.
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"We could try to make it last." It is not going to last. The both of them are wracked with tension. He shivers when she presses up into him, both hands now squeezing her waist and keeping her there. This is very clearly something Jyn wants, and he wants it too, but - "Are you sure?"
Just in case.
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She looks up at him, eyes clear, arms circling around his neck, fingers playing idly through his hair. "I'm sure, Andor. I really would like to have incredibly short lived sex with you."
A beat, remembering the compromise. "I mean, I'd really like to try to have not incredibly short lived sex with you."
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Cassian doesn't have a lot of time to really think on that though, not when her mouth keeps moving over his skin. He huffs out a sigh when she bites at him, smiling and feeling kind of ridiculous about how quickly he surrenders to it, to her.
"You can't blame me for checking." His fingers dip under the hem of her shirt, sliding up and exposing a sliver of her waist to the cool air. "I would really like to have incredibly short lived despite trying otherwise sex with you too. Even if it's in the laundry room."
He can get creative!
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This is already different and she already likes it, but also she realizes she doesn't know... what he likes?
"I... What do you like? How would you like to do this?" The second question sounds far more confident, if not touched with self-deprecating humor like she can't believe that is how she phrased it.
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"I was about to ask you the same." He drums his fingertips against her. They have a child, but it's such a strange area to navigate. Also related to the whole having a child thing, he doesn't want to do anything that makes her uncomfortable in relation to postpartum healing.
"I would like to just kiss you, to start." He sounds weirdly nervous, even though he basically wants to drown her in affection. Even though he's already kissed her too many times to count. "I don't like... giving up control." She probably already knew that much, but it still makes him anxious to say so aloud. "I like your hands."
His thumbs smooth over her skin. "What do you want? I don't want to cross any lines, or hurt you."
They were very rough before! Rough led to Rey! Rey led to Jyn's body going through childbirth!
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Honestly, he probably won't cross any lines either, because neither of them is going to last long enough to find a line to cross and she is fairly certain Cassian isn't into anything very out there.
"I want." Her hands leave his neck to put one on each cheek. For a second, because she's a fucking child, she smooshes his cheeks so he makes a fish face. But only for a second. "You. Some part of you. Inside of me. In the next minute."
Everything else is extra.
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Cassian laughs, tilting his cheek just enough to kiss her palm. "I can use my hands for the immediate, but it might take more than a minute if you want anything else."
He kisses her palm again, then slides his lips down her skin in a quick flutter of pecks to her wrist. "And I'm still going to kiss you first."
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Her hand circles his waist, fingers tip tapping across his spine before her hand descends, palming his ass. Cheeky.
"Bet we could speed that up."
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He did say he likes her hands. He also likes the way she presses in, nearly shuddering already and wow it really is not going to take long is it? He laughs again too and thinks he could get used to laughing with Jyn during sex being the new normal.
"It might help if I took your shirt off." You know, whatever, no big deal, even if the corners of his mouth tilt up in a grin. His mouth moves back up from her wrist, kissing her fingers.
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"It'll definitely help if you take your pants off though, those are completely unnecessary." Who needs pants? No one in this house.
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"But if we're trying to help me along here, we should definitely start with your pants." He doesn't move to take them off yet, but he does duck down to kiss her gently. It is maybe a little question, because his Jyn is uncomfortable senses are tingling.
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She smiles into the kiss, happy he has (seemingly) let it go, and after a moment steps back, spreading her hands to the side like go for it. It's a clear invitation, she's not going to fight him getting her pants off. She'd just said she wanted him inside her, getting rid of her pants is step one.
"That's gonna do the trick for you, getting me out of my knickers and you'll be ready to go?" Her eyebrows lift, teasing, there has to be more to it. "Go on then."
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"I never said that was all. It would be a good start," he says with his own teasing grin, sliding his hands around to undo the buttons on her pants. He pushes them off her hips and down towards her knees, letting her kick them off the rest of the way. His fingers dance up her bare thighs until he tucks his thumbs into her underwear. He kisses her again, and it's much more eager this time, slipping his hands under the fabric. "Kissing and touching you helps too."
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It's kind of a heady feeling, in any case, thinking about the fact that he wants her.
Her.
When he could have literally anyone he wanted with five seconds of minimal effort and snug fitting trousers. Jyn knows that half her coworkers were taken aback at just how attractive he is, how sweet and personable and affectionate he was at their dinner. Even Lissi spent the entire next time Jyn was in the office babbling about how lucky Jyn was until Berrys stopped by and casually corrected her, Cassian was the lucky one. Jyn was more inclined to agree with Lissi, tbh.
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He would agree with Berrys, honestly. He's so lucky to have Jyn. She wants to stay with him, for the rest of their lives, and he never thought he'd be that fortunate. It still amazes him she said yes, beyond the confines of the mission. He loves her, and knowing that makes him all the more determined to show it this round, however little time it actually lasts. He kisses her jaw, dipping his hands low enough to briefly squeeze her ass. "I suppose my pants can go too. Could you do that for me?"
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"Put your hands back, I like them there."
She likes his hands everywhere, but right now she's digging his fingers brushing against the edge of her underwear, almost tickling her sensitive skin. Her head tilts a little, so he can keep kissing her, even as she wriggles a bit more to keep pushing his pants down. It needs to be naked time already.
Like five minutes ago.
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His head ducks down and he kisses her with that sudden eagerness. He is like 90% ready but there is one very important thing he is probably never ever going to forget again. "Did you preemptively store any sort of protection in here?"
He doesn't know! Or maybe she went on something after Rey! But one baby is plenty for now and he is going to ask with every ounce of teasing he can get out between kisses.
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Even when she answers, she keeps her mouth against his neck, words muffled. "They gave me an implant to control my hormones." To control her postpartum depression, honestly, but that sounds so, well, depressing. Much better to gloss over that.
"Cassian Andor, will you please have sex with me?" It's only... a little impatient.
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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."
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And Cassian doesn't give a single fuck.
It doesn't last especially long, and while Jyn manages to keep quiet enough to keep from waking up their precious baby, there's something open about the little noises she makes this time. She clings to Cassian, feeling overwhelmed by the sensations. Not to mention the feelings. Sex has always meant nothing, a means to an end, a way to scratch an itch. This time... the love and affection is nearly too much and she feels tears pricking at her eyes. This man is the father of her precious daughter, her closest friend, she loves him.
And more than that, he loves her.
She's breathing hard as she leans against him, trying the wrangle the onslaught of emotions so she doesn't cry like an idiot, but the tears are already leaking down her cheeks as her forehead presses against his chest.
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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?"
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