"Of course," she says with a laugh, still grinning up at him. After a moment her smile turns sly, impish.
"I really want to." Her tone softens, like a honeyed promise. As a rule, Jyn prefers Cassian to do the dirty talk, but if she can't do anything fun for herself, it'll be fun to make Cassian get all riled up. "I love it when you grab the sheets when you’re about to come. I love how you stop breathing when I put my mouth on your cock. I love how you taste, I love the sounds you make when I'm going down on you, and I want you to come so hard that it takes every ounce of your self control not to fuck me right then and there."
Just because she doesn't normally engage in dirty talk, doesn't mean she can't make it count when she does.
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"I really want to." Her tone softens, like a honeyed promise. As a rule, Jyn prefers Cassian to do the dirty talk, but if she can't do anything fun for herself, it'll be fun to make Cassian get all riled up. "I love it when you grab the sheets when you’re about to come. I love how you stop breathing when I put my mouth on your cock. I love how you taste, I love the sounds you make when I'm going down on you, and I want you to come so hard that it takes every ounce of your self control not to fuck me right then and there."
Just because she doesn't normally engage in dirty talk, doesn't mean she can't make it count when she does.