There's always that tiny, lingering bit of reluctance both before and after he agrees, but Jyn has indeed gotten very good at distracting him sufficiently, at making him feel like it's okay to let go. He's allowed to give himself over to her, and after all these years, he has to admit it has gotten a little easier. The first touch of her lips and he's gone, he surrenders.

He's never particularly noisy or loud, but the grunts and groans come easily under her mouth; by the time Jyn finishes him off on the couch, he lets out his own eager moan that sounds a lot like her name. He turns into jelly and just lays there when she pulls back, though he idly waves his hand out for hers, always wanting at least that tiny bit of connection.

He peers down at her after a moment, breath coming in hard as he offers her the laziest, happiest smile, expression soft and only for her. "I love you. Come here."

Yes, it was good, his girlfriend is the best.