Another Jynnic fic to add to the growing number of them on here. What can I say? I’m hooked. Hope you like it!
Title: The Director and the Dancer
Pairing: Jyn Erso/Orson Krennic (Jynnic)
Jyn Erso is a dancer in a night club on Coruscant. When the Imperial
military is visiting the city, Director Orson Krennic comes to see her
dance and is captivated by what he sees. Entranced by this beautiful
dancer but loyal to his cause, the Director struggles to proceed with
caution after this tantalizing encounter.
Orson could not suppress a gasp of surprise as Thrawn pulled him onto his lap in an awkward straddle. “You…intrigue me…Director.” The Chiss’ red eyes seemed to blaze, as if teasing an inferno held within. “Do I intrigue you?”
Orson swallowed thickly. “I…”
He never got to finish his sentence as Thrawn then pulled Orson to him, claiming his lips hungrily. His tongue, smooth and slick, slid between Krennic’s lips to plunder and explore the confines of the Director’s mouth, teasing and searching.
Krennic marveled how very warm Thrawn was. Heat seemed to radiate from him and seeped through Krennic’s uniform right down to his very skin.
Thrawn’s bold kiss succeeded in coaxing a low, needy moan to escape from Krennic and he found himself hungrily grinding on the rather large bulge that had sprung from Thrawn’s groin, nudging insistently at Krennic’s inner thigh with hungry promise.
Thrawn broke the kiss and his voice husked, “Ah…it seems I do.”