16? For the smut asks
Sorry for the delay, dear anon! It turned out to be sort of ‘accidental’ edging or more like an interrupted intercourse :P but, ahem, hope you enjoy this <3
16. Orgasm denial/edging
Jyn scrunched her eyes shut tightly to compensate her current inability to moan loudly as Cassian’s hand slipped under her shirt and breast band, fingers teasing at her nipple until her back arched away from his chest. With her head dropped to his shoulder, he grazed his teeth to the exposed neck, alternating between licking and sucking marks that would obviously visible to everyone who have well-functioning eyes around the Rebel base.
Her voice came out as a hoarse whisper; Jyn gripped hard at Cassian’s other arm while its fingers had just made its way inside her trouser; down, down, under her underwear, where he traced a line repeatedly over her folds. The sensation set her body from burning to blazing, and she whined involuntarily.
“Shhh,” Cassian breathed to her ear, and in between the haze of pleasure she finally came to the reminder that they were in a small, dark whatever-niche-it-was just beside the War Room and that every noise louder than normal speaking voice would easily be heard by the entire Rebel council having a meeting there.
He added a finger into her already slick entrance, and Jyn’s body jolted, her mouth gaped soundlessly. Her free hand flown to Cassian’s head, grasping desperately at his hair as he growled “I miss you so much,” into the skin under her ear.
“Force, Cass, don’t stop,” Jyn responded with rocking her hips against his fingers—another one was immediately added after the first—knowing that he’d take it as her mutual feeling towards him.
Cassian’s hands work their magic, teasing and crooking perfectly into her spots that made her peak climbing in dangerous speed, threatening to fall apart at any time now.
“Yes, mija, come on.”
She was panting hard and ready, so ready for a release. His fingers were tight and good that she had to put one hand to the wall in front of her to help her shaking knees until…
…they heard loud footsteps of people scrambling out from the meeting.
Jyn almost toppled backward when Cassian withdrew from behind her with such swiftness, already stepping into the light to catch on with Draven, his guilty hands clamped on his back. She cursed under her ragged breath before making her own way out of the niche to matters she initially need to attend to, ducking her head low as she passed several council members–fully aware of her flushed cheeks and bruised neck–to join her team member into a briefing with the Princess in the other room nearby.
It wasn’t their fault of course, but with Cassian being a Major and her a Captain, it’s getting harder to find time between their tight schedule, even when both of them were on the Base. He’d spend the last three weeks staying behind while Jyn was off planet, and even after she returned, she was welcomed with more task to do. But Cassian had seen her, trained his eyes on her with unspeakable hunger, and he’d taken the first chance he got to backed her into the nearest space they could find and crashed his lips to hers.
(That was, until they were interrupted.)
When she was finally done with her own meeting, Jyn spotted Cassian inside one of the U-wing parked at the furthest spot from the hangar, pacing between the cockpit and the supply compartment with datapad on one hand.
She immediately decided that her next business can wait.
With his back facing the door, she easily slipped inside to jolt him when the door hissed shut behind her. “You should learn to knock first,” Cassian said with a smirk. His attention immediately returned to the datapad on his hand.
“Yeah,” Jyn shrugged. Then, just as he was walking past her on his way to the cockpit, she grabbed his elbow to swirl and push him to the nearest wall, her mouth swallowed any complain he’d prepared to spill as her tongue invaded every corner of his mouth.
“Put that on my to-do list, but now you must finish what you started, Major.”
Jyn didn’t miss how Cassian’s lip moved into a grin between their kiss, and he moaned his agreement while pulling her even closer with both hands gripping hard at her forearm. Jyn stood on her tiptoes with both hands on the back of his neck to bring him down to her level, but Cassian took this chance to flip them over, promptly working on her belt and trouser while he peppered kisses along her jawline and sucking more marks to the hollow on her neck.
Eyes fluttered shut, Jyn gasped sharply when she felt Cassian’s fingers teased her folds once again, and he was on his knees before she could even register anything. He left her trouser and underwear pooled around her ankle, before helping to remove one of her boot so Jyn could free one leg which he soon flung over his shoulder. The kiss continued to her inner thigh, creating wet lines upon its awake and Jyn had to grab a fistful of Cassian’s hair to steady herself when his tongue found her soaking entrance, alternating between lapping and sucking and she didn’t even care to hold her moan anymore.
Cassian put two fingers inside her and Jyn’s hips bucked forward, clenching hard around him which he responded with a low groan that vibrated through her burning body while he teased at her clit. Just as she felt her orgasm is chasing in, Jyn suddenly overwhelmed want. She wanted him, him inside her, him coming undone with her.
“Cassian,” she whispered hoarsely, tugging a little harder at his hair, “I need you. Please, I need you now.”
But he didn’t stop, the movement of his fingers intensifies instead and Jyn was on the edge of falling apart so she used the last bit of self-control she had to push hard at his shoulders until Cassian toppled backward with one hand to stop him from actually falling, his expression filled with surprised amusement and eyes dilated with desire.
Breathing hard, Jyn push away her release and use the momentum to straddle him, unclasping then pulling his trouser down to just around his knees before grinding her soaking nether lips over and over his length until it’s fully hard. Resting his hand on the small of her back, Cassian suddenly flip them over once again, and his eyes were locked to her when he entered her in once hard thrust that made her see stars.
“You okay?” And Jyn knew it was not about the cold durasteel under her back or anything about the sex. It’s about her mission, her well-being, her being apart with him that they’ll never get used to.
“Always better when I’m home with you,” she pulled him into a softer kiss before desire take over her senses again as Cassian started to move. Jyn brought a hand to grab on his ass to bring him harder inside and her eyes rolled back when Cassian hit the right spot, sending shiver to her entire body.
“Come for me, Cass. Come on,”
Jyn was so close once again, and she knew he was too from the noises he made. They had completely lost their rhythm as the pace become desperate and rough…
…and suddenly his comm went off.
They both froze abruptly.
“Fuck!” Cassian growled as he awkwardly produced the small device from his jacket’s pocket. His eyes never left hers when he clears his throat before pressing the button and responding with his last name.
“Major, you and Captain Erso are expected at the War Room in 10 minutes.”
Jyn watched in anticipation as Cassian’s lips quirked upward into a cheeky smile, clearly wasn’t prepared for when he suddenly slammed hard into her again, almost made her moan loudly.
“Make that 15.”
(When they eventually arrived on time for the briefing, it was after they both came brilliantly hard around each other’s names, which left them flushed and bruised to the loud snort from the Princess).