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Cruel Interruptions

Summary:

In which everyone survives and Cassian and Jyn are definitely keeping their relationship a secret, or at least they think they are, and k2 has awful timing.

- everyone is alive and well with 0 explanation

Notes:

This was just a hc about who would end up shoved into the wardrobe, Cassian or Jyn, and it turned into this.
Enjoy :)

Chapter 1: JYN

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Jyn sighed as Cassian kissed slowly down her neck his fingers spread over her ribs, she curled her fingers into his thick hair, feeling his smile against her skin.

She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt so safe and contented, not before this, not before Cassian. Tugging on his hair lightly she pulled his lips back to her own, she kissed him hard, gasping as he bit on her lower lip. Dragging her nails down his bare back, she smirked against his lips as he pushed himself closer to her.

No matter how many times they'd been together Jyn still couldn't get enough. Back after a long mission where they couldn't get a moment to themselves, thanks very much to k2, the slow build up was as torturous as it was delicious. Running her hand up to his shoulders and down his chest, as his lips trailed soft kisses along her jaw, nipping gently at her skin, his fingers brushing the against her breast, her bra had long been discarded. Hands lightly shaking she reached for his belt, making quick work of the buckle and buttons on his pants. Jyn whined when his lips left her skin as he pulled back to kick his pants to the floor.

Cassian smirked at the sound, at the pout on her swollen lips, his voice low and thick "someone sounds needy", laughing at her now scowling face, his hands moved to the belt of her own pants. Leaning down close to her, his fingers brushing against her skin as he started to undo the buttons, his breath hot on her skin, Jyn felt her breath catch in her throat. Lifting her hips she let out an impatient huff, pouting again at his soft laugh.

Finally he pulled her pants over her feet and threw them to the floor. Jyn took a moment to admire him, his lean, toned torso, running her eyes over the pattern of scars across his chest. Glancing at Cassian’s inquiring face, his raised eyebrow, she laughed lightly "I'm just admiring the view". She bit her lip as he ran his eyes across her own body, knowing she had a collection of scars to rival his own, shivering slightly under the intensity of his gaze.

"Finished?" nodding quickly she laughed as he leant into her, a growl sounding in from the back of his throat, his lips hard against hers, she hummed against his mouth. Running the tip of her tongue over his bottom lip, Jyn arched her back, pressing up against him, as his fingers gently traced down the side of her ribs, his hand resting at her hip. Feeling him hard against her, she let out another needy whine her hips pressing up, into his, desperate for his touch.

"Cassian please" she murmured against his lips. He moved his hand slowly to her thigh, fingers tracing lightly over her skin. Moving his fingers slowly, gently so he was barely touching her, his hand moved between her thighs, and his fingertip brushed against her clit. Her head fell back against the pillow, Cassian's lips on her neck, his teeth scraping lightly against her skin, the scruff of his beard tickling. Jyn gasped, all but growling out "stop teasing me", bucking her hips up, pushing his hand against her. He increased the pressure in his fingers, just slightly, circling her clit, she could feel the small huff of laughter leave his mouth, hot against her skin. Cassian continued kissing down her neck, his lips tracing the marks on her skin, his breath ghosted over her nipple as he continued to torture her with the slow touch of his hand.

Hearing a loud knock against the metal door of Cassian's room, Jyn swore under her breath.

"Cassian? I have some important information to discuss with you" Not for the first time Jyn pictured taking a blaster and shooting k2. Her hand flat against Cassian's chest, she forcefully pushed him up and onto his feet, and wrapped a sheet tight around her. Hastily kicking her boots under Cassian's bed and grabbing their clothes from the floor Jyn piled them into Cassian's arms.

The voice from outside repeated "Cassian?", swearing sharply under her breath Jyn pushed Cassian to the small closest, a luxury afforded to those of his station, "Quick, in here". Far too bewildered to do anything but allow her manhandle him into the enclosed space, Cassian muttered "But this is my room?" as she shut the door in his face.

"My sensors tell me someone is in there, I'm coming in" Jyn had only just shut the closet door when the heavy metal door hissed open and k2 stared in at her. Clutching the sheet tight to her chest she looked up at the droid, "can I help you?."

"Jyn what are you doing naked in Cassian's room?" his tone had its usual level of slight distain as he looked her over.

"... research." Thinking on her feet had always been one of her best talents but she had to admit this wasn't one of her finest moments. k2 looked at her, as a droid he shouldn't be able to convey emotion but she could feel his distrust, "I find that answer vague and unconvincing".

Glancing around the room she noticed one of her boots sticking out from beneath Cassian's bed, I need to get out of here before k2 notices, clearing her throat she glared up at k2. "Well as you can tell Cassian isn't here and I have somewhere else to be" slipping past him and out the door, hearing the droid call out behind "I will be telling Cassian about this!" Jyn all but ran back to her own shared rooms, thanking the force that she didn't run into anyone she knew.

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Entering the code for her room, Jyn slipped inside, sighing with relief when she saw the room empty. Dropping Cassian's sheet to the floor as she stepped over to the small shared draws. She didn't need much space, and didn't have many things she could call her own since she was a child. Never staying in one place for very long it was impractical for her to hold onto sentimental things. Her roommate may complain about the lack of space but Jyn understood, having to relocate frequently and often with little warning it was understandable that some of the bulkier objects were left behind, and storage space went to those who needed them most. Cassian was only allowed a closet and draws to himself because he had more clothes than most, they were costumes really, the clothes he'd wear for intelligence missions.

Jyn hurriedly pulling on her last set of spare clothes. And with the clothes from the mission either dirty or torn, Jyn would have to go retrieve her clothes from Cassian’s room and soon, unless she wanted to be wearing his sheet in a more public setting. Quickly rolling up the sheet, she shoved it under her bed out of sight.

Bending down to reach for her boots she let out a frustrated huff as she remembered they were also still in Cassian's room meaning she would have to wear the boots from her mission, the boots still covered in mud and grime. Roughly pulling tissues from on top of the draws she wiped down the boots, brushing off the worst of the mud. Hopefully no one would be paying much attention to her feet. Pulling her hair into a low bun at the base of her neck, she glanced in the dark glass sitting on top of the draws. Her cheeks were still flushed from the rush back to the room, and thinking of Cassian's hands on her body, of what k2 interrupted, she felt her face warm as her cheeks flushed darker. Ducking her head she tried to shake the thoughts from her mind as she hurried out of the room, to the first of what was going to be a long string of meetings and debriefs

Notes:

**Cassian was definitely in the wardrobe with his fist in his mouth so he wouldn't laugh

This was going to be one quick chapter and now it definitely won't be. I am writing this at the same time as my dissertation and it has been wonderful not having to cite or reference a thing!! If I want something to happen it can happen because I say so!

- I am now picturing this with citations "... the pout on her swollen lips. Brown (20whatever) states that this is a common reaction to having pressure applied to ones lips. In discussion regarding cosmetics, Smith et al (20something) descibe how cosmetics (in particular plumping lip glosses) can create a similar, temporary effect."
- what is my fascination with the furniture situation? Maybe that is the next Rogue One mission, to locate some new wardrobes.

This is the first fic I've written and actually posted so I'll take any and all advice.

Please let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions! And come visit me at ersojynn on tumblr for more of rebelcaptain and rogue one :)
(and sorry for the really long note section)