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[Accidental video]
[The screen is tilted at an odd angle, as if someone just hit the communicator with a wandering hand, but the view it's clear, Cassian Andor's bedroom. The clues of figuring that one are that the camera shows Cassian himself in his bed, jacket lost somewhere on the floor and shirt half undone.]
I will never get tired of having lips.
[The voice comes from Cassian's company: a tall, blond man, who is not only very handsy with him but trying to suck a lovebite into Cassian's neck. That earns him a moan and a stifled laugh.]
Good, because I'll never get tired of your lips.
[He curls his fingers into the man's hair and yanks his head up, pulling him into a rough kiss.]
I will never get tired of having lips.
[The voice comes from Cassian's company: a tall, blond man, who is not only very handsy with him but trying to suck a lovebite into Cassian's neck. That earns him a moan and a stifled laugh.]
Good, because I'll never get tired of your lips.
[He curls his fingers into the man's hair and yanks his head up, pulling him into a rough kiss.]
no subject
[ Dorothy is wondering at herself. She's asked personal and embarrassing questions before. Why was it so hard now? What made her hesitiate to find out more?
Why did Kay -
Her lips might be a bit thinner than usual, too. ]
Don't fight again.
[ Switches off her connection. ]