[Accidental video]

[k2so]

[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.]

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[melodiouspacifist]

[It was going to get more intimate? Of course it was, that made sense, but he clears his throat.]

Ah yeah, I don't need to see more...that!

[At least he's forgotten he's annoyed with Cassian for the moment, silver lining.]

[captain_by_the_book]

[ An effective distraction, though not one Cassian would want to employ more often. ]

I wouldn't want anyone to see more of that, believe me.

[ He awkwardly holds his shirt closed with one hand. No way of hiding the hickey. ]

Was there anything else?

[melodiouspacifist]

No, sorry!

[He hastily turns it off, he just didn't know how to react in that kind of situation, yep he doesn't need to think about that.]