Desire can't move past, only onward.
The three of them go to see the redwoods.
Sixteen ways of looking at a rabbit.
Tsukishima knew if he didn't look now, he never would, so he steeled himself. “If you want to show me, then show me, sir.”
Tsurumi kept one hand on Tsukishima’s shoulder and pulled away the headplate with the other, setting it down on the bedside table.
After everyone but himself and Jyn died on Scarif, Bodhi did his best to hide from anything resembling excitement. Unfortunately, the Force - and the New Republic - had other plans.
Prompt: "swimming in the buff". Carcer watches with ill intent.
There are worse things than being lashed.
Evening is the customary time for intercourse, David has helpfully informed her, but it makes no difference here. Nothing makes any difference.
They do a lot of talking in the sweet air of the control room, about everything and nothing.
On Bazzard's first Christmas in London, the thorn of anxiety is keenly felt, and then drawn out a little.