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There was pretty little that Galen had been allowed to keep from his former life. Sometimes, he suspected Krennic had only let him keep a few things so he'd always know what he had lost -- and what was at stake. Looking at the little white stormtrooper figure that had been Jyn's, he could never fail to remember that she was out there, and as long as Galen did as instructed, Krennic wouldn't go after her.

Galen was sitting in his room, work done, listening to some music (a luxury that officers' quarters afforded him) with the little stormtrooper in his hand. Everything had to be so big with empire -- a huge Death Star, large empty corridors, entirely superfluous dark towers, millions of people dying on a whim, entire species wiped out when it suited on of the higher-ups.

Compared to that, he himself, or Jyn, or Bodhi, really were mere pebbles in a stream. But Galen knew that a pebble, thrown right, could make dark towers fall. And that, he suspected, was what the Force was using him and his for. But it also meant that being close to him was an invitation for tragedy.

He had been greedy and selfish, grasping for his new love like a child with a new toy, and now Bodhi was already in it, and suffering, body and soul. Or was it that Bodhi was in it already, and then tossed at him almost casually?

Galen didn't like either version, but that was what he had to work with.

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"Yes, anything," Galen says, reaching down to pull Bodhi up and somehow get at his flesh, to touch and stroke him towards completion.

Bodhi has the suit open in record time, a hand braced in Galen's shoulder for support for his shaky legs. "Galen touch me. Stars, I'm close."

He offers Galen his wrist. "Mark me, please?"

Galen pulls Bodhi close and pulls out his cock, stroking deftly; his other hand holds the wrist while his lips, tongue and even teeth suckle the soft skin hard enough to bruise.

Bodhi cries an oath in Jedhean, his hand tighten on Galen's shoulder as he cums. It's an effort to stay upright as he spills over Galen's fingers.

Galen strokes him all the way through iit, still holding the wrist; but he lifts his head to kiss Bodhi's lips that taste of himself.

Bodhi pants into the kiss, his blips hot and bruised. "You makes me wild, Galen." He smiles breathlessly.

"I think I like wild," Galen says, smiling into Bodhi's eyes.

He lifts his hand to his lips and tastes Bodhi's seed, tongue-tip darting against his dripping fingers.

Bodhi curses again, a rich warm word that expresses an awful lot. "Yesterday you'd never been with a man and today you have me in my knees, rutting against your leg like a Lothcat on heat."

"I took to this quickly, or rather, to you," Galen says, pulling him closer. "It just felt right."

"Feels right." Bodhi corrects, leaning in to kiss Galen slowly, tasting himself as well as Galen. "No matter why it happened, it feels right."

"And that's what it is -- no great secret mystery for the initiated only, simply that it feels so very right."

He deepens the kiss, both affectionate and slowly sensual.

Bodhi nods and lets himself sink into the kiss. Forget everything but kissing Galen. Galen loves him and this feels right.

"Touching you changes me," Galen says quietly into the kiss.

"How?" He believes Galen but he needs to understand.

"It gives me a spark, my sour and resigned energy is flowing again, and it makes me both hopeful and frisky. Wanton."

"I make you horny." Bodhi laughs softly, shaking his head. It's sweet how Galen makes that sound poetic.

"Horny and hopeful and young," Galen says.

Bodhi strokes Galen's cheek softly, kissing him again. "And you make me feel love. A new and wonderful feeling."

Galen pulks him close and leans his face against the dark, slightly messy hair.

"Don't feel sorry for me." Bodhi turns to kiss Galen's cheek. "If we are just pebbles, it because I was waiting to get there."

"Now you are here, winter is over for me," Galen says. "I thaw. Icicles are melting."

He licks a still sticky finger. Sometimes, his jokes make it obvious that he'd fallen out of the habit for a long time

"Galen." Bodhi half laughs, half groans. "You're awful." He leans in to kiss Galen lovingly, licking the taste of himself off Galen's lips.

Galen kisses him back, forgetting any argument in that kiss.

But he still smiles into Bodhi's eyes with a sparkle he might not have seen before.

Bodhi smiles back, more at peace with himself than before. Galen soothes and settles him.

"Let's get cleaned up and talk about this hike." Bodhi might be a little keen to get out in the fresh air, however wet.

"Yes," Galen says. "I was getting weather forecasts as well so we can go when it's at least halfway habitable out there."

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