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[imthepilot]

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Bodhi walks upstairs, hand in hand with Galen. Kyber trots along with them, stopping every now and then to try to clean the melting snow off his fur.

"Inside, little one. I'll dry you off." As soon as he gets out of his wet boots.

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[imthepilot]

"And remember everyone we loved." The memory of their meeting with Lyra still weights heavy on him. He ducks his head to kiss the curve of Galen's neck, sweeping away his hair to nibble up to his ear.

[galen_erso]

Galen closes his eyes.

"Yes," he says. "I'd like to acknowledge them, even if some people find it weird, to think of people who can't be there, at a joyous occasion.'

Lyra and Jyn both. And Bodhi's grandmother.

[imthepilot]

"They're with us. Always. In our happiest hours and our saddest." He keeps kissing Galen's neck, his voice soft and loving.

[galen_erso]

"Otherwise, we'd be denying our roots," Galen agrees. "Without them, we would not be together."

[imthepilot]

"We'll remember them." Bodhi promises solemnly, drawing back to look Galen in the eye. "Now and always."

He smiles, toying with Galen's overly long hair. "I like this on you."

[galen_erso]

"There is more of that," Galen says, "if I just stop having it cut off."

[imthepilot]

"Maybe we should both let our grow out. Keep us warm in winter." He keeps nibbling Galen's throat, fingers skating over his chest in soothing circles.

[galen_erso]

"Neither of us needs to look like a proper Imperial now," Galen muses, melting into the touch.

[imthepilot]

"Neither of us were ever proper imperials. We played the part. Till we found the right way out." He brushes a finger over Galen's nipple. "Each other."

[galen_erso]

Galen sighs again, leaning his head back in pleasure. "We were each other's way out," he says.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi keeps kisses Galen's neck, brushing his lips over the stubble of his beard. "Each other's hope. And joy." He teases his thumb over Galen's nipple, more deliberately this time.

[galen_erso]

Galen hisses, pleasure shooting through him. "Keep that up, and soon I won't be very rational," he says. "I might even get wild."

[imthepilot]

"And get water all over our floor?" Bodhi teases, biting softly as he pitches.

He moved his hand lower, stroking the plane of Galen's ass and down the tease the hairs just below his navel.

[galen_erso]

Galen arches his back and pushes greedily I to the touch.

"Floor," he manages, "is tiled! Let's make -- a splash!"

[imthepilot]

Bodhi chuckles wickedly, sucking a mark on Galen's throat as he massages the lower edge of his abs, just above his pelvis. "You don't want to take it slow?"

[galen_erso]

"I want..." Galen gasps.

"I want you!"

[imthepilot]

"Tell me how you want me?" Bodhi purrs, fingers lightly brushing the base of Galen's cock, teasing at the blonde curls there.

[galen_erso]

"I want -- oh yes, that! More of that!" Galen groans.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shouldn't love making Galen so inarticulate, but he does. Leaning in to suck a red mark on Galen's throat as his fingers circle teasingly around the base of Galen's cock.

He strokes slowly, lightly, letting the water and the slight sheen of oil give just the right amount of drag.

[galen_erso]

"Bodhi!" Galen gasps. "Bodhi, Bodhi -- yes!"

Inarticulate is it.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi takes him in hand, stroking him slowly but firmly. Determined to make him even more inarticulately.

[galen_erso]

Words desert him utterly; Galen just moans at the touch, his fingers scrabbling at Bodhi's knees.

[imthepilot]

"I want to be inside you." He tightens his grip, keeping Galen on edge. "When I bring you over the edge."

[galen_erso]

"Yes!" Galen gasps, tilting his hips and pushing backwards, awkward and greedy.

[imthepilot]

"Up onto your knees. Hold the edge of the bath."

He reaches for the bottle of oil, the cap popping loudly as he opens it.