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[imthepilot]

In the last week of Bodhi’s medical leave, he worked himself hard. When he wasn’t in the barrack gym working out, he was studying the specs of his new ship. And when he wasn’t doing that, he was cooking. He had the freezer in Galen’s room stocked with pre-packed meals and ready-made spice blends that could be added to bland meals to make them palatable. As well as restocking his own travelling collection.

He wasn’t sleeping much either.

He was just coming back from the gym when Galen got off work, stripped down and sweaty.

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[galen_erso]

Galen arrives weary, looking weary and beaten; but when he sees Bodhi, he perks up and smiles a little.

"Bodhi," he says, as if always and again pleasantly surprised at seeing him there, at all this being real. He comes over, fast, and kisses a bead of sweat off Bodhi's collarbone.

"You need the fresher, but I like you like this as well," he pronounces. "Hey you!"

This is followed by a proper kiss.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi smiles, lacing his arms around Galen's waist, trying not to moan as Galen chases the drop of sweat. "Hey you. I can't imagine I smell that good."

[galen_erso]

"You smell like my pilot after hard -- work," Galen says, smiling before he outright licks the side of Bodhi's neck.

[imthepilot]

"Galen!" Bodhi whimpers softly, arching his neck. He might be blushing a little.

[galen_erso]

"Not good?" Galen teases.

His day was awful, he has had worrying news, but the sight, and taste, of Bodhi makes everything better. He is home.

Again, after such a long time, there is finally somebody to come home to.

[imthepilot]

"Very good!" He pulls Galen closer. Close is good. Home is good. Just... hugging Galen.

It will be over too soon and Bodhi hates that. It's constantly on his mind.

[galen_erso]

Galen keeps kissing him, humming against Bodhi's skin. "You are going to make dinner?" he murmurs, hopefully.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi chuckles. "I've done all this work to make sure you have real food, even after I go. I wouldn't let me eat rations while I'm here, now would I?"

[galen_erso]

"What are we going to get today?" Galen asks, now kissing Bodhi's lips with his own slightly sweat-stained ones.

[imthepilot]

"I've got a slow stew on the stove I was planning to turn into pasties." He steams another kiss, "After the fresher."

[galen_erso]

"Fresher," Galen says. "I guess I could use a turn in there, too."

[imthepilot]

"Can't see why we wouldn't share." Bodhi purrs, fingers already on the opening of Galen's tunic.

[galen_erso]

Galen playfully licks Bodhi's bare shoulder while pushing the sleeveless undershirt up his torso, running slightly callused up Bodhi's ribs.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi raises his arms to shrug his singlet off. He's been working out hard and it shows, his stomach hard. The burn on his hip, visible above his waistband, his healing but it's still ugly and puckered.

[galen_erso]

Galen looks, the runs his hands over Bodhi's lean muscles, admiring the hardness under the soft skin.

"You are so beautiful," he breathes.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi laughs, rough ad a little disbelieving. He doesn't think of himself as beautiful. But it feels good, the way Galen touches him.

[galen_erso]

Galen follows the contours of Bodhi's muscles with a fascinated finger. "You are so much stronger than you seem underneath those shapeless coveralls."

[imthepilot]

"I'm not that strong, Galen." His muscles flutter under the touch. "I'm still just a scrawny Jedhean street rat trying to make my way." He strokes Galen's hip and up to the patch of burnt skin on Galen's side.

[galen_erso]

Galen is trying to kick off his shoes while leaning into the warm touch of Bodhi's hand.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi steadies him, small but strong hands of Galen's waist as he gets out of his shoes.

For once, Bodhi's in no hurry, happy to let Galen lead, feeling warm and lethargic after the work out. Happy to just things happen.

[galen_erso]

Galen holds on to Bodhi's shoulder as he kicks off his shoes; then, he dips his head to Bodhi's left nipple to lick the salt and seat off it.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi whines a soft sound of pleasure as he toes off his own shoes, pulling gently on Galen's waistband. "In the fresher." He whispers breathlessly, "Please, Galen. I want you inside me."

[galen_erso]

Galen gives a gasp as the waistband hitches on his rapidly rising prick. "Bodhi!"

[imthepilot]

"Please?" Bodhi whispers, kissing Galen softly as he lowers Galen's pants, stepping back to shed his own, equally ready. He takes Galen's hand and leads him towards the fresher, skin still warm and sweat slick from the gym.

[galen_erso]

Galen follows, ready and eager. "Yes!" he promises. "Oh yes!"