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[imthepilot]

[From here]

There rooms are a bit of a mess. Bodhi spend all night cooking and as much as he cleans as he goes, there's still a lot left to do. But it can wait. He puts the last ingredients away to be made into something else tomorrow.

He turns to Galen, shedding his jacket. "That was enjoyable. I missed markets like that."

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[galen_erso]

"Yes, absolutely!"

[imthepilot]

Bodhi shares one last loving kiss before standing up and offering Galen his hand. He didn't realise till then how bone tired and emotionally wrung out he feels. Once Galen's up, Bodhi melts into a hug. It's been a very long day. A soak is just what he needs. Or so he hopes. He's never been immersed in water like this before.

[galen_erso]

Galen holds him, lending the slight pilot his strength. "My Bodhi," he whispers.

[imthepilot]

"My Galen." He whispers, wrapping his arms around Galen's waist. "Don't let me drown. I've heard that can happen." He takes Galen's hand and drifts towards the bathroom.

[galen_erso]

"I will take good care of you," Galen promises. "Always."

[imthepilot]

"I know." Bodhi smiles softly, closing the door to keep the cats out.

He leans against the wall near the door, pulling Galen into a soft kiss before starting to undress him. It's not like it was on Eadu - the frantic rush to get each other naked. More gentle, more comfortable. Like something they could spend the rest of their lives doing.

[galen_erso]

Galen gives a soft moan and lets him, not trying to get Bodhi naked yet. He's mostly unchanged to when Bodhi knew him in life -- hairy, a bit scruffy, well-built but entirely utilitarian. There might be a tad more salt in the salt-and-pepper of his chest hair.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi takes his time - touching softly, gently. Remembering and relearning. He strokes Galen's chest hairs, carding his fingers through it ever so gently, careful not to pull. "I missed- the simplicity of touch."

[galen_erso]

Galen reaches out to stroke Bodhi's cheek, his chin, his neck and his throat.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi closes his eyes and relished the touch, "Galen." He breathes, the word on his lips like a prayer.

"Undress me? Please?"

[galen_erso]

Galen's hand slips deeper, and the other comes up to open Bodhi's collar.

[imthepilot]

He breathes a slow sigh, leaning back against the wall and letting Galen touch him, strip him. Letting the scent and warmth of his lover replace darker memories.

[galen_erso]

Galen leans in to kiss Bodhi's collarbones once they are bare, pushing the fabric off his shoulders as he does so.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi's lost a lot of weight. Even though he's now starting to put it back on his collarbones are still overly prominent. As are his ribs.

And there are scars that won't there before. Parallel lines on his inner, upper right arm, just above the elbow joint. Matching scars on the top of his right thigh. None of them deep but there are a few of them.

[galen_erso]

Galen runs his fingers along those scars, then bands his head further to kiss the soft inside of Bodhi's elbow.

He acknowledges what happened, but won't dwell on it. Not now. This moment is for re-discovery, a celebration of their after-life together.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi's breathing quickens but he doesn't pull away, doesn't let his pain spill out in the whimper he can feel like a lump in his throat. Just a single tear, slow and hot on his cheek.

He rests a shaking hand on Galen's shoulder, drawing him back up to kiss him slowly. Parting his lips to invite Galen to deepen it.

[galen_erso]

Galen gently licks at the inside of Bodhi's lips while kissing, and opens his own lips, soft and wet.

[imthepilot]

Bodhi can't help but lean into the kiss. Melt into it. Resting his hands on Galen's bare hips as he relishes the slow sensuality of it. His...desire has been slow to come back after- after everything that happened. But he can feel Galen's kiss warming him again. Slowly, softly.

[galen_erso]

Galen's lips move and suckle, slowly and lusciously, as if the whole world was made up solely of this kiss.

[imthepilot]

A whimper does escape Bodhi's lips. Not fear or regret or pain. This whimper is pure joy. Like stepping out into warm sunshine or opening a door to see Galen's smile. It the sound of a tiny part of his fractured self healing.

[galen_erso]

Galen's strong hand comes up to cradle Bodhi's neck while he keeps kissing him with utter abandon.

[imthepilot]

Nothing short of oxygen deprivation will make Bodhi break that kiss, even as his knees start to tremble a little. He just clings to Galen and tries to give back with as much feeling as he's getting.

[galen_erso]

"Bodhi," Galen whispers, reverently, into their kisses.

Something, however, lightly thumps on the door.

[imthepilot]

"Kyber!" Bodhi growls softly as a little ginger paw manages to push it's way under the door.

[galen_erso]

"Oh," Galen says. "I suppose he needs to go? Or thinks we've been silent too long?"