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None of Our Business	By : Axolotl555 Category: Star Wars (All) > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 3516 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Jyn sat on her designated spot on the council’s table. Cassian was placed to her right, and Bodhi on the next seat. The two of them where going over some talking points on a datapad. The last few members of the council were filing in, taking their places, as others conversed or took these last few minutes before the meeting to get ready. Jyn had her notes in front of her. She had prepared them at Cassian’s instance, but she had never been one to put anything in written form. She knew what she had to say, and when the moment came, she would let instinct take over. So, instead of going over her notes, she let her mind wander.
Not in a million years could Jyn have thought, one year earlier, that this would be her life. When K2 had found her, she had had no other perspectives than being an imperial prisoner. An escape would just mean the continuation of her aimless journey as a fugitive. Devoid of her own name to hide her compromising past, she would continue to run, steal and scrape, unseen and unknown, not knowing what had become of her father or her mentor. The political stakes that were shaping the galaxy would remain just something else to factor into her perpetual flight under the radar.
Her brief and tragic encounters with Saw and with her father had changed everything, simultaneously sobering her and awaking to something that had no way back. If there were any doubts as to where she belonged, Cassian had dispelled them with two simple words: “Welcome home”. She instinctively knew to trust this man, to stay close to where he was, to put her life in his hands if it came to it.
As for Bodhi, she eventually learned that one of the reasons she and him had so inevitably come together was her father. Galen had quite literally sent him for her. It had taken Bodhi months to talk to Jyn about it, but he worked up the courage one night. Cassian had been gone for a few days on a solo mission, and he was scheduled to return the day after, so Bodhi knew it had to be that night, if he wanted to get Jyn alone in their unit. Before this, when Jyn had asked Bodhi about her father, he had elusively answered that he barely knew him; that they had spoken the bare minimum in order to plan his escape with the message. In reality, Bodhi explained that night, there was much more to it. They took up conversation in the meal line one day, and they sat together to eat. Galen was already on the lookout for someone to help him, so their friendship hadn’t lasted long, because the plan had to be carried out rather quickly.
Galen had started by letting out a few questions and comments to test Bodhi’s potential proclivity to betray the Empire. He had soon realized Bodhi was pursuing a career as a pilot, rather than serving the imperial forces out of loyalty of conviction. He also learned Bodhi was from Jedha, famous for the deep spirituality of its people. Galen made his bet, hoping that Bodhi would have it in him to put the greater good of the galaxy above his personal ambitions. He sensed Bodhi was capable not only of changing allegiances, but even sacrificing everything – including his own life – for the cause.
In hushed and hurried conversations, Galen told him about his past, about how he met Lyra, about Jyn as a child. He told Bodhi about the ordeals they had gone through to abandon the Empire and start a new life in Lah’mu. He sketched the geopolitical situation of the galaxy as best as he could. He told Bodhi about the rebels, both moderate and radical. “I left my daughter with the leader of the radicals. I don’t know if she’s alive”, Galen’s voice broke, but he quickly regained his cool to avoid unwelcome eyes or ears.
Galen’s bet had paid off. Within a few weeks, Bodhi was ready to do anything to help him. They planned his escape swiftly. They never met outside the mess hall in order to avoid suspicion. The holomessage was passed from Galen to Bodhi’s hand along with a piece of bread over the table. Their good-byes followed suit, subtle and heartfelt, before Bodhi stood up from that table for the last time.
“So, in a way, I was already looking for you when I defected”, Bodhi told Jyn that night in their unit. “What I didn’t anticipate is that I would fall for you so helplessly or that you would protect me and take me in the way that you did”.
Jyn had been listening motionlessly, tears building up in her eyes, heart pounding, not wanting to interrupt Bodhi, hanging on to every word of his long relay. Now that it seemed to be over, she couldn’t hold it anymore and her tears spilled copiously. She started sobbing uncontrollably and fell into a heap, holding her knees to her chest, unable to hold herself upright. “Why, Bodhi? Why didn’t you tell me any of this before? You knew how much I needed to hear about my father. That he was taken from me when I was little, and that I met him again only to watch him get murdered. You lost your parents and your home. You know what it’s like. I even asked you, begged you to tell me anything, and you said there was nothing. Why??”
Bodhi was mortified. His big eyes were blown up even wider, “Jyn. I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry, baby. I know, I know”. He stretched an arm to touch Jyn’s shoulder, but she snapped it away. “I… Like I said – I didn’t know that I would fall for you, that I would want you for my own. Before I met you, I planned on telling you everything, transmit everything I could from your father. I wanted to do that for him. But then we happened, and I couldn’t tell you. I needed you to know me, to want me for what I was, and not hang on to me merely as a messenger or as a reminder of your father. The more time passed, the more difficult it became to tell you. I knew it was unfair. I knew it wasn’t my right to keep this from you, and I knew how angry you would be when you found out. I never told Cassian any of this – I knew he would be angry too, and that he would tell you. I’m so sorry Jyn, please, please forgive me”, he had fallen to his knees next to Jyn, and held her face to his. Jyn merely sobbed for long minutes.
“I can’t”, she finally said, pushing him away. She got up, quickly gathered a few things on her field sac and walked out of the unit, ignoring Bodhi’s pleas. Bodhi didn’t follow her. He went back to the spot where Jyn had sat and braced himself like she had moments earlier. He stayed like that for most of the night, until sleep took him over.
The next morning, Cassian walked in to find Bodhi crumpled up in his corner on the floor, fully clothed, clearly cold and uncomfortable, but asleep. Cassian hurried to kneel beside him and shook his shoulder to wake him. “Bodhi. What’s going on? Are you ok? Where’s Jyn?” Bodhi was awake and aware within seconds. He rubbed his eyes and sat upright. He looked at Cassian guiltily. “We… We had a fight”.
“And she left?? Where did she go, Bodhi?” Cassian looked more alarmed by the second. He grabbed Bodhi roughly by the shoulders. “What the FUCK d’you do to her?!”, he screamed as he shook his slightly smaller partner. Bodhi was terrified and speechless. He had seen Cassian rough up tenths of men and women during interrogations. Now he knew what it felt like to be on the receiving end of his wrath. Cassian didn’t wait for Bodhi’s answer. He pushed him to the wall and stormed out.
It took Cassian less than a minute to cool his head enough to guess Jyn must have gone to Captain Melma’s quarters. Sure enough, she answered the door unsurprised and motioned for him to come in. Jyn sat at the quarter’s minuscule table sipping on a cup of caf. Her eyes were red and swollen, with large dark half-moons under them.
“I’ll leave you two alone”, said Captain Melma, swiftly grabbing a datapad and making her way out.
“Thank you, Shanu”, Cassian let out before she reached the door. Captain Melma stopped in her tracks, struck by a sight of Cassian she had never seen before. She smiled slightly at him, nodded her head, and slipped out.
“Jyn”, Cassian breathed, as he made his way to her and enveloped her strongly. She clung to him with a sort of desperation. “What happened?”, he whispered in her ear.
Jyn began sobbing into his shoulder. Cassian just held her there and stroked her hair, subtly rocking her. Jyn finally wiped her eyes and lifted her head to face him.
She told him the whole story. New tears came to her eyes as she recounted for the first time everything she had learned: the pieces of her family’s and her own story that Bodhi had finally delivered. As she did, a feeling of gratitude started creeping over her, strangely overlapping with the anger that had possessed her. Cassian sat in wonderment at the new information, and he intervened from time to time with questions and remarks to complement the story unraveling before him. Both he and Jyn momentarily forgot all about Bodhi, considering and reconsidering everything he had conveyed. They finally felt silent.
After a few minutes, Jyn asked, “Did you see Bodhi?”
“Yeah”, he answered. “I found him asleep on the floor with his clothes on. I don’t think he got much sleep. He told me you were gone, and I went crazy on him. I didn’t give him a chance to explain. I was so angry and scared. I came here to find you”.
“I was so angry, Cass. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t see him. I had to leave. I’m sorry I scared you”. Cassian shook his head, thumbing her cheek reassuringly. “I’m still angry. But I guess I understand why he took so long to tell me. And he told me, Cass. Even though he knew how angry we would be”. She suddenly stood up. “We have to go find him”.
She and Cassian marched purposefully back to their unit. Thankfully, Bodhi was still there, more or less in the same position Cassian had left him in. He stood up when they walked in. “Jyn!”, he said. “I’m so sorry. I…” Jyn walked to him and put a finger over his mouth to silence him. She put her arms around his middle and her head against his chest. Caught by surprise, Bodhi looked at Cassian over her head. Cassian nodded reassuringly at him. Bodhi breathed out and returned Jyn’s hug, holding her against him and kissing her hair.
It had taken Jyn a few more days to wrap her head around what all this meant. Jyn gradually came to understand why Bodhi had kept his story a secret for so long. Now that she knew that Bodhi had known about her beforehand, and that her father hadn’t merely sent him to relay his message, but also to find her, a whole new meaning colored their relationship. But this new meaning draped over something they had built on their own: Their conjoined fight on Rogue One. Her protection over him. Their inevitable attraction. Their tandem seduction of Cassian and everything that followed. It was not clear any of this would have happened if she had seen him as an extension of her father from the beginning, and she wouldn’t trade any of it for anything. Now, his father’s and Bodhi’s friendship just meant a reaffirmation of the fact they were supposed to be together.
Cassian had mostly stayed out of it, merely witnessing and taking in Jyn’s and Bodhi’s exchanges as they settled into it. He offered a neutral standpoint as the rough edges were smoothed out. He was there to hold them together. He was strangely moved and honored to be with them through this.
The three of them fell into bed together for the first time on the fifth day after Cassian’s return. Something had changed in Cassian over the last few days. He felt closer to his lovers and more open to them than ever before. As Bodhi removed his underpants and ran his hand over his buttocks, Cassian jerked them upwards. “I’m ready”, he breathed. Bodhi looked at him for a moment. “Are you sure?”. Cassian nodded.
Jyn knew this was something between Bodhi and Cassian. She merely held Cassian’s head in her naked lap, her legs stretched in front of her, as she watched Bodhi tease and stretch Cassian like Cassian had done so many times for Bodhi. Cassians eyes were open and unseeing, welling up with tears as his lover gave him what he had denied himself for his whole life. Cassian held on tight to Jyn’s waist as Bodhi finally pushed into him, his body sliding over Cassian’s, his mouth whispering nothings into his ear, his hand roughly grasping handfuls of soft brown hair. Cassian moaned into Jyn’s stomach, sharp pain and indescribable pleasure filling him. She could feel his tears on her stomach, his fingers digging marks on her back. The sight of Bodhi trying and failing at gentleness, his violent instincts taking over; Cassian’s helpless, tortured, blissed-out expression half-concealed by his damp locks… it was all too much for Jyn, who felt a degree of adoration and arousal she hadn’t deemed possible.
Bodhi thrust a few final times into Cassian before coming. He then grabbed Cassian’s cock from behind and made him come as well within a few jerks. Cassian had a powerful release, and was left a helpless, crying, slobbering mess on their bed, as Jyn and Bodhi both caressed his hair and filled him with kisses all over.
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Jyn had blocked all surrounding sounds and images from the council room as her mind had stumbled upon the memory of that night. She had relived it in her head for the last few minutes, probably with a foolish and absent expression on her face, which she became aware of only after Cassian nudged her ribs and she realized Mon Mothma was talking to her, and every pair of eyes in the room was on her. “Sergeant Erso!”, she called, probably for the fifth time. “I-I’m sorry Senator”, she muttered, as Cassian quickly whispered something into her ear, getting her up to speed. Jyn stood up and took a deep breath. It was time for her speech.
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