Such a Tease

“Hmm.” Lena’s head shakes slightly, her heart slows gently and she tilts her head back up and to the side, eyes still closed. “You're cold.” A contented smile graces her lips, pushing backwards into Kara's arms until she's cocooned and her nose tickles at Kara's jaw. Kara drops a kiss to her throat. “Sorry, it's raining and I forgot to dry off.” Her arms fold around Lena’s stomach and she grins at the flutter of her heart, how, despite the hot water cascading over them, gooseflesh rises on Lena’s skin where Kara’s hands trail.

There's a current of emptiness that weaves through her mind now, a terrible sense that never leaves her be.

He was her Star, and she was the Stardust that made up the universe. Cassian and Jyn have known each other for most of their lives, but only through their dreams. Dreams however, have a funny way of coming to life.

“I thought you said you were going to work with Scott.” Derek's eyes are zeroed in on his pile of stuff now; he didn’t think there would be that much sand. “I did. That involved walking up and down a beach all day.” Stiles pinches the hem of his rash guard before pulling it over his head, wincing as the collar scrapes over a sunburnt patch of skin on his neck. “I may or may not have pissed off a beachmaster, gotten chased, and tripped over some driftwood.” Derek is staring at him with the same unimpressed look he’s been using since Stiles was sixteen. It hasn’t worked in years but Stiles hasn’t told Derek that. Dude’s got to get his kicks in somewhere and they may as well be on someone who knows his expressive eyebrows don’t mean imminent death. Usually.