Fulcrum

He breathed gladness, gratitude to be with her, so grateful to be hearing her, seeing her, feeling her, he never wanted anything else; and he kissed her again with fierce tenderness, and gently pushed his hips and slid inside. He felt every millimetre rising along himself. His chest sharply rose and fell again as the feeling jolted through every part of him. So hot, so slick, so tight and soft, all her. A groan escaped him of "I love you… oh Jyn." as his hips drew up and back, pulling him through her, along her soft tissues and inner clitoral nerves.