Ezra gives Sabine his jacket

Ezra stood up and walked across to Sabine. The naked girl instinctively flinched away from him, but relaxed when Ezra took off his jacket and placed it around her shoulders.

Ezra pulled her arms away from her body and looked down at her chest, slowly tracing the curves of her right breast with his fingers. He lightly pushed her chin up so that he could look deeply into her eyes. From this distance, he could make out every inch of her flawless face...the curve of her prominent cheekbones...her green fringe brushed over her forehead and partially covering one eye.

Leaning forward, Ezra delicately kissed her lips. Their lips brushed only for a moment, but Sabine felt her heart flutter and her breathing quicken.

Pulling away from her, Ezra adjusted his jacket so that it sufficiently covered her torso. He unfurled the hem so that it reached mid-thigh length, his fingers passing dangerously close to her pussy.

"Ezra? Sabine? What's going on?" Hera called up to them impatiently.

"Coming now!" Ezra responded.

As Sabine's bare foot touched the first cold, metal rung, she realised that her legs were still bare and that Ezra's jacket was at risk from riding up and exposing her further.

"Sabine! You're alright!" Hera rushed over and pulled the Mandalorian into an embrace. "Is that Ezra's jacket?" Hera raised an eyebrow, looking the embarrassed girl up and down.

"Oh, yeah," Sabine replied, a blush returning to her cheeks. "I sort of ran into...clothing problems."

Her bare feet twitched awkwardly on the cold floor...it was lucky Kanan and Zeb weren't here to see her like this!

"I think I'm going to err...go put some clothes on now..." Sabine stepped away from her to crew mates and made a hasty retreat to her room.