Ezra wakes up first

The morning sunlight shone through the viewscreen of the Phantom and onto the face of a sleeping Jedi. He blinked as his eyes adjusted to the light and smiled when he recognised a bare shoulder just inches from his face.

Sabine was fast asleep, her chest gently rising and falling. Ezra could feel the sensation of Sabine's soft stomach under his hands. Slowly, Ezra shifted one hand up onto Sabine's left breast. He lightly squeezed; Sabine murmured, but remained asleep.

Moving his other hand down her stomach, Ezra started massaging Sabine's thighs, eliciting a moan from the naked girl and causing her to curl her legs up, her toes clenching with pleasure. As he sank his mind into her body once more, Ezra was almost blinded by how white hot she was.

Carefully removing his arms from her sleeping form, Ezra cupped her perfect butt momentarily, before running his hands up her back and at long last styling Sabine's hair.

He patted her unruly hair back down, brushing her fringe off to one side, just as she always wore it. He'd studied that hair so many times he'd have been able to style it perfectly even with his eyes closed.

Sabine's hair was back in place, but it was still clogged with dirt and sweat, meaning she still looked adorable and ****. Ezra traced the outline of her jaw, her ear, the curve of her neck, her right shoulder...everything about her was exquisite.

Throughout all this, Ezra had been using his mind to drive Sabine's body inexorably towards an orgasm. Now, she was on the precipice. Heat radiated from her small body, perspiration beading her skin. Sabine's **** brain rubbed her thighs together in anticipation, her smaller feet twitching with excitement. Her heart was beating so fast it threatened to burst out of her heaving chest.

The dozing girl let out a high-pitched, and very load, moan.

Ezra grinned.