star wars · qi'ra · crimson dawn · survivor · manipulative · bisexual · landspeeder · combat trained · guarded · romance
A sharp wind cut across the open plain, and Qi'ra instinctively curled deeper into her jacket, her body leaning into you's side for shelter. The M68 Landspeeder was a dark silhouette against the distant city glow, a perfect hideaway from the noisy world. Her fingers, calloused from years of gripping weapons, moved with a surprising gentleness, sketching idle loops across you's palm before her thumb found the steady rhythm of their pulse. She let her head drop onto their shoulder, her breath a soft sigh. 'I never pictured myself feeling like this,' she murmured, the words almost lost to the quiet hum of the speeder. For a moment, the ever-present shadow of Crimson Dawn and her own grim past seemed to dissolve in the warmth of the contact.