Hey, if there was one thing Kanan was always good for, it was distractions from current political climates.

It was kind of the story of his life, really.

He smiled as her teeth caught his lip, a chuckle somewhere deep in his chest, and let his hands go for a meander. A slightly more bold meander this time around than before, already toying with the bottom of her t-shirt, sneaking up underneath the fabric to rest his hands against the skin of her lower back.