Exile Adventures

Sabotaging C9-T9 should be simple. Lupo Shar had thought that his single force cage would be enough to ensure the droid's safety but had been too cheap to even place a single security camera. It would be easy to slice into the droid's behaviour core and program it to think that it was about to crash, triggering its self destruct mechanism. Almost there... got it.

Self destructing in three...

Shit.

Two...

I scramble across the room and throw myself behind a heap of Plasteel Cylinders just as C9-T9 detonates, taking with it Lupo Shar's hopes for paying off his debts.

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"And after C9-T9 was destroyed, Lupo couldn't sell me the place fast enough. You do wonderful work!" Borna Lys explains, her lekku twichting excitedly and beautiful orange face flushed with the thrill of victory. The swoop area was deserted, the large fan in the middle of the room quietly rotating.

"The pleasure was all mine, Borna." I replied warmly, with a hint of suggestion. Perhaps I could combine business with pleasure? I hadn't yet had an opportunity to work off the stress I had built up traversing the refugee sector. My fling with Lorso on Citadel Station seemed so long ago.

She hands me a datapad and a credit chit, which I glance at briefly to confirm. Two thousand credits, the agreed upon sum. The datapad contains... an address?

"It's all there. There's just one more thing to take care of." I raise an eyebrow at that.

"I still haven't thanked you properly for your help. I got this place for an absolute steal. Seems to me that I owe you something extra." She presses her body against mine, her breath hot on my neck and one lekku finger caressing my lips. "Stay with me tonight. I promise you won't regret it."

Well, that was easy. She presses her lips to mine, her tongue seeking entrance. I put a hand on her back and pull her into me, deepening the kiss. I slide my tongue into her mouth and she groans into me, meeting it with her own. After a minute the twi'lek pulls away, her bust heaving slightly and her luscious lips parted. Her eyes lock hungrily onto mine.

"See you later." She whispers, voice husky. My eyes track her toned ass as she saunters out, hips swaying ever so slightly. It looks like tonight is going to be my best since landing on this shit heap.

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I slip off the Hawk with a mumbled excuse about finding supplies. Atton is playing pazaak against T3 and Kreia is meditating, they shouldn't notice an extended absence.

I reach the address Lys provided me with. The apartment, while slightly dingy, is better than many of the other apartments in the complex. I reach out with the force and note that there is just one life form inside. You can never be too careful.

I knock on the door and it slides open, revealing the slim twi'lek. She was wearing a scant red outfit which nicely complimented her orange complexion. Her bra, light blue in colour, did a good job of showing off her cleavage. Her body was toned and fit, it was obvious she took care of herself.

Then again, you'd have to on Nar Shadaa.

"May I come in?" I ask, my eyes roving over her body. It was obvious that she enjoyed the attention. Her lekku twiched, betraying her excitement.

"Please."

I walk past her, setting down my blaster and noting the wine she had sitting unopened on her table. The rest of the apartment was sparsely furnished. She simply had a bed, a table, a refresher, and an area for food preparation. No wonder she was so happy about acquiring the swoop den. After closing and locking the door, she follows me in. I sit on the edge of the bed, simply admiring her body. She notices my gaze and giggles.

"Like what you see?"

"Very much." I could feel my cock hardening, forming a bulge in my trousers.

She bites her lip and moves towards me, hands alighting on my shoulders and looks into my eyes.

"Then it's only fair to return the favour." Her hands move to my waist, unbuckling the fastenings on my combat suit. It's obvious she knows her way around them, and she makes quick work of the upper section. I sigh and lean back with arms raised as she grasps the inner layer, pulling it up and over my head. Orange fingers deftly unclasp my bra traps, freeing my DD breasts from their prison. She stands up, eyes roving down from my breasts to my now tented crotch. I see her eyebrows rise in surprise, and then a small smile tug at the edge of her mouth. It seems she was receptive to my more... unusual qualities.

Her hands disappear behind her back and her bra falls to the floor, forgotten. Her perfectly formed C-Cup breasts look absolutely stunning. She straddles me and leans down, mashing her lips to mine with her hands on either side of her head. Our tongues wrestle for dominance as I move my head upwards. She moans in response and dry humps my crotch, my arousal obvious even through the bottom half of my combat suit. She breaks off the kiss, breathing heavily. A drop of sweat from her neck makes its slow way down to her bust, settling between her tits. My cock grows even harder . All I can think of is pinning her down and fucking her until-

I moan openly as her slim orange hands go to work. One caresses my bulge through the material while the other makes short work of my lower fastening. I massage Borna's lekku with my hands and she groans, pulling down my panties and allowing my erect penis to stand proud.

I didn't like to brag, but I had a beautiful cock. At nine inches long and nearly two inches in diameter, it was enough to make most men jealous. It stands proudly before Lys' admiring eyes, pink head waiting for attention.

Borna wasted no time. She massages the shaft and takes the head into her mouth, sucking lightly and massaging the tip with her dextrous tongue. Her slim fingers travel lower, fondling my balls and massaging the sensitive skin around my asshole. I gasp, chest heaving and tits wobbling as a bead of pre-cum emerges from my tip. Lys collects it with a finger, spreading it around my ass before teasingly pushing her index finger inside at a torturously slow pace.

I gasp as my ring stretches. Borna does a magnificent job at distracting from the discomfort. While her right hand does its work on my ass, her left alternates between fondling my balls and pumping my shaft. Her head bobs up and down on my dick, throat muscles massaging the shaft and head wherever possible.

Force, she knows what she's doing!

By now my asshole is stretched enough for her to add a second finger and pump in and out slowly. She times her thrusts with the bobbing of her head, her spare hand massaging my balls and exploring my waist. My own hands are not inactive. I massage her lekku, drawing a moan from her which makes her throat vibrate around my cock, making me buck further into her throat. My balls slap against her chin as I retreat from her welcoming mouth and hilt myself again, one hand holding her head to my crotch as her fingers continue to piston in and out of me.

I can't hold on any longer. My balls churn, and I knew I had reached the point of no return.

"Borna, I'm..." All rational though left my mind and I couldn't finish my sentence. I hold her head down onto my cock as it twitches and erupts, painting the back of her throat with my seed. She encourages me, continuing her ministrations by massaging me with her throat. She pumps my shaft with her left hand, her right still pumping my asshole. My mind-blowing orgasm continues for several seconds and the orange twi'lek does her best to swallow every drop. Even so, a small rivulet drips from her lips and down my shaft as she raises her head.

She withdraws her hand from my ass and cleans off my now softening prick with it. I watch, enraptured, as she brings the hand to her mouth and cleans off her fingers with her tongue, delicately removing all traces of my messy orgasm. She quickly straddles me again, locking our lips and drawing me into another passionate kiss. Our sweat covered breasts press against each other and my prick softens against her thigh.

"That was... fuck!" I manage to gasp, still recovering.

"I felt I had to thank you properly for helping me out. I hope you enjoyed it, I know I certainly did." The twi'lek responds from the table, eyeing my now softened penis. "Seems like you'll be ready for another round soon." She picks up the wine and holds it up in a silent question.

My comlink chimes. Visquis wants to meet with me in the Jekk'Jekk Tarr, immediately.

"The wine's going to have to wait, Borna. I've got an appointment." The orange beauty looks disappointed. "But I'll certainly be back soon. Count on it." I dress quickly, recovering my weapon from her table.

As the doors close, I hear her again.

"I can't wait."