Author's Disclaimer
This is NOT a sweet story about Lord Sixfee'Tunder, Chis Sith with a sense of humor. This is Talon, Six's dark side, a product of the infamous betrayal before Corellia. She's now a fractured creature, with a twisted mind and this is how she becomes healed by an unlikely person. I wrote this to see how dark I could go, and things went south pretty fast, but the end product was too good to lie in a folder on my computer. Please, please, please, do not read if you believe it will change your outlook on any of my other pieces, the characters I've written about previously, or me as a writer. This is dark, raw and sexually violent piece, you've been warned. Thank you.
Corellia, it's a warzone, the smell of blood and smoke in the air, my sort of place. As the anti-aircraft guns boom in the distance, I survey the scene before me. It's a bloodbath of mangled limbs and dead Republic troops, and I'm staring at the reason why. My Sith lord is standing over one of the bodies, a vision in black armor. Most people call her Wrath, but she allows me to call her by another name she knew long ago, Talon. A talon she is, hard and piercing, unafraid to shred anyone in her way. I'd never served a Sith before, now I never want to serve under anyone else.
She powers down both of her light sabers and clips them to her slender hips. I can see her shoulders and chest are heaving, but I know it's not from the exertion of the battle. It's the reason I insist on accompanying her on these trips. After a bout of carnage, her lust for blood transforms into something else, and I like being there for it. She turns and gives me a hungry grin, white teeth flashing against her blue skin, and I return it. Her red eyes are glowing as she heads towards me, and as evil as she looks, I find her captivating. She stops only a hair's breadth from me, not touching yet.
"Was it good for you, Lieutenant?" she breathes, and my body reacts instantly.
"Yes, my lord." Standing on protocol, for now, making sure not to misstep. Her hungry grin grows wider.
"Good." She says, and crushes her lips to mine, as I crush her to my chest. Using an inhuman grace, she manages to wrap her arms and legs around me. Her slight weight is easy to support as I move my hands under her ass, holding her up. Her mouth is a voracious thing, a wampa tearing into a tauntaun carcass she would say, her metaphors usually relate to Hoth, where she grew up and acquired her array of nicknames. Then I stop thinking as my blood rushes to a harder part of my anatomy, feeling her writhe in my arms.
"I saw a burnt out bit of fuselage a click back," she said breaking from the kiss panting, knowing it turns me on when she uses military terms, "Might make for a bit of privacy." I manage to nod, when a weak groan captures both of our attention. I slowly let her down, grabbing my blaster as she lays her hands on her sabers. She's ready for battle again, and her ferocity turns me on even more.
We step through the pile of bodies, tracing the low sounds to their source, when we find her. A young Cathar trooper, she looks shell-shocked. She was probably blown back from one of the grenades that were thrown, but otherwise she's intact. Her large yellow eyes stand out against the short tawny brown fur that covers her feline face. I look over at Talon, she's never cared for the cat-like humanoids, but her eyes are glowing again and I know her twisted mind is concocting something.
"Still alive are you?" Talon addresses the young woman, "How do you feel about staying that way?" The terrified Cathar looks from Talon to me, and probably thinks she's having a nightmare. Between my hulking form, bloodstained armor and scarred face, I'm not a sight most want to see. But Talon's even spookier, her blue skin and glowing red eyes eerily demonic. The Cathar looks ready to scream, and Talon lunges forward, covering her mouth.
"Shhh, now, Kitten," Talon says, "We don't have to hurt you. I think you might want to have some fun with us." The Sith stares into the Cathar's eyes, and the woman goes limp. Talon looks back at me, her grin half crazed. "Grab her Lieutenant, I think we've found a playmate." I heave a sigh as I toss the young woman over my shoulder, fun with a Sith takes on a whole new meaning, but she always makes it worth it.
We head to the shell of the crashed star fighter, and Talon has me set the Cathar down on the ground. She strokes the woman's forehead, gently.
"Wake up Kitten," she murmurs, and the Cathar starts to rouse. A smile plays at her lips, as if she were waking from a restful nap. She opens her eyes and sees Talon and me in the half-light, and realizes she's still in her nightmare. Talon places her hand back over the woman's mouth.
"Easy, Kitten," she says soothingly, "We just want some fun, but I assure you it'll be the best you've ever had." I see the woman struggle, her fear intensifying as she realizes she can't move. Force Stun, I remember it feels like being held down with invisible hands, very disconcerting. Talon is drinking in her terror, letting it fuel her, and I can see the waves of red and black emanating from her body.
She crouches over the woman's prone form, and places a teasing kiss on her lips. The woman looks horrified and opens her mouth, but Talon deepens the kiss, muffling any noise she may have made. Her deft fingers start releasing the clasps on the Cathar's armor and I know what kind of fun Talon has in mind. I'm the only one that knows she desires women as well as men, passion being as strong with either gender.
After quickly stripping the woman, Talon removes her own armor, revealing a slim form that has graced my bunk, and haunted my dreams. She's still muffling the Cathar's mouth with her own but it looks as if her passion is starting to relax the woman. She breaks from the kiss, placing her hand back over the woman's lips.
"Now then, Kitten," she murmurs, "I can let you live, even give you a choice." She gestures at me with her head. "My companion there, is a wonderful lay, but then again so am I." She stroked her hand down the Cathar's lightly furred body, and it looks like the woman is trying not to moan. "Would you rather have me fuck you, or him?" The Cathar looks shocked, and her fear causes Talon's energy waves to pulse again. "Now, I'm going to remove my hand. If you make any noise, you'll ruin the fun and we'll just have to fuck over your corpse. Understand?" The horrified woman nods and Talon takes her hand away.
"Please, Sith," she begs, "I was saving myself for commitment. Please let me go." An even more diabolical grin spreads over Talon's face, and the woman looks like she realized she'd confessed the wrong thing.
"A virgin, huh?" Talon asks, "Maybe I should make sure." She strokes her hands over the Cathar's breasts and the woman looks overwhelmed by fear, but also an unsure pleasure. Talon leans down and licks the woman's nipples, while reaching her hand down the stroke herself. The Cathar looks to me and her eyes meet mine, but all I do is lick my lips, increasing her terror. I won't move unless Talon wants me too, but that doesn't mean I can't participate from afar. I start to remove my own armor, only keeping on my shorts, but I can see the Cathar's eyes dart to my thick shaft as I rub myself through them. Talon looks back at me and gives me a hungry, but approving grin. She knows I'm helping build the woman's fear level, and she likes it.
Talon keeps moving down the Cathar's body, settling between her legs. She gives her a long lick, and the woman tries to arch away from the stun that holds her. She bites her lower lip, looking scared and aroused, but unwilling to test what Talon said about not making noise. As Talon continues to lick and slips one slim finger into the girl's pussy, the woman gasps hard.
"I think she might be telling the truth, Lieutenant." Talon says, with a grin, "She's as tight as my armor." Talon looks down as my member, "You'd ruin her for anyone else." I smile back at her.
"You would know, Talon," I say, reminding her of the pleasure I've given her in the past. A flash of red bursts in her eyes and I can practically feel heat my words create in her. She licks her lips and turns back to our captive.
"One act of mercy," Talon sighs, "It'd be a shame for this to be your first time feeling the pleasure of a cock inside you." The Cathar looks relieved, until Talon moves against her, "Guess you'll have to settle for me." Talon swoops her mouth back down and begins licking the girl furiously.
The woman's eyes open wide, and I quickly crouch next to her, covering her mouth to quiet her cries. Even with the Force Stun, the Cathar's hips are bucking against Talon's nimble tongue. Her eyes roll as fear and pleasure mix in a combination she'd never experienced. Talon slips first one, then two fingers inside her, and starts sliding them in and out as she sucks at the woman's clit. The Cathar screams in pleasure against my hand and the waves of energy around Talon flare up. She lifts her head slightly and gives me a nod.
"Now, Pierce," Talon whispers urgently and I move behind her quickly, shucking my shorts. She lifts up on her knees, keeping her mouth at the Cathar's pussy, but presenting herself to me. I lean down and give her several licks of my own, relishing her moans, as I taste her aroused juices. It sounds like she's working the Cathar back into an unwilling frenzy, the woman is gasping and weak, still shuddering from her orgasms.
I kneel behind Talon and stroke myself against her. She moans again at my teasing and tries to press against me, but I just slide my cock up and down her lower lips, rubbing it against her clit. Without giving her warning I grasp her hips and thrust into the tightness. I hear her gasp into the Cathar's center, as I hold her firm, letting her body get adjusted to me. Then I start moving, pulling out almost completely, before plunging back in, then repeating the movement. She gasps again, and starts licking the Cathar with renewed vigor. The woman's cries are echoing in the husk of the fuselage, while Talon's moans are muffled in her pussy. I thrust hard, knowing that's how she loves it and feel her climax around me.
The sudden tightness of her pussy almost pushes me over the edge, but I grit my teeth and keep thrusting. I smack her ass and she growls in warning, but I do it again. She might punish me for it later, but I love how she tightens when I do it. She takes my actions out on the Cathar, slipping in a third finger as she keeps lapping at her. She's probably taken away the woman's virgin status, but it looks like the Cathar has stopped caring, only able to shudder as wave after wave of climaxes hit her.
The energy around Talon reaches a fevered pitch and I lean over her. My thrusts are growing wild as I bite her shoulder, reaching under her to toy with her clit. As she screams in pleasure and explodes around me, my hips buck against her and I come hard. My body jerks, and I shout her name, seeing stars as I empty into her. I rub my face on her back, kissing the blue skin, and drinking in her moans. I look over her to the Cathar, who looks stunned by her body's reaction. I lean back and withdraw from Talon's body, reluctantly, already wishing I was hard enough to go again.
I stand and scoop up my armor, watching Talon get up to retrieve hers. She's left the Cathar in a naked, shivering heap while we get dressed. After the last clasp is clipped, she releases the woman from her stun.
"Up, Pub!" Talon barks, "Get yourself dressed." The woman looks at us uncertainly, and picks up her armor to don it quickly. When she's finished Talon stalks over to her, reaching her hand around the woman's head to grab her by the hair. "Look at me, Pub!" The Cathar's eyes meet Talon's glowing red ones. "I'm letting you forget this, but my face will be the one that comes to you every time you have an orgasm. No matter how good any of your future lovers are, they'll never give you the heights or depths of pleasure that we've dragged you through today. You will live, craving, but fearing what you crave. Enjoy." Talon spat out her curse and let the Cathar drop unconscious to the ground.
I followed Talon as she strode from the wreckage, both of the star fighter and the Cathar she ruined.
"Thank you, Talon," I don't have to explain. She knows I'm grateful she didn't have me fuck the woman, she being the only one I want. I always wonder what limits she's created in her head and what lines will be crossed. She smiles gently at me and shrugs.
"Terror is my domain, Lieutenant," she says lightly, as if discussing the weather. "Obeying my orders is yours." Her grin turns hungry again. "Besides, why would I want to share that big handsome body with anyone?" I'm almost blushing at her version of a compliment.
"You let her live," I state, and watch as she gives me a brisk nod.
"Yes, but it won't be much of a life." She gave me another evil grin, "She's always going to be wanting, wondering why none of her lovers will ever satisfy her." The chuckle that escaped her was cold. "With any luck it will drive her mad." All I can do is shake my head.
"You're a cruel woman, Talon." I say, and she licks her lips again as she looks at me.
"But that's why you love me," she drawls. That's not the reason, but it's what she wants to believe so I don't correct her. Whatever had happened between her and other unnamed crewmates seemed to be over, leaving husks as burnt-out as the fuselage we had just fucked in.
She never gave me the details of what happened, but it had changed her, turning her towards her primal nature and leaving her to me. Not that I was going to complain, I'd always loved my insatiable Sith and now I got to reap the benefits. Even now as we reached our speeder, she pushed me down on the seat, and climbed on top of me. Her lips meld with mine and I taste the remnants of the Cathar's arousal on her tongue. Her hips grind on me and I feel myself growing hard again.
"Say it, Pierce," she pants at my lips, "I want to hear it."
"I love you, Talon," I reply, and I feel her slide down to undo the armor at my waist, reaching her hand inside to stroke me.
"Again?" she asks, looking delighted, and we know she's not the only insatiable one in the relationship. Even surrounded by bodies, in enemy territory, I want her. I nod and we strip right there, not caring who might see this time. I push her to the ground, no preamble, and surge into her. She groans as I fill her, and I start thrusting hard at her, lifting her ass with every push.
"Yes! Yes, Pierce!" she's crying out as I pound against her. She screams again in ecstasy, and I feel her nails rake my back, leaving trails that burn like little suns. It's only when she arches her back and her eyes fly open, unseeing, that I know she's reached the pinnacle and thrust one more time as hard as I can.
"Pierce!" She cries out as she convulses around me, pulling me over the edge of sanity with her. My body feels electric as I spasm in her again and again, feeling like my life is being leached away. I collapse to her side and crush her to me.
"Damn, I love you woman." I say fiercely into her hair, and she murmurs agreement, snuggling next to me. She hasn't told me the same yet, something tells me she might not ever. But I know she does, in her twisted way, and that's enough. Fuck the galaxy and it's wars, I fought my own war for this primal force of a woman and she's mine, damn it. I dare anyone to try and stop us.
