`….This...doesn't feel...right….. Savage thought as he massaged his throbbing head. He had been feeling this way ever since he met with the night sisters. What did those...witches...do to me… It felt as if his mind was in a daze, clouded by the mission bestowed to him. Gain Dooku's trust, kill Dooku, Protect the Night sisters. These thoughts consumed his mind and soul, stabbing at him to obey. He was no longer in control. To Savage's agony, a droid entered his room without permission, only announcing he was to meet with Count Dooku in the ship's bay. With a quiet growl, savage quickly drew his saber and sliced the meaningless droid in two. Savage began to trudge to Dooku's request, still tending to his miserable head.
" Atai Molec," Zahira spoke. Atai stopped in his tracks, turning to see a togruta dressed in a black cloak which only showed her eyes and hands. The last time he had seen a togruta dressed in a such a way was not a pleasant experience, however, this female seemed to be much older given her long head tails. "What is the meaning of seeking my presence togruta." He said in his raspy zygerrian accent. " I am a servant of count Dooku, who wanted to congratulate you on your promotion to king of Zygerria," Zahira replied, moving slowly closer as she spoke, "Tell Dooku that i did what i thought best for Zygerria, and we thank him for his allegiance." By this time Zahira had swiftly moved within inches of him. "For your cooperation, The count has asked me to provide you with a …..gift." Her eyes shimmered mischievously as she spoke the last words. Atai could feel himself harden as he figured what she meant by gift. Almost immediately, he ushered her to his chambers, where he ordered all others to leave. Once alone, Zahira slowly slipped of the dark cloak, revealing a silky black bra, with a golden jewel hanging from the center, and a skimpy pair of panties shielding her smooth core. With tiny golden spears dangling from her head tails. Without a word Atai began frantically removing his armor, hardening further by her reveal. Zahira was amused at how easily she had captivated him. This had not been the first time she had done something like this, she enjoyed being a "gift" especially from her memories as a learning Jedi where such things were not allowed. She slowly moved into his bed, laying her back on the cool sheets as she moved her scarlet hands up and down her body. Atai, now completely undressed and hard, slid over her and began sucking her neck as he groped her chest and thigh. She moaned as he teased her with his hardness pressing against the thin cloth that blocked him from her. Her hand slid down his body and stroked his manhood making Atai move faster with his hands and mouth until he couldn't take it, he slicked his tongue from her neck to her womanhood, gripping her thighs with his fingers and sliding off her panties with his teeth. This excited Zahira, and with one swift move Atai plunged into her hot core making them both moan with pleasure. Gripping her tightly, Atai quickly began thrusting in and out of her, making her scream with anticipation as she moved her hips. With one hand, Atai began taking off her bra and with the other, he stroked her right montrail. With her bra completely off, Atai leaned down and began sucking at her left nipple and twisting his fingers around her right. Zahira smiled mischievously gripping the bed sheets, " Oh yes, tame me." she said knowing this would bring him closer to the edge. She could feel him throbbing inside her as he thrust. Placing his hands tightly on her head tails, Atai thrust his lips to her neck moaning as he sucked her smooth scarlet skin. "Say your-ugh...mine" he pleaded as he could feel himself right on the edge. Zahira's eyes shimmered as she said it "mm I...am yours" with that Atai came into her moaning loud enough for all of his guards to hear. He slid off her her breathing hard. Zahira smiled as she thought to herself,….mm..perhaps I should spend a little more time on Atai's….gift.