„Look at me!", Plagueis demanded.
Obeying, Sidious opened his eyes again. He spotted his master approaching him. Plagueis pushed him down on the sofa. He felt his lips trembling, while met by those of his master. Sidious felt boiling hot. Plagueis's kiss was fierce and demanding - just like he knew it. But now his human face had become bright red for certainty. Plagueis would notice that – how embarrassing! Sidious's eyelids fluttered, while Plagueis's lips and tongue took from his mouth what they wanted and could. Sidious laid back his head in order to taste every touch, every drop of saliva wetting his mouth to the full. Now Plagueis's hand was foundling the back of his head too, massaging his scalp all through the curly red hair. Sidious enjoyed his head being held in position by Plagueis's hand and mouth entirely. He had to do absolutely nothing and could relish in this stable position totally.
Plagueis's lips became softer and more gentle - as became the kiss. Sidious moaned and let fall himself into that kiss thoroughly. Yeah, Plagueis loved him! The Muun had fallen for him long ago for sure. By the day he went at Naboo after him, the clueless seventeen year old one. And now he desired the Muun likewise. Was that love? Where was that going to end? The young Sith couldn't care less now, even though he should. He let out a grunt of indulgence, while Plagueis's tongue fawned around his palate. The young Sith was about to drown in the kiss, which was as intensive as it was never before.
Plagueis unhitched his lips at once and rose again. Sidious looked at him questioningly. The golden eyes of his master had become mere slits and their look was loaded with gleeful softness. Suddenly their gaze hardened and switched into in an expression of vile triumph. Just one moment later they were as gloomy and greedy as he used them to know in this kind of being together with Plagueis. Sidious sucked in the greed and the longing of is master for his body. It fueled his own Dark Side presence and Sidious enjoyed how the feelings stirred up something deep within in his lower parts. He moaned in expectation while Plagueis came near again to undress his apprentice, to untie the belt of his black tunic, to tear down his also black trousers in one swift pull.
„So soft, so fragile", murmured Plagueis, while he let his bony yet elegant hand glide from Sidious's throat down to his navel and even further, until it reached the red bushlands between Palpatine's legs in order to bury itself down there.
Sidious found the pull of Plagueis's hand at his pubic hair just right. When Plagueis's rummaging hand reached the center of that short curly hair, Sidious' body rose spontaneously, to plummet down suddenly one moment later. The pull on his pubic hair was just strong enough to arouse him, but did not hurt. The pain would come later … But that was not important now and far away … far, far away.
… Yeah, he had missed Plagueis in those two weeks heavily! …
And he was curious about how his Sith master would respond to the newly blossomed feelings of his apprentice. Would he have it off with him now differently than in the past? More tenderly, more slowly? Hopefully not too tenderly! Otherwise it would become too absurd, too sweetish!
In a casual flowing movement Plagueis slipped his green tunic and his black undershirt above the elongated head and dashed both carelessly down on the carpet of the floor.
Plagueis looked down on his panting apprentice – laying spread out before him. Sidious' penis raked up already fully erected. That was more than he had expected.
„So horny, my apprentice? I did not do anything yet", Plagueis teased.
Like just in passing, his index finger touched the rose colored tip of his apprentice's rod.
Sidious trembled and moaned hard.
More than content, Plagueis watched the milky juice, gathering at the tip of his apprentice's penis in pre-joy, now moistening his long light-grey index finger. In swift resolve he pushed the slick finger between Sidious's thin shivering lips. He grunted satisfied, while his apprentice licked clean the Muun's finger, swallowing down his own liquids.
„Was it two weeks only?", Plagueis asked in distinguished astonishment. „You look kind of different, Lord Sidious", he added in an almost funny way, pulling his index finger out of Sidious's mouth.
„Moods come and go", Sidious retorted nonchalantly.
„So should I be absent for such a time even more, that my apprentice may welcome me back in such a high-strung expectation?", Plagueis asked in a chatting manner.
Then he took his time to take off his tight black trousers and his slip. He sat down cross-legged on the sofa, while his giant grey and already hardened cock exposed itself while rising up into the air unmistakably.
Plagueis smiled to himself inwardly. Even now, when the better of his apprentice was gotten by the feelings towards him, Sidious tried to maintain an iron control – he fought hard, lest he should let slip out anything inappropriate.
Admirable! Irresistible!
He wondered about, how he would react, when his apprentice in his momentarily mawkishness would utter some romantic nonsense. No! Not his perfect apprentice!
„I but hope, you still remember, what my slave taught you four weeks ago, Sidious", Plagueis said in a drawling way and sent his thoughts and desires via the force to his apprentice.
A gleeful shudder ran down Sidious's spine while receiving the telepathic message about his master's slippery thoughts. He rose instantly to kneel down before his master, bowing low, to close his mouth around the remarkable penis tip, he loathed for so many times earlier. Yes, it was much easier now. And not due to the training with the Zeltron slave only.
He sucked and licked for a while on Plagueis's glans, then he took his master's giant apparatus deep into his throat. And always breath through your nose!, he recalled his lesson a month ago. Yapp, it worked! Like the slave did predict and did himself with his young red-haired trainee. Sidious had been grateful to Plagueis, that he showed such honesty towards his apprentice, not to demand of him to humiliate himself while satisfying the slave in the same manner in order to test his abilities. Apparently Plagueis trusted his skills in these things. And … of course Plagueis wanted him for himself only. Just like now.
He heard Plagueis's breath going harder. He felt, how a herald of lust dropped out of Plagueis's big rod into his mouth. Instantly he drew himself back a bit and sucked the tip, coaxing out even more of the, how he knew even without looking at, clear juice. He swallowed the liquid and felt, how it glided down his gullet.
Plagueis pushed him away from his mid abruptly. Sidious glanced into Plagueis's yellow eyes, out of which sheer desire and greed were exuding. Yesss, something like that he'd expected too.
„Lay down again!", Plagueis commanded.
Sidious let himself down on the sofa eagerly. His expecting blue eyes darted towards his master. Plagueis did not overlook that some yellowish hue had mingled into the usual sky-blue of his apprentice's eyes, while his rosy rod rose up again in wanton desire.
„Seems like, you can't get it soon enough to be filled up by me, my apprentice", Plagueis said with a feisty smile.
Sidious's penis stiffened instantly, protruding straight up into the air. Plagueis realized that the rod of his apprentice had become hard like a rock by his voluptuous words.
„You like when I speak to you like this, don't you?", Plagueis purred, while his long gray hand enclosed the aroused member of his apprentice. Sidious's embarrassed glance by these words passed his master by.
„Even if you never would admit, would you, Palpatine?", he hissed, grabbing Sidious's chin resolutely, turning the smaller face fully towards his own again, while his left hand was still engaged to claw around Sidious' member.
In Sidious's veins the blood froze for a moment due to this double vice-like grip. Then sweat was pouring out from each and every poor. Something flowed down his penis. Yeah, there was some more juice exiting, as Sidious realized, ashamed that his master did pull his secret triggers so well. Still holding the human's chin and rod in place, Plagueis brought his head down and started to satisfy his apprentice orally. Spontaneously Sidious wanted to bring his upper body up, not only to see the rare experience with his very eyes. But Plagueis's hand on his chin made his efforts to be in vain. His upper body was stilled where it was on the sofa.
Sidious whimpered.
His master did that even better and more sensually than the Zeltron four weeks ago. Was Plagueis that outstanding good in such matters or did he just hire an average instructor to demonstrate his apprentice afterwards, who was the master in all things? Sidious told himself, that it didn't matter. Plagueis licked and sucked fantastic! He almost took his whole dick into his mouth while his long tongue did stroll along the wet and slick shaft. Sidious was about to come … right into his master's mouth!
Plagueis's mouth released Sidious's lance from its slick embrace suddenly. Sidious knew why.
Plagueis's right hand did let Sidious's chin go. A moment later the younger Sith felt the very same hand grabbing the ankles of both his legs to pull them behind his head. One bunch of his red hair was entangled between his toes but Sidious merely noticed it while the main focus of his senses lay somewhere else. Meanwhile Plagueis's other hand took some of Sidious's pre-ejaculate from his longing tip in order to wet his apprentice's back entrance. Sidious felt one of his master's long fingers to wander inside his anus, distributing strings of his human liquid generously there. The long grey finger slipped out again … to come back with more juice … Plagueis's pre-joice this time, like Sidious could smell easily.
Unbelievable! Plagueis wanted to make it easier for him! Now he felt two fingers of his master inside him. He even widened him, before ...
Sidious relaxed.
Plagueis's manhood filled his tight channel up to the brim at once. For a moment everything clenched inside the apprentice to expel this voluminous hard cudgel jeering at any average human size. Then Sidious let his constriction go. Only now, the Muun inside started to move. Sidious took in a heavy breath to exhale it likewise. Plagueis did grant him indeed the time necessary to relax beforehand! Sidious's eyes became slits to follow the movements of his master's upper body, while laying on his back passively, letting happen, what happened, while the sofa's plush under their unified frame bounced up and down. Then his body responded to the guiding movements, working against to meet them. Friction became most intense, letting bodies clash together fiercely. Due to his master's rubbing rod, Sidious could tell how his prostate did swell above his rectum.
Sidious had never imagined enjoying sex with his master from the first minute until now like that. He glanced into Plagueis's yellow eyes, which shone bright from above like two fires. Just like his own eyes now for sure.
Plagueis paused.
Stricken in his own lust, Sidious constricted his tight channel anew, awaiting even more pleasure. Once again he felt Plagueis's hand on his lance - going up and down there. After finding the right rhythm he resumed thrusting into Sidious … over and over again … bigger and harder than ever. That was too much for the younger Sith. His body reared up to land with his red head on Plagueis's collarbone. His master's patient but resolute hand put him back on the sofa immediately.
Sidious gasped.
Then his hot semen splashed out to hit his master's chest and belly, while Plagueis ejected his load into his apprentice below. Laid like this on the sofa again, the younger Sith could see the eyes of his Muun-master turning into two blazing suns, which would burn him, should this last for too long.
‚I love you, master!', Sidious thought totally forlorn in himself, to be ashamed the very moment after his silent confession.
He suppressed a loud groan, which became a low one instead. Then he pondered Plagueis's thoughts and feelings, which lay blank and frank, hovering over him in the ongoing orgasm like an open book. Sidious read endless joy, happiness, easiness … and … affection … Yes! Plagueis loved him! He had known this always! Together they would bring down all of their enemies and take over the galaxy! He withdrew his pondering wits from his master's mind quickly, before the Muun's orgasm would end and he would put up the shields around his mind again, then noticing Sidious's transgression of reading his thoughts.
Plagueis dwelled in, how the Midichlorians whirred around their unified bodies. In earlier times Sidious did fight Plagueis in such moments in order to keep an emotional distance. Now his apprentice struggled about keeping a distance from his very own derailed unleashed self. Would Sidious win this fight? His apprentice flew against him with every fiber of his human body. Even though he was ashamed about it the very same time. Plagueis felt the urge to tear down that wall of shame. Just this once! Plagueis sent downwards another wave of his own affection. It seemed to hurt Sidious. But now Plagueis's affection did not meet defiant hatred but the very same affection bouncing back. That was – unfamiliar. He felt Sidious's control getting weaker and weaker. Then, at once, Sidious surrendered his invisible weapons – just for this short while …
… Sidious loved him back!
Plagueis looked once more into the flaming golden eyes of the younger Sith below him. He let go the rose colored legs, he did hold in place all the time. He wrapped his long arms and legs around his apprentice, while the latter's legs were pressed via the weight of the Muun even farther down beneath Sidious's head. Sidious ached, laced up by the four, no, five limbs of his masters into a package, caught in the ardent embrace of the elder Sith.
Something cracked.
No … not bones. That sounded different. Both of them knew. Plagueis felt instead, that he had just broken a blockade in the muscles at the back of his apprentice. And some other blockade in his mind as well.
Sidious stopped breathing while his heart skipped one … two beats. That overwhelming onslaught on all his cautious control devices was … impossible to withstand! But why resist any longer? Plagueis knew it anyway. Plagueis had felt his fledgling affection right after his return to Aborah … returning to him, his loyal apprentice! Plagueis had told him, that the rule of two, as the Muun had learnt it from his own master, was obsolete now. Right now Sidious understood why: Because they needed each other - would need each other always! He, Sidious, belonged truly here, on his master's long conquering pole. He just hadn't known it – two years ago. But now he was twenty-one - the age of reason at his homeworld Naboo. The age of reason, to discover what was good for him, really good … soo goooood!
The supreme Dark Lord shivered. He reveled in the delicacy of the moment, in how his apprentice pressed his longing self against his master's larger frame above, letting his seamen and his love flow, while Plagueis himself released his white burden into Sidious below, whose channel clenched voluptuously around his best part, relaxing anew, clenching once more - over and over again – How both their presences were melted in the force like never before.
Plagueis … no … Plagueis and Sidious basked in a unison so absolute and intimate - second to nothing. The antique philosopher Shassium once had said: We are all two-faced beings, divided by the Force and fated for eternity to search out our hidden identities. Plagueis and Sidious had already found their true identity. Today they had mastered the second challenge: to overcome the separation, the force had imposed upon them both - until now.
They had become one.
Through the haze of his euphoria Plagueis realized, that the end of their unification was near. But some day, when they had archived true parity, then Sidious would understand too. Then he would be truly his.
Forever!
Author's note: Shassium and his theory are mentioned at the beginning of Ch. 22 (Ordinary Beings) of the Darth Plagueis novel by James Luceno.
