Star Wars Rebels: Crisis and Consequences Part 9
Jhoho: Safe House
Pushing Kanan through the door, Hera kissed him roughly. Pulling off the see threw Shaw, tossing it aside. She wished Kanan could see her in the dress she wore. It was light blue and hugged her figure spectacularly. Forcing her small breasts upward and since it hung low, it showed a good portion of her cleavage. The Skirt was also short and was only a inch from showing her thong panties. Grabbing his hands, she moved them over the outfit so that he could at least feel it and her. "You should wear something like this more often." Kanan commented as he touched her, she closed her eyes enjoying his touch. Then she reached forward and unbuckled his belt, dropping it. Moving her hands up to unzip his shirt and then his pants. "I take it that we are not going to discuss what you learned tonight from that TIE Pilot." He smirked as she moved forward and kissed him again flicking her tongue onto his mouth playfully.
"No remember I said I planned on having sex tonight." Hera hissed into his ear as he moved his hands behind her touching her Lekku, running his hands down her sensitive Brain Tails. She moaned and leaned her head back. He immediately started to kiss and lick her neck, under her chin. Driving her further into ecstasy. She could not wait any more, she needed him. Tearing off her garment she maneuvered over to the bed. Pushing him onto it then joined him. Pushing down her panties and then removing her bra. He pushed down his own underwear and she quickly mounted him, inserting him. He sat up slightly and put his hand across her back just above her ass, and began to pull. While she thrust her hips. Using his other hand to brace himself. Kissing her lips, neck and when able her Lekku. She moaned loudly as she thrust her hips hard against him. The bed creaked and groaned from the punishment they were inflicting on it. They did not stop, even when the legs of the bed broke and the bed hit the floor. The Safe House did not have any other residents and even if they did Hera could not stop. Not this close, orgasm after orgasm rocked her as they continued and in the ending moment she bite into his shoulder, bellowing with pleasure. After they both caught their breath and their heartbeats decreased, Kanan flopped on top of her and pounded into her. Half an hour later he collapsed on her and she held him tightly. "I feel much better now." She stated, Kissing him once more and soon after they fell asleep.
Valda: Morning-The Inn
Inside their rented room, Ezra gazed at Sabine in wonder. With tired and exhausted eyes. They had barely slept, she had insisted on being as loud as possible to broadcast to those outside that she was happily Married and content to only be with her Husband. "I think I would not mind later having some idiot hit on you. Especially if you are as savage and rambunctious as you were last night." Sabine looked at him innocently.
"I have no idea what you mean, I was not savage or rambunctious." Sabine replied and Ezra blinked. Then pointed to various wounds that she had inflicted on him during and after.
"Oh so these are not your tooth marks and not your finger nails scratches. On my chest, back, arms and lower areas?" Ezra asked as he gestured down to the back of his thighs and his ass. "You actually drew blood on my ass. Look see. Blood." Pointing to several stains on the bed, where he had bled out from the deep scratches on his back, thighs and ass. "I suppose someone else did that."
Shrugging guiltily Sabine smirked. "I was only partially rambunctious not savage." She clarified then slowly got out of bed and threw his clothes to him. "Come on we have to make sure we catch the Transport to Griders Outpost. Thankfully a lot of these smaller spit towns do not have a serious Imperial Presence, so it will be easy to find one that has some type of Space Port." Looking at her body suit she grimaced. "Well this one is ruined." Casting it aside into the trash. In her excitement she had torn it off herself. Shredding it to the point of useless. Ezra had the presence of mind to quickly undress before she helped him. Though his underwear was now outside behind the Inn. She had thrown it out the window. He was now forced to go commando.
"You do know that was my last pair that you tossed out the window?" As Ezra adjusted himself, feeling the discomfort of having nothing between his pants and himself. "I have no plan on retrieving them, so I guess I go without." She held up one of hers from her bag.
"Want to wear one of mine. It is a thong though." Sabine said chuckling slightly imagining Ezra wearing her skimpiest underwear she had. Looking at the frilly pink lace that barely could be considered material. She had never worn them, mainly because it was worthless as underwear. She did plan on sometime wearing them for Ezra, when she wanted to excite him. Now it would just be funny to see him wear the thing.
Staring at what would laughingly considered underwear, Ezra shook his head. "No thanks, I think I rather go commando." Making sure that the first good Merchant Store he would buy some new ones. Sabine put the thong pantie back inside her bag. Then finished dressing herself.
"Maybe later if you are a good boy, I might model that pair for you." Sabine commented and after they both picked up their bags, they walked hand in hand to where the Transport would pick them up. Unfortunately the two idiots were standing at the Merchant Shop. "Do not do you know what." She whispered, glancing at his bag and he reluctantly nodded. "If it comes down to it, I will take care of these clods."
"There are other things I can do without using my Lightsaber, you know that." Ezra whispered back and gave her a wink. Moving closer the one thought was the more pathetic of the two moved to block their path.
"Hey look brother it is the one that did not appreciate you coming to her aid." Porsey said as he glared down at Sabine, then over at Ezra sneering. Ezra started to guide Sabine around the big moron. Sabine shook her head.
"I figured you two were related, both stupid and both pathetic." Sabine stated, allowing Ezra to move her away from any type of confrontation. But the larger of the two moved to block them. Sneering just like the smaller idiot. "Do you mind we have a transport to catch." Ezra focused on their blasters, using the force to switch the weapons to stun, instead of regular power.
"No, I figure that mouth of yours deserves to be silenced! We do not like to be slated little girl!" Fuscet stated more focused on Ezra. Sabine knew what the two muscle bound thugs wanted. Make Ezra mad, have him step forward and confront them. So to salvage their egos, beat Ezra severely. If they actually knew that Ezra could take them both out easily without even breaking a sweat. But at that moment, his Lightsaber was in the bag along with her blasters. The two brothers had blasters hung low on their hips. Her fear would be that Ezra would start beating the stuffing out of them and they would result to using their blasters. Like most cowards.
"Excuse us, we do not have time to dally with you." Ezra attempted to further move Sabine past them, but when Porsey went to grab Sabine's arm. He flicked his finger and Porsey's blaster fired. Stunning the nerves within his leg, folding it under him. Bellowing with surprise, Porsey dropped to the ground. His stunned leg limp. Luscet stared at his brother in disgust.
"Porsey, I told you to keep your safety on your blaster!" Luscet said down at his brother, smirking as he thrashed about trying to get his stunned leg to function. Sabine smirked at the sight of the smaller thug flopping on the ground like a fish. "You think that is funny, what if I used my blaster on you?" Reaching down for his weapon, and before he could fully pull his blaster out. Ezra flicked his finger again and the blue energy struck Luscet in the waist. Stunning the nerves in the whole area. Especially his manhood. Dropping with a squeal Luscet's eyes bulged.
Stepping over them with Sabine, Ezra shook his head. "You two really need to learn to handle your weapons better." Walking to where they could catch the Transport, seeing others staring at the two men on the ground flopping and thrashing about.
"You cheated, didn't you?" Sabine whispered to him with admiration.
"Told you that I did not have to use my Lightsaber. A little accidental blaster fire is better then me beating the pulp out of those two thugs." Ezra whispered back, he had been tempted to do just that. Pounding both of them into submission for even attempting to touch Sabine. Of course Sabine could have severely hurt them if she wanted too. Sitting on the stoop, Sabine sat on his lap. Watching the two men being dragged off the road, by their friends. Neither would be able to move the offended areas for several hours. Especially since their blasters were set on the highest stun levels. By the time the Transport arrived, Porsey was just beginning to feel his toes again. Sitting together on the small twelve seat Transport it soon rocketed across the plains heading for its next stop. Griders Outpost another small town but slightly bigger than Valda.
Jhoha: Morning-Safe House
Committing another encore of what they had done several times that night, Hera exhaled as they finished. It had been nice to have some private time together. She was thinking by now that TIE Fighter Pilot was coming around and probably wondering what had happened to him the night before. Due to the mixture of alcohol and the Chloro Hydrate he would only have a vague memory of Hera. He might even believe that she took him home and after a sexual encounter he had stumbled back towards Old Jho's but passed out on the way. Later he would tell his cronies and fellow Pilots that he nailed her good. Gloating to them about how good he was. She suspected all of that. Though at most the moron only was able to give her a sloppy kiss that disgusted her. Looking over at Kanan, seeing that he was still asleep. In her excitement she had worn him out. They would have to rise soon, get dressed and meet with Zeb and Ryder to discuss what she had learned the night before. But right now she rather stay in bed with Kanan, perhaps in an hour awaken him for another encore.
The Road to Griders Outpost
The transport was an older Model, but it hummed along at a pretty reasonable click. Reaching the halfway mark in four hours. Sabine and Ezra watched the flat areas of the Plains of Lothal zip by as it headed north towards the horizon. They were the only passengers and besides the driver a Stewart sat a few seats away, she was a pleasant woman a few years older than Sabine and most likely when she was Sabine's age would be considered attractive. But after years of hard labor and now the wind from the Transport, she had weathered. Her face was tanned darkly and she had deep wrinkles etched into her features. "So you two just recently married, that is wonderful. Me and Glorvis there have been for about five years. For us we felt it is the breaking in period. Getting to know each other as a couple." She gestured up at the driver and smiled. "So did you have any trouble with Luscet and Porsey back at Valda?"
"Only some, I was a bit worried that because Luscet being the Constable he might cause us some real problems." Sabine admitted as she thought of the larger of the two men. It would have gone badly if he had access to the Imperial Wanted Dockets and identified her or Ezra. The Stewart stared at her with shock, then grinned.
"Luscet is not the Constable, he just tells unsuspecting girls that catch his interest. He thinks that it impresses them so that they might not be disgusted at his abrasive behavior. Generally he does that when the real Constable is out doing something more important." She said then laughed.
'Let me guess they tried that old Porsey being rude and obnoxious and Luscet coming to the rescue, routine. They tried that on Hellena two years ago when we bought this transport. Lucky for us the real Constable was there so those two idiots could not force a confrontation." Glorvis said from the drivers seat, grinning back at the two passengers and his wife. "They tend to try to bully the husbands and wives into doing what they want." Hellena wanted to more talk about the newlyweds and where they were heading.
"Well we are hoping that Griders Outpost might have a Space Port. So that we can travel off world." Ezra said as he also hoped that Griders Outpost had a Merchant that carried his size underwear. Being Commando was starting to really feel uncomfortable. Mostly he was worried about the closeness of his manhood and the steel shank zipper. Only a centimeter away, he did not like the idea if there was something sharp or if he was in a hurry zipping himself into the teeth of the zipper. No matter how much he could suppress pain, that type of pain might be difficult to control. He began to wonder if he should have accepted Sabine's offer to wear a pair of her panties. Then hope in Grider that no Stormtrooper or Imperial decide to search him. If that happened he would never hear the end of that from Sabine.
"Sometimes there is a cargo ship, once in a while a Passenger Shuttle does land in Grider. There is no schedule so we personally do not know." Hellena said as she frowned. "But there is a really nice Inn and there are Transports that run three times a day to Jhoho and a couple of towns in between. Any of them you should be able to find a ride."
Slightly grimacing, Sabine shook her head. 'We can't go to Jhoho. His family is there and they do not approve of me. So going there is out of the question." The real reason they could not go to Lothal was they were both known there. Generally Hera and Kanan used the city as a supply hub and they did not want to accidentally encounter them, or Old Jho, Ryder Azadi or anyone else that might know them by sight. Even some Imperials might know them by sight. So Jhoho was out of the question. Glancing over she saw Ezra trying not to smirk. As Hellena went to sit by her husband, Ezra leaned closer.
"You kind of reverse that didn't you. It is more likely your family will not approve of me." Ezra whispered as he seemed to ponder that. It was true and if Sabine's family disproved enough he might be executed.
"All that matters is that I approve of you and I am no longer worried about my Mother's disapproval. I have the ultimate card to play against her." Sabine said as she smiled, noticing his curiosity on what she had that would make Ursa Wren not want to either kill him herself or have him killed. 'So do not worry I know how to handle my Mother." She wanted to wait to tell Ezra that he was going to be a father, when she could announce it before her Mother and her Clan. Believing his response would be interesting and funny.
With Grider Outpost coming into view, Ezra began looking to see if he could spot a ship. Even a Cargo Ship would work. They did not really have enough Credits to buy their way for passage, but he believed that he could barter to at least get off Lothal. From there it might be possible to Barter transport to Knownest or if necessary contact Sabine's Mother to send someone to get them. That was an avenue that he did not want to even consider. Seeing only a Y-1300 Freighter he grimaced. "All I see is a Freighter, a Y-1300. But I guess something is better than nothing. What do you think?" Sabine looked at the old ship and shrugged.
"If nothing else we could splice the locks and steal it." Sabine commented as the Transport started to decelerate, entering Griders Outpost. Spotting a roguish appearing man and a big Brown Wookie entering a nearby Tavern. "I think I just saw the pilots of the Y-1300. They stick out like a Bothan in a Monastery." She remarked with a smile. If necessary it would be easy to steal the ship from those two. Leaving the Transport and waving back at Hellena and Glorvis, they stopped at the front of the Tavern.
"I think we should ask first, then if absolutely necessary we borrow the Ship." Ezra stated and Sabine laughed.
"Borrowing a Ship, without the owners knowledge or permission is stealing, My Love." Sabine added as she thought back to a time when Ezra was more concerned with stealing, hustling and being self centered then thinking of others. Now he was concerned about doing something immoral. "Ah how time changes someone."
"What do you mean?" Ezra asked as he peered inside the Tavern seeing a dark haired man, sitting with his feet crossed on a table. Drinking from a mug. The big brown Wookie sat besides him, eyeing the others gathered inside.
"In the past you would have been the first one to suggest stealing the Ship and now you are more concerned with doing something wrong to someone you do not even know." She commented, then moved closer and smiled at him. "Do not get me wrong, I love that about you." Giving him a light kiss then nodded. "Okay we ask first." Walking into the Tavern hand in hand, Sabine still wearing a shirt over her armor they made their way to sit at another table close to the Man and the Wookie. The Wookie immediately growled at them, then woofed and howled at the man. "Do we look like Imperials?" Sabine protested towards the Wookie as the Man glimpsed over at Ezra and Sabine. Smiling as he looked at Sabine.
"No actually you do not, but in my experience an Imperial Agent that looks like an Imperial Agent really cannot be that effective, can they?" The Man said as his eyes roamed the room. "Isn't that right Chewie?" The Wookie named Chewie grunted and then howled and barked. "Okay so now you think that they are not Imperials, make up your mind." The Man said sternly to Chewie, then smiled again and looked at Sabine. "Though if you are an Imperial you are the prettiest that I have come across." Winking at her.
Sabine rolled her eyes. She found it funny that the Man reminded her of Lando Carlissian. "We are not Imperials and would you mind not flirting with my Wife." Ezra stated as the Man turned to look at him. Then he smiled again.
"Sorry about that." He tipped his mug in a customary fashion and exhaled. "I did not realize, no rings or bracelets to indicate that you two are married. Let me make it up to you, Hey Draggie two more mugs of Ale." He said over to the Tavern Keeper. "Names Han Solo, Captain of the Millennium Falcon, that Ship right out there. Chewbacca here is my Co-Pilot."
"I am Ezra this is Sabine." He replied as the Tavern Keeper brought over two mugs. Sabine frowned and handed it to the Wookie.
"It ain't poisoned you know." Han said as the Wookie took the Mug and Grunted and Barked. Then smiled at her. "Careful Sabine, Wookies make friends for life."
"I know, I have several and I know it is not poisoned. It is just it is a little early to drink alcohol." Sabine replied not telling the real reason she could not drink the ale, mainly it was not good for her in her condition. That did not stop Ezra from drinking. Though he would not accept or have another, he was not what most would consider a heavy drinker. "So that is your ship, any chance on taking on a couple of passengers?"
"Depends on what you can pay for passage and where you want to go?" Han asked as Sabine looked at Ezra and then back at Han.
"We do not have a lot of credits and it does not really matter, we just have to get off Lothal." Ezra said as he held out the one hundred and seventy Credits he had.
"Most do, why do you?" Han asked frowning at the small amount of credits, but Chewie liked Sabine and if the big furball liked someone then that person was worth doing a favor for.
"Ezra's family does not really approve of me, they have threatened to have me killed and we would rather not be around or on Lothal." Sabine quickly said and Han grunted loudly. Shaking his head negatively.
"Got a story that is actually true?" Han asked as he chuckled at what Sabine had just said.
"Okay, the truth is it is the other way around. But we are hoping to convince them that I am not worthless and that I really love Sabine." Ezra quickly stated and Han smiled.
"Now that sounds about right, so Sabine what Mandalorian Clan are you from?" Han smirked at Sabine's reaction to being identified as a Mandalorian. "It is obvious, no not because you look like one. It is how you walk, that confident strut that marks that you are wearing Armor under that shirt. But what cinched it was the no Rings or Bracelets. Only Mandalorian's do not wear them to identify that they are Married." Han informed them as Chewie barked in agreement.
"Wren Clan Vizsla." Sabine said and that did cause Han to sit up.
"Death Watch." Han muttered then in shock stared over at Ezra. "Hutt Shit! Geez kid you like to live dangerously. Marrying a Wren Clan Vizsla could result in a very short life span, especially since you are not a Mandalorian." Leaning back again. "Hmm let me think about it. Maybe I might be willing to take you where we are heading next."
"Where might that be?" Sabine asked.
"Tantooine." He answered.
To be continued
