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Rescuing Aayla
"Scanning, Captain Harry," said the robotic voice of one of his droids. At the moment, he preferred robots over a living crew, especially since his last crew tried to kill him and take over the ship.
Since ending up in this area of the universe, Harry had tried to make the best of the situation. Who knew that when his and Voldemort's streams crossed, the power would create a wormhole of unspeakable power. When Harry forced the wormhole back to Voldemort's wand, the crazy bastard was ripped apart. Unfortunately, it began to grow and grow and Harry was unable to get away fast enough. He was pulled through and ended up on some backwater planet on the galactic rim. Since then, he had been trying his best to make a new life for himself. It wasn't long before he realized that there was very little chance of him ever getting home. Wherever he was, it was almost nothing like home. The technology was out of this world. The one thing that had gotten him super excited was the space ships. As a kid, he had always dreamed of traveling throughout space. Now, his dream was within his grasp. The one major downer was that he was unlikely to ever see his friends again. He was able to take solace in the fact that he had done his duty and finished off Voldemort. His friends could grow up and not have to worry about that.
Being stuck in such a foreign place was difficult at first. He didn't speak any of the languages or have any money. Thankfully, his magic was stronger than it ever had been. This had given him the upper hand when trying to make something of himself.
Harry robbed, cheated, and stole until he was able to afford a protocol droid that quickly learned English and then began teaching him Galactic Basic. Harry continued to amass credits until he was finally able to buy a decent, used ship.
His ship, The Gryffindor was an Allanar N3 light freighter. It wasn't sexy, but he liked it nonetheless. He had quickly noticed that few ships actually looked cool in this place. There were a few exceptions, like the ships built by the Nabooans. There was no way that he could afford one of those. They were built for luxury. His ship was built to haul cargo, which he did. He did it well.
Smuggling was a lucrative business for Harry. With his magic, he was able to give his ship some upgrades, like some expanded space to hide stuff in, and the ability to make the ship invisible and silent for short periods of time. He was hesitant about adding too much magic to a ship that flung him through space faster than the speed of light. His business had led him to Felucia to pick up a hefty amount of Nysillin that one of his associates had procured without paying for. He needed Harry to load it and get out quickly since the Republic was beginning to snoop around the planet. Picking up the contraband wasn't difficult with his ability to go invisible. He had enough time to approach the planet and land before needing to recharge the ward, which was just what he did. While some droids loaded up his ship with the valuable crop, Harry spent the next twenty minutes charging the ward so that he could go invisible on takeoff. Once the ship was recharged and loaded with his stolen goods, Harry fired up the three sub-light engines and went invisible before taking off.
"Seeing anything good?" Harry asked his droid that was manning the scanning station.
"A group of Clone Troopers not far from here. The waypoint has been uploaded to your map, Captain." Harry nodded and decided to check it out. He still wasn't sure what the Republic wanted with a planet in the Outer Rim.
As he skimmed over the vast forests of flower trees, he suddenly saw the group of Republic clone troops surrounding a blue being. Invisible and silent, Harry hovered over the group until they began firing on her. Harry could see the fear and look of betrayal on her face as she was lit up.
His eyes widened as they peppered her with blaster fire. Taking aim, Harry used his laser cannons to decimate the group of clones. With every shot fired, another clone was ripped in half or ragdolled through the air, never to get up again. With everyone dead, he quickly landed and scooped the female up from the middle of all the destruction. Placing a Stasis Charm on her, Harry knew that it wouldn't last long. Hopping in the seat, he took off just as a Republic warship could be seen in the distance, making its way to the disturbance. They had no chance of finding him while he was unseen. Even so, Harry didn't beat around the bush. He left the atmosphere as fast as humanly possible. His invisibility would only last another half hour or so. Once they had reached the edge of Felucia's gravity well, he told his navigator droid to take them to the meeting spot. As the hyperdrive kicked on, Harry made his way to the critically injured woman.
The blue-skinned woman was strange looking. She was quite human-like, except for the skin color and the two massive tentacles coming out of her bald head. Using his magic to remove her clothes, he tried to avoid looking at her very attractive chest as he rolled her over on the bed. Harry winced. Her back was a mess. Her skin was burnt and flayed, and chunks were missing from her flesh which exposed blackened bone. He called for his protocol droid.
"What kind of being is she?" Harry asked. He was still new to the galaxy and didn't know the names of many of the thousands of sentient beings that he had come across. He had seen her kind before when he went to Tatooine for business. All of them were green, however.
"She is a Twi'lek, Master Harry. Their species hails from the planet Ryloth in the Outer Rim Territories. I believe that this one is of the Rutian variety," his droid said, examining the female.
"Rutian?"
"It refers to her skin color, Master Harry. Twi'leks come in a variety of colors. Rutians are quite rare, with only blood-red Twi'leks being rarer." Harry nodded and sent him on his way. He had work to do.
Harry knew that magic alone wouldn't heal the extensive damage to her back. Opening a cabinet, he pulled out a bottle of liquid that was tinted a very light blue. Bacta, Harry discovered, worked incredibly well when used with magic. Pulling out a sterile squeeze dropper, he opened up the bottle and sucked some Bacta up into the dropper. Setting the bottle aside, he went to work on her back. It was a very slow process that ended up taking hours. He would drop a few drops of Bacta on her wounds then flood the area with his magic. He'd watch as the area healed, and when the healing slowed, he would add more of the healing agent. Hours passed before he saw any signs that she would turn out okay.
Rescuing Aayla
Aayla Secura came to while experiencing a bevy of sensations and emotions. The first was a sense of betrayal. Her own troops had attempted to murder her. She would need to investigate and find out why, but at the moment, she had other things on her mind. First was the intense soreness that she felt across her back. Next was the feeling of the force traveling throughout her body and caressing every inch of it, including the areas best left alone for a Jedi. Not having had much use out of those areas, she was ill-prepared for the sudden feeling of arousal that she was experiencing. To put it bluntly, her blue pussy was dripping wet.
Still being tired and a little out of it, all she could do was relish in the feeling of strong hands massaging the soreness out of her back muscles. She could feel the force working its way into her skin and muscles, making her body tingle in ways that she had never felt. Unable to help herself, she let out a moan from the wonderful pleasure. She heard a male voice talk to her, and lifting herself up, she looked over her shoulder and saw that a handsome, human male was the one giving her such pleasure. Her mind was a bit fuzzy, but she remembered being shot by her troops. Somehow, her body was lacking any of the critical injuries associated with taking a blaster bolt at point-blank range. She could smell Bacta on her skin, and she was able to guess correctly that the feeling of the force coursing through her body was due to this man healing her.
His hand slid down from her upper back down until it rested just above her bountiful bottom. Her back still being coated in the slippery liquid made the sensation even better. He pressed down on her lower back and pumped more of the force into her while adding pressure with his fingers. Moving them around, he loosened the tight muscles around her tailbone.
Aayla shuddered and hid her face in the bed. She desperately tried to hold in the sounds of pleasure that threatened to escape her mouth. As if her body acted on its own, her round, shapely ass rose into the air as her back bowed. Her savior wasn't moving his hand, but she definitely wanted him to. All she wanted at that moment was to continue feeling the orgasmic pleasure that the force was causing. Biting her lip, she moved her bottom up so that his hand was now resting on her bare ass. Slowly, she began to move her bottom up and down, making his fingers slip between her plump cheeks and brush against her dewy, blue petals. Wanting more, she reached under herself and placed her hand on his. She maneuvered his hand until his fingers were against her engorged clit. As she chittered expletives in her native language, her mystery man began fondling the hard nub of ultra-sensitive nerves.
Aayla couldn't believe the way that she was acting. It went against the rules that the Jedi were required to follow. Unfortunately for the Jedi Code, her body wanted what it wanted and seemed to act of its own accord. Wiggling her bare bottom from side to side, her eyes flew open when she felt his face press against her from behind. Using his hands, he spread her cheeks apart before his tongue began to lick the juices from her hairless pussy. She decided that his tongue licking the rim of her asshole was the greatest sensation that she had ever felt, at least it was until his mouth dipped down and sucked her hard clit into his mouth.
She gave out a strangled cry as she gripped the blanket tightly in her fists. Aayla could feel the beads of arousal rolling down the insides of her smooth thighs. Reaching back, she threaded her fingers through the hair of the human male that was feasting on her wet pussy. Holding the back of his head, she ground her ass into his face, desperate for more pleasure. Finally letting go of her hesitation, she used the force to lift him up. Ignoring his surprised yelp, she telekinetically tore his clothes to pieces before settling his nude body next to hers. Seeing his enormous cock sticking out hard and straight, she leaned over and kissed it before climbing on him and straddling his waist. She reached under herself and took him in hand. Pressing him against her lips, she ran his bulbous head back and forth, rubbing herself with his girth. Once in the right spot, she sank down on him and arched her back as she groaned sexily.
Harry couldn't believe how horny the girl was. Jumping on his cock, she bowed her back and presented her large, perky tits to him. Letting his hands slide up her sides until he reached her pillowy bosom, he fondled her bouncing breasts as she rode him hard. Her skin was incredibly soft and smooth. In fact, he didn't see a single hair on her body other than her eyebrows and lashes. Her nipples were rock-hard and a darker blue than the rest of her body. As he pinched and rolled them between his fingers, he noticed that she seemed to really love having them played with, especially when he used his magic to make his fingers vibrate. When he used the same magic on his cock, she screamed out and collapsed forward, immediately cumming all over his cock. As her body spasmed, her tight pussy continued to try and milk his cock while contracting around him.
"Force … too powerful …" she stuttered as her body trembled. Not understanding what she meant, nor caring at the moment, he flipped her onto her front and lifted her beautiful ass high up into the air. He could smell the lovely scent of her wet pussy filling his small room. It was similar to a human female's but slightly different. It had a more musky scent and taste to it, though still pleasant. Looking down, her thighs were together, making her wet pussy lips press tightly together. From her obscene amount of wetness, he was easily able to slip into her with a single, powerful thrust. Making his cock vibrate again, her pussy clamped down on him once again as she cried out and shook. Reaching out, he grabbed hold of her tentacles and used them as reins to fuck her brutally hard.
Aayla came again and again as she was treated like a common whore. Often she had heard stories of her kind being used by men for their bodies. Men loved to hold onto their lekku while fucking them, which she had always thought was degrading. But now, she wasn't so sure. She found that she loved being dominated. Her pussy was squeezing the male's cock insanely hard as he debased her with his actions. She could feel her fat ass rippling from the hard contact as his cock flew in and out of her at a brutal pace. Needing to cum again, she buried her face in the pillow and wailed as her pussy fluttered over his Bantha cock. Hearing him groan, she knew that he was finally at his end. He reached down and cupped her smooth mound, slowly rubbing circles over her hard clit as he erupted inside of her. Not needing to worry about impregnation due to their difference in species, she was able to enjoy the sensation as she mewled in pleasure. She could feel the warmth as she was seeded over and over again. With one last thrust, he injected his seed as deep as it could go. He laid on his side, taking her with him.
They laid there for who knows how long, his long, thick cock still inside of her. Aayla tried to keep her eyes open, but she was still recovering from being so close to death. As she drifted off to sleep, she could feel him gently rubbing her mound and clit, but thankfully he wasn't using the force on her anymore. Once she woke up, she would need to ask many questions, but for the time being, she would just enjoy his company as she fell asleep.