Heyyo, everybody! I know this may seem like a random story, but I've always been a fan of Knights of the Old Republic 1 and 2. They were always fun in terms of being able to choose whether to be light side or dark side. As a kid, I always wanted to be a jedi…but as an adult, well let's just say being a Sith seems a bit more fun to me. Or hell, even being a Grey Jedi would be awesome.
Anyways, this is just a small little lewd prompt I wrote for a buddy of mine. Basically it goes as after the rescue of Bastila Shan on Taris, what if things took a lewder turn after Revan, or as I've named him in this fic Vanar as to keep his identity a mystery to Bastila so as not to ruin the lewdness, takes her back to the apartment to wait for Carth Onasi. It will probably be revealed to her off-screen for a potential sequel, but that's beside the point. Plus, she had to be wearing the Leia slave outfit cuz…well it's freaking hot of course!
Anyways, intro is done. Now ONTO THE SMUT!
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars, Knights of the Old Republic, or any of the characters shown. Everyone that does any lewd things is over the legal age of 18.
Taris, Upper City Apartment Building
'I didn't know Jedis were so heavy. If I'd known this, I would have made Carth rescue Bastila and lug her unconscious body all the way back to our hideaway.' Vanar thought to himself, as he tried controlling his breathing in the hopes of keeping himself from expending too much energy. The male's brown eyes finally caught sight of the towering, brightly lit apartment building that him and his Republic compatriot had been using as a temporary base of operations. After fighting off Brejik and his gang of Black Vulkar cronies, Bastila Shan, a supposed key piece of importance to the Republic war effort against the Sith Empire, had fallen unconscious, which left Vanar no choice but to carry her out of the slums and all the way back to the upper city of Taris.
'With all the odd looks everyone was giving me at carrying a scantily clad woman over my shoulder, I'm surprised no one called the authorities on me. Hmph, I suppose it goes to show how corrupt and uncaring these citizens really are to an extent. Oh well, either way, I suppose it's a good thing I'm wearing a mask right now.' The brown-haired man thought to himself as he quickly ran towards the apartment building.
After finally running through the front doors, Vanar quickly sprinted through the circular hallway and rushed inside the apartment he and Carth were using and shut and locked the door behind him. Finally allowing his body to rest, the man breathed out a huge sigh of relief as his body began to relax. His body, however, shifted uncomfortably as he remembered that he was carrying a one-hundred-pound woman over his shoulder. Taking a look around the nearly empty apartment room, Vanar saw the bed across from him and gently laid the nearly naked woman down on top of it. After that, the man slowly walked across the room and nearly collapsed onto the blue, soft, crescent-shaped sofa.
As Vanar's body began to finally relax, he couldn't help but notice just how empty this place truly was. Huge panels of greyish metal layered the walls of the apartment while the bluish-white panels were traipsed across the floor, while all there was inside the place was an ovular bed with bluish sheets (perhaps in an effort to mimic the floor), a blue sofa, a few chests to hold items, and a small table with a lamp and a mirror hanging above it.
"I thought this was supposed to be high-end living? This seems no different than some of the rooms inside the slums, aside from the horrible stench and fear of getting mugged. Tch, what a waste of space this place is." Vanar murmured to himself, pulling off the vibroblade from his belt and placing it beside him on the sofa. Aside from the lack of décor and furniture, perhaps the only gorgeous sight in this entire room was the sleeping jedi laying across from him. From what he remembered, the jedi woman fought quite fiercely against the swoop gang that had kidnapped her, even while drugged.
'And dressed like that…' Vanar couldn't help but think to himself as his eyes stared at what the jedi was forced to wear from her kidnappers; a brass brassiere fastened over the neck and behind the back with string, a brass thong, leather boots and red flowing veils attached to the front and back of the panty. Gulping to himself privately, the man couldn't help but look closer at the fair-skinned woman; she had auburn hair that was pulled back and tied into a tail-like fashion, which left some hair to over her ears and forehead.
'A beauty she is for sure, but like every rose, she has thorns that will cut you if you dare to take her. Those swoop gang fools surely thought so and now they're dead. To think they would try to use her as a mere prize after a swoop race. I doubt she'll be happy to hear that again once she regains consciousness…whenever that is.' Thinking on this, a sudden thought occurred to Vanar, 'In a way…after that race and that battle, I suppose I…won her as my prize. Huh. It barely occurred to me. I was so busy fighting for my life that I didn't really connect that perhaps in their eyes I was fighting for the right to own her. A jedi, unbeknownst to them.'
Suddenly though, as if the auburn-haired jedi could sense the thoughts coming from the man, Bastila began to stir atop the bed she was placed upon moments before. Shooting up to his feet, Vanar quickly ran up towards the bed in the hopes of calming her, lest she take this whole situation out of context. Rushing to the bed, the man stopped to the side of it to see the woman slowly begin to blink her greyish eyes awake. "W-What? W-Where-" Her words suddenly stopped as she saw a strange helmet clad man in front of her and screamed. "WHO ARE YOU?!" She yelled, pushing her palm in front of her and towards the man himself.
"…A confused man. What exactly are you trying to do with your hand?" Vanar replied snidely.
Bewildered as to why her Force powers weren't activating, Bastila's eyes widened in confusion as she commanded, "Who are you?! Where am I? And why…AM I DRESSED LIKE A COMMON HARLOT?!" She yelled aloud, trying to will whatever Force reserves she had inside her body to the surface.
Vanar quickly raised his hands in the air in a way to calm down the angry jedi. "Whoa now, listen, don't you remember? I saved you from those swoop gang creeps."
Bastila couldn't help but sneer and chuckle to herself at that, "You? Help me? What type of fool talk is this?" She said towards the helmet wearing man, quickly sizing him up. From her quick deductions, he seemed to be around five feet and ten inches with a medium build, armor made up of metal plates for defending against blaster bolts and vibroblades, boots, and a scuffed up metallic helmet covering her captor's face. 'Ugh…I can barely feel my body…and the Force…I cannot…feel it.' "What have you…done to me, you cretin?" Bastila growled out, as her body began to wobble atop the bed and tried to regain her balance.
Vanar, forcing himself to bite back any sort of snippy retorts, tried explaining the situation, "Look, you were badly hurt after the crash of the Endar Spire and the real cretins are the Black Vulkars, a swoop gang that found you after that crash and dressed you in that outfit and-"
"And what?!" Bastila snapped. "Let me guess, they tried selling me off to the highest bidder?! Who I'm guessing is a low life like you? If you have any semblance of sense inside your tiny brain, you'll let me go before I unleash the power of the Force upon you." The drugged jedi growled out, hoping her threat would work.
'This woman is trying my patience. Where the hell is Carth anyways? He could explain the situation a hell of a lot better than I could. I don't even remember who I am, so how the heck can I explain to her how I relate to the Republic and what the plan is.' Gritting his teeth behind the helmet, Vanar tried once again to explain himself, "Listen to me, the Black Vulkars tried selling you off as a prize. So, after I won the race and helped free you, we beat the gang TOGETHER! But you fell unconscious during that fight, so I had to drag your scantily clad rear all the way back to this apartment!"
Bastila tried thinking back to the events this man was explaining to her, but her mind was fuzzy and her recollection was hazy. Not to mention whatever she was drugged with seemed to be blocking her connection with the Force. 'It's because my mind isn't clear right now. That is why. This man…I cannot sense if his words are true or not. Either way, I cannot stay here. I have to escape from him…' The auburn-haired Jedi shook her head as she retorted, "I-I had it all under control. I could've easily broken out of that meager cage if I wanted to."
Vanar crossed his arms as he replied, "Yeah…it really seemed like you had everything in control before I got there." He pointed an armored finger at the woman's clothing. "And that's why you're dressed like that. Heh, I bet half a million credits you probably enjoy being dressed like that."
A huge blush began to spread across the scantily clad Jedi's face as she stammered, "S-Silence, you cretin! As if I would ever find enjoyment dressing like a Twi'lek harlot!"
"Hey now, lay of the Twi'leks. They're not to blame for your current attire. According to you, everything was under your control. So, by that logic, you allowed yourself willingly to be dressed like that, wouldn't you say?" The armored man replied, smirking behind his helmet.
Bastila couldn't help but grit her teeth at the humiliation of the man's words and wished nothing more than to fling him around the room with her force powers. "One more word out of you, and you'll wish you were never born, you miserable fool."
'Alright, that does it. I've played Mr. Nice Guy long enough. I've had it up to hear with this woman's constant demeaning chides about me. Carth can chew me out later for this…but before he gets back, I'm going to make this stuck-up Jedi respect me. I feel like I'll be doing us both a favor…' Vanar took a step forward towards the bed, which he saw quickly put the jedi on high alert. "What's this? Are you scared of little old me, Jedi? And here I thought you were a fierce warrior?"
"Watch your tongue, cretin! Lest I pull it out with the Force!" Bastila fired back in the hopes it would halt the man's actions. However, the woman's words failed to strike fear into the armored man and could only stumble back as he leaned onto the bed and moved toward her. "S-Stay back! O-Or I'll show you my true power!"
"Heh, something tells me that if you could really use the force right now, then I'd be flying across the room right now, wouldn't I?" Vanor replied, smirking as he saw the look upon Bastila's face that made him see he hit the nail on the head. "Judging by your gorgeous face, I guess I'm right. I don't know what kind of sedative those Vulkars drugged you with, but it seems like it's messing with your ability to use the Force, right?" He asked, getting the same look from the jedi. "Oh, that's two right answers for me. I'd say one more and I'd get a prize, but I already won something: you."
"N-Nonsense! I am no trophy to be won! Least of all to a disgusting low-life like you!" Bastila spat back, trying desperately to kick back towards the man, but only seeking to lift her leg limply. 'D-Damn it! My body still feels weak…'
"I guess that's definitely a sign that you're still affected by the sedatives. Now now, don't be scared. I'm not here to hurt you. Far from it, if anything, I'm going to teach you some proper manners. If I had known Jedis could be so stuck up and rude like you, then I probably would have thought twice before saving your behind, as beautiful to behold as your is." Vanar said, getting another flustered, blushing response from the auburn-haired jedi. "Heh, it's pretty cute how you react to compliments. I think teasing you will be fun." Vanar said with a chuckle as he moved closer to the woman.
Bastila tried moving as far back on the bed as she could until her back finally hit the frame of the bed. With nowhere to run, along with her body feeling weak and limp and her connection to the Force was still blocked, all she could do was watch helplessly as she saw the man slowly tearing away his gauntlets and place them on the paneled floor beside the bed. Feeling the man's right-hand trace across the contour of her face, Bastila couldn't help but feel something from it. Utter revulsion, sure, but as his fingers brushed up against her cheek, it was almost as if she could sense the Force flowing through her again. 'W-What…h-how is he…why am I feeling so…so warm?' Confused thoughts swirled around the jedi's head as she felt the man's other hand press up against her bare stomach. "W-Watch where you're touching, you wretch!" She growled out, with noticeably less venom than before.
Vanar noticed the trembling tone of the woman and continued caressing her face, while rubbing her flat and toned stomach gently at the same time. "My my, the jedi must have quite rigorous training, huh? After all, taking a careful at your nearly naked body tells me that you're in quite excellent condition. I'm glad those ruffians didn't hurt or damage you in the slightest. I would hate for my prize to be scuffed in any way, shape, or form."
Bastila gritted her teeth as she scornfully retorted, "I am nobody's prize, you-UHH!" The young jedi suddenly moaned feeling a sudden grip of her breast. Her eyes suddenly shot downwards and saw that the man had moved past the right cup of the brass brassiere and was currently cupping her breast. 'H-His disgusting hand…is…is groping me. Like I was nothing but a piece of meat…' The grey-eyed woman thought as her body trembled in anger, as well as a feeling that was completely foreign to her.
As for how the man was reacting, 'Damn it! I didn't mean to take it this far!' Vanar cursed inwardly, looking down to see that one of his boots had slipped on a fallen sheet on the floor, which caused him to slide forward and accidentally cup the young jedi's bosom. Luckily the helmet he was wearing covered the utterly alarmed look on his face as he noted the furious look upon the woman's face, which seemed to be flipping back and forth between anger and something else that confused the man.
'Crap! I should hurry and apologize before this gets out of hand even more. Carth will certainly be furious when he gets back, but that's assuming Bastila lets me live after this little stunt…' However, before the man could utter his apologies, he couldn't help but note that no words of outright anger or fury had come out of the woman's mouth yet. Looking back at Bastila, Vanar could see that the woman was struggling to speak through her trembling mouth. 'She's choking on her own anger right now. I shouldn't have taken this so far…but I wish she wasn't so damn stuck-up! If she had only let me explain things properly, then maybe things wouldn't be as they are right now.'
Unbeknownst to the male warrior though, conflicting thoughts were raging inside the young jedi's head, 'T-This feeling…his hand…g-groping me! I've…n-never felt like this before.' Bastila's mouth quivered as a warm feeling spread across her body, like an ocean wave crashing onto a sandy shore. "Y-You're nothing but a b-beast…" Bastila sputtered out as she tried grabbing the man's hand, only to end up accidentally pushing it harder against her breast.
A sudden involuntary moan shot out of her lips as her hand met his, as another feeling akin to the Force spread through her once more. 'H-How is he?...I can feel…the Force through him. But that's…i-impossible. He can't be a jedi…but this feeling…it's so…familiar. The sedatives…I can't think clearly with them in my system…and they're blocking my connection to the force. B-But him…when he touches me…I can feel the Force again…and s-something else too. Something I've never felt before. It feels…so…good.' Bastila thought as she slowly moved both her hand and his against her own breast in a circular fashion, which utterly bewildered the man beside her.
'Is she…getting into this? No, it can't be. Are jedis even allowed to do any of this?' Vanar couldn't help but ask himself this as he felt his fingers press deeper into the woman's soft, pillowy breast. Quiet moans echoed throughout the room as the woman's hand pushed the man's own deeper into her breast, rubbing softly against the hardening nub of her tit. "B-Bastila-"
"S-Silence, you fool! I-I can almost…" Bastila murmured softly as her lips shivered. 'I-I can feel it again…the Force. It's weak…but I can feel it flow through my body once more. I don't know how…but his touches are bringing me back in tune with the Force once more. To think that I would have to stoop so low as to allow this revolting man to grope me in order to feel the Force again…but I suppose desperate means call for desperate measures.' "J-Just be silent and say nothing. I c-can feel it again…the Force."
"…By me groping you?" Vanar replied quietly, confusion present in his tone.
"I said quiet!" The auburn-haired jedi growled, causing the man to hold his tongue. Suddenly, her connection to the force began to fade once more. 'No no no no! Not now! I was so close! …Maybe if…oh Bastila, what are you thinking?! If only your masters could see you now and what you were doing, they'd surely be disgusted by my behavior. But…I have no choice right now! I have to regain control of the Force so I can free myself and escape this planet before Malak finds me here. Or worse, destroys this planet with me on it. Ugh…the things I must do for this war to end. I pray the Force forgives me for what I am about to do.' Bastila sucked in a shaky breath as she turned towards the armored man. "…T-Touch my other breast."
Vanar had to keep himself from swallowing his tongue after hearing those words from the jedi woman. "E-Excuse me?! You want me to what?"
"D-Don't act all high and mighty now after you initially groped me!" Bastila growled through gritted teeth.
"That was an accident! I tripped on the sheet!" Vanar replied, pointing to his foot which was caught in the sheet.
"Oh, spare me your lies, you cretin. Be grateful that I can't toss you out of this room right now because if I could…" The auburn-haired jedi quickly stopped herself before she allowed her thoughts to get any darker. "…Never mind. You should be happy in this once in a lifetime opportunity to do this because something like this will never happen between us again. I'm not doing this because it feels good for me, you know! I feel…o-only the Force from this. Nothing more! Why, I do not know. All I know is that with every one of your…touches, I can feel myself entuned with it once more. So…I need you to…to…k-keep touching me." Bastila stammered out, a heavy blush spreading across her face.
All Vanar could do was try his best to hold in his laughter at how things had quickly spiraled out of control. "And what's to keep you from tossing me out of this building once you get back entuned with the Force again, huh?"
Gritting her teeth, the grey-eyed jedi replied, "…You have my word as a Jedi that I will not harm you once this is over with. However, you must NEVER speak of this to ANYONE or so help me nothing on this planet will keep you from me, are we clear?"
Vanar could only nod after seeing the fury in the woman's eyes.
Taking in a deep breath to calm her tense nerves, Bastila raised her hand and grabbed Vanar's idle one. The man could tell by her shivering hand that she was nervous. Jedi's didn't seem the type to do anything like this, least of all a woman like Bastila, and he would be right. All her life Bastila had sheltered from doing anything lewd or ribald. Even before she joined the Jedi order, her own father was fiercely overprotective of his daughter and never allowed her daughter to hear or see anything that could be construed as such.
It got worse once she joined the order and she was forced to cut herself off from all emotions and attachments. She had never known romance, lust, or attraction. It had never fazed her though as like all Jedis she saw no need for them and allowed them to fall to the wayside. However, thanks to current events, now the young woman had begun to feel something she had never felt before. As Bastila pushed the man's hand to her other breast, she moaned softly and hummed quietly as she felt him slowly move his fingers across her squishy breast.
'N-No, I can't let him see that I am enjoying this!' She thought to herself as she bit her lip to keep herself from moaning any louder. However, with every grope and flick of her tit, Bastila could feel all those mental barriers to ward off lust and attraction were starting to crumble as that warm feeling began to spread downwards towards her crotch once more.
'It feels…so…NO! I can't give in! This is…only…for the Force. I cannot feel any pleasure from this. Urgh! Even when I breathe, I can feel this damned brass brassiere rub against my breasts! The cool metal…rubbing against my…t-tits. Oh…how vulgar of me. I said 'tits.' I should have said 'nipples' instead. Oh, what am I saying?! Damn him, it's that cursed man's fault! Damn him and his wonderful hands…I mean, no! His cretinous, disgusting, manly, strong, hands massaging my breasts URGH NO! I mustn't…give into…temptation. This is only…for the Force!' Bastila thought to herself, as she willed herself to stay strong.
Her own hands fell to her sides as she gripped the sheets intensely as she also gritted her teeth in an effort to keep her mind steady. However, her body couldn't help but quiver as the mans caresses started becoming faster and rougher. 'H-Hold on, you f-fool! I didn't give you permission to g-grope me so hard! URGH! Why aren't I saying this out loud to him then?! No…it's not because I…I…I don't enjoy this!' The busty jedi thought to herself as her tongue began to loll out of her mouth as the man's hands groped her harder and harder.
Vanar couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at being the one, perhaps the only one in the entire galaxy, to see the great Bastila become a quivering mess. It was truly a sight to behold at seeing such a pristine and proper Jedi become putty in one's own hand. Whether all jedis were like this when it came to sexual things, he did not know, but it was certainly a sight to behold. One he was more than happy to see for himself.
'As long as I keep quiet and don't say anything, then maybe I can keep my head after this whole mess. I just hope Carth doesn't walk in and see me doing this to Bastila. Suffice it to say, I'd certainly be thrown in the brig, or worse, be forced to stay behind on this putrid planet.' Vanar shook his head at his thoughts as he quickly picked up the pace in the hopes of getting the woman more entuned with the Force even quicker.
'C'mon! C'mon! I'm massaging her breasts as fast and hard as I can and still nothing? I didn't think the Force could be so kinky, but I guess stranger things have happened. I need to wrap this up before Carth waltzes in here. Hmm…maybe if I…no, she'd certainly kill me…but maybe if I tell her it's what the Force wants? Then maybe…well…only one way to find out.' Vanar silently gulped as he pulled one of his hands away from one of the woman's heaving breasts and slowly began moving it downwards. His eyes never left Bastila's face, which was still in a state of orgasmic delirium.
Even then though, the greyish-eyed jedi still looked as gorgeous ever. The man quickly shook his head to bring him out of such romantic thoughts and slowly pushed the brass thong to the side slightly and saw a dripping mess behind it.
Bastila's pussy was more than drenched after all the man's touches and caresses. He stared at the woman's dripping and sopping slit and how soaked the sheets were beneath it and once again felt that same sense of pride well up inside of him. 'Focus!' Vanar thought, steeling himself for what he was about to do. With a trembling finger, the man slowly touched the woman's pussy, which caused her body to jolt upwards slightly, almost as if she'd been shocked. Her eyes widened as drool began to drip slightly from her lolling tongue as the orgasmic delight faded slightly from her eyes and a mild glare was placed upon him.
"W-What are you doing, you beast?! I did not give you permission to stick your dirty fingers inside my…my…" Bastila couldn't bring herself to say where in fact his finger almost penetrated.
"Your vagina, and look, I don't know all about this Force stuff, but if it gets stronger when I'm touching your breasts, then wouldn't it make sense that it would get stronger if I touched you…well there." Vanar replied, pointing towards the jedi's soaked slit.
Biting her lip, Bastila wanted to deny him and say he was crossing the line, but the second his finger touched her there, she could feel the Force well up inside her even more then when he groped her breasts. 'This is for the Republic…for the war…this is what the Force wants me to do. It is not for me to question it…only allow it to guide me.' The auburn-haired jedi thought to herself as she steeled her resolve once more. "…Very well, you may stick ONE finger inside my…my…v-vagi…na." The young woman stammered, clearly nervous about saying the vulgar word.
'I don't know why…but the feeling of corrupting a young jedi…almost feels good to me…and so familiar.' Vanar thought, as he pressed a finger inside of the woman's pussy, penetrating it. He heard the woman yell in both pain and pleasure at feeling a foreign object push into her. Clearly the jedi had never done anything to her pussy or stuck anything inside of it, as was obviously shown right now.
The armored man could feel the woman's whole body trembling thanks to his one finger and a smirk spread forth across his face. Slowly, Vanar pressed forward his finger and began inserting it over and over in a repeated fashion, causing a Bastila's moans to echo throughout the apartment room. Drops of the woman's nectar began falling from her slit and onto the man's finger and sheets below. He was almost tempted to slide his tongue all around, but remembered that he was still wearing his helmet.
'Perhaps it's best she doesn't know what I look like, lest she go back on her word and I need to make a hasty retreat.' Vanar thought as he continued fingering the young jedi woman.
Bastila could feel the haze from the sedatives slowly began to fade away, however only to be replaced by the euphoric fog brought about by the man's fingering of her vagina. The young jedi blushed even more at the thought of allowing a man to do something so ribald and lewd to her, but couldn't deny that it did not bring her such wonderful pleasure. She could feel the feeling of the Force begin to return to her as the man's finger pressed deeper and deeper into her.
'It's a good thing I told him only one finger. I doubt I could handle two or three more of his amazi-I mean, disgusting fingers inside of me! Why the Force decided to test me like this, I will never know, but the sooner I'm done with this, the better…although, I suppose after such an arduous endeavor of the Endar Spire crashing and being held captive, I suppose there are worst predicaments to be in. Perhaps…this is even a gift from the Force. After all I've been through in such a short span of time, maybe the Force is allowing me this once in a lifetime opportunity away from the judging eyes of the Jedi Council…those old fools. No! I mean…what am I saying, I…I should not be thinking such heretical thoughts. No, just…focus on this man's wonderful finger. Yes…his wonderful, manly finger pushing inside of me~' Bastila thought to herself as she began moaning softly as a small smile spread across the corner of her mouth.
Seeing the young woman smile thanks to his fingering, caused Vanar to smile as well. "Does my finger feel that good, jedi?" He asked, allowing his pride to get the better of him.
To his surprise though, Bastila actually replied without a hint of anger. "D-Don't get cocky, you beast. It's been an arduous couple of days for me…so don't let this go to your head." She replied with a smug grin of her own.
"Oho, really now? Well then, if one finger isn't enough…then perhaps he should invite some of his friends inside." Vanar replied back, cheekily.
The young jedi's eyes widened as she replied, "H-Hold on, d-don't you d-ARE!" She moaned out, feeling the man insert two more of his fingers. Bastila whimpered as she felt three fingers wiggling inside of her, stretching her pussy wider than it had ever been stretched before. Still, though she should feel obvious anger after explicitly telling the man to only insert one finger, the young woman would be lying if she said that she didn't feel good at being stretched out like this.
"Time to kick it up a notch, jedi!" Vanar yelled as he rapidly began moving his fingers inside of Bastila's pussy. The woman in question suddenly rolled her head back and moaned in orgasmic delight at feeling her vagina being fingered so roughly all of a sudden. With every thrust and push of his fingers, he could feel the woman's inner ridges inside of her slit, which caused her to moan louder and louder. "Losing your grip on staying quiet, huh? That's okay, I like hearing you moan from my touches. Hearing your lovely accented voice moan because of me…heh…really turns me on." Vanar said in a deep and husky tone, causing the woman to involuntary grip his fingers. "Whoa now, you got tighter all of a sudden! You're happy that you're turning me on, huh?"
"…" Bastila could only stare and pant with a blushed look on her face, which only turned the man on even more. Her eyes instinctively lowered to the man's crotch and stared intensively at it. Why she did exactly, she didn't know. It was if the Force was pushing her to do these things now…or perhaps her own base desires were slowly coming to the surface now. All the mental barriers that she had set up as a Jedi, this man had destroyed entirely. They were gone, reduced to rubble. Perhaps they could be rebuilt, but after tonight…something told her that they were gone for good…
"You're staring so intensely at my crotch…I'd wager you want to see what's poking up against it?" Vanar asked in a teasing tone.
Bastila gulped as she stammered out, "I d-don't…know what you're talking about."
Vanar couldn't help but roll his eyes at the woman's pathetic denial. "Fine, I won't push you on it…" He said as he began taking off his armor, which only made the jedi even more nervous.
"W-What exactly do you think you're doing?" The greyish-eyed jedi yelled out, watching the man with bated eyes as he began taking off his armor and throwing them on the paneled floor beneath them. A small strand of drool unconsciously dripped from the corner of the jedi's mouth at seeing how toned and muscular the man was beneath his armor. Her eyes could see every contour of his muscles, from his pectorals, to his abdomen, to his biceps, to his triceps.
Along with his muscles, Bastila could also see some burnt scars across his body; there was one spread across the man's right side along with another circular burn mark on top of his right pectoral. Even with those scars though, his muscular body still retained its handsome demeanor and she could feel her pussy become even more wet after seeing it. Hearing the man's belt unbuckle brought the young jedi back to her senses as she saw a thick, meaty, lightsaber-like rod peek out of the man's fallen trousers. "W-W-W-What…w-why-"
"I figured I'd show you how much you've turned me on. After all, it's probably a bit unfair that you're practically naked, while I was fully clothed. It seemed a bit unfair to you, don't you think?" Vanar asked, crawling closer to the quivering young jedi, whom was transfixed at the throbbing erection that was moving closer and closer to her.
Bastila could feel the Force becoming stronger and stronger as the man crawled closer to her and her want to question it all was waning and waning. She didn't care anymore; the war, the Republic, the Empire, the Sith, the Jedi, her vows, all of them meant nothing to her in this moment. All she cared about right at this very moment was herself, the Force…and this feeling this mysterious man was bringing to her. Her grey eyes softened as she saw the man push his bulging erection in front of her face.
Drool slowly left the woman's mouth as she saw a drop of precum begin to come pushing out of the man's slit. "All that time in that cage must've made you hungry, right Bastila? Unfortunately, I don't have any spare rations to give you right now. So, in the meantime…I'll give you my cock for now. Sound agreeable?" Vanar asked in a hushed and cocky tone of voice. If Bastila had heard that tone of voice from any other man before this, she would had quickly put him in his place. But right now…she could feel the Force pushing her towards this man's bulging, magnificent cock.
And who was she to deny the Force?
Bastila, with a trembling and nervous hand, slowly gripped the man's cock. "What should I…do now?" She asked, clearly unsure on what to do.
"Well, hrgh, first of all, you can loosen your grip a little. This isn't a lightsaber you're holding after all." Vanar grunted out uncomfortably from the woman's tight grip on his erection.
"Oh…I see." The young jedi replied, quickly loosening her grip which got a sigh of relief from the helmet wearing man. "…Aren't you going to take off you helmet as well?" Bastila replied, mildly miffed at being unable to see who this mystery man was.
"Now now, what's so bad with a little mystery involved in this? Unless…you want me to give you a proper kiss?" The man snidely replied, taking pleasure at the blushing face coming from the jedi.
"D-Don't be absurd, you miserable cretin! As if I would want to feel your filthy lips on my own! I just don't want it falling on me while you're towering above me." The jedi replied angrily, while also feeling mildly embarrassed.
Vanar couldn't help but caress the greyish-eyed jedi's face, which he noticed her being much more receptive to this time than the last. "Don't worry, I won't damage that gorgeous face of yours. I've grown quite accustomed to looking at it. Perhaps when this is all over, I can get a picture of you in that outfit."
"D-Don't you even think about it, you beast!" Bastila screamed, causing the man to raise his hands and apologize and say it was a joke. Huffing to herself, the young jedi went back to staring at the man's erection once more. "So…what now? Do I…rub it or something?" She asked, looking upwards for some form of approval, which she did at seeing him nod his head, quite happily. Bastila couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at seeing how eager the man was to feel her hand rub against his cock. All this arousal forced her to push her thighs together lest he see just how horny she was starting to become.
Finally starting, Bastila slowly began stroking the man's cock back and forth. Her trembling hand couldn't help but feel nervous as her fingers traced the rigidity of the man's erection and traced the veins poking through the skin. The auburn-haired jedi had to bite her lips and press her thighs together even more to keep herself from becoming even more aroused than she already was.
Moans began to murmur from the man's helmet which almost brought a smile to her face, but she quickly pushed it down before he caught sight of it. She was already demeaning herself for him and she didn't want to give him any more of a swelled head than he already probably had. With every stroke and rub of her hand against his erection, the moans reverberating inside his helmet became louder and louder. "B-Be silent, you fool! Do you want to wake the residents nearby us?" She whispered fiercely to him.
"Heh, oh please, you were yelling far louder than I was when I was fingering you earlier." Vanar replied cheekily, getting another blush from the young jedi.
"…Disgusting pervert." Bastila murmured in reply, as she continued jacking off the man above her.
"Says the woman clad in a Twi'lek slave attire, presumably enjoying it more than she lets on." The man snidely retorted back, causing the jedi to blush intensely.
"I…I d-don't enjoy wearing this!" The young woman replied angrily.
"Heh, then go ahead. Take it off. I won't stop you." Vanar responded, staring at her with a smirk.
"…" The scantily clad jedi bit her lip in response to the man's words.
"Yeah…that's what I thought." He replied, beginning to thrust his hips to the rhythm of the woman's strokes.
With every passing minute, and every thrust of his hips, Vanar could feel his orgasm rapidly approaching. A small part of him wanted to see the utter shock of the young jedi being cummed on, but quickly pushed that thought away. 'Last thing I need is to push her too far…' He thought to himself. "Hrgh, h-hey, Bastila, I can feel…I'm about to-"
Hearing the man speak to her directly, Bastila pointed her face upwards towards him. "What? What's happening? What are you about to do?"
"What every man does when a woman pushes him to his limit, and I suggest you either open wide or move aside before I blow!" Vanar replied hastily as he felt his erection begin to bulge.
Bastila, still confused as to what was happening, could feel the Force begin to tingle inside of her. 'What is happening? I can feel…his cock begin to twinge between my fingers. The Force is calling to me…I can feel it. It wants me to…open…wide? I do not understand…but whatever is happening, I can feel a huge amount of the Force welling up inside of this man. So I suppose…I should…' The young jedi thought to herself, as she quickly readied herself and opened her mouth for whatever was to come.
The man quickly on the cusp of an intense orgasm wasn't paying much attention to the woman below him before suddenly thrusting his hips forward one last time, which accidentally pushed his cock straight inside the auburn-haired jedi's mouth and-
SPLOOSH
Bastila's grey eyes widened as she felt a sudden torrent of thick, sticky liquid spray straight into her mouth and down her throat.
Vanar couldn't help but throw his head back and moan in orgasmic delight at feeling Bastila's mouth wrap around his thick cock and ejaculating into it. His hands pressed themselves on both sides of the young jedi's head and held it steady as he continued unleashing his load and loads of thick cum straight into her mouth. The auburn-haired jedi on the other hand could only roll her eyes back as she felt her mouth guzzle more and more of the man's thick cum and her entire body trembled with every thrust of his hips.
That familiar feeling of corrupting young jedis peeked forth inside of Vanar's mind and he could almost remember something about his amnesiac past…but it still eluded him. A part of him wondered if Bastila could feel this intense wave of powerful emotions crashing through them as they continued this lustful embrace. Whether this was the Force or merely sexual tension, he couldn't say for sure. All Vanar knew was, he wasn't ready to let this enjoyable time yet…
…There was one more place he still yearned to cum inside.
Finally, shooting his last strand of cum inside of the young jedi's mouth, Vanar slowly pulled his cock out of Bastila's mouth. The young woman in question was still in orgasmic shock at suddenly being forced to swallow load after load of cum. Curiosity taking hold of him, his fingers stretched open to see that at least ninety-five percent of his cum had been swallowed by the young jedi. Smirking to himself, Vanar petted the head of the young jedi.
"I'm surprised that such a pristine young jedi was capable of swallowing that much cum. I should've known such a fierce warrior such as yourself would be handle something as simple as cum-swallowing." The man's pets and compliments couldn't help but bring a lewd smile to the corrupted jedi's face. Small strands of cum could still be seen inside the woman's mouth, but she was too far gone to notice how vulgar she currently looked like. "You've still got a little bit left inside your mouth though. It would probably be best if you swallowed every last bit."
Bastila wordlessly nodded as she quickly swallowed what little remained of the man's cum inside her mouth. 'I can feel the Force…my connection to it is nearly complete. I just need…one more push…I'm so close to being entuned with it again…'
"Say, Bastila…how is your connection with the Force?" Vanar asked, hoping it was still yet incomplete.
"…I-It's almost back. I can feel it. I just need…one more push." Bastila replied, hoping that the man had one more trick up his sleeve to assist her.
Vanar couldn't help but smirk behind his helmet as he slowly laid beside the scantily clad jedi and pulled her on top of him, causing her to mildly shriek in surprise. "One more push, you say? Well then, I know just the place to push into then!" He said, holding the woman upright as she pressed her hands against the man's toned chest.
It only took the woman a few moments to realize just what he meant to do as he felt his bulging erection pressing up against her pussy.
"W-Wait, hold on! I don't…I don't know if I can do this. M-Maybe you can just…cum inside my mouth again?" Bastila replied sheepishly, blushing up a storm at such a vulgar request. 'I-It's only to regain my connection to the Force. I-It's not like I enjoyed being held down and feeling his cum shoot into my mouth and down my throat!'
"Come on, Bastila, this will be the quickest way! If you don't trust me, then trust the Force!" Vanar responded, rubbing his hand against the woman's thighs. Even after all the annoyances he was giving him earlier, the man couldn't help but be mesmerized at the scantily clad jedi now towering above him; the brass brassiere was barely hanging on by a thread which left her right breast exposed and barely covered the left, while the brass thong was pushed to the side which allowed him to see the woman's soaked slit staring back at him. He could feel the liquid cascading down his thighs as the jedi quivered above him, no doubt pondering the decision to allow him to enter her.
'N-No, this is too far! Allowing him to grope me or finger me, and rubbing his cock and allowing him to cum down my throat is one thing! But having s-s-sex with him?! That's…t-too far! But…But…my body…I can feel it begging me…I have to…I want to…just this once. Yes! And then never again will I touch a never man. After all I've done for the Jedi, I've earned this small reprieve, haven't I? Yes, only once with him…and then never again…right?' Bastila's lips, as well as her body, trembled with pure desire and lust. While this should have made her scared, she was anything but. For the first time in what felt like forever, the young jedi knew what she truly wanted. What she needed. What she desired! And what she wanted…
…was to have sex and be filled up by this man.
"…Okay…l-let's have sex." Bastila whispered as she slowly raised her body and grabbed ahold of the man's cock. Biting her lip and staring down at the helmet-wearing man, she could slowly pressed the head of the man's erection atop her slit. 'One…more…PUSH!' The young jedi yelled inwardly as she pushed herself downwards and screamed in pain as she felt the man's cock pierce inside of her. "GRAGH!" She grunted, pressing her nails deep into the man's chest, which caused him to groan in pain as well.
"B-Bastila, t-take it slow! D-Don't move…" Vanar said soothingly, softly caressing the woman's thighs. "J-Just let yourself get accustomed to it, okay? I won't move until you say so."
A mild gasp of painful laughter echoed from the woman's mouth. "Oh…so now you're a gentleman?"
Vanar couldn't help but get a chuckle from that. "I've always been a gentleman. After all, I did save you from that gang remember?"
"A-And now you're currently having sex with me. Yes…a gentleman at his finest." Bastila retorted.
"I didn't hear you complaining earlier when I came down your throat. Be honest with yourself. You're loving this. I don't know much about you jedi, but suffice it to say, you all take yourselves way too seriously. What you need to do is relax more and enjoy yourself. Like right now for example. Let yourself go. Let yourself feel this moment. Right now, there is no war. No Jedi. No Sith. There's just you…and me, Bastila." Vanar whispered, caressing the young jedi's face once more, which he noticed that she willing pushed herself into.
'Let go…let myself feel. I feel…his cock inside me. I can feel it wriggling around inside of me. It wants to go deeper into me…to fill me up. And I…want it to.' Bastila thought as she slowly began moving her hips. 'This feels good…so…so GOOD! Why did the masters try to keep me from feeling this way? Sex feels amazing! I love it…I love the way sex feels! I can feel the Force guiding my body, moving my hips along with his thrusts. It wants us together…I can sense it now. Yes…I understand!' A sudden wave of passion and understanding welled inside of Bastila as she began peppering kisses atop the man's chest as she continued rolling her hips atop him. Finally, for once in her life, Bastila felt free to feel how she wanted to feel.
And she never wanted this feeling to end.
Vanar grunted in pleasure as he watched the young jedi bounce on his cock and found himself once again mesmerized by her beauty. He remembered how fiercely she had fought against the swoop gang before this had all happened, even while fighting the sedatives they had put into her and even while wearing that ridiculous attire they had made her wear.
While Twi'leks themselves had made the style famous, Vanar felt that Bastila perfected it. He had seen dozens of Twi'leks in this same outfit, but they all paled in beauty and power when it came to Bastila Shan. The man couldn't fight his impulse to grab ahold of the young jedi's breasts once more and began massaging them like once before.
"Oh yes…just like that! Oh yes~! Oh, I love feeling your hands groping me and you cock inside of me! Harder! Oh yes! More more more more! Oh make me feel good! Oh fuck yes! Oh fuck I feel so fucking good! Oh fuck me fuck me fuck me FUCK ME!" Bastila screamed as she no longer cared who heard her any longer. The woman's inhibitions cast aside, as she quickly ripped off the string holding the brass brassiere around her neck, allowing the man to behold her naked chest in all its glory.
Grabbing the man's hands, the young jedi forced them back to groping her chest and pushed them harder into her. "Oh YEEEEEEEES! OH I LOVE FEELING LIKE THIS!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as she felt the man pinch her nipples intensely, causing her to roll her head back and moan even louder.
The two enjoyed each other's embrace as they both rapidly approached their respective orgasms once more. Vanar wrapped his arms around the naked jedi and pulled her downwards, allowing her to pepper his skin with even more passionate kisses. His cock continued pushing deeper and deeper inside the folds of the auburn-haired jedi's pussy and could himself on the brink of ejaculation. "B-Bastila, I-"
"It's okay! Let it all go…inside! You can do it! Just make me…feel….GOOOD!" Bastila screamed as her eyes widened, feeling Vanar's orgasm erupt inside of her. She could feel the torrents of cum from the man's erection shoot deeper and deeper into her, filling up the young jedi's womb. 'The Force…I can…f-feel it again! Finally! His cum…feels so…warm. I…I…feel…good.' The young jedi thought to herself as the man's cum continued being pumped into her as she collapsed onto the man's toned chest, clearly exhausted from the all the sexual antics.
Heavy breaths of exhaustion reverberated throughout the room as the two sweaty individuals laid on the now messy, tossed bed. A soft, sensual silence lingered as Bastila laid her ear atop the man's chest, allowing her to hear his heartbeat. His cock was still inside her, as well as his seed seeping into her. All of it felt so…so wonderful.
For whatever reason or another, she felt a bond with this man…a bond that even the Force approved of. And if that was the case, then surely the Jedi would have to approve of such a relationship, right? If they didn't, then they would be going against the will of the Force. Moving her head away from the man's gentle heartbeat, Bastila's grey eyed peered downwards into the man's helmet, causing him to shuffle uncomfortably beneath her. "Trying to get a look at your mystery hero?"
Bastila scoffed at that. "I told you, I could have broken free of that cage at any moment. I didn't need you there to save me."
Vanar couldn't help but shake his head at hearing that, "Even after all we did right now, you still won't admit that you're happy I saved you?"
Bastila smiled as she caressed the man's helmet gently and kissed the rim. "Oh no, you did save me, but not by those pathetic gang members. No, you saved me from a boring, lethargic existence of becoming like all the other jedi. No love, no emotion, no attachments? Why, what's the point of existing without any of those? It's certainly no life worth living…but for whatever the reason, the Force has brought us together. I don't know why or how…but what I do know is that I won't let you get away from me. No Sith or Jedi could ever tear you away from me. You-"
Vanar suddenly grunted at feeling a sudden intense pressure from inside Bastila's pussy.
"-and your cock are mine now. Mine forever. And I'm yours forever. For the Force has bound us together, and I seek to enjoy that bond for as long as we both shall live, and thereafter." The young woman whispered, placing one last kiss on the visor of the man's helmet.
'Well, this was certainly not how I thought things would end. Bastila and I together? Quite the turn of events I've found myself in…not that I'm complaining of course…but why does it feel like I'm forgetting someth-' Vanar was suddenly brought out of his thoughts as he heard the apartment door suddenly swoosh open.
A fair-skinned man with combed-over hazelnut hair wearing an orange pilots' jacket with bronze shoulder guards, charcoal-colored pants and a square belt buckle attached to the front, and combat boots quickly shuffled in and shut the door behind him. "Vanar! Are you in here? I was making sure our escape routes were clear while you went out to rescue Bastila! Damn, why is it so dark in here all of a sudd-" His hazel eyes quickly turned to see the female jedi who they were tasked to rescue on top of the man who had been assigned to rescue her. "…WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING TO EACH OTHER?!"
Bastila and Vanar only exchanged a quick glance befo-the female jedi quickly raised her palm and pushed Carth towards the wall, causing him to slam into it roughly and collapse onto the floor. "Bastila?! Why did you do that!?" Vanar exclaimed, staring at the now unconscious Republic soldier.
The female jedi in question slowly pulled herself away from the post-coital embrace she had been enjoying and used the force to pull the brass brassiere she thrown away towards her. "Simple really, I quickly knocked him out before he could have a full grasp on what had become of us. As soon as he regains consciousness, we'll simply deny everything he saw. Carth is a good soldier and will follow my orders to the letter. If I say nothing happened, nothing happened. Simple as that." Bastila responded nonchalantly as she hopped off the bed as she walked towards the mirror that hung above the table across the room to fix herself up.
"…So does this mean that nothing will happen?" Vanar asked, slowly following the young jedi's lead in putting his clothes back on.
Bastila smiled to herself in the mirror as she heard the clear desire in the man's tone and the potential fear that this was a one-and-done fling. 'It should be…but I feel something between us…something powerful…yet also familiar in a strange way. The Jedi Council can never find out about what happened in this room for obvious reasons. However, I'm sure I can avoid detection from those old codgers and still manage to keep this affair a secret. After all, if the Force wills us to be together, then who am I to deny him and his cock?' The auburn-haired jedi licked her lips sensually as she thought about him being inside of her again, but quickly pushed back those feelings before they could overtake her.
Bastila chuckled towards the man as she pushed aside her brass thong and used the Force to slowly trickle out the vast amounts of cum that he had shot inside of her. Vanar could only watch in both awe and desire as he saw Bastila force all his ejaculation into the air and out of her slick slit, while stared mesmerized at seeing her pull the long snake-like strands of cum towards her now open mouth and suck them in, swallowing them whole.
The sensual manner in how she licked and lapped up his cum made his cock press har up against his pants once more as he buckled his belt tightly closed. As the greyish-eyed jedi swallowed the last of the man's cum, she could only give him another coy smirk as she pulled her brass thong to cover her slit once more as she went back to fixing herself up in the mirror.
Vanar could only smirk to himself behind his helmet as he watched the now corrupted jedi fix her post-coital appearance before Carth woke up, as he quickly moved to do the same and found himself feeling excited at experiencing more sexual affairs with the beautiful jedi warrior.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAND THAT'S A WRAP! Phew, that took me over 4 hours to write. I remember finishing this around 2 AM today. Sheesh…I'm tired…BUT IT WAS SO WORTH IT! I've been wanting to write Revan x Bastila smut for a while now, and FINALLY I HAVE DONE IT! Like I said before though, Bastila doesn't know it's Revan (yet) since the sedatives made her memory a bit hazy as well as him deciding to keep the helmet on the entire time they had sex. I decided to use the Force bond they share in the game to also influence her into falling deeper into the sexual advances. I figured it would help convince her that the Force is willing them together.
AKA The Writer :P
Maybe I'll continue this with a sequel one day. Idk, but it was fun to write Vanar and a corrupted Bastila have some kinky fun together. Maybe I'll have her keep the Twi'lek slave attire and hide it in the Ebon Hawk for some kinky fun with Revan whenever she wants (maybe even with a chain this time!)
Anyhoo, I hope you all enjoyed this smutty prompt! Feel free to send thanks to the buddy who asked someone to write it also haha!
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