"Morning! Want some breakfast?" Nyx said cheerfully to Ahsoka as she walked into the kitchen.

It was the morning after the night they spent together. When Nyx woke up, it took him a second to realize where he was, until he noticed how his body was wrapped around a bare naked togruta girl. Briefly smiling to himself, he slowly unattached himself from their spooning position, careful not to wake Ahsoka up. After kissing her on the cheek, he put on some clothes and walked into the kitchen to make breakfast for the both of them.

"Oh, uh, thanks for cooking," Ahsoka quietly said.

Nyx looked up from his cooking and made eye contact with her, to which Ahsoka responded by hurriedly glancing to the side and blushing heavily.

Ah, that's right, it was her first time, Lux thought to himself.

He had made love to many girls he encountered, many of which were experienced in the ways of sex. However, every once in while, he would have sex with a virgin, which although elevated the hottness of it all, made it a little more awkward in the morning. The experienced girls were much less embarrassed to interact with him after the deed was done. As for those who granted him the pleasure of being their first, the interactions after were not as simple.

True to Nyx's thoughts, Ahsoka was experiencing high levels of nervousness and embarrassment. As a jedi in the clone wars, she had fought countless battles against enemies aiming to kill her. She had fought bravely against slavers and droids and pirates and sith, and yet…

...of all the things, why is this so difficult? Ahsoka thought.

When she woke up naked in a completely disheveled bed, she slowly started to remember and process what happened the night before. It was the first time a boy had seen her naked, the first time a boy had kissed and touched her in places she's never been kissed and touched in before. It was the first time she had allowed a boy to lay between her legs and insert himself inside her.

"So, anyways, um, yesterday when I took a quick look at your bike, I noticed that I didn't have all the needed parts for it here in my inventory. We can head out and get some after breakfast, if you want," Nyx said.

After regaining a bit of composure, Ahsoka responded with a smirk, "I didn't think the self-proclaimed best mechanic in town would be lacking in part inventory."

"I didn't think I would need the parts for such a rundown flying piece of garbage," Nyx smiled as he said.

Ahsoka, faking an exaggerated air of offense shot back with "First of all, I needed a bike and unfortunately it was the best one I could get. Second of all, if you need parts, I won't be paying extra credits. I agreed to pay you under the assumption that you had all the necessary tools and parts, so that's on you."

Nyx smirked, and before he realized what he was saying, said "It's fine, you gave me something much better than credits last night."

Ahsoka immediately blushed and started nervously fidgeting where she stood. As for Nyx, he processed what he said and his face turned bright red, realizing that his mouth was faster than his mind on that comment.

Gulping and mentally steeling himself, he stammered "I mean, that is to say, I uhh...I really...I really enjoyed what we did...together...last night."

Why am I so nervous about this? I'm usually much more eloquent when it comes to matters of this nature, Nyx thought as Ahsoka picked her head up and met his eyes, despite her clear embarrassment.

"I mean, you enjoyed it too...right?" Nyx tentatively asked.

Hearing that, Ahsoka immediately looked down once more, suddenly finding great interest in the mundane colors of the floor.

"...Umm, I, I uhh...I thought it was...nice," Ahsoka stammered.

What is going on with me? Why am I so nervous about this? Ahsoka thought.

"Oh. That's...good," Nyx replied with a slight smile.

…

"Ah, Nyx! What'll it be this time, my friend!"

A booming voice came from behind the counter of the shop, belonging to a large creature with a beaming smile. Said creature had pale skin, a bulbous nose and small beady eyes. His clothing choice was interesting, including a large amount of pockets and a belt, fit for a mechanic-part shop owner.

Nyx smiled at the sight of him. After breakfast, he headed out with Ahsoka to the shopping district, at which point they had split up. He had gone to the mechanic-part shop for the necessary bike parts and Ahsoka had gone to search for a second outfit. As she had put it, she only had the blue jumpsuit she wore yesterday, and she wanted a new clean outfit.

"Cause, you know...this outfit makes me feel a bit...dirty," she had admitted.

I guess she feels uncomfortable wearing the same clothes after last night, Nyx had thought.

"Hello Bintoo, nice to see you," Nyx replied back, "Just looking for some parts to repair a bike for a client."

"A bike, you say? What kind of bike, if I may ask?" Bintoo said curiously.

"A very old one," Nyx chuckled.

Bintoo raised his eyebrow at that.

'Am I correct in guessing that this client is not from around here?"

"You would be yes, though I'm not too sure where she is actually from, to be honest."

With a mischievous smile, the shop owner said, "Ah, a "she," is it?"

Turning a slight shade of red, Nyx scratched the back of his head, replying, "Um, yeah, a togruta girl, to be precise."

With an even wider smile, Bintoo said, "A togruta girl! You are quite lucky, my friend. I hope she was good."

Despite his growing embarrassment, Nyx lifted his head and with a dreamy look in his eyes, said, "She was...amazing."

Bintoo, recognizing the look, smiled to himself. This must be quite a girl. He usually treats such matters in a more nonchalant fashion.

"Well anyways, take a look around my humble shop for the necessary parts, my friend."

After clearing his throat, Nyx replied, "Thanks Bintoo."

…

After making his way through the shop and picking up the necessary items, Nyx made his way back to the counter to pay for the items. Just as he finished giving the credits to Bintoo, he heard the voice of a certain togruta behind him.

"Did you find what you needed to fix my, as you put it, "flying piece of garbage?"" Ahsoka said as she walked into the store.

Chuckling, Nyx said while turning around, "Yep, it's all here, I've just finished...paying...for it."

His words dropped off as he faced Ahsoka. His eyes widened and his mouth stayed slightly open.

"That's a...I uh, is that the outfit you bought?" Nyx managed to say as he continued to stare.

Her outfit overall was rather simple, consisting of a pair of brown pants and a maroon top. On the sides of her thighs, there were small pouches attached with bands of leather. Her boots and gloves were a slightly darker brown than the pants, the latter of which were long and extended past her wrist down the length of her forearm. The headpiece she wore over her head, which wrapped around the top between her montrals and down the sides of her head, was the same one she had before. The maroon top had no sleeves and had gold colored lining with a vertical line of gold that extended down the center. All in all, it was a simple, form-fitting outfit, one that would not be uncommon to see in the lower levels.

So why does she look so hot in it? Nyx thought.

As a person who has lived in the lower levels his entire life, Nyx had seen and met all kinds of people, practically all of which were dressed in the same style of outfit as Ahsoka had on now. Outfits meant not for looks, but simply for comfort and ease of wear.

It was the same style of outfit as her jumpsuit and the same style of outfit everyone wore.

And yet, Nyx was captivated.

Noticing him staring at her, Ahsoka, ignoring the butterflies in her stomach, placed a hand on her hip and looked at him, raising an eyebrow (though she technically doesn't have an eyebrow, since, you know, no hair)

"Yes, this is the outfit I bought, which you seem to like quite a bit," she said.

Realizing that he had been staring, Nyx quickly stopped, sheepishly saying "Oh, sorry."

Noticing how flustered he was, Ahsoka smiled inwardly.

"Ahem, my friend, I don't mean to interrupt, but are you going to introduce me to your pretty companion?"

Bintoo had kept silent during the whole exchange with an amused smile plastered over his face.

"Oh, um, sorry. This is Ahsoka, my client. Ahsoka, this is Bintoo, a man with a booming voice who also happens to own this shop," Nyx said.

Ignoring the comment about his beautiful voice, Bintoo held a hand out over the counter towards Ahsoka. "It's wonderful to meet you, miss," he said cheerfully.

"Nice to meet you too," Ahsoka said as she shook his hand.

Bintoo chuckled to himself. "So, might I ask, what business does a wonderful lady such as yourself have down here?"

"I was just meant to be passing through, I came from topside."

Bintoo raised his eyebrows at that. "Topside? Up there, where the air is clear? Don't get me wrong, my friend, this place is truly a paradise, but why would you want to go from topside to here?"

Nyx actually looked at Ahsoka curiously as well. Up till then, he didn't really even know much about her, since she had not gone into any detail about her personal life.

Hearing Bintoo's question, Ahsoka's smile wavered. "Well, I encountered some...difficulties, back where I am from. I just needed somewhere to go."

Noticing how uncomfortable she was, Bintoo refrained from asking any more questions.

"Whatever the case, I hope you enjoy your stay here, young lady," he said.

While Ahsoka left and Nyx gathered up the parts he bought, Bintoo gestured to him. As Nyx leaned forward and Bintoo checked to make sure Ahsoka was out of earshot, he whispered, "Treat her well, my friend, and enjoy your night with her. It's not everyday that you get a wonderful woman such as her from topside down here."

Turning red, Nyx carried the parts and exited the store as the owner laughed to himself.

…

"Mmhf,"

"Ughh!"

It was night once again, and the sounds of lovemaking between a human boy and a togruta girl could be heard.

After obtaining the needed parts, Nyx had set himself to work on Ahsoka's bike. The afternoon slowly turned to night, as he worked on the bike diligently, with breaks in between. Every once in a while, Ahsoka had stepped in to watch his progress, as well as assisting in the process herself.

Wiping off the sweat that had gathered on his forehead, he let out a breath of weary satisfaction.

I think that's enough work for today, he thought to himself.

As he was putting away his tools, Ahsoka walked in the garage.

"Done for today?" she asked.

Turning to look at her, he responded, "Yep. At this rate, I'll make this bike look much better than before in no time."

Grinning, Ahsoka said, "Thank you, I appreciate it, master mechanic. You want some dinner?"

At that time of night and after his amount of hard work, Nyx should have been feeling an intense craving for food. There was no doubt that he was hungry, of course, but looking at Ahsoka, there was something he craved more at that moment than food.

With his hormones at the helm and before he even knew what he was saying, he said, "...you look so fucking hot in that outfit."

Her eyes widening, Ahsoka attempted to hide her blush behind an exasperated facade as Nyx made his way over to her.

A few minutes later, they were back in her guest room.

This time, Ahsoka lay flat on her stomach as Nyx lay on her and pounded into her from behind. In this position, he was in direct contact with her beautifully-shaped backside, which was quite pleasing. Pressed into her, he moaned, relishing the feeling of spreading her ass cheeks and pumping into her. With each pump, Ahsoka pressed her face and moaned into a pillow which she was tightly gripping with her hands.

I've got to stop letting him have his way with me, Ahsoka thought. Everyone back home would be so disappointed in me.

Such thoughts were quickly dashed with one particularly deep thrust that forced a loud moan out of her.

During her thought process, Nyx relished his current paradise. For one thing, he of course enjoyed the feeling of his manhood being encased in Ahsoka's warmth. For another thing, he enjoyed the sight before him, a bare naked, orange-skinned, and defiant togruta girl on her stomach with her face pressed hard into a pillow to suppress her moans of pleasure that he was inciting.

They had not spoken any words since Nyx had commented on her outfit. They had kissed with ferocious passion as they had entered the room and had stripped each other down as they kissed and groped each other on the bed. Although Nyx loved the sight of her in her form fitting clothes, nothing could beat the sight of Ahsoka bare before him.

When their clothes had been torn off and strewn all over the floor, they felt each other to their full extent. Nyx had felt the softness of her legs, hips, and arms, feeling her to be surprisingly fit and in shape. Massaging her small breasts, Nyx enjoyed cupping her soft mounds, noticing her nipples erecting as they made contact with the rubbing of his hands. For Ahsoka, she had enjoyed feeling the strong muscles of Nyx's arms, chest and back. She loved the firmness and muscular form of his body as she had touched him.

The two continued to pant and moan, sweating profusely as their naked bodies continued to come into contact with each other. The flatiron position meant that Nyx held himself up on his arms while Ahsoka naturally angled her ass up to meet him. Naturally, in this position, Nyx enjoyed the feeling of pressing up against her divine butt. With each thrust, he tried to push her hard into the mattress, as the authority he had over a girl such as Ahsoka was simply enthralling.

After halting his pumping for a second - both of them still panting and sweating - he quickly grabbed her and flipped her over on her back. Nyx spread Ahsoka's legs and lay himself on top of her, pressing their bodies together so their stomachs and chests were in contact. Nyx grunted at the feeling of her breasts and nipples pressed up into him, loving the softness. Enjoying the contact of their bodies, Ahsoka wrapped her arms around the back of his shoulders, bringing the lovers even closer. With that, Nyx once again inserted himself inside her, inciting moans from both of them, and continued to make love to her. Ahsoka's legs were raised up with feet in the air and knees bent at Nyx's sides. Her toes curled at the feeling of penetration.

The room was filled with the sounds of moaning, groaning and making out, as well as the stench of sex. The sweat and juices of sex stained the bedsheets. Nyx's lips met Ahsoka's beautifully thick lips and their tongues tasted each other as their saliva coalesced.

One especially deep thrust brought his shoulder up to her mouth and nose, at which point she groaned into him and wrapped her arms around him even tighter.

What is this boy doing to me, Ahsoka thought, reflecting on the feelings of pure lust she had not experienced until she met him.

Her time as a padawan was one filled with happy memories. She had seen plenty of hardship as a soldier in the clone wars. She had seen people, both innocent and not, become casualties of the war between the republic and separatists. Ahsoka herself had experienced both physical and emotional pain that many would never experience throughout the rest of their lives. That was her life as a jedi.

The feeling of Nyx's manhood pulling back from deep within her only to thrust back in once more and squeeze its way into her vagina was completely different from any feeling she had ever experienced before.

Grunting, Nyx lifted his head above her, still pumping in and out. He looked deep into the blue depths of her eyes as she looked into his rich brown.

With a smile, he said, "You are beautiful, Ahsoka Tano."

Looking into his eyes, she saw what can only be described as genuine infatuation.

Maybe...maybe this is alright, Ahsoka thought to herself.

She brought her right arm from around him and, grabbing the back of his head, enthusiastically brought their lips into contact once more.

After a few minutes and orgasms on Ahsoka's part, Nyx could feel himself reaching his limit. With one final deep drive into her, he let loose his cum, ejaculating within her. Finally feeling the lateness of the hour, Nyx pulled out and lay down next to her on his side. He turned her towards him, kissing her slowly and deliberately. Ahsoka, enjoying the passion of the kiss, wrapped her arms and legs around him. With the animalistic drive of sex gone, the two softly intertwined their bodies, feeling each other as they continued to kiss.

Maybe this is alright.