Pre chapter notes

This is part 2 of the previous chapter

This is the second part of the final chapter since it's been taking me awhile to write this. In order to keep things orderly, I'm going to make a part 3 to wrap everything up since it's kinda slow going w some IRL stuff I have going on.

Sorry it's so slow going plz bear w me. I didn't want to make super long 7k+ word chapter since they can be a hassle to read.

Yes, the title of this chapter is a pun.

Lemon warning

Within seconds, Aayla found herself tossed onto the bed and pinned against the sheets as Sheva mounted her like a horse and began to hump with vigor, her pelvis getting rammed with strong rhythmic pace as she looked up at the red woman topping her with aroused alarm.

"Ooooaaahh!" Aayla moaned in surprise, the sudden start catching her off guard as their womanhoods pressed into each other, sensations shooting up their bodies from the point of contact.

Sheva's jugs bounced up and down as she pumped her hips back and forth into the Twilek, the jiggles turning them both on; latching one of her hands to a pillow above her head, Aayla reached the other one out and began to fondle Sheva's breasts, pulling on their black tips and clamping down on them with eager intent, her blue forearm compressing her own together as they undulated in place.

"Mm Mm Mm Mm!" Aayla grunted as she bit her bottom lip, trying to match her bedmate's rthym, her grip tightening around the cushion behind her as she was plowed into by the Sith who looked down upon her with a taunting smile. A red hand darted down to one of Aayla's legs and pulled it up around Sheva's waist, the meaty blue thigh clasping around her hip, providing better access to Aayla's zone; taking full advantage of her prey's more compromised position, the Dark Lord leaned over and grasped the sheets around the Jedi's head and increased her thrusting power, ramming their nethers together as the moisture continued to condense around their legs.

"Aaagh!" Aayla gasped as her defenses continued to weaken, feeling a dense weight begin to churn in her stomach as their breasts began to press into each other's.

"That's it, Aayla!" Sheva guided with a husked tone as she gazed upon her squirming guest who looked like they were entranced. "Let it build inside you!"

Aayla laid her head back, her eyes shut and mouth hanging open from the sensations, as she felt a hand begin to massage her navel, fingertips soothingly caressing her stomach, as another planted itself next to her head to stabilize her partner as she got rocked back and forth. Her lekku laid askew to either side of her head as she took her hand off of Sheva's tit and reached out to massage the tip of her right head tail; the Sith eagerly latched onto her wrist and pulling her hand away from it, grabbed her lekku and pulled it too her mouth, her tongue licking and slobbering over the appendage. Aayla opened her eyes and moaned in aroused shock as Sheva began to suck on it, sliding it into her mouth hungrily like slurping down a noodle; the dark lord didn't even gag as more disappeared in between her lips, the sensations of her lekku being swallowed making Aayla cry out in euphoric disdain. The Jedi shivered in excitement as she felt a long snake-like tongue begin to slither and coil around her head tail, sliming up and down as she succumbed beneath the sensory overload.

"OoooOOOAHH!" She groaned as she continued to get hammered into the mattress by the red titan, trying desperately to hold on to any slip of composure she had.

As she got closer and closer to arrival, Aayla began to feel that void inside her increase in density as she felt her breasts begin to compress against Sheva's, the pairs of fun bags shifting and sliding against each other sensually. Her leg still remained wrapped around her partner's waist, providing the red woman unrestricted access to her zone as she got humped into oblivion, the pace getting faster and faster. The smacking sounds pulsing from their point of contact began to seem wetter and wetter as Aayla reached a hand around her lover's back and gripped onto a meaty red ass cheek, the mounds jiggling with each thrust as Sheva's hand darted down to her thigh again to hoist it higher around her side.

As they continued, tiny particles of dust resting against the floor began to lift into the air; strands of hair from Sheva's head began to float upwards.

Sensing her prey was close to release, Sheva began to hammer the Jedi as fast as she could, bouncing them up and down on the mattress as she suckled on a lekku, sending Aayla screaming in erotic passion; the two jostled together on the bed, the Dark Lord violently shaking her mate's body like they were in a class 5 earthquake.

"AAAGH!" Aayla cried as a long tongue snaked around her head tail while a strong hand gripped one of her love handles. The void inside her became greater, wider, heavier, nearly consuming her from the inside as the wave of love liquid was about to erupt out of her like a volcano.

Sheva pulled her lekku from her gullet, smiling with her lips covered in saliva as the head tail slipped onto the sheets beside Aayla's shoulder.

"How about the next one?" She teased, reaching for the next one as she continued hammering the Twilek.

The sheer thought of going through another sucking session threw Aayla off the deep end; an invisible shockwave exploded from her body, sending the sheets that were tucked under the mattress flurrying around them, dust floating in the air getting pushed away from them with a nighty blast. Sheva's tits took the brunt of it, the udders undulating with force as the Sith tumbled backwards off the Jedi, her hair billowing back like a cape as she fell onto her back, their legs still intersecting. As the nova exploded outwards, the floor suddenly began to glow as runes began to highlight on the floor, ornate red patterns etching across the black marble and up the back wall; the whole room shook from the force while the bed in the center trembled, the sheets fluttering down around it.

Aayla panted as her back arched, grasping the blanket above her as she continued to release herself onto it; her eyes latched shut, she moaned out in relief as the sensations ravaging her body began to subside as the tension inside her dissipated. She felt the bed shift around as her partner readjusted herself, running a hand up and down her leg soothingly as her blue stomach trembled from the bombardement.

"Very good, Aayla." Sheva cooed as she watched the woman begin to relax, propping herself on her knees as she looked down upon her. "With that power, we could destroy entire planets."

Aayla didn't hear her; in fact, she could barely even think as her body hummed like a guitar string, tingling sensations running up and down her spine as she tried to regain composure. So numb was she that she didn't notice as two less tall copies of the Sith Lord were walking up to either side of the bed and sliding next to her as the real Sheva dismounted her; the twin apparitions cuddled up on either side of the Twilek and embraced her, resting their faces on her chest as their smooth hands traced up and down her stomach, soothing her exhausted figure. Still mentally foggy from the fast pounding mating session, she wrapped her arms around the two women as they loved on her, kissing her cheeks and running fingers around her abdomen along with the occasional murmur of lustful poetry. Pulling them tight, she sunk back into the bed as she let the women dote on her like she was a Hutt crime lord, the three pairs of breasts squeezing together, waves of soothing heat cascading over her as they moved her moistened lekku out of the way; pressing their faces to her tits, she embraced them as she took in the warmth as they relished her body.

While the two fakes pleased their guest, the real Sheva was off the bed and standing in the middle of the room next to the hearth, her eyes shut as she slipped into concentration; like pulling strings on a tapestry, she felt her temple shift around below them, shedding the roots of the mountain that kept it there. The whole structure began to tremble as the ground around the base began to crackle and erupt as geysers of subsurface water jettisoned into the air, boulders around the bottom sinking into the earth as the area around it got pulled apart. Sheva smiled devilishly as her plan finally began to take off.

Steam curled up around her as she leaned back against the edge of the pool, crystal-white water obscuring her view of whoever was eating out her womanhood; biting her bottom lip as her partner continued, she rested her arms on the sauna's edge behind her as cocked her head back, relishing the fireworks lighting up her south. The warm milky liquid rippled around her breasts which mostly hung below the waterline, the occasional small wave lapping against her chest, sending soothing heat further up her body, numbing her into a state of near-unconsciousness. She felt smooth hands plant themselves on her thighs and spread them further apart as a tongue explored her nether, sending tingles up her spine as she soaked in the euphoria.

After an indeterminate amount of time, she finally sighed as she unloaded, her essence flowing out of her into her lover's awaiting mouth beneath the surface, her hands moving down beneath the water to stroke her partner's shoulders as she felt her load empty out.

In front of her, water slowly parted as her partner emerged from the milky surface, a green woman with a dozen thin head tails, dark eyes, a beaming smile, two perfect rounded tits, smooth but muscular arms, and a thin but well toned stomach looming over her.

"How was that, Shaak?" The Nautolan goddess inquired giddily.

Shaak barely even registered her own name as her partner sank onto her lap, feeling her green friend's bubble butt rest against her thighs, thick green legs settling around her waist. The steam curled up around them, dulling Shaak's awareness of her surroundings; she didn't know how long she was here for or when she even arrived, or who this woman even was, but so encumbered was her mind that she never even considered these basic questions.

The Nautolan wrapped her arms around Shaak's head and began to play with her head tails while Shaak embraced her right back, red arms surrounding the green woman's waist and grinding her back and forth on her snatch, sensually humming as the pair slowly danced. The Nautolan (who's name Shaak couldn't recall), lowered her face down to hers and began to kiss the Jedi passionately, their lips melding together as Shaak slipped a hand down and began to squeeze her ass cheek-

She and Aayla laid side by side, the Twilek curled up next to her as she buried her face into Shaak's neck as they drifted off to sleep-

Shaak halted, her lustful tongue battle ceasing as her hand released the Nautolan's behind; they opened their eyes and stared into each other as she tried to comprehend the deja vu she just experienced as her green friend looked concernedly down at her.

"Shaak, what's wrong?" She asked, lifting a finger to Shaak's chin.

Shaak didn't know; she had no idea what that memory was which had vanished as fast as it had come. Who was that blue woman, and why were they in bed together? She slowly felt a weight being put into her shoulders as if she was just defying gravity and was now being pulled down to earth; she looked around, trying to see through the mist that shrouded the room around the pair to no avail. Derealization began to set in as Shaak began to notice certain elements of her situation; she had no idea where she was, how she got there, who she was with, or if she was even real, like she had gained consciousness in the middle of a dream.

The Nautolan bent down and started kissing Shaak again, this time far more hurriedly and fast paced as she began to rock back and forth on Shaak's pelvis; any inklings of trickery died away as Shaak succumbed into numbing warmth, the memory of the Twilek woman slipping further and further away. She didn't even notice that the water around them began to ripple, as if there was an earthquake below them; the steam began to flurry around them like it was caught in a cyclone. Nevertheless, the duo continued, the Jedi fully unaware that the simulated dreamworld she was residing in had begun to warp around her.

Shaak laid frozen inside the crystal within the bowels of the dark temple, lined up against the others as the stasis shards holding them began to glow green, incandescence flowing out from them as if they were lamps that had just been activated, a low roar echoing throughout the catacombs.

Frantic battle droids scattered in every direction as the tremors began to split the earth in two, chasms forming at their very feet as they fled the apocalypse. The scout speeders flew overhead back towards the base as the hover tank wobbled as the ground opened up underneath it, the drivers jumping to safety as the vehicle began to sink.

"Well, this will surely affect my career!" GD-7642 lamented as it hopped out of its command rover and joined the crowd of escaping droids as the base of the mountain began to erupt.

The earth around the stone monolith exploded as the rock itself started to move, grinding upwards as if it were extending towards the sky. As more of the body of the mountain rose up, two more large knife edged stone formations shot up from the earth on either side, rising up along with it.

GD turned to witness the awe striking act of nature that was occurring before it; what was launching up out of the ground no longer seemed like a piece of the planet's crust but seemed more like a starship as the huge obelisk fully lifted out of its resting place and floated into the air, two massive pointed engines humming on either side of the black stone hull, the triangular body slicing through the air as it slowly rose to a proper distance above the ground.

[authors note: imagine a pirate ship without the masts or sails, and with two engines attached to either side, and completely painted black. Imagine it's also the size of an aircraft carrier]

Continuing its flight upwards, the monolith gracefully levitated higher into the sky as the cloudless horizon darkened with the setting sun.

Sheva exhaled deeply as she felt her craft fully exhume itself from the bowels of the planet, the shaking coming to an abrupt halt as her stomach ceased its trembling; willing her plans to life, before her rose from the floor two rectangular consoles, the black plating illuminated by a series of different shaped and colored buttons, all blinking to indicate different systems had been brought online. She ran her fingertips over the smooth metallic surface as she felt the energy reserves of her vessel yearn for more sustenance like a starved dog, its power depleted from the harrowing takeoff; fortunately, she had an endless supply.

Turning around, she watched as the Twilek continued to get loved on by her two clones; the Jedi was overflowing with arousal as her breasts were getting squeezed and massaged in every way imaginable while one of her lekku was being rubbed up and down, her body squished between the twin models. A red hand floated around her navel, tracing the ridges of her toned stomach while brushing near her zone, eliciting more gasps from Aayla's lips that were constantly connecting with her bedmates'.

As Sheva daunted over, her two apparitions tending to the Twilek faded into thin air as the blue woman grumbled in displeasure, the full body massage coming to an unsatisfying halt. Establishing eye contact, Aayla watched as her host slid onto the bed and began to slink up to her, kissing her figure from her legs all the way up to her lips as they began to make out once more.

Their lips met and immediately sparks began to fly. Their mouths battled, the hardened dark artist competing against the experienced Jedi master as they tried to out-dominate each other, their tongues touching and weaving around each other as the moaning commenced. Aayla rested her hands on Sheva's forearms, holding her in place, while Sheva moistened her hand from fluid that had condensed around Aayla's womanhood and began to stroke the blue breasts that now squished against hers. This turned on Aayla even more as she slid a hand down to rest on Sheva's voluptuous ass, gripping the meaty mounds as they increased their speed. The Twilek groaned lustfully as she continued to get pressed further and further into the mattress, her partner grunting as their lips mushed together with increasing ferocity. Aayla tried to disrupt Sheva's bombardment on her by slapping her rear with fervor but couldn't, the lord's hardened skill set making her impervious to interruption as the Jedi's powerful hands collided with the twin mounds, sending smacking noises echoing through the hall.

Desperate to get some air, Aayla broke the lip lock as she tilted her head back and released an aroused cry as Sheva began to kiss down her neck and chest until she found herself hovering over her partner's titanic fun bags. The Sith's lips turned into suction cups as they latched onto Aayla's milk meat, her tongue swirling around the purple tips. Aayla ran her hands through her lover's hair as she felt her nectar begin to shift around inside her, turning her on even more as she steadily got milked. Sheva's tongue caressed and lapped at the massive udders as she slobbered over them, attacking the tips before lubing around the sides and in the crevice between them.

As Aayla neared completion, her bedmate suddenly stopped, lifting her head up from between the two blue blimps, pins and needles popping up on her arms as if a cool breeze had passed through. A loud and alarming tone began to cascade through the room as the Sith hopped off of the Jedi and strutted over to the command consoles; trying to get up and follow her, Aayla became shocked as the red blanket beneath her curled up and around her wrists and ankles, trapping her on the bed as her partner began to look over the control panel. Looking over, she noticed that they had seemingly left the orange and red tinted sky and had made it into the atmosphere, the black void of space dotted with tiny white suns, dim light reflecting off of the planet's surface below them. She strained against her restraints, her biceps bulging with strength, abs flexing under the strain as she attempted to pull herself free, all to no avail as she heard Sheva begin to chuckle.

"It seems the new generation of Sith are faster than I anticipated." She remarked. "Their armada is already here."

Aayla looked over towards her captor, who was standing in front of a large holographic image, blue light excreting across the room; before them shone the flickering display of four Seperatist Munificent class war frigates floating in a square formation around the long pen-shaped vessel of a Providence class ship, it's pointed nose aimed right at them. The blue colored fleet all had the symbol of the CIS emblazoned on the front plating as they slowly grew bigger and bigger within the image. A familiar voice echoed over the comm system:

"Darth Dystra," Count Dooku's face materialized on the hologram display. "It appears you have found yourself a warship. A shame it will not see much service before its untimely demise ."

"On the contrary, Dooku, if that's the name you wish to be called." Sheva chuckled, worsening the frown on the Count's bearded face. "I think it will be seeing far more of the galaxy than your ship ever will once I'm done here."

"And how would that be?" Dooku inquired sternly. "We detect no weapons or armaments onboard your vessel. It seems to me your foolhardy attempt to escape us has backfired."

"Oh, I do have a weapon," Sheva taunted. "Of a different nature of course. You'll see before you meet the vacuum of space."

Dooku's eyebrows furrowed as the feed fizzled to black

Sheva turned to her guest who was watching from the bed, a look of sly confidence adorned on her face, as if she had already anticipated the arrival long before Aayla got there; as the blue woman squirmed, the Sith approached the foot of the bed.

"With your destructive power and my guidance, we can eradicate these usurpers and take my rightful place as the sole inheritor of the Sith Empire!" She exclaimed as the Jedi watched her in shock.

It suddenly clicked like a lightbulb in Aayla's brain; of course Sheva wasn't merely interested in destroying Count Dooku, she wanted to replace him as the Dark Lord in control of the Seperatist Alliance, and she was going to use Aayla to do it! Who knew what would happen if her will fully succumbed to the Sith's powers, for all she knew her newly found gift could tear planets apart if given the right manipulation.

As Sheva rounded the bedside, hips swaying back and forth as she eyed up her prey, Aayla thought frantically about how to thwart the Darth's plan; yes Count Dooku was her adversary, but another Dark Sider with access to a mind warping temple that could brainwash the entire Jedi Order into servitude was another thing entirely.

Her mind quickly raced about what she could possibly do to disrupt Sheva's plans; holding out wasn't an option since her skills were too good to resist, and trying to outperform such a master of the euphoric arts would certainly lead right where she wanted Aayla to go. She cast her mind back to one of Shaak and her's first time in an apartment complex when she first truly discovered this ability, having lost control and nearly leveling an entire floor when she came. Another lightbulb sparked to life in her mind as everything fell into place; she nearly smiled at her cunning plan as Sheva sauntered up to her.

The red woman slunk onto the red sheets like a prowling beast, her eyes glued to her prey as she caressed Aayla's feet with her massive jugs, crawling on all fours as she crawled up the Jedi's body until they were face to face again; Aayla's heart nearly beat out of her chest as the Sith planted a sloppy kiss on her cheek.

"Mmmmm" Sheva moaned as arousal began to condense around them once more. "We're going to have to show the old man a lesson."

"Mhm." Aayla played along, trying to maintain her composure as her partner moved down to her neck.

"We're going to need a lot of power for this first barrage, but it will soon become easier for you." Sheva explained as she continued her kissing. "This time I'm going to need to go…harder."

Aayla looked deep into her green eyes.

"I'm ready."

To be concluded…