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Settled

Damian followed Ahsoka and Zera into the room, closing and locking the door behind him. Zera was clearly nervous, understandable given the circumstances, but Ahsoka remained calm, seeming absolutely sure about what they were going to do. Damian was glad she was confident, because he was a little less sure about this than he'd like to be. Part of him still hadn't settled with the idea that Ahsoka was really okay with having threesomes, and the fact that Zera may have feelings for him didn't help.

Ahsoka sat on the bed, gently guiding Zera into her lap, facing Damian, then beckoned Damian to them. Damian sighed and walked forward, taking Ahsoka's left hand and Zera's right. They pulled him down so that he was kneeling over both of them, and Zera reached up to kiss Damian, Damian returning the kiss. As with the last time he had kissed her, being a Zeltron, Zera's emotions carried through the kiss a bit. He could feel her confliction about her feelings, and could sense her fear about possibly finding out her feelings were changing. However, the main one that transferred was her nervousness. He ignored the emotions, focusing on kissing her, his hands resting on the sides of her slim waist as Ahsoka's arms wrapped around the lithe form between her and Damian, holding Zera against her as she placed light kisses along Zera's shoulder, making Zera shudder and gasp let out a shaky breath between kisses.

After a couple of minutes, Damian reached down, slipping his fingers under the hem of her shirt and lifted it, slipping it over Zera's head and leaving her bare, Zera apparently having foregone a bra. Zera reached up, capturing his lips again as his hands slid over her smooth pink skin before drifting up to her chest, beginning to gently knead her perky mounds. Zera moaned, arching her chest into his hands, and Ahsoka moved up to suckle at the side of her neck, Zera moaning again. Damian shifted his hands slightly to pinch her stiff peaks between his index and middle fingers each time he kneaded her breasts and Zera moaned again, pulling back from the kiss to catch her breath, Damian taking a moment to kiss Ahsoka before moving to the side of Zera's neck that Ahsoka wasn't working on. As they continued, Ahsoka's right hand slid downward, slipping into Zera's pants and began to lightly work through her folds, Zera's moan turning thick with lust as her hips rocked against Ahsoka's hand. After a moment, Zera tugged Damian's shirt upward and he pulled back, helping her take it off before Ahsoka's free hand quickly undid his belt and zipper. He dropped his pants as well and Zera reached out, beginning to stroke his erection slowly, staring at it as though expecting it to bite her.

"He'll be gentle," Ahsoka promised her.

Zera nodded, guiding him to her tunnel. "Can we start?"

"Not yet," Damian said, pulling back and kissing both girls for a moment before guiding them to lay back.

They both complied and Ahsoka's free hand began to massage Zera's breasts as Damian knelt between the girls' legs, seeing both were already slick with excitement. He smiled, leaning in and beginning to clean Zera's juices up, Zera moaning loudly as she began to squirm. As she did, Ahsoka's right hand reached up, turning Zera's head toward her own, allowing her to kiss the Zeltron girl, their tongues beginning to slide against one another almost instantly. Damian took one of Zera's hands and guided it to Ahsoka's slit, Zera immediately beginning to work Ahsoka's folds skillfully, her fingers working Ahsoka's sensitive flesh with a practiced ease. It was Ahsoka's turn to moan this time, her hips rocking under Zera's treatment, and Damian smiled, returning his attention to working Zera's folds, pushing a finger into her as he did. He set a quick rhythm and Zera pulled back from her kiss with Ahsoka, allowing both of their moans to echo through the room, both voices quickly growing more and more frail as they continued. Damian locked his lips around Zera's clit, sucking hard and flicking it with his tongue. She bucked against him and began to tremble, Ahsoka beginning to tense below her. Then, both snapped, their bodies bucking and jerking as they cried out in pleasure, Zera's juices squirting out of her tunnel, Damian catching what he could in his mouth before beginning to lap up any that continued to gush out of her. Her juices were sweet, and he was enjoying tasting her. However, after a few moments, he moved up, kissing her and earning a moan as she tasted herself, then kissing Ahsoka, who likewise moaned at the taste.

"Please," Zera whimpered, cupping his face. "I don't want to wait anymore."

Damian nodded and lined himself up with her entrance, pushing in slowly as Ahsoka began to rub her clit quickly, free hand massaging her breasts. After a moment, he bottomed out inside of Zera, Zera's face scrunched up in discomfort. He waited for her to adjust, allowing her as much time as she needed. Then, finally, she began to rock her hips, nodding to Damian. Damian leaned down, capturing her lips as he began a slow, steady pace, pulling out until he was about to slip out of her completely before pushing back in until he had once again completely filled her. He had to struggle to hold the pace, though. Zera was tight. Almost painfully so. His body wanted to speed up, but he forced himself not to. After a few minutes, Zera rocked her hips against him a little more urgently, urging him to speed up. He began to slowly pick up the pace, thrusting into her a little harder each time. Zera's moans increased in volume steadily along with the tempo of his thrusts. After a few minutes, Damian pulled back from the kiss, turning to kiss Ahsoka instead, reaching down to reward her for being so patient, only for Zera's hand to join his instantly. Zera began to work Ahsoka's clit as Damian thrust his fingers into her, Ahsoka's moans joining Zera's, both voices fighting for attention with the wet squelching of Zera's tunnel being filled again and again.

Finally, Damian began to slam into Zera as fast as hard as he could, pulling back from the kiss with Ahsoka to work one side of Zera's neck, Ahsoka working the other. he could feel Zera beginning to near her orgasm, her tunnel trembling around him and her body beginning to tense, every muscle starting to coil up beneath him. However, he was starting to slip too. He pulled back from Zera's neck, looking to Ahsoka, who nodded, giving him permission to finish inside Zera. He kissed Ahsoka again, then returned to the dark bruise he had formed on Zera's neck, beginning to make it a companion. Within a handful more thrusts, Zera snapped, her body bucking and jerking, insides clamping down around Damian's cock and spasming, milking him desperately as she clung to him. The overload of stimulation her undulating canal slammed him with sent him spinning over the edge as well and he grunted, burying himself inside of her and beginning to pump his seed into her womb. His hips bucked and thrust of their own accord, each thrust sending a fresh wave of cum into her, and Zera moaned loudly with each fresh spurt. Finally, both began to settle from their climaxes and Damian slipped out of her. Zera moaned as his seed began to overflow from her tunnel instantly, and Ahsoka gently lifted her off, setting her beside her on the bed.

Damian kissed her instantly, pushing into her without hesitation, Ahsoka moaning heavily, already close from their earlier efforts. He began to thrust into her quickly and Ahsoka began to rock her hips up into him, one hand working her own clit as the other laced its fingers with his. After a couple of seconds, however, Zera began to push up on Damian's chest. He straightened up and Zera moved Ashoka's hand out of the way of her clit, replacing it with her tongue. Ahsoka cried out in pleasure almost instantly, bucking up against Damian, urging him to go faster. He complied, thrusting into her rapidly as Zera worked her clit between them. Then, within seconds more, Ahsoka cried out again, breaking and beginning to spasm around Damian, Zera continuing to relentlessly work her clit. Damian continued to pound Ahsoka's spasming tunnel through her orgasm, and Ahsoka continued to shake and tremble. Her orgasm died down somewhat, but she couldn't fully settle. He could feel her trembling around him constantly as he continued to fill her over and over. However, continuing through her orgasm had affected him as well. He felt his balls beginning to tighten as Ahsoka's face began to scrunch up again. Then, just as he broke, Zera moved out of the way, allowing him to kiss Ahsoka again just as he shoved himself into her and his cock erupted, shoving her over the edge into another orgasm as well. They continued to buck and thrust into each other throughout their orgasms, both of them clinging to each other as they came, before slowly beginning to settle. Damian rolled, gently laying Ahsoka along his left side and holding his right arm out, Zera laying herself along his right as Damian and Ahsoka slowly caught their breath.

Finally, Damian looked over at her. "So, what's the verdict?"

Zera stared at him for a few seconds before reaching up and kissing him. "I do care about you...but my heart still belongs to Shia."

"Good," Damian smiled. "Then it's exactly where it should be."

Zera smiled and nodded, resting her head on his shoulder. "Thank you. After I was almost raped, I was always afraid of men. Even with you, I wanted to get it over with before you could do something awful. Thank you for not being like him. Thank you for making sure I enjoyed it."

"You're welcome," Damian said. "However, just to be sure-"

"I'll take care of it," Zera promised. "I care about you, but I'm not planning to have your child. Especially not right now."

Damian nodded, kissing the top of her head before kissing Ahsoka again. "We should probably get cleaned up before something else comes up."

Both girls nodded and they all lay there for a long while before Zera sighed, heading to Damiana nd Ahsoka's room's private bathroom, cleaning herself up before getting dressed again. She thanked them both again, giving both one last kiss before leaving. Ahsoka rolled on top of Damian and sitting up, looking down at him in silence for a moment.

"So, Riyo and Barriss both next?" Ahsoka asked, smirking.

"We did promise them they could," Damian nodded.

Ahsoka nodded. "Then maybe we'll try again with Shia."

Damian nodded, smiling, then sitting up and kissing her. "Whore."

He slipped out from under her and fled to the bathroom before she could catch him. When she cornered him in the shower, he pulled her in, pinning her to the wall and kissing her. She sighed, wrapping her arms around him before he pulled back.

"Don't act like you don't enjoy me being more open," Ahsoka said.

"Oh, I definitely do," Damian smiled, kissing her again. "Ready for round two?"

Ahsoka grinned and nodded, Damian starting to kiss a trail down her body instantly.

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