Alien Admiral Fucks First Officer

Chapter Six: Imitation

Few things made Faro happier than getting back to business. She and Thrawn had returned to the Chimaera following their porn personas' arrests, but too much of their time had been spent helping the Empire prepare for trial for it to feel like a return to normalcy. Now that the trials were over (Fallon Jennings faced two months for her role in the holovideo. No additional fine), the only thing Faro had left to look over from the weeklong debacle was ISB's concluding report. The report was officially addressed to Colonel Yularen, who had been kind enough to forward the document to her.

On balance, the report was good news. There still existed murmurings in anonymous chat rooms that the holovideo was genuine and Rayau and Fallon had been chosen as scapegoats to protect a powerful grand admiral from public consequences. Such conspiracy theorists took news of Faro's future transfer out of context to say High Command was responding to the holovid by quietly breaking them up. Never mind that Faro had been pending transfer since before the first hookup. Some people were committed to their misunderstandings.

Other than that minor annoyance, everything seemed to be in order. With the most unique scandal of her military career behind her, she could return to the headspace she was in a week ago. Happy about her new relationship with Thrawn and anxiously awaiting her own task force to command. Whatever this mess had done to her transfer, she was sure she would see the other side to these constant delays.

In the meantime, she had precious little time left with a crew she'd come to hold dear. Woldar and Hammerly had already congratulated her on the trials' verdicts. A few of the ensigns from before had apologized for their comments, including Ensign Patel. Most importantly, she had a nighttime "debriefing" planned for her in Thrawn's quarters. She hadn't had a chance to see him off-shift in over a week. If Thrawn's comments were any indication, he had an idea for how to put this pesky annoyance behind them once and for all.

Faro hummed, then paused. All this time dealing with the holovid, and it just now occurred to her that she'd never watched it all the way through. How exactly had sex occurred in that porn scene? Thrawn had insisted it wasn't anything too outlandish, right? Hadn't he said that once?

It was probably nothing to worry about. Faro exited out of Yularen's message and spent the last hours of her shift on actual military business. She did her best not to get too absorbed into her work though, lest she miss the moment on her chrono when she was no longer needed in her office.

Time could not come soon enough. No sooner had Faro clocked out for the night than she found Thrawn closing up himself. He acknowledged her as she approached, "Commodore."

"Grand Admiral, sir. Forgive me for catching you off shift, but you mentioned on Corulag you wished to debrief this evening. Would it be alright if we did so now?"

"Certainly, Commodore. Walk with me."

Faro followed Thrawn's lead back to his quarters. She maintained a professional ambivalence on the outside in case they passed any observers. They may have to remain cautious for a time still to allow gossip about them to die down. Just as Faro thought that, she internally slumped. If all went as she expected it to, they didn't have that sort of time. By the time whispers died down, Faro would be on another ship, neck deep into a new mission entirely. Their chance to sneak off together at night would be over.

Perhaps Thrawn knew that. Maybe that's why he'd propositioned her once again after weeks of barely touching her. They had to take these opportunities while they still had them, gossip be damned… to a degree, naturally.

She wasn't sure what to expect when they arrived. Thrawn stopped close to the entrance at first, but gestured for her to follow him to his bedchamber once the doors were closed. Faro did as he directed until she was standing at the side edge. Should she sit down or…?

No. Thrawn approached her with a purpose, bending down so he could catch her on the lips. His hand held her chin at first, sliding down towards her neck and collar as Faro got more invested in the kiss. Would that she could end all her missions this way.

Faro broke away first, pulling her face a few centimeters back so that she could catch her breath. She dove back in at an angle the second time, catching Thrawn on the corner of his mouth. To hide the fact that such a place wasn't her intended target, she used it as a launching point for a trail of smaller kisses across his jawline, hands caressing his sides as she did so. His uniform did absolutely nothing to obscure the shape of his figure beneath. Faro felt the tightness of muscle through his clothes, her fingers admiring the taut shapes through the fabric.

She managed to catch his lips full on the third time, but just as she was getting in the zone, Thrawn used a hand to grab both of hers and flipped her around. Faro tried to kiss him over her shoulder but couldn't quite reach his face. She struggled at first, but relaxed when she remembered she'd seen this part in the holovid. "You really want to try it ourselves, huh?"

His exhale tickled her ear. "I do. Is this acceptable to you, Karyn?"

Faro leaned back into him at the sound of her given name, head resting on Thrawn's left shoulder. "We can try. Let me know what I can do."

"Excellent." He brushed a strand of hair off her forehead, then continued his work on her uniform tunic. "Relax for the moment."

Faro tried her best, but she didn't like the restrictions this position placed on her movement. She shifted forward to help her tunic, shirt, and bra come off and rolled her head to give Thrawn better access to her exposed skin, but found herself frustrated with the fact he was still fully clothed. She wanted to reciprocate his actions. Now that she was naked from the waist up, the edges of Thrawn's rank plaque dug into her skin.

Faro struggled with how to put her dissatisfaction into words, settling (perhaps unwisely) on, "I didn't give Ms. Jennings enough credit for her skills as an actress."

Thrawn pulled back as soon as she said that. "This is not pleasurable for you?"

"No. Are you enjoying it?"

"I was." He stepped back, allowing Faro to turn and face him. "What about this setup do you find lacking?"

Faro blinked, noticing for the first time a trace of concern in his voice. "I want to be able to touch you. As well, I mean. I want to remove your uniform with my hands, the way you did me."

Thrawn tilted his head. "But that is what I like about this arrangement. By holding you as I do, I can touch you as I wish without worrying about what you will try on me."

Worrying? That wasn't a word Thrawn used often. Faro sat down on the bed, eyes shining with concerns of her own. "What do you have to be worried about?"

He didn't answer right away. "I... worry you will catch me by surprise and that it will cause me to respond defensively. I worry you will attempt to sit or lay on top of me while I am pinned to the bed. Sexual intimacy already requires a great deal of vulnerability. I do not wish to experience any more than necessary."

He intended to hold her at arm's length now? That hadn't happened the first time. Of course, neither of them had planned for the first time to happen. It simply had, powered by a swell of emotions and the stress of an unexpected murder attempt.

Faro did her best to show understanding. She knew it had been a long time since his last sexual encounter. If she'd understood Thrawn correctly, she was his first since joining the Empire. "Of course sex makes us both vulnerable. I don't mind being vulnerable with you in private, Thrawn. What I don't like is not being able to express myself here. If you keep me in a bind for our entire time together, haven't you already responded defensively?"

Thrawn averted his eyes, the glow inside them flickering ever so slightly. "...I do trust you, Karyn. On certain matters, you are the only one in which I confide."

Faro stood back up, closing the distance between them at a nonthreatening pace. She pressed her bare chest onto his covered one. Aside from the cool metal of his plaque, the whole of his torso was flushed with heat. Whether from arousal or embarrassment, she couldn't tell.

She moved her hands slowly up to the plaque, letting Thrawn observe her every move. If he wanted to interrupt her motions, he could. "I feel the same about you. I want you to be comfortable, but I also want us to be on the same footing in the bedroom." His plaque came undone as she finished her last sentence. Faro laid it on a side table before continuing. "Forget how strangers imagined sex between us. Let's enjoy our time together in our own way."

"What way is that?"

Faro looked at him to smile. Just as she noted Thrawn seemed to have relaxed, her grin turned mischievous. "Let's find out."

She lifted his tunic and undershirt as one, pulling both up in a bunch at Thrawn's armpits. She didn't pull either over his head, though, waiting instead for him to take that leap. Once he did, Faro's hands shifted to his now-bare chest. She'd expected the warmth of his skin beneath her fingers, but not the extensive network of scar tissue.

"What is this from?" she asked, fingers tracing lightly over the web of whitish blue that stretched all the way down to Thrawn's abdomen.

Thrawn's eyes followed her fingers' path, hyper aware of her proximity to his old wounds. "Blaster shots. I received them as a young soldier at a time before the Empire existed."

Blaster shot s ? As in, more than one? What kind of super soldier survived that? How good was Chiss Ascendancy armor? Faro had all these questions and more, but hesitated to ask Thrawn anything else. She had no idea how many of her curiosities he was willing to satisfy at this time. More importantly, she had other uses for her mouth at this point.

Faro kissed the top of the scar in a spot justt below Thrawn's collar bone. Her palms stayed pressed onto his torso, sliding down in coordination with her mouth as she covered the whole area in soft kisses. As she reached the bottom of the giant white gash, Faro began to massage his stomach and sides once more, never using much pressure. She repeated these motions until she felt the tension leave Thrawn's body. When she paused to look up into Thrawn's eyes, she noted that he was still tracking her every move, if calmer than before. A glance in the opposite direction told her everything she needed to know about his enjoyment of their time together.

She slipped two fingers between his belt and his pants. Pulling on the belt just enough for him to notice, she asked if she may remove it. Thrawn responded by tracing over her own belt buckle. When he threw her belt to the ground in a fluid motion, she elected to respond in kind.

That was the start of a stripping frenzy, with each article of clothing falling faster than the last. When the time came for the removal of trousers, Faro let Thrawn push her back onto the bed. She lay across the mattress sideways on her back. Thrawn loomed above her, his concentration centered entirely on the button holding her pants together. Faro had an easier time from her vantage point, pulling those white pants down to his ankles by the time her fly was even open. She arched her back to make his final task easier, starting when he dropped her pants and underwear as one. Faro caught the edge of his boxers in retaliation, thereby ensuring both were made naked at the same time.

Thrawn stepped out of the pool of garments at his feet, using the distance to get a better look at Faro. Her legs hung off the side of his bed, her small, pointed breasts rising and falling with each breath she took. He examined her the way he would one of his precious art pieces, deciding faster than usual that he liked his new acquisition.

The room had been dark the last time they'd done this. Faro found she rather liked leaving the lights on this time around. Her eyes landed on his purpling member, thighs twitching when she remembered how it had felt to have him buried deep inside her. Just the memory was enough to drive her legs apart.

Thrawn watched her adjust with great interest. When he approached her once more, he helped her onto her side, lifting by her thighs so that her entire body rested on his bed. When she rolled back onto her back, his grip on her was slow to release. He shuffled back and forth at the foot of the bed, unsure of what to do next. "I have expressed my own objections to having you positioned above me in bed. Do you mind when I am on top of you?"

Faro shook her head. "I want to face you. I want to be able to touch you back." She sat up for a quick peck on the lips. "Other than that, I can lay however you want me to."

She returned to her previous position, head resting on Thrawn's pillow. Thrawn climbed over her, careful not to put all his weight on her. He returned her kiss with a deeper one, letting her cup his face as he did. He probed her mouth until he'd run out of breath, then shifted efforts to her neck. Only once he reached the spots her uniform would cover did he start nipping at her flesh. Faro moaned, grateful for both the sensation and the consideration.

Once it was his turn to pepper her chest with kisses, Faro let her legs slide open once more. She let her foot brush against Thrawn as she slid it beneath and around him. That way, he knew she was ready for more. Faro did what she could to help him figure out the best penetration angle, but that was something he needed to have the final decision on. Once Thrawn settled into his place above her (all while still enjoying the stiff peaks of her nipples), Faro latched her thighs onto his hips, bracing herself for what was to come.

As before, his first thrust was gentle and likely experimental. Thrawn shifted the first few times, never putting more than the tip inside her. Once he had a good sense of where everything was, he slid into her as far as Faro would accommodate him. His pace stayed languid at this stage, giving Faro the chance to get used to him.

The first time he'd entered her, Faro had come to the conclusion his Chiss penis was wider than a human one. It had been a couple years, yes, but she stood by her thought that she had never quite been stretched the way she was now. Now that she had visual confirmation of Thrawn's length in addition to his girth, she knew she could definitely get used to this feeling.

Just as that thought entered her mind, Thrawn increased his pace. Faro was slick enough to handle it by this point. Tiny moans broke through her lips every time he went back in, making it difficult for her to hold onto even a single thought or breath. Her hands moved on their own accord over his waist, wishing they could grab at his ass. Alas, her knees were largely in the way.

Whatever set Faro apart from a Chiss woman, the presence of a g-spot must not be it. Part of Thrawn's earlier shuffling had been his search for the best way to hit it, and now that he was fucking her relentlessly, it was obvious he'd found his target.

Her legs tightened around his narrow hips, doing everything in their power to prevent him from pulling away. Unbidden, her lips moved on from moans to guttural reeditions of Thrawn's name. She may have attempted his full name a few times as well, because Thrawn shushed her with a chuckle soon after.

He intoned her name the way she was attempting to pronounce his, his accent thicker than she'd ever heard it before. "Ka'rynfa'ro."

Right as that sound left his lips, Thrawn's aim struck true. He found the exact place that turned Faro's vision white and, with a few critical hits, sent her reeling. She held onto him for dear life, nails digging into his back as she came.

The sensation went on forever. Wave after wave of intense pleasure ran over Faro, radiating from her clit to her head to her toes and leaving every part of her weak. She felt her walls tightening around Thrawn's member, egging him on to join her in this feeling.

He was approaching fast. Just as Karyn felt the intensity of her orgasm fading, she heard him grunt as his hot release shot into her. She used the last of her strength to hold his hips in place once more, doing her utmost to make sure not a single drop of cum landed outside her body.

Imperial-subsidized sterilization. Best decision Faro had ever made. Shame she had to hide the procedure from her home planet, but it was useful in times like these.

Faro listened for Thrawn's sigh. Once she was sure he was finished, she unlatched herself from his hips and allowed Thrawn to collapse beside her. She found it gratifying to hear him panting as well.

Neither one spoke for a time. Faro knew she ought to clean herself off, but it felt so nice to lay peacefully beside the man she'd admired for so long. She turned her head to give him one more peck on the cheek.

Thrawn groaned softly upon receiving it. "You aren't already interested in more, are you? At least give me time to regain strength."

"Not tonight, no." Faro hummed with contentment, resting a hand on Thrawn's heart. When he responded favorably to that, she turned onto her side so that she could cuddle up next to him. She always felt so cold after sex, and Thrawn's warmth was forever enticing to her. "I could lay here all night, just resting with you."

"You may do so, if you wish," he granted, wrapping an arm around her. "You know the appropriate procedure."

She did, but would it really be appropriate? Could she really spend the night in her commander's office the day after proving to the galaxy she hadn't slept with him? That certainly didn't seem like a smart idea.

Faro broke out of Thrawn's hold, stumbling about for a chrono. Once she saw the time, she settled back into bed, comforting herself with the knowledge that it wasn't that late into the evening. After a minute, she noticed Thrawn watching her, waiting for a response.

"I'll stay a little while."

A/N's: It occurs to me that both my Thraro multichaps end the same way: our Imperial couple sends their antagonist off to face legal consequences and celebrates their victory with sex. This time, unlike before, I did write the sex scene.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed this. I have once again procrastinated in favor of updating this fic. See you all later!