Ryli submitted, letting her body mold to Andronikos.
"How come you're not all over her too, with the aura?"
Andronikos shrugged, "Immunity by now? That giant surge of lust I got seeing you again? Hell, for all we know, if the two of them had managed to get away together all that time ago, you would have returned to me on Tatooine and we'd be crewmates." He ran his hands over her ass, squeezing, "I've got the rest of my life with her; I'd rather be with you while I can."
"Those adrenals certainly do the trick," she murmured, reaching between them and stroking his erection. "But I think you're more affected by the aura than you think." He watched her, licking his lips.
"C'mon," he pulled her back out into the room where she stopped short. Corso was nine-tenths of the way down Liri's throat, head thrown back, gasping.
"Grab her lekku; she loves that," said Andronikos amused.
Slowly, Corso reached down and grabbed hold of them in either hand. One of them slid along his leg and he groaned, deep in his throat. Ryli swallowed her anger and then Andronikos was shoving her down on the bed beside the other two. "Channel it this way," he said, straddling her, pinning her down. "I want you," he whispered in her ear. His aggression was having the desired effect, but she was still thinking too much. She pushed him off and went over to the table, where she drank what felt like a quarter of a bottle of vodka. She gripped the table tightly, getting her bearings and then turned back to him. He was eyeing her hungrily and gestured for her to bring the bottle over. Her eyes slid over and landed on Corso, pumping Liri's mouth gently, eyes closed.
She stalked over to Andronikos, her mouth landing on his for the first time that night. He kissed her back, his tongue dragging against hers as he shifted over to lay her down on the bed. He sat up and drank a good portion of the bottle himself, idly running his hand over her skin.
"Like to be on top, huh?" she whispered.
"You have no idea." He took another long pull and grinned down at her, "So what do you want? Gentle? Rough? Something new?"
"New?" She arched an eyebrow at him.
"Hell, Ryli, I'm drunk. Pick a position."
She started giggling at that as the absurdity of the situation hit her. The man she was in love with was in some kind of sexual compulsion to a Sith and a guy she'd slept with, who knows how long ago, was trying his damnest to cheer her up by fucking the hell out of her. There had been worse nights.
"Wait," he said, "You like music during. I remember that."
Andronikos crossed the room to the panel and palmed through some stuff before settling on something with a strong beat. She was unexpectedly touched that he remembered. Corso came then, groaning loudly, his hands squeezing Liri's lekku. Almost before he stopped coming, he pushed Liri back on the bed, fumbling to position himself. Ryli got off the bed and crossed to Andronikos.
"I know what I want," she said to him.
He arched an eyebrow and wrapped his arms around her, "Anything you want, beautiful." He was teasing her, rubbing himself gently against the right spot.
"Treat me like you treat her. When you love her."
Andronikos recoiled. "You don't know what you're asking."
"I think I do."
"I can't. I can't do that to someone else. You wouldn't even like it." He pulled her close, "Anything else." He ran his hands down her sides, trying to distract her. "C'mon beautiful, I'm going to fuck you slow and make you scream," he said in her ear. He picked her up then, wrapping her legs around his waist and she melted under his touch, her anger fading away as he kissed her. She was having a hard time holding onto thought.
He laid them both down on the bed and slid a finger into her, making her moan. He beckoned with his finger, trying to bring her to a release. He started kissing her everywhere, her breasts, neck, finally dripping his tongue down on her clit and then his whole mouth. His finger moved and Ryli closed her eyes, savoring the sensation. She came soft, not crying out, just spasming upwards. Andronikos frowned as he slid up her. "Not good enough," he murmured. "I said I wanted to make you scream."
He slid into her slowly, achingly letting her feel every single inch of him and she arched upwards, making noise. He slid in and then out of her slowly, watching her face closely. She moved with him, her breathing slow and heavy. Their eyes locked and he wouldn't let her look away as he moved impossibly slow.
She whimpered, "Faster."
"No," he whispered back.
She arched up against him, trying to move quicker herself and he grabbed her hips to slow them down. When she finally came, it rolled over her body slowly, getting more and more intense and then she did scream as her whole body shuddered. Andronikos kept her looking at him the whole time and she gasped his name as he let go and finally spent himself, hard, frantic . She felt languid, sated for the first time that night. He collapsed down on top of her and then raised himself up to kiss her, the aftershocks making the kiss twice as intense.
Andronikos pulled himself up on his hands and knees to stare down at her. She met his eyes, breathlessly. He shook himself and then got off her, retrieving a bottle from the table. She let out the breath she'd been holding and saw someone on the bed next to her out of the corner of her eye. Beside her, Corso was staring at the two of them with a frown. Evidently he and Liri had finished.
Corso slid over on the bed and pulled Ryli against him.
"Hey," he said softly.
"Hey," she murmured.
"I think something's wrong with me," he admitted, seeming more alert than before.
"It's her aura," Ryli said. She rolled away from him and found the bottle on the floor beside the bed.
"What do you mean?"
She took a quick sip from the bottle. "Her aura, it's got some kind of hold on you. Don't worry, it's got us all. We've just gotta wait until she's done or whatever."
"But I went with her."
Ryli took another swig and felt Corso wrap himself around her. His arms went around her stomach and his legs slid against hers. He was hard as a rock against her back and somehow, her body responded. "Yeah, you did," she answered softly.
"Captain. Ry, that's the past. I can't stop whatever this aura is, but it's not something I want for good." He was silent for a moment and then asked her hesitantly, "Do you want him?"
"No. He's married to a Sith, Corso. Even if you had never entered the picture, he and I never would have worked out." Her lips quirked. "We're too similar."
"So what just happened was just the..."
"How about what you were doing?"
Corso was silent and shifted against her uneasily. Feeling him against her back was starting to stir things in her again also, making her more sure of what was going to happen.
"We can do those things together," whispered Corso.
Ryli didn't move.
"It'll be better because I love you," he said, sounding desperate.
"Do you love her?" Ryli finally asked.
"How could I?"
"I don't know, you run into her, you have all these leftover feelings, maybe you loved her back then and you never stopped."
"Ryli, I love you. Maybe, if she hadn't been shipped off planet, maybe back then, but that's not what happened. I fell in love with you." He pulled her over so he could look her in the eye, "I love you."
Then he was kissing her, tucking her body close into his, propped up on one elbow. His mouth was firm on hers, his tongue moved to enforce how he felt. His hands weren't rough on her, but they weren't taking any chances and she was held firmly against him. He slid his free hand up to her face, gently stroking along her cheek, her jaw, then her collarbone, he ran his fingers lightly around her breast, before sliding down to roll her nipple around his tongue. His other hand traced the tattoos along her hip and then to trace the tattoos on her pelvis, slowly, precisely until he hit the spot right below them and stroked her clit.
While he stroked with his finger he kissed her stomach, looking up at her to see her reaction. His eyes were loving, not holding the insatiable appetite Andronikos' had held. She cupped his face and drew him up to her, where she kissed him back, wrapping her arms around him. He shifted against her, moving his hands up to her waist and groaning softly into her mouth as he eased into her. She clutched him to her and they stayed chest to chest as he began to move his hips, gently pulling in and out of her. Corso planted kisses on her neck, gently. He pulled up just enough to kiss her, still moving. Ryli felt the wave of pleasure starting to rock through her and arched up, moaning Corso's name over and over. He came instantly as she did, the two of them pressed against each other. Corso pulled back and ran his hand over her cheek, "I love you," he whispered.
"I love you too," she whispered back.
They rested there for awhile, until their breathing returned to normal and then Corso pulled out of her slowly. "Get dressed," he murmured.
Ryli went over to the window, pulling her clothes on, noting Andronikos had Liri up against the wall on the other side of the room. Andronikos grunted and Liri moaned softly. Andronikos murmured something to her and then pulled out, turning back to his bottle.
Corso was dressed now and took Ryli's hand firmly in his.
"We're going to head out now," he said to the other two.
Andronikos looked up from his glass and tilted it at them.
Liri walked over to him, running her hand up his chest, "Are you sure?"
Andronikos crossed to her and took her hand back, pulling it to his lips, "Let the boy go, Lir."
"I'm glad you're not in a collar anymore," Corso said to Liri softly.
"Me too," she said with a smile.
Corso kissed her on the cheek and started to lead Ryli out. Andronikos caught Ryli's hand and kissed her palm. "You never fail to delight, beautiful," he smirked. Corso tugged on her hand gently and got them out of there.