They started out walking, but Corso increased the pace until they were running for the ship. They ran up the ramp, breathless and laughing.

As soon as they got in, Corso slid into the pilot's seat and took them up away from the planet. He didn't input any other coordinates, just put them into space near the planet. Ryli was leaning on the chair, but as soon as he got the ship parked, he was up and kissing her.

"Corso, what-?"

"That adrenal's not gonna wear off soon, Captain. Might as well make the best of it."

They stumbled down the hallway, shedding clothes. Corso steered her over to the couch and she pulled back, "Why not my room?"

"Too far," he gasped, pulling her pants down.

"What's wrong?"

"Ry, I just got released from whatever Sith thing that was, I've got an adrenal in my system that I'm not used to and I almost lost you." He kissed her deeply, "And now I just want to make love to you until this wears off and we pass out." He kissed her again, "I want to wake up to you tomorrow and get past whatever today was. I want to wake up next to you forever."

"Corso, if you propose after the day we've had, I will shove you out of the airlock."

He laughed and ran his hands up into her hair. "I wouldn't do it like this."

He pulled her face towards him, kissing her cheeks and then pausing on her mouth. "Corso..."

"Captain?"

"Let's do this in the shower."

"You have the best ideas," he said taking her hand as they ran through the ship.

The rest of their clothes came off quickly and they squeezed into the shower together. Ryli squealed when the water came out cold, but Corso got the water adjusted quickly. He pressed against her, the water sliding over them. "Turn around," he whispered.

She faced away from him and then his hands started sliding over her with a handful of soap. He took his time. He started with her shoulders, rubbing soap into her neck and collarbone. He ran his hands down her arms, getting each finger. When he got to her breasts, he kneaded them with soap again and again until Ryli said, practically drowning in desire, "If you don't move on, we'll pass out before you finish."

He washed her stomach, hips, drifting down each leg and then spend some time on her ass, squeezing gently. He finally drew his hand up to wash between her legs. He ran his finger over her slowly, then quickly, and by the time he was done, she was spasming onto his fingers. He lathered up his hands with her shampoo and cleaned every strand, his other hand helping to rinse her off. When he was done, Ryli felt faint, wanting him so badly, but she lathered up her own hands and started with his chest. She took her time on his chest and then reached around him to get his back, pressing herself, wet and soapy against him. Corso was starting to brush against her in a meaningful way, but she worked her way down with the soap, getting his hips and legs before coming back up to draw her hand along his erection. Corso trembled as she wrapped her hand around him, stroking soap up and down as he throbbed under her hand.

They helped each other rinse off for a long while and then Corso gently guided her hips over him, sinking into her with a moan of relief. Ryli's back was pressed against the wall as Corso started to thrust. It didn't take long for her to cry out again, his touch having driven her nearly there already. Corso took a little longer, but he looked her in the eye when he came and said her name almost reverently.

They shut off the water and took some time to dry each other, which might have lead to other things if Ryli hadn't been suddenly, inexplicably exhausted. "Corso," she said weakly. "Bed?"

"Yes," he said, sweeping her into his arms and carrying her to their room.

They got under the sheets together and Ryli snuggled up against him, half-asleep.

"I love you," she murmured.

"I love you more," he answered as they both sunk into sleep.

Andronikos heard the door shut behind the other couple and stretched.

"That was fun," he said to Liri. "We should do that again."

"Mm," she murmured absent-mindedly.

"Don't get all googly-eyed over some kid, Lir."

"You don't need to worry about that, Rev. Just got caught up in some misplaced gratitude. He made me believe in nice guys back when I was a dancer. Got me through some rough moments."

"I like that he did that for you. Wish I could have been the one to, but I'm not all that nice."

"You're good to me."

"I love you. Other people, not so much."

Liri laughed.

"You really liked her."

"I did. Who knows? Things ended up different, you ended up with him; I could have ended up with her. Probably not, she might've shoved me out of an airlock first, but there was a chance."

"You spent a lot of time with her?"

"A couple of days. She ended up having to wait for a shipment longer than she expected and you know there's not much to do on Tatooine."

"What was that at the end? Looked like you made love to her."

Andronikos rolled his eyes. "You don't really care. She was upset that you had her boyfriend all fawning over you, so I distracted her." He leaned back in his chair, "I'm pretty good at distraction."

"You're right, I don't care," Liri said, her eyes glinting and Andronikos smirked, knowing what was coming. "I just want you to do that to me."

"All nice and gentle like that?"

"You can get a little rough."

"No such thing as a little rough with you."

"Just, let's try that. We don't really do that, never did. Make love to me."

"I get into you, Lir, I don't have such good control." He pulled her into him, "That's the problem, with her I can be as gentle as I want because I can stay focused. With you, I realize how much I love you and that I'm actually inside you..." he paused, shuddering, pulling her hand down to his cock and sliding it up and down. "I lose control, Lir," he whispered. "You make me lose my mind and it turns you on when I do."

"I told you what I want," she said calmly, continuing to stroke him.

"If this is some misguided attempt to make me more like Junior-" he said angrily.

"No, he could never do the rougher stuff we both like. I think he'd cry. But I want to see if you can manage the softer stuff."

"Jealous, watching me?"

Liri smiled wryly, "More... intrigued."

"Intrigued? I can work with that." Andronikos pulled her up flush against his body as he stood. He started to get her straddled around him and instead, slid his arms under her knees and chest gently, he laid her down on the bed, shifting so that he was laying between her legs.

"Baby," he breathed. He forced himself to touch her gently. He ran his fingers lightly over her red skin, kissing after he touched. He started to grab her too roughly, pulling blood to the surface to kiss afterwards, but managed to get his thoughts clearer. He took her nipple into his mouth, rolling it carefully, his hand kneading her breast until she was arched up and then he did the same to the other. He kissed down her stomach, mostly remembering not to nip.

He gripped her hip tightly, releasing and watching the flesh shade from pink back to red. He groaned and pulled back, struggling for control.

"C'mon Rev," she murmured through her moans. She was enjoying this, so he managed to calm down and gripped her thighs as he softly drew his tongue against her clit. He carefully slid a finger up inside her and moved slowly, gently, pressing his tongue against his finger inside, her flesh between. He rhythmically pressed his tongue against her clit over and over, sliding a second finger into her. She was building up and starting to tremble. He kept his fingers in her as he slid up her. He paused and tongued her nipples gently, feeling them stiff in his mouth. He very slowly slid into her, gritting his teeth to not thrust. As soon as he was as deep into her as he could go, her insides parting for him, she came around him, clamping down, and he stayed still, letting her wash over him.

"Rev, move, oh please! Rev!" she was thrashing against him and he growled deeply, trying so hard to go slow and be gentle. "Forget it," she panted, "please, I need you."

He fought for control and started to slowly fuck her, moving in and out at a torturingly slow pace. "Liri," he groaned, "Liri, I love you."

"Harder, please."

He pulled back, panting. "Did you just try to compel me?"

She looked at him, wriggling on him, trying to get him to move.

"Oh no," he breathed. "Now you're in trouble."

He slid back, so that just the tip was in her and then slid slowly forward, inch by inch. Lightning arched over him and he managed to hold his orgasm back with the tiniest shred of self control. He slid back slowly again. Forward slowly, the chaos of his mind starting to have direction. She began lightly shocking him, lightning running over her skin and he just kept going slow. It was easier now that it was a battle of wills. He always won.

"What do you want, Lir?"

"You, harder, faster, please,"she moaned out.

"Again," he whispered.

"Rev, now."

He loved this, but he moved slightly faster.

"No, faster."

"No," he whispered, knowing how that made her react. Her eyes flew open and she snarled at him, raising her hand to hit him. He caught her hand and held her wrist down on the bed. "There's my girl," he smirked, thrusting into her hard. She came instantly, calling out his name and he let himself go finally. When he was done howling, she cupped his face with a hand, "I love you, Rev," she managed to get out, panting.

He kissed her then, "I love you too."