Pierce was confused. He lay down beside her and began to roughly palm her breast. It wasn't like this was the first time he'd shared a woman, but because she turned him on so much he even got off on watching Quinn fuck her mouth like that. He knew why he found her so attractive. He'd never worked under a Sith before and the way she fought on a battlefield had him hard before the first lightsaber swing. She was death and power on a scale he hadn't seen.

On the other side of her, Malavai lay, running his hand down her side gently.

The man was clearly in love with her, but too much of a prat to give in until now. She'd come to Pierce in frustration and he was pretty sure he'd kept her happy. Watching Quinn get rough with her, her letting both of them plow her, that was much hotter than anything he'd done before. Just thinking of the look on her face when Quinn got her off was getting him hard again. He couldn't stand the man, but he certainly could work with him to make sure she couldn't move in the morning. If it turned him on in the process, well, no one needed to know that. She'd already made clear this wasn't a one time thing and Pierce's mind drifted thinking of all the ways he and Quinn could take her. He moved over on the bed, stroking himself against her hip. She reached over and took a hold of him, her fingers dragging up his length. She had Quinn in hand too and Pierce tensed, deciding which direction he would go with her this time.

Pierce smirked finally, an idea in hand; he'd have something new from her. He picked her up into a sitting position and put her down straddling Quinn.

"I'll be right back, get started," he said.

Pierce pulled his pants on and ducked across to the med bay. He rifled through the supplies there, making sure to shuffle them up in a way that would annoy Quinn when he found them. He pulled what he was looking for out and headed back to the room.

He paused when he entered, she was moving up and down on Quinn slowly. Quinn's fingers were digging into the bed. Pierce took a moment to savor the sight of her moving like that and then stripped his pants back off. He stroked himself a few times and then opened the bottle, dipping a finger into the liquid there. He settled between Quinn's legs, behind her and slowly slid the wet finger into her ass. He followed with a second and third, carefully opening her up. She was moving slower on Quinn now, almost waiting. Pierce shifted and withdrew his fingers, positioning his tip right at her ass. He rubbed the kolto mix onto his hard length and then eased into her ass as she froze. Quinn sat up and got his knees under him. Between the two of them they lifted her slightly off the bed and Pierce gently lowered her onto more of him as Quinn started to thrust again. She whimpered slightly and squirmed around, making Quinn groan. Pierce slowly inched into her, holding himself back from moving with some difficulty. He could feel how both of them were filling her up and she was moaning now. Quinn had captured one of her breasts in his mouth and she was arching her back. Pierce slowly started to move in her, trying to keep a slower rhythm than Quinn so he didn't hurt her. Pierce wrapped a hand around her and shifted her weight back against him, giving Quinn more room to move quickly. Pierce eased in and out with every second thrust of Quinn's and she started to tremble between the two of them.

When she came, she cried out loudly and Pierce could feel her whole body jerking. He was close, the tightness of her and her spasms sending him right to the edge. Quinn came then, driving into her, making her tighter on Pierce and he groaned as he spilled himself into her, keeping his thrusting gentle. He pulled out of her before Quinn did and shifted her forward to slid down onto Quinn. She was murmuring something incoherent and Quinn shifted her over onto the bed.

"She out already?" Pierce asked in disappointment.

"Apparently." Quinn looked back at Pierce, "But I don't think she's out for the night. In approximately six minutes we could rouse her."

Pierce rolled his eyes. "Six minutes then. Good to know you're not tired."

"I trained for endurance."

"You trained for this?"

"In a manner of speaking."

"Why can't you just say 'yes'?"

They glared at each other.

Quinn's eyes drifted back to her, "Was that the first time you-"

"Fucked her in the ass? Yes."

"Shame. She'll need to recover before I can attempt it."

Pierce picked the bottle off the ground and threw it at him. Quinn caught it and looked down at it. He raised an eyebrow. "Kolto oil?"

"She'll be fine a lot sooner." Pierce waited for Quinn to be mad that he'd taken supplies.

"That's an efficient idea," Quinn said instead.

Pierce squinted at him, was the man being sarcastic? "Are we violating the order right now?" Pierce asked tauntingly.

"No," said Quinn calmly. "I calculate she'll be able to walk again in four minutes."

Pierce smirked, "Finally a good use for your calculations."

"Three minutes. I'm going to go wash off."

"Good idea."