Spark of Fire Chapter 5: Sex, Zeltrons, and Mando's, a star wars fanfic

Warning: there is gonna be suggestive themes and smut not really related to the plot about halfway through the story. It'll be bordered by a line break, symbols and asterisks. If you choose not to read it, it'll begin and end with the lines and symbols. Be warned.

A/N: This chapter is longer than the others because of the smut, as i have now a limit of words per chapter. Right now its 6000-7000 words, as my last chapter was the longest so far at around 6100 words I believe. This chapter will be an exception. And those of you more interested in Sun Soaked Stories, the next chapter will be the Fleeca Job with Rafael and Claire and the introduction for the Prison Break. Enjoy.

General Haron sat at her desk, contemplating her decision. Ever since she saw that Amon had reported a jedi, and had seemingly been beat by said jedi, she was deciding whether to ask for help.

She decided, however, that she would rather buy than ask, discreet and without the embarrassment of pleading for assistance. She looked around the holonet, searching for someone who was only motivated by greed. She had heard of a popular bounty hunter the Empire would use in more, special cases. Eventually, after digging around, she found him.

Vrega Tugruu, a Mandalorian Zabrak. No faction, no cause. His only cause is to the highest bidder, just like any good Mando mercenary. "Perfect," She thought aloud, and began to contacting him. The Mandalorians' figure showed up in her hololink, his horns poking through his steel gray armor.

"You need someone to do your dirty work? Ho ho, an Imperial, interesting." He took of his helmet to reveal his red skin, along with his facial tribal tattoo. His orange eyes studying Harons gray ones. "Yes, in fact. I am General Haron, and i need your expertise. I will pay handsomely. I need you to help assist my asset in Coruscant to silence some insurgents." The Zabrak rubbed his chin, contemplating. "I don't need to be with him in the same ship, do I?"

Haron chuckled. "Oh no. Unless you don't have your own ship, you can fly solo, pardon the pun. But you must bring me back evidence with him along, or else your pay won't be transferred."

"How much is this pay, General?" Haron grinned villainously. "Let's just say, money isn't doesn't matter." The Mandalorian smirked, putting on his helmet, the visor glowing in a emerald green shine.

"Consider it done, General."

Calon stayed in the cockpit with Lana, both staring at the blue warp called hyperspace in front of them, reaching the nearest fueling station. Khan had left to bed, and Ked was doing the same. Jerriko was in the common room, watching a holodrama to pass the time, but alas, he fell asleep too. In the cockpit, Lana stared down at her small mug solemnly, without saying a word.

Wanting to break the awkward silence, Calon spoke up. "So, you're Mandalorian?" Lana simply turned and looked at him with an are-you-serious look. Sighing, she answered regardless. "Yeah, I was basically born there. My mom brought me when I was barely a month old. I considered and was considered a Mando by me and everyone else."

"What did your mom do?" Calon innocently asked. "She was a doctor, she moved to Mandalore when she couldn't keep up with the fighting on Mirial. She married my other father, Doss Sinite, a human. I love Doss, yknow, but he wasn't around much." Lana replied.

"Wow, that's interesting. Did you have any siblings?"

"Well yes, my younger biological brother Fos'ika, he looked more human than Mirialan, the only thing he had Mirialan was a very slight olive tinge and black nails. We had an adoptive sister too, Veskasa, she was human, but her skin was brown and her hair was nothing like ours, it was all curly and stuff."

"Who became the warrior?"

"We all did." Lana thought back, staring off. "My brother became a doctor, he and my sister still lives in Mandalore. Veskasa, She is pretty radical, she lives in the clan still, but she's very against the Empire, not because of their evil, but because the fact that an outsider rules Mandalore

Calon smiled. "Do you have actual Mandalorian Armor and jetpack and stuff? Were you trained? hear you guys all got to at young ages." Lana scoffed at his accusation. "We don't all have super commando training and armor, thank you very much."

"But did you?"

"Well, I, uhm, aw damnit." Lana facepalmed in defeat. "Yes, I have armor, and I had training. We lived in a large and traditional clan and my mom lent me to Doss while she trained to assimilate, and he taught me. " Calon reaction was pretty amazed. "Wow! That's really cool, y'know. I always wished for that kind of exciting life."

Lana raised an eyebrow. "Really? When Duchess Satine was in power, she always said all this crap about peace and stuff, when Vizsla took over, he brought our old way back. After that mess, we went back to "raising the warrior" thing."

Calon sighed. "Growing up as a farmer just makes you think you'll be a farmer and your kids will be farmers. It was pretty humdrum. Do you have it with you?"

"My armor?"

"Yeah, do you have it?" Calon asked excitedly. Lana landed the ship on a small planet, just out the way of Coruscant. Soon, the ship stopped in front of a fueling station, it was somewhat empty, with a ship here and there. "I'll show it to you later." She landed her ship on the platform, and Lana stepped out of the ship. She went to the service droid and requested the ship to be refueled. After the robot left, she wondered around the platform, talking a walk to help stretch her muscles.

She noticed a fair skinned man with a somewhat large burn scar across the face, wearing a red shirt with a black vest and pants. He was leaning on his ship, whittling a small piece of wood. She walked near him and commented on his ship. "YT-2000 Starpoint?"

He stopped whittling and turned. "Yeah, that's what it is. You a pilot?" Lana smiled. "Yeah, my ship is over down there." She pointed over behind her back. "YT is a Corellian company. You're Correllian?"

"No, I'm from Dantooine. What do you do besides piloting?" He asked, whittling his wood.

"Things here and there. What's your name?"

The man extended his hand. "Gannis. Gannis Merchan, you?"

Lana shook his hand with politeness. "Lana Sinite. You can drop the act now."

Gannis rose an eyebrow in question. "What act?"

Lana closed her hands together. "Come on, I know a "free trader" when I see one. You could be honest. We gotta stick together, so we don't get caught."

Gannis scoffed. "How can someone be so delicate be a smuggler? I'm not criminal scum like you. I thought I had actually met someone with a good cause, not smuggler trash. I have the right mind to end your pathetic career!"

Lana, offended by the statement, retaliated. "How dare you call me delicate! I am no such thing!"

Calon, who was playing around with knobs, noticed the commotion through the window. Lana was arguing with some guy next to his ship. But he noticed a knife in his hands, and Lana getting slightly into a fighting stance. Calon grabbed Lana's blaster from the counter and went down to the platform.

Calon sped walked to the arguing duo, who were yelling at each other at full volume. He grabbed Lana's shoulder and braced back Gannis. "What is going on here Lana? Who is he?"

"This is Gannis Merchan, exceptional moron."

"Who are you calling a moron, and who's this? Your boyfriend out to save your sorry kriffin' ass?"

Calon tried to defuse the situation. "I'm not her boyfriend man, and why are you arguing? Do you want to get arrested for causing a fight?" Gannis looked at him, questioning. "What do you do, huh? Are you a criminal like her? I don't care if they send a whole battalion of stormtroopers, I'll blast all of those Imperial fodder!"

Calon looked at him quizzically, wondering if he could be another rebel,or at least inspire to be one. "Hey man, it's cool alright. We're rebels, if that might stop you from fighting her." Gannis expression relieved, but only to a degree. "Rebels huh? Never thought y'all were selfless. That still doesn't mean that I like you, Lana."

Lana rolled her eyes. "Oh gee, thanks." Calon gave her a look and she responded with a sassier one. "So, what do you do, Gannis?"

Gannis leaned against his ship, arms crossed. "I'm a hunter, and a farmer. I live in my ship, going wherever I please. But, I might help you guys, if it means helping others that need it." Calon nodded and gave him a handshake. "Good to know, because that's what we intend to do. It'll be great to have you as an asset, Gannis."

"Don't push your luck, I can barely tolerate your friend here. Here's my hololink, please don't be in touch, I don't want any imperials destroying my home, again. I might be in Coruscant, so remember my face." Gannis gave him a small piece of paper with the means of getting to the link. Calon put the paper away, and walked towards Lana's ship. Lana was angered by the whole mess, sulking the way back to the ship. "You payed the droid?" Calon asked, hoping to take her mind off the situation.

"Yeah, let's just go already." She replied, starting up the ship. Calon rubbed his neck, gathering another question. "What did he do to you, what did he call you?"

Lana grumbled. "He called me delicate, that Sithspit." Calon raised an eyebrow in confusuion, to which Lana noticed and replied. "On Mandalore, calling a woman delicate is basically the lowest form of an insult. So I didn't take it kindly." She started up the ship and went into hyperdrive, going to Coruscant. The door opened, with a drowsy Ked walking through, with Khan, hand on his shoulder. "Hello friends, nice to see you." Ked announced.

"Hey Ked. We're going to Coruscant in a bit, do you you want to leave the ship when we get there?"

Ked pondered before answering. "Yes, I suppose so. I have never been to the core worlds before, I think it'll be an interesting experience."

"How about you Khan, you wanna go with us?" Khan responded with a drowsy shake and mumbly words. "No, s'can't, mmtired." She left to her cabin soon after. The remaining three talked about their strategy once landing at Coruscant.

"We should stick together, the lower levels are much too dangerous to leave by ourselves,ezpecially if we have a reward on our head." Ked added, but Calon argued. "What happens if we get caught? Then they have all of us, they'd probably just execute us on the spot. We need to separate."

Lana countered. "Ked is right. We have to stick together, it is much safer and more smart to. Sorry Calon, but I have to agree with Ked." Calon sighed in defeat. "Fine, but we need to ask around who would buy our weapons. We can't walk into a cantina and say 'hey, who wants some guns!'"

"That has worked before." Jerriko announced, standing at the door. "You guys should plan with me, yknow, I got some great ideas. But seriously, we need someone to sell the blasters."

"Don't worry, I know someone. Use to do runs for her on Tatooine, we'll ask her if she needs them or he could fine us a person." Lana commented. Calon clapped his hands together. "It's settled then, once we get there we'll contact Gannis to rendezvous with us." Calon leaned back on his chair, staring out the blue warps as they made their way to city-planet.

Amon waited patiently in his apartment at Coruscant, the Empire's Capital. He never used his apartment much, only when he needed a place to stay at his homeplanet. He had received a message from General Haron about a new "partner", as she worded it. Personally, he saw it as a mistake, and his punishment was this partner, a Zabrak named Vega or other.

He cleaned his armor to keep its shine during the pastime, only wearing a robe he had. He waited for any type of announcement of his arrival. Soon, the buzzer rang, and Amon stopped his polishing his armor. He stood up to answer the door.

When he answered, he saw a red skinned Zabrak in the hall, horns sharpened to a fine point, and tattoos all over his face and body. He was wearing a simple red robe, concealing what Amon suppose is his armor and weapons. "Hello, I take your Vrega perhaps?" The inquisitor asked.

"Yes, and are you Amon Valhara?" Amon nodded and gestured him into the room. Vrega looked around the apartment, which was very minimalist and monochrome. He noticed some strange looking art, and knick knacks here and there.

"I was payed to help serve you with some rebels, but I was never told the specifics. Mind shedding some light?" Amon stared him down until Vrega shifted uncomfortably. "If you must know, we are chasing an individual named Calon Mezad. He's of high importance, and it is best kept if it is secret. Only Vader, Haron, and Tarkin know."

"What did this Calon do to piss you guys off?"

"That information is confidential. Haron is only paying for you to capture him, but I'll throw you a bone. Calon Mezad was an Imperial Scout Trooper on the track to be a Storm Commando, stationed on Arthet in the Outer Rim. Unbeknownst to me, he deserted. He is most likely the first ever Stormtrooper deserter known in the Empire, which could have damaging effects for the Corps. He also has, according to Haron, extremely sensitive knowledge. The knowledge he has is secret and I don't know it."

Vrega sat down and crossed his leg over the other one. "Well, is he by himself? What kind of partnerships does he have?"

"I know he has a Mirialan girl named Lana Sinite as a pilot," Amon answered, "and there is a Jedi. It is beyond me where he came from." Vrega looked at him quizzically. "I thought the Jedi are dead."

Amon chuckled. "That is why we have Inquisitors like me all over the galaxy. I suspect that they'd come here. When Calon left, he stole a ship filled with cargo. They confirmed they found a burning wreckage on Tatooine but the valuables went missing. It was a supply of blasters, and feeling like he would be to out in the open in the Outer Rim, he decided he should come down here, to Coruscant."

Amon force pulled his helmet into his hand, holding to the side. "I already sense the Jedi. They're heading down below to the lower levels. I've heard you're quite the hunter, Vrega. How about we start the hunt."

Vrega stood up, and dusted himself off. He put on his helmet and the green glow of the visor turned on. "Oya." He grinned under the faceless mask, ready for the new hunt.

Calon had been to Coruscant only once, at the surface. It was a nice place, he supposed, but he prefered small town life than a forever-lit planet. But as he descended down, he couldn't recognize the bustling business people and politicians. Instead, all he saw were miscreants, the poor, and vermin. Lana managed to snap him out of his awe.

"Hey, stop gawking." Calon shook his head and relaxed in his chair. "Sorry about that, I just never been down here." Lana laughed at his comment. "It's probably the first for everything for you huh?"

"Obviously, since you always say that. Who is your contact anyways, can she be trusted?"

"Yes, she's okay. She works for a rebel cell here in Coruscant, her name's Danaki. Be warned, she is a bit of a partier." Lana answered. Calon crossed his arms, wondering why she needed to warn him. Jerriko came through, hands on his hips. "So we're all going as a group? And where exactly are we going?"

"We are gonna go to a little club called "Drinks of Zeltros", in level 1311. We'll meet Danaki there."

"Why couldn't we just call her on the hololink? It would be much faster." Jerriko inquired. Lana scoffed. "She doesn't use hololinks, she says they're 'too risky'. Honestly she doesn't use them because she's pissed whenever someone interrupts her fun time."

The large ship lowered and lowered, the differences already showing the grimmyness down there. The air was dirty and unhealthy, the women and men of the night hollering to all species and genders, and the smell of dirty garbage engulfed many corners and people. Calon was definitely not enjoying this trip to Coruscant as he imagined.

"Here we are, level 1311. Be weary of the drunks and addicts, there's a lot down here." Lana announced. Calon got up and Jerriko followed with the crate of weapons, disguised as a crate of food. Before they left the ship, Ked came out of his cabin. "I'm sorry guys, but Khan isn't feeling well, i think she might be sick. I have to stay here and take care of her."

"We understand. Take care of the ship, make sure it doesn't get stolen." Lana said, the last part serious yet jokingly.

"Be careful friends." Ked finally said, as the hatch began opening. Calon talked back. "You too." The three made their way to the lit pavement. The entranced closed with Ked waving goodbye.

After an official checked Lana's fake delivery permit, a benefit for a smuggler, the trio soon continued their walk on the level. "Somebody should really tell these people to not litter." Jerriko commented on the floor, trash everywhere they went. "Yeah, I prefer dirt and fields than all this concrete. I hated staying at urban areas."

"Well suck it up, you two. Not everyone is blessed with a simple farm or jedi life." Lana said, leading them towards the nightclub. She had her hand on her hip holster, blaster ready to fire. "Try not get us into a firefight, Lana." Calon joked.

"I'm not," She suspiciously said, "this level is very well known for pickpockets too. I don't want them to acquire an engraved blaster they'll show off to their friends. Speaking of which, you've better have hidden your laser sword, Jerriko."

"Don't worry," he said, pointing to a new outfit, which was composed of a green sleeveless tunic, fraid white and black shorts, and knee high boots, "This outfit has a little hidden pocket for it, so don't you worry." Calon suddenly tripped and was on the floor. He got up and looked at a sleeping drunks leg poking out into the walkway, with him snoring lightly. "Stupid drunk bastard." He muttered. "I'm starting to hate this place even more, how far are we Lana?"

"Geez, you sound like kid in a public shuttle." Lana chuckled. "We're almost there, don't worry." They turned and walked around corner a few corners before they heard faint music in the distance. "Hey Lana, you haven't told us who Danaki is. Can we know more about her before we barge in?"

Lana worded her response slowly. "I'm not doing the business, you two are. And Danaki, she is very...friendly and greeting, to say the least. Don't worry though, she's a great business asset."

"Why the pause?" Asked Calon.

"Just... you'll know when you get to see her." Lana answered. The trio had walked in the direction of where the music was coming from. After about a few minutes of walking past sleeping hobos and the occasional, ahem, companion, who offered their services warmly to all three of them, they discovered the cantina, or rather the club they searched for.

"Drinks of Zeltros" the sign said in a bright, neon green light. The entire club was bright with neon colors and signs, engulfing the street and making most squint their eyes. Lana lead the two to the door before stopping, causing Jerriko and Calon to stop. "Why are you stopping Lana?"

"I'm not going in. Ever since all this nonsense about rebels and bounties, I've had a target on my back. Danaki has been nice and all, but whenever she's not here, I get in some trouble, so you two have to go in for me. Besides, you're handsome Calon, she likes that." Lana noticed the look she got from Jerriko. "Dont worry, you are too Jerriko, sort of."

She looked back at a restaurant they had past a bit earlier. "Let Calon do the talking and Jerriko can keep watch, after he "delivers the food" out in the back. I'll be near you in that restaurant over there."

Both nodded and went their ways. Jerriko went around the corner towards the back entrance, Lana went near the Mandalorian themed restaurant they passed on the way, and Calon headed towards the club. He past all the impatient clubgoers waiting in line and went towards the door. He was greeted by a large, male Karkarodon bouncer. "Hey, you! You can't just walk in here, you're not the list." He hissed, in an impatient tone.

Calon just sighed and brought out his blaster and pointed it at his face. The shark person dropped his bravado. "Am i on the list now?"

"Uh, yes, sorry for the intrusion. Go on in." The Karkarodon attempted at sounding nonchalant, while Calon entered with impunity. The first thing he noticed right away was the music. It was much quieter outside but once he entered it was all that was heard. He was in a hallway leading rewards a door with a Besalisk bouncer, under the crack of the door lights shined and smoke was leaking. He opened the door with his two right hands and Calon walked through.

He was greeted by loud music and colorful lights, and smells of bodily fluids and alcohol were strong. He ventured a bit further down, before a another man bumped into him. "Sorry bro!" He shouted, to which Calon could barely understand from the loudness. We walked around the club, gathering some invitations to dance or suggestive glares from obviously high and drunk partiers. He wondered around, bumping into strangers, or being pushed by them. Whenever he stood still, someone would try to grind him, to which he embarrassingly hurries away.

After a several minutes or so of wandering the club looking for a supposed Danaki, he found the bar. He sat down to rest his legs and ordered some water, after looking around from his stool, he saw a pair of red eyes staring him down before leaving. "What the?" He said, before putting the feeling of creepyness away. He reached for his comlink and called Lana. "Lana! Can you hear me?!"

A loud metallic whine blasted through the transmission, causing Lana to scream. "Agh! Harr'chak Calon, don't yell!"

"Sorry, I could barely hear," Calon apologized, "This club is so damn loud, is this better?" He said in a voice he could hardly hear himself.

"Yeah, still loud, but yes."

"I don't know who or where the hell is Danaki, how does she look like!?"

"Calon, you'll know when you see her. If you can't find her, she'll find you. She only picks people she will want." She said, almost a bit... reminiscing?

"Fine, at least tell me her species!"

"Argh! Stop screaming! She's a Zeltron!" Lana screamed, but Calon hardly understood it.

"What's a Zeltron?"

Lana let out an exasperated sigh from Calon's lack of knowledge. "Oh force...I'm hanging up now."

"Wait Lana tell me what a Zeltron is."

Lana stopped talking and hung up, Calon still asking what a Zeltron was. Around his second time calling, he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around and saw what was he assumed was a rose colored woman with silky navy blue hair, the very bright lights made it hard to tell. She held out two black little ear pieces in the palm of her hands. Calon assumed that they were for him, and so he picked them up.

Once calon put them on, he heard nothing but the vibrations from the floor. "What's your name?" A seductive voice stated, coming from the girl. These ear pieces must be mics and ear defenders, He thought. Calon looked at the girl closely, and blood boiled in his ears, among other places. She was a fit, curvaceous, and busty girl. Her attire was nothing conservative, as it was very tight and very revealing. If she lost any more clothing, she'd be basically naked. She also had this overwhelmingly scent that he couldn't resist, and he wanted to embrace it more, alaw, he needed to be professional, he was here for strictly business.

"Calon." He finally answered, using all his willpower to look her in the eyes. "Do you know anyone by the name of Danaki?" He asked in a normal level.

She chuckled and put her hand on his chest. "Why yes, I'm her. That's a nice blaster you got there, mind if hold it?"

"Er, yeah. Here you go." He stammered, unholstering his blaster and giving it to her. She laughed and got very close and embraced him. "I didn't mean that blaster, I meant this blaster." She let her hand grab his nether region. He gasped and blushed greatly, all while she smiled lustily. "Huh, hard as iron. What brings you here, Calon?"

"I-i have a business proposition f-for you. Ahh." He gasped, as she started to caress him. "And what might that be? I don't do anything without getting to know my sellers."

"Weapons. Imperial weapons and explosives. I have a guy outside with them. I know you trade and buy weapons, so I think this offer is to good to refuse." Danaki gave him a curious look before she took her hand away and grabbed Calon's hand. She dragged him across the club and up some stairs into her office in the second floor. Danaki closed the door behind her and flipped a switch that made the outside noise mute. She removed her earpiece and motioned Calon to do the same. Calon sat on a strange couch to the left of the room, where Danaki sat very close next to Calon.

"So, how do you know about my side business Calon?" She playfully asked, hand on his thigh. "I'm told you're an avid funder and supporter for the rebels, I thought you'd be interested in funding them more."

"I am very interested." She said, "But i need to know who told you." Calon rubbed his neck and told who it was. "Lana told me about you."

Suddenly, the Zeltrons bright blue eyes widened. "You know Lana?! Why that's great news, where is she? Oh you know what, nevermind, I know why she isn't here."

"Why won't she come?" Calon asked.

"Well, it was business thing, and a personal thing. Some shapeshifter dude or whatever sabotaged a meeting, and it didn't end well. Now he's lurking the place, waiting for her. She never feels comfortable."

Calon asked another question. "What was the other thing?"

"We had a one night stand by accident. As much as we enjoyed it, she said it was my pheromones taking her over and the Elixir of Infatuation didn't help either. But now we're good friends, she just feels awkward about it." Danaki said, reminiscing. "Anyways, let's get to business! How much blasters do you have?"

"We got 36 standard E-11 blasters, 6 thermal detonators, and 2 ion grenades. I'm thinking of putting it for 60,000 credits for all of them." Danaki rubbed her chin carefully. "That's a fair price, but you have to deliver them. I can't go anywhere since my business is pretty busy, as you can tell. Tell your friend to give them over to Ludd for a checkout when he gets there."

"Ludd is?"

"The shark guy, I'll have him check them out." Danaki answered.

Calon reached for his comlink and called Jerriko. "Hey, Jerriko. There'll be a shark guy in the back to check the stuff. Go meet with Lana once he's cleared it." The thing buzzed back with Jerriko's voice. "Sure thing, just as long you got the credits. I see him now, I'll talk later."

"Alright," Calon announced, "You got the weapons, now I need the pay." Danaki laughed in a sultry manner. "Eager, I like that. You'll be delivering the weapons to the coordinates inside the case with your credits. I'll be back." She winked, before standing up and walking with her hips swaying more prominently and showing off her very ample behind. She sat at her desk and lowered down, after a few seconds she walked over to the couch again.

Suddenly her comlink buzzed with a message, to which she answered. "Danaki, everything checks out, they're good." The Karkarodon said. She smiled, "Perfect, I'm paying his friend right now. Tell him to go."

"Yes ma'am." And the link went dead. She turned and handed the case to Calon, but before he could grab it she yanked it away. "What's this? I thought we're good."

"Oh you are," she said, before getting closer, tossing the case farther away. "It's just I like to get to know my clients better." Danaki then put her hands around Calons neck and sat on his lap, straddling him. "What a-are you doing?!"

"Getting to know you better Calon. Besides I see the way you look at me, you have some restraint, which is impressive. And either way, you won't be getting the credits unless you do this with me." She said, before pulling him into an eager and passionate kiss. Calon let himself go into the kiss, as he was no match for the sweet pheromones she was producing.

They went on for a few moments before she broke off, reaching for her straps for her little clothes. "I know you're a little bit pining for Lana, i don't blame you." She said, winking at him.

"Wait what? Pining for Lana? Where did you get that accusa-"

"We Zeltrons are empathetic," Danaki interrupted, "We could feel or read emotions whenever we feel like it, and when you spoke about Lana, you showed a hint of crushing."

"What? I barely knew her for a few days, how can i fall for her?" She just laughed like he was covering up a obvious lie.

"Don't worry, your secret is safe. But believe me, you will enjoy this very much."

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Danaki removed her clothes and tossed them casually on the floor. Calon's jaw dropped when he finally saw her large and supple bust completely free, her ruddy nipples hard with arousal. He was tempted to touch and suck them before he was pulled into another kiss by Danaki, this time more passionate and harder. She put her tongue into her mouth as Calon did the same.

The two wrestled for dominance inside each others mouth, with Calon swelling more and more in his crotch. Danaki giggled as she felt his bulge grow larger under her warm weight. "Damn," she said in between kisses, "That's a cannon you got there."

Calon just made a small nod as he continued to swirl tongues with her. Eventually after a couple of minutes, she slowly drew away and stopped the kissing. Danaki stood up straighter and then shoved her breast to Calon's face. He began to gently lick at the silky skin between them. He moved up from the cleavage unto her right breast, places kisses on her bountiful tit until he reached the nipple, which he caressingly sucked and flicked in his mouth. With his hand he reached around and began groping her butt, squeezing and fondling with joy. His free hand went to her other breast, where he began findling and playing her nipple on that one.

"You like these things huh?" Danaki purred, as Calon went on with his barrage of groping. He stopped sucking on her nipple and began kissing her neck, nuzzling in the curve. Danaki groane in ecstasy as he continued sucking her neck flesh. Both of his hands were hungrily -but gently- squeezing her breast, Calon couldn't really get enough of them. "C'mon, take off your clothes, I want to see what you're made of." She huffed, pushing him away, sinking to her knees. Calon clumsily took of his vest and shirt while she unbuckled his belt. He completely removed his clothes while she began pulling down his pants before he kicked them away. Calon was now in his underwear, while Danaki bit her lip in anticipation to release it.

Danaki teased him by sucking the bulge's most prominent point, causing Calon to gulp and gasp. She bit the band of his underwear and slowly dragged it down, teasing him despite the agony of Danaki and Calon. When it was passed his staff it sprung out, and Danaki gasped at it's sized. "Damn! How big are you?" She asked while gripping him and rubbing up and down.

"About, ahh, t-twenty five, twenty s-six centimeters, ohh!" Calon stuttered. Danaki giggled at his lack of restraint for the moaning. "Well, get ready big guy." She winked, before she began swallowing his manhood away. Calon trembled as he felt himself being engulfed in a slick, wet heat. Danaki went up and down freely on his staff, playing with his head by licking his tip and slit. She played with his balls while Calon whimpered at her skill of the practice. With her other hand, she entered two fingers to her wet mound, pumping along with her speed of her blowing.

Calon looked down at Danakis hollowed cheeks, staring lustly at her sparkling blue eyes and caressing her navy blue hair. Calon bit back moans as he was trapped by the suction of her mouth. After a few minutes of constant licking and pressure, he began to feel himself buildup. Danaki figured it also, since she could taste his precum leaking. In one, excruciatingly, long attempt of teasing, she went all the way down to his pubic bone, and drew her mouth ever so slowly, taking her time while Calon closed his eyes trying not to cum at her lazy and slow withdrawal. Danaki finally released his dick with a loud and sloppy pop, and Calon just huffed, catching his breath.

"You're not done yet, handsome. I know how much you love my bust, so you won't finish so early." She stood up and wiped away some saliva from her chin and laid on the couch, facing up. She pushed her large breast together, making a little cave in the middle. Calon realized the invitation and crawled on his way towards her. He grabbed his manhood and slowly rubbed on her tits, before sliding into the soft mounds of flesh.

He began thrusting slowly, the bust slick with Danaki's saliva, before gaining some speed. As he pumped in and out of her luscious breast, he put one hand behind his back to play with her dripping womanhood. He slowly circled her entrance before doing so with her clit, making Danaki mewl. Every time Calon's throbbing tip reached near her mouth, she would lick whatever she can to drive him more.

Calon felt his knees buckle as he pushed harder into her wonderful bust. Again, Danaki felt his quivering and tasted his precum leaking. She let Calon thrust more and more until he was right the edge, before standing up and stopping his very near climax. "Why did...why did you stop?" He growed.

"You started this, and you're gonna finish this." She answered. "You got me near too, when you were teasing the kriff outta me. But I need it, right now." Danaki demanded, making herself comfortable and spreading her legs for him to enter. Calon shakily grabbed himself and treaded near her glistening entrance, rubbing it up and down to make sure she was just as teased as he was. "Just kriff me already!"

Answering her call, Calon slid his dick inside her tight and warm entrance, becoming more and more slick. He shuddered as her began slowly moving in and out of her entrance. "Ohh my force..." Danaki mewled. Calon gasped as he continued, slowly yet ecstatically. He began to pick up the speed and thrusted harder into Danaki's willing slit. "Keep going! Oh force!" She rasped Calon's hips slammed into hers, slick noises getting louder. Every time he push, he would hit Danaki's g-spot, sending ripples of bliss.

Calon pressed his lips against hers while he pumped faster, burying deeper inside her. She broke the kiss to moan loudly. She started to scratch his back deep enough to break the skin, as Calon began thrusting faster. "Oh yes Calon! Harder please, harder!" Danaki cried out. Calon nuzzled against her neck, liking her sensitive spots. "I'm gonna, I'm gonna!" She didn't finish as she came to Calon's pumps. He still kept going despite her finishing already.

Calon began losing his rhythm in his thrust, as he was getting near his climax. His pace was sloppy as he began to suck on Danaki's tongue. He felt fire dwelling in his abdomen, and it was gonna release was shuddering. "Danaki, I'm going to..."

"I'm gonna come again! Do it anywhere, just let's do it together!" Calon started thrusting faster and sporadically jerking. Dakani started arching her hips, shrieking Calons name and coming again, feeling pulses of bliss shake her body. Calon came inside of her, he pulled out and gasped as his body dissolved into pure pleasure as he released the rest of his seed all over her chest and stomach, strings of rope covering her slim abs and bust. Danaki dipped to her fingers into her abdomen and tasted his seed, but Calon didn't notice. Both huffed as they kissed one last time before Calon collapsed,

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Calon laid next and looked her Danaki's face, admiring her face. "That was great." Calon whispered to her ear.

"It was fantastic. Whenever you're in Coruscant, come see me." Danaki added. She propped herself on her elbow. "You know this is just casual affair. So don't fall in love with me yet."

"Don't worry about that," Calon replied, "This wasn't really what i wanted to do when I got here. How long has it been?" Danaki glanced at the little clock on her desk. "30 minutes, impressive." She got up and cleaned herself off, and putted on her clothes.

"Take the case, you can go now. My contact info is inside. Say hi to Lana for me." Calon got up and changed into his clothes. He grabbed the case and began heading towards the door, but he decided to ask one question before he left. "Are all Zeltrons like this?"

"Basically yes." Somewhat satisfied with the answer, Calon left the office waving goodbye. After going through more drunk bumps in the club, he managed to escape the noise and lights and reach the dirty and trashy street. He walked until he found the restaurant where Lana and Jerriko were at.

"What took you so long Calon?" Jerriko asked, leaning on the crate of blasters. "We were discussing some business." He lied. Lana saw through this lie, but instead of a disappointed or angry look, she gave him a sympathetic and understanding look, since she knows how it actually went. "Alright, let's get going, where are we delivering these?" Lana spoke up.

"The dropoff coordinates are with the credits inside. Let's do it on the ship, it'll be too risky to open it in a place like this." Lana paid the bill and said goodbye in Mandoa before leaving with Calon and Jerriko. As they walked towards the hangar where the left the ship.

Lana turned on her comlink, "Ked, this is Lana. Startup the ship, we'll be there in a few minutes."

Ked spoke back almost immediately . "Okay Lana, the ship is fully functional. Awaiting your departure."

"Alright gentlemen, let's get going." The three walked around the various corners and stores surrounding them. However, they were interrupted by ding of an elevator. Suddenly, a group of people came rushing out the elevator, bumping and crashing with the trio.

"Hey!"

"Schutta!"

"Move it greenie!"

"Get outta the way!"

"Excuse me!"

Insults and exclamations were thrown out as Lana, Jerriko, and Calon were pushed and shoved forcibly by random and cranky pedestrians. Calon located at the corner, hugged the case, as he felt someone trying to steal it before the thief gave up. Jerriko manage to get away using very subtle force pushes, while Lana was stuck in the center.

"Excuse me, sorry!" She exclaimed as the bustle of people made their way. However, she saw a hooded figure in rather flashy clothing and an inch shorter than Calon going towards her. With a swift and rough shove, Lana fell to the floor, landing on her ass. Once the crowd dispersed, Calon helped her up and she dusted herself off.

"Stupid kid." Lana angrily declared, putting her hands on her hips. However, her face distorted from anger to worry, as she didn't feel the familiar grip she was use to after years of work. She came to a rageful and shocked conclusion. "He stole my blaster! That chakaar!"

Lana, ticked off about her blaster, began running towards the direction of the crowd, going around a corner to chase the man. Calon let out a sigh and spoke to Jerriko. "Listen, go around and try to flank the thief, I'll follow Lana."

"Yeah, will do. For some reason, he has a strange, attraction, like I know where he is." Jerriko spoke. "Probably your super Jedi skills, let's go!"

Both of them ran off to the directions they planned to go. Lana was had manage to catch the guy at the end of the corner, inspecting his prize, interrupting him. The thief panicked and shot several blue bolts towards Lana, albeit randomly. Calon reached towards Lana, blaster drawn out, carrying the case with the other. Both began running after the punk, who looked incredibly terrified. "I heard blaster fire, what's happening?"

"He's panicked, he shot at me. Where's Jerriko?" Lana huffed.

"He'll be here," Calon returned, looking at the thief, who was looking back and running faster, "right about now!" Suddenly, the thief was tackled from an empty corner by Jerriko, knocking the air and the blaster away from him. The thief was struggling under Jerriko's weight as Lana and Calon catched up. Lane grabbed her pistol and angrily walked towards him.

"You piece of bantha fodder! You should've known better than to steal from a Mando! Mando'ad draar digu!" Lana exclaimed, ready to kick him in the face. Calon stopped her before she did, and tried to calm down the situation.

"I don't know what your Mando girl said but it was worth the rush!" The thief announced in a winded yet victorious tone. "What should we do with him guys? We can't turn him in." Jerriko said.

Calon put down the suitcase and got on his knee, inspected the hooded man. "What's your name, kid?"

"Raidek." The criminal replied. Calon removed his hood, revealing a pale, angular face with very faded and disappearing scars all over. His shaved head showed in black haze that somehow made his green eyes pop even more. If Calon didn't know better he would've thought he was Zelosian.

"We should let him go, best try to get as little as possible involved with local authorities, especially here." Calon commanded, but Lana thought different. "No, he needs to be punished. I say we should at least beat him up."

"We can't Lana. Not unless we want Amon to get us personally." Jerriko added. Soon the three began arguing whether what they should do. The thief noticed that the one sitting on him had let his guard down considerably. Raidek focused on Jerriko, and closed his eyes in concentration, blocking out the noise from outside. With a mental tug, he pushed the man off of him and made the briefcase get towards him. He gripped the case hard and got up, sprinting away.

"How the hell did he do that?" Jerriko wondered, as Lana and Calon began chasing after him. The connection, he thought, the concentration. The way he pushed and grabbed the case, it was like he was... Jerriko eyes widened, coming to terms with his realization.

It was like he was using the force.

"You won't get me! I know people in the senate, touch me and you'll all be arrested!" The thief announced, looking back at them. They've been running for only a few seconds, but Raidek managed to get far from them. He grinned greatly and looked back at them, giving them a salute, not even looking in front of him.

That's when he noticed they stopped dead in their tracks, faces covered in disbelief and fear. Raidek wondered why they had stopped, but it was interrupted when he crashed into what he assumed was a wall, dropping the case. He shook his head in pain and looked in front. What he crashed into wasn't a wall, not at all.

Instead, it was a tall, all black stormtrooper, looking down at him with annoyance. Raidek grbbed the case and ran towards Lana and Calon, before he felt himself being lifted up in the air, and pushed at the two.

"Who is this THX? Another citizen corrupted?" Amons deep, husky voice started, drawing the curved silver lightsaber, activating its crimson blade. Raidek couldn't help but feel the coldness and the rage emanating from this guy. He had to turn and flee as soon as possible.

"What the!?" Raidek exclaimed in distraught, before getting up. "What are you guys!?" He asked Calon and Lana, before Jerriko showed up. Lana grabbed him by the collar and whispered coarsely into his ear. "Listen kid, you gotta go to my ship, two blocks from here, in hangar 25. There, you'll be introduced to an astromech who'll lead inside. Then a very large and very strong crab man will watch you. You'll hand the briefcase over to him, understand? Stay or leave the ship, Either way, you won't be leaving until you give over the briefcase, understand?

Raidek jerked his head rapidly and ran towards the area of ship, afraid that he'll be killed by that stormtrooper or the three guys.

Amon spoke. "You know, I'm terribly outmatched by you and your pet Jedi, Calon. It'd be much easier if you surrender and I just kill you all."

"Yea, too bad you'll be beaten again. It's just you, and Haron wouldn't dare send any help." Calon taunted, as all three began drawing out their weapons. Amon chuckled dryly at him, walking closer. "Oh but you see, I do have someone to help." Instantly, a small rocket exploded in front of the three, knocking them back, but not killing them. Calon got up first and saw where it came from.

He saw a man in the air, floating in a jetpack, wearing a steel gray set of mandalorian armor and sharp horns poking out. He landed besides Amon, red cape flipping from his leg.

Lana called out towards the Mandalorian, pleading with him. "Vod be Manda'yaim! haa'taylir te veman ori'dush juaan gar. Gedet'ye akaanir par Manda'yaim!*"

*Brother of Mandalore! See the evil beside you, fight for Mandalore!

The masked man simply scoffed at her. "Ni, Vrega Tugruu, akaanir par tion'ad vurel has te waadas at verborir, vod!*"

*I, Vrega Tugruu fight for whoever has the wealth to hire me, sister!

Lana brought out her pistol and shot at the man, missing his head by a few centimeters. Vrega returned fire with blaster bolts of his own, orange blurs hitting near her. Calon began firing his blaster towards Vrega also. Jerriko brought out his lightsaber started up its cyan blade. He ran towards Amon who blocked Jerriko's attack with a offensive block, knocking him away.

"Remember my voice Jedi, it'll be the last thing you'll hear." Amon taunted, Jerriko Simply looked at him. "You hired some low life just to beat a simple team of 3 rebels, what's so threatening about you?" Amon grew enraged at his insult and forced him back. Amon charged at him, lightsaber at his side. Amon swung at his waist, but Jerriko jumped over it.

While the two force users duked it out, Lana and Calon were having difficulty holding back Vrega. Lana took cover by some trash cans while Calon fired at Vrega out in the open. Vrega dodged his shots and returned fire, red bolts nearly grazing his arms and face, causing him to roll to cover. Lana peeked over and fired four bolts, missing all but one, which struck him the shoulder. Vrega cried in discomfort and continued his assault the two, before flying up with his jetpack.

Amon swung and stabbed towards Jerriko, who either dodged or blocked the juggernaut's attacks. Jerriko slid kick him and knocked him over, ready to end it before Amon force pushed him away and jumped up. Amon swung more powerfly and harder as he tried to cut the Jedi. Jerriko forced him off his feet and tried to strike, only meeting with Amons lightsaber. Amon hissed through his teeth. "C'mon jedi scum, what kind of pathetic master taught you how to fight? If you were taught this bad, your master deserved to die!"

Jerriko felt hate boil through him like a wave crashing on a beach, he let out a yell before pushing Amon back and swinging swiftly and angrily, Amon having trouble to keep up, barely recovering from blow to blow. "Hahaha! That's it, let it flow free! Don't you love the hate?! The anger?! You're becoming more like a true Sith!"

Jerriko huffed between between swings. "I...rather...die!" He swung one last time over his head. However, Amon blocked it with ease, grinning under the faceless mask. "That can be arranged."

Vrega fired an abundance to Lana and Calon as they tried to take him out of the sky. Lana fired and fired with no luck, while Calon kept grazing him. Though he was a marksman, he never did liking flying targets. "Lana! Run over there, distract him." Lana looked over to the spot worryingly. "But that'll leave me open!"

"Exactly! Just trust me!" Lana gave a furtive and scared glance as she ran towards his mentioned area. While Vrega was distracted, Calon quickly glanced at his utility belt, on their he noticed a cylindrical, metal container. As he recognized the thing, it gave him an idea. Calon aimed at the little can, remembering his training. Breathe in...squeeze slow...

The blaster bolt hit Vrega and smoke started surrounding him. "What the?!" He screamed, trying to fight away the thick smoke. His thrashing and clawing made his jetpack tilt towards the left, and he flew there in an instant, and crashed onto Amon knocking him down.

Calon grabbed a thermal detonator from his pocket and activated it. He called out to the others. "Let's go guys, we're leaving!" After that he threw the grenade towards Amon and his ally. The three ran around the corner until they were gone from view.

Amon and Vrega struggled to get up as they heard the explosive rapidly ticking towards detonation. Both of them manage to get up and run a good distance before the detonator exploded, pushing them forward several yards. They landed with a heavy thud and looked at the fire ball, razing in the street.

Vrega took of his helmet and wiped away the sweat from his forehead. "I don't think Haron will be happy with this."

Ked awaited for the trio to come back safe and sound so that they would leave already. It had been awkward with the boy staring him down like if he was a monster, luckily, sniffling Khan manage to keep him at bay inside their cabin. Spot, the astromech that Lana owned, whistled and beeped anxiously for his master's return. "Yes friend, I am worried as well." Ked replied, understanding the robot.

Soon after, the whirring sound of the of the hatch opening startled all three inside. In rushed Jerriko, then Lana and Calon, heading towards the cockpit. "Is the kid here?!" Jerriko yelled across the ship. "Yes Jerriko, he is with Khan!" Ked answered. The ship shook as the thing was lifting off and fired towards the sky. Calon came in the cabin and took the case away from a hostaged Raidek, who at this point didn't care about it anymore. Calon opened the case and gave Lana the coordinates, and they shot off to hyperdrive.

Jerriko walked towards the cabin and glared at Raidek outside, arms crossed and face full of determination. "Good thing you stayed Raidek," he said, walking inside and getting closer to him, staring him right in the eyes. "Because I've got some questions I need to ask you."

Haron silently sat inside her office, looking over the latest news and orders from Governor Tarkin. She hadn't heard the process of Amon or Vrega yet, but she awaited patiently.

Instantly, a blue figure popped up in front of Haron, scaring her a bit before she calmed down. "General Haron, I'm sorry to intrude, but it is an urgent message." The figure said. As Haron looked at the holo. It was a tall, slender, feminine figure, with her hair done upright, wearing dark and black robes with a long cape that reached to her legs, she held in arms a frightening looking helmet, next to what looked like lightsabers.

"I'm sorry, but who are you-?"

"I am Serpion Sion of the Emperor's Hand, General. I was told by Emperor Palpatine to help assist your, ahem, failure to kill the traitor." She said bluntly. Though she was a bit upfront, that was a quality that Haron liked about someone.

"How does the Emperor know?" Haron dreadfully asked. "There was a small skirmish in the lower levels of Coruscant, Madam. There were reports of blaster fire and an explosion that destroyed some property. The Emperor was angry that the truth was hidden from him." Haron rubbed her temples stressfully.

Serpion continued. "He decided to send me to help with Inquisitor Amon and the bounty hunter, to finish it once and for all." Haron glared at the hologram, impressed by her smugness and boldness. "All right then, Miss Sion, meet up with the rest and continue your mission. I take you already know what to do and expect with anyone who tries to stop you?"

Sion grinned. "Indeed I do, General."

Haron smirked at the figure, and leaned back on her chair. "Then get going, Serpion. And make sure that they never come back."

A/N: So for this particularly long update, I have a busy school week and will be even more busy this week, plus I've been having lots of fun with the Battlefront Beta :)

I learned that Zeltrons, according to Legends Canonicity, are very, very exuberant and hedonistic, valuing partying and sex more than other things. That's why i added the smut, also because I was stuck on how to add more to the story and stuff. Besides that, I am announcing that I will close the OC submissions after I receive one or two more OC's, as I already have about 18 or so, and planning to end on 20. Sorry if you got upset because of that.

OCs introduced:

Vrega Tugruu by reven228

Serpion Sion by BrenRome

Raidek Loto by Rougeification

Gannis Merchan by GoldEagle15

Anyways, leave reviews and comments please. Next update will be Sun Soaked Stories.

-Big Bravo, (10/13/15)