**WARNING: This is definitely an 'M'-rated story. If you are not into this sort of thing, I strongly advise you not to proceed.
A decade after the Battle of Endor, Dandoran was hastily colonized by the First Order creating a network of hangars and training bases acting in place of urbanized city sprawl.
It had been easy for the New Republic to turn a blind eye to the build-up on Dandoran, a backwater planet residing on the outskirts of Hutt Space. The planet had a notorious history of being a smuggler's haven. It was a running joke that Dandoran's number one export was stolen goods with its number one import being weaponry. One would automatically assume that nothing good could come from Dandoran. For the most part, these assumptions were generally correct. Albeit, there were a few Rebel hold-outs in the Northern region, but even they were slowly crumbling under the Order's control.
Nestled in a river basin on the planet's southern continent was Base 3, a thriving settlement bordering an actual military facility for the First Order. The main attraction of Base 3 was a centralized marketplace which boasted a wide variety of shops run by particularly shady individuals all of whom patronized Sidd's Tavern. Despite the name, the tavern was as much a pleasure house as it was a watering hole. The four story building overlooked Base 3's marketplace serving as an omnipresent reminder that, for a few silver coins, a man could spend the evening with a cold drink and a scantily-clad Twi'lek girl.
Inside the tavern, Nadya wiped the counter with a dish rag swatting at an individual passed out over his drink. Grabbing the attention of a bouncer, she motioned for the drunken man to be hauled away; his spot cleared for another paying customer.
Master Sidd had instructed her to run the bar, and she was sure as hell going to do a good job. At the moment, Nadya was on her master's bad side. Her wages had been paid in full for the month by General Hux coinciding with his demand that he would be her only client. Therefore, she had nothing to do in between their sessions but wait for his reappearance. That did not sit well with Master Sidd. He saw an idle slave as a slave that could be making money; hence, her duty tonight to pour drinks.
Nadya didn't mind the work, really. It was better than the alternative of being for sale like the other girls.
The tavern was empty except for a few regulars who were being entertained with dances and their usual drinks. Nadya scanned the room for First Order personnel and was disappointed to find not a single uniformed person in the place. It had been like this for the past three nights. Nearly half of their revenue came from credit paid to them by the military base. The bar was one of the sanctioned places workers could visit when off duty.
Something was wrong, Nadya just knew it.
She had heard grumblings about the destruction of some important planet far from Dandoran, a planet important to the New Republic. Whatever had happened had boosted smuggling and piracy activities, but saw a drop in First Order visits. The slave tugged fretfully at the gold belt digging into her hip bone. She had another reason to be anxious: Hux was late, and if she assumed correctly, he was not the type of man to ever be late to anything.
His arrival had been expected six nights ago as he had ordered.
"I will return in a week's time."
When six nights had passed, and Nadya didn't know what to do other than to keep watch.
Master Sidd was growing suspicious. Just this morning, he had interrogated her about Hux's next visit. Nadya had lied to her master and said that she had received word from a courier that he was otherwise occupied, but still intended to keep their arrangement. If he found out that Hux had disappeared without a word, he would have her sold to the next person who walked through the tavern's doors without batting an eyelash.
Her owner was a scheming entrepreneur who would turn his back on an agreement in a heartbeat; even if it was with an influential client like the General.
A new crowd of guests trickled into the bar and as the alcohol flowed, the music grew louder, and the revelries became more debauched. There was a steady stream of customers being led upstairs by pleasure slaves indicating more coin for Master Sidd's pocket. The tavern's proprietor was seated at a table surrounded by his associates enjoying the acrobatic feats of a nearly-naked tumbler.
As she filled drink orders, Nadya noticed a uniformed figure enter the bar. It wasn't Hux. It was a young man wearing a grey First Order jumpsuit. He seemed shocked by the going-ons in the bar, his eyes wide. Even from this distance she could see his cheeks redden. He was consulting with one of the Trandoshan bouncers that worked the door. Her eyes widened when a bouncer pointed to her and the young man made his way through the tables and over to the counter.
"Excuse me, ma'am," the man yelled over the tavern's music. "Are you Nadya?"
Dumbfounded, the slave bobbed her head in confirmation.
The soldier seemed relieved, "I'm Private Xue; I have an order from General Hux to escort you to the military facility -"
It was comical as the man attempted a modicum of gravity before being shoved out of the way by a Rodian who desperately needed his drink refilled. She hid her amusement with her hand as the soldier collected himself. Filling the Rodian's empty glass, she redirected the messenger to a calmer corner of the bar.
Now, able to properly hear him, Nadya asked the Private to repeat what he was saying. The officer sighed then reiterated, "I have an order from General Hux to escort you to the military facility. He desires your presence at once."
Her stomach did a flip at the Private's words. Without hearing another word, she ducked under the counter and grabbed Private Xue's wrist leading him to Master Sidd's table, "First, you are to speak to Master Sidd, he must grant me permission to leave."
The Private nodded his head in understanding.
A bodyguard moved his gun to block them from coming further. Nadya gave the Trandoshan a scowl, as if daring the humanoid to mess with her. Master Sidd's attention was drawn from the acrobat, who had her legs folded skillfully above her head, to the arrival of Nadya and the Private. The man had seen many wars rage throughout the years; yet, somehow he had found a way to turn profit despite the conflict. Almost every coin on Base 3 had been in Master Sidd's pocket at some time, he controlled most of the business happening in this part of the world. His appearance was as devious as his personality. He had an oily green beard and several metal teeth that gleamed in the light when he smiled. One of his eyes was milky from age, but the other was jet black and scrutinized the pair that stood facing him.
Nadya beckoned the Private to relay the message. The soldier squared his shoulders remembering his assignment. In a matter-of-fact tone, he spoke, "Excuse me sir, I am Private Xue. I have an order from General Hux to escort this woman to the military facility. General Hux desires her presence at once."
Would he refuse? She knew the slaver to be a prideful man. Master Sidd didn't follow orders from anyone. That included Generals of the First Order.
A moment of silence passed as her owner considered the Private's message. He suddenly stood, his associates scrambling to their feet, as well. Master Sidd lifted a gnarled finger, pointing first at the Private, "I give my consent; but, you tell your General that this little trip will cost double not including what he has already paid me."
Private Xue momentarily withered under Master Sidd's command but boldly responding, "I will tell General Hux of this condition. Though, I am sure he will be displeased."
Master Sidd ignored the Private's weak threat. He pointed his finger at Nadya next warning, "I expect you back by sunrise, you hear me girl? You know what happens to slaves who try to run."
His associates tittered sadistically at the threat. Nadya was fully aware of what would happen if she were to disobey her master. A shudder ran coursed up her spine at the idea.
The slaver returned to his seat. He signaled to the pair with a wave of his hand that they were dismissed to leave.
A landspeeder awaited them outside the Tavern. Private Xue assisted her into the vehicle then jumped into the driver's seat. They wasted no time in taking off towards the military station, the landspeeder zooming past the abandoned streets of Base 3. The night air was cool and damp. The temperate weather of Dandoran was one of the only good things about the planet. Nadya felt fortified with excitement; she had temporarily escaped the tavern's wall and she would see Hux again.
For a moment, she considered asking the Private about Hux's absence, but thought better of it.
All would be revealed eventually.
The gates to the military base were opened for them by Stormtroopers standing atop the patrol towers. As they cruised into the hanger, Nadya got the sense that the base was in complete disarray. Soldiers were running around frantically while Stormtroopers were busy loading and unloading cargo from freighters. She had never seen the base so busy, although she didn't have the opportunity to see it often.
The First Order's headquarters on Dandoran were refurbished from buildings that had been deserted by the Empire. It wasn't a noteworthy site; more of a rest stop used when needing to refuel ships and organize new recruits. The increased activity had to mean there was trouble.
Private Xue helped her disembark from the landspeeder; hurrying her into the main building.
Nadya had never been inside military headquarters likening them to the holding facilities on Orvax IV. There were a series of rooms and hallways with people flooding through constantly like rats. She noticed several men stop to admire her with appreciative glances. As Private Xue led her deeper into the heart of the base, Nadya was growing increasingly self-conscious of her attire. The harem pants that she wore were made from a flimsy material with slits in the front exposing her from ankle to thigh. Her matching vest was at least made from a heavier material, but it did little to protect her from the attention. She was used to such ogling. It was the situation as a whole that had her nervous. Steadying herself, she fixed her attention on Private Xue ignoring the passerby.
After a series of turns in the base's mazelike hallways, they came to a locked doorway. Private Xue entered a code on the keypad and Nadya watched the door slide open.
"This is General Hux's private chamber. You are to wait here and General Hux will, um, meet with you shortly," the Private uncomfortably grasped for the proper word to use. They both knew the likely reason for her presence. Sleeping with men was her profession, after all.
Nadya stepped into Hux's chambers; the sliding door closed behind her with a hiss leaving her alone in Hux's room. It was a cramped apartment acting as both a bedroom and a sitting room. A tiny washroom was connected, but it housed none of the luxuries she expected. The décor was done in muted colors of black, grey and white with a few crimson touches. She had an impression that the room was not used often, and her hunch was verified when she ran a finger along a shelf disturbing a thick layer of dust.
Moving to the bed, she noticed that the linens were at least fresh.
Nadya allowed herself to sink down onto the mattress and stretch out; running her fingers over the soft grey sheets. They were the same sheets Hux had given her to use after their first encounter. She remembered being surprised at the gesture as no one had ever given her a present. This was also her first time meeting someone outside the Tavern. Usually, she had the comfort of her own bedroom to entertain in. It was slightly unnerving to be somewhere entirely new.
The door slid open and she lifted her head to see Hux rush into the room like a torrent of darkness; his gaze immediately settling on her.
Hurriedly rising from the bed, Nadya grinned like a fool at his appearance. As she came forward, she babbled nervously, "You're here! I became worried when you didn't arrive like you said you would. I heard talk of a planet being destroyed and thought you had been hurt…"
Her voice tapered off slowly when she realized he wasn't paying attention to her. In fact, he didn't seem to be paying attention to anything. His head was lowered and he was staring at the floor. There was a difference in his appearance. Hux's skin was unusually sallow, there were shadows under his eyes, and a vein throbbed on his temple. Even his normally pristine suit was wrinkled, and his coat was falling off his shoulders haphazardly.
In fear, she implored, "Hux, is everything okay? You don't look well."
Head still lowered, Hux solemnly iterated, "I'm alright."
As if to prove this, the General attempted a step forward but faltered. Nadya panicked; rushing to support him as he crumbled to his knees in front of her.
What had happened to him? Was he ill? Should she call for Private Xue?
All of these questions raced in her mind, but she could do nothing as he grabbed her legs encircling them with his arms. Nadya fell still as he rested his head against her exposed stomach, rubbing his cheek against the smooth skin.
"I'm fine…I just need this."
Hux needed her.
He lifted his head to look at her; his eyes were glassy and slightly red at the edges. Nadya bowed her head giving whatever permission he needed. Without saying anything else, Hux began to plant soft kisses on the skin of her stomach. Her concern for his wellbeing was slowly dulled by the feeling of his lips on her skin.
If Hux was truly in trouble, he wouldn't be doing this, right? She placated her concerns with the rhetorical question as his hands wandered along the slits of her pants. His dull nails were dragged along her exposed legs teasing the itch that was beginning in her core.
Her metal belt hit the floor with a clang causing her pants to sag. Taking advantage of this new development, Hux pulled her pants down while he kissed the crook of her leg. He made a trail with his tongue from her outer hip to her inner thigh. One of his hands was grabbing her butt kneading the bare skin while the other hand followed his lips. A finger brushed between her legs triggering Nadya to grasp Hux's shoulders, her eyes fluttering shut at the brief touch. He tugged at the thin fabric of her underwear until they pooled at the floor with her pants.
Before Nadya had a chance to register what was happening, she felt his mouth on her outer lips; his tongue tentatively lapping at the sensitive skin. She cried out, her strength to stand wavering, but his tight grip on her butt held her in place.
This was unlike anything they had ever done. She didn't know what caused him to act like this; nonetheless, she couldn't help but be thankful.
Hux pleasured her like this for what seemed like an eternity, his tongue growing bolder and bolder with each passing minute.
Nadya was so close to an orgasm, her toes curling in anticipation. A particularly forceful rub of his tongue on her sweet spot sent her spiraling. She grabbed at the back of his neck keeping his head in place as wave upon wave of pleasure washed over her. As she came down from the high, Nadya was swept off her feet; Hux stood and lifted her in one smooth movement. He carried her to the bed depositing her carelessly on the sheets. He did not let her help him remove his clothes, or fold them like she normally did.
There was a desperation in him, as if this could all disappear in a flash.
She wrapped her legs around Hux's waist and groaned when he drove himself into her in one hard motion. He kissed her mouth as he moved against her; the intimacy of their position was something she relished. Hux was staring at her with his green eyes. They were nearly black with desire burning a hole into her heart that Nadya knew could never be fixed. He broke eye contact when he moaned, his hands squeezing her roughly as he abruptly came inside of her. She swallowed his moan with a kiss, her legs tight around him.
When he finished, Hux was breathing heavily into her shoulder, his body slightly shaking from fatigue. Nadya waited for him to roll off to his side of the bed like he usually did. She should've been surprised when he fell on his back next to her; pulling her to him and cradling her like a child. The whole night had been unpredictable, so instead of being surprised she savored the moment.
Nadya fell asleep with the knowledge that there would be plenty of time for her to analyze and dissect what had happened in the morning.
If you didn't catch the subtle hints, this story is coinciding with the end of Force Awakens. So, the planet Nadya heard about being destroyed is, in fact, Hosnian Prime. Just to keep you well aware, I'll make this clearer in the next few chapters!