A/N: I so owed this to you guys. Enjoy.
I don't own anything Star Wars.
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Feelings?
Boba ran into the Slave I and immediately turned on the control panel. He knew he had to act fast if he was going to get the whole transmission of the blackmail tape. Almost instantly he tracked the frequency and the familiar hum of the Slave I's data screen began to play the whole transmission…
He skipped what he had already seen in the bar. So damn nauseating.
On the screen the imposter got in bed with the girl who looked drugged. He removed the crotch piece of his armor and forcibly had sex with the girl who cried during the rape.
I would have never done it that way. Entertaining the thought made his skin crawl, and he instantly felt a pang of shame. "It's not you. It's not her." He announced to himself and calmly turned off the transmission. He starred at the blank screen.
That was too easy to find.
A red light started blinking. You fool. They tracked me.
He knew they wouldn't try anything; they just wanted to know where he was. If he was going to try anything. "Like go on a murderous spree."
It was time to make a decision.
"What does she mean to you?" There was a long pause. "Nothing…go kill her." Walking to the weapons locker, he picked up a modified blaster rifle planning his next move. "She was a trap. You know it."
He paused again looking at the other rifles. Anger pushed up deep below and traveled into his mouth so real he could taste it. Trying to ignore himself he picked up a signal descrambler. "You are a killer. You have no place for feelings, for women. They're just distractions." It was flying out of his mouth like a well-rehearsed prayer. "But you want her anyway…so you won't kill her."
Damn it. Then what? Have sex with her?
"You'll probably have sex with her. Then kill her." Somehow he felt a little better. If he killed her then feelings had no place in the sexual act. No longer conflicted in this judgment his mind was made up. Having sex is a normal function. Desire can be chemical, as well. It is a distraction, but in a safe environment you will recover. You haven't been thinking clearly. This might be why. Once will be enough. Do it and slay her. "Think about that later." He composed himself snapping a hook on his arm. It was time to hunt.
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Hunt
Looking at the Slave I's controls he graphed the transmission. Amateurs. Didn't they know if they tracked him, he could track them as well? Daav always did seem to underestimate him…it was apparent in the way he spoke. He pulled a couple levers and made a transmission of his own.
"Daav, I am coming for you." The voice couldn't be more cold and frightening. He broke the transmission and fired up the Slave I. Fifteen minutes and he'll be at Daav's headquarters. He had dealt with pompous clients before and they always thought the same way- make it so easy to find it's insulting. His need for attention and his boorish overconfidence will be his downfall. The fifteen minutes couldn't have gone any slower.
At last he parked the Slave I in a small crater a mile away from the security cameras. Daav's headquarters was on a private moon and looked completely inconspicuous- like all illegals wanted them. He began to wonder if he had obtained his money illegally, noting the incident of his fathers immediate and unexpected death he deduced it was so. Walking towards a shack under the radar he knew he'd find company pretty soon. Better get on high ground. Using his hook, he silently climbed a mountainous rock conveniently placed next to the shack. On his way up he used the transmitting scrambler to de-bug anything that would give away his presence. So overconfident. He reminded himself. Taking a better look near the shack he could see five guards with blasters patrolling the area. The shack had a glass roof which enabled him to see inside with help from the binoculars installed in his headpiece. He saw her. Tied up, bloody, nearly naked seemed to be her constant status. And Daav was there talking to her. So pompous. He calmly watched as he saw Daav grab her jaw and get close to her. Boba had to act fast…who knows how long she had before he grew bored with her or impregnated her.
Six guards shouldn't be a problem.
Boba took his blaster and got into sniper position. The first guard rounded the corner of the shack and Boba fired almost immediately. Looking through the lens still, he could see the headshot had made him fall instantly. A pool of blood littered the floor as he heard the second guard gasp at the sight to the right of the body. Fire. Guard two had fallen just as quickly as the first, but this time let out a scream beforehand. An alarm was sounded as Boba cursed underneath his breath about loosing patience. He jumped down the mountain quickly with the prospect of entering hand to hand combat. He had to be quick before Daav got away. The third, forth, and fifth guard rounded the corner to the other bodies completely armed. By this time Boba was completely visible and already had his hook ready. "GET HIM!" The fourth guard shouted in a state of obviousness. Three blasts were aimed at the bounty hunters body as he quickly dodged him. Boba then fired his hook through the third guard's abdomen and watched the other two hesitate as they heard the screams of unthinkable carnage before them.
Never hesitate.
He shot two bombs at the guards simultaneously. The guards saw the blinking bomb placed on their shoulders and looked at each other dropping their guns knowing it was the last thing they'd see. And it was.
Daav would have left by now. He kicked the door in to the shack to see the girl knocked unconscious in the chair. The blood around her head dripped like a morbid crown as he examined her quickly noting it was the only wound that seemed critical. She doesn't look raped. He knew it wasn't over. He thought about Daav. Most likely placing the transmission universally now. He went to the transmission tower he had scanned to find Daav. Searching the controls, he couldn't find the blackmail transmission. Nothing was sent or processing. The signal wasn't going out to blackmail him.
There is something else going on here.
He heard a small moan and it shook him away from the controls. I can't think about this now, not here. We need to get off this moon. Untying the girl he picked her up with ease and rushed towards the Slave I. She would be conscious soon…and then he knew what to do.
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Mind Games
"You're awake." He informed her out of no where. She opened her eyes but couldn't see anything except black. Her hands were tied as well as her feet. It would have been extremely uncomfortable if the surface she was laying on wasn't soft.
"Where…what?" She started.
"I got you from Daav. Your wounds are healing." The cold voice protruded out of the darkness like a ghost.
"I don't understand…" She said testing the bonds on her feet and hands.
"Don't move."
"But…why did you come back?" She breathed. There was a long pause.
"I didn't come to 'save' you." The voice remarked simply.
"Then…why?" There was another long pause.
"I don't owe you any explanation." Her eyes adjusted as she saw the bounty hunters mask close to her own. "I'm going to gag you now. I don't want you to scream."
Boba stuffed something soft into her mouth as he noticed her eyes become wide with fear. "I'm not going to kill you." He lied. Not yet. "But resist and I will. And I'll make it painful."
She nodded to make him knew she understood. It was still dark and her eyes no longer adjusted knowing that he wasn't in front of her.
He took off his gloves and startled her by touching her abdomen but she trustingly stood still. Moments later he saw her twitch as she realized that she was fully nude. Letting go of her sides he got up to the side of the bed and he removed the leg-portions of his armor slowly and then the chest plate. He hesitated as he touched his helmet. I'm going to kill her anyway. Taking it off he looked at her with his own eyes. She was shaking, scared, confused…and totally beautiful. He clenched his jaw fighting back the feelings of lust. This is not personal. It is to ensure you no longer have these desires. It is unfortunate that it is rape. He reminded himself angrily trying to forget the 'morals' he lived by. I have to. Sliding back into the bed he got on top her body as she let out a whimper of confusion. "Don't make a sound or you'll die." He reminded close to her ear. She nodded again but this time he felt the tears off her cheek roll onto his hand holding her head. It just felt so good to feel the body heat of someone else. Focus.
It wasn't hard to get an erection and although he had been fighting that battle for years it was almost foreign to him when it happened. She twitched a little when it grew and touched her vagina and he immediately felt the sensation of heat between his legs. Don't hesitate. With one hand he grabbed his penis and found her opening. He grunted as he pushed in even surprising himself. It certainly had been a while. Almost instinctively he laid flat on her body with his mouth on her neck and he had the desire to bite it. Deciding against such foolishness he hugged her abdomen and used the position as leverage to pound harder in her body.She was crying but trying not to make a sound knowing her life depended on it. Somehow that made him even more determined to break her promise. Pushing harder she yelped, whether from pain or pleasure he didn't know, and caused a chain reaction in his own body. He felt the warmth between his legs instantly go on fire as he released the tension from his scrotum. His grip on her abdomen loosened as he shook his groin inside her. All the strength in his body left him in one moment as he collapsed finishing the ejaculation. Sweating on top of her he heard her heavy breathing and didn't know if it was sweat or tears that touched his face. It's over. Getting up from her he took a nearby cloth and wiped his body. He would need another shower. He could still hear her breathing but decided to ignore it. That relaxed me. He deduced from the experience. It didn't even feel wrong...but he knew something in the back of his mind there was something still bothering him. He put on some simple clothes and turned his back to remove the gag from her mouth. She didn't immediately speak.
"I'll clean you then get you ready." He remarked as though nothing had ever happened.
"Get…ready for what?" She half sobbed in confusion.
"To die." The dark figure loomed.
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A/N: I know I've been very poopy about updating but I really will I promise. Writing a sex scene with Boba Fett is quite hard since it's against his character so tell me how I did. Thanks!
