Class: Sith Warrior
When: Episode II, Hoth
Quinn straightened his uniform one last time. It wouldn't do to have anything out of place when he saw his Lord this morning, not after her teasing comment of finally seeing his uniform on the floor last night.
His thoughts lingered on how she looked then, lying languidly on her side, hair loose around her shoulders. Stars, she was beautiful. And now, after the gift Maevry had given him, he had no doubt. To think he was the first… She truly wanted to be with him.
He never thought she had lied to him exactly, merely exaggerated. One hears stories of the sexual appetite of the Sith, after all. But then Quinn saw the grimace on her face as they joined and the small pool of blood afterward. And as they made love, he whispered encouraging sweet nothings in her ear as she clung to him like she never wanted to let him go.
All in all, it had been a very goodnight.
But now Quinn needed to focus on the task at hand. Their Lord Baras trusted them with a monumental undertaking. Quinn would not let them down. He would do all in his power to ensure that the operation on Hoth was a complete success.
"Ready, Captain?"
She stood at the doorway of the ship, wearing her favored tunic and trousers, not a single hair out of place. Pushing down a swell of desire, Quinn nodded briskly. "My Lord."
One hurdle overcome. He had been concerned that the change in their relations might affect their day to day working relationship. He shouldn't have doubted. Maevry had never been anything but a complete professional outside of the bridge, where they had privacy. And her quarters. Where he had slept last night.
Damnit, man, pull yourself together.
"Then let's get started," Maevry said.
Between the trip to the surface and dealing with various military and Sith, several hours passed before they were alone and ready to venture forth. Quinn fished two ration bars from the pockets of his uniform tunic and offered one to Maevry.
Her eyes lit up at the packaging. "Almond butter! Did you choose my favorite on purpose, Captain?" she said with a smile.
He had, but she certainly didn't need to know that. "Luck of the draw, my Lord," he said, unwrapping his own apple flavored bar.
They ate in silence for a few moments before Maevry said, her voice soft, "To think so many lives ended on this planet... The Force is strong here, especially the dark side."
Quinn listened carefully to her talk. She so rarely discussed the Force to anyone outside of Jaesa. Especially the balance between light and dark, considering Maevry tended to err on the side of light. "Does that bother you at all?" he asked.
"Not at all," Maevry said. "Even though I prefer the light, do not doubt there is dark within me. If I thought the Empire was threatened and the only way to stop it would be to commit to the dark side, I would not hesitate."
"That is admirable, to know one's self so well," Quinn said. She handed Quinn the wrapper, and he wondered if the way her fingers lingered on his was a bit deliberate. He placed both wrappers back in a pocket, not willing to leave any sort of a trail.
"Whenever you're ready, my Lord. I believe the contingent of Republic soldiers should be to the east," Quinn said, unholstering his blaster.
She nodded and they started to walk, Maevry on the balls of her feet, ready to spring into a Force Leap at any moment. A shout close by could be heard and Maevry froze. Her eyes closed and Quinn waited in anticipation, never tiring of seeing the transformation from Maevry into a Sith Lord.
At once it occurred. The moment her hands touched her lightsabers the transition was complete. With a Force Leap, Maerbry attacked the Republic healer. The three other soldiers all focused their attacks on her, allowing Quinn to fire at will.
As always, Maevry fought with her heart outside her chest. Outside of battle, one might call her reserved, but in the heat of the moment, even a non-Force sensitive like he could feel the power and emotion flow through her.
Anger that someone dare challenge her authority. Hatred of chaos and the unknown. Her passion for the Empire, that it serve its citizens as best it should. But today Quinn sensed something else. A sexual undercurrent he had never felt from her before.
His body responded, understanding that those feelings radiated from her because of him. He had done that. Never had he seen her so focused or determined. Their one night together had changed her relationship with the Force.
They worked together, defeating the Republic soldiers then sabotaging the arrays as the Darth's request. Once finished, Maevry put her hands on her knees, catching her breath. "Did you sense it?" Maevry asked, her voice crisp and unwavering. She looked at him, bright eyed.
Quinn prided himself on his restraint. He was a Captain in the Imperial Army, after all, not an undiscplined school boy. But he decided no sane man could resist the look in his lord's eyes. So he didn't, pushing Maevry up against the wall and kissed her with a hunger that startled him.
The small shelter housing the generator protected them from the elements, thankfully. Quinn decided to take his time and kiss her properly, bringing her hips flush against his, so she could feel just how much she had affected him.
"Do you believe me now?" Maebry whispered as he started to kiss her neck. Her fingers dug into his uniform tunic, trying to bring him closer. "What did I tell you?"
He kissed her hard then, with every ounce of strength he had, before breaking away and answering roughly, "Passion will make us stronger."
"Yes," Maevry said, her voice soft as in prayer. "Oh yes."
Stars, if he could take her now, he would. Maevry would welcome him, no doubt. He could simply turn her around and pull down her trousers… Quinn took a step back and caught his breath. They had a mission to complete. The mission had to come first.
His lord seemed to have the same realization. "We best keep moving," she said and Quinn didn't imagine the gleam in her eye. "But I would very much like to revisit this topic tonight."
"Indeed, my lord," he said as they headed back out into the cold. Funny how it didn't seem so chilly now. "You know how much I enjoy a debate. Especially a thorough one."