A small computer on her knee and the rod from the Eternal ship in it, Loneva is busily slicing away. "You're pretty determined to crack that thing, aren't you?" Rylo asks.

"Of course I am," she says, "It's our only hope of getting any sort of advantage over Zakuul."

"Jori says that thing nearly killed you."

She smirks. "All the more reason to learn more about it. Maybe we could use it against the Eternal Empire."

"You're not worried about that computer?"

Loneva holds it up. "This thing? It's pretty hardy, and besides, I can do a system wipe and OS reinstall if I need to. I built it specifically to examine malicious software on."

"You built a computer? That's impressive."

The Jedi laughs. "No, not really. Just takes about a week of studying to learn how to do right. I've built around a hundred computers in my life. There's just something about them that I find so likable. Maybe it's because I usually know what to expect from them."

Rylo sits next to her. "And yet you're dating a Sith. They tend to be unpredictable, don't they?"

"I don't mind that in the people I'm involved with," Loneva says, "In fact, I quite like it. It keeps life interesting."

"You know, I've been here with you two for a month, and I'm still not getting it. A Jedi and a Sith, in love no less. It just plain boggles the mind."

"What about it confuses you so much?"

"I suppose I can see where the sexual tension comes from. I mean, you're both pretty good-looking, and you come from opposite sides of the galaxy, in more ways than one, so I imagine you'd find one another a bit exotic. But something lasting? Now that's a real head-scratcher." He scratches his head to demonstrate. "I know both the Sith and Jedi codes. I've run jobs for both sides. Sith philosophy was designed not to be compatible with Jedi ideals. How do you work through that?"

"Easy. Jori just tries not to avoid talking politics with me. Neither of us can sway the other in that regard. On the occasions talking politics is unavoidable, we go to what common ground we can find. Like our dislike for the Dark Council and the Sith Emperor." She executes a command sequence and reviews the data before her. "Hmm...no, that's not the right pattern."

"And what if you get into an area you disagree on? Doesn't that just agitate the both of you?"

Loneva grins. "If either of us gets too agitated, we just grab the other's breasts. It's a nice stress reliever for us both."

The spacer laughs. "Maybe I'll have to get an argument going for the two of you."

Loneva flicks a stone at his head, hitting one of his horns. "Don't you dare."

"Oww! Kriff, that hurts. My horns are really sensitive, you know."

"Sorry, I didn't aim for them. But I should've known better. I once had a Zabrak girlfriend. I made the mistake of tapping one of her horns while we were making out," she smirks.

"And I'm sorry for agitating you," he says, "But it's pretty hard for me. I'm extremely attracted to you and Jori, I know you're kriffing each other, and I don't even get to watch."

"How do you know when we're doing it?" Loneva raises a brow.

"Please. When you're at it in the tent, I think the whole kriffing planet knows." His voice is full of bitterness. "I really wanna leave. I'd be willing to let you set a program on my navicomputer to make sure my ship doesn't save the route. Anything to end this torture."

The Jedi leans forward, putting a hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry. Maybe Jori and I could try keeping it down a little. Would that help?"

"It would help if you'd let me join in once a while. Or even watch. I know that's quite a demand to make, but that's just the way it has to be. Either that, or you let me go, and I'm not ready for that. But I will if there's no other choice." He looks away.

"I'll tell you what," Loneva says, "I'll have a talk with Jori about this. I can't promise anything one way or the other, but I'll try to persuade her."

"Thanks. I appreciate it." He sees Jori coming back from picking fruit, and stands up, removing his vest. "I'm off to have a bath. See you in a few, ladies."

Jori sets the basket down on the table, taking one of the fruits out and giving it to Loneva. "He seemed in a strange mood."

"Jori…we need to talk."

The Sith feels her stomach sink. "About what?"

"Be completely honest...how do you feel about Rylo?"

Jori takes a deep breath. "I still find him just as attractive as when he arrived. He's definitely improved his attitude, and has proven himself quite useful. I find his presence...tolerable."

"Tolerable?"

The Sith sighs. "Alright. His presence no longer bothers me." She looks at Loneva. "Why are you asking?"

"Well...apparently you and I are too loud at night. He's really into us both, and it bothers him."

"So? He could sleep on his ship if it's a problem." Jori takes half of the fruit and starts eating it herself.

"I think that's asking a bit too much of him. He's part of our group now, and we should make him feel more welcome."

The Sith blinks at her. "Are you suggesting…"

"Yes," Loneva nods, "I'm suggesting we let him join us every now and then. I mean, we both fantasize about him, so why not?"

"I don't know," Jori looks at the ground, "I've only ever been exclusive in my relationships."

"Not me," Loneva says. "I once dated a girl who had two boyfriends. That was fun. Especially when she...let me borrow them for a night."

The Sith blushes and turns away. "That's...quite the image."

Loneva scoots next to Jori. "Does the thought of me with Rylo make you jealous?"

Jori nods. "Yes, a little."

"Then I'll tell you what...how about you sleep with him first? I'll be there for moral support, and if you want a mouth to kiss."

The Sith takes a few deep breaths. "I…suppose I could. I mean, I found out five years ago I can't carry children, so there shouldn't be harm."

The Jedi grins. "If the rumors about Zabrak men are true, you're in for a real treat."

"Sh-shut up."

"Why don't you go join him?" Loneva suggests. "You're awfully good at making sexual advances in the hot spring."

Jori rolls her eyes and climbs to her feet, walking in the direction of the spring. Rylo is humming and scrubbing his arms with a bar of soap. "Quite soothing, isn't it?" she asks.

He jumps, and turns to face her. "J-Jori! I'm sorry, have I been here too long?"

"No, not at all," she says, removing her robe. "Mind if I join you?"

"You alright?" he raises a brow. "Sure you're not feeling ill or something?"

"No, I'm quite well," she says, unfastening her bra, "I just wanted to get to know you better." She steps into the water.

"You sure your girlfriend's alright with this? I mean, I never wanted to come between the two of you."

Jori sits on a rock, leaning back. "It was her idea, actually. She should be along shortly."

He looks her up and down. "Well...I'm not gonna complain. You're pretty fit."

Jori returns the glance. "So are you. It must be hard work to maintain a physique like that."

"I eat lean, and I work out whenever I get the chance. My routine's pretty demanding, so I never get used to it."

The Sith scoots closer to him. "Ever since you got here, I've been wondering something."

"Yeah?"

"Are the rumors true?"

"What rumors?"

She looks into the water near his waist. "About how men of your species are...gifted?"

The spacer grins. "Why don't you find out for yourself?"

"You mean...I…?"

"Go ahead," he gestures to it, "It's totally hard now that you're in here with me."

Taking a deep breath, the Sith reaches under the water. Though she's moved farther from Imperial values with the development of her personal philosophy, she can't help but feel a little nervous at the taboo of touching an alien in so sexual a way. Her hand brushes it, and she recoils, then tries again. She feels the tip, then moves her fingers around it. "Wow. It is true."

He grins. "Go ahead, do whatever you want with it."

Jori moves her hand up and down along the shaft. "This is surreal. I've...never touched, much less seen one this big. Not even in holos."

"Hey, don't start without me."

Jori's eyes go wide at Loneva's appearance, but Rylo smiles. "Was wondering if you were gonna join us."

The Jedi begins removing her clothes. "And miss seeing your huge cock go into my girlfriend? Not on your life."

Jori looks at Loneva. "It's so big! I don't know if I can take it."

Loneva slips into the water. "Sure you can. You just need to be in a high state of arousal first."

"A-alright." The Sith faces the Zabrak, swinging a leg over him.

Loneva steps behind Jori, grabbing her rear. "Alright, nice and slowly now." She grabs his cock, guiding it to Jori's entrance.

"Oh Force!" Jori cries out. "I can feel it."

Loneva kisses Jori on the cheek and rubs her hand on her clit. "Alright, stop thinking about how much it'll hurt. Think about how good it will feel to get your pussy a proper stretch at long last."

The Sith closes her eyes and lowers herself onto the Zabrak's cock. "It's going...it's going...hah! It's in!"

The Jedi feels underneath the water. "It is. This is so kriffing hot."

Rylo smiles at Jori. "Congratulations, you're having your first Zabrak cock. How does it feel?"

Jori's eyes go wide. "It's quite intense." She looks at Loneva. "Could I just...sit here a moment and get used to it?"

"Sure." Loneva wraps her arms around Jori, kissing her.

Rylo chuckles. "Don't get too into that, or I might let off early. Wouldn't want that, now, would we?"

Jori laughs nervously. "N-no, I suppose not."

The Jedi massages the Sith's shoulders. "I take it you've never had anything this big in you, right, love?"

"N-never."

"Try flexing, Rylo," Loneva instructs.

Jori lets out a gasp as the large organ moves inside her. "Y-yes...it's definitely inside. It's in there. This is actually happening. I'm kriffing an alien."

Rylo raises a brow. "That a problem?"

"If it were, I wouldn't be sitting here. No, it's just...something I never expected to do. And something I'd have been looked down on for before Marr took control of the Empire."

"So, you ready to do some actual kriffing?'

Jori swallows. "Ready as I'll ever be." She puts her feet on the rocks, and slowly moves up and down, careful not to dislodge herself from him. "Oh! Oh kriff, this is intense."

Loneva grabs onto her breasts, massaging them. "Force, this is so hot."

Jori's arousal grows at Loneva's touch, and the Zabrak seems to suddenly fit better inside of her, though she's still very aware of its presence. She dares not move too fast for fear of an injury. "Oh Force…"

The Jedi nibbles at her ear. "You liking this?"

"It's strange...I feel...ah!...so full, but it's like something's keeping me from getting all the way. Everything's getting hit inside me, but somehow it's...nnn… not enough."

"There's a trick to big cocks," Loneva explains. "I'll do it to you, but only when you feel ready. Remember: a good buildup makes a good orgasm."

"Then wait a bit," the Sith pants, "I'm enjoying this. This alien...there's something so taboo about it. It makes me so hot."

"Fair enough." Loneva kisses Jori, rubbing firmly at her breasts, twisting her nipples.

Rylo watches ecstatically. "Yeah, that's it, girls. Keep it up."

Loneva grins at him. "Bet this is even better than getting off to us, huh?"

"A thousand times better."

"I-I'm ready," Jori pants.

"Alright, just keep bouncing, and I'll handle the rest." As Jori does so, Loneva reaches down, rubbing on her clit. Within seconds, the Sith cries out and moves herself even faster on the Zabrak.

This is clearly all it takes to push Rylo over the edge. He grunts, groans, and lets out a satisfied sigh as he expels into Jori, the sheer quantities of the liquid pushing her off him. She slides herself back on, lying on his chest. "Oh kriff…"

"That was...really something," Jori says, turning herself around while staying on him. "Thank you, Loneva, for encouraging me to do that. It was quite rewarding."

"Glad you enjoyed it. What are you doing now?"

"Oh, I'd just like to stay here and get used to him inside me. That should make it easier in the future," she grins at her girlfriend.

Though he makes no motion to take Jori off him, Rylo sounds apprehensive. "Not that I'm complaining about getting to be in you for so long, but won't that make it harder for her to please you? Her fingers aren't exactly growing."

Loneva laughs. "You clearly don't understand how a woman's body works. No matter how much stretching a woman's had, she can make herself small enough inside that pretty much any cock can please her. Size doesn't matter anywhere near as much as how you use it."

Rylo laughs. "And here I always thought that was just an excuse smaller guys make."

"Oh, they'll say it," Jori says, "But that doesn't make it less true." She takes a deep breath.

"Woah," Rylo says, "You're gettin' pretty frisky."

Loneva grins. "She's squeezing you, isn't she?"

He nods. "She's...oooh...pretty strong down there."

"Really? Guess there's really no point in showing on my fingers."

Jori smiles. "It's a skill I practiced as a sex-obsessed teenager. I used a device I'd purchased and learned not only how to make myself stronger, but also…"

Rylo's eyes go wide. "Oh, kriff!"

"To squeeze different sections. It made me quite popular with the upperclassmen at the Academy on Korriban."

Loneva raises an eyebrow. "You never told me about that. You just mentioning having a boyfriend and a couple girlfriends over the years."

"Those were just steady relationships. I'd read so much about sex as a teenager, I couldn't wait to get to the Academy. The impression I'd always gotten-and which the Overseers no doubt encourage to bolster recruitment-was that the place had an absolutely bacchanalian atmosphere at night." She chuckles. "It's somewhat true. There is sex there, but only if you look for it. I made a good impression the first day by spending half my trip to Korriban fixing up my looks. I made sure not a single strand of hair was out of place, that my makeup was at the exact right level, and that I didn't have a single visible hair below my neck. I'd also packed several outfits of the style worn by Twi'lek pleasure slaves, as well as robes with an even balance of appearance and function. Sure enough, I caught the eye of an elder student. He took me aside and told me about a party happening later that night and gave me a token to help me get inside."

"Really?" Rylo scoffs, "It was that easy?"

Jori silences him by squeezing him again. "If you think I'm a beauty now, you didn't see me back then, before I had a slight taint from the Dark Side upon me. My eyes were green, and my hair flowed down to my shoulders. I had it in a braid that started all the way at the front of my scalp, and rounded the end with a gold clip with an emerald inside. Anyway, after my orientation, which I spent reviewing the security systems, I snuck off to the upperclassmen's hall. They ushered me inside. I noticed several other females who had arrived on the shuttle with me-two other humans and a Sith Pureblood. There were four male students there, and a female-she was romantically involved and wished to observe the night's events for herself. As it so happened, I got paired off with the couple, while each of the other girls went to a single man. We spent awhile talking, and soon they promised me that they would help me at the Academy, guide me through my trials, and watch my back. All I had to do in return was sleep with either of them whenever they expected. Of course, I didn't believe them, but I accepted anyway because I just wanted to take part in their erotic game. We all stripped naked and the woman-Grelka, that was her name-sat on the bed. I had to service her with my tongue while her boyfriend-Jorush-took me from behind. I was apprehensive at first, since I'd never considered the possibility that I could be attracted to women, but the moment I smelled her pussy...something carnal overtook me. I simply had to please her. Meanwhile, Jorush was being an absolute savage with me, just kriffing me like an overloaded generator. I must have climaxed twice while licking her, but regrettably I only made Grelka come once. Still, she seemed pleased. Then, we took turns orally satisfying Jorush. In between licks, she would kiss me, and throughout, she would play with my breasts. Despite my meticulous preparation for pleasing men, I found myself far more attracted to her. She and Jorush were of equal attractiveness, so perhaps it was because she paid so much attention to me.

"Well, it turned out my initial instincts about them were correct. They never did give me any advice, nor did they defend me from malicious fellow students. But I didn't care. I liked that they paid so much attention to me. Grelka invited me to her quarters at least twice every week, while Jorush invited me once a month. She taught me a great deal about pleasing women. The week before the pair of them were scheduled to graduate, he walked in on me in her arms. Now, of course I didn't panic, because I was under the impression that she'd been telling him what we were doing. That impression turned out to be wrong, and he was furious. He came at me, his eyes glowing. Grelka hit him with a bolt of lightning that only slowed him down. He took out a practice lightsaber, broke off the tip to make it lethal, and charged at me. I dodged and at the last second, directed the practice saber so that it went into his neck when he crashed into the wall. That was my first kill at the Academy. I was so frightened, not just because of the rule against killing fellow acolytes, but also because of what I found it within myself to do. Grelka took me into her arms, reassured me, and told me she would explain to the Overseers that I had killed Jorush in self-defense if they asked any questions. Then, she dipped her finger into his blood and painted my cheeks with it. 'You will take many more lives if you become Sith,' she told me, 'And you must be able to move on from them. Each life you take is one less threat to you. Who knows? Maybe someday you will come to enjoy it.'" Jori takes a moment to breathe, and to squeeze Rylo again since he's going soft.

"She was wrong, though. I have never enjoyed killing, though I've done it often enough. We made love one last time before her graduation, and after that, I never saw her again. But I had earned myself quite a reputation. Jorush was one of the more feared students, and killing him made me seem that much more formidable to the others. Word of my sexual exploits also got passed around, and soon nearly every acolyte who came near me wanted to share my bed. Of course, even at that young age, I knew better than to grant all of their requests. I only bedded those with something to offer, and those I found attractive. Of the latter, my favorite was Dekarra. She was a Sith Pureblood with modest facial ridges, a large, firm arse, and breasts that had been growing since she was ten years old. We met while sparring with practice sabers one day. She soundly defeated me when she caught me staring at her chest. It was like she could read my thoughts, because everything that she did that night followed exactly what I wanted. She came into my quarters, locked the door behind her, and without a word, pushed me against the wall and kissed me while removing my clothes. I removed hers as well. Sharing a bed with a Sith Pureblood is really extraordinary, since they give off an incredible amount of body heat. That was how I came to realise how much I just love heat in general. Anyway, that first night, we had sex for four hours straight, doing every act we could think of, and exchanged a total of five words."

Rylo lets out a groan. "What's wrong?" Loneva asks.

Jori laughs. "Rylo just expelled again. To be fair, I was doing my milking technique on him."

The Zabrak shakes his head. "I'm clearly at the end of my line for tonight. Why don't you go keep your girlfriend company?"

"Gladly." Jori stands, scrubs herself briefly between her legs, and walks over, sitting in Loneva's lap. She puts her hands on the Jedi's breasts, and activity that helps her focus. "Now...where was I?"

"Your first night, you had four hours of sex with Dekarra and never spoke."

The Sith chuckles. "Right. There's not much else to tell about Dekarra. I taught her everything that Grelka had taught me, and we even came up with a few of our own activities. Oh, we thought we were so innovative to lie on our sides and lick one another at the same time. As I'm sure you can imagine, all this activity caught the attention of one of the Overseers, and he called me into his office while I was right in the middle of studying an ancient philosophical text. He told me what he'd seen me doing, that I was being shameless, that I was treating the Academy like my own personal playground, that I was letting my passions drag me around. The more degrading he tried to make it sound, the more aroused I became. I think he caught on, because he grabbed me by my wrists and tore off my robe. 'You little whore,' he said, 'I'll teach you to respect this Academy and its ancient traditions.' He pushed me forward and bent me over his desk. I tried to resist, but he overpowered me. I felt him force his way inside. When I tried to cry out, he squeezed my throat until I stopped. He held my arms behind my back and had his way with me. The strangest thing is, though he was violating me in the most contemptible manner, I didn't feel any fear, or shame. All I could think about was how much I hated him for robbing me of my reading time. When he finished, he slapped my face and dropped me on the floor, throwing my robe on top of me. He told me to dress myself and leave his office. I obeyed, mostly because I was eager to get back to my book."

Loneva's eyebrows sit high on her head. "I can't believe that's the thing you remember most about the encounter."

"Strange, isn't it?" Jori plants a kiss on Loneva's mouth. "To continue, I got back to my book, and I remembered a long-forgotten technique. That night, after Dekarra and I had pleasured one another, I started meditating. I focused on that Overseer, on my hatred for him, on his audacity to dictate how I live my life. Once I found him in my mind's eye, I brought down all that hatred on him. The next morning, he was found dead in his office. The coroner ruled he'd suffered a cardiac arrest. But I never told anyone, not even Dekarra. Despite his being dead, for much of the rest of my time at the Academy, Dekarra was the only person I slept with. The one exception was the night before my graduation, when I invited all the First Year males to my quarters, bent over my bed, and let them come in, one by one, and have their way with me. It was so sublimely degrading."

"Yeah," Loneva says, twisting one of Jori's nipples, "I came just listening to it. But other than that and what you've already told me, are those all your sexual escapades?"

"No," Jori grins, "I also went incognito into Dromund Kaas' red light district and spent a week as a prostitute just so I could learn what it was like."

"Oh?" Rylo scoots closer. "Now this, I gotta hear."

"Some other night," Jori waves her hand dismissively, "Now could we please have a little privacy?"

"I suppose," Rylo stands up and grabs his towel, giving the women a full view of his member the whole time he dries off until he dresses. "Have fun."

Jori lays her head on Loneva's shoulder. "Don't feel sorry for the incident with the Overseer. It's never bothered me terribly. I suppose I'm not like most women in that regard."

"That's not what I was thinking," Loneva says, rubbing Jori's back, "I was just wondering why you'd never told me about all these sexual adventures at the Academy."

The Sith sighs. "When I first told you, it was a time when I had a deep crush on you, and I had no idea how you felt about me. I thought that if I'd disclosed everything, I'd frighten you."

The Jedi laughs. "Jori, please. You would've just turned me on even more. Hell, you've done lots of things to me that would frighten most people off."

"Well, I had no way of knowing at the time. Regardless, I'm glad that I could tell you eventually, and I'm glad for everything that's happened for us."

Loneva kisses her. "Mmm, me too."