Author's Notes: I received a writing prompt from keirangoldenwatch for the physical affection prompts! - 13. kissing someone's forehead and it involved a pairing I rarely talk about. I hope this fulfills your expectations! For all the people waiting for me to answer their prompts for other projects, I promise I have not forgotten about you! NSFW warning for suggestive sexual content.
"This is my destiny - the purpose of my power. I know it."
Jaesa Willsaam spoke as she felt a surge of pride inside her, as she stood in the passageway of the Fury's airlock. She was standing before her Master, Lord Kael Nosrol Krannus, one of the most powerful Sith in the galaxy and the newly appointed Emperor's Wrath. The massive Pureblood towered over her by nearly half a meter and was likely three times her weight.
Her nostrils flared as she considered his sheer physical presence, and all they meant to each other. He was her Master in all things.
But today, with this new opportunity to aid Lord Cendence in his hunt for light-side leaning Sith, she had an opportunity to move one step closer to becoming his equal.
Jaesa could not have been more pleased with herself.
"I'm meeting him shortly." She finished her farewell. "Wish me luck and leave a light on for me."
With that, she turned to leave the ship… only for Kael to reach out and grasp her arm in his mighty grip, pulling her to him. For a fraction of a second she expected him to lift her off her feet to kiss her full on the lips aggressively. She was startled when he instead leaned down in and planted a soft kiss to her forehead.
Jaesa blushed, finding that the simple gesture charmed her. In her experience, Kael was hard – rock-hard she thought to herself impishly, considering his body – in terms of his personality, his disposition and his physicality. He rarely exhibited any signs of gentleness in the privacy of their bedchamber, much less an act of tenderness while standing in the ship's airlock.
For a few seconds, it took her breath away as she looked up at him helplessly.
Kael's golden eyes burrowed down into Jaesa's, burning with lust.
"If you do well, then I will reward you." He promised, his voice dropping enticingly as he caressed her cheek with his thumb. "This evening. The Force shackles, I think, will make a fitting prize."
Jaesa felt her blush start to burn with passion. Not only with desire and excitement, but a slice of anger as well. She ignored the tremor his words sent through her body as inspiration had struck her.
"Actually Master, I think if I do well, then I will be the one rewarding you." She grinned evilly, caressing her hand down the chest of his armor as she anticipated having the massive Sith Lord pinned to the bed for once. "After all, your apprentice, once a meek and helpless Jedi, has come so far."
Jaesa loved Kael. She loved how he towered over her, and how his desire for her compelled him to dominate her whether in lightsaber sparring or in the bedchamber. She knew that she would be anything he wished her to be.
She loved feeling like she was his.
But she was also a Sith. And today, she was determined to prove that claim beyond all doubt.
Not just to Kael, but to herself.
The Emperor's Wrath raised an eyebrow at her remark as he considered her words.
"Then I hope you make the most of your… opportunity, apprentice."
Jaesa laughed heartily. She hadn't missed the assent in his answer.
"Oh, I intend to." She smirked. "See you this evening, Master."
As Jaesa made her way through the airlock, she felt Kael's gaze burning on her backside intently. Before she left his sight, she swayed her hips enticingly, knowing that regardless of how her meeting with Cendence played out, this was one opportunity she would be taking full advantage of.
Author's Notes: Kael Nosrol Krannus is actually one of my oldest OCs, representing my 'original' edge-lord Sith Warrior. I've spoken about his destiny elsewhere, but to make one thing clear – his relationship with Jaesa is quite toxic in my estimation. That doesn't mean they won't get some cute moments here and there.