Knights of the Old Republic

Chapter One

Endar Spire, Hyperspace

Trask Ulgo

The ensign was performing his usual duties when he heard the gossip start up again. During the long downtime of Hyperspace, it was the only thing that gave the crew new things to talk about. Trask glanced around the corner seeing it was two bridge deck officers on break.

"I can't ever understand the Jedi. Ever since the ship got put under Shan's command it's been one thing or another. She's no navy captain, and she shows it. Just ordering us around with no know how of running a Hammerhead-Class."

The other officer nodded, "Those other Jedi with her just keep to themselves, but that air of superiority they all have is annoying. When you ask them anything its just The Force this, The Force that. Well why the Force did they request that Scoundrel onto this ship?"

"What? Are you telling me the Jedi brought that Schutta aboard a republic warship!"

Ah, Trask thought, They're talking about my bunkmate.

"I was talking with Carth Onasi about her, and he mentioned it. They won't do anything about the trouble she's caused. Its like they're afraid of her."

Trask seemed to be the only soul aboard the Endar Spire to not have met her yet. They worked opposite shifts, never being in their shared quarters at the same time. Yet since she had joined the crew of the ship, there hadn't been a day he didn't hear her mentioned.

Aria Vercet had been a rather successful smuggler from the core worlds to the outer Rim territories apparently. Getting good work running spice, and blasters through the Corellian run untouched. A polyglot who could speak and understand more languages than some protocol droids. Some figured that since the Republic couldn't catch her, they'd hire her instead. Others figured her luck had to have run out at some point. How it intertwined with being specially requested by the Jedi on the Spire was anyone's guess. It seemed her smuggling days never stopped though. Over the last three weeks the number of contrabands found amongst the crew broke the record; Datapads full of porn, Sex toys, STI preventers + curers, and over two crates worth of condoms had been collected. Where she kept them stashed on the cruiser was a mystery, but Trask had noticed the growing number of credits kept in their room hadn't stopped.

"I've never seen such undisciplined whoremongering on constant display!"

"Who has joined the list now?"

"That young engineer from Humbarine yesterday, and someone caught the Master-at-Arms doing the walk of shame around 0300 this morning."

"Probably getting his codes to the armory. We should have a snap inspection before we land. Make sure everything is accounted for."

Trask tuned them out as he finished up his work. They still had a few days worth of hyperspace travel before meeting up with the larger Jedi fleet. He rubbed the knots out of his neck as he made his way across the ship. Snapping to attention when a group of Jedi led by the ship's newest commander came his way. Bastila Shan walked with her head held high and her shoulders back, "As you were ensign…Wait you're Trask Ulgo correct?"
"Yes I am Ma'am. ", Trask nodded surprised by the recognition.

"I've wanted to speak to you about your bunkmate. I know this has been out of the ordinary, and just wanted to make sure it hasn't interfered with your duties."

"I haven't had any trouble Ma'am.", Trask tried to ignore how the other Jedi around her turned their attention on him.

"That's good to hear. I've come to understand she has had difficulties adapting.", the group all seemed to relax except Bastila , "…Very well I won't keep you any longer Ensign. If anything does happen.", She said it as though it was an inevitably. "Please don't hesitate to come to me."

She turned on her heel promptly not waiting for a response. The rest ignored him as they carried on.
"Master Vrook has sent another message.", One of the Knights brought up.
"Another for the growing collection.", Bastila sighed, "Is it any different from the others?"
"Only his usual warning with the addendum that Mandalorians have been spotted on Dantoonie."
"Our enemies never cease, but they will learn not to tussle with the wisdom of the Council."

Trask let his posture relax after they had turned a corner. He needed a break, and was intent on taking it. His shift was almost over with only one more task that would take half an hour at most, Aria would probably be in the mess hall by now already, so he could take a rest in their shared quarters undisturbed. Though the Ensign would learn he had guessed wrong, learning the room wasn't empty by the end of his shift. Loud moans came from behind the door. He huffed and prepared himself for any embarrassment. Knocking on the door loud enough to be heard. He heard a curse, and someone falling to the floor. Two minutes later one of the bridge deck officers, who had been complaining earlier, stepped out in a disheveled state. Still correcting his uniform only glancing at the ensign, and seeing it wasn't someone of a higher rank, took off without a word. Trask sneered at the hypocrite, but kept his eyes turned away from the open room.

"Is it alright for me to come in?"

"You don't need to ask permission to enter your own quarters.", She was more put together then the officer. Wearing a red spacer jacket that wasn't standard military issue, and some tight pants that led Trask to believe they hadn't gone to far. Outside the small flush of her handsome face and loosened black braids, Aria didn't given anything away except for the lingering charge in the air around her.

"I'm sorry to interrupt.", He entered.

"I'm not." She leaned back on her bunk. Locking her hands behind her head as she stretched out, "I think you saved me from disappointment. I had a bad feeling he wasn't going to last much longer."

"Well you're welcome then.", Trask chuckled at just how candid and easy going she was. It immediately broke the awkward tension and he relaxed. Trask didn't let his eyes linger on the beautiful woman. He went over to his footlocker and began stripping out of the outer layer of his uniform.

"You know I'm surprised we haven't met earlier.", Aria mused before she sarcastically teased , "You are my bunkmate right?"

"That doesn't surprise me.", Trask sat down on one of the room's two curved couch. "We work opposite shifts, but I'm Trask Ulgo. It's nice to finally meet you, and put a face to a name."

"And what kind of face is that?", She raised up looking at him. Holding his gaze when he met her solid black eyes. There was a second where he felt compelled to answer honestly, but instead he said, "One that fits right at home on a wanted Poster." He got a small laugh out of her.

"I still got a few of my old headshots if you want a copy. My favorite is the one with the highest credit reward to catch me."

"Did anyone ever come close?"

"There was this Duros who almost got me once. He was clever. Became a loyal customer first offering a lot of nice jobs, and a nicer boyfriend later on. He played me good, I'll give him that."

Trask leaned forward finding himself drawn to the story, "What happened?"

She drew a leg up and rested her head on the knee looking out their port view. "He invited me to a night of the high life. Good dining, fun dancing, an opera I got board with quick, and a crowd of local law he'd invited waiting back at our place."

"That's a lot of work for a bounty.", Trask didn't hear much sadness when she told the story, but he was feeling empathic.

"I was worth the work.", She had a proud grin, "With all the zeros on my wanted poster I'm surprised he didn't act sooner. I can't even remember how I got away. I just fought like hell, and took off in his ship. I made a nice profit selling everything he had on it, so it was easy to buy a new un-broken heart after that.", She winked at him. Aria got up to seat opposite of him on the opposing couch. Looking at him expectantly, "And now what about you?"

"I don't have any kind of stories like that to tell. I'm just a soldier for the Republic. Have been for six years."

"No great battle stories?", she tilted her head.

"I have a few, but I don't think I could make them sound good enough to tell."

"No family stories, a spouse?", She prodded him. Not being subtle with her she sized him up, and clearly liked what she saw. It brought a small bit of heat to his cheeks.

"I'm from House Ulgo of Alderaan, Its noble linage that requires everyone to serve in the military."

"Huh, all this time I was rooming with royalty.", she teased him.

"You have to do a great act of service to be called that, and I haven't yet. I won't have anyone waiting for me back home until I do.", He diverted his gaze. Rubbing the knot that had been wound at his nape all day.

"Stiff neck?"

"Yeah, I can't seem to get it."

"If you want.", Aria offered and he figured why the hell not. Trask joined her on the opposite couch, and faced away so she could work. Her fingertips lightly brushed along the warm skin. Zeroing in just where the knot was without needing to be directed. He could hear the giant pop, and felt a huge relief all throughout his body as everywhere became loose and relaxed. He slouched against her hold. Enjoying how her hands explored his strong chest. Feeling his nips get hard as she traced a finger over the rise in his shirt.

"I can tell you're a good soldier Trask.", She whispered into his ear, "But you haven't had a good time in too long."

"I haven't…", He agreed gulping as he felt his bulge begin to grow. She turned his head and they kissed. Her lips were soft and sweet. He could kiss her forever. She kept running her hands over his chest and down his abdomen. Loosening his clothes until his cock sprang free. She took ahold of it, squeezing it tenderly, and she smiled into their kiss.

It had been months since Trask had been physical with anyone. He didn't remember it feeling so good, so quickly as this. She stroked him and held him so dear. Leaving small marks on his neck he could worry about later. For now the sweet sensations traveled all over him when she pressed her lips against his nape. All while waiting no time in squeezing his cock just as rough as she needed to jerking him off. His breathing began to get rough she played under his shirt. Pinching and twisting his tit.

"You're cute Trask. I'm mad we're only meeting now."

He had to steady his breathing, "Careful! If you keep this up, I won't-!"

She bit on his ear interrupting him, "Don't worry, just cum for me."

He jerked at her command feeling a wild sensation fire across his mind. She didn't stop her hand as Trask fired rope after rope of backed up semen. Aria cheered watching it clear across the room, landing against the port view window framed by the backdrop of hyperspace. Trask shook falling back against her. She kissed his cheek, "That was Impressive~"
"But what about you?"
"I'm not finished with you yet. Here get up for me."

Trask was raised up being pushed onto the bunk. He caught himself on the bed, trying to lift himself up, he felt Aria's hand push down on him keeping him bent over. When he stayed still, she moved them down his back to his hips. Hooking her fingers around his pants Aria yanked them down to his feet along with his underwear. He suddenly felt just how exposed he was to her. Feeling shame that excited him as she pawed him and spread him.

Aria took little teasing bites on his ass. Leading to her giving him the new experience of a wet sweet tongue tasting him. He arched his back at the intruding sensation that was far better than he could have imagined it. His bunkmate rimmed him like a Twi'lek pleasure slave. She grabbed ahold his cock once again and started to pleasure it again like before.
Trask bit his bottom lip afraid he would cum again at the duel pleasure.

She got his cock hard as durasteel again. Aira was going to milk him dry if she kept going at this rate. Her tongue penetrated him making him slick. She squeezed his cock letting up with her mouth.
"Turn around and lay back down Handsome."

He didn't argue letting her move him so that he laid upon the bunk completely at her mercy. Trask was a complete wreck, his cock throbbing from all the attention, and Aria was still completely dressed. The sexbomb looked down at him like she owned him, amused by just how quickly it happened. She took her time stripping down giving him a small break and show. Tossing away her jacket, breaking away the buttons of her shirt letting him witness Aria's soft inviting tits bounce out. With a cheeky smile she gave cupped them, showing how they overflowed in her hands, "Like these~"
"Oh fuck, I think I'm in love."

Aria blushed, turning around with a hypnotic sway of her hips. Hooking her thumbs into her pants and peeling them away. Throwing her ample ass into view. The little black thong she wore disappearing between her cheeks.
"And this?"
All Trask could let out was a lust drunk groan as he chewed on his lip. She seemed to like that kind of response. Getting down on her knees Aria briskly kissed up his twitching cock. Trask sucked the air between his teeth tensing himself up. Afraid he would prematurely put an end to the sex before it had even begun.
"Don't worry. You're going to satisfy me. I'm going to make sure of it.", Aria purred reaching under the bunk. Pulling out a protective cover, the type he had never seen before. She slipped it on him fitting like a second skin, but a thicker visible ring squeezed around the base of his cock. Before he could voice his discomfort, she took his whole length in her warm soft mouth. Trask moaned weakly feeling the urge to cum, but the denier ring prevented him.
"You'll cum when I'm satisfied.", She crawled up over him, "Don't stop moving your hips till I say so."Trask felt her wet hot heat rub against his head before she pushed down with weight. His cock was squeezed in a wanton heat that welcomed him. He gripped her hips and lifted up with his own rocking them. Trask was intent on showing her how strong he was. That he could go just as long as she wanted him to! With his first thrust he was rewarded with the music of her voice getting sweet and low. She bounced on him with a fervor that made him feel like the best lover in the galaxy. If not for the denier ring he would have came five times already. She rode him till both were covered in shining sweat. Her tits bouncing wildly in a rhythm she sang along to with her panting breaths. Aria clawed at his chest leaving scratch marks that he couldn't care less about. Fucking him with the best sex he ever had; Trask's mind went white with a sensation he'd never experienced before in his life.

Aria threw back her head letting out a silent scream; cumming hard. Squeezing his cock harder than the denier ring. Her heaving bosom burying his face as she leaned over him riding out her orgasm.

"I'm angry.", She growled into his ear scaring him.
"Wha-Did I do something wrong?!"

She stroked his face tenderly. A dry chuckle bringing a smile to her lips, "I'm mad we didn't meet until now. I wouldn't have wasted my time with anyone else on this ship."
It was silly, but it made his heart skip a beat. Aria started to rock her hips gently up and down. Her breath on his ear making his imprisoned cock ache to release.
"Didn't you already?", He asked afraid he was mistaken.
"I did, but I told you until I was satisfied." They kissed hot and heavy, "And I never am until I cum twice~"
He gulped, afraid and in awe of the demon he had fallen for. She didn't let him say anything else. Keeping their tongues busy, intertwined with each other's, fucking him till she was fully satisfied. The second Aria took off the denier ring the lightest breath from her mouth was enough to make him cum. Firing off another barrage of thick white cum into the air all over them. As Trask Ulgo lay exhausted with Aria cradled into his side covered in his own seed he only had one thought.

I could die today, and I wouldn't regret anything.

Endar Spire, Jedi Private Chambers

Bastila

The Jedi pinched the furrowed bridge of her noise. Equally annoyed and embarrassed by the other Jedi Knights watching the footage on her terminal from over her shoulders. She had gotten her hopes up that the Republic Soldier could resist Revan's charms. The hidden camera in the room to monitor the amnesic Dark Lord's behavior had accumulated hours of footage that couldn't be sent back to the Council. At first the lewd behavior had shocked them. Now even the most stoic chaste of them had begun a running tally. Keeping track of who the Dark Lord had seduced for…future investigations for any corruption.

"What should we report back to the Council?", One asked.

"Nothing,", Bastila clipped, "We've hit a snag in communication stability."