It was now 5 days since we'd left Tatooine, and we'd reach Jedha later today. I'd continued Kelly's lessons, and they were honestly even more fun than I thought they'd be. With my experimentation on the slavers, it was only natural that we'd start with biomancy. It was obvious that her augmentations had increased her intelligence, as she grasped the things I taught her almost instantly, though Soul talent helped as well. She now knew how to use the Warp to increase her strength, speed and other physical attributes, as well as heal modest injuries. I'd considered teaching her how to use bio-lightning, but the risk of some ignorant Jedi mistaking it for Force lightning was too great. Instead I taught her a technique for draining someone's vitality. It was a shame her connection to the Warp was still so weak, but that hadn't dampened her enthusiasm.

Beyond that, I continued experimenting with biomancy on the slavers, something Kelly now took a far greater role in. Augmenting the subjects' senses hadn't been too difficult, though avoiding the side-effects of overstimulation had been. It probably wouldn't be long before I felt confident enough to use it on Kelly. Trying it on myself was riskier, of course… ideally it would have to wait until Kelly was a skilled enough psyker to heal me if something went wrong.

We were still a few hours away from Jedha, and we'd decided to take a break. For me, that involved sitting in the common room, drinking the slaver's beer while I watched the Holonet's main sports channel. For Kelly, that meant she was naked, hogtied, gagged and blindfolded in our bedroom, as she had been for the last hour. I had cast wards onto her ropes, in case she tried to use her nascent psychic powers to untie herself. I had also spent the entire time using psykery to gently stimulate her clit, keeping her on the verge of orgasm.

While I had changed in many ways since my arrival in Star Wars, one thing that hadn't changed was my appreciation for BDSM, a lifestyle I had begun easing Kelly into. I suspected that changes brought on by the Company had turned her into a masochist, combined with the fact that her history as a Spartan had given her an incredibly high pain tolerance… it was perfect. Not that I had inflicted any actual pain on her. Yet.

I considered going back into the bedroom to fuck her, but I decided against it. Let her stew in orgasm denial for a while longer. Besides, the next Speeder race had just started.

"You know we haven't spent much time together have we, Ame? You're making a girl feel neglected here," Cortana said, her holographic image projecting from my Company Device.

"You're right, we haven't," I replied, wincing. "I am sorry about that. I would like to say that it's because I've been so busy with my experiments and Kelly's lessons but, well, that's a pretty shit excuse, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is. Though at least you have some self-awareness, so hopefully you'll try to do something about it."

I nodded. "It would be easier if you could also partake in those things I just mentioned, but I'd have to get you your own body first, complete with a soul. I'm not sure if the technology here allows that."

"You know there's an option in the Catalogue for that, right?"

"There is?" I said, surprised.

"Check the Talents and Perks tab, the generic section."

Curious, I scrolled down on my Device. Near the bottom I noticed an option called Anthropize.

"Well, what do you know? For 10 credits I can get you your own body. I guess my contemplation of how I would put you in a droid-brain, and then how I'd subsequently wire that up to a human body was a complete waste of time."

"Well, this is why you should check the Catalogue first, Ame," Cortana replied, sounding smug.

"Clearly. I could buy that right now if you want, though I really ought to get Corruption defence as soon as possible."

"No, you should get Corruption defence first, Ame. I don't want you turning into a Sith on me. It's just…"

"Yes?" I raised an eyebrow at Cortana's hesitancy.

"It's just, I was kinda hoping getting me a body would help with, you know… rampancy."

Rampancy? I wracked my brain, before remembering that that was the term for Halo smart AIs going crazy after a few years. I hadn't played that far into the Halo games, but I was fairly sure that would happen to Cortana at some point.

"Try not to worry about rampancy, ok? I think Mind defence, or possibly Corruption defence, should help with that. And, well, I should be able to get you a body before too long as well."

"I guess you're right, Ame. Thanks."

"Don't mention it. I will get you a body soon, now that I know it's an option. I need to be able to fuck you somehow."

"Ah, so you had an ulterior motive all along, then," Cortana replied, amused, but also sounding a bit embarrassed.

"I'd prefer to think of it as killing two birds with one stone," I grinned, as I finished off my beer.

Muting the Holonet, I heard the faint sound of Kelly's groans of displeasure at her prolonged orgasm denial emanating from the bedroom, though she couldn't hide her emotions from me through the Warp, so I could tell she was enjoying it.

"Do you think I should see to Kelly yet?" I asked.

"Nah. I can tell you're sat comfortably on the couch, and you've been enjoying our conversation, and watching the Holonet," Cortana replied, a sly grin on her face. "Besides, you still have one bottle left. You should really finish it."

"What an excellent idea Cortana. Maybe I'll just sit here for a while longer."

I kept watching the Holonet for a while, but eventually the audible reminder of what I was doing to Kelly wormed its way back into my thoughts. The subsequent thoughts of what I'd do to her later, even more so. It wasn't long before my increasingly erect penis began to press uncomfortably against the inside of my waist-wrap. Sighing, I downed the last of my beer, before going to relieve my arousal.

In addition to warding the ropes, I had also cast a spell on Kelly's ears earlier to keep her from hearing anything, so she didn't notice my arrival. Stripping out of my undersuit and waist-wrap, I got her attention by slapping her face with my now hard cock, startling her.

"Bet you're glad to know I'm here, aren't you slut?" I asked cheerfully, dispelling the noise-repelling aura around her ears. "You want nothing more than to cum your brains out, don't you?"

Through her gag Kelly made a noise that sounded vaguely like 'yes master'.

"Well, maybe I'll let you cum eventually… but only after you've sucked me off for a bit," I replied, removing her gag and blindfold.

"Please fuck my face Master, use my mouth like you would my cunt and squirt your cum down my throat," Kelly replied, looking me in the eye. I grinned; she didn't even have to be prompted to ask for it at this point, and she knew exactly what to say.

"Well, seeing as you asked so nicely…" I trailed off as I unceremoniously shoved my dick into Kelly's open mouth.

Obviously, there was no way it would fit without Sexual Calibration. As it was, Kelly's mouth was stretched unnaturally around my girth, her throat bulging. I had tweaked Sexual Calibration so that she would still gag from my cock down her throat, without it inducing a vomit reflex. I had cast my pleasure-increasing spell - which I really needed a better name for - to the entire length of my cock, which combined with the feeling of Kelly's mouth and throat around it… the feeling was incredible.

Sexual Calibration, along with my Space Marine's constitution, were the only things allowing me to last as long as I was, not to mention that I had to stop every 30 seconds to give Kelly a chance to breathe. It took half an hour of skull-fucking my Spartan cum-dump before I eventually came, squirting most of my cum right down into Kelly's gullet, only pulling out for the last few seconds of my orgasm to deposit some on her face. I spread it, and her saliva that dripped off my cock, around on her face, leaving it completely covered before I stuffed the gag back into her mouth.

Having obediently taken my cock down her throat, Kelly had earned her reward, not that she'd be getting it in the usual manner.

Heading over to the bedside table, I grabbed some Vaseline I'd found – trying not to think about what the slavers had used it for – before using it to lubricate my dick. I wasn't sure if lube was actually necessary for anal with Sexual Calibration, but I didn't risk it; no-one wanted chafing after all.

I didn't apply any lubrication to Kelly's anus; we hadn't done anal before, and I wanted to surprise her, so I made sure my dick was well-lubricated. Grabbing her arse from behind, I spread her shithole with my thumbs before abruptly shoving my cock inside.

Kelly shrieked from the unexpected anal penetration, and I just laughed. "Didn't you know skanks like you are supposed to enjoy being fucked in the arse?" I whispered into Kelly's ear. "Your entire body belongs to me, Kelly. There is no part of it I won't use to get myself off," I said before grabbing the ropes binding her arms in place and thrusting.

I pounded her shithole like a pile driver; applying my biomancy to the inside, whilst I did the same to her clit which I rubbed with my free hand. She screamed through the gag as she came explosively, squirting her juices down her thighs. Time lost all meaning for her as she had no choice to take my relentless fucking, cumming non-stop pretty much the entire time as I repeatedly flooded her bowels with my sperm.

3 hours later I was finished, untying Kelly. She continued to just lie there for some time, her head spinning as it was flooded with dopamine. After cleaning myself up and slipping back into my undersuit, I sat in the common room and waited, curious how long it would take for her to recover.

10 minutes later I heard Kelly moving around, cleaning herself and getting dressed. Shortly afterwards she entered the common room, wearing her undersuit, smiling broadly.

"That was absolutely amazing Ame," she said as she hugged me tightly. "God, it felt like you were going to split me in half. I didn't know such intense pleasure even existed. I hope we don't get the attention of Slaanesh."

"It'll take a lot more than some sex and bondage to catch the eye of the Prince of Pleasure, Kelly," I replied as I kissed her. "I think we'll be fine."

"If you keep doing that to me, I'll be better than just fine, Ame," Kelly replied, burying her head into the crook of my neck as we held each other. No other words needed to be said as we just enjoyed our post-coitus cuddling, idly watching the Holonet.

"Hate to disturb you two lovebirds, but we'll be reaching Jedha soon," Cortana said. "You should get ready to leave."

Oh, right, that. As much as I wanted to just stay with Kelly, we needed those kyber crystals. Ah well, I was getting sick of being cooped up inside the ship anyway.

-x-x-x-x-

After eating lunch in the ship's kitchen area, Kelly and I put our armour back on, including our helmets. There wasn't likely to be any trouble, but no need to risk it. Now out of hyperspace, the ship was hovering high in orbit above Jedha, directly above a large kyber crystal deposit. I used my Warp-sight to check for any potential dangers. I also had Kelly do the same, figuring it would be good practice for her.

"I felt 2 psykers in the nearest city, but no-one near our target," she said.

I nodded, smiling, as I had felt the same. "Probably a pair of Jedi. Hopefully I'll be able to Stamp them. They won't approve of us making off with a bunch of crystals, but it's not actually illegal, so we should be fine. Still, to be on the safe side, or in case someone else decides to attack us, you should take this," I said as I grabbed my plasma incinerator out of my pocket storage, handing it to her. It had been designed for a Space Marine, so it was a bit big for her, but she managed it regardless.

"You picked a plasma gun?" she replied, bemused.

Right. As I recalled, she wasn't a huge fan of plasma weapons.

"This thing is way more powerful than a Covenant plasma rifle," I replied. "If you don't believe me, you can test it on some rocks later."

"I'd still rather have my shotgun, to be honest."

"And where would we get shotgun shells around here? The thing you're holding uses regular old compressed hydrogen as ammo."

"Fair enough. Are we ready to go then?"

I nodded. "Stand still."

The kyber crystals stood out easily in my Warp-sight. There were deposits all over the rocky moon, some bigger than others. The one we were going to use wasn't the biggest, but it had the advantage that it was entirely underground, almost completely cut-off from the surface save for a few small cracks that let in air. Staff in hand, I teleported myself and Kelly into the cave.

I heard Kelly gasp upon our arrival. "They're beautiful," she said.

She wasn't wrong. There was no sunlight, but we were still able to see thanks to the kybers themselves glowing with a soft blue light, dotting the cave like thousands of blue fireflies.

"A shame it's about rendered rather less beautiful. Then again, with no-one able to get in to appreciate then, I don't suppose it really matters," I said, breaking off a few crystals and putting them in my pocket storage. They felt cold to the touch, even through my armoured gauntlets. I was distracted by the sight of Kelly just standing there, staring at a nondescript bit of cave wall. "Kelly? Is something wrong?" I asked, concerned.

"I'm not sure, just… give me a minute," she replied as she approached one, seemingly unremarkable crystal sticking out of a stalagmite. She gingerly touched it. "This one isn't like the others, Ame. It feels warm… and I can hear sounds coming from it, music even… can you not hear it?"

I shook my head. "Well, now we know what'll be going in your lightsaber."

I was a bit surprised that a kyber had chosen Kelly so quickly. I wasn't surprised that none of them had chosen me, tainted as my soul was; oh well, if the bloody things weren't going to cooperate, I would have to be more… forceful.

"How many of them are you getting?" Kelly asked, watching me break off some more crystals.

"Enough to make you a Force staff and psychic hood," I said. "I don't think they'll need to be attuned to you, there are quite a few other weapons that use kybers for their power amplification abilities, and they aren't attuned to anyone."

Kelly nodded. "Well, seeing as this didn't take very long, did you plan anything else before we head back to Tatooine?"

"I want to Stamp the psykers we saw earlier, which wasn't part of the original plan. Fortunately, we can spare a few days. The Trade Federation shouldn't invade for another week, at least. I can't remember exactly where Naboo is in relation to Tatooine, but I doubt it'll be any closer than here. And our targets will have a slower ship than us." It was fortunate the slavers had upgraded the hyperdrive.

"Was there anything else?"

"Well, this place is far more heavily populated than Tatooine, not that that's saying much. So hopefully, we can find everything else we need for your new gear, as well as giving your armour some actual psychic wards. We ought to buy more food and other supplies as well. Plus, I wouldn't mind looking around a bit more generally."

"Let's go then," Kelly said, shortly before I teleported us up onto the surface.

-x-x-x-x-

After leaving the cave, Kelly persuaded me that we should relax for a bit. Thus we made our way towards the moon's main settlement, which bore the highly original name of Jedha city, something made far easier by teleportation. The two psykers we detected earlier were also in the city, but they wouldn't detect our crystals in pocket storage. That was why we were currently sat, quite incongruously, outside a café, drinking herbal tea, trying to ignore everyone staring at us.

After an intense week in the Star Wars galaxy, Kelly seemed content to just watch the world go by. I, on the other hand, in the absence of anything to focus on, found my thoughts racing. There was still so much to do… I had to make Kelly's equipment, add wards to her armour, get good enough at biomancy to improve her physical prowess, as well as my own… looking further afield, I had to figure out how the hell I was going to Stamp Palpatine. I could try catching him unawares as I had with Anakin, but if anyone in this galaxy had Warp-based defences against such a thing, it would be him. I could just overpower him, the tricky part was doing that without anyone else noticing. Ideally, I would need him to bait him into letting his guard down…

"You should try to relax, Ame," Kelly said softly, taking my armoured hand in her own.

"I am trying. I just happen to be failing," I replied, making her snort.

"What's bothering you?" she asked.

"I suppose I'm just… impatient. There's so much stuff that needs doing, and I haven't done it yet."

"You will do, soon. You've already planned exactly how as well."

"I know, it's just… the consequences of failure are so high. In my previous life, everything was stable. I had a stable job. I had my own place. I had enough money to be financially secure. Now, all that has been upended. I distracted myself with my experiments, your training, and sex, so that I wouldn't have a chance to ruminate on what lay ahead."

"Ame… look at me," Kelly said, as I looked her in the eye. "We've only been in this galaxy a week. The… event on Naboo hasn't even happened yet." She chose her words carefully, even though no-one else was listening. "Hardly anyone in this galaxy knows about us. And you've got all the time in the world."

"Bloody hell, has it really only been a week? It feels like a year."

"I know, so much has happened in such a short span of time. But things will calm down, Ame. I promise," Kelly said, squeezing my hand.

"You're right as always, Kelly. Thanks," I said, shortly before I kissed her, tasting the tea on her tongue.

We sat in silence after that, as I drank the rest of my tea, focusing on my breathing. I still didn't like tea, but I wasn't in the mood for Caf – which was indistinguishable from coffee. My attempts at calmness were cut short as I felt the two psykers we saw earlier approach.

"Can you feel them?" Kelly asked, telepathically. We definitely didn't want anyone hearing this.

I just nodded. "They don't seem hostile. No-one in their right minds would try anything in a busy place like this anyway."

"Should we leave?"

I shook my head. "They may not even be here for us. But if they are, I'm curious about what they want."

We sat in silence as the two psykers approached us. One was a tall human-looking man, with brown hair and a yellow stripe tattoo stretching across his face, just below his eyes. The other was a young, blue-skinned twi'lek woman, with brown leather straps wrapping around her head and tentacles, which were known as lekku as I recalled. I felt their souls in the Warp, shining beacons of the Light side of the Force.

"Can we join you?" said the man.

"You can, but you may not," I replied, with a straight face. They gave me funny looks as I laughed. "Of course you can, though I am curious as to why you'd choose this table over the many empty ones."

"I know, we're not exactly subtle," the man said as he and his companion sat down at our table. "We were really just curious about the only two other Force-sensitives on this moon."

I nodded; I wasn't trying to conceal the fact I was a psyker. Clearly, they had noticed me draw upon the Warp when I teleported, even if they didn't know exactly what I used it for.

"I take it you two belong to the Jedi order?" Kelly asked.

He nodded. "I'm Quinlan Vos, Jedi Master. This is Aayla Secura, my Padawan."

"A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mister Vos, Miss Secura," I smiled. "My name is Amedeus, and this is Kelly, my apprentice. And lover." Surprise emanated from Kelly when I said that, but she kept her expression neutral. I was curious as to how the Jedi would react.

"I… see," Aayla said, sounding off-put.

"I suppose your order would not approve," Kelly said.

"It isn't our place to judge the life choices of those that do not hold our beliefs," Aalya replied, diplomatically. "Though I can certainly understand a master and apprentice becoming… attached to one another."

"No, they just marginalise them instead," I said telepathically to Kelly. Out loud I said, "To be honest, we don't really subscribe to any particular set of beliefs. We're what you might call independent Force users. In any case, Kelly is only my apprentice by virtue of knowing less about the Force than me. The moment that ceases to be true, we will no longer be master and apprentice, we will be equals." Her status as a Companion notwithstanding, but they didn't need to know that.

"Well, that's certainly a good attitude to have," Quinlan said. "So what brings you to Jedha?"

"We were after a couple of kyber crystals. It felt prudent for Kelly and I to have our own lightsabers."

"You don't already have one?" he asked, surprised.

I shook my head. "I mostly just use my staff these days."

"I see," he replied, eyes narrowed as he examined my staff. "You use it to channel the Force?"

I nodded. "A number of Force-resonant artifacts went into its construction."

"Interesting. That's something I've never heard of anyone else doing before," he replied.

I shrugged. "There are a plethora of ways to use the Force, Mister Vos. Even within the bounds of the Light side, you can do far more than a few Force pushes and mind tricks."

"We don't just use it for that," Aayla replied, with a hint of indignation.

"I know, sometimes you Force pull as well. I guess you don't think about the fact that it's a Force push in reverse." I saw the twi'lek's eye twitch as I snorted. "Relax, I'm messing with you."

"I get the impression you don't approve of our beliefs, either," Aayla said dryly.

"That's not quite true. After all, the Jedi order is by far the most successful Force sect in the galaxy, so you must be doing something right. I just don't like how it's come at the expense of all the other Force sects in the galaxy, whose beliefs are no less valid than your own."

Aayla gave me a curious look. Was she trying to work out if I was a Sith? Probably not, the Jedi still think the Sith are extinct at this point. Not that it mattered; in a few days, she'll be my own personal cumrag and cocksleeve.

Kelly continued the conversation by saying, "So anyway, what brings a pair of Jedi to Jedha?"

"We've been visiting some of the Temples and ruins here," Quinlan replied. "Our duties to our order don't leave us with much free time; we intend to make good use of it."

Kelly nodded. "Will you be staying long?"

Quinlan shook his head. "We'll be leaving tonight. Like I said, not much free time."

Of course, them staying long enough for the Stamps to finish would've just been too easy… guess I wouldn't be repeating what I'd done with Anakin.

We made small talk for a few more minutes, but my mind was half-occupied by newly forming plans. The presence of two Jedi on Jedha was an unexpected windfall, both in terms of Credits and expanding my harem. Assuming at least one of them was tier 6, I could get Corruption defence as soon as their Stamps finished. What to do with Quinlan Vos, though? I could sell him for some extra Credits, but I didn't want to do that unless I had no other choice. I could have him act as my mole within the Jedi Order, but one mistake could lead to the rest of them learning about me, and in the worst possible way. Then again, anyone I'd Stamped would be loyal, so he shouldn't rat me out… yes, that would do.

Eventually the two Jedi exchanged some niceties with us, got up and left. Immediately afterwards, Kelly said mentally, "What are you planning?"

"What makes you think I'm planning anything?" I replied, trying to sound innocent. Kelly gave me an unimpressed look, making me snort. "I have to Stamp them before they leave. I'll teleport onto their ship if need be. Aayla will be joining my harem. I'll keep them unconscious until their Stamps finish. In the meantime I'll examine their memories to work out what their plans were, and come up with a cover story Quinlan can give to the rest of the Jedi."

"It's pretty risky letting him go back to the Jedi, isn't it?"

"Selling him would be even riskier; if they both disappear without warning, the others will go looking for them. At least this way I'll get an inside man in the Jedi out of it. Besides, I don't really want to sell an innocent person."

"Fair enough. We should get going, and prepare," Kelly replied out loud.

Leaving the café, we headed for a nearby back alley, eventually reaching a dead end. Using my Warp-sight to make sure no-one was near who might see or hear, I teleported us both back to the ship.

-x-x-x-x-

At Kelly's behest, we spent the rest of the day just relaxing. In a way, I was glad we'd be delayed for a bit while the Jedis' Stamps finished; Kelly was right, I really needed to chill out, and this was the perfect opportunity to do so. Even still, I spent the entire time wearing my armour, and keeping track of the Jedi with my Warp-sight. As soon as they left the planet, I would act.

It was late in the afternoon when I felt them abruptly take off from the surface of Jedha.

"They're leaving," I said to Kelly, as I put on my helmet.

"You got everything?" she asked.

I nodded. I had been thinking of the best way to subdue the Jedi without accidentally killing them; I doubted I'd be able to just remotely push them into unconsciousness like I had with the slavers. It was fortunate, and ironic, that the slavers themselves gave me a solution; in the cargo bay they had been keeping a large, weighted net. I had added a few basic wards to it to stop anyone caught in it from Force pushing it away. That should keep one of them tangled just long enough to deal with the other one.

Holding my net in one hand and staff in the other, I opened my mind to the Warp as I observed the moving Jedi. The key to teleportation, if you didn't want to end up lodged in a wall or the floor, was perspective. To teleport onto the surface of a spinning planet, you had to adjust your point of view to match that of the planet, so that relative to the surface, you weren't moving at all. I applied a similar principle to the Jedi's ship, aligning my mind with the moving frame of reference, until we moved in unison, so that relative to the ship I was stationary. That done, I teleported onto their ship.

I hadn't expected to get the drop on them with their precognition; even before the swirling vortex closed, they were reaching for their lightsabers, moving at unnatural speeds thanks to the Force. Without thinking, I launched the warded net at Aayla before throwing myself forward, biomancy enhancing my already superhuman strength and speed, to subdue her master.

Quinlan Vos already had his ignited blade in hand, but his attempts to block my staff were futile; my weapon was far heavier than his, not to mention the much greater force behind it. I knocked his blade aside as I grabbed his head with my free hand; channeling the Warp through it, I pushed him into unconsciousness.

"No!" Aayla screamed. She'd cut her way free of the net with her own blade, but not quick enough, and now it was just her against me. Catching her blade between the two horns of my staff, I twisted, wrenching the blue lightsaber out of her hands which I then caught with my off hand, turning it off. Now unarmed, and utterly terrified, the twi'lek barely resisted as I did to her what I had done to her master.

With the Jedi taken care of, I needed to take care of their moving ship. Making my way over to the unconscious body of Quinlan Vos, I extended my mind forward, examining his memories. Trying to pay as little attention as possible to his personal memories, I searched for his knowledge of controlling their ship, a small shuttle. Having found it, I made my way over to the relevant controls, bringing it to a gradual halt. That done, I applied my Stamp to the back of both Jedi's necks.

"They've been Stamped," I telepathically said to Kelly.

"Any complications?" she asked.

"None whatsoever. I'll teleport back in a minute with the Jedi."

With a mental acknowledgement from Kelly, I went through Quinlan's memories again, this time in much more detail. They had, surprisingly, been planning to go to Tatooine, to infiltrate Jabba the Hut's entourage. What were the chances… then I remembered that the Warp made probability its bitch, so I guess it wasn't that surprising. In any case, that would make creating a cover story easier. Elated, I teleported myself and the two unconscious Jedi back onto my ship.

AN:

One commenter floated the idea of template stacking a Necron Cryptek onto Cortana, which would allow for the creation of most, if not all, Necron technology, especially with Science talent. As tempting as I find it, because Necron technology is miles above everything else in Warhammer, let alone in Star Wars, it would basically trivialise any combat encounters, whether on the ground or in space. I'm not sure what the best solution is, to be honest.

If anyone was wondering what Amedeus looks like, there isn't any actual artwork (mainly because he's an original character), however below is an image of what his armour looks like (roughly; it relates to the Iron Hands, not the Sons of Antaeus, however this is the closest I could find).