A Star Wars Tale
An Old Republic Story
Set Before the Events of Story I, II and III
Prologue: Set Years Before Story II
It was just another night on the town, another chance to make quick money and she relished the opportunity. Yes, it was dangerous work, but she was a street wise girl, and she knew the risks. After at least a year getting to adapt at her craft she knew how to attract the right clientele, the men with the most money, the ones who treated her right. She wouldn't allow herself to develop feelings or attach herself to her clients but as she woke up with a different man beside her each morning, she couldn't help but feel sad. Her parents always talked to her about marriage when she was of the proper age, finding the perfect partner and settling down with the right person and she admitted it sounded nice. Having someone who was committed to her and loved her meant she wouldn't have to do this job anymore, wouldn't have to put herself in danger every night, wouldn't have to be cold on the streets but she did it for the money; to keep a roof over her head…She had no other choice. Her family were unaware of what she was doing. They thought she had an evening job as a waitress in a cantina and were worried about her not coming home. They had no idea she was selling herself but the young girl of just thirteen years had made up her mind. She was young and wanted to do something a bit out of the ordinary and wanted thrilling experiences. Working as a waitress would never do that but she lied to her parents to keep them off her back. She never wanted to hurt them, never wanted to lie or be dishonest but the money she was earning from her unclean work put food on the table and put a roof over the heads of her siblings and her parents, so she did it for them. She had gone from being a dancer in a club to selling herself for credits to any man who took a fancy to her. Attractive as she was she pulled them in without much effort. She got sacked from her club when she was caught propositioning a man on the job, but it was worth it. He was good looking, showed her a good time and had a stack of credits to give her.
Iz'phal Trua was a twi'lek girl of thirteen, blue skinned with beautiful fair facial features. Her eyes were deep pools of brown as her long, elegant lekku hung down her back. With barely enough to cover her she lurked in her usual doorway, the dark, dank streets of Nar Shaddaa never short of dangers as she had already earnt more than enough to feed her family for the next week but that wasn't enough for her. She needed more. She sighed, folding her arms across her chest relaxing against the doorframe as she thought on her earlier clients. One just wanted a quick fix the other wanting the night with her but then stormed off in a huff when she gave her fees. She wasn't cheap, but her employer said that was what she had to charge. She was part of a prostitution ring set up by wealthy members of the Hutt Cartel and she knew her price, knew her employers and where she set her standards. Hutts were not beings to sell their women cheaply. Besides…Iz'phal thought as she flipped her lekku nonchalantly over her shoulders, adjusting her low top to reveal more of her elegant, yet strong chest…I'm a damn beautiful girl and any guy who thinks I'm cheap better go someplace else. The galaxy ain't a cheap place! As the thought trailed off she spied a group of men from the corner of her eye walking in her direction. She knew many girls as desperate as her were doing what she was doing, and she put on a confident façade through it all. But the truth was, deep down she was frightened: Frightened if something happened to her but she kept strong and thought of her family every credit she got. The galaxy was a dark and lonely place in her mind and she was willing to accept that. She could please other people and make them happy while earning money to keep her family safe. In the end it was the only life she knew but someday she hoped to change that and really wanted to but knew it couldn't be soon…She had to stay strong.
The group got nearer to where she was standing, and it wasn't until Iz'phal got a closer glimpse of them that she recognised who they were. They were soldiers by the looks of things, the uniform grey and black, a symbol which Iz'phal recalled plenty of times on their shoulders, their ranking displayed on the left side of the tunic. These solider types looked wealthy and Iz'phal remembered a couple who had approached her, but she couldn't recall their face or name. She heard their conversation getting louder as they neared her spot just waiting for her opportunity…
The group of four soldiers engaged in conversation as they made their way from the Dealer's Den Cantina on the outskirts of the Duros Sector. It had been a satisfactory night, a chance to kick back and be normal men, but wearing the uniform of their order they had to have some formality. These weren't just any military men, however. These were the soldiers of the Sith Empire, servants of the Sith and the dark council and therefore were of great importance. They were not afraid to crush rebels who they caught openly defying the Empire, but tonight catching rebels didn't seem to interest them one bit. As patriotic as they were, they were owed some time off. It was a cold night, especially out in the open and the shortest soldier of the group was rubbing his gloved hands together, teeth chattering a fraction as the man to his right snickered loudly.
"Would you believe that?! Jacksel's got himself cold again. It is winter you know!" His face split into a mocking grin as the solider called Jacksel flashed a glare his way before clicking the muscles in his neck, sighing loudly.
"I am not cold Sergeant; I just need to think!" Jacksel snapped, puffing his chest in a defensive stance, the other members of the group trying not to laugh before the officer furthest away from him sniggered loudly.
"Thinking while shivering. That should be the title of a Hutt diary! That's a good one!" The officer named Klinton laughed, wheezing as his breath caught in his chest. The other two agreeing with him sharing his sense of humour as Jacksel scoffed, stomping the ground in his polished black boots.
"Ha, ha very funny. You know Klinton I could just rearrange that face of yours!" Jacksel's mood finally turning vicious having enough of his comrades' jibes as he whipped his blaster from its holster and levelled it to his friend's head. Suddenly the atmosphere between the group turned to ice as the officer who had originally started the feud cut in, standing between him and Klinton.
"Just hang on a minute! Take it easy Jacksel son we were only having a bit of fun!" The sergeant gave him a serial stare before Jacksel, shot daggers at Klinton, disarming his weapon and storing it away.
"Why is it always me who ends up the laughingstock!? Laugh at Tellar for a change! I'm sure you haven't got a clean record!" Jacksel shouted, only defending himself as Teller who hadn't been involved in this from the start shrugged his shoulders, shaking his head.
"Always losing your temper Jacksel. One of these days you could end up in a cell" Tellar remarked as Jacksel's blood boiled over and he was about to reach for his weapon again when an authoritative voice barked from behind them, but it was relaxed compared to what it usually was.
"Jacksel, Tellar, Nimar and Sy what are you doing?!" The voice all familiar to them, drawing a straightness in their posture that hadn't been there before and a sense of respect. The banter seemingly dying away but they knew he had a sense of humour; they'd seen it before. The voice belonged to a tall man, handsome in the face, well groomed, a sense of authority in his stepped as if he owned the very ground he walked on. Dressed from head to toe in the Imperial uniform as his long black coat settled over his shoulders, the Imperial insignia emblazoned on the collar, grey command cap resting on his head, hands slipped into black gloves. "Honestly do I have to keep an eye on you imbeciles everywhere I go?!" He snapped but Tellar seemingly ignored the scathing remark and clapped his superior on the shoulder.
"There he is the man of the hour! Sir where have you been!?" Tellar asked, planting his hands on his hips as if waiting for an explanation but his superior always had an answer ready, especially when it addressed his men.
"Not as if you need to know my whereabouts but you lot could've waited for me!" The commanding officer snapped seeing all eyes of the group turn to Jacksel as if to blame him but suddenly a smile split his face, and his blue eyes sparkled with a touch of mischief. "Ah Tellar my good man don't search for excuses. Besides I was always going to leave later than you anyway!" The commanding officer laughed, seeing his men letting their guard down slightly knowing their superior was in a good mood. He was a well-renowned captain in Imperial ranks, and a person to respect and revere especially when the Imperial occupation for Nar Shaddaa was concerned. He had gotten where he was through hard work, dedication to the Empire, his skills in combat and his patriotic heart, some even calling him an Empire radical but the men closest to him in his command knew better than to insult him.
"So, no girl this time sir?" Sy asked, Tellar nudging him hard in the ribs for the audacious question, but the captain sighed, shaking his head as if he had to think about it. The captain was renowned for attracting the most beautiful women to his side but of course his dedication to the Empire would never allow him to be emotionally attached to any of them. He just used them to satisfy his own lusts but being as powerful as he was he could afford to do so without being watched. True he broke a lot of hearts and a few rules, but he was merely rewarding himself for his years of devoted service. To some officers he was a womanizer, the ones who had family and women to care about, but he didn't care. He was just satisfied to think women found him attractive, that put him in the centre of the attention. His men knew the game he played and when he approached a girl let him pursue his own path for the evening. It wasn't worth getting in the way. The captain answered his comrade's question, voice sounding as if he was in thought, recounting the number of women he'd talked to.
"You presume wrong sergeant. There's always a girl out there and I'm going to find her!" The captain smiled knowingly, stroking his chin in thought. "Although there was one…A Nautlian…Still!" He snapped, getting out of his trance as his men walked with him. "We've found not a single place on this blasted planet that sells Corellian whiskey. Jacksel I thought you were the expert in seeking out these places!" The captain shot a glare his way as Jacksel shrugged his shoulders, rolling his eyes. Nimar coming to this rescue, cutting in with his thoughts.
"Even if they had Corellian vintage I wouldn't be seen drinking it there. Pretty dire if you ask me. Next time I'm in charge and we'll get good drinks, and sir will get his woman. We'll have a good night on this Hutt infested planet someday!" Nimar hollered proudly as the captain was about to turn on him for the remark when realising he was only trying to help so bit back what he was going to say.
"Well said Nimar! But I bet you a hundred credits you can't deliver!" Sy wagered as Tellar also went in Nimar narrowing his eyes in annoyance.
"Next time we get leave I'll show you!" Nimar protested as the rest of his comrades were staring at something, his superior also fixated and didn't know why. When he managed to see over the captain's shoulder, he understood why almost gawping. A blue skinned twi'lek, eyes expressive, cheeks colourful, lips full walked out of the shadows where she had been waiting, her stomach showing through a revealing crop top. She stood before the group, batting her eyes, her voice a seductive purr as she looked at the man before her up and down. Sy and Tellar gave each other a knowing look, guessing what was going to happen as every day their superior didn't see a pretty girl he seemed to lose his stride. The soldiers burst into wolf whistles and cat calls as Iz'phal blushed bright red, knowing she'd hit the jackpot. Maybe they'd all want her. Before she could pick from the group the tall, handsome captain stepped towards her, gently so as not to frighten her but she didn't retreat away, just stood there and welcomed his attention. His arm wrapped around her waist, her perfect lips rising into a smile. Iz'phal learned to stand strong, to deal with it even if the man wasn't appealing to her but something about him was different, made her feel safe, secure and he was damn good looking too…Everything she wanted in a guy, but she didn't know who he was, how he played her kind and she was falling for his charms as other women in the galaxy did. She was under his spell, and she couldn't break it. His voice low and coaxing, drew her in like a tractor beam, her lips curling into a sweet smile, butterfly-like eyes full of expression. For a moment the captain thought would he ever find a girl, one who he wouldn't use for his own ends…One he could love…He pushed the thought away into the depths of his mind. He was a military man and wouldn't let women distract him from his work but in stressful times they were a temporary distraction. He took her shapely chin in a gloved hand, mesmerized for a time by the beauty of her face, the colour of her eyes before his words made her heart flutter, the little flutter of excitement she always got when a man complimented her. She wouldn't tell him her age as that might put him off, but she looked much older than she was with all the makeup and outfits on.
"Well aren't you a pretty girl…" The captain purred in her ear as she engaged with his handsome face before putting on a shy expression, cheeks-tinged pink from the compliment as she lowered her head to gaze at the floor.
"And you aren't too bad yourself…" She crooned softly wondering if he would hurt her, but he welcomed her physical attention as she examined his figure through his uniform and admitted to herself, he was enticing and would be to any sane woman in the galaxy with half a brain. "What can I do for ya?" she asked suggestively, feeling him take her hand in his, pulling her close.
"Have you ever wanted to see parts of the galaxy you could only dream of? I can show you if you like" The captain's voice now a seductive growl but that made her heart pound in excitement even more as she now completely ignored the rest of the group, eyes now completely trained on him.
"Aww that's so sweet of you. You sure know how to treat a girl. I'd love that, thank you…" She purred warmly, thinking she could get a lot of money from him and by his neatly pressed uniform looked incredibly wealthy so she may get enough money to last her the month. "I charge for my services you know…" the beautiful twi'lek girl teased as that didn't put him off at all, in fact giving money to her for what she'd give him would be nothing. He could afford to sleep with all her species and throw each of them away without giving a backwards glance to them. He smiled down at her, hooking a strong arm around her shoulders leading her away from the group, his voice low and personal coaxing in her ear making her blush.
"I can give you anything you want sweetheart. Name your price. Whatever you want…I can give it to you…" His sweet voice making her head spin as overawed by his attention and that he'd just picked her up just glancing at her, the imperial captain with the twi'lek escort in his arms walked into the night leaving the rest of the soldiers behind him. For a moment there was a stunned silence before Nimar rolled his eyes and cracked a grin.
"Saw that happening with my eyes closed. He'll be occupied till morning. Gives us a chance to get shot of him for another few hours at least!" Nimar laughed as Sy and Tellar liked the idea, Jacksel not as keen but the four imperials walked in the opposite direction, determined to find some more nightlife before the bars shut for the evening.
Iz'phal had, had a lovely evening. It was true. He'd treated her like a princess, spoilt her rotten, brought all her drinks and made her feel safe. She got a couple of serious stares from previous clients seeing the handsome man on her arm and thought better than to challenge him, especially when they saw the Imperial insignia on his shoulder. The hour was late as Iz'phal knew what he wanted but she was happy to play him, happy to take his money for her services but she thought he cared for her. He seemed to care a damn sight more for her than all her other clients and didn't seem shy about showing her off at all. Usually, Iz'phal would've settled for a quick fondle in the street, not going home with her clients unless she knew she was safe, unless they paid her, her fee. He whispered the amount he wanted to pay her and immediately she went bright red, eyes showing almost disbelief as she snuggled her head under his chin feeling his firm, yet gentle hold on her waist. When she had first sold herself at twelve years old she had been terrified but now having been at her trade for over a year she was gaining in confidence until she could take the lead, almost reel in countless men in the galaxy to get their money. Anything for her family…Even if it meant putting her in harm's way. Iz'phal was part of a larger harem of mistresses, who sold themselves for money and it hurt her a bit to know her people were being put through the same experience. An old Hutt had once told her, her people were only good for satisfying people and serving. She hoped that would be different one day.
"Thanks for everything, I sure won't forget you…" Iz'phal whispered knowing what was coming next, but she had been looking forward to this. She hadn't had a man this physically enticing come to her in years and she was confident she could provide a good service, give him what he'd paid for.
"You're such a pretty girl and you deserve the best. I'm surprised you're all alone out here" the captain stated, his tone containing a hint of concern about it as she blushed shyly, his compliments making her swoon.
"I've always been alone. Besides I got you right…" Iz'phal giggled as he flashed a flirtatious gaze at her, showing his teeth through a satisfied grin.
"I'm glad no one found you tonight otherwise I wouldn't have got to spend time with you" She gushed at his attempts to win her heart, and it was working as they walked hand in hand down the promenade, to the lower levels, following his lead. Iz'phal got some odd looks from the stray passer-by as she was on the arm of an Imperial officer and a high ranking one of that and everyone in the galaxy knew the Empire's intolerances of aliens and of her species, but she was naïve on that part and to be honest she didn't care. She was so caught up in his attention, his stories of all the battles he'd been a part of and his kindness that she didn't allow herself to think of the big picture, that he would break her heart, but she couldn't know and would have a wake-up call when all this was over. Iz'phal just listened to another one of his war stories almost in a trance like state as they reached the front door of what she assumed was his apartment, stepping through the door his arms still around her admitting to herself he was clingy but that was okay…She was used to it. As light met her eyes and lit up the lavish, impressive space he retrieved her payment while she made her way into the kitchen to fetch them both a drink…A standard part of her service now.
"Dantooine Brandy?" Iz'phal called in her usual purring tone as he voiced his enthusiasm from the other room, quickly signing his name on a piece of paper, her payment ready to be processed. Iz'phal was surprised at how he was taking his time. Usually most of her clients wanted her physically the moment they paid her but not him…Is he different? Iz'phal thought hopefully as she poured two well measured glasses of the brandy over ice, a satisfied smile curled her lips as she felt him press close against her, his hands soft on her waist. She sensed he'd been waiting all night to get his hands on her, but she didn't mind, not when she was attracted to him. "You sure your friends won't miss you?" Iz'phal inquired, remembering he had been with other people before he'd picked her up, but she didn't know he did this all the time and his men were used to it, used to their superior wandering off to sate his own cravings. She felt his warm breath on her neck, the smile still dancing on her face.
"Don't you go worrying about them. I'm their leader and they do as I say. I can do whatever I want so to speak…" His words mumbled against her neck as she heard but didn't want to hear anything else, just wanted him to have her before it got too much.
"I could've guessed…" Iz'phal replied softly, feeling his fingers undoing the straps of her top. "I like a man with power" She crooned, closing her eyes at the softness of his lips on her neck, stifling a pleasurable sigh as she had yet to receive payment from him and hated to remind him when the moment felt lovely. "All I be needing is my payment and you can have me anyway you like…" She turned to face him pushing herself up onto the worktop with her hands as with his height he didn't need to catch up with her, looking warmly into her eyes.
"Of course, sweetheart I haven't forgotten. It's all written out for you and signed for. Only the best for a beautiful girl like you" His handsome face drawing her in as having enough of waiting she slotted her arms around his neck swallowing his lips with hers. Not expecting her to make the first move he was caught off guard slightly before years of being in command taught him to take the lead as they needed to be in a secure, comfortable spot so he could get the best of her. He picked her up in a quick, strong movement, carrying her in his arms as he lowered her to the bed, straddling her slender form, shrugging off his long black coat as he felt her fingers undoing his tunic, deep brown eyes swimming with expression up at him. He took her lips in another kiss, a fire burning inside his heart that he hadn't felt in a long time, even the last female encounter hadn't made him feel like this. Iz'phal was just taken away by how gentle he was being with her, how he was making her feel as knowing now she had to take the lead to give him his money's worth, to give him an experience he'd never forget she felt one of his hands tugging on her leggings as she helped him before in a quick motion she was pressed against him, holding him tightly as she felt herself becoming warmer, pulse quickening. It was quicker than she thought but admitted this was the best night of her life as he explored her neck and chest with kisses, moving quickly against her as they made love through the night. As the pleasurable encounter came to an end, his craving having been satisfied he fell to his forearms, gazing into her eyes, entangling his hands in her lekku, peppering her neck with kisses.
"Thank you…" Iz'phal whispered softly against the crown of his head as he didn't respond, had no use for her now but just wanted to play her game a little longer. Feeling tired from the exertions of the past few hours and the liquor that had gone to her head she fell asleep in his arms and her world melded into black.
Morning dawned on Nar Shaddaa, the smog filled air never changing the colour of the sky the depressing downtrodden streets visible below as the young twi'lek girl stirred in the white sheets around her, yawning as the effects of sleep wore off. The happiness she had felt last night made her feel needed in the galaxy, wanted by the side of a man who obviously cared for her as she rolled on the other side to cuddle him, but he wasn't there. If he'd found out her true age he might have been inclined to refuse her altogether. Suddenly coming to her senses at where she was and the night before she thought to seek him out, the handsome stranger who had escorted her for the evening strode into the bedroom, adorned in his clean-cut uniform, face a stern mask. She batted her attractive eyes at him, face splitting into a smile as he just ignored her, running a hand through his short black hair before checking his appearance one last time, slipping on his command cap. Unsure if he'd heard her she sat up, combing her long blue lekku from her face about to speak but he answered for her, tone quipped and militant, a world away of what it was last night. He'd paid her for her services and that was it. She meant nothing to him, and he wasn't afraid of telling her in the cruellest way. The Imperial captain had broken many hearts in his lifetime, and he didn't care, it was just another heart to add to his long chain, his collection, almost as if he was proud of the fact.
"You have your payment. You may see to it and use it as you see fit" the imperial captain scowled, slipping on his leather gloves, shirking his shoulders, arms through the sleeves of his floor length black coat as she gazed at him, sort of crestfallen but not surprised as this would always happen to her, always would be the woman who gave temporary satisfaction before being pushed away. It stung her a little deeper than she would've liked.
"You have somewhere to be I guess" Iz'phal remarked, seeing he wasn't the slightest bit interested in her as he didn't address her directly, just examining his appearance in the mirror. Probably to pull in the next pretty girl he sees…She thought bitterly as she hated to think her people were being used but there was nothing she could do, not all by herself. The Empire had the power in this galaxy, and it would drive her to hate them more than she could think.
"Take your money and leave when you please. I have a battalion to command, just as I'm sure you have business to attend to" He shot coldly at her, not even giving her eye contact as he strode from the room, making her payment in the form of a slip clearly visible as without giving the twi'lek girl a backwards glance he strode, power in his step from the apartment, leaving her still wrapped in the sheets, thinking to herself. Shocked slightly at his coldness but managing to get over it she swung her legs out of bed and slipped on her brown leggings, top and ankle boots, pressing a hand to her head. Yes, she knew this was going to happen, but she couldn't help but think she'd been used. Still, that was her life, the life of an escort and she was never going to settle down with the right person if she carried on like this, no one would ever care for her. Still, she had to carry on. Had to help her family. Walking in a tired fashion into the main living room she found her payment, knowing she had to cash it in straight away before she spent it. She wanted to do some good for the galaxy and make a real difference but for now she just had to keep her head down and keep at it. Knowing another day of prowling the streets awaited her, without a scrap of food in her stomach for two days she made her way from the small space, gathering her belongings as she made for the door. It was going to be another hard day.
Thinking tonight was going to be different was a thought she needed to get out of her head as it never was. A couple of men had past her by, but they weren't interested, hardly batting an eye when they saw her. One of them, a well-dressed human male throwing an insult at her in basic, putting her off her stride a fraction but she pushed it away. Knowing what the galaxy thought of her and what she did, but she ignored it, just got on with life no matter how bruised her heart became. There would always be men looking for her services. Still her mind dwelled on the soldier from the other night…So kind, so handsome…Her thoughts trailed off as a voice sounded behind her, the blue skinned twi'lek woman lurking in her usual doorway turning her head. The sensuous drawl of the voice drew her attention as she turned her gaze to the man standing behind her and her heart jumped.
"All alone sweetheart?" he purred softly, Iz'phal's curiosity piqued from his good looks and physique. What she didn't realise was he was one of the most notorious pirates in the galaxy and had played the hearts of many women in his time. He was not a man to be trusted but she didn't know that he enticed her physically and that was all that mattered. "Aren't you too young for this sort of thing" He asked and that made her heart spike, flicking her lekku in a sensuous gesture over her shoulder. He knew what line of work she was in and was one of the first men to comment on her age. She shrugged it away smiling sweetly in his direction.
"Why talk to me if you think I'm too young" Iz'phal questioned, batting her eyes flirtatiously at him, lowering her top to reveal the nature of her bust. Not directly answering her question he stepped closer to her, as she swayed her hips walking away from him, playing her usual game. "I'll be here if you're still interested." The twi'lek girl strode away from him, cheeks flushing red from the encounter as she was not surprised to see him hot her on heels, striding casually after her. Some people, the clients he dealt with thought it was low he'd pick up a girl from the streets, that he paid money for it, but he didn't care. He had power. He could do what he wanted. She welcomed his forwardness, his arms wrapping around her waist as he slipped what felt like credits into her hand. She examined his face, the prettiness of his looks and admitted any half decent girl would be a fool to refuse him. His short brown hair was shoulder length, tucked neatly behind his ears, almost blackened coloured eyes adding to his dark appeal while a set of black tattoos adorned the left side of his face. Dressed simply in a blue shirt and black trousers he wasn't going for anything fancy but that didn't interest her. She was only interested in what he could give her. She felt the coolness of the credits in her palm and slipped them into her pocket knowing he'd paid his way. "So, what can I do for ya?" Iz'phal cooed warmly against the crown of his head, making his heart pound but at the end of the day he knew she'd just be another girl to abandon, another girl to break and it thrilled him to know her heart was young. She felt his hands lowering to her waist, acknowledging the knowing looking in his eyes.
"A pretty girl like you should know what I want. You've got guts out here own your own. You're pretty brave" he coerced the compliment, pulling at her little heart as it worked, pulling him by the hand into the abandoned warehouse where she usually slept, away from prying eyes.
"Aww you're too sweet. You don't need to be saying that. I like you…" Iz'phal whispered, as she inclined to give him what he wanted quickly but he didn't want to rush things. Just wanted to take his time with her. He hadn't had a pretty girl in his arms for a long time through all the long months of space travel and he didn't know when he'd get the chance again. "What's your name?" Iz'phal asked as usually she didn't care for this information from any of her other clients, but he was sweet, very likeable and she wanted to know.
"I'm surprised you haven't heard of me. I'm quite renowned throughout the galaxy…I can show you why if you want…" the pirate crooned, voice a low growl as he tightened his arms around her, pressing himself close to her, lowering his lips to her neck, nipping at the flesh joining her neck and collarbone. She giggled, uttering a gasp of pleasure, enjoying the close encounter, imaging what else he was good at.
"Well…mine's Iz'phal…or you can call me Izzy if you like…" She managed to get out as his touch was almost paralyzing, sending a pleasant shiver up her spine as he trapped her against the wall with his strong, yet slender frame but she liked that…Loved a man who took the lead.
"Iz'phal huh…" he drawled in her ear, moving her lekku so he could get better access to her neck. "That sure is pretty…Your parents sure knew how to name a beautiful girl like you…" The compliment almost sent her heartbeat into her head as she allowed herself momentarily to dwell on her family, what they'd say if they saw her now, fondling a random man in the street. She pushed the image of her parents away. She needed the money; the attention and she wanted it now.
"Oh, stop it!" Iz'phal teased as another bite under her jaw made her squirm with pleasure under his skin. "You sure know how to give a girl what she wants" her purring voice, igniting a fire in his heart he hadn't felt for quite some time as the pirate seemed to give his name in a seductive whisper, but she heard.
"Skavak…My name's Skavak darling" The warmth of his breath against her neck making her crave him even more. She was oblivious to the fact he'd slept with more women than she could possibly think of. He didn't care. Never wanted a commitment and just saw her as a quick ticket for a fling but Iz'phal knew that was what he thought and didn't care but didn't realise how much danger she was in…How dangerous he could be…How much he could hurt her. She knew how much she was putting her life in danger every night she was on the street looking for work and it would take her a near death experience to realise how much at risk her life was.
"Skavak huh…That's a cute name…Wonder where it came from?" Iz'phal pondered aloud but he wouldn't let her get that far, to discover who he was as that thought completely melted away, his hands on her skin, lips brushing over hers distracting her. Wanting to give him what he'd paid for she gripped his waist, taking the lead. He slipped a hand behind her head, coaxing her eyes up to look at him.
"You're a good girl aren't you…" he crooned down at her expectedly as he just pressed his back against the wall, closing his eyes, bracing himself for the pleasurable experience as Iz'phal with all her years of experience knew how to please a man, especially one as daring as him. The act only took a mere five minutes, hearing his moans of pleasure and knew she was doing her job correctly. After she'd sated him, his breath high in his chest she pressed against him, kissing him deeply. She broke away their foreheads still touching, his strong arms wrapping around the lower part of her back.
"I don't have to leave now if you want me to stay…" Iz'phal suggested as again his hand slipped more credits into her pocket implying, he still wanted her company.
"I'd love that sweetheart. I'll show you some places on this planet that your kind could only dream of. What you say?" The warmth in Skavak's voice persuading her as he slipped an arm around her waist, coxing her towards the street wanting to show her a good time as she beamed up at him in his hold, showing her perfect teeth.
"Lead the way…" Iz'phal said, eyes sparkling with mirth as she rested her head on his shoulder letting him lead her down the road, engaging in small talk as she asked about his job and life in general. He had her right where he wanted her as he laced his fingers through hers and the young twi'lek wouldn't realise the danger she was in until it became apparent.