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Whether time proved it to be just another trick, or one desire ended up outweighing the other, she eventually attempted to betray me. The fool. She knew who I was. How anyone could be so greedy as to attempt to steal the body of a Kallig is far and away beyond me. I wonder who the body I knew belonged to before she got to it. My only regret now is that I didn't get to cut her into bits, but I suppose at the end of the day, one cause of death is as good as any other. 'Lord Zash', indeed. At least Thanaton is more direct with his desire to see me buried, but it won't save him. But this is all just a distraction from what I really want.
Seela's holo communicator began buzzing, and she took it out to answer the call. "Speak quickly, I'm up to my neck in rebels."
"My lord, a jedi matching your description was found planet side."
"She's on Corelia?"
"She's trapped in a building in the industrial complex. I'm sending coordinates to you now."
"Good. Let's get this over with."
She put the communicator back in her pocket, and Ashara looked at her quizzically. "My lord… who is this jedi you seek?"
"Someone I've personally seen kill dozens with a training blade, and now she has a lightsaber. There won't be an army to back us up if she goes unchecked."
Seela and her apprentice made their way toward the coordinates specified. When they arrived, there was a squad of imperial soldiers covering the front entrance. The twi'lek walked through their ranks, and without making eye contact, or even glancing in anyone's general direction, dismissed them.
"Return to your other duties. The jedi's mine."
Seela drew her lightsaber and flicked it on. A dark red beam, black as night at its core, emerged from the hilt. Dark energy seethed from her very skin as she entered the building, walking quickly and deliberately. A few feet inside the first room, Seela lowered her head and closed her eyes. She suddenly raised her left hand, extending it parallel to the floor and pointing to her side. Lightning streaked from her fingertips, and by the time Ashara realized what was happening, Seela's target had been caught in mid air, attempting to attack.
"You aren't Alari," Seela said gently. She raised her head and opened her eyes, still not looking at the jedi. "Alari wouldn't have been taken down so easily." She turned, and began walking slowly toward the jedi laying on the floor. "In fact, it was wishful thinking for me to think that she would have been trapped like this at all, let alone by herself." The jedi reached weakly toward where her lightsaber had fallen, and Seela gave her a brief shock for her trouble. The twi'lek crouched down next to her opponent, holding a lock of hair in her hand. "The hair is the wrong shade of red… hers wasn't as orange as yours, it was closer to the color of blood." She let her finger trail across the scar on the jedi's cheek. "Her scar was more pronounced, and extended across the bridge of her nose. You're not who I'm looking for."
"My lord-"
"I know. Listen to me very carefully, jedi. I haven't the time to torture you, but I do have time to hand you over to the Imperial army if you don't cooperate. There is a jedi named Alari, who you were mistaken for. Is she on Corelia?"
The jedi looked up at Seela, wide eyed in fear. "I-I think so. Someone like you described, with a purple lightsaber. Please-"
"Shhhh…" Seela stroked the girl's face with one hand, "Yes, I believe I do remember her having a purple lightsaber when last I saw her. Where is she?"
"She was heading toward an arms factory with her apprentice, but that was days ago. I don't know where she is now, you have to believe me!"
"Oh, I do… I do believe you, little jedi… And I've dismissed the guards who had you pinned down." She stood up, still looking down at the woman.
"You're going to let me live? Why?
"Do you really want to make me question that decision?" She began to walk away, and added, "If you tell anyone that I spared you, you're going to really wish I hadn't."
As they left, Ashara spoke in a hushed tone. "My lord, it isn't like you to leave survivors."
"You're right," Seela replied, a tinge of sadness in her tone, "But she reminded me of someone who once meant a great deal to me."
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All this time searching for her, and I just missed her, by barely half a day. Damn it all to hell! And if I'm not mistaken, she basically handed Corelia back to the Republic. I can't even count how many of our people died trying to stop her, and she wiped the Children of the Emperor out completely. Of course she did. I always knew she'd be their champion. With targets like hers… I'm probably not even a minor concern. All this time spent looking for her, and she probably isn't looking for me. Why would she? I'm just a cantina rat to her, a good time…
Aboard her ship, Seela sat alone in her private quarters. She had instructed her crew to not disturb her meditation. But as she sat on the floor, all she could do was weep. She mourned her fate, the loss of a chance at a life in the Republic stolen from her. The twi'lek leaned forward, her right hand clutching the fabric of her robe over her chest. It hurt her heart just to breathe, the flood of emotions going well beyond what even she could hope to contain.
Ashara sat on her bed suddenly. She was having difficulty breathing, and could feel a horrible pain in her chest. The feeling came out of nowhere, and it frightened her. With her master insistent on keeping herself sealed away from the rest of them, she had no one to turn to. As it got gradually worse, she put a hand on her chest, and tried to take deep breaths. Closing her eyes for a moment, she was overcome with sadness, and quickly opened them again. She didn't know what was going on, but something was very wrong. Electing to disobey a direct order, she hurried to Seela's private quarters, quickly entering without knocking, and closing the door behind her.
Seela looked up in surprise, hastily wiping away her tears. "Apprentice… you weren't supposed to see me like this…"
The togruta was stunned. Her skin tingled with fear as she looked upon what she considered a terrifying force sitting on the floor crying. Her mouth opened to speak, but couldn't find the words. Instead, she cautiously approached the sith lord, and sat facing her. It was difficult for her to attempt to make eye contact, instead glancing around and looking at the floor. It felt childish, but she didn't know what to say. For several minutes, she remained silent. Even when she attempted to speak, she didn't know where it was going.
"You-"
"Yes, Ashara, I have emotions too." Seela stood up, crossing her arms and facing away from her apprentice. She sounded somewhat offended, and her voice was still affected by her tears.
Ashara stood up and touched her master's shoulder. "And it's okay."
Seela wheeled back around, facing Ashara. "It is not okay, apprentice! It is never 'okay'! It isn't harmless, and it's gotten billions of idiots killed! I am above such foolishness!"
The twi'lek glared at her apprentice furiously, breathing quickly in her rage. The two locked eyes, Ashara caught like a deer in headlights. As frightened as she was, she softened when Seela's face twitched. The twi'lek tried to stifle a whine, but quickly broke down sobbing again. Taking a leap of faith, Ashara embraced the smaller twi'lek tentatively. Seela hugged her apprentice tightly, sobbing unabashedly into the girl's shoulder. Ashara spoke softly, wanting to ease her master's burden.
"No one is above emotion, Seela. I'm truly sorry that I never made it clear that you can share any burden with me. No one deserves to walk alone."
The twi'lek looked up at her apprentice. It had been a long time since she had felt so small, so weak. Her own physical frailty seemed emphasized at that moment. She leaned into her apprentice, her lips parted, and Ashara pulled back in surprise. Seela realized her mistake immediately, pulling away from Ashara and walking to the other side of the room, facing the wall.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry, that was… No, that was unacceptable. I just wanted to feel happy about something, anything."
Ashara followed her master to the other side of the room. Placing her hand on the twi'lek's arm, she turned Seela around easily with her superior physical strength, and aggressively kissed her full on the lips. Forcing her tongue into Seela's mouth, the younger girl grabbed her master's wrists, pushing the sith lord against the wall. Seela closed her eyes, letting the girl lead her as she wished. The twi'lek's wrists felt very small in Ashara's hands, making her briefly wonder if it was brought about by her master's prior slavery. She brought Seela's arms up, easily pinning both wrists in her left hand, allowing her right to wander. As the fingers trailed down Seela's neck, she gasped sharply, straining at the wrists. With physical strength alone, she had no way of ever breaking free.
The apprentice enjoyed watching her master shudder under her touch, helplessly writhing in her grasp. The soft, whining moans Seela gave off while Ashara kneaded the twi'lek's breast made the fallen jedi feel very powerful. The sharp squeal that escaped Seela's lips when Ashara's thumb brushed over her nipple, the way she tightly shut her eyes as she shook her head in mock defiance, the weak tugs she continued to attempt at her pinned wrists, every element of her behavior captivated her apprentice. It made Ashara want to remain in control like this. It spurred her on to grow ever bolder, her fingers sliding down Seela's robe and between the twi'lek's legs.
As Seela moaned loudly from Ashara's fingers touching her most sensitive area through the smooth fabric of her robe, the togruta yanked her up by the wrists, suspending her a few feet above the floor. She looked down nervously, the tips of her toes barely able to brush the floor if she stretched. Ashara grinned wickedly, gradually bunching up the robe, raising it until she could get her hand underneath. A gasp escaped Ashara as her fingers found the twi'lek's bare, slick slit. She chuckled as she stroked a single finger between her master's nether lips, making the smaller woman turn her head in embarrassment.
"Clean shaven… no panties…" Ashara breathed, "You're a very bad girl, aren't you?"
"Yes… ah!"
Ashara carefully slid two fingers inside the twi'lek, mildly afraid that she might hurt the smaller woman. Though Seela writhed and screamed at the stimulation, it wasn't out of pain. The apprentice took the opportunity, sealing her lips against her master's open mouth. Muffled squeals of pleasure attempted to escape the kiss, picking up in volume and intensity along with the speed of Ashara's fingers. Seela's eyes widened, and she trembled in the younger girl's grasp as she felt her first climax build. Her hips bucked involuntarily, the pleasure washing over her and forcing her to scream into Ashara's mouth repeatedly. Her muscles tensed, and she shuddered violently before going completely limp. Ashara finally allowed the kiss to break, pulling back a little to be able to make eye contact. Her fingers came to a stop, still inside her master.
"I want…" Ashara began softly, slowly removing her fingers.
"Oh fuck!" Seela screamed, shocked by the sudden stimulation.
Ashara brought her wet fingers to her mouth, sliding both of them all the way in before pulling them back out. "Mmm… yes…"
Seela felt the grip on her wrists tighten, and heard a creaking of metal. She looked up and saw that Ashara's hand was no longer pinning her, but the very metal of the inner wall of her quarters had been warped to bind her wrists. She gave a couple of short, grunting whines as she furrowed her brow and tugged at the metal.
"Now you really can't get away… I think you like that as much as I do. Maybe more."
"Ashara!" Seela gasped.
In lieu of responding verbally, Ashara knelt in front of the twi'lek. She lifted up her captive's robe, then put her hands against Seela's inner thighs, pushing her legs open. Craning her neck up, she let her tongue slide out, the tip touching the nubbin of Seela's clit. It prompted the twi'lek to jerk helplessly, letting out a startled moan. Ashara began to drag her tongue in a circle around the sensitive button, holding her captive as steady as she could. Though she used no special techniques, she was able to very easily make Seela moan louder and louder from the constant stimulation. Continuously struggling against the twisted metal, Seela could do nothing to resist the rising climax, which quickly wracked her body with pleasure. Her fruitless struggling amused Ashara greatly, who only stopped after Seela had gone limp again.
She stood up, letting the twi'lek dangle for a moment as she looked the smaller woman up and down. With a smirk, she reached up with both hands and pried the metal away, freeing Seela's wrists. The twi'lek dropped to her feet, rubbing her wrists a little, as she watched Ashara walk over to the bed in the corner of the room. The togruta climbed into bed and laid on her back. She arched to begin removing her pants, then lifted her legs to remove them completely, her panties coming off in the same motion. Splaying her legs suggestively, she beckoned Seela over with a curled finger.
The sith lord smirked, and let her arms fall to her sides. She walked over to her apprentice as requested, and crawled up between the girl's legs. Lowering her head, she kissed Ashara's nether lips, letting her tongue slide out and slither between them. Ashara immediately screamed, gripping the bed sheets and arching her back. Slowly at first, Seela began to work her magic. Her tongue went up and down the length of the girl's slit. Though she was already wet, the licking seemed to almost immediately make it worse. Ashara writhed and moaned loudly, barely able to withstand the intensity of the new experience. When Seela began to focus on her clit, she was barely able to form a coherent thought. With a sudden scream, the apprentice came, surprising even herself with the unexpected climax.
Flopping back onto the bed, her chest heaved as she looked down at Seela, who had neither slowed nor stopped. The orgasm had left her more sensitive, and she wanted to tell her master to stop, but she couldn't make herself form the words. Her body had decided what it wanted, and what Ashara would get, whether she wanted it or not. Seela's tongue picked up speed gradually, eventually fluttering back and forth across the other girl's clit. Ashara's breathless, whining moans filled the room. Putting both hands on the back of Seela's head, she pressed the twi'lek's face into her wetness, calling her master's name as she came again. This time, her lungs ached, as though she had been holding her breath. She had trouble breathing normally, and pushed herself away from Seela. The twi'lek looked up with a smile, and crawled over her apprentice, laying on top of her and kissing her deeply.
"Well done, apprentice," Seela teased softly, "You're becoming quite the sith."
"What…" Ashara panted, "I don't-"
"You don't use your power to take what you want? Oh, but I think you do."
"You wanted it."
"I did. And you delivered quite masterfully. It's like you said - they teach just about everything at the academy, don't they?"
Ashara shook her head, "N-Not that! The masters discourage it."
"Oh, but I'm sure a planet full of young, horny jedi can find some way to get around that, can't they?"
"A lot of us did, but… I was afraid of what might happen if I was caught. I've always wanted to…"
Ashara looked away in embarrassment, making Seela giggle. "What a waste, to keep someone as wonderful as you pent up like that. But don't you dare tell anyone you bound me to a wall. I have a reputation, you know. Oh, and in the future? Do try not to warp the structural integrity of our ship. We need it in one piece."
The apprentice looked up at her master with a grin, barely managing not to laugh.
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