Chapter 405 - My SI Stash #5 - Isekaid to Star Wars by Chastity (Star Wars) (2/2)

It didn't really matter to me, or to Ipresi, though. We were on the lower levels of Coruscant. The war didn't affect us at all.

My powers had improved over the past year of training, of course. I could heal myself, though I didn't think I was quite to the level of regrowing lost limbs or organs (not that I was testing). I could make myself numb to pain indefinitely, or temporarily for others; I could even electrically shock other people, like a taser or an electric eel. My telepathy could now sense where other sapient minds were around me, which was really useful for bounty hunting.

My other abilities had more straightforward boosts: larger flames with pyromancy, and the ability to temporarily and safely set myself on fire. The ability to throw human-sized objects in any direction, or to precisely move smaller objects. My daemonology mostly just expanded what kinds of ”magic items” I could make, but it was still all things I could do with the other skills. I could, at least, make a ward - an object that created an invisible field that would (in theory) send me a mental alarm if somebody who wished to harm me crossed it.

I was still working to figure out how to ward myself against mind reading and the like. I didn't expect to run into any jedi in the Coruscant undercity, but I didn't want to take the chance, especially since I might attract their attention with my weird powers. I figured I could finish it in an hour or so.

I was drinking some (very definitely clean) water with my meal, when Ipseri strode into the living room. I knew the sound of her movements by heart, so I gave her a casual glance up, and nearly started choking on my water when I saw her - she was wearing nothing but a towel, which barely covered her. Her parents must have had fantastic genes, because her choice of outfit was really showing off her body, a curvy figure with full b_r_e_a_s_ts that was still only in the process of growing. After coughing for a moment and desperately trying to recover, I managed to swallow the water in my throat.

”Can I borrow some of your clothes to wear?” She asked, idly toying with the tip of one of her lekku as she stared ot me. ”I forgot that I didn't have any clean ones before I got into the shower.” She sounded a bit plastic and affected as she spoke, but I was immediately distracted as she shifted her weight to one side, causing her towel to ride up, almost but not quite revealing her s_e_x to my vision.

I hurriedly turned my attention away from her, back to the holoprojector screen. She was only sixteen, even if she was very m_a_t_u_r_e and beautiful, it would be completely inappropriate. I stilled my whole body, hiding the tension I felt, and spoke. ”Yes, that's fine,” I told her.

”Ah, great. Thanks.” She didn't leave, though, instead stepping a bit closer, leaning forward to get a better view of what I was watching on the holoprojector. I just kept my eyes forward, only aware of her movements in my peripheral vision. After a few seconds, she seemed satisfied with what she'd seen and left me alone, heading back out of the living room.

I let out a long sigh of relief. This was not an isolated occurrence, but part of a sustained pattern. As she had become more comfortable with me, as the pair had gotten closer, she had also wound up being more comfortable being in various states of increasing undress near me. I understood that twi'leks were the s_e_xy strippers of the Star Wars galaxy, but I really had to wonder what sort of decency norms they had, given how she'd seem to wander around the house half-n_a_k_e_d given a quarter of a chance.

Just a few days prior, I'd come home to find the door to the shared bathroom open, and Ipresi in the shower, bathing. The door to the shower was completely transparent, so I wound up seeing her completely n_a_k_e_d, and I just froze for a long few seconds. She hadn't seemed to notice me doing that, at least, which I counted myself as incredibly fortunate about. The entire situation seemed to be one of perpetual danger.

When I finished my meal, Ipresi came back into the living room. She was wearing her personal armor, a sort of body suit with several built-in armor panels - it was something we'd bought with the money we'd earned. She let out a gentle laugh. ”Sorry. I totally forgot I had this still clean,” she said, pinching at some of the material around her midsection. The bodysuit part was itself pretty tough and stab resistant, something I tried to think about instead of her taut stomach. ”Are you ready to go get info on our next bounty?”

”Ah, let me go get my own armor,” I told her. Mine was much heavier, perhaps born of the paranoia that getting randomly killed by a surprise truck caused. It could even take a blaster bolt or two head on.

* * *

Our contacts for our bounty hunting work were a married couple that owned a strip club/bar/brothel. Roshura was a cathar woman was the manager of the place and dealt with the public and all the employees. Her husband - Cantillo, a human - handled the money and behind the scene logistics. Ipresi and I had a friendly relationship with the couple, rather than a purely professional one.

It was a pretty large, popular, and well-kept place, at least for the area. It was dimly lit, with electronic music constantly filling the place. There were a few holoscreens playing sports or news programs, and there were even more barely clothed or completely n_a_k_e_d dancers, all showing off for the clientele. Most of them were twi'leks, though there were a few other species sprinkled in for good measure.

There were a good number of very scantily clad waitresses wandering around as well, distinguished from the dancers by the fact that their skimpy uniforms were done all in red. In the quieter corners of the place, some people nursed their drinks and had quiet meetings about more questionable matters that they didn't want to have listened in on.

We made our way to the back room, which was good for even quieter meetings about even more questionable matters; as we made our way, I was pretty sure I spotted a guy getting a blowjob from a twi'lek, just leaning back and enjoying himself.

Even though we had been here plenty, it still felt strange. It was so open about s_e_x and s_e_x_u_a_lity, having such a fundamentally seedy and questionable character, as if daring you to take notice of all its flaws and actually speak up, actually try to do something. It felt dangerous because of that, even though I knew by this point that I was an incredibly dangerous person now.

We arrived at the door where our meeting with our benefactors was scheduled to take place, taking our weapons off and putting them on the table in full view of the pair of armed guards. Since we came by so often, we were recognized, getting waved inside quickly.

It was Roshura's office, with her dress quite sleek and professional, looking somewhat out of place in the seedy bar. ”It's good to see you, Ipresi, Sav,” she said, warmth in her voice as she tilted her head gently to one side. ”I hope you're both well, because I have a job you might like.”

Ipresi made a small hum, a slight lifting of one hand. Roshura glanced her way, curious, gesturing for her to speak. ”Can Sav handle this? I'd like to talk to the girls.” The girls being the dancers and waitresses. I worried that they might be a bad influence on her.

”Go ahead,” Roshura said, waving her off.

”Thank you,” Ipresi said, with a small bow of the head; I sat down in front of Roshura while she went off on her own.

* * *

Ipresi wasn't terribly frustrated - Sav's most recent failure to actually do anything had been this morning, after all - but she did feel just that tinge of irritation, as she made her way to the employee's lounge. She had worked so hard to seduce him, but it hadn't done anything. She didn't have any romantic experience to draw on, but showing off so much skin, rubbing all over him, that should have shown she was interested, right? She gave him plenty of hints, even arranged for him to catch her in the shower, but he still hadn't made a move on her.

Was it just that he didn't like nonhumans? No, she'd seen him checking her - or some of the dancers here - out in the past. He always tried to hide it for whatever reason, but he wasn't that good at it.

”Oh, hello, Ipresi!” One of the girls said, giving her a little wave, provoking a chorus of happy greetings in her direction.

She took a seat on the couch, sinking her a_s_s into it and letting out a long sigh. The girls gave her a moment of quiet - well, of not talking to her, at least - to gather her thoughts, and then she spoke up. ”Can you give me some advice? I need help with Sav.”

She might as well have been throwing laytnip to a bunch of layt rats, with all the girls immediately gathering around her with big, eager eyes, ready to feast on whatever drama they could manage to wring out of this. ”What do you need?” One asked, with bated breath.

”I've been trying to get Sav to take me as his girl,” she explained, ”but he just hasn't done it at all... and I have no experience at all with it.” She went on, explaining what she'd done so far, and all the girls listened on in sympathy, nodding along with her explanations and making the occasional gasp of disbelief or groan of disappointment.

”Guys are dumb about that kind of thing. You have to be more blunt about it.”

”Yeah. I had this sister, she worked with a guy, she was giving him hints for months, and none of them got through his thick skull. Finally she just ambushed him in a storage room and f_u_c_k_e_d his brains out, and they've been together ever since.”

”I think Sav is probably too nice, and doesn't want to mess things up with your partnership. After all, if a guy hits on a girl and she's not interested, it can make things really awkward.”

”Oh! Back on the upper levels, I remember... well, Sav being from the upper levels might be part of the problem.” Vomsa had worked on the upper levels for a brief while, before winding up coming back down.

”Why?”

”Well...” Vomsa took a moment to think of how to phrase it, ”guys on the upper levels, a lot of them aren't willing to date girls as young as Ipresi.”

”What, so she has to wait years to have s_e_x? That's ridiculous!”

Vomsa just shrugged. ”It's the custom and law up there. He's probably still thinking that way, and it's holding you both back from happiness now. Plus what everybody else said,” she added.

Ipresi just nodded, thinking over what they'd said. What should she do? ”What do you think I should do?” At that, every mouth curled into a smile, a few giggles escaping the crowd, and one of the older dancers - a twi'lek in her late twenties - sidled up next to her on the couch, leaning into her hearing cone.

”This is what you should do,” she said, before starting to whisper. Ipresi felt her cheeks start to glow.

* * *

The latest bounty mission was finally over and done with, and I was happy to peel my way out of my armor back at base. The guy had stolen from the wrong person, wound up with a price on his head, and we'd blown a hole in his wall to catch him while he slept. Ipresi had shot him about a half-dozen times with stun bolts.

It had seemed like overkill to me, but she insisted, and claimed it was much more fun. To me, it was more uneventful and dull, but hey, it put credits in our pockets. The more we had, the closer we'd get to getting on a decent ship and leaving the planet. Coruscant might become the capital of a new Galactic Empire, ruled by Sith, and I didn't want to be anywhere near it when that happened. We could keep being bounty hunters in the outer rim somewhere.

”I'll take the shower first,” I told Ipresi, and she just hummed and smiled.

I had the preternatural worry that something strange might happen, so I made sure to lock the bathroom door before I got in the shower. She didn't actually try to open it, though, so I concluded it had been a false alarm and I was just being crazy and paranoid.

* * *

That night, I had an intensely e_r_o_t_i_c dream about a twi'lek woman, all voluptuous curves and deep blue skin, her body pressing against mine as she hummed and ground against me, love in her eyes, lekku brushing against my b_a_r_e skin. Her voice was soft, calling me darling and sweetheart, her hands gently holding me, her lips repeatedly kissing me - whether on my own lips, or my neck, or anywhere else - as we made love.

Much to my chagrin, I woke up in the middle of it, my eyes fluttering open to reveal a blank ceiling. It took me a few seconds to realize the p_l_e_a_s_u_r_e was continuing, even intensifying. I tossed aside my blanket to find that I was n_a_k_e_d - I'd gone to sleep in my u_n_d_e_r_w_e_a_r - and there was Ipresi, her pretty blue lips wrapped around my d_i_c_k. There was a twinkling in her eyes as she noisily slurped on my d_i_c_k, her blue fingers l_e_w_dly contrasting my pale skin as she pumped her hand up and down the part of my c_o_c_k that wasn't in her mouth. Her gaze seemed to say, 'please come for me,' and 'I'm glad you can see me,' and I had just a few seconds to be shocked at what was going on before I came right into her mouth.

I could only grunt and pant in response to the sensations, breathing heavily through my nose, my fingers clenching some of the sheet. When I finished coming, she popped up off my c_o_c_k, kneeling on the bed and swilling my c_u_m on her tongue for a moment before she swallowed. She was n_a_k_e_d, her full b_r_e_a_s_ts exposed to open air, dark blue a_r_e_o_l_ae and perky n_i_p_p_l_es. ”Human c_u_m really does taste great, the girls were right, and I'm soooo glad,” Ipresi said, leaning forward as she spoke, staring down into my eyes, her lekku teasing and brushing at my shoulders and c_h_e_s_t.

”What- what are you doing?” I sputtered out, my brain still restarting.

”I'm showing you how much I like you. How much I want you.” Her voice was breathy, husky, carrying so much l_u_s_t and d_e_s_i_r_e in it. ”I wanted to be your girl for a while now, but you never responded... so I'm trying the direct approach.” She smiled. ”It's fun. I should have done this a while ago.”

I managed to control my libido just enough to speak up. ”Wait, wait. This is wrong.”

”Why?” She asked, tilting her head, giving me the biggest puppy dog eyes I'd ever seen. ”We like each other, we trust each other, and I've seen how you look at me.” She leaned down, booping her nose against mine for a moment, before pulling back. ”I want you too, want you to see me,” she explained, shifting her body so she was back on her b_u_t_t, spreading her legs, revealing her pink s_e_x that glistened with arousal as she looked down at me. One of her fingers slipped inside her s_e_x, thrusting in and out with gentle motions as she stared me down.

I controlled myself, looking away. ”We can't, you're too young for me.”

She narrowed her eyes. ”Is this because of that stupid surface age thing?” I had no idea what she was talking about, but she just kept going. ”That's stupid. It's not how it works down here.”

”I really can't,” I said.

She got even more annoyed at that, then shifted her weight forward, grabbing my d_i_c_k in her hand, a new smile appearing on her face, something smug and full of herself as her fingers started to stroke my length. ”You could stop me any time, you're way stronger than me,” she said, her voice husky as she leaned forward again.

”I don't want to hurt you.”

”We both know you could do it without hurting me,” she continued, positioning herself so that she was kneeling in just the right position for the tip of my c_o_c_k to point directly at her cunt. I reached up to grab her h_i_p_s, stopping her from taking me inside her, but my willpower to resist was being ground down by all this. I couldn't formulate a counterargument at the moment, only hold to my actions so far. She just smiled, seeing me hesitate. ”I'm a v_i_r_g_i_n,” she told me. ”I don't want to be any more. I want to lose it with you.” My fingers dug into her h_i_p_s, whether out of denial or carnal d_e_s_i_r_es, I could no longer say. ”I want you to f_u_c_k me. I want to feel that thick old c_o_c_k shove its way inside me, I want to feel like I'm being split in two and made a woman.” Her words were breathless, her eyes manic, and my self control was dwindling rapidly. My c_o_c_k twitched as she spoke. ”Let it happen, Sav. I promise to make it good for you, I want it so badly... just relax and let it happen.”

She began to push down against my grip, and I could feel my strength sapped by everything, my resistance declining to nil as her pink s_e_x soon wrapped around my d_i_c_k. She let out a soft sigh, a smug smile on her lips as she descended, but it was soon replaced by a wild-eyed look of raw p_l_e_a_s_u_r_e, hot pants escaping her throat as she gripped me tight with her cunt. Her fingers trailed across my b_a_r_e c_h_e_s_t, her lips parting as she began to wriggle and squirm atop me, grinding herself against me, not even properly f_u_c_k_i_n_g me just yet, more focused on enjoying herself in the moment.

At first, I let her. It did feel really nice, and I hadn't had s_e_x even once since showing up in this world. The way her whole body writhed and wriggled atop me, back arching to show off her full b_r_e_a_s_ts, lekku bouncing and twisting around her body like long hair, was intensely e_r_o_t_i_c. Her eyes would roll up in p_l_e_a_s_u_r_e, then turn back down to me with raw d_e_s_i_r_e written in them, a glow that demanded more and harder, that said s_e_x was absolutely necessary and that she absolutely had to have it with me, specifically.

She eventually began to properly f_u_c_k me, rather than just wiggling around atop me. Her h_i_p_s rose and fell, sliding up and down my length, her c_u_n_t dripping wet all over my c_o_c_k as she panted. Her t_i_t_s jiggled and bounced with each thrust, her lekku flying this way and that. Her lips were parted, drool occasionally slapshing out of her mouth and splattering down onto my c_h_e_s_t.

I was an entirely passive participant then, my hands only beginning to slowly slide up her t_h_i_g_hs after she'd come for the second or third time atop me. I groped and squeezed her a_s_s cheeks, feeling her up as she rode me, and she just squirmed and panted in reply, clearly enjoying my touch.

My conscience regarding such matters faded, with her so delightedly bouncing on my d_i_c_k, going cross-eyed here and there as she rode me. I began to simply enjoy myself, to relish the feeling of her tight young twi'lek p_u_s_s_y on my c_o_c_k, to close my eyes and just drink in the sensations as she came numerous times atop me like that.

It was when she began to slow, panting and losing her pace, that it all finally erupted. My hands went to her h_i_p_s, not to control her pace or feel her up, but to twist her around so she lay on her back. She squeaked and then giggled, smiling up at me as I began to ram myself in and out of her with furious force, making her whole body bounce on my c_o_c_k.

”Yes, yes! F_u_c_k me, make me your woman, Sav! I love your big hard human c_o_c_k, use it to f_u_c_k me, split me in two!” She squealed as an o_r_g_a_s_m forcefully ran through her body, her back arching as she squirmed and jerked beneath me, eyes peeling back, lekku dangling about as sweat began to coat her blue skin, making her shine in the dim light of the bedroom. Her s_e_x squeezing taut around my d_i_c_k felt fantastic, and for a long moment, I simply held myself inside her, enjoying that tight c_a_r_e_s_s, that firm massage.

The moment she was done, though, I was back at it, the mattress noisily bouncing with each progressive thrust, her body sliding along it as she panted and took it, occasionally offering some l_e_w_d line of her own, proudly declaring how happy she was to get f_u_c_k_e_d, how much she wanted to be my woman, so on, and so forth. I just held her by the t_h_i_g_hs and ploughed her right into the bed, letting her brain completely melt from the s_e_x as I made her come over, and over, losing myself completely in the moment.

I don't know how long it took me to come inside her, but once I had, I pretty much immediately collapsed next to her, desperately panting, and pretty much just fell asleep.

* * *

I woke up maybe half an hour later with Ipresi's n_a_k_e_d body plastered to my side, a giddy smile on her lips as she gently ground herself against me. She looked pleased as could be with what had happened, and her presence reinforced that it hadn't simply been a wet dream. I leaned my head back, resting on the pillow and staring at the ceiling. ”Ugh. Maybe I should get a black and orange mask and learn to fight with swords,” I muttered to myself.

Ipresi's brow furrowed. ”Swords might make sense, since jedi use weird magic too. I don't see what advantage the mask would give you, though?”

”Never mind,” I said, shaking my head. ”Just a dumb reference.” She nodded. I'd made a few references to things she obviously didn't get over my time here, so it wasn't particularly shocking to her. ”We should talk about things tomorrow morning.”

Ipresi ground her body against me, her slick s_e_x rubbing against my t_h_i_g_h as she wore a big smile. ”I'm sure we'll talk plenty. I can't wait to talk with you some more. Talking is so much fun, isn't it?” Her voice was playful and coy. I just let out a long sigh and closed my eyes. I'd deal with it in the morning.