64 Knights of the Order (2/2)

They weren't wearing sticks and foliage as parts of their dresses, instead they seemed to wear something akin to the ones of Naboo. Since his absence it seemed that she was doing rather well, and trade was prospering.

A Jedi Advisor seemed to be present, even though the planet itself was no part of the Republic. The advisor however was none other than Qui-Gon Jin, again one of his favorite characters within the lore of Star Wars.

Valad could only help but titter to himself as Jin started to look around, feeling that he was being watched by an 'unknown' entity. Every turn of his head and strong thought, had a dignified look to it which was rather appealing and admired.

That's when he would feel a pressure on his lap and he opened his eyes in time to feel Maddie's thighs pressing against his sides. His eyes narrowed at the golden hues a few centimeters away from his own eyes. ”Um... Hey there?” Valad creased his brow and traced her facial features to her lips, swallowing the building up of saliva in his mouth.

”Hmhm~” Maddie appeared to chuckle with her mouth closed, her throat vibrating with the sensation. She moved her hips and upper body slightly, observing him closely, like a charmed cobra watching the flute player as if it was about to strike. With her glistening golden eyes, she actually looked like a dangerous beast, it was seductively unsettling.

”You let your guard down,” She hissed quietly in his ear as she leaned into him, ”Grandmaster~” She grazed her sharpened canines against his jaw, leaving a slight trail of saliva trail in the process.

Valad simply smiled quietly in response, laughing inwardly as he opened the companion function and opened her tab as she was listed amongst his companions. Using the system to unequip her shirt, her torso suddenly became bare with the exception of the tube-top bra. ”So did you,” his hands moved from the arms of the chair and gently traced up Maddie's back.

She was already in shock with the sudden disappearance of her tunic, she shuddered at the feeling of his touching. In her previous life, her lower spine was her sweet spot, as it was in this life as well. Her upper body collapsed on top of him as she rested the side of her head on his shoulder.

”You're a dick...” She murmured as she let out a heavy exhale on his shielded collar.

Shrugging lightly, he grinned a bit. ”Sorry, It's genetic.” That was generally always his excuse whenever someone claimed he was a dick. He blamed it on his parents, mainly his father.

She pursed her lips slightly hearing his response and let out a sigh, ”I suppose you're right.” She walked her fingers up his side, traced over his shoulder and up his neck. As soon as she brushed her fingers behind Valad's ear, he shuttered just as she did before.

”So, now that you're a Grandmaster, what does that make me?” Maddie asked, playfully and purposely, drooling on his black tunic as he was having her shirtless on his lap.

Clucking his tongue, Valad thought about how he wanted the Order to be arranged. ”You will be my Knight-Commander, a member of my personal Council of Knights. Just like Vaylin, Fay and Riané...”

He had a general idea how he wanted everything. The lowest to highest ranks were Initiates, Disciples, Knights, Seated Knights and then Knight-Commanders. Seated Knights were equivalent to that of Jedi Masters. Knight Commanders were equivalent to Jedi Masters on the Jedi Council. It was only logical that Disciples were considered Padawans and Knights were like Jedi Knights.

The Knight-Commanders acted as the Emperor's primary support enforcers and bodyguards, it is supposed to be considered a great honor to serve as such. When a Grand Vizier is to be installed in the Government, it will be the Knight Commanders and the Emperor who outrank them. Much like how Darth Vader and Palpatine stood above the Head of Government.

As he thought about this, his mind thought over towards the structural pack where he had been given an Advisory Council Voucher. He had a few ideas of what he would like to go with.

There were a few prospective individuals he could gather around him. Leonia Tavira was one of them, one of the youngest and most ambitious Imperial Moffs during the time of the Galactic Civil War. Though he'd have to install contingencies against her taking too many opportunities.

He wouldn't mind her companionship, she be exactly his age too. However at the same time, he began to believe that in itself could be an advantage for her. Shaking his head, his eyes narrowed on Maddie who was watching him think, blowing on his chin with pursed lips.

”Stop. Spacing. Out.” Leaning up, she would gently nip his lower lip, grinning deviously at him.

Licking his lower lip slightly afterward, he chuckled to himself. ”Are you planning on devouring me?” He asked with a teasing tone, pecking her lightly on her upper lip.

Giggling she rolled her eyes, ”Do I look like a Rakatan Cannibal?” Her hands rested up and grasped the sides of his head. Her lower body sinking into his waist as she pressed her lips against his. Biting at his lower lip, tugging on it softly.

Valad couldn't help but return the favor passionately returning the kiss.

Rin Gan who was about to enter the bridge paused as she was turning a corner, and watched the two of them. Her eyes traced their movement, a tingling sensation in her chest erupted. She swallowed shallowly, her interests were peaked.

She had never seen this before, all she had ever done is study under the orders of her mother and the tutelage of her tutor Gris. Public displays of affection had never met her eyes, only in holovids, and it was a rarity that she'd see those.

She had no father to match her mother, so she wasn't used to seeing things.

Grasping at her wrist nervously, she pressed her side up against the frame of the blast door. His hazel eyes silently took in the scene.

Each move Maddie made was charming and seductive, compelled Valad the newly proclaimed Emperor to move with her. Rin's body moved to imitate her slightly, her imagination allowing her to dream with her eyes open. Her grip on her wrist tightened a bit, embarrassed that she found herself moving in such a way, and bit her lower lip curiously.

Slowly she shrunk away from the bridge in thought, why'd she feel this way? Why'd she imagine herself on top of him in Maddie's place? She shivered, licked her lips. Her eyes traced the spotless reflective floor at her feet.