65 Portview Press (1/2)
The blast doors began to close on their own, without authorization of the terminals beside the doors or the command console of the bridge. Droids manning the navigation and communication terminals however, didn't seem at all phased by this.
Even though Valad had recruited several officers from the other star destroyers, for the time being he was keeping droids on the Imperious Command Bridge. The very reason, was because he didn't want his officers distracted by scenes such as this.
Maddie squirmed at his touch, tracing her spine as she pressed on. Suddenly she gasped out loud, the coldness which had appeared behind her, she found herself suddenly suspended from the ground, her back arching against the cold viewport. Her eyes came into focus as she took in her surroundings. They had moved a few meters in an unrealistic amount of time, without even the feeling of flight and motion.
Her sight was taken back by Valad as his hands grasped at her hips, tucking their tips into her trousers. She was feeling ecstatic, full of energy. While she was wondering how she had moved to this point, she completely dismissed the mental inquiry.
Maddie's thighs kept her legs suspended around Valad's waist, keeping them tightly pressed around him like a crab's claw.
Valad began to brush his chin against her neck, having broken from the kiss. Gently taking in her scent as he pulled her lower half closer to his. ”Been a while?” He asked quietly with a clever tone, pressuring her pants down along her legs.
Maddie didn't answer, she didn't think one was warranted, instead she continued to grasp as his head. Moving it about, ruffling his hair in the process. The way she was looking at him, anyone could confuse it between lust and the predator stalking its prey.
His eyes gazed over every bit and piece of her as he moved to take in everything. when her pants moved down to her thighs, he could see that the tribal dark sided tattoos littered almost every portion of her golden skin.
He could only imagine the amount of pain she had gone through when these had been applied. He shivered at the thought as he passionately pressed his lips against hers.
Maddie's arms slowly lowered, her hands reaching his neck and then onto his shoulders. Her legs began to move up and down, manipulating his own pants with the force of her moments. She was pushing them down as she growled into the kiss.
Moving her own weight against him, she was able to get him to walk back several steps until flopped right into one of the control pits. They laid there in the center of the trench, Valad coughing slightly, but was able to save his breath using the force to cushion the fall.
He stared up at her as she animalistically glared down at him as she bit her lower lip. Her sharp fang-like canines at the forefront with her for front teeth.
She shifted on top of him before suddenly finding herself on her back in a blur of motion. He was on top of her, his hands pressing down on her shoulders. She was completely pinned, her deviant eyes almsot became sublime, shining gloriously.
Maddie could only watch as he began to peel her pants clear off her legs, tossing them over his shoulder and onto the head of a nearby droid.
The droid immediately reacted by taking the article of clothing off of its head and giving it a glance before dropping it to the ground. ”Have I been promoted to Laundry Hamper today?” The droid sounded rather sarcastic, not even looking at the pair as it went back to work.
The Couple looked over at the droid for a moment with brows raised at its reaction. ”Yes, yes you have.” They said in unison, both of them wearing smug expressions over their lips.
”Roger, roger.” The response while immediate, almost sounded as if the droid sighed in annoyance, but it couldn't sigh as it had no lungs.
Valad who remained on top of Maddie, proceeded to undo his own trousers and pushing them down just enough to reveal a head poking out of his boxer briefs.
Grinning slightly seeing the peach-like head peering out to greet her, Maddie shoved the Emperor onto his back and climbed on top of him; essentially laying on his chest with her legs spread around his head.
She husked his length from its polyester prison, nipping at its head teasingly, causing one of Valad's leg to twitch. She quickly reached over with one arm and suppressed his leg with her elbow. ”Mmmm...”
”H-hey... No biting!” Valad couldn't help but laugh nervously, only to wince as she did it again. ”I said, stahp!” He growled as he'd sit up, lifting her lower body in the air as he grasped her waist in his arms.
Maddie immediately found the entire length popping out and almost going into her eye. She squinted her sights on it as it poked against her brow. In turn she wrapped her thighs around his head and held his face deep between her legs.
His muffled speech made her groan, feeling someone's breath invade her alien body. She couldn't help but shutter. Unlike her previous life, this body was much more sensitive, naive to the feeling.
She'd proceed to lick the stick of flesh which pulsated against her lips, before taking it into her mouth. As one hand kept her situated, balanced as it rested on the floor, her other hand grasped the hilt. Keeping it pointed up as she effortlessly bobbed her head up and down.
Trying to free his face, Valad pushed her body downward. He immediately released a pleasured moan, feeling the entire warmth of her mouth and the edge of her throat. Her tongue moved around him, embraced him.
As she began to gag faintly on the length, he would then slowly level her position, laying on his back so she had more control. Using his fingers, he'd tuck her panties aside, caressing her lady parts roughly. She was already tender, with a red-gold flush. Her vulva seemed to be outlined with dark black thorny tattoos. She had been entirely shaved bald down there, yet completely untouched.
The Rakata only saw their slaves as either food, fighters and gladiators. The warrior slaves known as the Force Hounds were no different. If they lost their usefulness, they were typically devoured by their masters.