Epilogue

A while later…

After a flurry of lightsaber blades the fighting paused and Ahsoka allowed herself a few moments rest. The latest Inquisitior was a fiery Pantoran, but like most of the Inquisitorius she had basic training. Ahsoka hadn’t used half her talent and her foe was already gasping for breath.

“You’re defeated, surrender and tell me the location of the droid facility I’m looking for.” Ahsoka demanded.

“You’re not the first to think I’m defeated.” The Fourteenth Sister hissed. “Just a few rotations ago a couple of Mandalorian warriors were as confident as you were now. I enjoyed looting their corpses, they had such a lovely collection of holo-images.”

Ahsoka grimaced, she knew where this was going.

“Will you surrender to me Mistress Tano if I offer to spank you afterwards as punishment?”

The Inquisitor had thought about laughing for a second. When the second had passed she was vaguely aware that the mountain in the distance behind her was now pressed firmly against her face.

Ahsoka saw the impact and lowered her arm and began the long walk to where the **** had flung her opponent. She’d be getting the information the hard way.

-

A while later…

Sabine pulled her face out of the sink and wiped away the water, feeling cleaner after another difficult but successful mission.

“Good work today Sabine.” Ahsoka said entering the room. “You’re as strong as any Mandalorian warrior I’ve worked with.”

“That’s some company, even Bo Katan?” Sabine asked.

“Well, you’re certainly getting there.”

“She really admired you.”

Ahsoka just nodded and hoped the conversation ended there.

“As a child my Mother would meet with her and bring me along. One the first great pieces of art I remember loving was in her home. It was of you.”

“O-of me?”

Ahsoka hadn’t meant to allow this conversation to continue but the words slipped out as emotions bubbled within her.

“Well, uh, yeah, there was some artistic license I guess. The poses you were in, and your appearance, I think it was meant to represent how you never hid, never hid anything of yourself I mean, gave it all for the Republic, even if took everything, and I guess to represent you’d given everything she painted you…”

“I can imagine.” Ahsoka interrupted.

“I mean it wasn’t exactly a public piece.” Sabine explained. “I snuck into her room, I guess it wasn’t meant to be seen by everyone. It was so well painted, I never realised the Togruta were different shades of colours undern…”

“We can just end the conversation here.”

Ahsoka quickly left the room to return to her quarters to think on the companion the war had kept her apart from.

-

A while later…

“That’s the codes we need, you should be able to pass into Corsin with no issue now.” Cassian explained to Ahsoka.

The computer beeped as Andor sent the codes to Ahsoka’s ship, equipping it for the next mission. Tano looked at the translucent blue hologram on her console and smiled at the rough looking rebel.

“Didn’t expect the Hutts to be so happy to help, but I won’t complain.” Ahsoka replied.

The latest mission against the Empire had been difficult and Ahsoka didn’t want to admit it, but she was **** when she decided to send an ally to contact Jabba for assistance. But today the **** had been with them.

“Yeah, when we met I thought I’d need to offer a lot, but they gave the codes for free.” Andor mused.

Ahsoka couldn’t contain her surprise.

“Wait? Free? Really?”

“Yeah, it was strange, when I mentioned you they said you’d given them so much pleasure it only seemed fair payment… his language is difficult and he was eating but he said something about holo-tapes they use in the palace.”

Ahsoka turned off the comm link and hologram Andor disappeared.

“A wins a win, a wins a win, a wins a win.” she muttered.

-

A while later…

“Ahsoka Tano! Bo Katan sent me! We need to talk!”

The Mandalorian’s words **** Ahsoka to stop. Despite her mission, right now wasn’t a battle.

“I hope it’s about him.” Ahsoka said, noticing the familiar baby creature behind them.

As they prepared for a further conversation about the child, Ahsoka couldn’t help but hear an adult Mandalorian’s voice, a voice even naming Bo, and remember the most emotionally intense experience of her life, and all the feelings that came with it.

When Ahsoka sat down she suppressed a yelp of pain, as if her arse were sore all over again, like it had happened only moments ago, like the **** of the jiggle was at work on her buttocks all over again.

As the Mandalorian patrolled a distance away and the child seemed distracted by something else in the forest, Ahsoka discreetly placed her hand on her backside and rubbed away the tingling. She sighed with relief as it passed. Then sighed again in disappointment.

“It’s been a long war.” she said.

-

A while later…

“Congratulations Your Majesty. I hear Mandalore has a new ruler.” Ahsoka said.

Bo Katan appeared in hologram form on the console of Ahsoka’s ship.

“Thank you Ahsoka, it’s been a difficult journey, but I’m where I should be now.” Bo-Katan said.

“I’d like to visit and congratulate you in person.”

“Of course.”

“But please know I remember the conditions of my last visit, I’ll prepare myself appropriately.”

The mood of the call changed and Bo’s eyebrows raised.

“Well, I’m currently staying at a smaller castle alone, you don’t have to…”

“No, I think your terms were fair. Besides, I have no gift for the new ruler, all I can offer you is myself as a work of art.”

Ahsoka took a step away from the flight controls so the holo-recorder could show her full form to Bo. Her silky orange skin was without a shred of clothing to cover her voluptuous tits. A slow twirl made sure Bo got a sight of her ass and vagina, jiggling slightly from the rotation, causing the holographic image to shake.

“Well if you insist.” Bo conceded. “I have no Vault anymore, but I’m sure I’ll find something in the dungeon to keep you secure.”

“So long as you find a way to keep my arse cheeks warm on the long night ahead.”

“You know, upon further research it’s been said the Mythosaur actually burned for 26 rotations.”

-

A short time later…

“I’d like it if you stayed longer.” Bo Katan whispered.

The red-head pulled Ahsoka tighter into her embrace as if it could **** her to stay in bed with her. As she became closer Bo lowered her face into the breasts of her companion and let her tongue play with the nipples.

“I have to go. We’ve located a temple on Arcana, we believe it was built by the witches of Dathomir and holds informa…”

Ahsoka’s explanation was cut off as Katan once again found another sensitive spot as her tongue explored her tits and her hands worked their way around her body, one settling on her left cheek and gently massaging it in circles.

“I can’t believe my people spent so long fighting the Jedi when all we needed to do to have them submit was this.” Bo chuckled.

Ahsoka chuckled back and Bo quietly rolled the former Jedi onto her front and lifted her by the waist so she was on her hands and knees in doggy position.

“Well, maybe I can stay a little longer.” Ahsoka said.

The End…