FTL Chapter 8

“That’s it,” Karso says. The Celestial City’s biggest crime lord is an unassuming human. There’s little about him that stands out. He’s pale, like many humans. He’s nestled comfortably on a bed of pillows with two white and amber striped Togrutas on top of him. One of them industriously sucks his cock, her hips swaying to the music playing from the sound system.

The other is on her hands and knees with her hindquarters pointed at Karso, within easy reach. He places one hand on the head of the Togruta sucking him off and uses the other to operate the toy that he’s gently pressing into her anus. She gasps and clenches as it enters her.

“Mmm,” he groans, caressing the Togruta’s smooth buttock, then giving the firm flesh a pat. “How’s that?”

She looks over her shoulder at him coyly and shakes her hips, crawling around to kiss him. Karso not so subtly steers them both, drawing the second Togruta onto the pillows and bringing them together.

They realize what he’s doing and stop when their faces are an inch away. Both Togrutas turn to look at him.

“Like,” one of them says.

“You know we’re sisters, right?”

Karso raises an eyebrow. He’s had a few drinks.

“You do look alike,” he admits. They are identical.

“You want me to kiss my sister? That’ll cost you extra,” the one on the left says.

“Nice grift,” Karso replies, smiling. “Done.”

The sisters smile at each other. Karso wants to laugh, but he also gets some motivation and sits up.

“But if that’s how it’s going to be, I need my money’s worth.” He pushes the Togruta onto her back, making her small breasts jiggle alluringly. He pushes her sister on top of her, then puts his thumb on the base of the toy in her ass and pushes, making her gasp and writhe on top of her sister.

Karso rests his weight on them both.

“Your sister’s pretty sexy, isn’t she?” he asks the embarrassed Togruta on the bottom. “Isn’t she?” He slides his cock into the top Togruta’s pussy, drawing a cry from her. “That’s good. Let me hear some more of that.” He slaps her ass, twists the toy, and thrusts deep. She arches her back and screams.

Annoyed and more than a little embarrassed, her sister pulls her down and shuts her up with a kiss.

Karso enjoys that view and plants his hands on his Togruta’s hips. The light catches on the shiny base of the toy in her ass as he fucks her rapidly. The two sisters can’t even kiss under this onslaught. They cling to each other, panting.

Karso pulls out and moves up, making sure they both taste and lick his cock before he finishes himself off, coating their faces.

“Oh,” he groans, sitting back on his heels. He’s sweaty from that exertion. It was good, though. The Togrutas came here to do their little grift, but now they’re wondering if they should be paying him. He catches his breath, then dives in and kisses them both deeply, his hands all over their bodies.

His door bursts open with a bang and he sits up, surprised and with a very sticky face. The Togrutas sit up as well as the Mandalorian wipes her knife off and sheathes it.

He’s drunk, but not too drunk to know that he’s in trouble.

One of his guards collapses to the floor and a woman no larger than the Togruta underneath him steps through wearing that clunky Mandalorian armor. A second figure joins her, this one a little taller, wearing black robes.