Care and Maintenance of your Vette

Once they'd both caught their breath, Vette slowly raised her hips to allow the Outlander's softening cock to slip out of her, and she reluctantly got off of him. "Mmm, I think that's half-time," she said, referring to the game they'd watched earlier. She groaned and rubbed her lower belly. "I know I've worked up a thirst," she said, and the Outlander pointed her towards his clear-fronted beverage fridge, which had several bottles of water as well as a half a dozen bottles of beer. Vette walked toward it, her thighs rubbing together as she moved awkwardly, and in the dim light he could see the wet glistening on her inner legs. She took a square bottle of water and gulped it down eagerly. "Ah, that's better," she said, leaning against the counter. The Outlander rose from the chair and finished taking his pants off, putting them over the back of where he'd been sitting. He joined Vette at the fridge and took a water as well. Impishly, Vette clinked her bottle against his as if making a toast, and he put his arm around her as they drank. "I'd been planning to leave after one go, but I'm not sure my legs will carry me back to my quarters," Vette said. "And... well, I wouldn't mind getting some more," she smiled.

"Hmm, someone's greedy," the Outlander teased.

"You can never have too much of a good thing," Vette countered, sticking her tongue out. "So do you have a bed, or do you sleep with your back to the wall, with a gun in hand, like the mercenaries in the holovids?"

He laughed. "I have a bed. A nice one, too. It's not far," he said. On an impulse, he picked Vette up and carried her to the stairs. She squeaked in surprise but quickly put her arms around him for support. Soon they were up the short stairway and in his bedroom. It was fairly simple, with an armor harness in one corner, a weapons locker against the wall, a few trophies on the wall, a nightstand with reading lamp, and a large sturdy bed. He gently laid Vette down on the taupe-colored sheets, and she made herself comfortable.

"I thought it was your bride you were supposed to carry to your bed," Vette teased.

"I did that too, but it doesn't *just* have to be," the Outlander grinned. He'd been married to Mako, but during his imprisonment in carbonite, she'd left his crew, left the business, left his life. Trying to get back with her would only have caused her more pain.

Vette nodded. "I was just teasing. I just didn't want you to think that I was looking for something long term. I mean, I'm really enjoying this, and I like you a lot, but I'm a little young to settle down just yet. But if you're okay with having a fuck buddy, I'm your girl," she said.

The Outlander nodded. "That works for me. Lana doesn't mind if I have fun with someone else here or there, and vice versa, it's something serious she'd be against."

Vette smiled. "Then we're on the same page. And while we're talking - I appreciate that you've been so willing to listen to my do's and don'ts, sexually. So, on that subject, my ass. I like having it caressed, squeezed, and even spanked. But I don't like ass-play in general, and if you shoved that thing in my ass, I'd need a wheelchair for a week. So I hope that doesn't burst your bubble."

The Outlander shook his head. "I'm not one of those guys who's obsessed with anal. I have no problem if you don't like it."

"I'm glad to hear that. I think it's important for partners to make sure they know what's off-limits before it becomes a problem."

"I agree," he said. It had taken a while for Lana to feel comfortable enough to talk about it - they'd been lovers for weeks before putting it into words. Unlike most Sith, she wasn't really into bondage and domination, or rough sex, but rather preferred intimate lovemaking with someone she trusted completely. Public displays of affection often flustered her, though she did like them in moderation.

Vette stretched on the bed, her hand creeping down to rub her lower belly again. "Good. So are you going to stand there all night, or are you going to join me in this lovely bed?"