Stubborn Sabine begins to suffer

Hera strode around the cockpit of the Ghost impatiently, waiting for Ezra to answer his comm. They should have been back by now...

A hologram of Sabine shimmered into view in front of her.

"Sabine? Are you alright? Where's Ezra?"

Hera frowned at the hologram. The image was only displaying Sabine's head and shoulders, as though the Mandalorian was holding it above the the rest of her body for some reason. Her hair was scruffy and her face was dirty, and the hologram was perplexingly showing Sabine with a blush. When would they get some reliable tech?

"Yeah, we're alright. We had to make an emergency stop for some repairs, but hopefully it won't take too long. Ezra got knocked out on landing, but he's fine."

Hera ended the transmission and slumped into the pilot's seat. Maybe she was just being paranoia and overprotective, but it seemed to her like something was up with the young rebel...

xxx

Having successfully hidden her nudity from Hera, Sabine returned to her repairs. A quick inspection told her that the damage wasn't as bad as first thought and her eagerness to get back to her clothes inspired her to work quickly.

Ezra had been knocked out on landing, but he didn't appear to be injured. Sabine tugged at his jacket, but it was pined underneath him. She fell back, annoyed. It looked like she would have to be naked for a while longer.

The naked girl gasped as the cool outside air sent her body into uncontrollable shivers. She instinctively hugged her breasts, but soon realised she'd have to expose herself if she was to carry out her work.

But no one seemed to be around and Ezra was ****, so it's not like anyone would see her...

xxx

Ezra woke up to the sound of banging underneath the shuttle. Immediately alert, the young Jedi stood up and assessed his surroundings. The Phantom looked to be in a bad way, although signs of Sabine's handiwork was everywhere.

Stepping outside, Ezra saw a familiar pair of bare legs sticking out from underneath the ship, which was the source of the noises. Approaching silently and crouching down, Ezra placed his cold hand on Sabine's bare calf.

Ezra laughed as Sabine shrieked and jerked about. A filthy, furious face emerged from underneath the ship.

"You could have just said hello!" Sabine yelled, outraged that Ezra was finding her embarrassment, and indeed their dire situation, hilarious. "If you want to make yourself useful, go and check the perimeter!"

Sabine shivered as she watched Ezra retreat. It was starting to get very cold, and for someone who was completely naked, it was only going to get worse.

xxx

Sabine listened to the strange noises of the alien nightlife outside the ship as she shivered on the floor of the Phantom, too cold to fall asleep.

The naked girl recalled the events of the evening. Upon finding out that they wouldn't be able to fly until the following morning, Ezra had started a fire to ward off the local wildlife. Noticing how dirty his travelling companion was, he harmly suggested she go and wash it off in a nearby lake he'd discovered.

"I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?" Sabine had spat at him, squeezing her knees closed to her chest. Her body felt disgusting, but she refused to give Ezra the sight of her bathing naked.

Determined not to show any weakness, Sabine still hadn't asked for any clothes, has refused to ask for some of Ezra's alien creature he had killed and was now eating (despite pleads from her stomach) and had vehemently rejected Ezra's offer to sleep next to each to conserve warmth on this cold, cold night.

But her resolve was starting to waver. The floor of the Phantom was hard and uncomfortable. She curled into a tight ball in a vain attempt to conserve heat, but it was futile. Her cheeks glistened as tears cut tracks through the dirt encrusted there.

She glanced over her shoulder at Ezra. She HATED what she had to do, but what choice did she have?

"E-E-Ezra." Sabine stuttered in a small, defeated voice. "C-c-can I s-s-squeeze in, p-p-please?"

Not speaking, Ezra opened his arms to allow Sabine to slide in next to him, wrapping his warmth around her. Her skin immediately crawled at his touch, but she already felt herself warming up. One of Ezra's hands was placed on her stomach, the other...on her right breast.

Pushing his hand aside, Sabine placed her arm over her chest and rested her head on the boy's arm.

She was naked, filty, freezing and hungry, but for the first time since her rescue, Sabine felt safe.