RotF Chapter 9

Blu stares hard at the plans.

She, Jayo, Yeffy, and Silvi are once again gathered in the cramped common room of the Seiki Ondori.

“Good enough,” Blu says. “At least we have plenty of ways out if it goes bad. None of these windows will hold up to a thermal detonator from the inside. If we have to call it off, we can just get out. Of course, that only works if you’re as good of a pilot as you say you are.”

“Don’t worry about me,” Silvi purrs.

“Good. Enough.” Jayo slaps a yellow hand on the screen, shutting it off. She grabs the bottle from the edge of the table and pours. Blu takes the cup she offers.

“Is this how it’s done?” she asks.

“What? Getting drunk before a big job? Yes,” Jayo says, gulping. Yeffy has to pour her own, and Silvi never drinks.

“How long have you been doing this?” Blu asks Yeffy, who sips a little more sensibly.

“Doing what?”

“You know what.”

“A long time,” Jayo answers for her.

“You didn’t put her up to it, did you?” Blu says suspiciously.

“No! I just taught her to do it right. The first time she tried to take a score, she had so much fun that she forgot to do the job,” Jayo says.

“Is this what we’re doing? Embarrassing stories?” Yeffy asks irritably, topping off her cup.

Silvi watches without saying anything, looking amused.

“Is the story embarrassing?” Blu asks.

“No. There were these two human diplomats from Alderon. I got them to take me home. How was I supposed to know that they knew what they were doing?” Yeffy asks with a shrug. “I woke up in their bed the next morning, realized I’d forgotten to do the job, but then they woke up.”

“And?” Silvi asks with a little smile.

“And then they both fucked me again. Then again in the shower,” she adds, getting a faraway look in her eyes. “That was the best I ever had.”

Blu looks down at her cup, then takes a big drink. It’s hard not to picture Yeffy getting DPed, her little blue body held up between two guys in a shower.

“Then what?” Blu asks.

“Then they made me breakfast. I never should’ve told you,” Yeffy says to Jayo, who rolls her eyes.

“I helped her hone her technique after that,” Jayo assures the others.

“Blu,” Yeffy says. “There was one of your recordings that wasn’t like the others.”

“We don’t need to talk about that,” Blu says quickly.

“You know which one I mean. That cutie with the horns.”

“What do you mean different?” Jayo asks.

“All the other recordings were her just being drunk and going to town. But that girl… you were sober in that one,” Yeffy says.

“I hadn’t gotten started yet,” Blu says, suddenly defensive.

“What happened? Why her?” Yeffy presses.

“Just how closely did you watch those?” Blu asks irritably.

“Just answer!”

Blu leans back in her seat, sighing. She notices Silvi’s look.

“Wipe that smile off your face,” she says. Silvi’s smile widens, and Blu shakes her head in disgust. “The Dathomirian was cute. I’d just gotten there, and so had she. I could just tell how shy and horny she was. I felt bad for her. And like I said.” Blu shrugs. “She was cute.”

“That was the ****,” Silvi says. “Your senses hadn’t been dulled by drinking yet.”

“Or maybe she was just really horny. She just about drowned me. You wouldn’t think such a short girl would shoot that much,” Blu says, pouring more. “How was I supposed to know that she was a Jedi?”

“She didn’t have her laser sword?” Jayo asks dryly.

( )

Staying up drinking isn’t wise, but that doesn’t stop them.

Silvi retreats to her quarters to meditate. The Seiki Ondori conveniently has exactly three passenger cabins, although they are cramped, and Blu just uses them for storage.

Inside, Silvi sheds her outer robe and sits on the old, but barely used bunk to clear her mind. She lets her senses go, becoming one with the room. Doing so allows her to notice something that she would not have otherwise.

She gets off the bed and kneels, opening a hidden drawer. Inside is a pair of blasters and a few grenades of different types, obviously sourced here and there and kept in case of trouble. There’s a little money and some emergency supplies.

Blu doesn’t understand the power of the ****, but she does understand survival.

Silvi moves one of the blasters aside, revealing a medallion on a chain. The emblem on it is the symbol of Mandalore. This medallion is made of Beskar; it’s quite valuable. Silvi is aware that Yeffy’s robbery of Blu left her in trouble financially, but it seems Blu would rather risk the loss of her ship than part with this.

This is a distraction. Silvi knows one way to clear her mind and ensure that she’s able to rest. She puts everything back, then rises and steps out into the corridor, finding Blu right there.

They eye each other warily, then look down the passage. Jayo’s door and Yeffy’s are the only two things down this way.

It appears that Blu was thinking the same thing that Silvi was. In fact, she’s holding a bottle in her hand.

Silvi smiles, and Blu’s face reddens.

“Which door were you going to knock on?” Silvi asks quietly.

“Who says I was knocking on any?” Blu pretends to look casual and takes a swig. “Which were you?”

“Oh, I wasn’t going to,” Silvi lies.

“Me neither,” Blu lies back.

An awkward moment passes.

“Sleep well, Bounty Hunter,” Silvi says.

“You too,” Blu replies grumpily. “Witch.”

Annoyed, Silvi steps back into her room. She’s too proud to admit anything. Terrible timing. She’s compelled to express her frustration toward Blu, and she has an idea for how to do it. Blu’s senses are dulled by drink right now, but they’re in such close proximity that it won’t matter. Silvi doesn’t intend to be subtle.

She strips out of her robes. Naked, she lies on her bunk and runs her hands over her skin, then closes her eyes and reaches out with the ****.

( )

Grumbling rude words, Blu stumbles back into her room and locks the door. Stupid Jedi witch. Ridiculous.

She feels a sudden stab of warmth and a tingle. She was already horny, but now it feels urgent.

As she angrily piles up her pillows on her bed, she can’t believe that she actually slept with that woman. She remembers how she felt when she saw her: that this pale, voluptuous, confident, graceful Togruta was way out of her league. And the feeling of triumph and good fortune when she got her back here, and everything else.

“Ugh,” she groans, taking her cock sleeve out of the drawer and throwing it on the bed. She irritably takes off her clothes, kicking aside her underwear and grabbing her lube. As she climbs onto the bed, she pictures Silvi’s soft, curvaceous, naked body.

Silvi was not the person that Blu was planning to pound to tears tonight, but now the thought is there. She smears lube on the sleeve, pushes the sleeve between the pillows, and shoves in with her hard cock.

( )

Silvi feels a jolt that makes her body quiver and her breasts bounce. Amused, she looks away from her hand on her shaft at the wall. It looks like she’s getting through to Blu. One way or another, the bounty hunter will learn to respect the power of the ****. That will be a necessary step for her. And one day, Blu will be a formidable ally.

Smiling, Silvi lifts her hips and rotates her body, using her muscles and the **** to bring her legs up and over her torso, curving her spine until her large, swollen cock hangs in front of her face. With the strength of the **** and the flexibility of ****-enhanced relaxation, she brings the tip to her lips, then into her mouth.

( )

Blu groans from the sudden intensity. Was this sleeve always this good? She grabs her headboard, working her hips feverishly, ramming herself into the ridged, rubbery folds. Her panting is noisy in her cabin, and an alarming squeak comes from her bed as she uses her whole body. She’s almost there. It feels like she’s burying herself in molten lava.

She screams out a naughty word as her whole body clenches.

( )

Silvi flinches from the sheer **** of the jet of hot cum that sprays on her face.

“Ahhh…” she sighs, pushing off the wall and letting her body down to the bed as more cum spurts out, strongly enough to reach her sweaty, heaving breasts. She strokes herself gently, taking deep breaths through lips that are sticky with her cum.

Lying in the dark, she laughs quietly.