Paz helps her pulling off his Armour, He removes his Upper Casual Clothing, revealing his trained Chest with a few Scars. He then starts taking Yasmeenas Clothes off.
She raises her hips to let him pull of her pants, and kicks off her shoes. She's wearing nothing but a pair of lacy white panties. Her hand wraps around his dick.
Paz moves her Panties aside while she sits on him, The Hyperspacetunnel behind her. Paz grabs his own Cock and Moves it right under her now exposed Pussy. He looks at her Face silently.
She gets pulled again and returns his kiss with some passion, wrestling against him, but not nearly as much as a moment ago, while she continues to adjust herself and get dressed. Her face didn't really frown, but just stood neutrally as she heard him speak. "A ship full of horny men who haven't done anything to relieve themselves for weeks if not months...yes. Why would I be at all concerned about them thinking I'm easy?"
Yasmeena grinds herself against his cock, before impaling herself on it sharply, bouncing up and down. "Oh yes! Kriff! Your cock is perfect!"
Max-7 looks at him before saying his next words “ Ask him...” he shuts the cockpit door and turns back to Vahlia “Any idea how soon we arrive?” Vahlia says “Ask Tjf where we are going.”
Paz grabs her thighs, guiding his Cock deep inside her as He thrusts into her in a rapid Pace. He kisses her again.
Cyrus frowns. "The crew isn't like that. If you don't want to be touched they won't lay a hand on you. Besides, we're on planet enough that they get the chance to relieve themselves all the time. If anyone ever did step out of line, they'd be gone. The only one I don't trust is Art, and he isn't part of the crew. He'll be gone soon". He kisses her gently. "Wanting sex doesn't make you easy. You're a beautiful, sensuous woman. Why shouldn't you do as you please?"
[Was that meta?] Vahlia knows that Rowan's bounty states that he should be taken to Alderaan. Rowan mentioned that he stole the artifact from a Hutt, but didn't mention which one.
She responds passionately to his kiss, her tongue dancing with his. He feels her pussy clench down around his cock.
While Loreley, and Fendrat discussed where they should go. DT-L30 was lost in thought. Why does Lord Vader seem interested in me? He thought to himself, unsure what to expect when the tattooed guy comes back.
Loreley nodded, 'Mhm, that does sound strange but interesting.' She looked to Song, Meera, Tarrik and DT, 'What do you guys think?'
As DT thinks about the subject, he finds his thought clouding, his vision growing dark. Looking around, he's no longer in the open air of Coruscant. He sees a collosal chamber, dark and cavernous. He stands in the centre of an arena, seats filled with unclear figures staring at him. The man who approached him stands beside a podium, high above the ground. Atop the podium, he sees Vader, the raspy breathing echoing across the room. In his deep voice, he says "let us begin". He raises his hand, as do all the others. Arcing bolts of electricity jolt towards DT's body, but when they hit, instead of burning him, like his instincts tell him they would, he feels empowered. He lifts into the air, energy surging through his body, and then-. DT feels a tap at his shoulder. He's back on Coruscant. "Uh, are you okay, Deet?" Meera looks up at him with amusement. "You spaced out there, for a minute".
Song looks at Meera. "We're good with what you guys decide. I'm not fussy about food", the young man says. Meera nods in agreement. Tarrik says "Sounds fair to me. DT?"
She laughs a little at hearing him say it. "I'm not too worried about him or his supposed "banging lot's of women." The only thing I will have to recommend for him is he saves the receipt for the first box of condoms he buys, because they will about five times too big." Feeling his lips press on hers again, this time much softer, she did the same, and when his face game away from hers, there was actually a smile to it without the assistance of any drugs to change her mood. "Very well. If I ever feel the need so desperately that I simply must have someone rip my clothes off and take me, you will be the first one I notify." Something about her tone...was off. It didn't quite have the same cutting sound as her usual remarks did. Even just a little bit, there was a slight positivity, in it that sounded almost hopeful. She didn't move away from him, her body stayed much closer than it actually had to, cleavage pressing up against him, but it was unclear if she was actually thinking about how close she was standing or not. "What now? They aren't after the rest of the crew, and there's no reason, they shouldn't still enjoy themselves. I'll just buy a few things to restock and then keep in the ship, so it's not ruining anyone else's time."
Cyrus looks genuinely pleased, but hides his expression quickly. "You have the three grand from before, and the 1500 from the rodian. That's all yours to spend on yourself. Note down what you spend on medical supplies, and I'll pay you back. Coruscant is yours to explore. Just be careful."
"Huh? What was I..." He groaned, unsure of what he just saw. What the hell was that? He thought to himself, while looking around to be sure where he was. He then looks at who was tapping on his shoulder, "Oh, Meera. Yeah, sorry about that. I don't really know what happened." He sighed. "Yeah, same here. I'm not that picky with food." He replied, but to be honest it was mostly becausw he had no idea what restaurants were in here.
She began to stand straight, stopping halfway. She moved her mouth as if she was about to say something, but nothing came out. Instead she just nodded, and began to head out of the med bay. "Understood." As she walked through the door, she noticed that she had been in a rush to redress herself, some of her cleavage more visible than usual. She began to fix the wardrobe malfunction to hear an obnoxious "Ooh!" from Art, who was trying to get the crew's attention. "See? She totally jumped on the captain's cock. What'd I tell you?" While most of the crew just ignored him and weren't that interested in it, it did force a few of them to look, due to his insistent urging about it. Flashing him a look of annoyance, she just said nothing and waved to her security droid to follow along. It was doubtful that she'd have to deal with them again right now, with four of them dead in one day. Even low life thugs knew when something was just not worth it. She still wasn't about to be completely careless. She'd just take what she needed and that would be it. Leaving the ship, she headed out through the streets she had passed to find a shop that would legally carry the stimulants and depressants she would need to replace.
