Loreley laughed, her big breasts jiggling with her breath, 'Maybe we should. His sister Dee is cute too, don't you think?' She lathered up her black triangle abover her sex, 'I invited them for drinks, you're coming, right? It was your idea after all.' Loreley quickly looked around at how many people were left in the showers.
A shuttle takes him over to the Lion. He's taken to meet Captain Valeria. "The Commodore is resting right now, but I'll have you introduce yourself when she's up. For now, go the the wait room". In the room, he sees Fendrat cuddling up to a mirialan woman.
"I think we all need something to drink after today." She washes her hair. "Dee is cute, yeah." Loreley sees that besides Beta Leader, the showers are empty, and he's drying himself off.
Lorley kept washing herself, glacing at the older officer. When he had left, she went over to Tarrik and started to 'help' her wash, her hands stroked the brunette's back sensually, 'Yeah, we do. I'm so relieved nothing worse happened to you.' Loreley hugged Tarrik tightly, their breasts pressing together and her green eyes looking at Tarrik's, as they both stood under the shower, the water cascading down their curvy bodies.
Seeing that the room was free, Gailte took a seat by the table and closed her eyes. Few minutes later, she was asleep.
DT-L30 nods, and follows the captain to the waiting room. Where he was immediately weirded out, as Fendrat was cuddling with a woman. "Huh. Either you hit your head, or you've gotten the hang out of creating realistic looking droids."
She bit her lip, trying to suppress a sound he was forcing to escape from her mouth. He had managed to touch her well, enough that it sent a tingle from her body...but not by much . Even though he knew exactly where to touch to make things feel good, it didn't even quite force the same reaction it usually would. Even the bounty hunter who had forced himself on her had somehow managed to be more attractive than this guy. Suspecting that he wouldn't let things go easily she placed her fingers on his forehead and started to push him back, sliding her legs downwards. "Forget that. Let's see what I can do for you." Continuing to slid and bend downwards, her knees had made contact with the cold ground, as her face became level with his crotch.
Yasmeena is waiting in the room, fully dressed, reading. She tells him Briar and Dano are in the next room.
Wordlessly, Tarrik's mouth meets Loreley's, and her hands reach up to fondle the tattooed girl's breasts. "I'm relieved, too."
"Good girl". He undoes his pants, fishing out a large, red cock. It's not as long as Cyrus's, but it's very thick. A sweet smell comes from the head, already dripping with precum. "Want a little something before you start? My treat." He gestures to a container of spice he's holding.
Loreley returned the kiss tenderly, before moaning in her friend's mouth as the fellow pilot groped her breasts. Her nipples were growing hard quickly under Tarrik's palm. She slid her hands down and gave Tarrik's bum a little squeeze. The brunette smiled after breaking the kiss, 'I'd love to continue, but we have to stop... other people might come in any moment.' She disentangled from Tarrik and went back to washing herself. The movements of her hands over her body became quite a bit more erotic for Tarrik's appreciation. She smirked over to her friend, while slowly running her hands down her body and rinsing off the soap suds from her glistening, wet skin, 'But... we certainly will end up in bed tonight... just the question who's going to join us... or if it's going to be the two of us.'
"Honestly? I could go with either of those". She finishes up her shower. "Let's get pissed. Gods, I hope they're not going to send us out again. I love a fight, but I'm done for today".
"...yeah. Wouldn't hurt." She didn't see herself getting in the mood to humor him otherwise and reached for the container, opening it and then taking a hit, letting the spice get to work on her body...sort o. She definitely felt it. The relaxed sensation and even small signs of stimulation from building arousal...but it wasn't different. She wasn't feeling the effects in quite the same way as before. She had to assume that her body was starting to develop a resistance to the spice. In order to be willing to get it on with him, she had to ask the question. "...got anything harder?"
Loreley finished up too, going back to the lockers to grab her towel and dry off, 'Don't worry, your fighter is shot to bits anyway.' Loreley chucked, as her butt wiggled while she dried herself, inviting Tarrik to slap it like she had a habit to do.
He grins. "Hell yeah. Give me a second". He leaves the room. The trandoshans come in and take away Mari. After they've headed out, the devaronian returns with a syringe filled with pink fluid. "This is a little something the Consortium has just started to put on the market. Mind if I do the honour?" He holds the syringe above her neck. Provided Danann consents, he injects her with it. As soon as the drug hits her bloodstream Danann feels a massive rush, every nerve in her body tingling pleasurably, a massive wave of lust falling over her. Her juices flow readily from her now eager pussy, and her mind is flooded with dopamine.
Tarrik doesn't disappoint, the sharp crack of her hand against Loreley's flesh reverberating around the room. She laughs. "You like that now, huh? You little slut".
Lorely let out a little moan at feeling of Tarrik's palm striking her bum, she looked over her shoulder and smirked, 'Hnngh~, maybe I do... but only if it's you. You seem to enjoy it too.' Her gaze lingered on Tarrik's curves for a while longer, liking what she saw. After a moment, she got the underwear from the looker and threw a fresh pair to Tarrik, 'Here, catch.' She started to put her clothes back on, pulling the grey boyshorts over her shapely hips and the grey sportsbra over her ample breasts. The grey tank top went over her head and down over her breasts and she stepped into the new overall, handing the second one to Tarrik. Zipping up to her waist and finishing with her boots, Loreley bound her hair in a ponytail.
