"Ahhh!!! Oh my!!! Ahhh!!!" Isabia scream of pleasure as orgazm spazm her body. Her legs fall down on the bed, her robotic arm hit the wall making metalic sound as she gasp for air. "Pull out... Pull your cock out..." She wisper weakly, as Vertic finished fucking her, to not let his seed fill her.
As the Zabrak and Devaronian both stare at her, Valentija leans in to explain. "He's, uh, hitting on us." She whispers into Eve's ear.
"I... see?" Eve replied, Hitting? He doesn't seem to be hostile... was all the android could think of the subject. "We came here to celebrate, and ease our fatigue." She said with a smile, hoping that was the correct answer.
Vetrik manages a few more thrusts, before he pulls his cock out of Isabia, the feeling of him sliding against her walls almost provoking another orgasm, and kneels above her. His cock erupts, sending line after line of white goo across Isabia's belly and lower chest. "Wooh... Wow..." He heaves, both of them out of breath.
"Well, we're here to celebrate, too, and I've got just the thing for easing fatigue." The Zabrak grins, inviting himself to sit down next to Eve in the booth. As he settles in, his hand squeezes Eve's thigh. "I'm Warga."
Isabia heavy breathing and by dragging Vetrik hand, she pull him to lie next to her. Warriores breast rise up and fall down, as she breathing and calming down. "Ah... For your first time... You wasn't too bad..." She said as they lie both naked on the bed.
"I suppose there's no harm if we celebrate together?" Eve replied in a question like manner as she looks toward Valentija to see her reaction. But as Warga sat down next to her, and squeezed her stocking-clad thigh, "Mhh." The android muffles a moan as she shuddered. "Uhm... and what exactly are you celebrating... if I may ask?" Eve spoke, making no attempts on removing his hand.
Valentija raises an eyebrow, as if surprised that even Eve can't see why Warga has approached them. "That's what I like to hear." He calls out to a waiter droid, ordering fresh drinks. "My girl, Ceph, and I -" he gestures to the Twi'lek at the bar, who raises her drink, "- we just did a spice run. A particularly profitable spice run. We've got some credits to burn." Above, Eve spots the Devaronian hand the senator something.
Isabia punch him in the arm. "Yes, yes maybe. But you have still many to learn, I have preference with more rogue ways, if you know what I mean." She said and sit on the bed. "Well, now I have to try new bathroom, it nothing better than cold shower after sex." She said taking towel and going naked to bathroom, moving her hips in seducing way, with scars on her back and ass. Her ponytail swinging with her every move.
"A spice run?" Eve mumbled, smugglers. She thought to herself, but before she could send him away. She spots the Devaronian slip the senator a parcel. She uses her cloth visor's binocular feature to get a closer look. "That must have been... quite the dangerous job." The android said idly, far too focused on investigating what the parcel was.
Isabia feels his eyes on her as she struts away, and not long after she starts running the water, hears the bathroom door open behind her. "Mind if I join you?" Vetrik chuckles, moving closer.
Spoiler: Awareness Roll D100: 58+20 (Buffs) "Oh, you have no idea how dangerous." The smuggler slides his hand up her thigh, thinking that she's impressed. "We managed it, though." As he finds her leotard with his fingers, Eve uses her enhanced vision to focus in on the senator's deal. She sees the senator being handed some sort of data chip, before he hands the Devaronian gangster a bag, probably filled with credits from the way it moves. Spoiler: Stealth Roll D100: 17 Unfortunately, Eve looks just a fraction of a second too long, and catches the Devaronian's eye again. The man narrows his eyes, suspiciously.
Taking note of the data chip, Eve shuddered as touched her crotch. Even over her leotard, the android was far too sensitive for her own good. So despite being spotted by the Devaronian, all he'd see was Eve blushing, and maybe giving a sultry smile. "I-I see... how interesting." She replied, her tone revealing how aroused she was. Though the Zabrak could feel the fabric of her leotard was slightly damp, "As for us... we're celebrating a successful bounty." She replied, eager to see how the smuggler will react once he learned the two ladies were bounty hunters.
Seeing her lustful expression, the Devaronian calms down, and even gestures for her to come up and join him. Warga pauses and looks at her. "Bounty hunters, eh?" He raises an eyebrow.
Seeing him beckon them over, Eve returns a playful smile, as if telling him, "If you want us, come get us." Before she looks back to Warga, "Indeed." She nods, "We've only taken down two medium to high risk bounties. But we've also dealt with a certain 'Legendary Pirate' named Ohnaka Hondo." She added, still not doing anything about his hand.
"Hondo..." Warga grunts in irritation. "That bastard..." A well armed bodyguard descends the VIP stairs and arrives at Eve's booth. "Ladies. The boss was wondering if you two would care to see the VIP section?" Warga turns to the man. "Hey, back off, bud. These two are mine." The two men glare at one another.
"Now, now. Please, calm down." Eve tries to diffuse the situation, knowing that Warga could easily be disposed of. "I'm sorry, but this is probably an invitation we can't refuse." She said, finally removing the Zabrak's hand from her crotch. "But to make it up to you, how about we meet up somewhere else? Perhaps during a job?" She giggled, not really hinting whether they'll be working together, or them taking a bounty on him. Eve gives him her contact details, before looking toward Valentija to see if she'll join her in the VIP section.
Warga grunts in irritation, but nods, taking her details. Valentija nods, getting up to follow the bodyguard. Heading up to the opulently designed VIP, Eve sees the Devaronian and Mirialan on opposite couches, still facing each other. "Ah, my lovely guests!" The gangster smiles, and gestures for the women to join him. "I'm glad you accepted my invitation. My friend and I are celebrating a successful deal, and what better way to do that than with beautiful women?" He chuckles. "Would you like some drinks? Glitterstim? Death sticks? Only the best up here, my friends." The Mirialan senator grunts in irritation. "Ionip, I want to get this over with. Can we send the women away and focus on...wait..." He looks at Eve. "You were at the Emporium, last night... The auction."
Eve gives Warga one last smile, before they head on up to the VIP section. Once there, she remained vigilant, though mostly for any others undergoing illegal deals, or acts. And as she and Valentija stood before the Devaronian Ionip, and the Mirialan senator. Eve shuddered as the senator recognized her. "Yes... I was. It was... my initiation for employment." She replied, informing them that she'll be working in the brothel. She looks toward Valentija to see how she was doing.
