Eve has no clue if her body can get pregnant, but the risk isn't too great for her lust addled mind. She squirts onto his cock, before feeling that delightful warm wetness inside her, as she realises his cock is filling her up.
"Hiiii!" Feeling his cum fill her womb, while she's undergoing an orgasm. The sudden sensations, along with her sensitive body push her over the edge. Chaining her second climax, to a third, which leaves her breathless, and exhausted. "Aaah.... aaaahn." The android whimpered, losing strength in her lower body. She collapses onto Valdoon's chest. Her breasts pressing against him, while her face was inches away from his.
Spoiler: Awareness Roll 17+10 Looking around, Isabia fails to see anything lurking in the darkness. The figure drops down, walking towards them, hand outreached to take and count the credits. (-5000 Credits, +2 Fake invitations) "Here." Vetrik yelps as the figure reaches out with a syringe, taking a blood sample. "Alright, I've created a false profile with invitations. I've just uploaded your DNA sample to the event's servers, so you'll pass through the biometric scanners. You're the rich son of a Sienar executive, looking for excitement." He turns to Isabia. "And you'll be his bodyguard. You can play those roles?"
"O-Other orifice?" Looking down, he realises what he just did. "O-Oh my... I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-" he's quieted by Ny'yari, who sits nearby. "Don't worry, kid - she loves it."
Isabia nod for that. "Sure, we can play that part. Only some more info about Sienar, closest friends, family, financial business these matters to make better cover." She said wondering if they didn't waste 5000 credits for bullshit.
"So, how about it, kid?" Tow licked her lips seductively. "Tasted mouth, tasted ass.... how about the main dish?" She asked slutrly.
"Hmph..." Valdoon smirks, amused. "Careful, if you get too exhausted here, you might not be able to leave." Looking into her eyes, he not-so-subtly implies that he might enslave her. "Are you capable of coherent speech, or do you need to rest first?"
"I-I..." He blushes, before grinning. "Absolutely..." Filled with youthful vigor, he regains his erection almost immediately, hardening as he pulls out of her. "Turn around." He waits until she's on her stomach on the bed, before advancing again, entering her with a sharp thrust. "Wow... I sure picked the right, ugh, woman for the job!" He laughs, fucking her from behind.
Isabia take datapad and check it out. "Alright, it look like everything is fine. And one warming, that if that invitations will be reason of our fall down, we will find you sooner or later." She said and leave mistery guy/woman and back to her ship with Vetrik to check data.
"Oh~" She moaned with pleasure. "We are flexible~" She said with a moan, then moved her hips, her pussy gripping his dick. "Let me show you, how much pleasure I can give you~" She said with a lustful chuckle, using her skills to stimulate the noble even more.
"The invitations will work. If you make a mistake and are caught, though - we've never met." He says abruptly. Back on the ship, Vetrik looks through the datapad. "Looks good. I'll ust the travel time to memorise all this information on my cover. What's our plan when we get in?"
"A-aaahn." Eve shuddered at the thought of slavery, her tightening pussy tipping off the old man that such an idea excites her. "I-I can... speak." The android replied, although slowly and a bit slurred.
"I love this...love your bodies..." He grunts as he fucks Tow, her ass shaking every time he hammers his hips against hers, driving his cock head closer to the entrance to her womb. He moans, and behind him, Tow is sure Ny'yari is using her own skills. "I might, ooh, have to keep you two around...after the job is done..."
Isabia thinking about that for longer time. "These all crime sindicates and mafias are hate each others. If we managed to provoke one against another, we will break the game when they would fight between themselves." She said checking her Byard blaster. "Won't won't be easy, but it is some kind of beginning."
"Oh?" Tow squeezed her walls further, stimulating the man more, but preventing him from climaxing. "We don't come in cheap. you know~" She turned around and captured his lips.
"Mmmh, w-what is it... about?" Eve asked, whimpering as the fact that his cock was still inside of her. His every movements sending a pleasurable shiver up her spine.
Nar Shaadaa As Vetrik and his Mandalorian 'bodyguard' listen to pleasantly generic music, their elevator humming softly as it rockets its way to the top of one of Nar Shaadaa's skyscrapers, the young man nervously combs back his hair, looking uncomfortable in the expensive clothes he's borrowed for the infiltration. "Act natural..." He repeats softly to himself. "Act natural... Act natural..." Before Isabia can say something to reassure him or slap him into line, the elevator dings, and the doors slide open, revealing a scene of utter opulence within. The air erupts with the sounds of dice rolling, machines clinging, and the galaxy's most notorious high class criminals chatting politely amongst themselves. "Ah, Sienar-san!" An Aqaulish in a flowing robe approaches with what counts as a smile among his people. "Finally, our last competitor has arrived! Please, come with me - the others are all already in the VIP section." The Aqualish, some sort of maitre'd, turns, and leads them towards some stairs at the back of the room. At the top lies a body scanner, with two heavily armed guards around it. Vetrik gulps before passing through, terrified that his cheating software is going to set the scanner off, and lets out a relieved sigh as the foreboding beep never sounds. As Isabia goes in behind him, however, the scanner rings, and one of the guards, a huge human in heavy combat armor, about seven feet tall, approaches. "You can keep your weapons - but the helmet has to go." He grunts. "Ah, yes. Apologies, Sienar-san. We don't allow facial coverings in here - it's an anti-cheating measure, after some ruffians almost got away with sending each other secret HUD messages a few years ago." Vetrik turns to his Mandalorian bodyguard, an eyebrow raised. "Isabia?" He asks. As she ponders whether or not to remove the helmet, Isabia thinks about the fact that they care about cheating, but not weapons. It's either a sign of stupidity, or extreme confidence in their defences. (Hope that was okay as a comeback )
The youth groans as she keeps him from coming, but eagerly kisses back, as Ny'yari keeps doing whatever lewd act she's doing behind him. Spoiler: Seduction Roll D100: 75+10 (Seduction Skill)+15 (Ny'yari)=100 (Crit) As their lips break contact, he looks at her. "You can, ooh, name your price... When I have access to the house treasury, ugh, I'll be able to afford it..."
