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Olena broke off from Adot at that - it was getting late and it seemed someone else had taken over the responsibility of monitoring comms. That was fine by her, as she returned to her lean-to tent, hoping to get some shut-eye and be ready to take on the war in the morning.

Olena allowed a smile to spread across her features and an impish giggle to escape her at Pavel's irate shouting. All's well that ends well, especially considering she hadn't killed anyone today... At least, not yet. The humor left the Vixen as she considered her options. Considering how much...

Olena's eyes narrowed at the mention of the CIS and its supporters. Her family may not have been on Naboo for long, but the conversations about how things were before the Empire had come up. From what she knew about the Confederacy, it was not a sure thing that they would be friendly with the...

Olena smiled brightly as the microfiche was revealed to her. Short of tearing the dacha apart to find the other one, the Vixen figured this was as good as her chances were going to get. She quietly allowed a triumphant "yes" to escape her, before quickly returning her warm form to her sweaty...

Olena hummed as she considered the matter herself. The jungle had the advantage of being a massive pain to find anyone inside, easy to lose oneself much less one's pursuers within the triple-canopy of treetops and hidden paths shrouded by vines and brush. However, there was a limit to how much a...

"I'm glad we could have this time together," Olena replied, allowing her rifle to hang by the sling in front of her as the two trekked back to their base camp. The voluptuous vixen noticed Adot's attention drifting from her surroundings to the orbiting star destroyer, arching her brow. "... Does...

Olena wasn't a liar... That, and Andropov gave her some surprisingly good dick for an old man, so she softened her grip and allowed him to simply drift into fitful slumber than eternal darkness. "Sh- shiiit~!" She moaned as she uncoupled the two of them, a stream of cum running out from her...

Olena slowly came down from the peak, letting out quiet coos, moans, and the occasional choked noise as Andropov indulged in a bit of erotic asphyxiation, before the older man collapsed on to her. Spent... For a few moments, so was the Vixen, panting after one of the most intense sexual...

Olena fully turned to face Andropov as he suddenly approached, raising her arms to reflexively place them against his chest. Of course, she does nothing to resist, tilting her head back and allowing a deep moan to escape her, clearly more vocal when she didn't have a cock in her mouth. Her hands...

Olena took a deep breath as soon as the the option was available to her, settling on her knees before the small pool of drool between her legs and adding its shine to her chest. She had little time for respite, however, as Andropov lifted her up and pressed her against the wall, hands pinning...

(Thank you! The only thing is trying to come up with sexy words for things like "nuts" and "ballsack." :oops:) Olena let out a quiet squeal at both being praised and feeling Andropov's fingers curl within her hair. What didn't she like being subjected to? Apparently, being asphyxiated by musky...

When sight of Andropov's manhood springing out caught her gaze and his pet name for her reached her ears, Olena couldn't help but let out a needy whine, especially as he retreated to the sofa that was nearby. She pursued him, not on her feet like a person, but on her hands and knees like a...

Olena giggled at Adot's return to grouchiness, sitting up along with her. She took advantage of the slight disparity in height, grabbing her by the wrist to keep her from rushing off. With a gentle tug, she coaxes the emerald woman to come down for a kiss. It was a satisfied, comparatively...

Olena hesitated for a moment. Andropov was still dangerous, could still call for help. By himself, he probably wasn't a threat, and yet... "When he sees sees something he wants... He gets it," echoed in the redhead's mind, with no question as to what "it" was. Her knees shuddered, growing weaker...

Olena didn't shoot again - she took a step back, then another. By the time she realized she was giving up too much ground, her back had met the wall and the muzzle of her pistol met Andropov's chest, over his heart. It would be just as quick a death as if she had shot him in the head as soon as...

Olena made a show of humming at that. "Oh, Comrade, you're right~," she admitted breathlessly, as if she were about to tear open her suit and kneel before- Thwip! The silenced pistol jumps as Olena shoots a round past Andropov's head. She didn't really care about where it went, as long as the...

(I can!) Olena firmly closed the door at the same time as her pistol descended, sights aligning with Andropov's head. "Comrade Andropov-" she started, stepping out of the shadows once she had his attention, "-the Soviet Union thanks you for your service. It will need one more from you."...

Olena nodded along at Adot's words... She wasn't so certain that somebody would commit all that firepower for such a purpose, but she didn't know much better about these sorts of things than her superior. She put her weapon back down and undid the her blouse and pants. The latter was left on the...

Well, who could resist the dramatics? Olena hid behind the door, unholstering her silenced pistol and holding it close by her head. She wouldn’t have time to waste to get her weapon to bear, but she didn’t want it so far out Andropov could grab the gun or her wrist. If he turned and looked like...

Olena truly wanted to put on a disguise, if only to introduce herself to that interesting looking woman... But the mission had to come first. The redhead wasn't the best at disguises or seduction - not that she was bad at it, it just wasn't her strength. She was made to meld with the shadows and...