Seri’s mood lifts, and her features brighten, at the words from her… friend? She supposes that word is as good as any. “As good as any.” She...
Seri’s brows knit together in concern. This life is all she’s known - the cold indifference of Kylos’ mastery, which is not entirely cruel. But...
The droids never fail to make her uncomfortable. Stripped down to the most basic programming for Kylos’ purposes, devoid of personality routines....
Seri stirs, groggy. The datapad she’d poured over later into the night slips from her lap as she stretches, and she rubs the heel of her palm...
Seri takes in the terminal, making a mental note to get to work there as soon as… she can. She thank the droid perhaps a little more profusely...
Tentatively, holding the chip for dear life, Seri swipes it as quick as she can. Her eyes dart left and right, fully expecting the entire bars...
Seri grimaces softly. Something about such droids has always upset her - the programmed servitude they exist under. “Thank you.” She replies...
She starts, flinching at the sudden, artificial voice. But what remains of her composure returns after a moment, and she manages a smile for the...
Seri’s jaw drops, and her mind reels, alive with possibility. The crash, the comedown from everything that’s happened is bound to arrive soon, but...
Seri lets out a low whistle of relief as she sidles inside. No one here - she suspects, or perhaps only hopes - is going to be interested in her...
Seri rattles through her options at pace, seeing them in her minds eye like lines of code: ones that will result in the desired outcome, and...
Seri takes a step, then another and another, and then collapses against the wall of the alleyway. Adrenaline finally begins to purge from her...
Seri quickens her pace, cutting across the floor toward the bar, and the nearest mass of clubbers. She tries to lose herself in the crowd, using...
Fear grips her, and she forces herself to take a few calming breathes as she takes stock of her surroundings. She has to assume that the Twi’lek...
Seri fights the urge to duck her head low and scurry away, instead making her way out with a tipped chin and an arrogant sway to her step. Every...
Seri flinches as he bottoms her out, her tender insides shuddering. Her head tips back, teeth gritted, her fist balled in his hair as she squirms...
She tips her head back, unable to keep her eyes on his as a warm burn fills her cheeks. To see such adoration on his face in the midst of her...
With the earpiece removed, Seri allows herself a few fleeting moments to actually enjoy this. She digs her fingers into the man’s shoulders,...
Seri yelps as she’s manhandled, unprepared for the sudden control the guard takes. But as she’s hoisted up and impaled, her still over-slick folds...
As his cock droops before her, already half-hard, Seri can’t help but feel a soft tingle. This is just business, and she needs to be quick. But...
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