Cyrus nods at the doctor. He leads her to his ship, a sleek and modern freighter/combat hybrid. Up the ramp, a number of people of various species wait. A Cathar woman looks at them. "Can we head off already, Cap?" She looks at Danann. "Who the hell is this?" Cyrus replies as he walks into the ship. "Our new doctor. And yes, we can go". The Cathar looks satisfied at that. "Fair enough". She nods at Danaan. "'Sup?".
"See, it isn't that bad. Now crawl and start licking me - it's only fair you return the favour." Gailte smiled, then moaned with pleasure as the woman followed her command. "By the way, I did store somewhere copies - if something happened to me, oh, let's say on a suicide mission, I have no idea who could happen on it... or who it might be sent to." Gailte said, just making sure Zenobia doesn't have any stupid ideas. She moaned again as she felt woman's tongue. "You should rejoice! We will be richly rewarded for our deeds. Honours, promotions! Hahahaha! Think of all the reputation we will garner - with, of course, you as the main brain behind the operation." She grabbed the admiral by hair, and grabbed the toy she prepared. "Now then, she smiled as she pulled the woman away from her snatch. "Shall we use the toy you were so eager to try?"
Zeltron slow down, but he still moving deeper. "Tell me, when you get it enough." He wisperd to her ear and push her on the wall.
Lorely smiled and showed Tarrik her tattoos, there were quite a few but there was still a lot of untattooed skin on her arms. They had varied designs. One was a bird of prey clutching a Z-95 in its talon, another an Imperial crest and also a few geometric shapes and exotic flowers. 'Glad you like them. I got them here and there, mostly on shore leave when I could find a tattoo parlor.' She brushed her fingers over her arms and then smiled at Tarrik, 'We can get a matching one next time we get the chance, if you like.' Loreley tapped her chin for a second, 'Well, I am kind of curious to see who we went to all that trouble for. Those were quite a few rebels that tried to get at her too. Should we head to the brig and pay her a visit?'
Zenobia's talented tongue dances across Gailte's clit and into her cleft. When her her is pulled, she cries out. "Yes, mistress, I understand! Please let me have it!"
'Alright, let's go. Can't be too hard to find, this is a pretty small ship after all,' Loreley chuckled and then headed out of the hangar with Tarrik, trying to find the way to the brig of the corvette.
This time, come to Fendrat turn to cumming. He come a lot in her ass, gasping from pleasure and enjoy. "Umm... Sorry, I misrated my strenght." He whip his cock and put his pants back on. "I must say, I didn't excepted something like that. You was different than I expected." He said as he helping her get dressed again and sit on the chair.
The Captain showed them the elevator, so they find it quickly. On the way, Loreley sees Song look at her, and then look away sharply. They get into the elevator and head down. When the doors open, they see Fendrat in one the cells, cumming in the Jedi's ass. Tarrik starts laughing.
Fendrat can hear laughter reverberating across the room, and he can see the flygirls standing in the doorway when he turns around.
To his luck, his skin was already red, so he can't be more red. "Hmm... I should say it is not what it look like... But you wouldn't belive in that, so I don't tell that. So yes, It is what it look like, and no, my pheromones aren't here reason." He said stady, not sure what to do next.
Zenobia smiles at the woman. She was just like her, all those years ago. Gailte gets up and strips her skirt and uniform, leaving only her legwear on. A few moments later, both women find themselves on the bed, scissoring each other, with a double dildo connecting them. "So, Ah~ what would you like as a reward, from command?" Gailte asked as she thrust lightly her hips, making her companion moan with pleasure. She leaned forward and captured the younger woman's lips, then started caressing her side.
Loreley tried to wave at Song and tell him to come visit the Jedi, but for some reason he looked away. She shrugged and continued with Tarrik to the elevator. When she saw the red Fendrat fucking the blue Twi'lek's ass, she couldn't believe her eyes and was shocked for a moment, but Tarrik's laughter infected her too after a second. She started snickering and then laughing. She tried to get a grip and poked Tarrik, 'Hhha... hey, let's not be rude, don't laugh... pfff.' She smirked when Fendrat spoke, 'No, no don't be embarrassed, sorry for laughing. Just a bit shocked, you were the last person I expected to take advantage of the prisoners.' Her eyes roamed over the Twi'lek's voluptuous from, 'Not that I blame you. Damn, she's something else.'
Zenobia coos. She kisses back. "A simple slave like me doesn't get to ask things from her mistress! I'll-, ooh, take whatever you give me master!"
"Oh? If Tarkin asks you that question, will that be your answer?" She asked as she nibbled her partner's nipple.
The Twi'lek leans up and looks admiringly at the newcomers. She laughs at the absurdity of the situation. "Thanks. You're quite something, yourself. Um, who are you, though?"
Fendrat laught too, joining to rest of them. "Well, this funny guy is Tarrik, and girl with a lot sence of humor is Loreley. They are both great pilot and with Loreley I know since accademy and few mission." He point at twilek. "And here is a real kind Jedi, who not only don't kill our team, but also she was thirsty of kind touching and I get honor to being ask to help her. Her artistic name is Tika. " He explained with smile.
Zenobia gives a long, needy moan. "No, mistress. I like Tarkin, but I use him for power. You, I obey unconditionally."
