Disclaimer - People and places discovered by George Lucas and Lucasfilm belong to them. The story and concept is mine.
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Seduction ~~
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“Do you not fear me?” said the Sith, as he eagerly pulled at his woman’s tunic, eyes glazed with lust, soft with love.
“I am a Sith Lord, Heart of Darkness, a black magician of most evil aspect. Does that not inspire you to terror?” as he pulled the tunic from her shoulders, pushed her breathlessly against the wall, kissed her neck, her throat.
Hips pushed against the wall by his, she could feel his arousal pressed against her belly, hard and warm under his garments. She smiled into his glittering golden eyes, said nothing, wanted him most fiercely.
He stopped the kissing, put his face at the side of hers, took her hands and put them on his red and black skin inside his own tunic. This was the first time she had touched him so intimately.
“Look into my heart, see what I have done” he whispered, as he dropped her tunic to the floor, “then caress me more if you can.”
She did. The woman ran her fingers over his ribs, put her hands around his back, explored his powerful shoulders, the straight backbone, the soft skin which shivered under her touch.
“My mind is a well of anger and rage, a maelstrom of dark forces. Shall you swim with me there?” then he kissed her, tasted her, teased her tongue with his own.
Holding his head in her hands she kissed his beautiful eyes, touched his lips, brought her hand down his jaw, his neck…
“My soul is darker than night, sold to a wisdom deeper and darker than anything you can know of. Will you stay when you have drunk of it?” as he pressed her to him, hands flying down her flanks, touch like feathers, making her breath hitch.
Her slim hands took his clawed ones, kissed them, put them on her breasts. She put her head on his chest, listening to his alien heartbeat.
“I will cause you pain, unwittingly, but pain nonetheless. Will you still love me then?” the Sith breathed into her ear, running his tongue round the rim of it, warm breath blowing gently into the shell.
“Always.” Said the woman, running her hands over his black skull to his horns, touching the velvety skin which surrounded them. He moaned softly, bent and bit her soft throat with his lethally sharp white fangs, licked the tiny drops of blood which welled up from her flesh.
“My inheritance is power - power to rend galaxies, power to create stars, power to make and unmake. Will you enjoy it with me?”
His lips moved to her breasts, caressed the nipples with his rough tongue, sucked, played, as his hands undid the rest of her clothes, moved to her secret places. His fingers stroked and teased, found she was ready for him.
“When I take you, I shall be faithful to you for ever, will you be faithful to me?” he questioned, drawing his hand down her cheek, turning her head and looking into her eyes, kissing her soft lips.
She smoothed his breeches over his hips, pushed them down, felt his body touch hers skin to skin, felt him truly aroused, naked, hard and hot against her belly. She stroked him, he shuddered, put himself at the entrance to her body.
“I will chain your body to mine with such delights as you cannot imagine, you will know pleasures undreamed of. Will that be enough for you?” he murmured into her hair, his hands at her waist, preparing to hold her.
She raised her hips, closed her eyes, and he pushed himself into her, sharply. She gave a quick intake of breath, of pleasure, threw her head back and surrendered her body to his. The Sith started to move in the most ancient dance of all, long slow rhythmic strokes, taking her higher…
When her head spun with the pleasure and delight, he snatched her mind and took her to a place only he knew, where every nerve was on fire for him, where all her being craved his touch and nearness.
“We shall die in the heart of a sun you and I. Fire to quench fire, chaos to eat chaos.” He said softly, as she lost her mind at last and spun endlessly with him.
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Dark Lady 13 Sep 2000