SWTOR: The Davire Legacy

[2013] Main Chapters: First Time (Part 1)

Explicit content in this chapter. You've been warned ;)

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There was less than a foot of space between their bodies. The bridge of the ship was dark, the only light being provided by the atmosphere of Dromund Kaas and the blue glow of the galaxy map in front of her. The rest of the crew had already turned in for the night, so there was no one around to interrupt the Sith's meeting with her captain. Her back was to the metal wall of the bridge. Seyje looked into Quinn's bright blue eyes, breathing in the faint scent of cologne. Several emotions quickly flickered across his face, but it was clear that he wasn't going to run away this time. Instead of clasping his hands behind his back in a routinely stiff posture, the captain held them at his side. The Sith noticed his fingertips twitch every now and then out of the corner of her eye. She inched forward slowly, keeping her gaze locked with Quinn's, and placed a hand on his chest.

"M-my lord..." he said nervously, keeping his voice low.

Seyje reached up and put a finger on his lips, silencing the captain. Her hand brushed the right side of his face, and she gently traced the cute little mole on his cheek. Quinn shuddered at her touch and a faint smile appeared on her lips as his breathing quickened. He was trying very hard to restrain himself, but the strikingly beautiful woman in front of him was uncovering years of buried emotions with her very presence.

He had thought her very attractive from the day they first met, and the feelings only grew and expanded after he joined her crew until he could think about nothing but her. It wasn't until a few months ago that Quinn found his heart aching with longing every time she went on a mission without him. He wanted to be at her side every waking moment of the day, to watch her flawlessly cut down her enemies in battle, to win her respect and possibly her heart through his undying loyalty and dedication to her campaign. Seyje had changed his life in ways he could never fully repay her for, but there was a part of the debt he could handle.

Quinn took a shaky breath to try and calm his nerves. He eyed the Sith's expression, uncertain if this was what Seyje wanted, and wrapped his hands around her bare waist, pulling her even closer to him so that the space between them was eliminated. The Sith brought her other hand up and locked her fingers behind Quinn's neck, preventing him from looking away. Indeed, he had acted correctly – this is exactly what she was looking for.

"Do you want me Malavai?" Seyje murmured in his ear.

The sound of his name aroused Quinn as she released her hold on his neck and began to nibble his earlobe. He moaned with pleasure as she moved down his neck and stopped to suck at his Adam's apple. The anticipation inside both of them was unfurling dangerously fast, clouding the air with excitement.

"My lord, it would be a lie to say no," Quinn gasped, finding it difficult to breathe.

The Sith suddenly grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled his head down so that their faces were inches away from each other. He was so handsome and incredibly sexy at the moment. All traces of doubt were gone from his eyes and were replaced by a look of pure lust. Quinn leaned in for a kiss, but Seyje turned her head so his lips landed on her right cheek instead. A sound of disappointment came from him, and a sly grin spread across her face. She enjoyed teasing him like this – it was driving him crazy with desire. Seyje turned her head back and brushed her lips against his, avoiding a real kiss.

"Prove it," she purred challengingly.

The captain growled with annoyance at the games she was playing. He pushed her back into the metal wall and wasted no time in crushing his lips against her. She could taste the yearning and kissed him back as the heat began to build inside her. Quinn bit at her lips, begging for more, and Seyje obliged, opening her mouth to provide passage. A shock went down her spine as his tongue swept through her mouth so fast and so passionately – like a hungry animal – Seyje had to take a step to regain her footing. A throaty chuckle was released from the captain as he seized control of the situation and continued to ravage his lord's body, leaving her helpless to his actions. One of Quinn's hands buried itself in the red hair on the nape of Seyje's neck, and the other moved down to her mid-torso to strengthen his hold on her. The Sith's hands traveled from his collar to his lower back, keeping their lips bound, and she suddenly pulled his hips forward into hers with great force. Quinn groaned with pleasure as she began to rub herself against him. A wolfish grin spread across her lips as she felt him on her inner thigh, and it only encouraged her to press harder. The sounds it drew from the captain were absolutely thrilling to the Sith, and she wanted to hear more of his erotic screams.