SWTOR: The Davire Legacy

[2013] Main Chapters: First Time (Part 2)

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

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The next morning, Quinn awakened from his slumber first, opening his eyes slowly. For a moment, he forgot where he was and quickly glanced around the room to regain his bearings before realizing he was in his lord's quarters. His face flushed as he recalled the events from the previous night. Some of the things they had done were so against the rigid protocol he had been raised with, but he could not deny how free he had felt when he broke away from such regulations. The captain suddenly became aware of the warm, smooth body lying next to him.

Seyje must've rolled over to her side in her sleep and cuddled up by him. Her head was sitting comfortably on his chest right below his chin and her left arm was lying on his stomach, parallel to his body, while her hand rested on his right pectoral. One of Quinn's arms was draped over her shoulder blades and the other was across his stomach, brushing up against the Sith's left elbow.

Quinn used his free hand to brush a strand of hair out of Seyje's face. She looked peaceful in her slumber, an expression so unlike the one she wore in battle. He ran his hand down her smooth cheek, marveling at how beautiful she was, and his mind wandered to the fright he had seen in her eyes the night before. It was true fear – an emotion he had never seen in Seyje, or any other Sith for that matter. Seeing it had been rather unsettling for the Captain. He could still recall the passion between them from the previous night, and for them to get so close only for Seyje to burst the bubble with such startling news.

Glancing down at the sleeping Sith in his arms, Quinn began to wonder how Seyje had learned all those foreplay moves without actually sleeping with other men. To do such things and then refuse them the ultimate goal seemed like a good way to ask for trouble. Granted, she was a Sith, but Quinn didn't doubt that she had to kill a lot of men in order to master such techniques without them trying to take the final prize from her forcefully.

The captain leaned his head down and kissed Seyje gently on the forehead. A light moan came from the Sith and she began to stir. Sapphire eyes met light blue ones as her eyelids fluttered open. Seyje smiled warmly, leaning her head up to kiss Quinn on the lips.

"Morning, Malavai," she said sleepily.

He chuckled quietly as he stroked her hair.

"Good morning, my lord. I presume you slept well?"

"Mmh, better than I have in a long time," Seyje sighed contently, snuggling her head in the nook of his shoulder.

She trailed her hand down his chest and interlocked her fingers with his. The moment was so peaceful. Seyje seemed content just lying there with Quinn – at least that's what he thought.

"In fact," she purred with a sly grin, "I think I may need to find a way to release all this extra energy I've got."

The Sith slid her body on top of Quinn and pulled his arms over his head. His blue eyes turned a shade darker as desire crept up to his corneas. Seyje brushed her lips against his teasingly, hoping to reignite the night's flame. Her drowsiness was suddenly gone. Quinn felt surprised that she was eager for more so soon, but he didn't argue and hungrily kissed her back.

This time, it was Seyje demanding entrance into his mouth as she pinned his hands against the pillows, and Quinn willingly let her in. Her tongue slid expertly across the roof of his mouth, diving around and exploring any open space it could find. He felt the corners of her lips turn upward as his stiff arousal rubbed against her thighs. Quinn groaned with pleasure as she pressed herself into him, a sound that matched the wanting moans from the Sith. Seyje suddenly pulled her lips away and smirked at the confused expression on the captain's face.