Love Across The Stars (Aayla Secura x Male Reader)

Short Negotiations

Aayla POV:

With (Y/N) in the shower, I decided I'd watch him, to ensure he would not escape. If the file I read on him is anything to go by...Im surprised master Kenobi and the rest of the council aren't taking this more seriously.

While I heard the shower going, I decided to see if I could calm myself by meditating. lucky this Padawan room had a meditation seat.I place my saber near me on the end of the bed, I sit cross-legged on the meditation chair and allow my mind to go where itt wants to.

My thoughts mimicing a beautiful forrest, Lush green grash and tall trees, but most of all silence and clarity The gentle breeze carrying my body, guiding it to where the force knows it needs to be, It guides my mind to what is important to me.

I do not know how long I had meditated for, My surroundings  had dissapated and all noice had seised to exist, I get a feeling within my gut to open my eyes. I open them to the grey coloured room around me, My vision is blurry as I see a cloudy tall figure standing staring at me.

I gently rub my eyes to focus and---

OH MY GODS!!!!!!

That thing is huge!

I feel my face burn warmer than Mustafar, I cover my face with my hands while I shake my head franticly. The image of that absolute womb-kisser still stuck in my head as I try to shake it away.Throush the swishing of my lekku, swaying and hitting each other, I hear a coarse laugh.

HAHAHA

I look through the tips of my fingures to see (Y/N) standing naked with his hands on his hips, Letting his cock just hang. He looks down at me with all the smugness I'd imagine someone like him to have.

"See something you like Sweet-lek?"

I immediatly shoot to my feet, looking angrly at him with a wild blush, my one hand resting on my hip near my saber the other pointed accusingly at him.

"I-I-Its A-A-Aayla...Y-Y-You Pervert! what t-the hell is wrong with you.P-Put some clothes on for mortis sake."

I once again cover my face while loooking away. Im flustered and cannot speak properly, judging by that laugh once again...He's enjoying this. That sick freak, exposing himself like this...I bet he did this on purpose..

''Ugh I dont need this... Ill be outside!" I say as I strom past, once again, head in hands..

(Y/N) POV:

Well...That was something...

You had calmed down from your laughing fit, and decided to get changed. Pulling the white, circular tube toward you, you take a closer look at it, sleek white and grey design with black trim. On yop of the lid is a republic insignia, which you learn you need to press to open the capsual.

You sigh in releif when you see your armour again. The navy blue working with the silver beskar seemlessly. It brings back many memories for you. Not all bad. There were good times to. As you lift your chest plate to your face you cant help but think of that one time Bo and you were training after school, She had staggered you and in this time in her young age she had taken to rushing you and slamming her head into your face.

You at this time had seen through it and had fully stood up, she full force rammed her head into your small chest armour and had gotten a concusion. she had to lay in bed for two days. HA! serves her right.

You continue to dress yourself, but you cant help but think about how Bo is doing. Where she is. More over, how she'd feel if you two ever met again.You finished getting dressed, taking the opprotunity to look yourself over. Thinking you dont look to bad even if the clothes were a bit creased and smelled off.