⭐Fifteen⭐

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The room was cast in darkness as twilight fell on Balmorra. Wind blew gently into the room stirring the sleeping temptress from her slumber. Zira Ren twisted her head to face the open windows, her blood red hair billowing out around her bare shoulders.

Something passed through the Force, a disturbance of sorts. It felt like silent shadows slithering across the room except it was a presence. And it was a sly one at that! Zira's eyes remained closed but she kept her mind open seeking out that disturbance. It felt closer much closer to the extent that Zira slid her hand under her pillow to clutch a hold of lightsaber.

"That won't be necessary, my master." A low seductive timbre reverberated into the dim of the room. Zira snapped open her eyes and sat up straight twisting slightly to face the intruder. Even in the dim darkness of night Zira could see the muscular physique of Taka Ren stood at the end of her bed: she visibly relaxed as he knelt one knee onto the bed and then the other stalking towards her. His shaggy main of tawny hair fell into his ocean blue eyes that sucked the very breath out of her.

Zira stilled, her muscles tensing with anticipation and forbidden desires. "You shouldn't be in here, Taka." She chastised him, her own velvety timbre was tainted with a sleep filled husk making it even more seductive than it already sounded.

Taka smiled crudely. "Oh but I should. This time tomorrow another man shall be in my place. A man not worthy to pleasure you or lie with you.'

"And what makes you think you, Taka are worthy?" Zira chimed wickedly.

Taka did not take the bait. He knew he was worthy unlike the repulsive general turned Supreme Leader, Armitage Hux. "I know every crevice of your body, I know what makes you scream." Taka purred. It was true Zira and Taka had claimed each other as lovers years prior to this midnight encounter, they had even professed their love for one another. But tonight was different. As they made love Taka purred into Zira's ear, "You are mine and no one else's. This Galaxy should be ours to rule."

"Yes, my love." Zira panted in response. "I will make it ours and we will take our revenge on our master."

The very thought of vengeance spurred the dark side in Taka to heavenly heights. He took every ounce of his passion and emulated it to Zira. "He will bow to us as we crush what he has built. We will be unstoppable."

"Immortal!"

Taka met Zira's eyes askance from behind. "We have that power now locked away on Nathemar."

"But what of Hux?" Taka questioned, the burning rage inside of him evaporated to a searing jealousy. It grew inside him like the greenest vines of ivy strangulating Taka to submit to his jealous wiles.

Zira felt her insides turn, the arrangement had been forced upon her and she most definitely did not want to lye with the repulsive pasty man that usurped what should have been hers. "I will kill him when he is most vulnerable. All men are fickle when a woman spreads her legs. I will take a knife to his throat before he can even touch me."

"The marriage would seal you as heir to the throne. Mmm, it is a marvellous plan indeed." Taka applauded his beloved temptress.

"Our brothers and sisters would not abject to spreading such darkness upon this feeble excuse for a Galaxy." Zira added.

The night dwindled on effortlessly as the two Knights plotted the Supreme Leader's downfall and their vengeance upon a man they had once called master. Aye they would spread their own might upon the Galaxy wreaking havoc and purging it into an abyss of blood-soaked darkness. It would be beautiful. A Galaxy surrounded by Zira and Taka's vision, taking out the Resistance would be an easy task. The Jedi Scavenger and Kylo Ren perhaps would take more effort than simply killing for sport.

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