A Jedi Conundrum. Ahsoka Tano X Reader X Aayla Secura.

Chapter One: An Annoying Itch.

Ahsoka Tano, Jedi knight in training, was horny. As was to be expected of the recently turned eighteen year old Togruta woman. And while the ever expanding universe had a plethora of seemingly never-ending sex toys, Ahsoka had gotten rather bored of the usual vibrations and pulsating toys. The young lesbian had surfed the Holo-net looking from pornsite subscription to pornsite subscription. Sighing loudly in her tiny room in the Jedi temple, the orange skinned woman turned off the moaning pair of women. The 3D images blinking away with a push of a button. "Why is life so boring now?" After her master Anakin had been promoted to the role of Master, Ahsoka's life had been full on. She had recently upon her eighteenth birthday been accepted as a Jedi Knight and as such was expected to preform missions without the aid of her masters. The war still raged on, Grievous, Ventress and Dooku remained at large.

Having come back from deep space, Ahsoka was finally allowed some time to herself. Problem was, what aroused her before was simply boring now. Sighing once more Ahsoka pushed herself from her bed role and stepped towards the door, wanting to walk the streets for a change. Despite the time Ahsoka passed by a few groups of younglings, a few other knights and even Master Plo Koon who said he was on his way to the library. Reaching the streets, Ahsoka wrapped the light brown cloak she wore around her slender yet muscular form tighter to brace herself against the cold air. Perhaps a bar? No the amount of drunkards would quickly wear down her mood. The Clone Barracks? No, now that she was older Ahsoka was far too aware of the looks the genetic replicas gave her. Ahsoka soon managed to find a quiet corner of the streets and took out her Holo-communicator and dialled a number she called often. Waiting a few minutes as people passed her by, a few Twi'leks and one or two other races as well, the communicator suddenly flared to life as the blue form of Senator Padmae Amidala greeted her.

"Ahsoka!" she smiled happily, her features relaxing as she saw who was calling her, "to what do I owe the pleasure?" This was one thing Ahsoka loved about the senator, aside from her stubbornness the woman was always ready to help her friends.

"Good afternoon Padmae, I was wondering if you had plans tonight?" Ahsoka started her voice lowering to a whisper as a crew of Mandalorians walked past carrying a loading crate. "Because lately I've been so bored." The look Padmae gave her told Ahsoka all she needed to know.

"Sorry, Ahsoka, but I'm rather busy at the moment... But what's got you so bored?" Looking back and forth down the alley way to see if anyone was paying her any attention. A light darker shade of orange spread on the woman's cheeks as she planned her words.

"Well Padmae, nothings... satisfying me... If you catch my meaning?" With a knowing smile, Padmae cocked her head to the side and nodded.

"Of course, Ahsoka. I know something you can do, I'll send you a place to go. It's your choice if you wanted to go or not." The hologram pushed a button Ahsoka could not see and a set of coordinates appeared on Ahsoka's wrist device. "For someone like you, it should provide some help. Believe me, you are far from the first Jedi to have such a problem." Breathing a sigh of relief, Ahsoka smiled warmly at the senator.

"Thank you yet again senator, if you ever need my help I'm only a call away." With a curt nod the call was cut and the holo-communicator placed back in the Torrita's pocket.

Padmae's coordinates led Ahsoka further into one of the more busy quadrants of the planet-wide-city. The people here switched from being disgruntled bar goers and seedy looking people to more lavish folk, those dressed in quality clothes that screamed of wealth. Looking at her device, Ahsoka followed the trail until she came outside a large building with bright pink walls that was at least four stories tall. Flood lights brightened the exterior and women in high end yet still sultry looking clothes worked the street, luring people in the large double wooden doors. Cathar, Twi'leks, Zeltrons even other Togrutas appeared to be working from what Ahsoka could see from outside, peering into the bar like ground floor through the large glass windows. Taking a deep breath, Ahsoka started walking up a nervous smile on her face. She quickly caught the attention of one of the other girls, a Cathar who reminded Ahsoka of some very feral looking creatures despite her humanoid figure. Perhaps it was all the fur.