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extrapenguinWe have reached the first +1 of the 5+1+1 Times fic I am writing for sunshinechallenge!
Amethyst
Acina had considered long and hard whether Nox truly wanted her or just access to the rest of Vitiate's collections of Sith ruins and tools of destruction. Truth be told, there was much she didn't understand about the ancient dead immortal's collection, and much she feared might kill her if she investigated. Having someone she trusted by her side would alleviate much of her worries, but she was a Sith. Sith did not trust. Especially not each other.
Yet here she was, waiting for Darth Nox to appear on the discreet shuttle platform. Kaas City rose around her, vertical buildings that spanned the vast Kaas Chasm and beyond, speckled with lights and Imperial insignia. The clouds poured rain around her, the occasional gust bringing droplets to her little shelter.
Finally Nox arrived, alone as directed. There was an eager spring to her step as she half-ran through the downpour.
"I don't suppose you have a forecast for Siqsawanjak?" Nox asked the moment she, too, was under the lip of the shuttle door. Her attempt at bravado was ruined by the note of enthusiasm in her voice.
There was not much space for them in their makeshift shelter. Nox was utterly drenched, water running down her horns and her dark hair plastered against her head. Acina inhaled deeply and felt the smell of rain and wet Zabrak settle deep in the back of her nose.
She tapped the side of the shuttle to open the door and pulled her final safety measure to her hand with the Force. "There is one more condition."
"And what would that be?"
"You wear this for the shuttle rides." Acina lifted the strip of black cloth.
"A blindfold? How charming," Nox purred.
Her potential suitor was insane. Acina had known this, had seen it in several Dark Council meetings, but still it surprised her. "Turn around."
Self-destructive, too, since Nox turned around obediently. Acina could have killed her so easily.
She wrapped the fabric twice around Nox's head and tied it with a knot. Nox would still have the Force, even if there were rumors it trembled in parts of Siqsawanjak, but Acina would have a few moments more of warning if her fellow Sith wanted her dead during the shuttle trip.
To maintain the illusion, Acina placed her hands on Nox's shoulders and steered her into the shuttle. Left down the small corridor and into the cockpit. She strapped Nox down on one of the observer seats and got into the pilot's seat.
Kaas City shrank to a silvery speck beneath them, swallowed by the jungle on the main continent. Acina pushed the shuttle up above the thunderclouds and set a course for the forbidden continent.
Siqsawanjak. Demon-home. Vitiate's personal demesne, when he hadn't been haunting the Dark Temple near Kaas City or mucking about on Zakuul.
A short while later they descended into a thinner cloudbank. Kaas City had a thunderstorm; Siqsawanjak was a mix of overcast skies and light rain. The place Acina had picked out wasn't being rained on.
It was short work to set down the shuttle on the flat surface. Acina had been here before and knew the landing platform would not eat her.
"We have arrived," she declared.
"Ready to manhandle me some more?" Nox purred.
Acina had planned to remove the blindfold here, but if Nox really was after her, not hers... She undid the seatbelt buckle with the Force and pulled Nox to her feet by the collars of her robes. "If you wished to be manhandled, you had only to ask."
Nox grinned. Acina blinked at how sharp her canines were, then tightened her hold on Nox's robes again and walked her backwards out of the shuttle.
Hitting the shuttle door felt like disappointment. She'd have to let go and return to their routine of archaeology-
Nox grabbed the edge of Acina's chestplate and pulled. For a moment, Acina thought her fears had been correct and this was all just a completely regular Sithly ploy to assassinate her.
Then their faces met and Nox immediately turned her head to find Acina's lips with her own. Acina found her fears proven deliciously wrong as Nox clung to her, mouth against mouth, trying to mash her entire body against Acina's like they could occupy the same space if she were determined enough.
Acina shoved Nox against the shuttle door and slotted one of Nox's thighs between her own, then ground against it. Her hips jerked when she found the angle that worked for her – it had been much too long since she last had anyone – and she chased that edge with all the monomaniacal obsession of a Sith Lord, rutting against Nox's body until she came.
"If you wanted me alone, all you had to do was ask," Nox purred, satisfied. The blindfold was still on, barely.
Acina snorted. Trust Nox to treat absolutely nothing with any reverence whatsoever. "Oh, I want much more." She stepped back and let Nox's weight fall to her own feet again. "Though I did intend to show you the Amethyst Palace-"
"Tell me," Nox immediately demanded, a proper Sith smelling blood and demanding more.
Acina waved open the shuttle door. She brought her hands to Nox's face again, gently running them up her cheeks until they hit the blindfold. She eased the fabric over Nox's ears and horns before dropping it on the ground as Nox blinked at the light and the smell of petrichor wafted in from outside.
"It's a giant amethyst geode," Acina explained. "Vitiate had steps dug in and added a throne and some furniture. I suppose he intended to use it as a receiving room."
"Just furniture? Nothing more?"
"I uncovered no evidence of side rooms during my previous visit – though it was brief."
Nox grinned. "Perhaps we should stage a more thorough inspection."
Whether Nox meant actually searching for hidden chambers or simply fucking on Vitiate's throne – probably the former, possibly both – Acina was in. "Of course. This way."
sunshinechallenge!Amethyst
Acina had considered long and hard whether Nox truly wanted her or just access to the rest of Vitiate's collections of Sith ruins and tools of destruction. Truth be told, there was much she didn't understand about the ancient dead immortal's collection, and much she feared might kill her if she investigated. Having someone she trusted by her side would alleviate much of her worries, but she was a Sith. Sith did not trust. Especially not each other.
Yet here she was, waiting for Darth Nox to appear on the discreet shuttle platform. Kaas City rose around her, vertical buildings that spanned the vast Kaas Chasm and beyond, speckled with lights and Imperial insignia. The clouds poured rain around her, the occasional gust bringing droplets to her little shelter.
Finally Nox arrived, alone as directed. There was an eager spring to her step as she half-ran through the downpour.
"I don't suppose you have a forecast for Siqsawanjak?" Nox asked the moment she, too, was under the lip of the shuttle door. Her attempt at bravado was ruined by the note of enthusiasm in her voice.
There was not much space for them in their makeshift shelter. Nox was utterly drenched, water running down her horns and her dark hair plastered against her head. Acina inhaled deeply and felt the smell of rain and wet Zabrak settle deep in the back of her nose.
She tapped the side of the shuttle to open the door and pulled her final safety measure to her hand with the Force. "There is one more condition."
"And what would that be?"
"You wear this for the shuttle rides." Acina lifted the strip of black cloth.
"A blindfold? How charming," Nox purred.
Her potential suitor was insane. Acina had known this, had seen it in several Dark Council meetings, but still it surprised her. "Turn around."
Self-destructive, too, since Nox turned around obediently. Acina could have killed her so easily.
She wrapped the fabric twice around Nox's head and tied it with a knot. Nox would still have the Force, even if there were rumors it trembled in parts of Siqsawanjak, but Acina would have a few moments more of warning if her fellow Sith wanted her dead during the shuttle trip.
To maintain the illusion, Acina placed her hands on Nox's shoulders and steered her into the shuttle. Left down the small corridor and into the cockpit. She strapped Nox down on one of the observer seats and got into the pilot's seat.
Kaas City shrank to a silvery speck beneath them, swallowed by the jungle on the main continent. Acina pushed the shuttle up above the thunderclouds and set a course for the forbidden continent.
Siqsawanjak. Demon-home. Vitiate's personal demesne, when he hadn't been haunting the Dark Temple near Kaas City or mucking about on Zakuul.
A short while later they descended into a thinner cloudbank. Kaas City had a thunderstorm; Siqsawanjak was a mix of overcast skies and light rain. The place Acina had picked out wasn't being rained on.
It was short work to set down the shuttle on the flat surface. Acina had been here before and knew the landing platform would not eat her.
"We have arrived," she declared.
"Ready to manhandle me some more?" Nox purred.
Acina had planned to remove the blindfold here, but if Nox really was after her, not hers... She undid the seatbelt buckle with the Force and pulled Nox to her feet by the collars of her robes. "If you wished to be manhandled, you had only to ask."
Nox grinned. Acina blinked at how sharp her canines were, then tightened her hold on Nox's robes again and walked her backwards out of the shuttle.
Hitting the shuttle door felt like disappointment. She'd have to let go and return to their routine of archaeology-
Nox grabbed the edge of Acina's chestplate and pulled. For a moment, Acina thought her fears had been correct and this was all just a completely regular Sithly ploy to assassinate her.
Then their faces met and Nox immediately turned her head to find Acina's lips with her own. Acina found her fears proven deliciously wrong as Nox clung to her, mouth against mouth, trying to mash her entire body against Acina's like they could occupy the same space if she were determined enough.
Acina shoved Nox against the shuttle door and slotted one of Nox's thighs between her own, then ground against it. Her hips jerked when she found the angle that worked for her – it had been much too long since she last had anyone – and she chased that edge with all the monomaniacal obsession of a Sith Lord, rutting against Nox's body until she came.
"If you wanted me alone, all you had to do was ask," Nox purred, satisfied. The blindfold was still on, barely.
Acina snorted. Trust Nox to treat absolutely nothing with any reverence whatsoever. "Oh, I want much more." She stepped back and let Nox's weight fall to her own feet again. "Though I did intend to show you the Amethyst Palace-"
"Tell me," Nox immediately demanded, a proper Sith smelling blood and demanding more.
Acina waved open the shuttle door. She brought her hands to Nox's face again, gently running them up her cheeks until they hit the blindfold. She eased the fabric over Nox's ears and horns before dropping it on the ground as Nox blinked at the light and the smell of petrichor wafted in from outside.
"It's a giant amethyst geode," Acina explained. "Vitiate had steps dug in and added a throne and some furniture. I suppose he intended to use it as a receiving room."
"Just furniture? Nothing more?"
"I uncovered no evidence of side rooms during my previous visit – though it was brief."
Nox grinned. "Perhaps we should stage a more thorough inspection."
Whether Nox meant actually searching for hidden chambers or simply fucking on Vitiate's throne – probably the former, possibly both – Acina was in. "Of course. This way."
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