Star Wars: Swords of the Force

[Armphid]

His reply was lost as her lips met her with a fervent ardor that stunned and delighted him. He felt so hot suddenly, his clothes stifling almost. As her body pressed against him, her graceful curves sweet and flush to his battle hardened muscle, he heard a small voice in him say that this was against the Code. He was feeling without thinking, losing himself in the emotion. He should stop, rein back. He told the voice to shut up, his hands slowly moving up and down her back.

Their tongues joyously dueled, grappling for control and dominance, almost as they themselves had in the dance last night. He felt so alive with her, so real and rawly sensual. The fact that he knew she was dangerous only made it all better, though he felt sure...why he wasn't certain, that right now, she was no threat to him. Right now.

 

[HookerBoots]

With a sigh, she pulled back a little. There was disappointment and worry mixed with the hunger in his eyes, and Irina smiled slightly. "I think that we would both be better served sitting - or perhaps laying - down from this point." She lifted up again to kiss him softly, teasingly, and winked. "My neck is getting sore from having to stretch so much."

Her hands slid down his arms, caressing the muscles there, and held his hands. "Take me to bed, Ramza. Please."

 

[Armphid]

Ramza almost melted at those words. Spoken so plainly and so honestly. The affection and the lust in her voice, in the way her hands touched him, massaged the muscles of his forearms, it was like the magic that so many accused the Force of being.

Here there was no politics. No lies or half-truths, no veiled motives, and no masks to wear. They were being themselves, and they were doing nothing to hide the sudden desire and closeness that had sprung up between them.

"I could never refuse you that offer," he smiled. He kissed her, a fast, hot kiss, before he took her hands in his, leading her through the spacious penthouse. "Irina, I want this, I want you so much I'm almost afraid of it." The bedroom was smaller than expected, but it had curtained French doors that lead out to the large balcony. His bed was an elegant queen size, roughly made as he'd left it that morning.

He pulled her into his arms beside it, pressing her to him. "Do you want to lie down now or...would you like to rid ourselves of any, ah, obstacles first?"

 

[HookerBoots]

Irina's answering smile was slow and gentle, and she didn't say anything as her hands went to the sash around his waist. She removed the swords from it, letting them slide to the floor, before she began to work the knot loose. "I think," it came untied and slithered off his body, "that we should have a few obstacles as possible."

Her hands then started unbuttoning his shirt, sliding it off his shoulders when she reached the bottom, her eyes never leaving his face. She kissed him again, her fingertips running over the bare skin of his chest and back. As her fingers trailed down to the top of his pants, she pulled back again, looking up at him with another smile. "What do you think?"

 

[Armphid]

"I think that you doing that just now, is the most erotic thing that has ever happened." Ramza grinned broadly, delighting in the feel of her hands on his body. It had taken long hours of struggle, practice, exercise and work to forge it. She seemed appreciative, even of the few scars that were here and there. Jedi training wasn't exactly low impact.

"But you are right." "As few," he kissed her, his hands going to her waist, "obstacles," they moved up to the fasteners that ran down the left side of her long tunic, "as possible." Deftly, each was undone until he opened the garment and slid it down her arms. Beneath she wore a thin undershirt, the curves he so desperately wanted to see and feel almost clear to him. He stepped close, pulling her to him, to feel her through that thin fabric. His hands ran up and then down her back, around to the snap of her leggings. He took it, and as he kissed her deeply, undid it. He did no more, just unfastened and let his hands still. For the moment.

 

[HookerBoots]

Her body was tingling all over, as though there were a mild current running through her, with every motion of his hands on her. Irina let her fingers slide along the waist of his pants before unfastening them as he had done to hers. But as she kissed him again, her fingers slipped between his skin and the fabric of his pants. In one smooth motion, she slid them down his legs and to the tops of his boots.

The smile on her face turned appreciative as she pressed herself against him, feeling the growing hardness below his waist.

 

[Armphid]

The smile on her lips was perhaps the highest compliment he'd ever recieved. Certainly one of the most honest. He grinned in response, "Thank you." "I"m glad you approve, I'm very pleased myself." With her tunic gone, he could feel the inviting ripeness of her body all the more as their forms rubbed together. By the Force, he had to have her!

His kiss was fierce as he slid the zipper of her trousers down, his fingers peeling the tight fitting pants down off of her smooth legs until they fell about her booted feet. Then he let his them run up and down the glory of her exposed legs as their lips dueled.

When they broke the kiss, he chuckled ruefully. "We had to both wear boots, didn't we?"

 

[HookerBoots]

She laughed back. "The footwear of choice for the galatic elite." One finger ran idly up and down the back of his neck, then pulled away with a sigh. "But since we're getting rid of obstacles, I suppose we should take them off." She sat down on the bed and bent forward to undo and remove her boots, slipping off her camisole as she kicked them all the way off.

Irina let her pants slide down her legs and leaned back on the bed, smiling at him. "Well, I think I've tackled all my obstacles. Your turn, Ramza."

 

[Armphid]

For a few moments, he just stared at her on the bed. Irina nude and so charmingly provocatively displayed was the most erotic thing he'd ever seen. He gazed at her bare form with undisguised admiration and desire, trying to fix how she looked in that moment in his mind forever. "And my turn could not come sooner," he said with a smile.

Kneeling, he worked on the boot straps for a moment, undoing them, then removed the well fitting but cumbersome footware. He stepped out of the pooled cloth of his pants, still eying her luscious form. He pulled his undergarments down, fully revealing himself. His manhood was erect and throbbing with want to feel her hands, her body, to be sheathed in her wet heat.

He slid onto the bed, smiling at her as he worked his way up beside her. "Better, isn't it?" His arms went about her, his hands desperate to touch and caress her skin as his lips sought hers.

 

[HookerBoots]

Irina almost moaned at the feel of Ramza's hands sliding against the bare skin of her waist. It was easy to forget, like this, that they were on opposing sides, to forget that she was Sith. She felt like a woman, that was all, and she couldn't remember the last time that had happened. It was almost distubing how she felt around him, but she let all the worries slip away as they kissed again.

One hand slid up his body to rest on the side of his neck before wrapping around the back of his head, pulling him closer. There was desperation as well as hunger in their kiss, and she moaned softly at the feeling of his stiff cock pressing against her.

 

[Armphid]

Ramza let her pull him down, a smile without and grin in it on his face. This was a serious, hot, lustful smile. Irina filled his senses and threatened to blow all of his thoughts away. He let them go, feeling a slight twinge of guilt as he did so. It was against the Code to be ruled by emotion, and he was in these moments with her.

Her low moan was a heavenly sound, and he so wanted to hear more. He kissed down her jawline to her neck, feasting on the elegant curve. He kissed, licked, and lightly nipped at her smooth skin, working lower until came to run his lips lightly along her collarbone. His hands were busy, gliding over her legs and around back to feel the firm glory of her taut ass.

 

[HookerBoots]

As his head started to move downward, Irina took a shuddering breath and ran her fingers through Ramza's black hair. She let him nibble and lick at her skin, moaning quietly at the warm wet feeling of his mouth. "Ramza," she whispered, lifting one leg so that it lay over his. He was finding all of her spots with amazing dexterity, and a chilling thought struck her. How many other women . . . she would worry about it later. Later, she'd find out who they were, and kill them; she'd pull the information from his mind if she had to, but she would do it. But now wasn't the time for that level of anger, or that sort of thought, her body told her brain.

Her hands were running through his hair and down his neck, over his shoulders, caressing the muscles there, feeling them shift as his hands moved on her. There was a good strength to his body, firm muscles and smooth skin balanced by the intriguing scars that were here and there. Another moan escaped her lips as his mouth moved again.

 

[Armphid]

Her taste was salty and tangy, and he could not get enough. Ramza feasted on her skin, his lips and tongue tasting her again and again. The way her hands tangled in his hair, the way they drifted over his body, hearing her moan his name, it was all so perfect, and so good.

Ramza was glad for the lovers he'd had in that moment, not that he'd had them, but that being with them allowed him to be this good for her, here and now. There was no falsehood in her cries, or in the heated response of her lush body, just raw carnal enjoyment and a deep and rapidly growing affection.

He cupped her ass with his hands, tipping her upward. Her body pressed against him more firmly, and he grinned as he looked up at her with hot, hungry eyes. "You're magnificent, Irina," he whispered. Then he kissed the junction of her collarbone once more, before his mouth moved on. Kisses peppered downward, through the middle of the sweet valley between her breasts. Ramza moved outward, kissing and licking the firm globes of her bosom, one tot he other and back again.

 

[HookerBoots]

Irina bit her lower lip, trying to muffle her moaning pleasure, as Ramza began to lick and kiss her breasts. "Oh, Ramza, that feels incredible." It did feel amazing, his touch was so exciting that she was feeling feverish all over just from this. It was possible she might pass out from the sheer heat between them when he slid inside of her.

With a happy sigh, she kept touching him, not wanting him to stop what he was doing, but wanting to have as much contact with him as she could. Her breath was coming harder now, and little moans and gasps were coming with them. She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this turned on and sexy, and pulled his head marginally tighter to her chest, trying not to be too aggressive but needing him so much.

 

[Armphid]

Ramza let out a moan when she pressed his head down to one of her breasts. He loved it when a woman guided him along, even when he was 'ordered' sometimes. This felt so amazing, and she hadn't even touched his member yet. He might just explode when she did.

He bathed her tit in kisses and soft, raspy licks until he came to the pink aerola. He licked at it, running his wet, rough tongue over her nipple once, twice, a third time. Then to took it into his mouth, sucking and nibbling, gently at first, then harder.

 

[HookerBoots]

She felt Ramza's moan against her chest, and moaned as well. With a shuddering breath, Irina tugged his head up from her chest, feeling the wetness between her legs grow when she saw her nipple slide from his mouth. She pulled his face to hers and kissed him deeply. Licking her lips, she smiled at him, and whispered, "Ramza, please, I want to have you inside of me."

Irina arched her back up, pressing herself more firmly against him, wrapping a leg around his hips and holding her breath as she felt his hardness against her. "Oh, Ramza, please. I've never wanted anyone this much."

 

[Armphid]

Ramza kissed her passionately, groaning into her lips as she pressed herself against his hardness. That was the sexiest thing he'd ever heard in his life. Her asking, no, demanding him to join with her. He broke the kiss, looking down into those brilliant eyes, "And I've never needed anyone so deeply."

It was true. True in a way that would have startled and concerned him, were he capable of rational thought right now. He rolled his hips up and down, driving them both wild with the sweet friction of his stiffness on her hot skin. "You're so sexy and I need so badly to fill you, Irina."

He shifted a little lower, his manhood coming into touch with her wet pussy and sending a jolt of pleasure through them both. "Oh!" "Oh, yesss..." Ramza licked his lips, taking one hand and guiding the head of his cock to push past her lips, bumping her tight entrance. He waited a moment, savoring the anticipation, then slowly entered her. "Oohhhh, Irina!" "Ahhh," he gasped and moaned as he pressed deeper and deeper, sheathing his hungry dick in her hot, wet, silkiness.

 

[HookerBoots]

He slid into her, and Irina let out a moan that was both shrill and gutteral. Nothing in her life had felt this purely good, purely pleasurable, that she could remember. Even the Force . . . well, she'd heard that Jedi found it exhilerating, but she had never been able to believe that something that powerful wouldn't hold some risk. But this was . . . this was amazing.

"Ohhhh, Ramza!" She pressed herself tighter against him, feeling him spread her open as he slid in. "You feel so wonderful, so good!" Irina tossed her head back and moaned, biting her lip. "I want more, Ramza, please? You feel too good."

 

[Armphid]

He loved her sound of her primal moans, of the pleasure and need that resounded in them. As she asked him, begged him for more, he closed his eyes, savoring the sound and the sensation. "You'll have more, Irina." He opened his eyes, looking into hers with a hungry gaze and a hint of a smirk. "I'll give you all I have."

With that, he growled low in the back of his throat, pushing himself deeper into her. Her walls clutched and grasped at his manhood as he filled the wet heat of her passage, sheathing his full length in her. His scrotum lightly struck her flesh, and still he pressed, determined to reach her core. "Suns....I can't...ohhh, you feel magnificent!" "So sexy, so tight, so warm, and wet...you're so good, so verrrry good."

He halted, kissing her hard, aggressively even. Then he began to move inside her, pulling out until only the head of his member was within her, then driving his full length in again. And again. And again. Slowly at first, but building to a steady pace and rhythm.

 

[HookerBoots]

Irina kissed him back, meeting the pressure and fierceness there with her own. Her hands clutched his shoulders from underneath, moaning as he started to move faster in and out of her. "Ohhh . . . oh, my . . . yessssssss," she groaned, gripping him more tightly.

She tucked her face into where his neck and shoulder met, nipping the skin there gently. With a sighing moan, she began to work her hips to meet his thrusting rhythm, letting out little noises that punctuated the sound of his balls slapping against her. This was easily the most intense . . . anything she'd ever been part of, and her brain was functioning on a primal level.

 

[Armphid]

Sithspawn, she was perfect! She moved with him in perfect rhythm, matching him motion for motion. As he plunged in, she brought her hips up, and the sweet ravaging her lips were performing on his skin was miraculous in it's intensity. "Irina...that's so good, mmm." "Don't stop, lover."

Her moans and whimpers spurred him on as he fucked her, the two surprise lovers settling into a fast, almost rough pace as they took raw carnal joy in each other. "Never felt so alive," he whispered, clutching her to him as he sawed in and out of her sweet silky tunnel, "So real, so good...nnnn..." "You're so good, such a lover, never felt anything like this," he muttered fervently, in a throaty, stunned, sex laden voice meant only for her.

 

[HookerBoots]

The sound of his voice sent shivers through her body, adding more stimulation to the pleasure he was already giving her. "I feel. . . feel like I'm flying . . . ohhhhhh, so good!" She moved her lips from his neck to his ear, hearing his breath hitch as she did. Irina nipped his earlobe, sucked on it gently, while still matching the motions of his hips. "Never had . . . mmmm . . . anyone like you," she whispered, running her tongue along the edge of his ear.

Her breath was coming in short, sharp pants - it was almost astonishing how much more tiring good sex was than a good fight - and she could feel the muscles in her legs trembling as she wrapped them around him tightly. "Yes, Ramza, that's it! God, I'm gonna . . . uhn!" she let out a shrill cry and grabbed onto him tightly as the tingles in her body combined into one large orgasm.

 

[Armphid]

When her mouth and tongue found his earlobe, he thought he might shoot right then and there. It was one of his erogenous zones that few knew about, and no one ever thought to stimulate. What she was doing...grife, it was like she'd been his lover for years, like she knew exactly how to play his body. "Irina," he whimpered her name, tensing at the touch of her soft lips, her wet tongue, "Oh, that's...it almost hurts, it's so good," he breathed.

Then it happened. He heard her warning, felt her body start to respond, her breath catching...then came the shrill squeal and that magnificent trembling of her body as she crested her pleasure. He lifted up slightly, watching her face as the orgasm washed over and through her, fixing that image in his moment. It was so hot, so sexy, and all the more because of the honest intensity of it, and knowing he had given this pleasure to her. "Fuck, that's so sexy, Irina." "Feeling you cum around my cock, it's so...ahhhh, ahh, bloody nass!"

Ramza bit his lip, driving into her with a sudden rushing abandon as he felt his own climax about to burst forth. "Irina!" "I'm cumming!" "ahhhh, ohhh, all for you, all because of you!" He thrust in as deep as he could go, melting into her as he let out a moaning cry of tortured pleasure, sensation rocking through his member as it spasmed within her, pumping his load into her deepest recesses.

 

[HookerBoots]

Irina let out another moan as she felt him release his load of cum inside of her. There was nothing more thrillingly sexual, elementally erotic, than feeling that pulsing heat flow into her, and she cradled his face in her hands as he came, his eyes closed and face twisted into an expression that was clearly pleasure bordering on pain.

As he relaxed, the awareness returning to his face, she brushed gentle fingers over his cheek and pulled him into a deep kiss. Her legs rubbed up and down the backs of his legs and his ass, still relishing the feeling of his cock inside of her. "Oh, Ramza, you are amazing. Just amazing." She ran light kisses along his jawline and neck, tasting the good taste of his skin and sweat.

 

[Armphid]

Ramza was still for a few seconds, just breathing and soaking in the feeling. Sometimes, this was an awkward part of love making. If the chemistry wasn't right, or it was a fling, these intimate moments after were often hesitant and strange. But now, he felt as though he was bathed in the warmth and brilliance of a thousand suns. He laughed, for no reason other than joy, until her deep, passionate kiss cut it off.

The kiss broke and he stared into her eyes for a few moments, just...to look at her. How beautiful she was! "Thank you, Irina, but you forget yourself." "It does take two, and I've never...grife, Irina, the way you make me feel, the way just your touch enflames and pleases me..." He kissed her again, a long, slow expression of just what he was struggling to say. "I never imagined it could be like this," he whispered as their lips touched. "You're rather a miracle, lover."