The Dark Academy on Korriban

Setting the sabre at her hip, she picked up a pair of powders offering handfuls of them to Zeno, then taking up some herself. She threw them upon the growing fire that was the blood stalker's carcass. The flames turned a dark blue hue and rose higher off of the body. It was obvious she wanted Zeno to follow suit. Then, grabbing up the bags of minerals she ground them with a mortar and pestle until they were dust and added them to the blaze.

Lastly, she took the illium crystal from her blade and threw it into the open wound of the fiery corpse. "Add yours and then the ritual begins."

She began to disrobe, and chant before the creature.

Zeno moved along with alacrity, copying her movements as appropriate. Her lead was followed and when the time came he added his second crystal to the flaming belly of the beast. It was all very exhilarating to be part of the ceremony once more and if her mind was touching his as his was hers she could feel that lust for power and drive to perform the ritual well. He did not speak, only listening and acting.

Falling to her knees she raised her arms in a spastic motion as her chant became more pronounced, and as she did so, the flames seemed to sway and move with her body. A dull whistling emanated from within the beast, and those contrails of life that she had pulled from their last kill, instead welled up out of the creature's body and curled back into it like a series of circuits. The flames followed the coiling energies as far as they could off the beast's body.

She gestured for Zeno to join her, to kneel behind her and place his hands upon her hips, "Vell our powver together und it vill pass from us into our crucible. Ve must add more powver. Zhis beast vas fine, but not as strong as our last. Ve must add more for zhe ritual to vork."

He does as commanded moving to sit as close to her as he can, chest to back, feeling the movements both in thought and touch. He pulls energy from the dark side and pours it into her as best as he can attempting to make it as though they were simply one large pool of dark energy. His hands gripped her hips strongly and he pushed mentally into the pool of power that was the flesh cauldron before them.

The dark emerald energies pooled in and around them and funneled into the beast like a slow misty vortex. It whirled in the air and then joined with the power already being generated there. Bits of sand and even small stones began to move away by the sheer kinetic force that was being generated by the ritual.

For several minutes the process continued and the acrid smell of the burning carcass filled the air, but Jun-Tsu paid it no mind. She continued to chant and writhe in a mystical trance. At last she finally fell silent, her voice echoing off the hills and dunes and then into nothing. The witch fell back into Zeno's embrace and the last of the accrued energy ebbed from her and settled in the beast. There it continued to churn and cycle, now of its own accord with the flames.

"It vill take as long as it takes for zhe fire to burn und zhe Dark-light to leawe. It iz uzually about an hour." She panted lightly, and her skin was slick from the exertion.

Zeno himself was breathing heavily from the exertion, the rise and fall of his chest pressing against her back. He layed back on the ground and pulled her with him so she could rest. "That was more intense for me than last time. Im glad I was able to participate with my energies more. I believe it did a lot to connect us more strongly."

"A taste of vhat it iz like in a Farro ceremony. Zhough magnify zuch a zenzation by ten und you have zhe powver ve channel in our rituals. It can be an owervhelming experience." She slipped her arm under his, resting her hands against the back of his.

That chaotic feeling she had, mellowed but did not dissipate. It pulsed through her body in a way that was almost palpable to Zeno. She let her other hand slip to his clothed thigh as they rested and it sent jolts of energy between them. He could feel it pass from her and into him and then been drawn back into her through his chest.

"I can feel your spirit. Zhe training zhese past few veeks, zhe meditation und focus haz made it darker. You are getting there. If you ewer came to Korriz, und ve could vash you in zhe Dark-light, cleanse each inch of you in its glory," there was a thrill that passed through her. "I zhink of zhat day....from time to time. I vatch it in zhe future vhen I am alone."

The feeling provokes an ecstatic response from him, his energy moving more freely and openly between them. "Half the time it is what I mediate on. The pain and pleasure of being enveloped and infused with such powerful energies," he replies, his hands moving to interlock fingers with her as he nibbles on her neck. "I will make it to Korriz or die trying Jun-Tsu. I want this power. And I want to share it with you. I want to taste every bit of it."

"It haz been a drought zhese past few veeks. Vhile zhe fires burn, I could use some rain." She didn't bother looking back. Certainly Zeno knew what she meant.

"Then let's get you a drink," he say, moving one of his wrists to her mouth. "I wouldn't want you to go thirsty."

He continues to nibble at her neck, eventually drawing a bit of blood, letting it stain his lips and tongue.

Jun-Tsu didn't need to bite, but instead seemed to feed directly off of the essence in his body. It drew out as green tendrils from his veins into her mouth, the force splitting the skin in a painful slit. She lapped silently at it, then bent back her head to allow him to better attack her neck. As he bit her hands clawed into the fabric along his legs, and where she did it seemed to wither and fray, The power of the dark side too much for the weak threads.

"More," he says, feeling the pain and ecstasy that came with it. "You are stronger. Do not hold back."

His hands moved to her stomach pulling her tightly. "Take what you wish." His mind opened as he reached into hers, compounding the feelings they shared.

"You should be careful. I have been studying, und my powver iz blossoming under new tutelage." She smirked, and turned herself to face him. She slipped her legs over his, a hand going to the waist of his pants. Her other rested at his chest, and there with a sharp pulling motion, drew out his energy through opening gashes.

The pain was stabbing and very unlike the light sips she had taken before. This was threatening, deadly, and piercing.

OOC: Since this is fluff I'm not going to roll my Force Power, but for the time being Zeno can lose 3 Health. I'll be healing him of that same amount by the end of this thread. (I'll gain 1 conflict for doing so which I'm okay with).

"Fuuu..." he can't finish the word as his back arches slowly lifting Jun-Tsu into the air. His eyes roll back into his head as he accepts the pain and lets the endorphin and adrenaline run rampant through his body. There is a twisted and pained smile, his teeth bared as he clenches them. His fingers dig into her thighs with strength. When the pulling pain subsides his breath is still coming in heavy bursts and she can feel his excitement at the intense pain in so many ways. He rests back down on the ground and looks her in the eyes, locking his gaze with intense passion. "Damn. My witch-princess grows stronger and stronger. I'm definitely going to make it to Korriz with you. I absolutely have to now after that."

"I think if we continued to work and grow stronger together, we may become unstoppable. You're going to have to see if your tutor will give me some pointers too. They seem to know what they're talking about." He grabs her by the throat and squeezes just enough to be strain her but not enough to stop her from talking or moving as she wishes, in the familiar way as last they enjoyed their time in the desert.

"Ah, but mein master is zhe Dark Side, in a multitude of forms," she replied cryptically. "It haz rewealed itzelf to me in strange and unexpected vays." She slipped her hips closer to his as her hand traveled lower, the other reaching for his back and clawing in deeply there.

"Ewen now zhey are vith me. Zhey are connected to me, zhey zee vhat I zee und feel vhat I feel. I could not zay vhether zhey approve of disapprove of your physical distraction. But az ve know, zhe first step to powver iz passion."

"A distraction could not be further from the truth," he says with a wicked grin. "It is a binding. A melding. An understanding. A partnership."

The clawing into his back was well received with a low moan. "I know that my drive and desire and pushing only makes you seek your understanding at a greater depth. The more we connect, the more my drive imprints on you and your goal imprints on me. We are symbiotic parasites of one another, built on that passion. You feel that as much as I."

"Perhaps," Jun-Tsu answered in coy apathy. "Zhe first lesson of mein new tutor - be prepared to sacrifice anyzhing. Vith any luck I vill not have to sacrifice you for some time. Ve are...for zhe time at least, ztronger together. Und I vill not deny you promote pleasure und lust in me. I can feed off of your sawagry."

"As I yours. Everything dies in time, I'm not a fool to believe otherwise. But while we make each other stronger it is best to do so. Especially when our goals align. That is the same reason masters take apprentices. Pass on knowledge and gain strength from those that share ideas. It is not an alien concept to anyone, note even your tutor can deny that or she would not have taken you as a student." He moves his hands to her waist.

"Zo long as ve do not stymie our growth vith zuch action, und for now, mein teachers ztay zilent on zhe matter." She slipped her other hand to his back to join the other. She leaned into his hand at her throat until her lips met his. Her hands drew down his spine and beneath the waist to grasp and the flesh there.

"I take zhat az at least abztention if not endorzement."

He's slightly confused at that. "You... just spoke with them? So they know what's going on?" He smirks. "Let's give them a show then. Where's that dagger..."

"You und your toyz," her nails dug into his flesh and she rocked back obviously intent on moving to her back with him above her.

"Dine on blut if you vish, but I desire more." The oddly-colored flames shifted from a deep blue to that dull hunter's green he had seen before.

She looked back, from the sand and smiled, "Ahh...it iz vorking."

Her mind exploded in pleasure as she drew him to her.

"You haven't taught me to taste you in that manner yet," he says with a smirk, as he follows her movement. The tendrils provide their usual pain and discomfort, breeding excitement in the sith-blood.

Coupled with the explosion of pleasure, his eyes go wide and he looks up to the sky, his own emotions swelled with an intense sense of gratification, completing a mental feedback loop. The depth of the connection immobilized him for the slightest of moments as he just soaked in it.

She said nothing as she basked in the sensation and the power the coursed through the sands all around the burning carcass. Eyes closed, she just savored it, being awash in the touch of the Dark Side. Opening her eyes she gave him a coquettish smirk that invited him down into another embrace.

"Disrobe mein zviera, und join vith me completely."

Zeno recovers from his momentary state of disorienting ecstasy and looks down at her. "As you command my witch-princess."

The hungry look in his eyes are those of a beast. He is primal and motivated my her presence only in this moment. He devours...

/ftb

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After their union, Jun-Tsu, as much as she would have liked to lay content in her lust, she shakily crawled for the fire which had died down greatly to little more than embers over ashy flesh and exposed bone. Their power had intensified the flames and greatly generated the heat so much so that it very nearly cremated the blood stalker.

She rested back on her calves and threw out her hands. Carefully she began to gesticulate, her fingers weaving through the air. She didn't chant, but her movements still radiated power. Each of her rhythmic gestures seemed to disturb the corpse which steadily crumbled with some unseen force. As it did, small flecks of green wafted up into the air and dissipated.