The Dark Academy on Korriban

"It hasn't killed me yet," he says with a smile, pulling her into a kiss. His hand searched her body for a new small story. Wen he finds it he pulls back. "And here?"

"Vine cat," she says after a moment of reflection. "Hijacked a speeder once and drove out into the jungles outside Kaas City. Crashed and I tumbled out without a scratch... Until I noticed we'd crashed into a nest of vine cats. Ruined a perfectly good pair of pants," she smiles, holding a hand over his over the mark on her thigh.

The other hand searches his body for another story, and she looks at him expectantly as she finds it.

"Debris strike during training. Probably the closest I've come to death honestly," he says when her hand reaches his side to find a small scare from some sort of puncture. "Sliver of metal punctured my spacesuit, but also sealed it against the wound. I felt the vaccum pulling my blood from my body like a drink through a straw. Passed out seconds after I felt it go in. Woke up in a bacta tank a week later. Apparently the shielding of my suit and the fact that I was unconscious saved me from the ensuing explosion of the main engine."

Zeno took her by the hips and held her tight against himself, lowering his forehead to hers.

"Never been in a bacta tank... What was that like?" She asks, her hands mocking together behind his back.

"Odd, but pleasant. But I was used to having a breathing apparatus attached to my face for days at a time. Not everyone finds that to be terribly comfortable," he replies with a grin. "How many more do I get the pleasure of finding and learning about on you?" He kisses her gently. "We could still do this for days after we've shared all of yours." His tone suggests he'd enjoy that.

"And maybe weeks with all of yours," she chuckles and kisses him tenderly in return. Her lips leaves a warm trace from his lips and down his neck, and to his chest. "And that is not counting all the scars that we can't see."

She leans her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

His heartbeat is elevated, being this close to Shaisha. He smiles as he lays a hand on her head. "That's probably true. We should definitely carve some time out for it when I return from my mission."

"Thank you Shaisha... for giving us this chance and being open to it." He puts an arm around her waist while holding her head and slowly lowers to the bed so that she can lay there on his chest for as long as she wishes.

It was strange, consider what they last did together in this state, but right now she was content with being close to someone she trusted. The past weeks had had so many ups-and-downs, and even if the trio seemed to be pulling back together slowly now after its setbacks, it was also nice to find a friend outside of that little clique.

"What sort of mission will you be going on?"

"That I do not know. Just where we're going. But while I'm there I'll definitely see about putting a hurt on the Republic," he says with a grin. He softly runs fingers through her hair as he talks.

"Got to make the most of every opportunity after all, no?"

"I'm sure you will be able to find the opportunity," she chuckles while her fingertips trace patterns on the bare skin of his chest.

"Going somewhere exciting then? You know you can always give me a call if it turns too dull for you, even if I'm not sure I will be answer to holo-calls frequently. Vowrawn is being a tease by keeping my new future a secret from me."

"I'll certainly be doing what I can. From what I've read on it Dantooine is not too exciting, but it is in Republic Space so it should be rife with opportunities to do some damage. And I'll give you call you once in a while, to check on your progress and see how you're doing. I'm sure you'll have plenty to keep you busy."

He chuckles at her mention at her master's vagueness. "Sometimes a bit of teasing can be fun."

"It can be, yes," she laughs and plants a few kisses on his chest.

"I just hope it will be something exciting, or something that will allow me to give the Republic a good punch in the jaw. To fight the Republic is what we have trained for, after all, and it would be a shame to get too caught up in politics, schemes and parties."

"Politics and parties," he says shaking his head. "Well, the kinds of parties they throw among the houses on Dromund Kaas at least. The one from earlier was okay. Drinking, singing talking to people I know..."

His other hand begins tracing lines on her back, softly, slowly. "Getting to hear you sing again."

"I better not tell Vowrawn about my opera-training then," her back arches in response to his touch. "I'd be worried he might push me up on a stage or something. Today was a rare treat."

Shaisha gives him a playful wink as she looks up at him, teeth nipping at his skin.

"I'm guessing you never attended many socialite parties before?"

"I did a bunch when I was younger. They were terribly boring. But very rarely after I started my training," he says, his hands continuing their work.

"I'm guessing you have a bit more experience?"

"Alas, attending the parties of pretentious nobles is an occupational hazard when living with a noble family," she closes her eyes and breathes deeply. "It became something I was expected to do over the years."

"Most of the time, it's dreadfully boring, though it has given me a refined palate for some of the finer things in life." Her hands slide down his chest, caressing his muscles as they traverse further down. "Like fine wine."

"Well, I can get behind drinking wine," he says. "Though I can't say my palate is refined. Perhaps we'll have to share a lot together and you can teach me to be more cultured."

He chuckles at that. "Though that should definitely be second to the adventures we can have together... in my humble opinion."

"Oh, I imagine you will have to learn eventually, as the apprentice to Lord Zash. She is quite the party-goer, after all," she smirks. "But yes, we can certainly have more exciting adventures together. That won't involve a white tie and formal gown."

Her adventurous hands seemed to agree with the sentiment too.

"Well... I do have to admit to enjoying seeing you in a gown. You cut a beautiful figure in it," he replies, looking down in her eyes and biting his lower lip at her wandering hands.

His hands move to the sides of her face as he draws her up so that their lips can meet.

"But you like me better without it," she replies in a teasing whisper as he draws her close and their lips connect again. Slowly, but surely, passion begins to build up again as she feels his warmth and taste.

It is a long and passionate affair, that kiss. His arms move to wrap around her and embrace her firmly. His eyes closed, he takes in all the other sensations. Everything he can to enjoy that moment fully through all of his senses. He can feel his heartbeat growing faster alongside hers. Hear her exhalations, and inhalations. Smell the scent of her, whatever she had used to prepare for the party and her own scent. The taste of her lips, her mouth...

All of it was more intoxicating then the alcohol he had at the party. Like having drunk all of it in one shot.

And he thought of her, all of the small things they had share, not just tonight but each time they had met. Especially the night he had sung her to sleep. It all flooded his mind and the sensation was beautiful.

It was so easy to just lose herself in the moment that they had slowly built up, and to feel her desire swell within her as she noticed his own breath quickening. It was so different from anything they had shared together before, yet still a culmination of their experienced moments.

Even without the Force to connect their senses together, she could feel his passions mirroring hers.

Her hands cups the sides of his face, her eyes locking with his gaze. "Take me, slowly," she whispers with a quickened breath.

He rolls her over so that he holds a position of dominance, perhaps a bit suddenly than she was expecting, but he does not begin immediately. Instead he holds her gaze and whispers to her. "Slowly... but fully," he nods. He kisses her once more. Then on her chin, gently. His lips make there way down to her neck, then her chest, making a trail to what will undoubtedly be a wonderful experience to start off with.

/ftb

/fade in

It was an odd sensation to feel so absolutely exhausted and drained, and yet at the same time feel absolutely invigorated and relaxed.

Her scent mixed with his, Shaisha snuggles up close to Zeno, gently humming to herself softly.

"That was certainly different than last time..."

Taking a deep breath in with his eyes closed, one arm around her and holding her snugly against him. "Yes... it was."

Another deep breath, as his empty mind forms words. "By far more enjoyable."

He looks over at her. "Amazing. If we chat for a little while first, I think I'd be ready to go again. You, my beautiful Shaish, may become an addiction for me." He smiles at her.