The Dark Academy on Korriban

Slyvain arrived at Shaisha's door that evening with his normal cool appearance all in check. Shaisha had finked out on their trip earlier, saying she was 'busy'. So now Sylvain was coming to check on her.

There was a gentle tapping on the door, and a simple text on her communicator at the same moment.

Shaisha had been lost in her own thoughts when the knock and the message disturbed her. She pondered for a moment to not answer it at all, but the company of Syl (and hopefully not the ghost-bitch) seemed more welcome than unwanted as she weighed her options.

The door slid open. "Out late tonight, Your Highness?" her voice dropped with some amused annoyance.

He chuckled, "It's too bright out to sleep."

He kissed her on the cheek playfully and walked past her. Jumping up onto her bed he put his hands behind his head and relaxed comfortably.

"So... too good for Kris and me eh? What had you so busy today?" He said with a smile.

Her ridged eyebrow rose up as she watched him make himself comfortable in her spot.

"Had some stuff I had to look into... might as well ask you the same, what you two went off to do without me to watch your back?"

He chuckled, "If you would have listened to my call maybe you would have known."

He turned over on his side and propped his head up with his hand, "I came across some intel on an abandoned and undiscovered Republic outpost. Was quite the adventure. Shame you didn't come... don't know if I can remember all the details."

Shaisha heaved a sigh. "It's been a weird couple of days lately. While you get your mind working, I could ask you what you were doing last night during and after the rather boring party?"

"Boring? Kris said The Wrath showed up... I didn't think you'd think that was boring." He said with a knowing smile.

"But for me... I had a couple of drinks with a couple different people; trying to spread out our influence a bit. And had a conversation with Kris over the comm. Real shitty dreams last night though..."

"Oh yes, I was as happy as can be, to see him ignore me completely and entertain the notion of that brutish hulk of a woman being a potential Sith. Makes me wonder sometimes how he even managed to have the thought of letting someone else raise me, rather than just shoving me out the airlock."

She was angry. Hurt and angry. Growing up, she had wanted more than anything to have someone be there for her, like Aramis was there for Syl. Everything had been so different before her mother died...

"Kris got to meet Marr though. I was jealous, but she earned it. I couldn't have been prouder to have been her friend then... shame about your dreams though. That bitch didn't leave you alone at all?"

Sylvain sat up and patted the spot next to him on the bed. "Come here Shai." He said with a welcoming tone.

Supressing the urge to take her anger out on Syl, she accepted his offer instead. Like she had before over the years... of all the people in her life, at least he made her feel wanted.

"It's just... I hate it." She sighed, slipping into the corner of his arm.

Syl wrapped his arm around Shaisha and brought his other hand up to gently caress her hair.

"He's been a pretty shitty dad. But you got me, I've always got your back." He kissed the top of her head gently, it was easy to reach given her size.

"You wanna hear something else shitty?" He said, "My mom's dying. Nothing dad can do about it either."

"... I'm sorry," she offered in a comforting tone. "What happened? She seemed fine before we left Dromund Kaas?"

"Been faking it for a while apparently. Didn't want there to be a fuss for my ceremony." He squeezed her shoulder tightly.

Then putting his hand beneath her chin he lifted up her face to look at him, "But we'll be okay. Shitty dads, dying moms, crazy Sith bitches, lousy upstart slaves... that's nothing to us right? We got too much passion for life to let some stupid drama get us down."

There was that cool confidence and smile that she had probably seen so many times. "We got this." He said with a bright smile.

"Damnit, Syl," she did manage a small, dry, chuckle, "you're allowed to be angry and upset too. Don't suppress your emotions for my sake."

Shaisha slipped an arm around him. "You've been there for me since I first came to your family. I can be here for you too, you know."

He smiled, "Don't have to be angry to be passionate Shai."

He chuckled, "Maybe I'm just weak. But having you and Kris around does keep me focused. There's much utility in fighting for those you care about."

"You're not weak," she leaned her head against his. "You just try too much to supress your feelings, rather than to go with the flow..."

With a fluid motion, she moved from sitting besides him to his lap.

"Screw our shitty lives. And all this shit that has happened since we touched down here three days ago; my sire being the worst father of the century, your mind being occupied by that female kath-hound..."

Sylvain was surprised by her sudden movement onto his lap. He looked into her eyes as she spoke and felt the warmth of her thighs on his.

"Going with the flow, huh?" He asked with an intent look in his eyes. Then in a similar fluid motion to her own, he moved his arm up her back to her neck and drew her face in for a kiss.

Shaisha regretted how she had held back her own emotions the past days; when flirting, or when she had been angry. She had thought too much about graduating with her future before her, she had forgotten her strengths.

So when Syl opened the possibility, she didn't deny him the taste of her lips, which she gave in full. Her arms wrapped around him, pulling her body closer to his.

Sylvain poured himself into the kiss with all of his passion as well. The emotions from the past few days were a roller coaster of confusion and turmoil, but in this moment things were clear. Even if it was simple, he knew what he wanted, and by casting aside his doubts he was able to get it. There was nothing more evident than that; nothing more exciting.

He slowly tipped Shaisha over onto her back on top of her bed and continued making out with the smaller Sith. After several moments of unbridled passion, Sylvain broke contact of the lips with a smacking noise. He whispered gently in her ear, "You're right about suppressing my feelings. It feels so good to let go."

She let out a small laugh. "Mmm... some would say I've been a bad influence on you. But now I'm past caring about rules and what's right and wrong."

Your father would be livid if he saw, or knew. The thought made her grin.

"Or maybe you're the bad one?" Her body wriggled teasingly underneath his.

"I can be quite bad with the right motivation." He said with a smirk. It was somewhat unreal to think of what was taking place. There was something in his mind saying this may not be the best thing to do, and a picture of Kristal's face flashed across his mind.

But Shaisha's wriggling under him pushed him past what any 18 year old could reasonably hope to resist. He moved his hands to her robe and inside until he felt the warm sensation of the flesh of her chest.

He lowered his head down again and kissed her passionately.

She wanted to do something she knew would be frowned upon, something... naughty. Screw the rules, screw everything life had thrown at her since the day those Servants showed up at home and took away the world she knew then.

"You and me both then," she said between the intervals of their lips locking together, while her hands slipped under his clothing.

/ftb?

Sylvain smiled brightly as he struggled to keep his lips locked with her's despite the involuntary lip movement.

/ftb

/fade back in

She knew she'd probably hit the refresher again later, but now she enjoyed a bit the raw feeling of the aftermath.

"Mmm... I needed that," she stretched out her legs, lying mostly on top of Syl.

He kissed her gently on the forehead and reached down to give her tush a gentle squeeze. "I think we both did. I knew you to be vivacious... but I like seeing that from this perspective."

Kissing her again, on the lips this time, he said, "You're amazing Shai."