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Being at the center of things was exhausting. Ahsoka loved it anyway. There was a constant buzz of energy, weaving plots in service of the Rebellion. She could feel the strings of the Force under her fingertips, vibrating as she tugged them. It fed her mind, served the greater good…but it was lonely. She missed the Temple. Having friends she could talk to. Solitude was not what she’d expected or trained for. That’s why she started to allow her self points of connection — companions she could trust with a sliver of herself. It wasn’t a long list, but the women on it were as necessary to her as she was to the Rebellion they were all building. They were points she rotated through.
On that particular rotation, she landed at a rebel safe town in the mid-rim. It wasn’t a base, but it was unaligned with the Empire. The merchants were happy for the traffic and business the Rebels brought and the Rebels could get a solid night’s sleep in town that wasn’t under constant threat. It served well.
Wenyn knew not to get attached to her mysterious benefactor — the blue and white striped Togruta everyone called Fulcrum. As randomly as she’d first appeared, getting Wenyn out of a bad situation, she’d return to visit. Wenyn knew Fulcrum was in town by a slight tingle she felt in her montrals, like a sound in the distance. This was the feeling she got when the Force was going her way, so she knew to trust it. She cleared her schedule for the night and waited, lounging over the balcony railing on a cool, foggy evening. There were few customers, the Rebel fleet wasn’t in town, so the Theelin dancer gyrated lazily on stage while the two employees she’d brought with her leaned against the wall and gossiped. The bouncer at the door was new, a human female named Temiq, with tattooed biceps and a missing tooth. Dech, a one-eyed Zabrak who had been running this bar before she and her crew had joined up, never missed anything. They were a solid supervisor who stood up for the workers and kept their hands to themselves. Dech even walked Wenyn’s kid to school most days before heading to bed. Overall, a solid team that Wenyn was glad to have taken up with. She had Fulcrum to thank for it.
Fulcrum, who came in the door just then, with a puff of cool air. She was trying to be subtle, cloaked as she was, but it just made her stand out more. Wenyn laughed to herself. She could have done a better job of disguising her double-peaked hood, she just didn’t want to. Fulcrum stopped at the bar for a drink, nodded at Dech, who pointed to Wenyn on the balcony. When Fulcrum looked her way, Wenyn smiled, gave a small wave, then a jerk of her chin. Come on up.
Her room was the largest, dominated by a semicircular bed bathed in a dim light. There was a large bay window to one side, curtains closed, hiding a view down the main street of the town. She stirred a small cauldron over an open flame to one side as Fulcrum walked in, hanging her signature cloak on a hook by the door..
“Evening,” Wenyn purred in welcome.
“Evening.”
Before she could say anything else, Wenyn felt the tug of desire in her belly. She turned to look then felt compelled, pressed to approach Fulcrum immediately. Which she did, being rewarded with a long, warm kiss. Lips parted, sharp teeth teasing over her tongue as she probed for a taste. She murmured in to the kiss, a sound with Fulcrum echoed before releasing her.
“Been thinking about kissing you for about three days,” Fulcrum sighed into the narrow space between their lips.
“Well now you've kissed me. You leaving?”
They both huffed out a laugh. “I thought of other things too,” Fulcrum responded.
Wenyn smiled against her lips, then pulled away, squeezing Fulcrum’s hand before taking few steps back to the bed side. Without another thought, Wenyn began to undress, peeling the layers of fabric way to reveal her bare dark brown skin, patterned with darker black stripes.
“How’s my tiger,” Fulcrum asked.
Wenyn nodded. “Nothing to complain about. Business is good. You did right by me, Fulcrum, I’m in your debt.”
“Hm, that why you’re here? To pay me?”
“No, I’m here because I want you and you want me. You said yourself you missed me.”
“Did I say that?”
“You thought it real hard.”
Naked now, Wenyn’s dark orange head-tails, circled by black stripes were gorgeous, decorated with with rings and slender gold chains. The upper montrals reached a hand span high, curved forward, down to her lekku, which sat along the outer edge of her full breasts, capped with a darker ring around each nipple. Her bright blue eyes met Fulcrum’s.
“I did.” As Fulcrum stepped forward, Wenyn crawled on to the bed, turning away teasingly. Her bare ass perfectly round, textured with stripes of stretch-marks.
“I got us something special. From Shili.”
“What’s that?”
“Undress. I”ll get it.” She went to the small warm cauldron and brought it onto the bed, cupped in her hands. Fulcrum shed her clothes without ceremony. Her paler, orange tinged skin was stretched over athletic muscles, marked with her own white stripes around her ribcage and hips. The two of them met in the center of the bed, Wenyn carefully handing Fulcrum the bowl. She then moved behind Fulcrum to remove her headband. “This,” Wenyn explained, “is” she then dropped into Togruti, with a trill in her throat and a soft echo in her montrals that Fulcrum could feel. “It is special oil from home. I’ll apply it to your head-tails, then mine. It amplifies our natural scent and touch receptors. You’ll find it quite pleasant I think.”
Fulcrum tilted her head and let Wenyn remove her headband, completely naked, Wenyn had the feeling that the whole galaxy fell away beyond the doors and closed windows. Wenyn settled to straddle behind Fulcrum, her breast brushing Fulcrum’s bare back. She reached over Fulcrum’s shoulder to dip her long fingers into the bowl, pulling out a bit of the thick oil. She then began to massage it into Fulcrum’s montrals.
“Tell me how you feel.”
“I like the massage.”
Wenyn continued, down the sides of Fulcrum’s head-tails to the lekku, Fulcrum murmured.
“Now I feel it, warm, tingly, not relaxing, like I want to touch.”
“Yes, that’s it,” Wenyn began to nibble and kiss the places she’d applied the oil, staring to layer sharper sensations over the soft feeling of the massage and the effect of the warm oil.
Still pressed to Fulcrum’s back, Wenyn moved the massage from the tips of Fulcrum’s lekku to her firm breasts. A low purr came to Fulcrum’s throat.
“Oh that’s good.”
Wenyn gave a long bite on the shoulder in response, focusing her massage onto the nipples of Fulcrum’s breasts, rolling them between her fingertips as they wrinkled and firmed. Her orange skin reddened as the blood came to the surface. A sheen of liquid came to the boundary where her forehead met her montrals, arousal juice starting to form there. Wenyn breathed the musky scent in deep, letting it fuel her own desire.
She dropped one hand to Fulcrum’s flat stomach, fingers flitting down towards the mound where Fulcrum’s thighs met, but that was when Fulcrum ran out of patience. She quickly flipped around to pin Wenyn to the bed with her body, one hand landing on Wenyn’s throat, still holding the bowl of oil in the other hand. Wenyn submitted calmly, one hand landing on Fulcrum’s thigh, the other continuing to fondle one breast. Fulcrum set the bowl between Wenyn’s full breasts and began her own massage. When she leaned forward to apply the oil to the tips of Wenyn’s montrals, Wenyn leaned up to tease her lips over Fulcrum’s breast, earning her a moan. Fulcrum immediately pushed forward, indulging in the feeling of the woman’s lips on her nipple.
“Very good,” she praised softly.
No distracted though, Fulcrum continued massaging the oil down Wenyn’s montrals to her lekku. She licked Wenyn’s arousal fluid from her forehead, adding another sensation as the pheromones mixed in her nostrils and tongue. The tingling urge to touch and be touched was strong; she wanted to rub every part of her body against Wenyn and from the way Wenyn was moving beneath her, she knew the desire was shared.
“Now what,” she asked, holding herself over Wenyn’s body with one hand, the other gripping Wenyn’s throat.
“Whatever feels right,” Wenyn replied.
With a dark chuckle, Fulcrum shifted, pressing her thigh between Wenyn’s, into her mound, applying pressure to her slit. She dropped her head to Wenyn’s breasts and began to taunt and tease with her sharp teeth. Wenyn reacted immediately, arching up into Fulcrum with moan of pleasure. When Fulcrum came up for a breath, it was Wenyn’s turn, she rolled onto the top, resting her thigh into Fulcrum’s mound. They rolled back and forth, wrestling across the large bed until the were both shining with sweat and oil, their senses full of their own sex.
It was beautiful, for both of them, for different reasons, to be suspended this way between starting and finishing. For Wenyn, who got others off for a living, it was liberating to be relieved of that duty, to know she didn’t have to rush to the end, to the payment, to the next customer. For Fulcrum, who’s mind was always on the next goal, the plot, the mission, all of that faded away. She could just feel and make feeling.
“I want to fill you up,” growled Fulcrum into Wenyn’s throat, the rumbling vibrating through her montrals, emphasizing the sound. Wenyn felt it down her own montrals, into her skull. It made her wet. She replied with a wordless whimper that Fulcrum took for a yes.
Wenyn enjoyed the feeling of her body safe under Fulcrum’s. She would say anything to make it last. “Let me taste you first, drown me in your cunt,” she requested
Fulcrum nodded, “I do like that.” She moved up Wenyn’s body then sat slowly down, her palms pressing on Wenyn’s breasts, as she lowered her cunt onto Wenyn’s face.
Wenyn tipped her chin up to reach, her tongue tasting, teasing, probing until Fulcrum dropped her hips more, gave her more of her body. Her fingers pressed into Fulcrum’s thighs, holding her down, she worked her teeth, lips, tongue until Fulcrum was moaning in pleasure. Fulcrum pinched and held Wenyn’s nipples firmly.
“More, you’re good, you want it,” Fulcrum taunted. “Show me how much you want me to fuck you.”
It seemed to take a timeless forever for her climax to build, wave by sensual wave. She looked down at Wenyn’s body stretched out below her, arched, the soft pad of fat below her belly button jiggling as she wiggled.
“Spread your knees, I want to see,” Fulcrum ordered, riding her hips down harder. Wenyn obeyed, letting her knees fall open to reveal her hairless cunt, her pink clit peeking from between darker folds.
“You want me to touch you?”
A murmured yes came from Wenyn, buried into Fulcrums’ cunt. Wenyn worked harder, sucking Fulcrums clit hard until Fulcrum’s back arched, head back. She fell forward, her hands on Wenyn’s thighs to pin them open and finally came with a roar.
“Don’t stop,” she demanded, her voice low, so Wenyn kept up, licking and sucking every drop of Fulcrum’s wetness. Fulcrum slid one finger slowly along the folds of Wenyn’s cunt now, teasing her, testing how excited she was. She was hot to the touch, sticky. Fulcrum’s finger easily slid down and found Wenyn’s hole. Wenyn groaned.
“I know, feels good. You’ll take this whole hand, won’t you?”
Another murmured yes.
Fulcrum added another finger just before Wenyn made her climax again, stiffening her body, sweat starting to slide down her spine. She slid off Wenyn’s face, moved quickly down her body, leaving Wenyn gasping for air, her face shining.
Fulcrum half pinned Wenyn to the bed, one hand behind her neck, the other between her legs. She entered Wenyn with three fingers now, pressed close together. Wenyn moaned, eyes wide, meeting Fulcrum’s look, hot, needy.
“You’d do anything for more, wouldn’t you?”
Wenyn nodded eagerly. “I could lick you for hours.”
“I’ll hold you to that.” The three fingers worked slowly pumping in and out. Now less close, spreading, opening. “But I want to feel you from the inside first.”
Wenyn let her eyes close, head roll to the side as she relaxed and let the urge to climax take over. She peaked in a blink, muscles tensing around Fulcrum’s spread fingers, then relaxing, opening wider, inviting in the pinky finger.
“That’s it. Take it,” Fulcrum’s tone eased, even as her hand kept working firmly, now her whole palm sliding in and out, fingers curled. She slid lower to get better leverage, burying her face between Wenyn’s full breasts, which bounced from the force she was applying to her cunt. “A little more.”
Wenyn came again, she couldn’t stop, eyes rolled back in her head, body moving sinuously up and down. Sweat puddled between her breasts, her arousal fluid dripping across her forehead. Fulcrum rubbed her forehead across Wenyn’s chest, spreading her smell and taste, keeping it in full bloom between them. That was enough to get a little more space, enough for Fulcrum to slide her thumb inside Wenyn’s cunt and make a fist.
Wenyn came apart under her, her whole body moving as Fulcrum moved her fist slowly inside, twisting, riding, spreading, while the outer lips gripped her wrist. The sounds she made were delicious, they fed Fulcrum’s desire perfectly. After another Peak, Fulcrum let her come down, slowly unwinding her hand, easing Wenyn back to the real world. She collapsed to her side, breathing deeply, the tingling of the oil, mixed with everything else, had her floating.
She didn’t know how long she lay there, only that at some point Wenyn moved back over her, against burying her face between Fulcrum’s thighs. She didn’t know how many times she came. Only that her whole body ached when she finally came back to her self in the morning. She opened her eyes to see Wenyn standing in a robe next to the bed. They shared a long kiss.
“I need to go. Personal things to take care of. Do you want me to come back after?”
Fulcrum nodded. She knew Wenyn had a child to see to. “I’d like to share breakfast with you, if we could.”
“I’d like that.” Wenyn said with an emphatic nod.
“I”m glad you came to see me,” Wenyn murmured as she squeezed Ahsoka’s hand.
“I said I’d be back. Hope you weren’t waiting…”
“No, you’re worth waiting for but not worth expecting, if you understand me.”
“I think in fact you understand *me*,” Ahsoka replied.