Chapter 1: Chapter 1
CT-6566 or "Six" as he was nicknamed by his brother clones awoke with a start. Last thing he remembered was an ambush, and being surround by B1 droids. As always the damned clankers, as they called the things, were near useless in combats, but there were so many and like one of their instructors liked to say, quantity had a quality of its own.
"You're awake." a warm voice with the precise accent of the Core Worlds said.
"Commander Sinara?" he said.
"I'm sorry, I was too late to save all of you..." she began, her eyes scanning his face before she stopped herself. "But I did find you alive. and I have a feeling that it was destined by the Force." She gave him a reassuring pat on the shoulder before she turned away.
He sat up, brushing the dirt from his underclothes, and wincing at the pain in his back. His wounds had been covered with Bacta bandages, guaranteeing a quick recovery, and his armor and weapons were collected to the side.
"Commander, how many survivors of my unit?" he asked, although he feared he already knew the answer.
"...No one else. I'm sorry, Six." she said, "We also fell in an ambush, and they ended blowing their own ship and themselves with it to try to take us out. If Master Kine hadn't thrown me out with the Force in the last moment, I wouldn't be here."She turned back to him, her eyes lingering on his face for a moment before she faced the horizon again.
"So what do you think happened, Commander?" he said, trying not to sound as though he didn't believe her.
"I think that the Force wanted me to live." she said, her eyes turning back to him. "And I think that the Force wants you to live."
"Me? But why?" he said, his brows furrowed with confusion. He knew that the war was nearly over, that the Separatists had lost, but still...
"Because," she said, her eyes turning back to him, "you are the last living member of your unit. You survived the blast, and you are the last hope for the Republic."
"The last hope?" he repeated, his jaw clenching. How could she know that? He'd seen other units fall, other commanders fall, but he was the last one standing. It was his destiny, he knew it. It had to be.
"Yes, the last hope,"she said again, her eyes turning back to him. "Now, I need you to stay calm while I check your injuries. I need you to stay still while I do my job."
He nodded, and she began her examination. First she checked his back, then his legs, and finally his arms. All of his wounds were healed, and his armor and weapons were in good condition. Finally she looked at him, her green eyes meeting his.
"Do you feel alright, trooper?" she said. Her voice sounded strained, and he wondered if she was sick.
"Fine," he said, his voice sounding strained, "Why?"
"I need you to stand up."
He stood, and she took note of his height before she stepped back. She then turned to look at him again, her eyes lingering on his face for a moment before she turned away again.
"Can you walk?" she said.
He felt a little dizzy, but otherwise he felt alright. "What's the matter, Commander? Did you manage to contact the Republic at least?"
"Not at all, this planet atmosphere is too ionized for field comm units to punch through, and well, you know what happened to our shipboard one."
"Gone with the ship, and I assume that your forces couldn't send a message from the Separatist ship."
"Exactly. We were herded into one ambush after another inside the ship, until they blew it when we were about to gain access to the bridge." Sinara said, "Captain Calhoun died in my arms, just before Master Kine threw me..." she interrupted herself as her voice started to break and tears started to well in her eyes. Commander Sinara took a few deep breaths to steady herself before continuing the tale. "'Somebody has to live' she said, before she pushed me with the Force through a broken bulkhead, before falling unto a pile of bushes, and I lost consciousness."
Her eyes watered at the memory, she had been Master Kine's Padawan for many years, and her becoming a Jedi Knight was a very recent affair, just a matter of weeks. That's why she had been still with Master Kine, despite qualifying for her own command.
Well, that, and her own doubts about the war. Jedis were supposed to be keeper of the peace, not soldiers, but for the last three years they had become the Generals and Commanders of the greatest army the Republic had fielded since the last Sith Wars, a thousand years ago. That the war was close to a Republic victory was a miracle, despite all the problems there was... or maybe that was the plan all along, a part of her mind said that talked with a voice very much like Master Kine.
Master Kine had pondered for years the events that had led to the war and the course to the war itself, and had shared her insights with her. It sounded a lot like paranoid ramblings, and maybe they were, but she thought that both the Republic and the Separatists had been pushed to a confrontation by a third party hidden in the shadows, a reborn Sith Empire waiting to take the weakened victor of the war from the inside.
But enough of paranoid ramblings, they had one last thing to do, bury their dead. The dead from the crash had been buried earlier, before Kine's ill-fated expedition to the somewhat more intact Separatist ship, but Six unit had been the last fatalities in this forgotten planet. Now, under heavy rain, darkness setting in early, a few mounds of earth marked where the last casualties of this battle, that for all that they know, could perfectly be the last casualties of the Clone Wars. From Clone Sergeant Duvall, a veteran all the way from the beginning of the war at the Battle of Geonosis, to Rookie Private Rix, who had just come directly to the Cloning facilities in Kamino two days before they fought the Separatist ship over this Force-forsaken planet in the middle of nowhere. Now they were all laid to rest, their helmets marking their graves.A small comfort, perhaps, for the Clone Troopers that many people, even some Jedi, saw as little more than organic droids, but that she, Alura Sinara, former Padawan and now Jedi Knight, had seen as individuals, their moments of joy and sadness, the celebration of victories and the mourning of the losses of friends in the battlefield. She looked at Six, who had closed his eyes. Pretty much the same face as in all his brothers, after all they were Clones, but being a Jedi you learnt by feeling it that every individual is different, even the Clones.
Six, CT-6566, a good friend, or as a good friend as a Jedi and one of the Clone Troopers could be. He had always had patience with her sometimes bratty behavior and had helped her to cope with the Hell of war. It was a surprise that she felt attracted to him? But the Jedi Order forbid attachments, so she had suppressed her feelings. But now without nobody else here, could she keep herself away from Six?
Unknown to her, Six thoughts, ran in the same direction to hers.
First helping her as he would have helped any rookie, but later discovering the absolutely wonderful person she was. It was no wonder he would ended finding himself attracted to the beautiful Commander, but that was not allowed in any military, but now, they were alone, would military discipline be enough? Would he really be able to keep his feelings to himself? Or would he end up telling her how he felt?. They looked at each other.
"It's time to go to sleep, Commander." he finally said.
"Yes, it is." she answered after a pause.
Each one took a sleeping sack and took refuge in a different part of the wrecked ship, alone with their thoughts. Neither of them could sleep much that night.
The next week was spent in a routine of gathering of supplies, talking about the weather, oppressive silences, and insufficient sleeping. Everything came to a head when the Fall of the Chosen One and the death of so many Jedi when the Emperor made his play reverberated in the Force.
They were bringing some material from the wreck to make a better refuge in some caves they had discovered up in a nearby mountain, when Alura felt it, it was like when Master Kine had died in the explosion of the Separatist ship, but faraway and multiplied by many.
She lost her footing and slipped down the mountainside, Six quickly climbing down after her. She hadn't fallen down much, but she seemed to have twisted an ankle.
"Let me help you. Commander." he said, as he helped her stand up. "What happened?"
"I felt something terrible happen, Six. Many Jedi are dead, and I fear that the Republic may have fallen." Alura said said, as Six helped her go back to the path.
"That's crazy, the Separatists were all but defeated when we crashed here." Six said while they walked thee path toward the caves.
"Not by the Separatists. By the Sith, the ancient enemies of the Republic and the Jedi.", Alura said, closing her eyes, "The Jedi Council and the High Command knew that they were behind the Separatists, and some of the Jedi, Master Kine included, thought that they had deeply infiltrated the Republic too. I wouldn't be surprised if they were right and had tried to do something, failed, and the Sith used that as an excuse to take over and exterminate the Jedi."
"The Clone Army would never turn..." Six started to say.
"Even if they invoked the Special Orders, due to a supposed coup attempt by the Jedi Order?" Alura said, referring to the set of orders that were ingrained on all Clone Troopers to be obeyed supposedly without question. To that Six didn't have an answer.
They walked in silence until they reached the cave and Alura sat down in her makeshift bed, little more than a mattress removed from the ship, covered by a few sheets.
"Now, let's see how bad is your ankle." Six said, "While I'm not a doctor, all Troopers got some formation on how to deal with small things like twisted ankles."
"...Okay." she said, "But I'll probably can save some time of whatever estimate with a Healing Trance. I'm a Jedi after all." she said with a weak smile.
He nodded and removed her boots, and looked at her feet. They were surprisingly dainty, for a woman who was her same height, roughly six feet, and apparently, the Commander, liked to paint her toenails, if the remains of nail polish was any indication.
Keeping the smile off his face, he focused in the ankle. It was already partially purple and swollen, but it didn't look that bad, considering the time that had passed and the activity we had done. In fact..
"You have been trying to heal it all the way here, right?" Six asked.
"More like trying to keep it of getting worse. Master Kine drilled into me not trying to heal something like this while moving." Alura answered, with a bit of a smile, "Don't use one of the Bacta patches, keep it for something more serious, as I said, I can use the Healing Trance to heal this... but tomorrow, when I have my head clearer. Feeling what I felt, I'm not exactly in my best shape, Force-wise."
"Okay." Six said, as he used some rags to make tight bandages that would help to immobilize the ankle, "Did you found your armored boots?"
"Yes, my quarters were in surprising good shape." Alura said, as she retrieved two white boots from her stuff, not very different from the ones that Six was wearing, "I know that Jedi were discouraged from wearing armor some time ago, but I kept mine just in case."
"Good." Six said, as he put the boot on her foot and fiddle with something and suddenly there was a faint noise from the boot. "Now it is blocked. The boot should kept you from moving the leg and foot during the night."
"Thanks, Six." Alura said, with a full smile this time.
"Very well. I'll let you..." Six said, starting to leave.
"No..., please, Six. Stay here, , it was... it was..., I don't know how to explain what feeling all of that death, all that... darkness have done to me. But I need a friend to hold me during the night, somebody who I trust with my life." Alura said, "You, Six. I... I love you... I have loved you for a long time."
Six couldn't believe his ears, the Commander... Alura, loved him?
"Commander... Alura, what are you...?"
"Yes, I know. Jedis are not supposed to have attachments, and all of that, but the Order doesn't matter much right now, neither I gather, my rank in the Republic Army." Alura said, "What it does matter is how do you feel, Six. If you think this is not right..."
"Alura... I love you too, I have loved you too for quite some time, seeing how you have matured into a splendid young woman." Six said, kneeling in front on her, removing an errant lock of hair from her face.He could feel the warmth of her body through the thin fabric of her nightshirt, the smell of her, clean and fresh, even though she hadn't bathed in days.
"Thank you, Six." She said, brushing her lips against his, "Now, will you stay here with me during the night?"
"I would be honored to stay with you, Alura." He said, smiling again, "As long as you want me to."
"Good." She said, "Now, where was I? Ah yes, the Order doesn't matter much right now, nor do I care much about my rank. What matters is that you and I are together, and that we have each other. "She leaned up onto her elbows so that she was looking directly into his eyes,"Now kiss me once more, before we start."
As soon as those words left her mouth, everything changed between them; their relationship became deeper, more meaningful. Their kisses turned from mere pecks on cheeks to real kisses, soft yet firm, lingering and satisfying. Time seemed to stand still inside the caves, no longer passing under the stars. Inside these dark places, nothing happened except for what they wanted to happen.
Here, anything was possible. Even becoming one flesh. His hands slid along her curves, finding hers, then pulling her closer till their noses touched. Her breathy sigh told him all he needed to hear. Then her warm mouth met his own, parting slightly to allow space for their breathing, tasting of vanilla and honey, sweet enough to bring tears to anyone's eye. As their tongues danced around each others' mouths, every part of his being melted into hers: mind, soul, heart, and strength. Within minutes, they broke apart only because their limbs grew tired from clinging to each other. Yet somehow, despite the exhaustion, another moment had begun. All thanks to her. For making sure that today wasn't going to go unnoticed, forgotten, unappreciated.Today belonged to both of them. They kissed again briefly, tenderly, as if wanting to say 'thank you'. Then slowly pulled away until their faces were close enough to exchange smiles. It didn't take much for their feelings to become clear. Today meant something special. Something worth remembering forever.
They kissed again, with renewed fervor. Their tongues wrestling inside their mouths, their eyes closed, as they started to remove their remaining clothes.Finally, they ended up naked underneath the covers, connected skin to skin, heat flowing between them like blood coursing beneath the surface of our planet. A single heartbeat pulsed between them, creating a rhythm that brought them ever closer. As their breaths increased in pace, so did their desire. Soon, they gave way completely to passion, letting themselves melt into each other, taking pleasure wherever they could find it.Moaning softly, they felt waves of excitement building deep down below, shaking the foundations of their world.It began when she ran her fingers over his bare torso, tracing his sculpted abs until reaching his hips. From there, she moved upward, running her tongue along his jawline, across his neck, past his shoulders, and downwards towards his throbbing erection, already stiffening at the touch of her hot mouth.As she took him in her mouth, her hand worked along his shaft, stroking it gently, while her tongue danced around its head. With each stroke, his body tightened, his breath got heavier, and his groans grew louder. He was about to cum, and she didn't want to stop.
So she didn't.Instead, she increased the speed and force of her strokes, feeling the head pop off the bottom of her throat, the first taste of his semen shooting down her chin, and the rest spilling out between her full lips. She swallowed it all, letting the warmth of his cum fill her mouth, the flavor sweet and salty, just like his first kiss.When she withdrew from his throbbing cock, she looked up at him, their eyes meeting, and her smile a mile wide. He smiled back, his eyes twinkling with joy, his mouth open, his teeth flashing in the sunlight pouring in through a window. It was the most beautiful thing he'd seen in a long while. It made him feel good, really good.It was a wonderful feeling, one he wanted to experience again and again. But not today. Not now.
Now, he was going to make love to her, he was going to give her everything she wanted. Tonight, they would become married in all but the legal sense, and as if sensing his thoughts, which giving her nature as a Jedi was very possible, Alura nodded and winked to him, lying back and spreading her legs with a inviting smile.He crawled between her legs, kissing her gently, and then licking along her outer lips, leaving a trail of wet kisses behind him.Then he stopped, his tongue trailing along her inner thighs, stopping just short of her soaking pussy.He looked at her again, their eyes meeting, and his smile widened. Then he parted her petals with his fingers, and let his tongue explore the plump, juicy folds of her flower, gently sucking on her juices as he did so.Her moans grew louder, and her hips started working back and forth against the bedding, rubbing herself against his warm mouth, while her hands grabbed at his hair, pulling him closer.It was a perfect match.As she felt herself cumming, she cried out, throwing her arms around his neck, and pressing her lips to his, while her hips worked back and forth against his mouth, his tongue exploring every inch of her wet crack.She felt herself cumming, and yet she wanted more. So she pulled his head further into her crack, pushing his face deeper into her wet crack, and riding the wave of her climax, while his hot mouth and saliva kept her lubricated and ready for more.It was ecstasy. It was the greatest feeling he'd ever known, even greater than the time he'd spent with Cora, the Twi'Lek, back when they had helped liberate Ryloth. He felt as though he could cum at any second, and yet he wanted to spend more time with her. He wanted to make love to her, make her feel good, make her cum, and then maybe he'd be able to cum himself.
He kissed her once more, parting her lips with his, and then sucked on her tongue, tasting her juice once more.Then he broke their kiss, and rolled onto his back, pulling her with him.He wanted to see her again, he wanted to feel her again, he wanted to taste her again, and perhaps even smell her again.So he rolled onto his side, facing her, and then kissed her once more, parting her lips with his, and then sucking on her tongue, tasting her once more.It was incredible, he knew he was going to cum soon, and yet he wanted to spend more time with her.
They were made for each other, he knew it. He was made for her, she was made for him. They were soul mates, they were meant to be together, they were going to be together, no matter what.He pulled away from her mouth, their noses touching, and then he kissed her once more, parting her lips with his, and then sucking on her tongue, tasting her once more.It was wonderful, he knew he was going to cum soon, and yet he wanted to spend more time with her. They were made for each other, he knew it. He was made for her, she was made for him.They needed each other, they had to have each other, that's why they're here, he thought, gazing lovingly at her naked form over him. That's why we'll stay alive forever, because nothing else matters except us, our feelings, and this moment right here.
"Yes." she said, "Nothing else matter. Nor the Republic, nor the Order, this moment is just for us."
"How...?" Six asked, wondering how did she heard his thoughts.
"No idea, but let's worry about that tomorrow. Tonight it's our night." Alura said, kissing him again, and trying to move down,
"And I think we are both ready for you to fuck me."
Six gazed deeply into those green eyes, knowing there wasn't anything left unsaid between them. There never had been. Even when things became difficult, they spoke words only lovers speak. Words such as 'I need you', or 'Give it to me baby'. Tonight, however, there weren't enough words to describe exactly how much they loved each other, therefore making tonight special indeed. Alura reached under the covers, stroking his hardening penis until its tip touched the inside of his thigh. She guided it towards her opening, taking care not to touch her own clit during the process, and after teasingly lubing it up well, placed it inside her vagina.Squeezing tight circles around it using her hand helped bring about some sensation, although none compared to being fucked properly by him.
His powerful thrusts pushed air through her lungs, causing goosebumps all over her skin, and chills throughout her body.With every stroke, her breasts rubbed against each other, sending electric pulses of pleasure coursing through her veins. Her nipples tightened into small pink buds, begging to be squeezed, while goosebumps spread across her fleshy protrusions.Terrifically exciting.His strong strokes sent ripples of excitement running rampant through her core, turning her insides into mush, and creating waves of dizziness that threatened to throw her off balance.Each time he filled her cunt with his throbbing cock, hitting bottomless pit within her, waves of euphoria shook her deep down, bringing tears to her eyes, and sometimes forcing a gasp from her throat.That's my boy! she murmured silently to herself, squeezing her pussy tightly around his invading tool, watching the liquid spill out between her thighs, and wishing desperately that it would rain somewhere in the world today.Oh yes, please do something wicked to me, sir,"she panted softly, gripping tightly at his shoulders, drawing him close to take advantage of his height, "fuck me harder!"Another groan escaped her lips, her voice raw from screaming so many times before.
Her entire torso seemed to melt into one big mass of pulsing delight, her limbs twitching uncontrollably, her fingers clawing at the sheets, her toes curling behind her heels, and everything becoming one giant orgasmic spasm.She grabbed hold of his arms, shaking like a leaf, and screamed, "Fuck meeeeee!! Fuckkkk mmeeeee!!!!!!! FUCKING MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!", throwing her head back, gasping for breath, her hips bucking wildly, and her juices flowing freely, coating his shaft, and pooling beneath them.A gorgeous sight. His face contorted in pain, sweat pouring from his pores, and blood rushing toward his brain.Yet another beautiful sight. Their mingled fluids painting the bedding.Their second go round didn't disappoint either. It began almost immediately upon rolling over, and ended shortly thereafter with both of theirs climaxes occurring simultaneously. A wondrous thing. Both of their orgasms brought forth screams that could've torn apart any woman, men, or creature living within miles of where they happened. Both cried out loudly, their voices cracking, and tongues twisting, unable to find sufficient expression for their intense emotions.One last final scream slipped past her lips, her jaw clenching painfully, teeth grinding, and nails puncturing her palms, all adding to the rapture of release.It was beautiful.Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.
It was also quite painful, yet so incredibly wonderful. Pain and pleasure, they say, are only felt in the mind, and that's really all you need to feel them. You can experience them without actually feeling them, if you want, just thinking about them brings them into your reality.And what a wonderful reality it was.
"Ouch,"he moaned, still recovering from his last orgasm, and trying to adjust himself so he won't cum again so quickly, "that was quite a shock, but in a good way. I've never felt anything quite that big before."
"Well, now you know what it feels like when I get fucked properly."she said, stroking his softening cock, "and don't think I didn't see you looking at my tits when I was bathing, so don't try to pretend you didn't enjoy it. I saw you staring at them while I was sucking you off, so I know you've been wanting to fuck me for a long time. Well, now you have, and it feels great, doesn't it baby?"
"It does, thank you for letting me fuck you properly, my lady,"he replied, trying to control his breathing., "you are truly a goddess."
He repeated as mantra, trying not to show how much this turned him on, "Goddess, Glamourous Lady, Pretty Princess..." He stopped suddenly, biting his lip hard, choking on his words...trying to contain his lustful thoughts. But failing miserably."My princess, my lady, my love, my goddess..."
He felt his balls tightening, and his body becoming more and more excited, "I can feel myself cumming again, my princess, my lady, my love, my Goddess..."
"Ohhhhhhhh, fuck, I'm cumming, too!"she screamed, her voice breaking, her mouth wide open, her hands clawing at the covers, and her legs kicking wildly, "Ohhhhhhhhhh, FUCK, I'M CUMMING, TOO!"
They were both screaming now, his balls tightening, hers exploding, and their love making becoming more and more passionate. His body twitched, his cock twirling in his grip, and his load shooting out with a loud groan, and a beautiful scream, "GODDESS, MY LADY, MY PRINCESS, MY LOVE, MY GALACTIC GAL!"
She threw her head back, laughing at his last words, her hair flying around her, her eyes gleaming with joy, and her own orgasm coming closer and closer, "Oh, my sweet Prince, my love, my God, my Prince..." She screamed, her voice cracking, her mouth wide open, her nails puncturing her palms, and her body twitching with every second of her orgasm, "Cum with me, my love, my God, my Prince, my Emperor, my King!"
They were both crying now, her tears falling faster than his, her body twitching with every second of her orgasm, his body tightening with every second of his, and their love making becoming more and more passionate.She was riding a powerful wave of ecstasy, her body twitching with every second of her orgasm, his body tightening with every second of his, and their love making becoming more and more passionate. They were both screaming now, his balls tightening, hers exploding, and their love making becoming more and more passionate.His body jerked once, twice, three times, sending ripples through his bowels, and then he exploded, filling her completely, taking them both to new heights of euphoria together.Orgasm after incredible orgasm filled their night until finally she collapsed against his chest, spent, exhausted, and glowing radiantly happy.
CHAPTER 2
Alura woke up alone. For a moment she thought that past night had been a dream, but she was sore, the good kind of sore, though, and she could hear Six, moving a few things in another part of the cave. She smiled, and closed her eyes, she was in peace now. It was the perfect moment to enter a Healing Trance and get her ankle healed.