A Kiss From Lady Luck (D11 ME, Closed)

[Shaisha Vreysk]

The warm tongue brushed over the mark again.

"Think it will take more than that to make you rugged, Cole..." she snickered in return. "Guess I gave you a parting gift after all then."

[Cole Ormont]

He shivered delightedly as the pureblood licked him. She's just like a cat, he decided, elegant and dangerous and can turn on a credit chip. I wonder if I can make her purr. He squeezed her gently, turning her shoulders slightly towards him and pressing her hip firmly against his lower abdomen.

Cole's hand began to move gently over her back. He was a skilled and attentive surgeon, he'd been paying attention these last two days, and he knew exactly where to stroke her silken skin that she enjoyed most. His touch was firmer than a sensual caress, but not as deep as a massage, seeking a balance between seductive and soothing.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

While she still felt she had had her fill from both of them, his touch along her back made her form arch slightly in response as she found the sensation both relaxing and tantalizing.

"Mmhmm..." her body just naturally seemed to press closer to his. "That feels nice..."

[Cole Ormont]

Cole felt some last remnant of tension begin to dissolve, his body relaxing just a little more. He found he was tired, like he could sleep for a week, and the heat of the pureblood's body was making it difficult to remain alert.

He let his eyes close, his strong and precise fingers continuing to work amongst her muscles and ridges.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Her groans were from a pleasure of a different kind; from feeling tense muscles loosen up and nerves being stimulated to relax.

"... I'm going to miss those hands," she murmured against his ear, figuratively becoming putty in his hands as she felt herself become more and more at ease.

[Cole Ormont]

His touch moved up her spine, working slowly towards her shoulders. Cole would miss the fiery pureblood: the shape of her under his fingers, the sounds of pleasure she gave so freely, her passion, her confidence, this softer side of her that he suspected few had ever seen.

But he also wondered about opportunities missed. What it might be like to fall asleep beside her, to wake up next to her. What it might have been like to leave Nar Shaddaa with her. The last of those frightened him somewhat, the depth and breadth of uncertainty, and he was ashamed of his cowardice.

So he held her closer, gently working her supple muscles and smooth skin, breathing the scent of her hair. "I guess I'll have to make sure I don't keep you waiting too long between checkups."

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"Oh?" her voice peaked with warm curiosity. "Are you going to be calling me in for doctor's appointments across the faction-lines? Or do you do house-calls in Imperial space?"

She stifled a sigh. It would've been fun to show him the Imperial worlds, and have his insight in how she could reshape the Empire into something better in the future as he could offer a viewpoint her other associates could not. And how she too could improve herself... even if she hated to admit that his company had made her consider her own views.

"Maybe I'll just have to accept holo-communications from now on, if you're continuing on with the Republic Navy. Though, just don't get into too much trouble... can't imagine command would be too happy with you having friendly chats with a Sith."

[Cole Ormont]

Cole made a soft, almost growling sound, in his throat. "Maybe, if the peace is going to hold, Command will just have to get that stick out of their asses. Besides," he nuzzled warmly against her soft hair, "if I find out you haven't been taking good care of yourself, the combined Republic and Imperial militaries won't keep me from you."

"You're going to change the galaxy, deviless; and this galaxy needs you," he sighed, "I need you."

[Shaisha Vreysk]

At least he's acknowledging that his superiors are merely chains for him to break, Shaisha thought with some proud of how Cole too had grown.

She slowly leaned back so she could look at him, tilting her head slightly to the side. "Now what makes you say that?"

[Cole Ormont]

Cole's eyes, a soft pale blue, caught on hers, "the fact that you were here, on Nar Shaddaa, means you recognise the need for change. And I believe you have the ambition to instigate that change, and strength to see it through."

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Her lips pressed together as thoughts churned in her mind. "The Force does seem to have set me on that path," she admitted after a few moments of consideration. "I'm not quite sure where it will lead me, but I do intend to bring change on my way."

She chuckled briefly and shook her head. "Sorry... I know that speaking of the will of the Force or its visions often can seem odd to those who aren't so attuned to it."

[Cole Ormont]

He shrugged a little, working his fingers into the muscles of her neck, "at least you have some idea what the Force wants from you. Us non-sensitives are just stumbling 'round in the dark."

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Her eyes closed while she groaned softly, as his fingers eased the tensions in her neck. "Oh~... I... it's not quite as easy as that. Seeing visions of the future, it's... not an exact science. The future is always in motion and can change, so... what we see is just a most likely possibility."

"And sometimes the visions can be vague or difficult to interpret correctly." She sighed with some bliss as she enjoyed his healing touch. But what if I could learn to look into the past...? Perhaps I could find some of the answers father is holding from me...

[Cole Ormont]

Cole was nodding, making a surprised murmuring sound, "visions?" He huffed a little, "I'd settle for a vague sense that I was doing the right thing."

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"That sounds more difficult," her lips curled in a smirk. "The Force does not tell you what is right and wrong, after all... and what is wrong to someone is right to another."

She reached out her hands and gently pushed her fingers through his curls. "This at least helps you in determining whether you're doing right or wrong."

[Cole Ormont]

Cole groaned softly, gently massaging the base of her skull. If he had any more to say in the matter, it was forgotten in her touch.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Shaisha chuckled softly and placed a soft kiss on his forehead, making sure to avoid any further accidents. A glance down to his jaw at least let her know that the bleeding had stopped, but it looked like it might leave a mark.

"You know, you never told me what else you do when you're not saving lives... though I guess saving kittens and playing Huttball are two hobbies of yours I've deduced on my own."

[Cole Ormont]

Cole chuckled, "violent sports, gambling, keeping company with femme fatales; no one is going to recognise me." He shook his head softly, far more careless of the potential for further harm than she was. "I spend a lot of my time in space, so I read a lot," he shrugged.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

"It does not sound like what you would have done when we first met, no," she agreed with a chuckle. At least she was aware of his movements, so further injury was avoided.

"Anything in particular you like to read then, or do you just read anything you come across?" Shaisha recalled the late minister Torsin trying to encourage her to read more, like Sylvain did when they were younger, but it was rarely succesful... the man had to admit defeat to holo-shows and audio-records on the various subjects he tried to instill into the rebellious young girl.

[Cole Ormont]

"When I'm not reading medical texts and journals, I'm fond of holonovels. And I try not to get too far behind on Vera Hawke: Jedi Knight," he admitted a little sheepishly.

[Shaisha Vreysk]

Her lips pressed against his forehead as she tried to contain her laugh. "Oh... you actually watch that silly thing? I've seen some of my fellow apprentices watch that show. It just seems so... absolutely ridiculous, heh. But, not that there's anything wrong with some harmless fun, I guess. Just didn't think the Boob Knight was something you liked."

[Cole Ormont]

"I like it because it is silly. It takes itself so seriously, and I just get swept up in how over-the-top it all is," Cole laughed, but it was a little defensive. "I guess it's a bit different in the Republic. As kids we idolise the Jedi and our mothers tell us that if we misbehave, we'll be eaten by a Sith. It's easier to swallow the whole Vera Hawke thing when you're eight years old."

[Shaisha Vreysk]

She snickered. "I guess that makes sense... though weird to think of how the Jedi and the Sith have made eachother their respective boogeymen on each side. Like, when I was a child, I would hear that the Jedi would kill me and all my family if they had the chance." Which was perhaps a stretch of the truth, but not wholly a lie.

"Something as silly as Vera Hawke would've been frowned upon for me growing up. Not only for glorifying our enemy, but mostly the silliness, I imagine... something about it being trash and uneducational, I imagine. Then again, I suppose you could say I had a very classic education in many ways..."

[Cole Ormont]

"They didn't have Vera Hawke when I was kid. I suppose there was something similar, but the Group Commander was much the same, none of that frivolous nonsense for his boy, Cole's voice took on a mocking tone, something he did often when speaking of his father.

Softening, "I think my mother almost believed that the Sith were hiding in closests, ready to steal unsuspecting children. She... she isn't a bold woman."

[Shaisha Vreysk]

One of her ridged eyebrows perked up. "Closets make very poor hiding places... but if she is so scared that is something you should change, no, now that you have at least met several Sith."

"Did you have to go through musical lessons as well, or was that too frivilous too?"