Mira turned to look at Handmaiden, who in turn took her hood off. She reached the bunk extension to see Mira in her Slave Bikini sitting on one of the bunk ends, smiling at someone. Behind her, her dark Jedi robe dragged silently, the hood covering her Sith-corrupted features including her black, painted lips, fierce blue eyes, and pale skin similar to her frost-colored hair. The droids both worked silently in the background, either repairing, or assassinating. All that was left was the Exile, Handmaiden, Mira, and Visas Mar. The ship was strangely empty now, with GOTO destroyed, Bao-dur dead, Mandelore back home, Kreia defeated, and Atton on a mission. Handmaiden walked through the Ebon Hawk to the starboard side bunks. IMPORTANT: To skip to the sex, just hit ctrl-f and type in 'sex scene'. Unless you want to make him female and give him a strap on. Exile and ‘Master’ are your own character, feel free to make them whatever… with the exception they have to be male in this story. I don’t own any characters from Star Wars or KOTOR. If you’d like to comment or insult me, or beg for more, feel free to at Keep the viruses to a minimum, please.
The first one I wrote many years ago, this one is quite recent. I uploaded my first story days before AFF went down with the intention posting this one, which was already written, and seeing how I’d improved over the years.
