Dramatis Personae
- Jaden Korr: Female (Rutian) Twi'lek Jedi Knight from Courscant.
- Jan Ors: Female Human Agent from Alderaan.
- Shannon Voorson: Female Human Agent from Kuat.
- Neela Maris: Female Human slicer from Kuat.
- Jenal Maris: Male Human telbun from Kuat.
- Erisa Distik: Female Human noble from Kuat.
The yawn came from her right as she shut off the holocom unit. It was a bit of a start, since she hadn't felt her travelling companion on this trip awaken; she pushed down the urge to blush as though she were a teenager caught at the end of a conversation with a secret paramour, and smiled. "Jan, you're up early," she said by way of comment, as she turned to copilot's chair, to look.
Jan Ors was behind her in the entrance to the Raven's Claw's cockpit, wearing a pair of her trademark heavy trousers, and neither footwear nor top. "Heard you talking, and it di-di-didn't sound like you were yelling at Warbler," the Alderaanian super-spy yawned through, walking to the pilot's chair on the Raven's Claw and settling into the heavily-padded, well-worn and comfortable seat.
Though pushing fifty, Jaden would have been hard-pressed to peg Jan as a day over twenty-five; much like Leia Organa, she seemed to defy aging with an almost Jedi grace. The Human woman had fuller breasts than Jaden's, and even artistically (or in this case, lazily) bare, they seemed to refuse to sag. "Talking to Niari?" Jaden nodded, and Jan smiled. "How are they?" "They're at Mon Calamari, aboard Home One, enjoying Ackbar's hospitality." "Good to know," Jan murmured in reply, leaning back in her seat; the way she hugged herself around the lower ribs lifted and highlighted her impressive breasts, and Jaden chuckled. "Seems Luke was right to be worried, he seems to be a bit melancholic. That 'gift' he rambled on about was Home One itself." "Poodoo. The whole ship?" Jan raised an eyebrow, staring over at Jaden, who nodded in reply. "The whole ship. Unquestionably the biggest MC80 in existance, and they gave it to him, free and clear."
"Wow. Some gift." Jan sighed, and Jaden chuckled. "I know. I was taking the opportunity to use Rendili's holonet to connect and talk with her before this mess hits the ion engine." "Mmmmh. You really like her, don't you?" "Mmm-hmmm." With a sigh, Jaden sat back in her chair, smiling to herself with the memory of the barechested Niari atop her (whilst she was nude,) exploratorially kissing her. It had happened only a few days ago; in her cabin on this ship, in fact. Things had fizzled without going anywhere, but that was fine. "You sound like you like her," the older Alderaanian woman commented, with a smirk, and Jaden grins. "She's young, strong, lithe, and she moves like a graceful dancer. I feel a connection between us; what's not to like?" "She is your student," Jan pointed out, and the Twi'lek shrugged. "I was Kyle's, but you don't get upset about the connection between us."
A sharp laugh emerged, Jan grinning. "Your connection with Kyle doesn't involve sex, though." "What can I say? I love him, but I think I'm just not attracted to men that way." Amusement piqued, Jaden let her eyes wander most obviously over Jan's exposed breasts, and the secret agent, late of Alderaan, laughed, mockingly covering herself with her hands. "I know, I know." Jaden had never made a secret of the fact that following her instincts had only lead her into intimate relationships with women.
Jan dropped the pretense of shame, returning to hugging her ribs; she didn't object to Jaden seeing her in any state of undress at all. "But still, you were assigned to teach Niari - and the rest of her group, not simply manage them like an agent-handler. Doesn't that seem a bit... Wrong?" "Your Human's showing," Jaden pointed out, with a grin and an amused flick of the tip of her lekku at Jan. "It would be wrong if I was taking advantage of her, but I'm not. We haven't actually gotten farther than kissing and hands on each other's breasts, anyway. She... Wanted to be close, but she got scared off when I warned her about the potential risks of force-bonds that go with the rewards."
Jan nodded. She knew about that only too well; when Kyle had believed she'd been dead, he had angrily lashed out, returning to the Valley of the Jedi to fast-forward the process of regaining his connection to the Force in his quest for vengeance. It had led to him leading the forces of the rogue Jedi Desann to the Valley, and contributed directly to Desann's ability to awaken the Force-Sensitivity of his followers, which had given them a hell of a time later on.
"She seem over it?" Jaden nodded. "I felt her 'get over it' that night, but then then we recieved flying orders the next morning." Chuckling, Jan sighed. "Yeah. I wish I'd known we were going to be departing so hurriedly, too." "Didn't get to bang Kyle like a Death Star exploding?" "No, and it's annoying," Jan said with a sigh. "This being split-up thing is for the birds." "You'll see him again." "I know." The human pilot of the Raven's Claw smiled. "So, you really don't see anything inappropriate about a teacher and a student in a sexual relationship?" Shaking her head, Jaden answered, "I don't, as long as the teacher and student are old enough and mature enough to both understand what they're getting into, and the age disparity isn't too great."
"Ahh, so is that why you've never made a pass at me?" Chortling, the Twi'lek woman hugged her stomach, grinning. "No, that's not it, old woman," she teased. Holding her hands out in an exaggerated grasping motion, Jaden felt her way between her fingers and Jan, through the air, and Jan shrieked playfully as she felt phantom hands close around her breasts, playfully swatting back at Jaden's hands. "It's because you're married to Kyle, in effect if not in officiality. It's because you've never shown any interest in women, and it's because you humans stubbornly cling to monogamy." "But not because I'm close to twice your age?"
"You are precisely twice my age," Jaden reminded her, and Jan sighed, shoulders slumping. "And if you were unattached, potentially interested in women and receptive to such a connection, I'd be all over you." The Human perked up, with a soft laugh. "Really now?" "Really." Jaden reclined her own chair, closing her eyes - her lekku coiled around her neck, and she crossed her arms behind her head. "Mmmmmh... Why," the human asked after a few moments.
"I've been in situations like this before - we're at ease around each other - we can tease each other without feelings of hurt or awkwardness." "Like that force-grope," Jan replied, and Jaden nodded. "And the way you tug on my head-tails when you sneak upon me. Which is what you were trying to do when you yawned." "Mmm-hmmm." The admission made Jaden grin. The control console beeped and she lazily opened one eye. "Looks like it's time to set our course." "You do it. I'm going to just lay right here, listening to the hum of the cabin vent and you working the controls."
Jaden reached up, setting the course; Warbler couldn't confirm, as she'd shut the annoying R5 unit off for a recharge cycle, but that was of no matter. The course had been checked thrice, it was good. The Raven's Claw started to move, as she laid back in her chair. "How did you know I wouldn't be offended by you grabbing my breasts?" "Two reasons. The first was that I felt it. The second is the way you keep tugging on my brain-tails... Or... Don't you actually know what that's like?"
"..." Jan's open lips, paused in the intake to speak, frozen, and she sighed. "My Human's showing, isn't it?" "No more than my Jedi is. I just assumed you knew what it was akin to because you're so comfortable around the Twi'leks in the Praxeum and because you've been around the trade spine so many times." Jan sighed as Jaden admitted her own assumption, and said, "okay, explain it? I mean, I knew that they're considered sexual attractors like we both consider breasts and curves, but I think there's something lost in translation here." Jaden chuckled, settling back into her chair. "Well, touching someone's lekku is really something in seriousness between touching a human female's breasts and touching a male human's penis." She saw Jan raise an eyebrow, staring at her, and continued, "they're erogenous zones. Very much so." "Like..." "About as sensitive as a human male's penis. We can achieve orgasm from stimulation of the head-tails alone." "Really?" Jan sounded startled, and the blue-skinned Twi'lek nodded. "Yes, really."
There was a definite blush on the Alderaanian's face now. "My goodness - I'm so sorry, Jaden, I -" "Relax." Jaden smiled. "I don't mind. It's the kind of thing a sister would do, really. They may be sexually-stimulating, but we're not nearly so uptight about them as humans are of their erogenous zones." "But you cover your bodies," Jan said, with a frown, and Jaden nodded. "Sometimes for practicality; it's really stupid to go to Hoth and not be bundled up completely. Sometimes simply to fit in, and sometimes because concealment is more arousing than revealing. Neither of us would be afraid of being totally nude with the other, but you'd probably be a lot more embaressed if, say, you were wearing one of those slinky outfits in your wardrobe in the back, expecting Kyle, only for me to walk in."
The look on the spy's face confirmed it, and Jaden grinned. "Which is why I tend to dress provacatively. It often leads to me being underestimated, or at least pulling people off-balance. Twi'leks are a very sensual race, and many humanoids - Humans especially - are uncomfortable with open displays of sensuality and sexuality... Besides, every Twi'lek woman loves to know she's drop-jaw gorgeous," she added with a wicked grin, and was rewarded when Jan's face started to twist into an open grin as well.
"Why is it that you prefer women, anyway?" Jaden answered with a shrug. "I don't think that question's answerable." "... Okay, let me rephrase; what attracts you to women," Jan asked, with sincere curiosity in her voice, and Jaden shrugged again. "physically, or otherwise?" "Um... Start with physically. Something easy to comprehend." Laughing in reply, Jaden nodded. "Okay, well... The same thing that attracts most males to women. A pretty face, her curves... Breasts, hips, legs, adornment at times. I love the way women feel against me." "So... Sexually, I mean, do you tend to be the dominant one, then?" "Not really. Sometimes I'm the one 'taking charge,' sometimes I love to relax and let her take charge of me, but often it's not a question of dominance at all. With the same equipment, more or less, it's... Often easier to be myself. To give and take in equal measure... I don't know that that would be possible with a male."
"Why not?" "Well, quite frankly it's a matter of penetration, of softness," Jaden replied. "Squeezing a woman's breasts is, well, a 'taking' act. It's fine to take if someone is willing to give, don't get me wrong; I've no problem giving, of letting the right person take her fill. There's an implicit sense of taking when doing most things to a woman, but I think none so extreme as penetrating her. With another woman, this balances out - we can meet together, taking as we give, simultainously. A man's only equipped to take, not be taken from... Does that make sense?"
"I... Think," Jan said, though she looked confused. "I mean... I can't actually fault anything you just said. It just seems odd to think of it that way. But haven't you had a lover with a penis?" "One. A hermaphrodite, one of the Kalu'a." "Did you not..." "Oh, no, we did... It hurt. A lot," Jaden confided, with a girlish giggle, as the Raven's Claw's engines started to build in sound and power. "But... You don't like that?" "Well... Mainly, it was a matter of regretting that I didn't have a penis with which to return the favor; I never begrudged it to her. Actually, I enjoyed it." "You did?" "Don't you?" "Well, yeah... But, I thought you wouldn't. Especially if she was as large as you said."
Jaden indicated the aproximate size with her hands, and Jan winced. "Oh my goodness. I... Ouch!" Smiling, Jaden nodded. "Oh, yes. It was very ouch." "How did you... Why?" "Well... We both understood beforehand that it would cause me a lot - a lot of pain... If anything, I think she might have overstated it." "But you went through with it?" "I felt the connection with her, growing, bonding us. I... was curious; I've had a few lovers use strap-on phallus simulators in the past with me, but I was curious as to what I was missing out on as far as flesh and blood inside me. She... Well, she was slow; gentle. We toyed with one another for the longest time; she was giving me time to get used to the presence of her penis. Eventually she produced some very slick lubricant, I applied it to her, and I laid on my back... You can guess the rest."
Jan nodded, with a shiver that Jaden didn't think was entirely in sympathy to the pain she had felt. "But you went through with it." "All the way. I won't lie; I screamed when she entered me. But I didn't want her to stop, and she didn't. It hurt, quite a lot, but..." Biting her lip, Jaden grinned. "It was worth it. When it was over, I was full of her seed, and she cradled me to her chest, while I ran my hands over her."
"So, what was the difference?" "Fundamentally, Kalu'a are female. They're equipped, and ready, to take from a woman in the way that only penetrating her with a penis can, but they're equally ready and equipped to give themselves to be taken... It doesn't hurt that their breasts can be the size of my head, and that they're so very, very good to sleep with. Once that's established - that they can give, comfort, in the way only women can, my feelings that I wouldn't enjoy a man simply... Evaporated, and I wanted to be taken, to feel seed inside me, to rest against her. Isn't that how it is with Kyle and you?"
Jan nodded; her face was flushed, but she was smiling. "Yeah, I guess it is... I don't... I guess it's hard to explain." "Not really. I understand," Jaden said, and Jan nodded. "So... You wish you had a penis," she asked, with one eyebrow raised sitll, and Jaden shrugged, smiling. "I'd like it, having... Met and lain with a woman who was in possession of one. It's not that I'm upset without one, by no means. It's..." She shrugged, and Jan laughed. "I think I get it, though I don't think I could feel the same way. A bit weird, maybe, but..." She shrugs. "No weirder than being able to orgasm through your brain-tails."
The engine's pitch reached a creschendo, and Jaden sat forward. "Here we go." Pushing the hyperspace activator forward, the Raven's Claw lurched once, then the stars streaked towards them as the ship leapt from realspace, past light-speed, into hyperspace, crossing untold distances in the blink of an eye. "Next stop: ... Kuat," she said, with a sigh, and Jan smiled. "It's not that bad, Jaden. Really." "No?" "No. It's worse." The older spy laughed. "So, if you had a penis, and I was unattached, you'd want to put it into me?" Running an eye faux-critically over Jan, Jaden grinned. "Sure." "Just... Sure? Not 'in a heartbeat,' or 'faster than you can say 'May the Force be with you?'"
Laughing almost giddily, Jaden rolled her eyes, lekku twitching with amusement. "How's this, then. Jan, if I had a penis, and you were unattached to Kyle but remotely interested in me, I'd be hip-deep in you as soon as I could get your clothes off and get your body singing with arousal. Horizontal orientation optional." Eyes closed, the Alderaanian grinned. "More like it. Twi'lek women don't have a monopoly on wanting to know they have and retain the power to inspire attraction... But you've never been tempted to make a genuine pass at me?"
"Not really, no." Jaden shrugged. "When you're a Jedi, sex, love, lust... All of them have a lot more complication potential than they do for non-sensitives, and I know damn well how much potential they have for non-sensitives." "But you think I'm attractive." "Absolutely. And I could probably show you pleasure and comfort sufficient that you'd wonder how you disregarded women as lovepartners before." "You sound certain of that. Are you?" "Completely." Her mentor's lover smiled. "I believe you. So... Why not?" "Well, it's a matter of knowing how to follow the right instinct. My sex drive certainly says to hell with the fact that you're twice my age, you're attractive and I want to put my hands all over you... It's fine to follow that drive, if the others are in accord." "But they're not?" "No. I know you're Kyle's lover. I know it would hurt all of us, even if I could convince you to let me try. Moreover... It doesn't feel right. You feel like an older sister, and while Twi'lek girls... Well..."
"What about them?" "We often have very intimate relationships with our sisters; sometimes being nothing less than outright sexual. But... I don't feel the connection for sex is there with you. That's the important thing for a Jedi to think about - whether it's right or not, mutual, whether or not it will bring fear or hurt, anger or hate." "You almost sound sad." "In a way, I am. It's been over a decade since I last saw my real older sister. You make a good sibling, I think... But I can't imagine being so selfish as to risk everything; what you and Kyle have, what I and Kyle have, what you and I have - on the joining of sex, no matter how good it would feel."
Jan laughed, softly, and Jaden smiled as the Human murmured, "for what it's worth, I'm almost sorry Kyle and I subscribe to all those silly human notions, as you must think them." "You are?" Jan shrugged. "Maybe if I'd met you before Kyle and I became a true pair... Ah, so things go." She shrugs. "Still, the idea of taking a woman as a lover is... Interesting, now. I think I might have explored it if it had occured to me when I was younger."
Grinning softly, the Rutian Twi'lek turned her head, smiling as Jan grinned. The blue-skinned woman broke into a laugh, which brought Jan into one, and they laughed for a long few moments before calming down. Jan smiled, and turned up the heat and air circulation rate in the cockpit; her skin pricked up with bumps and her dark nipples hardened into the likeness of mountain peaks as the warm air blew over her, and she laughed, causing a grin to cross Jaden's face as she laid back in her chair. With a quick move, she tugged her own shirt off, shivering with delight as the climate control change brought the same changes in her; she felt the bumps raise on her chest, down her arms and stomach, her nipples tightening with a sweet, delicious, mild pain, and she telekinetically tugged her boots and socks off, laying her legs up on the console, one crossed over the other. Jan followed suit, and they let the ship ride on, towards Kuat. There would be time to get ready. For now, she intended to bask in the comfortable companionship of her long-time friend.
Kuat System
"I assume there's a good reason we're coming up with covers and fake identities for sailing into a planet we could just land on as the Raven's Claw as ourselves, but nobody's briefed me on that yet," Jaden said, as she adjusted her outfit.
"A Jedi Knight and a known sometimes Republic Agent on Kuat? Oh, sure," Jan said, walking behind Jaden and murmuring "here" as she helped the Rutian pull her headdress tight. Jaden's eyes closed and she shivered as the leather weave-wrap tightened around her lekku. "They'd gladly let us land; walk us all around, show us the sights, and we'd never get within a hundred kilometers of where we need to be - so sorry, red tape, can you fill out this form, and this one? Oh, so sorry, the masters are away vacationing, can I take a message?" She reached down, drawing the laces behind Jaden's back more taut, tieing them. It was a careful, tight tie; the straining straps of leather held tight the bodice in front of Jaden, pushing up her breasts and keeping them secure, but it had a weak point. One telekinetic tug and it would come right off, freeing her to breathe deeply - it looked like the sort of thing that anyone would need help into, but that generic 'anyone' seldom had the benefit of the Force as an ally. It shouldn't matter; Jaden was quite good at operating on reduced oxygen throughput, being a Jedi, but it never hurt to have a skifter in one's metaphorical sleeve.
"So we're" "A phony and a self-sell," Jan answered. She'd dyed her short hair black, and was wearing a heavy, dark, dark brown nerf-leather jacket lined inside with the soft fleece of some animal. "I'm using the name Myra Terrace. It's obviously phony, and digging into it any will reveal Miria Tacil. Miria is an alias that Mirax used a long time ago and discarded when it got too hot. Digging into that will reveal Jan Strange, the name I used back before I even met Kyle, when I was independantly working for Cracken to bring down the Empire."
"The point of which being -" "that when they dig into that, they'll get thrown completely off the scent, to someone named Ghana Misti. I borrowed one of Mirax's jackets, and I've fiddled our IFF transponder to the Quasar Slide - an obvious pun on Pulsar Skate. I'm trying to look like someone who's trying very hard to be someone much more notorious than she really is." "In the hopes that once they've pulled off the layers like a peelifruit, they'll settle on the one you want them to see."
"Precisely. I want them to see a harmless, vainglorious space captain, down on her luck but with a half-way nice ship, who's brought a self-sell Twi'lek here to Kuati looking for work." "Right." Jaden smirked, as she pulled on her sleeves to her outfit, fastening the diaphonous things around her elbows. "And I'm a Twi'lek who's trading her freedom for the promise of a mess of credits at the end - effectively selling myself into slavery for years." "Right. And of course, as the space captain who brought you here, I'd be considered a talent scout... Really insideous, actually. The concept of 'self-selling' came up when the New Republic started truely cracking down on the real slave-trade years ago. In practice it's actual slavery, rebranded as something distasteful but legal."
Jaden shook her head. "It's disgusting. The owners almost invariably 'lose' the slave's paperwork and documentation, and the contracts tend to get unilaterally extended. There's almost no recourse." Jan nodded. "I agree. But it's a useful cover for now. It'll make us look like we're relatively bumbling - with Borsk Fey'lya in power, word is that they're going to stop policing outright slavery when it's discrete, and the charade can just end... Whether or not that's true, I've no idea. He certainly has no love of the Imperial exploitation of nonhumans, but Bothans never were very popular choices for slavers in any event."
Jaden nodded, and spun around. The skirt around her waist - the only covering she wore over her pelvis - was diaphonous, and weighted with a great many metal cylinders arranged as spokes, of differing shapes, sizes, and looks. It created a colorful splash of assymetry to her; and convienantly enough, let her hide both the one lightsaber she had to herself, but also the one she was constructing for Kya. It only needed a focusing crystal and a power supply, whilst her own rested at her left hip; long, with a black, ornate hilt, flared emitter heads which concealed the focusing lens like a candle in a candle-glass, and concealed buttons flush with the surface. It projected two blades, both red as her student's hide. She had built it from materials she'd taken from an Imperial wannabe's personal chambers, and used the gigantic, bright crimson gemstone he'd set in a ring for the focusing crystal. The color red doesn't prove that the wielder is a Sith - or even a Dark Sider - any more than the color blue proves a Jedi.
Still, letting people draw incorrect assumptions about what sort of person they were dealing with never hurt. After all, she liked to let them draw conclusions from the amount of skin she flaunted as well. She'd lost so many of her lightsabers in the explosion... At least some of the metal cylinders they'd decorated her skirt with had potential, in the event she came into a bounty of appropriate crystals, focusing lenses, or power supplies.
She wore no boots, only tall sandals, wrapped tightly. She was never a fan of sandals, though she was fond of bare female legs and feet, and found showing her own off to be agreeable, even if she preferred her normal thigh-boots. Jan affixed more of the shimmering, nearly-transparent material to her headdress and a few straps to her bodice, both behind and in front. "There you go; what do you think?"
Jan pushed her towards a mirror, and Jaden smiled, turning around to show herself her sides. "I look like a pastiche of Twi'lek stereotypes." "Perfect, in other words. Kuati don't think of nonhumans as anything but stereotypes." Chuckling softly, the Jedi nodded. "I see. Doesn't this seem a little... Elaborate to you?" "That's the point," Jan said as she settled her leather gun-belt onto her hips. "The Kuati love to feel superior, they love a show, too. The elaborate charade, the peeling away of layers, will make them settle into a point of comfortable smug superiority," she explained as she holstered a heavy pistol; a BlasTech DH-17. Though the weapon was the standard issue pistol of the Rebellion, Empire and New Republic, it was a far cry from her own preferred pistol - the almost-carbine Caliban Model X. Unfortunately, she knew the pistol would be confiscated when they landed; the DH-17 was a loss leader. If they saw her openly carrying the DH-17 and confiscated it, and the tiny, cheap, two-shot holdout pistol in the small of her back, they'd miss the vibroblade whose power cell - like Jaden's lightsaber - had been deactivated.
"So the first order of business once we're landed is..." "We recharge my vibroblade and your lightsaber, I pick up a blaster, and we start trying to sell you." "How're we going to get a blaster? The black market?" "The library," Jan grinned, to Jaden's blinking confusion. "I'll show you. Don't worry."
The cockpit comm system squealed softy, advertising their approach to Kuat and the challenge for identification they'd prepared. Jan sat down to guide them in.
More to come below. Damn the 60,000 character limit.
[edit] The original post is below:
This is a companion piece I'm writing to my Star Wars RPG game - it follows the travels of one of the player characters' mentors during a time when the PCs are seperated from her.
Jaden Korr and the Great Kuati telbun Caper
I don't know if the forum doesn't like links but I'm writing the whole story as an extension of my userspace on the RPG wikia, and I imagine that converting from wiki markup to bbcode would be a nigh-impossible pain in the butt. If anybody knows of something to use to automate it with, please, by all means tell me.
Canonicity note: Jaden Korr is a canon character. The canon Jaden Korr is a male human. However, I have always used the Jaden Korr that I played Star Wars: Jedi Academy with, a female Rutian Twi'lek (from Courscant). This is the NPC my players know (and one of them is even striking up a relationship with.)
Maturity note: the story goes where it goes. While it doesn't (yet) feature any explicit sex, it probably will. This is a hallmark of my writing. I don't shy away from it, but it's not (and will never be) smut for the sake of being smut. I haven't seen anything on the forums about this, so I hope it's not a problem as-is or as-may-be.
I'd like any critiques that don't have to do with "but Jaden Korr is a man!" or something like that. If it likes like I might have made an accidental grossly stupid violation of canon, then I'd appreciate a heads-up, but if it's most likely deliberate (like taking a pair of characters from an obscure short story and making one of them a front-liner and one of them dead long ago, or making Jaden Korr a female Rutian Twi'lek from Courscant) then it was probably intentional.
Oh, one thing; yes, I do tend to write stories with more than their fair share of lesbians, and no, I rarely give heterosexual couples their chance to shine, and no, I almost never touch on homosexual male couples and never will do so with the intimate details I'd feel free to reveal about the girls or the heteros (or the hermaphrodites, for that matter.) Please, if you must judge, judge on the quality, without prejudice based on the nature of it. That's all I ask.
