Chapter 2 - And Then There were Two

I don't own Star Wars.
   
Silas remembered their space entry into the Dantooine system with a certain fondness as their departure was far less calm. The ship buckled as several shots crashed into the hull. "Rear deflectors are down!" he yelled. With white knuckles on the controls, he forced the ship into a steep dive with the barrage of laser beams right behind it. The damned CSA ships started shooting from the spaceport when Silas refused to pay their exorbiant fees for doing business and were currently doing their best to turn his ship into scrap. "You don't have to yell, you know!" Piper yelled from the gun well. She tracked one fighter that played too close to the ship and pressed the trigger when the portait of the fighter fit right into the crosshairs. The lasers tore through the black subfighter and exploded violently. This only frenzied the remaining fighters, the four snubfighters all accelerated forward. Silas saw the blips closing in and smiled when the navicomputer counter finally hit zero. With a pull of a level, the stars elongated to lines and they entered hyperspace.


    It wasn't long before Piper sashayed into the cockpit. Silas gave her a long look up and down. Fitted in a low cut white halter top, which displayed her generous assets, nerf leather bomber jacket, and in a short red skirt that barely covered her bubble butt, she could have walked straight out of a holofilm poster. She pouted with a frown, as a side note, Silas noted this expression made her look adorable, and leaned against the doorway. "Your contact was shit," she declared with arms now crossed across her ample chest. 
"I know, but we got the goods, didn't we?" he replied. Seeing that didn't change her expression, Silas reached out and grabbed Piper. She happily plopped onto his lap and they cuddled together, she leaned her head back to rest on his shoulder. Silas could feel her high heart rate and with a pang, internally admitted that this run was very close to the wire, he himself was barely on his way down from the high of being back in the Show. The cuddling brought their pulses down as they relaxed together, but the new issue at hand emerged when Piper felt a familiar presence poking her below. Piper whispered, "You did some good fucking flying, I did some good fucking shooting, but we now need a good fucking." He groaned at the awful joke as Piper lightly chuckled. 
    He lightly slapped away Piper's inquistive hands. He untangled himself, stood up, and placed her on the edge of the seat all while ignoring her confused expression. Her breath caught as he knelt and began kissing her tanned inner thighs, moving in closer and closer to where her legs met. Finally, on the cusp of her white panties, he reached in and slowly dragged her skimpy panties off of her perfect legs. Silas pocketed it and planted kisses around her wet folds. He warmed her already wet cunt with broad, slow strokes of his tongue. Her sultry moans and groans were music to his ears and only spurred him on as he continued to lick her inner lips with gusto. He lapped away at her juices, which tasted like a perfect combination of sweet and salty, and buried his head in her soft but muscular thighs. Alternating from rhythmic licking and tongue flicking, he pleasured Piper with familiarity of long time lovers. She threw her head back when he sucked on her clit and with a quiver, felt herself on the precipe of an orgasm. Silas took a small break and the sight that greeted him made all his efforts worthwhile. His woman, her beautiful face in an expression of euphoria while shining with sweat, her auburn hair disheveled, cat ears twitching, half lidded eyes, and her full lips parted as she panted for breath, was an erotic scene he wished he could save on holotape. She was almost over the mountain, so close to cumming, but when one more lick was all she needed, Silas sat back with a grin. 
"Babe, I'm so close," she whined, biting her lower lip.
"I need one thing from you and I'll make you cum," Silas replied. Piper raised an eyebrow. "Beg for it."
"You're serious? After all that,-"
"Beg or I'm walking out." 
"Please let me cum, I'm so close, I'm begging you, eat me out and make me cum!" she yelled while pulling Silas back to her dripping cunt. He ate her out eagerly and with one last suck on her clit, she shuddered and squirted all over Silas as she came. He didn't mind the mess, it was a tell-tale sign that she really enjoyed herself. When she refocused her eyes and tried her best to recollect herself, she smirked at the mess she had made. "Serves you right for teasing me like that. Poetic justice, you know?"
"Poetic justice aside, you liked it though? Being edged like a good slut?" Piper playfully pinched his arm but said nothing. As he winced at none-too-gentle nip, Piper had to admit that she actually liked being edged. Hell, she didn't even mind being called a slut by Silas. She really did have sex on the brain, but she had to make something clear.
She stood up quickly with a menacing expression on her face and upon seeing his fearful expression, burst out in laughter to the non-plussed man. He joined in with a relieved chuckle, he had been pushing her boundaries and getting off with a pinch was pretty good, all things considered. When the chuckling finally subsided, she straddled him on the padded ground and poked him in the chest, hard.
"I'm only going to ask this once and I better not hear a smart aleck answer, you hear?" Silas nodded, mildly confused. "Whose good slut am I?" 
His expression cleared and he leaned in to whisper, "You're my good slut, and mine alone."
"Damn straight." she replied coyly, her cat ears twitching happily in response. 
"How's the tail?" The furred appendage flitted out from the skirt and brushed his face several times in response, causing him to sputter, all the while Piper did her best not to laugh. 

A red light flashed on with an unpleasant whine, Silas jerked his face out the tail assault and swore loudly. As they tumbled apart and got up, Silas relayed, "There's a kriffing tracker beacon on board! Stay here, I'll find the bug."
"And as your first mate, I should...?"
"Stay on comms and when the light turns off, stop our hyperspeed and input coordinates for the nearest planet."
Her aye, aye cap'in floated down the hallway as he rushed to the cargo room. Grabbing the scanner, he frantically shifted through the stacked boxes, searching for the tracker. The thing that had Silas scratching his head the scanner indicated that the bug was in an unmarked large vacuum sealed box in the main cargo compartment, he had figured it would be in the not so legal hidden compartment. He pressed the open button on the large crate and with a hiss, the front of the box opened. He damn near jumped out of his boots. What looked like an attractive human woman was kneeling in the crate, but no oxygen dependant organic should have survived the vacuum. Her eyes opened and she looked right at him, her curious brown eyes met his without a hint of fear or surprise, odd, to say the least, considering the fact she was not wearing a thread of clothing. Upon closer inspection, the woman? in front of him wasn't attractive, she was drop dead gorgeous. He did his best to stop oogling her, but her pretty face was matched by her D cup breasts with perky pink nipples and her thicc fair skinned thighs made it difficulty, to say the least. The voice that came out from her was downright salacious, the best way he could describe it was if someone bottled liquid sex and filtered a voice through it. "Hello, stranger," she purred. 
Silas shook his head and lightly slapped himself on the cheeks a few times. The lady was still there, head tilted slightly with a small smile that lighted her face up. "If you're done with the theatrics, I am the droid you're looking for."
"Could you please shut down your tracking beacon?" Silas asked. 
"I'm sorry, I cannot obey you until I am activated by my master," she calmly intoned, still holding her smile. 
The next question Silas was cut off by Chloe deftly fishing his cock out of his pants. She licked her full red lips and kissed the tip of his rapidly hardening dick. Without preamble, without even taking the tiniest bit of his shaft, she licked and sucked Silas into silence, only the debauched sounds of cock sucking filled the air. The view in front of him was incredible, a hot blonde on her knees with her slutty lips wrapped snugly around the head, and her tongue working all around it. On top of that, her warm brown eyes never broke eye contact the entire time. With all this, she teased out his thick load as he came into her mouth and she swallowed, all the while making the sluttiest moans, like it was her getting off. 
"Activation complete," she whispered as her warm hands drifted and gently played with his somewhat deflated cock. Silas opened his mouth, then closed it after a few seconds. "Tracking is now disabled, as you are my new master."
"M-master?" he sputtered out.
Her handjob had gotten Silas hard again and she aligned her ruby red lips to suck on his dick again. 
A very loud cough turned the two to the entrance, revealing an expressionless Piper leaning against the doorway. "Could either of you two explain why my boyfriend is getting sucked off the cargo hold by a stranger?" she said calmly.

Author's Ramblings: Thanks for reading the second chapter, hopefully I can knock out one chapter weekly. 










