Private Internal Affairs

[Adriana Fortemps]

// HIGH INQUISITOR FORDYCE //
// DANTOOINE // GOVERNOR'S BUILDING //
// Allyson Locke //

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The Echani's heart began to race, only exasperated even further when the trooper found her confidence once again. The room that Jorryn had left for the woman filled in by the taller woman, the redness on her cheeks only further pushed as the boundary between them closed in. The Inquisitor gleefully fell back a bit further on the terminal, her heart pumping faster and faster as the space between them lessened until their noses were almost touching.

Both of Jorryn's hands were resting on the terminal now, no more space left to retreat to. Not that the Echani wanted to back up any further anyways, the coyness only an act as her eyes flickered between Rae's own and her lips. It was a bit hard to not just grip the woman and do what she wanted, but where was the fun in that. The Echani would play the part, she could hardly be seen carousing with a trooper. At least that's what she tried to keep telling herself, though that voice was becoming dimmer and dimmer.

The warmth of Rae's breath and devilish smirk completely ruining any reservations that Jorryn had held.

"You want to know me better?" One hand laced it's way into the collar of the woman's armour, denying Private Cooke the movement backwards that she tried to get. "Let me show you then." The tone came sultry and seductive, an impish spark in the Echani's eyes as the words came from her black lips. Pulling down on the trooper's armour, Jorryn guided her into a kiss, the physical intimacy being much more of comfort to the Echani than the emotional way that Rae had provided before. Emotions were hard, events in the Echani's past preventing her from moving past them.

But a beautiful and confident woman inches from her face? That could help Jorryn forget.

The kiss was far more tender than would be expected from the Inquisitor, the fieriness of her attitude still tempered and mild from the emotional talks earlier. Dreams and nightmares faded away alike, all of that nonsense fading away as the Echani chose to focus on this moment instead. Pain easing away temporarily as Jorr's black lipstick marked Rae as her own, something she might try and make real later.

Pulling away from the kiss, Jorryn's hand moved from the piece of armour to Cooke's chin. Her head tilted downwards and the amber eyes stared up at the trooper with more than playful eyes, before raising herself a bit to reach the girl's ear. Hot breath threatened raced along Rae's ear as the Echani gave a simple command, one that would hopefully take some time to complete.

"Make me feel better."

 

[Rae]

Adriana Fortemps ​

The Inquisitor had been playing the passive hand between them. When a confrontation happened, it was because she beckoned it, pulled it out of the Trooper. Yet, as Rae pulled away to return to the game to the neutral stance that always happened after aggression - Jorryn had other plans. Everything happened in slow motion, Rae’s emerald eyes widened as she watched the Echani’s hand lace around her armor. She felt as if she was floating as she was pulled forward, feeling her momentum betray her. ​

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Hands caught her as the Echani woman pulled her into the kiss. Their lips touched, and just for a second, Rae’s frame froze. This was far more forward than she had expected from the Inquisitor. The woman had been playing hard to get but still relishing in the attention she was receiving. It was unexpected, but again a nice feeling. Rae found her instincts taking over. Arms wrapped around the slender frame of the older woman, pulling her in tighter, comforting her as they shared the small intimate moment. Gloved hands searched for a way to pull her closer, wondering why she felt her heart fluttering and her chest tightening. Time was brief with the kiss, but to the Legionnaire, it had moved slowly, letting her relish in the physical intimacy. ​

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She had to play the part; she had to stick and use the moment to survive; that was the reason, right? Rae felt the tug at the back of her mind, reminding her that this and she wasn’t real. But it had to be, these words and emotions that hung in her heart had to be something? The internal struggle continued, but Rae’s will overpowered the other. As Jorryn pulled away, breaking their kiss, Rae felt her head leaned forward, searching for the same contact that brought her to life. The scent of the Inquisitor intoxicated the Trooper; the warmth of her breath made the small hairs on the woman’s neck stand up, wanting to feel more. Hands tightened on the fabric of the Inquisitor’s clothing, wanting to find a way to keep her. ​

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"Make me feel better." ​

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The Corellian’s first instinct was to pull the woman back into another kiss, to feel her tender lips against her own. Leaning forward, she nuzzled the tip of her nose against Jorryn’s gently attempting to somehow keep physical contact between them. Yet, as she leaned in at the moment where their lips barely brushed, Rae pulled away and released the other women. “Inquisitor, I’d love to, but…” her voice trailed off as she smiled sheepishly, her face flush from the sudden kiss and rush of emotions for the young Trooper. “Shouldn’t we go somewhere more private?” Eyes looking towards the door to the private office. In there, would more of what Rae had initially come here for, but her attention was entirely on the Inquisitor. Attention struggling to remember what her true self needed to do, the internal battle continued, still with Rae’s desires coming to the front.​

 

[Adriana Fortemps]

// HIGH INQUISITOR FORDYCE //
// DANTOOINE // PRIVATE OFFICE //
// Rae Cooke //

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Everything else melted away as the soft lips of the trooper met Jorryn's own, the warmth of their touch pushing away all of the anxiety and fear that the Echani was holding on to for the moment. The low hum of the terminal that she had been resting on barely audible as Rae's hands began to pull Jorryn further into the kiss, the corners of her lips turning upwards into an excited smile during the kiss. This had been the kind of excitement that keeping a watchful eye over some backwater planet didn't provide.

Exhilaration jumped through every inch of the Echani's body, a spark from the moment their lips touched passing through every part of her. Perhaps it had only been because it had been a while since Jorr had felt the intimate touch of another like this, her and Vaylin's work keeping them apart from one another for months at a time. Deep down, however, her heart could not deny the emotions that Rae pulled out of her. The tenderness of the kiss coming from passion instead of desire.

Though Rae had plenty that Jorryn desired.

It took all the willpower that the Inquisitor had to pull away from Rae's intoxicating lips, the separation between them discomforting for the Echani. But Rae had a tendency to drag things out, so Jorryn would have to spell it out for the woman. Heartbeats began to race as the trooper's grip tightened around her own clothes, biting her lip to stifle any moans of excitement before she could let herself be known. As much as the Inquisitor would enjoy her clothing being ripped away by the private, her command needed itself to be known.

An arm draped itself around the soldier's neck, nails brushing into the dark mane of her conspirator. Jorryn was unable to stifle the girlish giggle pressing through her lips as their noses met, unable to contain her excitement as her legs began to wriggle. Until the girl pulled away, teasing her velvety lips before she did. Jorr was left flustered and impatient, almost dragging the soldier into her grasp once again. But then she spoke words that brought a sly smirk to the Echani's face.

"Two requests? Well, I suppose you'll have to earn this one."

The Inquisitor was more than happy to run her arm down the trooper's neck, before hooking her finger into the collarbone of Rae's uniform. Heels tapped heavily as the Echani dragged the trooper into her quarters, not exactly the most romantic location but it was private enough. Spinning around and resting her bottom on the desk once again, both of her hand rested on Rae's sides, holding back diving into the appetizer to request the main course.

"I've always heard that the trooper's armour was... restrictive." A devilish smirk spreading to tell that this wasn't some lecture about the consensus of the soldiery, her hands pulling at more vulnerable parts of the armour. "I wouldn't mind you taking it off... or watching."

 

[Rae]

Adriana Fortemps​

Everything from her girlish giggle, the tenderness of her kiss, and the way the feeling of her fingers running through the Corellian’s hair made Rae’s heart race. The pounding in her chest threatened to explode the more that Jorryn teased and played with the Trooper. Every ounce of her skin burned with the desire to pull everything off the Echani. Though her statement was right - it would be better to find a more private location. The separation of their bodies allowed Rae to resume logical thought. Her chest rose and fell as she took in a few deep breaths to slow her heart down. ​

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Rae’s moment of freedom was brief, and her poor heart threatened to give out from the rapid changes. It was worth it to feel this alive with someone and to know that they felt the same was exhilarating. Once more, she was at the mercy of the Inquisitor as the woman hooked her fingers into the armor, dragging the younger woman along into the office. The door closed behind her, and Rae forced herself to glance around the room. She took it all in, and with each blink - photographs were taken and uploaded quietly from the contact lens she wore. Once more, someone pulled at her, Rae looked towards the Inquisitor who had perched herself onto her desk. Her face in a state of permanent blush, she looked down at her armor and where the other woman’s hands on her frame. ​

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Nodding, Rae agreed with the statement, “The armor really isn’t meant for women or even men.” A slight chuckle escaped her lips, “I’ve wanted to get out of it since we got to your office, Ma’am.” Rae’s viridescent gaze looked upon her accomplice with a desirable hunger, as she bit her lower lip. Her eyes locking on the Echani’s amber orbs, while her hands began to unclip the duraplast armor platings. She started with the wrist guards, then the shoulder pads, and continued with each part of it till she was left in only the armorweave body glove. Rae stepped closer, her hands pushing apart Jorryn’s knees as she needed to satisfy the desire to be near the woman. A finger trailed down the woman’s cheek until she could feel the fabric of the Inquisitor’s robes. ​

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Without a word, she leaned in and pulled the woman into another kiss. Her hands found their way back to where they were before remembering how the woman’s clothing had felt. The corset was quickly done away with, the Trooper not breaking the kiss or showing struggle. Pulling away slightly, she nuzzled the woman’s cheek, pushing her face aside so that her kisses could trail along her delicate neck. Fabric unraveled, and Rae leaned into the Echani, pushing her onto her back upon the massive desk.​

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Towering over the Echani woman, the Corellian continued her assault. Moving from her lips to her shoulder and then back to her face, covering the woman in tender and hungry kisses. Rae couldn’t explain her desire, but she couldn’t think of anything else beyond satisfying the command she was issued. She wanted to make everything better for Jorryn. "I promise, I'm going to make you feel amazing"​

 

[Adriana Fortemps]

// HIGH INQUISITOR FORDYCE //
// DANTOOINE // PERSONAL OFFICE //
// Rae Cooke //

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Black lips would find teeth pressing violently into them, the only thing that Jorryn could do to suppress her desires. Even Jorryn didn't know if those desires were to just nervously and excitedly laugh at what was happening or if she just wanted to jump on the trooper in front of her. It became even harder for the Echani to do nothing as she watched Rae take her armour away piece by piece, the slowness of it only stressing the poor girl out more. Nails dug into the desk as the impatience of the Inquisitor wore away violently, a nervous grin on her face displaying too many emotions.

"If I knew it was that hated, I wo-" Jorryn didn't care that Rae cut off her musings as she got closer, the Echani's legs being forced open to get the pair of them more intimate only further burying whatever musings the Echani had about trooper armour. The radical thoughts of change to help the soldier having been lost for the benefit of Jorryn's more immediate desires.

The intense beat of the silver-haired Sith's heart would be clear as Rae's finger explored it's way downwards, hot and heavy breath escaping her lips as Jorryn forced herself to remember how to breathe. Rae ensured that the issue wouldn't last, her grip on the Inquisitor's robes allow for the Echani to be pulled into another embrace, hands wrapping themselves around the trooper's neck as she was pulled forwards. The warmth of Rae's lips was all Jorryn needed right now, the straps of her robes loosening only making the Echani grasp the dark strands of hair tighter. Black lips no longer gave a tender kiss, fiery passion instead replacing the calm love that Jorryn felt earlier.

The trooper had already pulled away once, and the Inquisitor never lost prey twice.

The warmth of the brunette's cheek against her own made the Echani smile before offering her neck fully to the girl, the kiss itself sending shivers down Jorr's spine as Rae familiarized herself with the more sensitive part of her neck. Dangly legs quickly found use as they wrapped around the private's own, refusing to let the woman escape from her. More moans managed to escape from Jorryn's throat as Rae threatened to devour the Echani with her lips, leaning in as the pair fell back onto the desk. The cool desk threatened to give frostbite to burning skin, a shiver running along her bare back as hands moved to hold Rae's face instead of her head.

Rogue strands of silver hair covered Jorryn's face, laboured breathing made worse by the cold feeling against her back, as Rae pulled back once again. As much as she wanted to pull the girl back in again the trooper had finally taken the lead, and Jorryn was loving every moment of it. A muffled squeal of excitement was the first thing that was offered to return the brunette's words, a glimmer in the amber gaze of Jorryn matching that of Rae's emerald eyes. A lithe hand grabbed another, helping it hook into a place it the robes on her side. A second hand smoothly made its way from the trooper's cheek down to her shoulder, a gentle pressure guiding her ambitiously downwards.

"I believe you."​

 

[Rae]

Adriana Fortemps
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Emotions were an intoxicating cocktail mixture. The Dark side was fueled by it, and Jedi shied away from it. Waves upon waves of desire, longing, and loneliness crashed into the Trooper. She could feel the need for this touch between them and found herself spiraling, losing her composure. The direction was lost. She let herself become entangled in the inebriating whirlwind of her soon to be Echani lover. Lines blurred farther, smudging like the black lipstick upon her skin. Rae lost where she ended, and Jorryn began, the desire to create a dream world, an escape for the Sith Inquisitor, beat back the logic of her real reason for being here. ​

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Jorryn became the reason. ​

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A trail of kisses adorned the canvas of Jorryn Fordyce, leaving marks of the Corellian's desire to please. Searching for the soft tremors that indicated that she was doing what was wanted. She took in everything she could about the woman, etching it to her memory. Jorryn's hand softly caressed her cheek, then to her shoulder, guiding her where she most wanted the loving attention. Rae glanced up and smiled with a soft chuckle, the woman was impatient. ​

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The break her mind was allowed when she looked up, she remembered the point of being in this place. Looking down, she regained her composure coming out of the drunken lust she consumed hungrily. The wish for her to be real, for Rae to be who she was and not who she was really burned through her mind. Why couldn't Rae be real? Why couldn't this be her life? She was free from everything that chained her in her other life. Here she had no guilt; she had nothing binding her to duty besides the Inquisitor. Closing her eyes, she hovered over the Echani and gave her a quick kiss. As she pulled away, her hand caressed her slender and perfect face. A mist shot out of the wrist device she wore, clouding the Echani's vision. The mild sleeping agent would lull her into a deep slumber. ​

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Rae didn't move, waiting for the effects of the mist to take its effect. The last thing Jorryn would see would be Rae's face smiling at her. Once the woman had fallen asleep, Rae sat there and sighed deeply. She sat up doing her best to untangle herself from the delicate legs of the Echani. A hand pressed against her face while she tried to get over the hangover of her lust, pushing it aside to focus on what was necessary for her mission. ​

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Some time had passed, and Rae finally slid herself from the desk and towards the private terminal. A hand moved over the machine, slicing through it quickly. She preferred to do it by hand, but time was of the essence. The agent was potent, but some people were able to metabolize it quickly. Which would put her in a severe bind if Jorryn was one of those people that were basically immune to it. It was rare, but it could happen. Crazier things have happened - this night was a great example. ​

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Once inside the terminal, Rae quickly gathered the necessary files that allowed her access to more. The trojan had been appropriately uploaded and was hidden. Sighing softly, it seemed everything was on track, and it caused a bit of relaxation to course through the Trooper's frame. Leaning back in the chair, she looked at the sleeping Echani. Regret filled her heart as she sighed if only she could have pushed back the other and kept control to do what she wanted. ​

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Returning to the terminal, she quickly found her bounty and altered her photo enough to where it wasn't noticeable. Still, her face wouldn't be recognized as easy as it would have been. As she typed away on the terminal, her hand absentmindedly reached out. It ran through the soft silver locks of the Inquisitor. It didn't take long for her to finish everything she needed and to upload the files she had been looking for. Shutting off the terminal and erasing any trace she was there, Rae stood and moved to leave. No. The no was strong enough to beat back the struggle that burned through her mind. Moving back to the desk, Rae crawled next to Jorryn and proceeded to create the scene needed to give the woman the illusion of what had occurred, what she(they)had wanted to happen. Pulling her close, Rae wrapped her arms around Echani's waist and nuzzled the nape of her neck softly. The mess of fabric from the women's robes covered them both. The armorweave jumpsuit discarded upon the armor panels on the ground - forgotten. ​

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Rae gave a final tender kiss against the smaller woman's neck and closed her eyes, letting herself catch a bit of sleep.​

 

[Adriana Fortemps]

// HIGH INQUISITOR FORDYCE //
// DANTOOINE // PERSONAL OFFICE //
// Allyson Locke //

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The touch of their lips once more had Jorryn drunk on the taste of the Corellian, inebriated by the heat of her lovers' breath against her bare skin. This trooper was driving the Echani crazy, her toes curling unwillingly with every brush of Rae's lips against her body. It was impossible to stop any of the sheepish moans that escaped from her, helplessness from the woman towering above her only accelerating the indecency.

A brief respite as the two separated for a brief moment being of far more use to Rae than it was to Jorryn, the Echani taking the moment to shuffle her back against the desk, dislodging the areas where sweat had attached her to the metal. It was difficult to keep herself off of the Corellian, hands now finding themselves on the waist of Rae. Laboured breathing caught a whiff of a strong scent of Allyson's perfume, the scent of the deep brown hair making her dizzy. Then the lids of her eyes became heavy, her breathing slowing to a crawl. The lust that she felt was fading, but a hand still managed to brush up against Rae's cheek one last time before sleep began to take her, a soft smile resting on her face as her head gently fell to the side.

The deep throes of sleep quickly proved Jorryn wasn't immune to the agent that Allyson had used, soft murmurs occasionally coming from the black smudge that now covered her lips. The noises were a pleasant sort, so the Jedi spy could be satisfied that Jorryn had in fact reached the dreams that they had discussed, though perhaps in a less metaphorical sense. Finger's running through the Echani's silver mane elicited a small reaction from the smaller woman, not rousing from her slumber but unconsciously enjoying the touch.

As Rae tucked in with her unfulfilled lover, an ever slowing heartbeat could be felt against her chest, whatever small portion of consciousness left used it to lace her lithe fingers with the Corellian's. It wasn't much, but with a touch and a kiss on the neck, Jorryn rested with a soft smile on her lips.

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Early morning shone through the window of Jorryn's office, the rain had given a rare pause to sunshine during the night. No alarms would rouse Jorryn from the grip of her newfound interest, hands still wrapped together from last night. The horrors of reality would wait as Jorryn's half-awake state revelled in the warmth of the woman's chest against her back and the tightness of her arm around her waist. It had been too long since the Echani could just melt into the grasp of another, refusing to let this moment between them end early.

Consciousness came too quickly to the Inquisitor, the tasks of the day weighing against her desire. But those tasks could wait. Rae had done a proper job with her speech and according to the state of everything, proved her tongue was more than silver. Lifting herself against her own robes and gently wrestling herself from the grasp of the trooper, she took an advantageous position above the woman once again. An utterance before the Echani delicately brushed her hair behind an ear with her hand, not wanting it to interrupt the tender kiss that Rae was about to receive to rouse her.

"Good morning, love."

 

[Rae]

Adriana Fortemps
You're in my blood, you're in my veins, you're in my head​

Sleep was something that Rae struggled with, dreams of memories that she didn't fully recall danced across her mind. Every so often, she would squeeze the slender waist of the Echani looking for the comfort she lacked in her life. Knowing that the woman was there, even if the meeting was recent. The emotions that Jorryn felt hit close to home for the Corellian. ​

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Eyes fluttered open and struggled to focus. Silver hair, soft voice, tender lips, a name appeared in the back of her mind, but she knew they weren't the same person. Her mind woke up, forgetting the name and the past that didn't belong to her. "Jorryn," Lips curled into a smile, genuinely coming from her heart and happy to see the Echani woman. Vision finally focusing, the woman's amber gazed became familiar. ​

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"Sorry about last night." She was apologetic, she knew her place wasn't to have this relationship with the Inquisitor. Being a Legionnaire, she was meant to head to the front lines and die. If she lived, she was lucky or good at what she was doing. To be lucky enough to find this brief moment of escape, was unreal. Rae sat up and ran her hand through her mess of brown locks and gave in to her desires. ​

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Leaning forward, she nuzzled against the Inquisitor's cheek and remained close to her. The urge to feel the black stained lips became unbearable. A soft kiss brushed innocently, bringing them together for a brief moment. So many things ran through the Corellian's mind, something told her that she shouldn't be doing this, but the voice was foreign. Ignoring it, she pulled back and smiled and again apologized. "Sorry." Her head rested against the pale shoulder, the same one she remembered kissing and showing her lustful affection. The night before felt almost dream-like, yet when she closed her eyes, she remembered what she had done, and it hurt. ​

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Her heart felt heavy as she knew where the voice was coming from inside, it wasn't her own, but another's. Taking all of her willpower, she snuffed the voice the best she could until she became weak again, and it came roaring out. Another kiss against her lover's shoulder as she remained in deep contemplation. What was next? Was she to return to the squadron she had been assigned to? Rae closed her eyes softly and sighed again. She had missed check-ins, and they were probably preparing her punishment. Turning her head slightly, Rae still couldn't help herself and kissed the woman's cheek.​

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"I know I've made several requests of you already, but I want to stay by your side Inquisitor." The thought of leaving only brought sadness to the Corellian. Knowing that her legion could be shipped off Dantooine meant that this could be the one and only time she'd spend time with the woman. "Is there a way that I don't have to leave?" A part of her felt pathetic for making this request, but she hoped that she wasn't foolish in asking. Doing her best to persuade the woman, she leaned forward again and almost desperately pressed her lips against Jorryn's. A hand reaching up and caressed her cheek lightly. If the request couldn't be met, at least she'd have the memory of the touch and her kiss.​

 

[Adriana Fortemps]

// HIGH INQUISITOR FORDYCE //
// DANTOOINE // PRIVATE OFFICE //
// Rae Cooke //

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"There's nothing to forgive." A pale hand found it's place on the brunette's cheek, a thumb running its path along some of the smudges that Jorryn had left on the girl last night. Part of her was irritated that she forgot what an adventure they had, but this feeling of comfort and warmth was enough to satisfy her this morning. "I definitely felt better." A smirk falling onto her face as she looked into the vermillion eyes of her lover.

Any... improperness of the relationship between the pair didn't matter to the Echani. She wanted Rae and she would have her. Perhaps Jorryn would have more reservations under different circumstances, but for now, all Jorr wanted was the woman in her arms. The girl who made her feel everything. Her free arm stayed caressing the side of the trooper, not wanting to let her go for fear of the lonelier feelings settling in once again. The warmth of her skin had Jorryn more than content in the moment they shared.

The soft kiss was welcomed calmly, the taste of her lips already familiar and comforting to the Echani. The tenderness pulling at Jorryn's heart the same as the words the paired shared the night before, sharing the warmth. The back of Jorryn's mind was still with Vaylin, wherever she was. But her heart was a different matter at this moment, tugging towards the woman in her arms. The love between Jorryn and her girlfriend was true, but they hadn't shared vulnerability with each other as Rae and she had in these short moments. Every insecurity that the Inquisitor held, the trooper had an answer. A beautiful answer. And every time she did, the Echani's heart skipped.

Mild confusion took Jorryn by surprise as Rae pulled her into a hug and held her, another apology pouring from her lips. But the silver-haired Sith didn't care. Right now she wasn't a High Inquisitor, she was Jorr. Any concern was pushed away as she wrapped her arms around Rae, eyes closing as she pressed into the shoulder of the girl, the smell of her hair reassuring the Echani as much as any words could.

"And here I thought I might get a request from you..." The words whispered sweetly into the trooper's ears as she continued to cling to the private, rank not mattering compares to the emotions the High Inquisitor felt. "Lucky we had the same wish." Jorryn's voice began to crack nervously at the end, the joy she felt in her heart a newness to the girl. It was uncomfortable... but exciting.

The Echani would still take the kiss though, pulling her newfound lover tighter as she did. Not wanting to separate quite yet...

 

[Rae]

Adriana Fortemps​

Hearing that the Inquisitor wanted her to stay around brought warmth in her heart. Excitement coursed through her as they shared the kiss, she didn't have to try and convince the woman. Still, it was an excellent excuse for her to do it again. Rae was surprised, seeing that the woman didn't pull away, knowing that her day was filled with work for the Empire. With the New Imperial Order on the horizon, filling her time with the young trooper's charm seemed to be an ill choice. Rae felt a sudden warmth in her core. She saw that she was more important than other responsibilities, never before was she chosen before other duties.

"Great minds think alike." Rae chuckled softly as she played with the fabric that acted as a barrier between them. The feelings she felt swelling inside felt beautiful, but something continued to pull at her in the back of her mind. Shaking the thought from her mind, she wrapped the fabric between her fingers. "One more apology," Rae leaned closer and smiled as she fought to join them together with another kiss. Black lipstick already stained her lips, what harm would more do?

Biting her lower lip, Rae shrugged and slowly started to pull the fabric away from the Inquisitor. She leaned forward and kissed along the Echani's long neck as she pushed forward, forcing the woman back onto her back against the cold steel desk.

"I'm sorry, but I hope you didn't have any plans today." The clothing was tossed aside, landing at the base of the desk, Rae drew the woman into a deep and passionate kiss. The voice in her head had been quieted as Rae ran her hand along the silhouette of her lover. There was nothing stopping preventing her from doing what she had wanted

 

[Adriana Fortemps]

// HIGH INQUISITOR FORDYCE //
// DANTOOINE // PRIVATE OFFICE //
// Rae Cooke //

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Feelings from last night began to bubble to the surface as Jorryn watch the trooper lace the piece of fabric separating their bodies between her fingers, excitement filling her chest as the black cloth was slowly round. Anticipation was rudely interrupted by a kiss from the brunette, not unwelcomed as the Echani pressed her hand against the cheek of her lover. Rae had more black lipstick on her than Jorryn did by this point, the inquisitor slightly upset by the fact that she couldn't mark her new possession more.

That was until she could begin to feel the cloth crawling away from her grip, hands relaxing as she let it be removed.

Laboured breath escaped her opaque lips as Rae's lips met her neck once again, a sensitivity from last night forcing a moan from her lips. Though that would hardly be the last noise the trooper would take from her, the cold of the desk once again gracing her back as the shivers of burning skin met it. A blush made it's way across the High Inquisitor's face as the material was slowly dragged away, anxiety and joy in equal measure rushing the blood to her face.

"They'll wait, I'm where I want to be."

Once again their lips met, though the reinvigorated touch of her lover was a bit more adventurous this time around. The tender touch created ripples through Jorryn's body, soft whimpers escaping into the lips of the girl who held her. Focusing on the kiss between them was more difficult as the lithe hand of the trooper found the sensitive spots on the Echani's body, pulling at her hips and raising a leg to leverage the kiss even more. A bit more impishness from the digits would force separation from the kiss as Jorryn lost her concentration, simply pulling Private Cooke into a loving grasp. The gap between them veiled only by skin as Jorryn felt the unfamiliar attachment growing with the woman, a bond she didn't understand.

But she didn't have to right now.

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Hours and multiple moments of satisfaction later, the Echani gently picked up her delicates from the floor of the office. Some of the clothing having made its way unfortunately far under some areas, either the moments between them were a bit more impassioned than she thought, or the impishness of Rae had continued past their touch. Either way, the High Inquisitor quickly found herself appropriately dressed in her official gear, the clothing, unfortunately, more creased than before the trooper had removed it. It was mildly annoying truth be told.

Hearing her new lady love begin to rouse for her moment of respite, the Echani gently set down the heavier parts of armour that she had collected. It was better to give the girl her more necessary garments before the rest, one piece dangling from a finger as she held it in front of the trooper.

"Time to start the day, love."