Meeting the family [Sage Bane]

[Crix Meriet]

Crix Meriet was rather accustomed to pain, he was not however accustomed to one sith temples. Having entered the temple of pain Crix immediately decided it was not for him, the decor was ostentatious and ghastly the people were worse. It was horrible and crix didn't want to be there however needs must and he needed to see [member="Sage Bane"] and he must be here. The sith lord had after all built the place. Clearly cryax got the taste in the gene-pool. So he would tolerate the surroundings and he supposed he could play with he man who got him in ... he wasn't totally plain.

So it came to pass that Crix was sprawled across the desk of the hand of the dark lord looking somewhat statuesque if he did say so himself. Beside him was a young rather dim looking acolyte. He had a black eye. Crix had a bruised knuckle. Surely the two were not connected after all why would crix hit a man who had risked everything sneaking him in? The source of Crix's bruised knuckle remaining a mystery the pertinent fact is that that knuckle was now being kissed by the acolyte, who was gazing longingly at crix likely desperate for attention. Crix was providing him non seemingly far more interested in the ceiling, the walls, a glass orb, his own hand ... a discarded copy of men's fitness ... you get the picture. wide eyes didn't stand a chance.

He was bored now he had been waiting for sage for a whole 4 minutes, he had poodoo to do. Wide eyes had already be done, and was sitting funny, Crix thought he was pathetic but he'd done his Job. Would this sith lord ever show up?

 

[Sage Bane]

Sage Bane hated to be interrupted from his work, and when one of the temple servants scurried up to him in the middle of recording his knowledge for his Holocron to tell him that there was someone in his study, his brown eyes narrowed into slits. What was this creature doing in his study, and was it friend or foe? Sage had quite a bit of enemies on both the light and dark sides of the spectrum.

"Is it a Hutt?" he growled, fighting the urge to Force Choke the messenger. If [member="Zambrano the Hutt"] had managed to slither his way into the Temple of Pain after the chaos he'd caused during its construction, Sage would go ballistic.

"No, M'Lord. It's a human," the wincing servant hastily explained. "We don't know exactly how he got in."

Rolling his eyes, Sage flung the servant away with a Force Repulse and marched through the temple to his study. There, audaciously lounging right on his desk was a human male, and rather gorgeous one at that. Did he order an escort and forget about it? He wasn't sure, but either way, he was still cranky from the interruption. He crossed his arms across his chest, both arms seemingly human to the naked eye, as his eyes flashed a deep crimson color.

"State your business, whelp," he hissed. He was a busy Sith Lord and had no time for nonsense. Even if it had such a came in such a beautiful package.

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

Finally the sith lord had arrived ... finally.

"Why hello, Lord Bane" Crix smiled, gesturing with the hand that wasn't being kissed " I'm Karking your brother , we should chat" He smiled.

This sith sounded like someone had smacked him in the crotch with a rubber mallet. He was attractive in a back alley behind a rock gig sort of way. Crix hated his hair but he supposed it would give him something to hold onto. It seemed cryax got the looks in the gene pool too. That said if the man was willing Crix might be persuaded to get intimate.

The acolyte got up to leave, that finally got Crix's attention "Did I say you could stop?" He snapped prompting a pathetic shake of the head from the baby sith "No, that's right, so don't"

"I love your desk by the way , sturdy ... Like cryax's a ... " He chuckled and the last part was lost. Now was he about to get murdered, he hoped not he rather liked living and had no desire to take part in a snuff film. He was adventurous but not that adventurous.

"This is Little red" he said nodding to baby sith "I'm sure you get the implication"
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[Sage Bane]

Karking his brother, eh? So this man was one of Cryax's toys. Well, the Chiss was a space whore so it was to be expected that one of his play things would end up on scurrying around on Fresia.

"OUT!" hollered the Sith Lord, directing a dagger-eyed glare to the apprentice who was quite enamored with the red-haired intruder. That one had always seemed like one of the weaker links. Perhaps he would better serve the One Sith strapped to a gurney and Sithspawned into something unrecognizable as a spineless acolyte.

With the man's admirer gone, Sage took a seat across from his desk. And by take a seat, he didn't just sit, he draped himself over the entire chair with one leg dangling over the armrest. The stranger had balls. Sage would give him that, and he liked the other man's audacity, even if it was probably about to get him electrocuted with Force lightning. For his own entertainment, the Sith Lord decided to entertain the man. With a playful smirk on his face, Sage addressed him.

"Fine. Amuse me, whoever you are. What do you want from me?"

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

For the record. Cryax was one of Crix's toys not the other way around. There was only one man on top in that relationship and it was definitely crix. Crix would also like it known that he got around more than his blue. to say otherwise would be to deny Crix's rather exceptional talent.

That matter aside, attention ought to return to return to Crix. He pouted as this Lord Bane ordered his new toy out. "I wasn't done with him" Crix whined. The acolyte might have been spineless, weak and a very poor performer but his groveling amused crix. Alas he was not the type of man who would fight for mediocrity, especially when his enemy would be a sith lord.

The baby sith got up and left letting Crix's hand fall onto the desk. Selfish fether. Sage draped himself over a chair ... which was something. made some things stand out. However Crix didn't look for long, he was cross with handy man. so he rolled over to face the other way still lay on his side, a certain asset of his making an appearance. "Fine we'll talk but I'm angry with you so I'm going to look this way ... even if it does mean I can't oggle your ... eyes" He replied in a huff. Crix loved men with nice eyes. Twas one of his many weaknesses

Crix began absently playing with the orb again rolling it back and forth "I come Lord Handy to offer you an opportunity, The galactic alliance is about to investigate my employer the queen of Isis a woman I despise" He paused for a moment "When they do they will discover the atrocities she is committing" Mainly because Crix would show them everything "Then they will assist the rebels to kill her and then I will be forced to suffer democracy... unless you get her first, ambush the raid team and replace the queen with a ... more capable leader ... who will owe you ... " He added "A leader like me".

 

[Sage Bane]

First, Sage used the Force to wrest the orb from Crix's hand and floated it to a nearby shelf. He gave off a self-satisfied smirk.

"As much as I'm sure you like playing with balls, that's a powerful Sith artifact. Not a toy."

At the derisive title of "Lord Handy," Sage quirked an irritated brow. The sheer insolence of this person was staggering. The skilled mentalist plucked the other man's name from his mind: Crix Meriet. The moniker sounded vaguely familiar, but Sage wasn't sure why. Had he slept with him before? No, it couldn't be that. He generally didn't go for his brother's sloppy seconds.

"Let me get this straight, Crix." the Sith Lord said, making sure that he put emphasis on the name that he'd stolen from the man's thoughts. His light brown eyes rose to the ceiling as he postulated.

"You want me to oust the leader of Isis to replace her with yourself so that the planet will not fall under democratic rule? All because you're karking my brother?" The Sith Lord scoffed. "I think you underestimate how much power the Chiss holds in the One Sith. It's probably not as much the blue queen says."

He gave Crix a dark grin and let his eyes wander over the man's "assets."

"What do I ultimately get out of this?"

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[Crix Meriet]

Crix tutted as the orb was wrested from his grasp. First he sent baby sith away leaving Crix's poor wounded hand neglected and now he was taking away his new toy. This man was insufferable.

He rolled over with an exaggerated sigh laying flat on his back to stare at the ceiling "Darling everything is a toy, your ball was just an expensive one" He smiled at himself "And expensive balls are my speciality", he hoped Sage had more than one.

Crix was not shocked that sage knew his name, he had sold to a few sith lords in his time and he'd done other things besides so he was likely talked of. One didn't meet him then easily forget. He smiled and finally turned to look at the hand of the dark Lord "No dear, I want you to depose thais because she is a pretentious whore and a liability. You want to depose her because the coffers she holds are colossal and the mines are profitable" He sat up resting his head in his hands "The fact I'm karking your brother and much besides is irrelevant ... unless you consider stories in the press Irrelevant, Tales of how I turn his 'ass - ets' cherry red, or how he calls me sir and worships the ground I walk on .... I could go on but you get the message" He smirked "Cryax Bane: governor? Sex slave? Naughty Boy? The intimate secrets of the one sith family outcast ... Think of the scandal" He added hands blocking out an imaginary headline in the air.

Sage's description of Cryax made Crix Cackle "Blue queen ... I'm gonna have to use that " He laughed again it was so perfect "In all seriousness though my blue doesn't talk about his job much" Emphasis on the possessive. Crix sat up his hip was beginning to object to him lying side on on a desk. sexy pose, murder on the hip. "He's usually too busy moaning, or telling me how great I am"

He inclined his head at sages final question "That depends Lord Handy on what it is that you want ... Cry tells me I give the best rub downs ... granted he hasn't met my Toby " He smiled slightly his Toby was great "But I digress" He pushed himself off the desk to lean over sage "What could the handy man of the dark lord possibly want to get out of me?"

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[Sage Bane]

Cryax's sarcastic little moppet had just enough arrogance in his Force blind body to earn Sage's begrudging respect, but not enough to get him killed. It was a delicate balance that could have easily tipped the scales into bloodshed, but luckily the Sith Lord found the whole situation quite amusing. Of course the other man's wickedly handsome looks didn't hurt either. Instead of scowling at Crix's insolence, Sage simply smiled.

Sadly, no amount of slander in the press could out-shame details about the blue queen that were easily found on the Holonet, so that threat was not a concern to Sage. The Sith Lord was much more interested in the tangible things that this gorgeous and audacious man could offer.

"What I want?" he inquired with a careless chuckle.

"You're an intelligent man. I think you can guess, but I'll give you a hint anyway. It's going to involve much less clothing than you're wearing."

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[Crix Meriet]

Crix shook his head with a smiled "Do I look like a common whore Lord Handy?" He tutted then swiftly followed up "Actually don't answer that ... " Crix doubted he'd like the answer.

He moved away from Sage then to the shelf, no doubt providing an excellent view as he did. He wanted the orb back, it amused him. "I usually get treated to no small measure of flattery before men proposition me for such 'activities' ..." He began as he crossed the room, Looking up at the shelf. It was taller than him ... damn theses sith and their high ceilings.

He pushed himself onto his tiptoes and continued " For example your Darling Brother, got me very drunk on expensive whisky and kissed my hands,ears, lips, feet .... you get the message " He was straining somewhat "When it happened he'd earn it" and good god had he earnt it.

It fast became apparent that simple stretching would not work , damn it if Toby were here he could get a boost up to the top shelf. Alas he was going to have to climb the shelf ... this was going to be the height of indignity but needs must. So he climbed onto the lip of the secound shelf "haha" He chuckled as the orb came back into reach "So Lord Handy how are you going to seduce me ?" He asked as he fought to steady himself "I respond well to expensive gifts, massages and cuddles ... who doesn't love cuddles?" He added. Then his fingers brushed the Orb "Say what would happen if this broke?"

Crix hoped for something dramatic ... no monsters though, lightning was cool ... monsters were not. The best he'd seen of the force was when Baby sith made chocolate float across the room, It had been novel the first time but such triviality bored him now.

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[Sage Bane]

Crix was highly entertaining to Sage. And hot. It was a pretty good combination if you asked him. He watched Crix teasingly flash his assets again, and then languidly stretch, reaching for the top shelf. Oh that did it. Sage rose up out of his seat and stalked closer to the slaver.

"Please spare me the details of my brother's courting techniques. I just ate."

Soon, the man was climbing up his bookshelves like an imp, going for that damned artifact again. Crix was determined to pull the tiger's tail, wasn't he?

"You really don't want to do that," he said, cocking his head, eyes narrowed. There was still the barest of smirks on the Sith Lord's face. Sage strode across the room and stood behind Crix where he clung to the bookshelf. He wrapped his arms around the other man and traced his fingers gently across Crix's chest and lower abdomen. Using his mentalism, the sorcerer poured feelings of euphoria, into the other man's cerebral cortex to accompany the velvet touches. Crix might feel as though he had consumed the loveliest, most exotic spice. Hopefully, Crix would forget all about the orb, and revel in the pleasure.

If he wished for seduction, Sage would be glad to oblige. But as any deal with the devil, it would come with a price.

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

"Your Brother Lord Handy is a darling, and he's very good to me" Crix replied. For all his faults Crix's blue was good to him and usually he would keep quiet about him out of loyalty but the hand was clearly riled by talk of his brother and as the hand was yet to make him feel special riling him was proving to be an amusing side game.

As for pulling the tiger's tail crix did love cuddly toys ... and phallic objects.

He turned at the hand's next words smirking back at him "We have barely met Lord Handy , You don't know what I want" Then he'd turned back to the shelf. It was time to get that Orb ... or not. Mere moments later Crix felt arms wrap around him, Fingers tracing over his chest and Tummy. He squirmed at the slightly tickly feeling then groaned. It felt glorious but having never had spice he didn't pair the feeling up. Crix loved having his Tummy tickled it always made him feel protected, alas it was not the best when one was balanced on a shelf. He abandoned thought of the orb in response to the touches and was about to climb down off the shelf to let the petting resume in a more practical position. He was not a great climber at the best of times though worse when he was being tickled and inevitably he fell off with a slight yelp in shock.

Hopefully sage would catch him, now wouldn't that be seduction 101.

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[Sage Bane]

Cryax really had this guy wrapped around his blue finger didn't he? His awkward nerdy brother? Well, would wonders never cease? Sage wrinkled his nose, as he felt that feeling of...what was it, jealousy? This was madness. He was the seductive Bane brother, not the Chiss. Maybe he would show this Crix person just what he was missing out on. He could easily Mind Control the Force blind man into bedding him, but that would be cheating. He would just seduce him the old fashioned way.

Sage was used to men falling for him, but in a figurative sense, not a literal one. So when Crix lost his footing and fell off the bookshelf, Sage was there to catch the other man and cradle him in his arms. He ran his fingers through the other man's tousled curls. The other hand went lower, down to the assets he was being teased with earlier.

"Oh but I think I do know what you want," he purred.

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[Crix Meriet]

Crix smiled for a secound at being caught. He liked being cradled when no one could see, he therefore made no effort to stand, infact if [member="Sage Bane"] wanted him to go to bed. He'd have to carry him. "My hero" Crix said dryly as Sage ran a hand through his hair. It was he would admit nice to be petted. He closed his eyes.

"Hmm ... You're gonna carry me to bed, rub my feet and feed me grapes?" He teased "Excellent" He clapped "To bed Lord Handy , make me feel good"

Of course Lord Bane's wandering hand betrayed his interest, there would be no grapes when they got to bed. Sage would likely wear Crix out. Crix could live with that he supposed. No doubt he'd want to cuddle afterwards and he doubted sage would be up for that so it looked like Toby was in for a romantic night in. Crix rolled against sage his hand trailing over his chest and down to more intimate areas "Carry me Handy" He murmured. Crix was a clingy and demanding lover.

Bloody good though.

 

[Sage Bane]

"I'll carry you on one condition, beautiful," Sage growled. "Stop calling me that fething name."

It seemed that the red-haired strumpet of his brother's wanted to be coddled and carried around. Sage was not the type of build meant for carrying other men around, so he cheated a bit and used the Force to help his muscles. The Sith Lord carried the other man down the temple stairs, past the Sithspawning labs where there was some mood-setting screaming going on, and out a side door, where Sage's stables lay. Inside the stables was his prized guarlara mount, Nightbrother, his black mane soft and glossy from a recent brushing. At the Sith Lord's entry, a stablehand quickly fetched Nightbrother's bridle and saddle.

Sage helped Crix up into the back of the creature's saddle, then slipping his foot into the stirrups, hoisted himself up. Grabbing the reigns, the Sith Lord cried out as he dug his heels into the beast's muscular flanks.

"Hold on tight," he told Crix over his shoulder, then urged his mount to gallop at dizzying speeds across the Fresian countryside. The two men rode past the mutant sarlaac that Sage was growing in a field near the temple, then soon reached the Hand's Fresian palace an opulent compound that sprawled across the beach, adjacent to the most gorgeous views of the neighboring archipelagos.

"We're here, darling." He offered a hand to help the other man down from the back of his steed. He hoped that Crix wasn't too saddle sore, as there would soon be another ride in his future.

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[Crix Meriet]

Crix tipped his head back "I knew you would " He smiled then snuggled closer to the sith lords chest 'But I'm not much good at doing as I'm told I'm afraid, But I'll try ... Lord Handy"

Crix didn't know or care that sage had cheated, he wanted to be carried but he didn't care how. Crix noted baby sith as they descended down the temple steps he looked terrible put out poor thing 'call me' crix mouthed as they passed. Crix just wanted the amusement of ignoring the call. Then Baby sith ran off , looking so very excited it was almost cute. Crix yelped as they passed the sith spawn labs the screams, the blood, the monsters ... monsters terrified Crix. He nuzzled his head into the crook of Sage's arm until they were gone out of the temple. He looked up again as the stench of animals filled his nose that was better.

Crix hadn't ridden in years so he was glad to be on the back. He could hold on ... no doubt that would make this fling all the more romantic.

"I intend to you nasty, sexy man" He replied at the sith lords shouting. Then they were speeding away. It was bracing and crix clung on all the tighter for it. The sights blurred as they thundered along but crix would be lying if he said he wasn't entranced. Fresia was quite beautiful.

Crix smiled at the offered hand "Very good Lord handy " He smirked "Opps" as he slid off the horse. he stumbled a little his leg had gone numb and so had other assets "My ass has gone numb " He chuckled then put his arms around sage's neck "Carry me again?" he asked. He needed to conserve his energy.

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