Episode Ii - Cozenage of the Sith

A

Teenage Jedi

story.

A short Star Wars Glossary appears at the end.

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A long time ago in a galaxy far far away....

EPISODE II -- COZENAGE OF THE SITH

Lim-Rel found her mother in the kitchen. Rather than cooking, she was making herself a fecoef, a caffeinated beverage made from a type of Y Liemian beans.

"Can I have one too please, Mom?"

Loo-See added two more scoops to the machine and some extra vandens juice, before pressing a button, and the machine humming into life.

"Thanks, Mom. Um... well... Dad contacted me... and..."

Loo-See had been staring at the fecoef maker, but now swiveled towards her daughter. A strange look passed across her face. "I know, he was trying for some hours. Where were you?"

Lim had a feeling that her mother already had a good idea about the answer, and so went for partial honesty. "I... I was... um... hanging out with Obuna, you know her, right?"

Loo-See smiled. "I do indeed. An excellent choice. And save the blushes, your feelings do you credit."

If anything, Lim reddened more, she felt she was beginning to resemble Loo-See's dominant skin hue. Swiftly she changed the subject. "So, Dad... wassup with this mysterious journey?"

A frown crossed Loo-See's brow. "If he has not revealed things to you, it is not my place to either."

"But Mom..."

"Whining at me is just going to be annoying, it's not going to change my mind." A note of irritation was in the Zabrak's voice.

Lim knew the signs too well, and decided to back off. "OK, but... well... he asked me to..." She hesitated, knowing her mother's occasional temper. "Well... he..."

Lim fell silent, seeing Loo-See's expression. But her mother spoke. "He asked you to look after me, didn't he?"

Lim gave a 'yeah kinda' shrug, hoping to avoid Loo-See's ire.

Lim's mother looked back at the fecoef machine, which had started beeping. She turned it off and poured two cups from the integral carafe, handing one steaming drink to her daughter.

"It's OK, it's not your fault. I know he means well, but, well you'll probably find this out for yourself in time, Lim. Men can be kinda dumb."

Loo-See allowed herself a smile. "Maybe stick to your Togruta friend, right? Less complications."

Lim shuffled in embarrassment. "Um... OK. But... Dad?"

"Your father forgets that I am a warrior, and one who has bested him. I have no need of protection. But... I guess it was sweet of him to worry."

"But, why, Mom? Why is he worried?"

Loo-See shook her head. "I cannot say. In time, maybe..."

Lim thought, 'ugh! parents,' to herself, but decided not to vocalize her frustration. Instead she went to her room to sulk. Sulk and maybe message Obuna.

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It was a bit of a walk to Lim's room. Her mother was a princess after all, which conferred certain benefits. While not a palace, austere Zabrak society eschewed such fripperies, the property was nevertheless substantial. Lim managed to spill some of her fecoef on the way, and stopping to mop the marble hallway tiles didn't improve her mood.

Carefully placing her cup down, Lim threw herself onto her bed, and fired up her communicator. She worried that she would appear too keen messaging her friend so soon, but decided to risk it.

Lim also debated what to say about her conversation with Loo-See, she'd already taken Obuna into her confidence, and -- more importantly -- she really needed to talk to someone. So she ended up unburdening herself.

It took Obuna a while to reply, she said that she had been busy. The Togruta's message was both sweet and salutary.

Look, both your mom and dad are badass, that's how they had a badass daughter. I'm sure it will all be fine. I wanted to say that earlier was special, for me, I mean. I really liked being with you. It was different, deeper maybe, than other times. How about you?

Lim was taken aback. Of course being with Obuna had been wonderful for her, transformative even. But she had assumed that their, rather one sided, coupling had been quotidian for the more experienced woman. And badass? Really? She wondered what to say, opting for unvarnished honesty.

It was amazing for me, truly amazing. Like nothing else. Thank you.

The young Jedi surveyed her words, decided that the last two were kinda needy, and deleted them prior to sending. The reply this time was close to instantaneous.

Happy to hear. I can't get you off my mind. Did you want to come back, or -- if you are worried about your mother -- maybe I could come to you?

Lim stared at her communicator. The situation didn't really register at first. Her friend was gorgeous, and -- as Lim had discovered -- a sensitive and thrilling lover. Togruta had rarity value, on top of their more obvious physical appeal, why on Y Liem was Obuna interested in her? Plain, scrawny, awkward, inexperienced her? It made no sense at all.

Lim realized that she had been paralyzed by her thoughts. Hurriedly she typed, her hearts already beating faster.

If you are free, and don't mind the trip, it would be lovely to see you here.

She looked at her words, then decided to be courageous, adding:

The place is big, and my room is some way from the living areas. We would have privacy.

Lim's mouth was dry and her chest thundering, she tried in vain to calm herself. When that failed, she closed her eyes and sent the communication without looking. Somehow that made it less scary.

Obuna's reply came quickly and simply said that she would see Lim soon.

Lim suppressed a squeal. Then she looked around her room. 'Shit, better tidy up quickly.'

But first, Lim went to look for her mother again. She found Loo-See in a room used for formal receptions on her parent's side of the house. The Zabrak was poring over some documents, which she hastily turned over on hearing her daughter approach.

In different circumstances, Lim might have had her curiosity piqued, but the prospect of reuniting with Obuna filled her head, leaving little room for other thoughts.

"Mom. Is it OK if Obuna comes over? We have... um... this... um... thing to do." Lim felt her cheeks begin to glow once more.

However, Loo-See also seemed preoccupied, simply saying, "of course, if you need anything, just get Ny-Ur to help you." Ny-Ur ran the house and often seemed to also organize the lives of its occupants.

"OK, Mom." Lim skipped off, glad that she had not received more of an interrogation. 'Right, room tidying.'

Lim had only just finished making her quarters semi-presentable when she heard the front door.

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By the time Lim got to the top of the main stairs, Ny-Ur had already admitted Obuna, and the two women were standing side by side in the large entrance hall. Ny was human, and now elderly. She had taken care of Lim's father and his sister in their childhood and then did the same for the young Lim. She'd become essentially part of the family. Ny was clearly appraising Obuna, something the Togruta seemed all too aware of.

As Lim descended, Obuna's face lit up. Lim assumed it was in relief. Lim hugged Ny and thanked her. The old woman shuffled back to the kitchen, but half turned to give Lim a supposedly surreptitious thumbs up on her way. The fact that Obuna could see her gesture as easily as Lim seemed to be entirely lost on her.

When Ny was out of earshot, Obuna said, "does that mean I meet your family standards?"

Lim giggled and kissed her friend's cheek. "Well you exceed mine, which is all that really matters. Come on!"

Lim led the Togruta up the stairs and down some interlocking hallways to her room. She closed the door behind them and leaned on it, giving a theatrical sigh, eyes rolling. She'd assumed that they'd chat, and then maybe who knows? But Obuna had other ideas, immediately cupping the young Jedi's face and kissing her with obvious passion.

Lim's brain was working overtime, trying to figure out what Obuna saw in her, but -- as her friend moved down to kiss her neck, she decided to listen more to what her reproductive organs were telling her. It was hard to think straight when someone was making you melt with their lips, so Lim abandoned the attempt.

The two girls moved towards Lim's bed, hands pulling at clothes, mouths now locked together. But it's not so easy to undress someone while kissing them. They parted, giggling and flushed, and each removed their remaining clothes themselves.

Obuna's demeanor since she had been in the house, from her first smile, to her recent impassioned embrace, boosted Lim's meager confidence. Not quite believing her words, she said, "I'd made you a promise. Can you talk me through... pleasuring you?"

Obuna nodded, biting her bottom lip, then lay down, patting the bedclothes between her legs, inviting her friend to lie there. When Lim was in position, her face close to the Togruta, she could smell the other woman's arousal and the scent was driving her crazy.

When Obuna spoke, her voice trembled in excitement, and her headtails vibrated. "It's easy, no big deal. Think about what I did with you. Think about what you might like, and just do it. Something tells me you'll be a natural. I'll tell you if anything doesn't work, and when it does, OK?"

Lim, squeaked out an, "OK," and tentatively kissed Obuna's orange mound. Her skin was soft and tasted slightly of lemons, Lim assumed from her ablutions.

"Good start, angel. Now kiss me lower."

Lim took a deep breath. It had been to center herself, but Obuna's heady aroma now also filled the young Jedi's senses. She began to let go, as she did in training, to let the entirety of the Galaxy flow through her.

Suddenly feeling at one with both her partner and the cosmos, Lim's confidence began to grow. She placed fingers gently on her friend's vulva and pressed into her receptive flesh, easing her hands apart, and revealing a tiny orange nub. It was the most natural thing to lick it softly.

Obuna tensed at the first touch of Lim's tongue and a shiver ran through her naked body. "Mmm... I think you are getting the idea, angel. Just like that."

The use of 'angel' gave Lim brief pause, 'who me?' but her own arousal was surging, and -- as in Obuna's home -- she recognized The Force streaming through her body, guiding her actions.

Lim lapped at Obuna's exposed flesh, and the Togruta squirmed and moaned, and pushed her friend's head down harder against her body. "Yes, just like that. Don't stop."

The smell and taste of Obuna were flooding Lim's receptors, and the Togruta's excited verbal and physical feedback was overwhelming her mind. She also felt The Force bathing her in its affirmative swells. The Force, dare she?

Keeping up her lingual rhythm, eyes now closed, Lim also reached out. Reached out and visualized fingers gripping Obuna's nipples. A squeal from her friend had Lim open her lids to see the Togruta's flesh kneaded and tweaked by incorporeal digits. It had worked.

Through clenched teeth, Obuna asked, "is that you?"

Lim grunted an "uh-huh" while still lapping at her friend's now engorged clitoris. In her mind, Lim squeezed harder. Obuna's yelp segued into a deep groan. "I don't know what you're doing, but keep doing it."

Lim kept licking and mentally manipulating Obuna's tender flesh with unseen fingers. Almost without conscious thought, she found that she had slipped two digits inside her friend, and curled them upwards, massaging her sensitive front wall.

Obuna was now panting and writhing. She put her hands to her eyes and shook her head from side to side as Lim's stimulation, physical and mystical, became too much for her to bear.

Lim thrust her fingers in and out of her friend, and closed her lips around her clit, sucking with increasing urgency. Obuna's head was now thrown back in ecstasy, blood visibly pumping through vessels in her exposed neck. And, as Lim maintained her threefold assault on her lover's nervous system, the Togruta's body tensed and arched, and a loud, primal yell burst from her gaping mouth.

Lim released her Force pinches, slowed her fingering, and now sucked in more of a soothing manner, until Obuna's body stopped bucking and twisting, and the final tremor left her. When the climax had fully passed, Lim moved up and curled up next to Obuna's warm flesh, softly kissing her friend's cheek.

Breathlessly, and with her eyes still shut, Obuna said, "I think you got the general idea, but what you need now is practice. Lots of practice. Lots and lots of practice."

Opening her eyes, she turned to Lim and smiled warmly. "I'm teasing. Let's just say we seem to be very compatible."

With that, the two impassioned women seamlessly transitioned back to a pair of giggling teens. Giggling turned into tickling. Tickling was interrupted by kissing, and soon the cycle of mutual arousal began again.

After hours of exquisite, tender, and joyful intimacy, Lim and Obuna fell asleep in each other's arms, both totally spent and glowing with happiness and fulfillment.

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Lim was roused from slumber by a piercing scream. Obuna was sitting bolt upright next to her. Even in the low light, Lim could see that her friend's eyes had rolled back in their sockets, showing only white. And the Togruta was shaking uncontrollably.

Lim put an arm around her lover and asked what was the matter, but Obuna seemed oblivious to any words or touch, absorbed in some internal world. Even Lim's eventual shouts seemed to have no effect.

And then Obuna collapsed forward, breathing heavily, and sobbing. She turned her head to Lim, her eyes now normal, but full of tears.

Gathering herself, Obuna gripped her friend's arm and spoke with deep earnestness. "Loo-See. I saw... I saw them take her."

Lim leaped out of bed, threw on her robes, and grabbed her Mother's lightsaber. She sprinted down hallways to her parents' living quarters. Her parents' empty living quarters. Wherever she looked, there was no trace of Loo-See. She called her Mother's name, but only succeeded in waking Ny. The old woman had no clue where her mistress might be.

There was no sign of any struggle, no broken windows or forced doors. But Loo-See was nowhere to be seen. Lim tried her Mother's communicator and heard its sound coming from under her parents' bed. She reached out with The Force, but could detect nothing but dim echoes of the Zabrak's presence.

At a lost what to do, Lim tried to contact her Father, but Oo-Ree-Ell's communicator wouldn't pick up, and it was the same story as with Loo-See when she tried the Force. It was as if both of her parents had suddenly vanished.

Lim felt very alone, and very scared. And then Obuna was with her, and Lim buried her face in her lover's shoulder and sobbed uncontrollably.

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Loo-See opened her eyes. Her head throbbed and the room swam around her. She felt the urge to vomit, but controlled herself, Sith discipline stressed command over both mind and body.

Slowly the vortices calmed and she was able to make out her surroundings. The room was dark, but some starlight filtered in through portals on either side. A spaceship, that much was obvious, and one currently travelling at sub-light speed. From the detritus filling the room, Loo-See assumed not a military ship, or even that of any well-organized civilian fleet. Most likely pirates, or bounty hunters.

She tried to move, but could not. Thick metal cuffs gleamed dully when she looked down, and Loo-See guessed that her ankles were similarly bound. Before she could determine much more about her situation, a door slid open and a small figure stood backlit in it. They found a switch and brightness bathed the room, causing Loo-See to close her eyes for a moment.

When she opened them, a Rodian was standing before her, blaster in hand, and with as much of an anxious look on its face as its reptilian features could convey.

Nervously it gibbered at Loo-See. She replied with some annoyance. "I have only limited Rodese. Can't you use Basic like any normal creature?"

From behind the Rodian, a larger shape appeared, laughing. He was clearly human, but with his face disfigured by a massive diagonal gash across it. When he spoke, his voice was gruff. "See Bletri here is none too bright. Isn't that right, Bletri?"

He said something in Rodese to his companion, even Loo-See could tell it differed from what he had said in Basic. The Rodian chattered back in an animated fashion.

"Well anyway, you're worshipfullness, Bletri is gonna make sure that you are secure. And don't try anything." The human raised his own blaster. "I'm not letting any Jedi cut me a second time."

Loo-See glared at him. "Bounty-hunting scum, have you never seen a Sith?"

The human laughed again. "Jedi, Sith, whatever. Just so long as we get paid."

Bletri tentatively checked Loo-See's restraints and said something unintelligible to his partner, who addressed Loo-See. "You're not going anywhere. But we are, gonna make the jump soon. And don't try any of your Jedi magic." Loo-See bridled at the repeated misnomer, but said nothing. "Those binds are pure factumestium, your tricks won't work while you wear them." Again he chuckled. "See you on the other side."

With that, both departed. Ten minutes later, the hyperdrive hummed and the stars outside became blurred streaks.

Loo-See closed her eyes and prepared herself for what was to come.

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One benefit of training -- be that Sith or Jedi -- is an ability to rest in a state just short of sleep. One that is restorative, while allowing the person to remain aware of their environment. Thus Loo-See had noticed when they left hyperspace. Eyes still closed, she waited patiently for her captors.

The door slid open and Bletri entered, as cautious as ever, despite the Zabrak's apparent lack of consciousness. Loo-See remained motionless, breathing slowly and deeply. The Rodian, seemingly emboldened by Loo-See's comatose state, looked furtively behind him, and closed the door. He approached the Sith slowly, but with growing confidence.

Now standing before her, he clicked his fingers in front of Loo-See's face, eliciting no response. Talking to himself in a low voice, Bletri looked behind him, as if concerned that his partner might join them. Assured that he was alone with his captive, the Rodian's intent became all too clear.

They had taken Loo-See from her bed chamber, and she was still dressed only in a sheer peignoir, one that did little to conceal her curves. With his eyes focused on Loo-See's face, Bletri slipped a hand inside her clothing, and caressed her skin, burbling to himself.

Again checking behind him, the Rodian undid his pants and was fumbling inside them when a single, softly spoken word froze him. "Boo!"

He looked up and saw Loo-See with her eyes open and a grin on her face. Bletri reached for his blaster, but his entire body suddenly flew upwards, as if pulled on a string. Mid-shriek, he hit the roof with a sickening crunch, fell to the floor in a crumpled heap, and stayed still.

The noise had been considerable, and soon the door opened again. The muzzle of a blaster appeared first, followed by its owner. Loo-See closed her eyes again. The scarred human looked at her, and then saw Bletri's lifeless body. In an instant, he fired. The bolt of energy deflected away from Loo-See and hit the hull. A menacing hiss began.

"Oops," said Loo-See, smiling. "Shouldn't have done that."

The bounty hunter fired again, and again, each shot bouncing harmlessly away from its target. He stood slack-jawed, "but the factumestium..."