Jedi Temptations Ch 01

-If cuckolding and cheating are not your preferred topics, please be forewarned.

Korlen Ferran rose to his feet. "For light and life," He spoke to his padawan Varn Sal another human Jedi who was near completion of his Jedi trials dismissing him from their meditation chamber.

Korlen watched him leave his chamber and turned to his datapad, a notification from Lara Leona.

"I hope to still see you tonight. Thank you again, Korlen."

They had met during an assassination attempt where Korlen had cut down a small group of Nihil, forcing themselves on the senator's associate. He grabbed Lara by the shoulder and shoved his gas mask into her hands.

She stared at him, confused and trying to catch her breath as she fought for air that wouldn't fill her lungs, but he shoved her hands up to her face and told her to put it on.

Fear etched its way onto her features and worked through the terror in her eyes. The whole world was tinged with red. When she finally began to breathe again, he helped her through the gas to safety.

Once Lara was safe, Korlen had returned to help Elzar Mann, his old master and Varn to defeat the remaining Nihil.

Korlen had almost finished assisting in the clear-up when Lara appeared, gas mask in hand; it was only now, when she strode across the plaza of the senate building, that he realised her beauty. She looked like a goddess with her auburn hair and bright green eyes. Her white and green dress matched perfectly as it flowed down her body to her knees. Skin glowing in Coruscant's bright lights, she smiled at him.

"I owe you my life and my dignity," She spoke softly and gracefully.

"I did no more than my duty commands. My name is Korlen Ferran, and thank you," He said, taking the gas mask from her. "However, maybe for now, you should keep ahold of this," placing the mask back in her hands.

"And I am Lara Leona, and I am the indebted one. Will you not need it?"

"The Nihil does not seem to stop these days. I have the force to protect myself; not all others do."

Lara looked at him; a real Jedi stood before her, he was a handsome man, but it was the power she desired. She looked at the weapon at his waist. Moments ago, it cut a man in two. Now it hung at his side, a symbol of hope and safety.

"Will you come to my residence? for Dinner? as a thank you from me." Speaking softly, not breaking eye contact, "At least allow me to try and repay the debt I owe."

"No debt is owed. But I will not reject such a generous offer." He spoke as they began to walk to the main steps of the Senate building's entrance.

"May I have your Datapad? I'll put the address in there, and you can come tonight if other duties don't stop you."

Korlen nodded and handed her the data pad; she quickly entered her address and returned it to him.

"Until tonight, then." She said, finally breaking eye contact as she began to walk away.

Korlen couldn't help himself but admire her rounded ass as she walked away. He immediately chastised himself for allowing such thoughts and her beauty to influence him. After all, a Jedi was not allowed any attachment, but Korlen could not deny that Lara had caught his attention when he had saved her from being suffocated by the Nihil.

Korlen beckoned Varn over, "I suggest we take a moment to meditate, Varn. The Nihil's infiltration into the republic has gone deeper than ever before, and we must be prepared for what's to come," he said, looking at him with a stern expression.

Varn nodded in agreement. "Yes, you're right, master. It's time for us to clear our minds and focus on the task ahead." Varn followed swiftly after his master heading to the Temple.

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Doubt crossed Korlen's face. Had he accepted the offer simply to take her thanks, or was he genuinely looking at her as no Jedi should--an attractive woman? Already his palms were damp from his nervousness, and he wiped them on his robes.

Though the Jedi had taught him his entire life to be stoic and ignore his emotions, recent months fighting the Nihil had made it nearly impossible. He had lost numerous friends in their battles, and all he could find solace in was one small positive experience - but even that joy was met with a warring inner conflict.

Lara wanted to thank Korlen, and he should honour that, but now he also knew how difficult it would be for him not to look at her like any ordinary man would. Not willing to break his promise and believing in the strength of the force to guide him along the right path, he boarded a sky car to take him to Lara's apartment in Coruscant.

As the cab flew through the city, Korlen watched the lights fly past, Coruscant, the centre of the universe. The home of the Jedi order and the Republic. Yet threat surrounded all of them. The Nihil were everywhere, and the pressure of protecting these people weighed immensely on him, yet his confidence waned. He had become distracted today; he had to prove to himself he was still a Master Jedi the people of the republic could rely on.

Arriving, Korlen strode to the door to the apartment, tapping the buzzer, "It's Jedi Master Korlen Ferran. Is Lara there?"

"I'm so glad you came, Korlen."

The gold and white dress clung to her body like a second skin, showing every single one of her curves. The plunging V-neck pulled her full breasts even closer together, threatening to spill over the low neckline and lose their shape entirely. Her waist was impossibly small, a true hourglass figure. Her hips were wide and inviting, leading to a sinfully short hem of her dress that barely covered her plump, round ass. Her legs stretched on forever, thanks to the sky-high heels she wore, and it was clear from her confident strut that she knew every man in the room would be drooling over her curvaceous body. She was like a goddess of lust-made flesh; nobody could take their eyes off her.

"Thank you for inviting me," Korlen forced a smile, his heart racing as he took in Lara's beauty. He had to fight his urge to reach out and touch Lara. Taking a quick glance around the room, Korlen noticed the luxurious furnishings. It was miles away from the plain chambers of the temple where he stayed.

Lara gestured for him to sit, and she followed suit. "I'm sorry, it's nothing special. I just needed to thank you properly for today." She said, keeping eye contact, challenging Korlen to break it.

She knew of many things about the Jedi and their ways, one being that romantic relationships were forbidden, along with all attachment. And oh, how badly she wanted to test the man before her.

Lara had just turned twenty, and her first and only intimate partner, Xeck Bral of Mandalore, was placed on a bounty list due to his smuggling activities. As she heard the news of his demise at the hands of a Muun bounty hunter, it hurt for a short time, but she moved past him quickly. His strength couldn't fulfil her anymore as Lara grew beyond what he could offer.

Lara's self-belief had been strengthened by his death. Before her time with the Mandalorian, she wouldn't have dreamed of influencing men so powerful, but as her sexuality grew to meet his desires. By the end, she held all the power; he would plead and beg for her affection and attention while Lara could give it, remove it, or manipulate him with a mere smile or tempting word in his ear, overpowering his rational thoughts. He yearned for her attention, craving the pleasure only she could provide.

Still, she couldn't help but think of him from time to time. Her thoughts often drifted back to the nights they would spend making love passionately until morning, his strong arms around her body providing her with comfort and security.

Almost a year since she'd Xeck had passed, Lara wondered if Korlen could offer the power she desired, the control she wanted.

"There are many worries at the moment, but the Jedi will not allow these marauders to continue with their plague on this galaxy."

Lara gazed into Korlen's naive eyes and smirked as she saw the vulnerability behind them. "You are all so brave," she soothed him whilst plotting how she could use his honourable qualities against him.

Korlen couldn't help but look down at the floor, feeling a little embarrassed. He had never been one to express his feelings openly, and he was still trying to get used to being around such a beautiful woman and controlling his emotions.

He cleared his throat before speaking, "I don't know if I'd go so far as to call us brave, but we are certainly focused on our mission: protecting the people of the galaxy from those who wish them harm."

Lara nodded and inched closer to him on the couch, which caused him to squirm uncomfortably. There were many obstacles in-between her and the Jedi, but she could work through them. After some time, she finally broke her silence.

"I'm sure you must be tired from your travels," she said softly. "Do you want me to make you something to eat?" Korlen smiled in gratitude and accepted her offer gratefully. He watched as Lara stood and moved around her kitchen with an ease he hadn't seen before -- clearly, she was comfortable in her own home. While she prepared their meal, Korlen found himself admiring how confident she seemed in this environment -- she appeared worlds away from the frightened young woman he had first met that day.

Looking over at Korlen, she noticed him watching her, taking her body in with his intense stare. Korlen's gaze dropped, face going slightly red. He had been embarrassed at being caught staring.

Lara continued making the meal; she felt so... powerful. The man who had saved many lives and planets brimming with confidence earlier in the day, yet not in her apartment. He couldn't keep eye contact without blushing with embarrassment. She knew he was tempted, but there was much to be done to entirely turn him, "One step at a time," she thought.

Once they were done eating, Lara suggested they sit in her living room, watching the nightlife fly by, sky cars flooding through the multitudes of skyscrapers. While in the distance, ships jump to hyperspace at every edge of the known galaxy.

Sensing she had to make progress before he got too accustomed to her company.

The corners of Lara's mouth curved up into a sinister smirk as she looked at Korlen.

"Korlen," she purred, "Tell me, what would you have been if life hadn't presented you with the ethereal gifts of the Jedi?"

Korlen shifted nervously in his chair but did not break eye contact with her. "What do you mean, Lara?" he said hesitantly.

She inquired with a low and precise voice, "Had you not been trained as a Jedi, would you have become a soldier? A diplomat? Or perhaps gotten married?" She attempted to uncover his innermost desires that had been obscured through years of Jedi indoctrination.

Korlen was dumbstruck by the inquiry, and he paused to reflect on it. What would life be like without the order? Was he relying on it and the force too much? When he looked into Lara's eyes, he knew what he wanted-- to take her right now, protect her with all his heart. But that wasn't his destiny. It could have been, but fate had chosen Korlen for something else, hadn't it? "I... I am not sure, but I know what my purpose is now. The same mission all the Jedi carry out-- to fight for the Republic and its people. For light and life," Korlen said in a hush as if to himself.

Lara could see the turmoil in his eyes, the struggle between what he wanted as a Jedi and what he wanted as a man. She forced her voice to be inviting and coaxing, "Why must you restrain yourself so? Can't you find even a moment of pleasure?"

"Of course, I am enjoying myself, Lara," he replied stoically.

"But as a man--with all that power, don't you feel something more than this?" She brushed her hand along his arm in an effort to ignite some kind of passion within him.

Korlen felt the electricity of her touch, and it sent a jolt through his body. He wanted to feel more of her, but his morality kept him from being too intimate. His face tightened as he fought to remain composed.

"Lara..." he said quietly, "I must ask you to stop, temptation is a path to the dark side, and I must not succumb to it."

Lara felt a twinge of annoyance at his words but brushed them off as she slowly moved her hands from his arm to his chest. She looked him in the eye and said with a coy smile, "Do you not see what is right before your eyes? I offer myself for your pleasure as thanks. Why do you deny yourself of this?"

The sight before Korlen had taken all his strength to resist. Her incredible tits-round, firm and full-shaped, mesmerising. Her legs were golden brown in the dim light of her living room. "I must go," Standing to leave, "Thank you for tonight, Lara; I wish you all the best."

As Lara watched Korlen tower over her, she couldn't help but feel a tingle deep within. She knew he was strong, stronger than any man she had ever met before. "Don't go, Korlen," she purred in her most seductive voice, her fingers tracing up and down the curve of her hip. "Perhaps I've pushed you too much; we can relax, Korlen." With a sly smile, she leaned forward, letting her arms fall gently into her lap - a subtle invitation for him to join her. And as she did, she couldn't resist the urge to push her ample breasts together, offering him an irresistible view that made his breath catch in his throat.

A burning sensation surged through his veins as Lara's words rang in his ears. Temptation threatened to overcome him. His eyes widened with raw passion, and he felt the power within surge like a cacophony of raging inferno threatening to consume him entirely, yet somehow he still held himself back.

"I must take my leave, Lara Leona. Thank you again for your gratitude." He said as he spun for the door and ever so slightly glanced down, an involuntary reaction that betrayed all conscious thoughts -- a tent had formed beneath his robes.

He felt his heart racing as he flicked his hand, using the force to get the door switch, using what felt like all he had left to get it open. He took off, only looking back once he reached his sky car. He jumped inside and set course for the Jedi temple, leaving the temptations of the night behind him.

Pacing with urgency to his room, Korlen could not understand what had occurred. It was as if Lust alone had blocked nearly all connection to the force he had, and in the moment, he could hardly even tell. He'd experienced the force leave him once before, but even then, he knew it wasn't missing.

Lust had replaced it, he concluded as he sat in his room, contemplating the day's events. Her provocative outfit, her soothing words; a tingle shot through him once again.

A feeling he hadn't ever felt. Looking down at his feet, a tingle went from his gut to his toes as images of Lara's tits flashed before him. Her face was so vivid in his mind that he could smell her perfume and feel the softness of her skin against his fingertips. Reaching down to touch his cock, a whole new set of feelings. He slowly moved his hand up and down, rolling it between his fingers.

Korlen's movements became frenzied as his craving for her intensified within him. His thoughts of Lara beside him spurred him on, and with a primal roar, he reached his peak. The force of his release blasted the wall in front of him with unabated passion, sending arcs of white cum splattering all around like fireworks of pleasure.

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Waking abruptly on the floor of his room Korlen was jolted by a sudden realisation. He had transgressed one of the Jedi's most cardinal rules by succumbing to his baser desires - Lara wasn't even with him, yet he felt as if she had torn through the bond with the Force.

He rose from the floor with a sense of urgency, determined to seek more knowledge of the Jedi teachings and the power of the Force in the Library.

He had always been so close to the force, able to feel it coursing within him. But something had changed last night - he felt it now, just as before, but it was altered somehow. It wasn't gone, only different. It had become the urge he had been desperately trying to ignore.

After consulting with the Librarian, Korlen scrolled through the ancient texts in the Jedi Library, searching for answers that would help him better understand his feelings. He read on until he came across a passage that spoke of the dangers of attachment and temptation and how one could lead you to the dark side.

Exhaling deeply, slouching in his chair. He had to figure out what was transpiring, but the Jedi scriptures wouldn't provide the clarity he required. Suddenly, it all clicked for Korlen -- the forbidden writings.

Off-limits to most Jedi, yet Masters were permitted to peruse them, learning from past mistakes that the Order had succumbed to.

Approaching the forbidden texts, he paced along its isles; another Jedi master had taken up residence, meditating before a text in front of him, When a book caught his eye.

Former Jedi master Reglia Vetitum, it was as if the book was lit like none of the others, beckoning him. He took it underneath one arm, looking for the nearest free table to learn more.

Opening the book, he began to read about the powerful Jedi master renowned for her skill in battle during the war against the Sith. She was said to have used beauty to play on their desire for her to defeat them and had become so consumed with their lust that she eventually lost control, unable to contain her own desires.

That very power eventually became her downfall when a former lover betrayed her and wielded her strength against another in the order. Turning to the dark side in anger, her lust could no longer be held back, seducing multiple Jedi to lead them down the path with her, giving them every sexual desire they could imagine before betraying them as well.

Squeezing his eyes shut, desperately trying to block out the feelings that Lara stirred within him. He had been trained as a Jedi all his life to resist temptation and any emotions that could lead to the Dark Side. But now he wondered if it was indeed possible to accept those feelings and desires but still remain detached from them and avoid further attachment.

He finally realised that he needed to take complete control of his journey and not rely on anyone else. He was beginning to accept himself and the new emotions he was feeling. But he knew that although these feelings were valid, he had to remain in control, even if it felt like he was losing it. With a newfound determination, he would not give way to his impulses.

As Korlen returned the ancient text, his heart rate quickened. The atmosphere had changed. Something wasn't right. Suddenly, his body jolted up as if electrified by an unseen force.

His eyes scanned the room, ready for danger. But then he realised it wasn't an alert of threat coursing through his veins--it was Lara. He couldn't feel her presence, the lack of any feeling in the force that had told him.

Korlen's eyes widened in disbelief as he spotted Lara. She sauntered arrogantly across the Jedi library, Varn trailing behind her. Annoyance surged through him, "what is she doing here?" he muttered as he began to walk towards her. What could she possibly be doing here?

Korlen took in the full view of Lara as he stared at her. She was dressed as seductively as the night before; a tight, low-cut top revealed her cleavage while the skirt clung to her hips perfectly, showing off her delectable legs. He couldn't help but feel his temperature rise being so close to her again.

Before the Lust possessed him, he took a second, calming his mind and allowing the force to flow through him.

"Korlen." Lara greeted him.

"Lara, how are you?" Korlen responded, still fighting to control himself.

"I'd come to drop off the thanks of the Naboo senator for the Jedi's rescue yesterday." She spoke with a stone-cold face, "I bumped into Varn, and he offered to guide me around. It's my first time to the temple, after all."