Note: Inspired by artwork by devilhs, specifically his Rey drawings. Lots of anal, atm, one mention of blood at the very end. No humiliation or degradation in this one, just bad girls corrupting guys.
~
The Sith Twi'lek circled from the left while the Togruta came from the right. They approached slowly and calmly, sabers undrawn as they trapped the lone Jedi between themselves.
"Have you come to join us too, Darva?"
Darva had expected the two women to taunt him over his friend's death and had hardened his heart in the expectation. That they instead chose to voice such a baseless lie surprised the Jedi and he paused in his retreat for a heartbeat.
"Is that what you intend to do? Recruit me?" Master Darva asked calmly as he backed towards the blast doors, keeping the Sith in his peripherals. He recognized the two from reports; the Togruta, Darth Malia and the Twi'lek, Darth Vendra, but they were mostly unknowns and he had little idea how he would fare against either. He had come to investigate the disappearance of Master Kleevo but having discovered the two Sith, it was all too clear his friend was dead.
"Yes. You will embrace the Dark Side just as Master Kleevo has," the Twi'lek purred as she approached closer, saber still sheathed. The fact both remained unarmed unnerved Darva enough that he held off on initiating the attack.
Darvo scoffed. "You'll need a better lie than that, Sith."
"It's no lie," the Togruta said. The blast doors slammed shut and a moment later a droid rolled into the room in front of Darva, between the two women and projected a holo.
Without taking his attention off either of the Sith, Darva readied himself for whatever he was to see; praying that it would not be the final moments of his companion. As the footage came into focus, Darva gawped despite himself, nearly forgetting the Sith entirely.
He had been prepared for violence, for tragedy, but not for lasciviousness. The holo showed an orange skinned women on her knees with her ass raised up as a man drove himself desperately into her rear.
"What is this?" Darva demanded, turning away from the footage before his body could betray him. "Yet more cruelty done to your captives?"
The Togruta laughed, high and loud. "You think those are captives? Keep watching."
Darva kept his eyes on the Sith woman but by the enthusiastic sounds coming from the droid, it was all too clearly consensual. Darva scoffed internally.
If they think to unbalance me with some base pornography and their dress, they are sorely mistaken
he thought.
The robes they wore had piqued his curiosity at first as they looked nothing like typical Sith raiment. They had cloth that hung from the waist to cover the crotch and rear yet left the hips and thighs exposed. Their stomachs were covered in black wraps but the loops of cloth that went up and over their shoulders only partially covered their breasts and little else. It may have made an ordinary man's mind wandered but Darva's zen like meditative state fortified him to such thoughts.
As Darva positioned his back to the blast door, he froze again as he recognized the voices coming from the droid; they were clearly the two Sith in front of him. Reluctantly, Darva turned back to the holo and was shocked to see that not only was the female being ravaged none other than the Togruta herself, but she had been joined by the Twi'lek too. The Twi'lek rested her face on the Togruta's ass, her face and eyes alight with vicious glee as the man rammed violently into one Sith woman only to feed his manhood into the other. All the while both women seemed to spur the man on, encouraging him to greater and greater heights of depravity.
Darva forgot about the Sith flanking him and would have died in that instant had that truly been their desire. He searched for a reason, any reason that would make sense for the Sith to show him the footage but could find nothing.
As the holo continued, Darva was reduced to incredulity, shocked to his utter core as the scene unfolded. As the man groaned and finished inside the Togruta, she spun around to suck on him while the camera panned around to show the Twi'lek straightening out to passionately kiss Kleevo.
"He lives?" Darva asked stupefied.
"For the first time in his life, he truly lives," the Malia replied as she strode directly toward Darva. "Your creed tells you to suffocate your emotions, your desires, to deny yourself everything. Ours teaches us to embrace all that we want."