Nights on Nar Shaddaa (completed)

[Faith Organa]

She laid beside him snug against him slowly the emotions and stresses if the day slipped away. A small yawn and soon she was asleep.

Across the city the information broker was selling the information that Draco Vereen former Sith. The Dragon of Mandalore. The mercenary for hire was on Nar Shaddaa. The name of his hotel was known. And his weakness was visible, his princess.

And now plans were in motion. They would take the opportunity offered to gain leverage, or to have revenge. There were two buyers each with their own reasons each now in a bidding war to gain the information that would satisfy their desire to see their own vision of justice.

Faith slept and dreamed. Sometimes she dreamed of her brother Theo, sometimes of her sisters, her son, her husband. The dreams usually meant nothing they played out her fears, her worries, and her desires. She snuggled closer to Draco seeking his warmth.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco spent most of the time the couple was laying on the couch partially awake, gently massaging Faith's shoulders, kissing her neck, or scratching her head and smoothing out her hair out of his face. He wasn't all that tired, at least not for sleep. He yawned a few times while laying down, but remained awake for the most part, letting Faith sleep peacefully, softly hugging her when he felt her express twinges of fear, to let her know she was safe in his arms without waking her.

A few times when he got bored he rubbed her butt while she slept, keeping himself entertained. Draco was allowed to be a little immature at times. It wasn't like he had ever been the shining example of maturity and stability, and it didn't bother him to act out a little. He could still feel the twins within her if he tried, and that brought great pleasure to him, sending them feelings of happiness and contentedness while he laid with Faith.

After a few hours, Draco nuzzled close to Faith and gently shook her, prodding her backside at the same time. "Wake up, cyar'ika. Its time to get up and do... something." He was grinning, having let her rest several hours and while he wasn't worried about arriving right on time to the club he was interested in not keeping her out all night. A nap would let them have a few hours out on the town, but Draco didn't feel comfortable dragging her around until the sun began to rise with the twins. She would feel groggy for a day or so if he kept her up too long, which was the plan, just not all at once on the first night.

"Lets do whatever calls need to be done and get dressed to go dancing. I'm excited for my next lesson." The Mandalorian carefully extracted his arm from beneath her and propped himself up on the couch, not only successful at distracting her and regaining her attention, but having also been left to his own devices while laying with her.

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[Faith Organa]

Faith stretched and yawned looking over her shoulder to Draco, "Ok...I'm up" She smiled sleepily. Slowly she pushed to get up sitting there still half asleep. She stood up a bit wobbly shaking her head, and stretching at the same time as she moved.

She picked up her comm, and called for Ana. She looked again at Draco, "Ok...I'll be back" Ana would either wait for Faith or come in the bedroom. Faith leaned over gave her heart a kiss and walked off. Still trying to think of what she was going to do, oh yeah...messages.

She slipped into the heat of the shower only a few moments later.

Ana came in looked at Draco, then for Faith, "Evening sir, I believe dinner went really well. You should get ready too." She smiled and then headed into to find Faith.

She brought up all of the urgent messages, and concerns. Waited. Waiting.

Waiting.

Faith emerged bright eyed and ready for work, "read them off Ana" Faith then went about getting ready.

Meanwhile the bidding war had reached a new height it would seem that the worth of either the Former Sith, or the Princess of Alderaan had jumped within the hour. The hopefuls began negotiating with each other. A brooding dark haired man drummed his fingers on the desk, "I want him, I could use her to lure him, and she might be easier to get, BUT only if he is not around."

A white screen looked back at him, "I want him. HE is my objective, she's just...too much baggage and who wants the Republic breathing down our necks."

Ana finished her business with Faith and exited the bedroom she gave a oh you don't know what you're in for smile to Draco, "She will be right out"

Faith waited to hear Ana leave as she exited the bedroom

"Draco are you almost ready?" She stood there in her 'clubbing clothes' a long coat over her arm, this show this outfit was for him. Now for his reaction.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco laid and stretched out, popping his neck and his shoulders before he sat up and started undressing. He had his shirt off when Ana came and checked on him. "Yeah, dinner was nice. I suspect the club will just as nice. I hope she likes it." He said as Ana made her way through the room to wait on Faith so they could handle their work.

Draco waited for a moment and then sent Rach a message and the pair chatted for a moment, the old man updating him about the surveys going on of Alderaan and Aldera. "Personally, Alderaan would be good for a small settlement, but there are still thousands that would need to be resettled and relocated. I'm gonna have some scouts check out the Utegetu Nebula. See about contacting an explorer to help survey it for S-Thread Boosters and the like."

"Sounds good Rach. I'll look into having the settlement on Alderaan be in old Thule territory. Its fairly empty these days." With a nod, the two men cut off the communication and Draco went about getting dressed, finding a new pair of pants, shoes, and getting out a shirt.

He started with just the bottom half of the buttons and rolling up his sleeves, showing off his dense, rigid musculature and what was left of his tattoos on his arm. His hands were rough from his work and his exercise so he used just a little bit of lotion before he tied his hair back into a loose pony tail.

When Faith made her way back out to go, Draco looked at her up and down and didn't speak for a moment, just looking at her. "Boots... I like this look on you, cyar'ika." His heart beat a little faster and part of him wanted to stay in for the night now rather than share her for any length of time. If it wasn't for the fact that he had his heart set on getting to go out in public with her, he might have made an impassioned plea to stay.

"Ana, when we get back, don't be in the common room." Draco said, stepping towards Faith to inspect her closely, and kiss her, showing his affection and appreciation for her.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

She watched his eyes, that look, yes she had rendered him speechless for a few moments, "Now I only dress like this for you cause this outfit, draws attention. So...you will have to be your best tonight cyar'ika" She knew this would also help to bolster his confidence in keeping her safe something he needed ever since he couldn't rescue her by himself in the Juran Mountains.

She smiled reached over leaving her hand sitting on his chest, breathing deeply appreciative of his form. She laughed a little when he told Ana not to be in the common room, "have something in mind do you?" She could imagine, many things. She wondered how long they would actually be out tonight. From the look in his eyes not as long as one might think.

She took his hand on put it on her hip, "you ready to dance the night away?" Oh how those gray eyes showed all that smoke, heat her own reflected back to him. He was Adonis to her Aphrodite, Leia to his Han. She swayed slighty dancing, "dancing, right?" She took a step closer kissing him softly, "My Dragon it's time to go" She kept him near as she slowly led him to the door, the transport would be ready and waiting.

She enticed him along dancing in the halls, smiling and teasing him. "Going to show me your moves tonight?" She teased.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco kept his stormy grey eyes locked on Faith, he couldn't have torn them from her if he wanted to. There had been a few times she had been able to command his attention completely with an outfit, and each time it was equally unexpected for him, reminded every time how beautiful she was that he hadn't realized just how gorgeous she was. "Oh, don't worry." He whispered, looking down into her eyes.

Her brown hair was like silk, her amber gold eyes shining in the light, she was breath-taking, a power she reserved to command him whenever she felt like, and yet she didn't abuse that power and ability that came to her so naturally, and her alone. "No, no plans. I can't think that far ahead right now. Just call it intuition."

"I'll try to show you some moves, no promises about how good they are. But no one besides you will be paying attention to me with you like this." He accepted her kiss and gave her one of his own before letting her lead him out of the apartment. They had a car service for the night to ferry them to and from the club so that he didn't have to be distracted from her with driving, something that might be a little dangerous when the couple finally decides to leave the club, Draco had had doubts about his willpower, but now he was certain.

Across the cityscape a trio of bounty hunters were contacted about grabbing Draco up. "Eh, a Mandalorian Force Wielder. There is gonna be a fight. Run to Black Level and see about grabbing an Ysalmiri and Nutrient Harness. We will pack force pikes to stun him down when we jump him. Gonna have to be quick about jumping him though, gonna have to do it quick and out of sight." The other two nodded, a Gand known for being powerful insectoids, a human, and what appeared to be a rodian. They didn't know who hired them or why, but they knew how much they were getting paid to try and grab the Mandalorian up. "We'll scope out the hotel, keep eyes, thermal, and just wait until he's alone, feels safe, and tired."

The couple made their way to a sleek black closed top air speeder, and Draco was already being a little affectionate, tugging on the laces of her boots, and sitting as close to her as she would allow while they made their way to the club.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

The club was a bit of a drive from the hotel, Faith sat close to Draco as he played with the laces of her boots. "Careful I'll find another use for those laces later if you're not mindful" She winked at him again. This was their time they were young, in love, sitting upon the top of the galaxy.

"I've decided that on the night of our Alderaan wedding, we will go to the Lake House, then the next day travel to Aldera to the cabin." Cabin, that made it sound small, in truth it was huge and well protected. It had its own lake and privacy which the young couple would need for once they were married everything changed.

Draco as someone she spent nights with was only fodder for the press, but Draco as her husband, as Consort to the Princess of Alderaan would become larger than life until the press moved on to the next sensation.

A couple months later they would be parents, something else that would feed the press, did they get married because she was pregnant?! She could see those headlines. She laughed, as she leaned over to kiss Draco again. He would protect her, and they would have the Dragon to deal with. Yeah she had no worries about what life would be like.

She sighed reaching over for one of Draco's hands. Resting it on her thigh with her fingers laced into his. She snuggled closer absorbing his warmth. She looked up to see his gaze on her, "Got any moves you can show me now, like how would you sneak a kiss?" She was tempting him.

It was going to one of those nights that seemed to drag forever.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco sat quietly with her, trying hard to keep his hands relatively to himself. "Hmmm... maybe." He said at her remark about the laces. "No. I like them on you." He declared as though he had to consider the other options before retorting to her teasing threat.

"I'm okay with the lake House on Alderaan. I would be the perfect place to have the first night of our honeymoon." Draco agreed, cooing over her softly, looking over every inch of her and brushing her arms gently as she found his hand and claimed it, making him sit a little stiller as she held his hand in place and kissed him softly, warmly. He felt her love and affection spread through her and into him, warming him with her own fires.

"Oh, I would not sneak a kiss. I would steal one." He said, pulling her to him tightly and kissing her deeply, stealing her breath and claiming her lips for himself. As he released her lips slowly he held her tight against him still, the Mandalorian looked down into her amber eyes, piercing her with his steely grey star. "I don't sneak." He said, calmly and his voice level. "When I kiss you, I don't mind if others see. I know they will be jealous, but I want them to know you are mine."

He smiled, feeling her affections seeping through the Force and mingling with the presence of their children. That warmed his heart more than she knew, more than he had told her. There was a lot he didn't tell her, but he was vocal about how much he loved her, and how attracted to her he was. Perhaps he was too vocal about how attractive she was, but to him, she was gorgeous beyond what he could describe and always would be. Draco couldn't fathom not being drawn to her like an animal to bait.

The sleek black air speeder pulled to a stop as Draco contemplated what to do next. "So... dancing?" he asked, quietly, holding her pressed against him, glancing down to see how her dress fit her form. He wasn't sold on sharing the view of her just yet, but he was more intrigued about getting to dance with her, even if he wasn't very good.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

He stole her breath it took every ounce of her own control to not pull him away from dancing to go back to the room and do their own dancing. She smiled up at him a soft look through heavy lids as she laid against him not wanting to break the contact. She smiled, "My Dragon I like that you possess me body and soul. that you want the galaxy to see us as one." She reached up stroking his hair gently.

"I don't think we will be dancing all night long here. You and I" she purred at him, "have much better things to do with our time. But let us go show this galaxy who we are." She looked out the window sad that their ride was already over. She knew him better than anyone else and this desire he had for the galaxy to see them. It had nothing to do with that she was a Princess and everything to do with she was his.

"Let's go move that body yours to a beat cyar'ika" she shimmied a little for him, "let the men and women look and wish, our big bash before the wedding and before the children" Yes this was almost a honeymoon for them a time to devote their emotions to each other, she put her hand on his chest, "you ready" she could feel his heart beating strong yes she couldn't help herself she kissed him again lingering and wanting.

She broke away staring into the storm, "let's go" She nodded to the door when it opened she was on his lap and stretching her legs to get out, looking back she took his hand and led him away from the transport. there were a few whispers but nothing that either should at that moment be concerned with.

As they moved through the line towards the head where they had VIP access they were let inside where the floor vibrated through them, and a beat that would entice anyone to shake it up.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco heard Faith's tone, felt her mood through their bond, the touch of her fingers running through his hair. "No. I don't think I will hold out that long, cyar'ika." He grinned, watching her glance out of the airspeeder, seeing the twinge of regret in her expression. They were much a like, still all fire and passion, not much self-control, but he liked that spontaneity that they had.

"I guess." He said with a smile, feigning reluctance. He knew he was going to enjoy their time on the town, dancing and being with each other. He felt her movement and heard her. True, by the time they went on their actual honeymoon her pregnancy would have advanced some and she would have less energy, leaving more responsibilities to him. Not that he had a problem with that in the end, but it was true he would be far more active than she.

Draco followed her out of the transport, stealing a glance of her backside, getting a good look at how her boots made her look and seeing how much difference there was between bottom of dress and top of boot. Not all that much.

Her hand intwined in his, she lead him around the line waiting outside, hearing and ignoring the whispers and looks from those in line. After only seconds of a large houk checking a list on a datapad, they were let in to the club. The club was loud, but not deafening, the floor vibrated with the beat, flowing up their legs and into their bodies. The dance floor was a fairly large sunken surface, with the back wall being a bar, and either side had mezzanines with tables and booths for people and parties to sit. There were balconies above them that seemed to be for private parties with VIP rooms, and a trio of cages with dancers hung from the ceiling.

Draco had to lean close to speak to Faith so that she could hear him, but for now he was just letting her take the lead and guide him where she wanted to be.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

There were some things she just did better than he did, and maneuver a crowd rather than make a path one of her specialties. She held his hand a bit tighter than usual not wishing to lose him in the crowds she could already feel the hum, that underlying tone that drew them to the dance floor.

She found a droid service, knocking on its metal skin to get its attention, "Hi, your programming do you" she thought for a moment, "know who he is?" She pointed to Draco. The droid using the scanners in it's 'eyes' looked Draco over and then after a small pause, "yes" came the reply.

Faith smiled, "Good, we need a private balcony. Chilled water, one bottle of the best wine this place has, and then an assortment of finger foods taken there. Understand?"

She knew the droid would relay all she said to whomever and when she was ready they'd take her and Draco to the balcony. She looked back at Draco, "Here we go"

She led him to the dance floor turned to face him laughed out loud and began to bob to the music.

Back at their hotel however the hopeful kidnappers were beginning to lay out their plans. They knew they could have followed to the club, even taken them there but they needed to do this without a bunch of witnesses. They could be patient besides if they danced all night they'd be tired, and hopefully not able to fight much.

Hopefully.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco let her lead him around without resistance, enjoying the view and the closeness. Faith reserved them a private area on one of the balconies along with some refreshments, which meant she intended on staying her for a little while. That was alright, it wasn't as though he was in a hurry to leave, and with a private balcony they could get a little affectionate.

She brought him out on the dance floor and faced him, bobbing, and swaying, and gyrating with the beat of the music. She was graceful, and her movements accentuated her curves. She was grinning ear to hear, laughing in a melodic tone that tickled his ears, having a good time. It was an infectious sense of life and joy, it bled through the bond he had with her and into him.

Draco put his hands on her hips to help guide him, though he didn't come close to attempting to match her movements. He just bobbed as close to in time with her, swaying and shifting his weight, smiling along with her. The flashing lights, the beat of the music filled his senses. "You have to give me lessons remember." He said, laughing and waiting to see what Faith decided to do. She was his princess after all, there was no telling how mischievous she could be.

She was happy, and that made him feel very happy, that she was content, joyful with him and what he planned for her. That made him happier, as did the feeling from the twins.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Faith inched closer so she wouldn't have to really YELL. "It's about moving your body no learned steps only how the music makes you feel, look around."

If he chose to look around he would see everyone bouncing, moving their arms in different ways, their feet to whatever beat the music played. It was a type of freedom dancing. Everyone had their own version and everyone enjoyed being close to whomever they were with.

"It's not like the waltz where you have to learn specific steps, it's just about moving" If he wanted to dance like her then she could show him what she felt or how the music made her feel. He had his hands on her hips, she put her hands on his arms while she swayed her hips, and bobbed her head they seem to stay in this little area of dance floor surrounded in a sea of bodies all doing their own groove.

It was stuffy and hot in there and soon enough they were both covered in a sheen of sweat. Another reason Faith wore little it was hot and to stay cool she wore this little outfit the boots were for protection everyone usually stepped on her toes trying to get close, the boots protected her feet. Course she had Draco now to protect the rest of her.

He was doing pretty good dancing, he was a fighter he had moves he just sometimes lacked grace. A few times she saw couples ducking to get out of the way, they were given a little more room.

The hotel

They knew they would have to neutralize the assistant who kept coming and going to the suite. Then there was the Captain who never seemed that far away.

What to do with the Princess though. They could take her as well make their own separate deal, so far the contract was only for the Mandalorian. Still they have to get him off his feet to contain him, having her would put him in his place or enrage him. They weren't sure which.

The tail let them know they were still at the club, and looked to be in it for a while.

So they had time to plan.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco grinned, glancing around at all the other people. There was rhythm in their movements but very little actually coordination outside of couples dancing together. Most couples or individuals were doing completely different things from all the rest, but they were all happy.

He did appreciate her outfit though, and the shine of sweet on her body seemed to glisten, a sight he knew, just different contexts. She did like teasing him and dressing up for him. And he tried to do the same for her, his shirt was mostly open, the buttons undone down past his sternum and the sleeves rolled up past his elbows. Others may have been able to see his chest and abdomen, but it was done for her, just like her outfit was for him.

Beads of sweat formed on his brow, but he didn't pay it much mind. It was warm and the air was thick on the dance floor, with all the bodies mashed in such a small space and only a little breathing room. He wasn't tired yet, but he didn't want to keep her on the floor too long, didn't want to tire her out before the night got really good and started. Instead he spun her when the time was right and moved closer, holding her hips loosely while she was turned around, maintaining his grin. He didn't hold her so tight that she could turn back around if she wanted to.

He could smell her though, bodies touching, feel her warmth. She was warmer than normal but he liked the closeness right now, feeling the beat and the rhythm through her movements and the bobbing of her head. "Tell me if you need a break, or want some privacy." He said in her ear, his breath a little heavier than it should be. "We can go take a look at that private balcony when you feel like it, though I'm enjoying myself right now." He said teasing her, gently squeezing her hips. He could feel his blood heating up in his veins. He wouldn't hold out forever, but he didn't want to cut their night too short.

Across town, the two remaining hunters had set up a thermal optics across the street from the hotel Draco and Faith were staying at. "Ah, there are four total, including the target. How should we lure him out? A call at the front desk?"

"Did you see who he was with. He's not coming out of that room for a simple call. Might just have to hunker down and wait for an opportunity. Sit back and wait until he wanders off alone. If we grab her, its a much bigger deal. Someone will be out here in no time looking for her. Him, he's not important to Alderaan just yet, and his people probably won't notice he's gone for a while. Gives us plenty of time to ghost out after we hand him over to the bidder. If we have to, we can see about starting a little scuffle on their floor. He would leave the room to handle it without the others I think."

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

She was getting hot and needed a break even with Draco at her back moving with a bit more ease she could have turned to face him instead she lifted his hands off her hip to pull his arms around her waist as she danced.

She turned slightly pressing her lips to his cheek, "Let's go get a drink" She smiled as she motioned with a nod of her head which direction to go. She moved to the beat even as they walked to the edge of the floor, Faith headed to the lift to go to the balcony another droid met them, "welcome, I will show you to your VIP seating" Faith nodded as she turned to face Draco.

"You did get cyar'ika I told you you could dance" She laughed though it felt good to be away from all of the cares and worries of home. They went up to the top where the droid showed them down a hall to a curtain that opened into the balcony. Sitting waiting everything she ordered.

"Great, thanks" the droid without a word disappeared.

Faith went to the edge of the balcony and looked down, "wow, look at all the people Draco...feth that's a lot" She had not realized what a sea of bodies would look like from there, human, twilek, zeltron, and others that she wasn't sure.

"This is a place that anyone would love" She could see why it did so well.

She turned and sat on the edge of the balcony looking over at Draco, "So big boy, come here often?" She winked at him.

At the hotel

"a skirmish in the hall would alert them to something going on, we need to knock them all out and take him. It's the only way to get away clean, get the sleeping gas, let's fill the room now knock out the aide and the Captain. Better to be clean about it all"

They all nodded, it was a start.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco kept smiling, dancing with her, feeling her bump against him as she danced pouring all of his focus on her and what she was doing. He wasn't much interested in the music anymore, and his blood was running hot in his veins until she turned slightly and kissed his cheek edging him onward, leading him towards the stairs for their private balcony area. It was separate from others connected to the stairs by a hallway behind each alcove, and she had ordered it to be stocked with finger foods, a nice wine, and chilled water for them.

The sea of bodies below kept moving and bouncing with the beat of the music, the flashing lights were only just above where Draco and Faith now were, and the music wasn't nearly as loud, more background noise for them now. "No. I only came because I saw you here and I couldn't help myself." Draco said in a deep voice, opening up his shirt a bit more as he approached her while she sat on the balcony.

He closed on her, wrapping his hands around her waist and burying his head into her neck, kissing passionately and nibbling gently on her bare neck. He pulled away from her barely, a mere inch. "I saw you like this and I knew I couldn't stay away, keep from touching you or holding you." He whispered into her ear, chewing gently on her ear lobe.

"And then I saw that dress and those boots, and I wanted to see how much you would let me get away with on the private balcony." He chuckled, showing her his affections but not so much that he took over and overwhelmed her. He wanted to make sure she was still in charge for right now.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

She cooed in his ear as warmth spread through her veins he was so tempting she pulled him closer. "Oh Drahr I would love to tell you breath fire" She didn't look back or down she looked at him, "it's private but your so loud at times you may frighten the others"

She held onto his arms "you like the dress I like how you've unbuttoned your shirt very sexy very come and get me. You don't usually do that I like"

Oh smoke and hear radiated from him and she could feel her passions clawing to be free. "We can dance up here cyar'ika you and me"

She moved her body slowly as she pushed him gently back keeping his hands on her hips swaying, she planted a soft kiss which slowly grew into a passionate kiss. But still they moved do dance high above the crowds.

At the hotel the plan was coming together they would Drug the ones waiting leave enough in the room to take out the others when they returned.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco felt her against him, pulling away enough to actually look into her eyes. "I suppose, ner runi. But, I have been good so far." He breathed out slowly, gathering his composure and letting her guide him if she wanted to. His passions were high, but not quite unbearable.

"I do like the dress. It calls to me. And those boots, I like how those boots look on you." He nuzzled her neck quietly, feeling her warmth and the heat that poured off from her and radiated out through the Force. This was his home, his family. When she pushed him back, he didn't really resist, letting her guide him on the balcony, her hips swaying side to side while she held his arms around her waist. She led him in a bit slower rhythm than the music that was playing, but he enjoyed it nonetheless. She kissed him, and he pressed into it, accepting her and returning her passions.

Gently, he rested his head against Faith's, closed his eyes, and let her lead him in their dance. Despite the loud noises, the flashing lights, the heat and energy in the room, Draco was at peace with everything, comfortable and content for right now, though his mind was still a buzz with thoughts of the next phase of the night, his blood still hot. "Are you thirsty Cyar'ika? Hungry at all?" He asked quietly while he moved with her.

[member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Faith Organa]

"Thirsty, dancing always makes me thirsty, and a little bit hungry" She laid her head on his shoulder. Strength she could feel in the way his muscles bunched and corded, and yet a calm about himself that she had watch grow in their time together. He had come a long journey from the man she had met during the peace talks he had seemed driven then now he seemed calmed, with a great clarity for objectives. She loved this about him.

"I don't want to stop right now though" She whispered back as they moved together to the slower beat.

A woman born on Alderaan to accept the ideals of peace, and a culture that looked upon their home to keep its natural beauty, and a man of Mandalore, an ex-slave, and ex-sith, a warrior and leader who would have seen such opposites creating a life together. That is perhaps the one thing about the galaxy to expect the unexpected and always adapt.

She snuggled against him, loving the warmth and the feel of the gentle sway. They moved to a beat that was all their own, slow, smooth, together and as usual oblivious of anyone else around them.

She reveled in how close he was never wanting to be parted from him but duty being what it was for her and for him they were at times parted too long. Perhaps this is what made her cling to him all the time, that kept them isolated and bed-ridden when together. The constant need to reaffirm their connections, and express their thoughts and feelings.

"Are you thirsty? Or hungry?" she asked softly.

[member="Draco Vereen"]

 

[Laira Darkhold]

Draco kept swaying with her as they danced alone, together up in the balcony overlooking the sea of bodies jumping and bouncing below them. "If you are hungry, lets sit together and snack and drink some." He whispered with a soft smile, pulling her towards an arm chair on the balcony. There were two chairs, but Draco had different ideas.

He sat in the cushioned arm chair and pulled her towards his lap, the finger foods and drinks on a small table beside him well within arms reach. "Come sit on me, let me feed you grapes, and feel your warmth." He grinned reaching for a small cluster of fruits while he made himself comfortable in the chair and positioned himself so that she could sit on him comfortable.

He enjoyed their time together, the love that they shared when they were together. He was the leader of a warrior people, she was the princess of a people who stood for peace. One thing he had come to realize was that despite being a warrior people, Mandalorians were not without duality, they were capable of peacetime and revering war for what it was. It was that duality Draco hoped to bring to his clan on Aldera and the Utegetu Nebula. Even then, he would not be entirely peaceful like the Alderaanians, but at least with the duality of conflict realized, he could be close to Faith, and with his people settling on her world, he could be with her much more often.

"And once we've snacked and drank our fill, we will dance some more, and then we will go back to the hotel and make love until noon, like you promised." He smiled, feeling her hand in his quietly. He couldn't think of a much better time to spend with Faith.

[member="Faith Organa"]