Quite the chance meetup

[Onrai]

Zeltros.

A pleasure planet was a world that Vitor rarely if ever went to, chiefly because he found it to be too overwhelming for him. Nonetheless, he was here on this partying world thanks to a swell of emotion that had come up - a swell that had included memories of his two deceased wives. Such was why he now sat here at a bar, awaiting yet another round of alcohol.

If only he had someone to comfort him.

[member="Darth Zilti"]

 

[Darth Zilti]

A planet that seemed to flip-flop between the Republic and the One Sith. Yes despite it all, the place never seemed to change.

Zeltros was a planet in the Inner Rim, and the homeworld of the Zeltron race. It was opulent world, an hedonism was the doctrine encouraged by the empathetic Zeltrons, and Zeltros was continuously in a state of never ending revelry.

What wasn’t to like!

So Maja decided that she’d spent too much time training and fighting and deserved a little down-time. So where better to take a short vacation?

And she could have picked any city - any bar. But fate took her to one in particular, so she strode in and walked up to the bar where she ordered a bar of the sparkling stuff and one glass. And then she glanced around to see if there was a booth she could enjoy the view from.

[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

He looked up for a moment, and his eyes flew wide as he spotted the facial tattoo, impossibly recognizable, instantly perking up his senses. He raised a glass, smiling and turning to her once more. "You... Hey. You wanna find a place we can sit down together? I'll... I'll cover your tab." He was significantly inebriated, yes, but he was a kind drunk - certainly one with decent enough memory. Perhaps things would get interesting with how things seemed to be going.

After all, it was the pleasure planet.

[member="Darth Zilti"]

 

[Darth Zilti]

Maja was in two minds. She wanted company but she tended to like to weigh up the options first.

But then Vitor was known to her and he was kindly and - from what she could remember - he'd found her company pleasurable. Which was never a bad place to start. And given they were most likely both here for pleasure rather than business - she felt it was an excellent place to start.

So she indicated the empty booth that another was about to sit at. A matter of seconds later the man had decided that he didn't want to sit there and rather wanted to go home and re-think his life. Probably a death-stick dealer, she mused as she sat and waited for Vitor to join her.

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[Onrai]

[member="Darth Zilti"]

A smile crossed the lips of the archaeologist as he took a seat at the booth, directly across from Maja. "So, you're here to get away too, I take it?" He still grasped the mug of beer, soon pressing it to his lips once more as the potent alcohol flowed into his system. "I thought I'd never see you again, hot as you are and everything." He shook his head a bit - well, that came out a bit wrong.

He kind of liked it, though.

 

[Darth Zilti]

Maja smiled. She always liked compliments - even if they were inspired by the local pheromone levels. "I can't say I foresaw this meeting, I'd be a liar if I did. But it suits my needs. You see you're right, I cam here for...pleasure and I have a big appetite."

The looked him up and down. "The question you have to ask yourself is, are you the main course or merely an appetiser."

If the man thought it was the pheromones speaking he'd be wrong. Yes she was partially affected - but she simply used the location as a back-drop to her thoughts - a mask behind which she could share what she wanted openly. She was that kind of girl.

[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

[member="Darth Zilti"]

"I'm too big to be an appetizer, Maja. The question is..." He leaned forward, a bit googly-eyed due to the high level of inebriation. "Can you stomach it?" He smirked, looking right into her eyes - those glorious, gorgeous, seductively Sithy eyes. "But I'm not sure... Maybe a few more drinks and I can be persuaded to sate what you've come here for?"

The more he sipped, the more beautiful she became - it was almost bizarre to him...

 

[Darth Zilti]

Maja was warming to this fellow. I mean, she'd enjoyed his company before but he was not intimidated by her - which she liked. Before she was a Sith, men hit on her but saw her as non-threatening.

But since the facial tattoo, she'd scared men off. Few liked a strong woman and she found this annoying to say the least. So the fact that Vitor was interested was - in and of itself - interesting.

So she downed a glass in one and refreshed it. "To us," she said. "And to tonight, wherever it may lead us." She glanced around, the music intriguing her. "Do you dance?"

[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

"I haven't danced in ages." He sighed. "I'm quite a bit out of practice, but if you want to, I suppose I can definitely dance with you. More, if you require it." A smile grew across his face as he continued to gaze deep into the eyes of the Sith. They were truly enrapturing, able to almost effortlessly suck in his attention, especially due to his inebriation.

"So, your move, sweetheart."

[member="Darth Zilti"]

 

[Darth Zilti]

Sweetheart? She could live with that.

She downed her second glass and bodily grabbed Vitor and dragged him to the small dance-floor the bar offered. She backed into the people already dancing to ensure they were in the heart of the action and then she let go.

She'd been raised without music and never knew she had a talent for it. But on a mission to find her saber crystal, she had been captivated and found it entirely natural to move to the music. So she was immediately in the groove as she danced away and encouraged Vitor to do the same.

[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

[member="Darth Zilti"]

Though his first motions were somewhat clunky, he soon got into the swing of things, moving with Maja herself as the inebriation and aphrodisiac-infused atmosphere further took its toll. She seemed more and more attractive with each step, and he found himself moving ever closer to her. "You know, I think finding you here might've possibly been the best thing to happen to me in ages."

And he really meant it.

 

[Darth Zilti]

Maja was caught up in the music. It flowed through her like the Force and she simply gave herself to its beat. And then as Vitor closed the distance between them, she turned away from him and flirtatiously rubbed her body into his.

She certainly enjoyed his reaction.

And then a slower song came on and she turned and flung her arms around his neck. And then she kissed him. Without abandon she kissed him.

[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

[member="Darth Zilti"]

A soft gasp came from his lips as she pressed her own against his, bringing a hand to both her upper and lower back. A couple Zeltrons oooooed, seemingly happy that the couple was enjoying themselves even as he more aggressively began to kiss back. His lips soon found themselves on her neck, cheeks, and even under her chin as he enjoyed the strange feeling that ran through him, a feeling that had long since atrophied springing back to life.

"I love you..."

 

[Darth Zilti]

Well. As they say in these parts, that escalated quickly. Maybe in another bar and certainly on another planet, that sort of response would have had Maja stop what she was doing, despite the amount she was enjoying it.

But it was that planet and she was enjoying herself, so she ignored him and instead gave herself to the hedonistic pleasure. It was glorious and they were going as far as you can go without disrobing on the dance-floor. And given the fact they were on a crowded dance-floor and pheromones weren't exclusive to them, nobody paid them the slightest bit of attention.

So she simply carried on.

[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

[member="Darth Zilti"]

His eyes peered around as he found himself further brought into the embrace. Every single impression of her lips upon his flesh seemed to make a tingle run down his spine. He gave her another kiss, a firmer embrace - until he pulled back a bit. "I know this may seem like a bit of a lull... but perhaps we could go somewhere quieter?" He raised a hand, running it through the back of her hair. "You know, just the two of us..."

Why was he saying such a thing? Alcohol, probably.

 

[Darth Zilti]

Maja laughed. It wasn't a cruel one - at least it wasn't intended to be.

"OK," she said and grabbed him by the hand. Somewhere warm and fluffy and soft was appealing - but right now she had needs and time was of the essence.

She she headed into the kitchens and out into a back alley. Kitchens always led to back alleys.

She pushed him roughly against the wall and kissed him again, her hands straying.

"Now!"

It was all she said.

[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]

 

[Onrai]

When the former Padawan awoke, Maja was still by his side. He slowly eased himself to a standing position, looking down on her before realizing how improper this was. A back alley was no place for her to find herself when she awoke. With a cautious maneuver, he slowly picked her up in his arms and began to carry her somewhere - to a soft, plush, and fuzzy hotel. He had the money to get a room, of course - and once he had the opportunity, he laid her down upon the large bed within the room.

He needed to take a shower.

[member="Darth Zilti"]

 

[Darth Zilti]

She awoke and for a moment was disorientated. In truth, she had nothing against back-alleys. They served a purpose.

She quickly realised they were in a hotel room and by the look of the décor, the honeymoon suite. She checked her finger to ensure they hadn't actually tied the knot. Thankful she was still a single woman and she heard the sound of a running shower.

Leave them wanting more was one of her life's mottos. So she grabbed her boots and bag and tiptoed out of the room before pulling her footwear on. Her mouth felt rank and she needed to get back to her ship to freshen up. Then a shower and change of clothes and finally she could do it all again.

Zeltros could grow on a woman, it really could...

[member="Vitor Imperieuse"]