After taking in Tech’s triumph, the squad was joined by Cid, who made her best attempts at lightening the mood now that it appeared Sarah wouldn’t be taken by Millegi after all.
No thanks to Cid, of course. Sarah still avoided eye contact with her as much as possible.
They had really gone from having Cid give Sarah the authority to call the shots during the mission, to Cid striking a standard wage with Millegi, to Cid offering Sarah as collateral to save her own skin—behind Sarah’s back. In the corners of her mind, Sarah thought of Hunter, who always had some sort of wariness around Cid. Maybe Hunter wasn’t wrong about everything.
But when Sarah and the others made it to the empty dive bar where Millegi and his crew were waiting, Sarah decided she could put that aside for now if only to set the matter straight and finally be on her way out of there.
Millegi got up from his chair and spread his arms, seemingly welcoming the winning team, though behind him, his crew wasn’t as happy. One gesture of his hands took care of the matter, and the henchmen stood down, even in spite of how disgusted they seemed with the entire team, particularly with Tech. Still, if anyone understood business, it was Millegi, and though he and his gang were reckless, he wasn’t a cheater.
“A deal’s a deal,” Millegi finally said and extended a hand forward to Tech. “That was some impressive racing out there.”
Tech hesitated for a fraction of a second, but he reciprocated the handshake. “It was all strategy.”
“Motivation, too, no doubt,” Millegi said as he let go of Tech’s hand and glanced over at Sarah. “You would have made a fine addition to our team.”
Sarah did her best to hide her disgust, but she still understood the importance of not messing anything up even at the very end of the ordeal. Offending Millegi now wouldn’t help anyone.
“Oh well,” Sarah said. “I guess I’ll remain with my team.”
Cid was the first one to leave the room, followed by Wrecker and Omega. Tech remained next to Sarah as she gave one final nod at Millegi and began to turn away, but the pair hadn’t given three steps forward when Millegi called at them again.
“I wouldn’t have betrayed you like that, Adhara,” he said.
Sarah stopped in her tracks. Tech glanced over at her, his eyes filled with concern, silently trying to convince her not to engage. Sarah, however, decided that was a remark she wanted to hear developed further, and she turned around and stared at Millegi with a stern gaze.
“And neither would Hondo, for that matter,” Millegi continued. “You should probably reconsider your place in all this. All of you.”
“My place is with my family,” Sarah stated.
Millegi smirked discreetly. “Indeed. Then I suggest you and your family watch your backs. With Cid, it never goes both ways. But I’m sure you realize that by now.”
A sudden twinge of fear pierced into Sarah’s chest, rendering her unable to accept the words Millegi had said. If the facts were all that mattered, she could focus on the fact that she would be returning safely to Ord Mantell, not ending up in Milleg’s crew due to a bet gone wrong. But Sarah also knew that in that world, warnings weren’t to be ignored. A warning was a favor, not a threat.
Sarah remained quiet and nodded at Millegi one more time, and finally, she and Tech left the dive bar and silently walked the corridors of the racing dome, the silence between them tense and eerie even as the crowds in the upper levels of the racing dome were going wild with another race.
“We are set to leave in a couple of hours,” Tech finally broke the silence, his tone cautious. “Perhaps… you would like to grab some sustenance in that time?”
Though Millegi’s warning still weighed in Sarah’s mind, she found it in herself to chuckle at Tech—his beautifully brilliant mind always sending words to his mouth, prompting him to speak even when no one else would… the warmth returned to her marks, flushing over to her cheeks and making the roundness of her face take on a shade of scarlet at the mere fact of being in his presence. It was no surprise to her anymore, though. Those days, the only one capable of washing away any other feelings to substitute them with his own essence was Tech.
“If by sustenance, you mean fried street food, then yes,” Sarah smiled. “Yes, I do believe I could use some of that.”
“The cheesier the better, as Wrecker put it earlier,” Tech added.
“He’s a genius, you know?” Sarah chuckled.
“Yes, in his own way, I will admit it,” Tech replied.
Sarah directed a small smile at him and turned around, walking forward, but Tech remained with his feet glued to the ground, watching Sarah as she paced. Her hair, cut to the length of her shoulders, bounced with every step that she took. Her clothes magnificently embraced her silhouette, enhancing the inwards curve of her spine and how it changed its direction outwards into a pronounced curve on her backside, and when his gaze slid over to her gloved hands, he pictured what it would be like to remove them and expose her skin, feeling her touch him in all the ways she knew… he could only bask in the possibility.
“Sarah,” Tech called out.
She came to a halt and turned around, her eyebrows raising as she noticed he hadn’t moved at all. Without questioning, she paced back towards him and stopped barely inches apart from him, and she looked up to him with a wide-eyed gaze.
“Before you say anything,” Sarah spoke softly. “Thank you… for being so reckless.”
Tech chuckled softly at her remark.
“Reckless enough to save me,” her voice fell into a whisper, and her colorful irises faltered in their gaze, falling from Tech’s brown eyes to his plump lips.
He took notice and, figuring it was as good a time as any while finding themselves in a deserted corridor, his hands went up to Sarah’s waist and found their rest there, his grip steady as she inched her body closer to his. The space between them was sealed, and with a swift movement, Sarah’s arms snaked up around Tech’s upper back. Their lips crashed onto each other, and like a chemical reaction releasing heat, they wasted no time to raise the passion between them. Tech’s arms enveloped the circumference of Sarah’s waist and clutched her, pressing her silhouette to his in an attempt to bring her impossibly closer, and the long wait to be in each other’s arms finally paid off.
The countless moments of flirting, the witty remarks and lingering stares that had evolved into nights of comfort and time spent in silence, their presence complementing one another, piqued in the plenitude of that kiss, bursting all the tension and raw desire that had built up between them for over a year.
The pair stumbled through the corridor until at last they found it within themselves to separate for enough seconds to find a place that was even more private. Meals, leaving Safa Toma—all of it could wait. With their fingers interlaced, Tech and Sarah ran down the corridor and peeked into each door they could find, until at last, with his best instincts, Tech came across the door to an empty cellar. He helped Sarah and, and no sooner did the door close and lock behind them than they were on each other again, kissing hungrily with their hands roaming over the other’s body, clutching and pulling and squeezing, rendering their breaths fast and desperate.
The cellar wasn’t fully dark, but rather, there was a dim light that was just enough for them to see the gleam of each other’s eyes. Tech found his place on top of a large crate, removing his gloves and taking a seat while bringing Sarah up with him, with her legs pressed together and draped down the side. Their kiss didn’t break until Sarah’s hands traveled down to Tech’s chest and she pulled back, panting, gazing at him. Slowly, and almost shyly, Sarah took her hands upwards, letting her fingertips softly graze the sides of Tech’s face until they found the band of his goggles.
Sarah hadn’t been able to get the image of his bare brown eyes ever since he showed her the sight of them before the race, and she knew that, even in the dim light, she had to see them again. She needed Tech to be naked in front of her in more than one way, and now that she’d gotten a glimpse of the unfiltered glow of his gorgeous brown eyes, she needed all of it, plainly, excessively, until she was no less than drunk on it. And so, Sarah clutched the band of Tech’s goggles and slowly tugged until they slipped off his head and she could behold his image, sighing at his beauty.
With a wanton whimper, Sarah quickly shifted her body so that she was now straddling Tech, and the new position allowed her to feel him hardening even through his codpiece. One of her arms draped down Tech’s waist while the other one circled the outside of his shoulder, letting her fingers play with his hair while she kissed him. Her hips began to grind softly on his codpiece, letting drops of her own wetness bleed through, and the sweet friction drew a whimper from her. The sound sent Tech reeling, and he let out a soft moan of his own, his voice drenched with desire as his hands traveled down to clutch Sarah’s ass with a generous squeeze. She continued grinding her crotch against him, and it was clear to Tech how much she wanted more, and with one hand still securing her plump backside, he took his other hand and circled it around Sarah’s hip flexor, making its way to her front side. His expert fingers found the rim of her pants, and with a silk touch, they slipped underneath the fabric, tracing their way dangerously down to the heat pooling between her legs.
Sarah spread her legs even farther apart, and at last, she felt Tech’s fingertip brushing up against her sensitive, drenched clit. With a hungry whimper, Sarah let her head fall back in instant pleasure and sent her hips bucking against Tech’s touch as she ached for more of the delicious sensation. Her mind spiraled at Tech’s choice of touch—applying pressure while letting a single fingertip rub quick and precise circles over the nerve-packed bud—perfect for slowly and torturously building a fire that would have the most shattering release. As the seconds wore on and turned into minutes submitted to Tech’s luscious handiwork, Sarah felt like she would break in his grip. She could feel how close her orgasm was, and she ached for waves of pleasure, expecting them to be better than anything she’d experienced until then, hoping they would heal the innermost parts of her.
And they were as delicious and enticing as she’d built them up to be, even more. Even her wildest fantasies of Tech’s touch on her didn’t match the white-hot ecstasy that expanded to the corners of her body, emanating from her clit as Tech’s antics gave no indication of slowing down. Conscious that this wasn’t the place to openly scream his name, Sarah clung with all her strength to Tech, her fingertips fisting his hair as she rut her hips onto his hand, enhancing her orgasm. She filled his ears with short, sweet whimpers, strained in an attempt to be quiet, an act that made them far more endearing to Tech and caused him to shiver with desire as his codpiece pressed harder onto Sarah with the growing, pulsating confinement underneath. When Sarah’s body began to go soft in his grip, Tech knew it was time for him to stop—he didn’t want her fainting on his watch, even though he was confident he could bring her to such a point. Sarah gave a heavy sigh at the absence of his touch, and she regained herself quickly enough to bring herself to her feet only to scurry down to her knees.
Tech realized there were multiple possibilities as to why Sarah could be heading towards the ground, and each had him smirking with enticing anticipation.
“Care to elaborate why you are adopting that position?” Tech uttered.
With dexterous movements, Sarah removed Tech’s codpiece and freed his length, slowly lowering her face near the glistening tip as her big eyes found Tech’s, her gaze widening with seduction as her warm breath fanned over Tech’s erection and sent raw electricity down his nerves.
“To the victor, the spoils,” Sarah whispered.
Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and brushed lightly, almost teasingly, along Tech’s upper shaft and the start of his tip. Tech’s body gave a light quake and his hand flew to Sarah’s hair, fisting it, while she took in more and more of his length with each bob of her head. Tech growled and threw his head back, and now it was his turn to attempt to contain his own expressions of pleasure—Sarah was certainly skilled at what she was doing. Even the tiny moans she gave into his skin enhanced the experience with the sweet vibrations of her voice traveling through the thin and sensitive skin of Tech’s cock. Shudder after shudder made the pleasure pool within Tech, until at last, he too was at the very edge of his climax.
“Come here,” Tech said just before he reached his peak.
He didn’t have to tell her twice, nor did he have to verbalize what he was thinking. Sarah rose to her feet and shimmied out of her trousers and panties, and she climbed on Tech once more, straddling him as he positioned his vertical erection at her entrance. Sarah sank on him, taking a seat on his thighs once more with a deep moan emerging from both of them. She rested her forehead on his and looked directly into his gorgeous brown eyes without breaking contact with them even as she bounced on his cock. They locked gazes for as long as it was possible, until the overwhelming pleasure burst inside Tech and he could no longer control his expressions. With a strong grip, he helped Sarah bounce faster on him, the friction uniting them both in ecstasy, until Tech at last released inside of her.
Sarah whimpered at the warmth and the fullness inside of her, moaning through closed lips at how utterly good it felt, and she stayed in her same position, straddling him, for as long as she could possibly enjoy it. The two panted, attempting to reach recovery, and when they regained enough of their composure, Tech helped Sarah off him and made sure she could stand properly, after which he handed her clothes to her. She took them with a smile and decided she could dress on her own, and when her trousers were on her again, Tech felt compelled to reach out to her and rest his hands gently on her hips as he pulled her closer. In a brief moment of vulnerability, Tech rested his forehead on Sarah’s shoulders, and he could hear her exhale softly as she turned her head in his direction and nuzzled his temple.
They shared a moment in silence, and when Tech lifted his face, he gazed into Sarah’s eyes with his own, and finally, he pulled his goggles back on top of his eyes and placed his codpiece where it corresponded.
“Now I’m hungry,” Sarah broke the silence with a smirk.
Tech smirked back—he’d heard Wrecker hinting at the fact a couple times before, that “if you’re doin’ it right, you get hungry afterwards.” As such, he took it as a compliment.
“Cheesy street food it is,” Tech offered his arm out to Sarah as he clenched his helmet with the other one, and the two made their way out of the cellar and into the seedy streets.
The way back to Ord Mantell was uneventful. During the journey, Sarah was able to put aside any tensions and resentments and instead focused on the fact that nothing had gone wrong—that time spent alone with Tech had truly worked wonders for her. And it also helped tremendously anytime Tech would sneak a glance or a stare over at Sarah; how very exciting it was for both of them to know what had just happened, without any indication of it to the external world.
Anytime she found his brown eyes already on her, Sarah couldn’t help but wonder, fantasize, daydream…
At last, they were all back on Ord Mantell, and the squad seemed to part ways. Cid headed back to the saloon, and Wrecker went off with Omega to get their traditional cartons of Mantell Mix—now offered in a new and mind-blowing three limited edition flavors that they had no intention of missing. And Sarah had planned to head back to the cantina too, maybe pour herself a glass of her poison of choice before sealing the mission and calling it a day.
But when Tech’s hand was suddenly on hers, she knew her plan would have to change, and she’d welcome it.
She looked at him, smirking with her brows raised. “Yes?”
“If I am not mistaken, there is a spare bedroom in the Ace Auror’s landing bay you have been using lately whenever you want to get distance from the others, correct?” Tech said.
“Nothing escapes you,” Sarah grinned with seduction flashing through her eyes.
“Well then…” Tech paced closer to her, his voice lowering. “Shall we?”
Words weren’t necessary, and no stops had to be made prior to that. Sarah and Tech rushed through the streets and made their way to the landing bay, past the beautiful Y-Wing stationed at the center of it, until they at last found the room where it would happen. Sarah went in first, and when Tech followed, he closed the door with a lock and pulled the blinds over the windows, concealing them from prying eyes.
As Tech finished pulling the blinds over the windows, Sarah had already climbed onto the bed and lay on her side, with her arm draped over her curves. She gazed over at Tech, inviting him as she smirked and lightly patted the mattress under her, and for a moment, Tech felt himself hesitate. He pushed the feeling aside, though—he reminded himself he knew what he was doing. Tech walked himself over to the mattress and set his helmet on the nightstand, and he removed the plastoid of his upper body until he was down to the shirt of his blacks.
Sarah bit her lower lip and smiled hungrily at the way the black fabric hugged Tech’s body. Every line of his muscles was visible, and she could just run her fingertips over each one of them as she felt the wetness pool between her legs all over again. Tech shivered at her touch and he caged her to the bed, tugging lightly at her clothes until he helped her remove them and toss them aside. Sarah reciprocated, and she helped Tech out of the rest of his armor, his gadgets, even the thin fabric of his undersuit, and finally, they both lay naked on the bed.
Tech’s lips crashed down on Sarah’s and he kissed her with fervor. He moaned softly as she ran her fingers over his back and traced soft patterns on his skin, causing him to shudder when her touch traveled to his lower back. The excitement prompted Tech to fully press his body to hers and brush their skins together, and he slowly made his way down until he was between her legs. He still had plenty of theories to test.
When his lips hovered over her glistening cunt, Sarah expected his tongue to brush over her folds lusciously. Instead, she felt Tech slipping two fingers down her entrance, curling them expertly and letting the tips brush repeatedly against the sensitive, spongy tissue. Her eyes widened, and an embarrassingly wanton moan escaped her, pleased that he would get right to it. Tech’s touch inside her was dangerous, and if he kept that up, he’d have her screaming and moaning his name out for anyone to hear.
She didn’t care who heard.
Tech’s fingering was already delicious, but Sarah had a habit of always wanting more when it came to him, and she rut her hips towards him seeking more blissful friction. Tech understood her wordless request and bent down closer to her, and at last, he brushed his lips on Sarah’s pussy, exchanging between licking and kissing, making love to her sensitive flesh while his fingers continued their work inside her. With her body squirming and her figure pressed back towards the mattress, Sarah’s hands traveled up to her breasts and she massaged her hardened nipples, sending even more sensations down her body as she moaned out Tech’s name in a high, desperate pitch. Tech knew by the sound that she was close, and he didn’t relent. His fingers inside her were precise, and his lips on her clit were passionate. He could have her squirming within seconds.
And just as he’d predicted, in less than half a minute, Sarah whimpered helplessly at his antics. Her entire body quaked with each wave of raging pleasure that coursed through her body, and with her eyes rolling back, she lost all ability to form words in her mind. It was pleasure in its most vivid form, unhinged and making her sink further and further until there was no more knowledge or reason, and even with how much it had already lasted, Tech didn’t stop. He was determined, and with each second that passed, Sarah discovered a new level of her orgasm until at last she released between her legs, squirting warm and transparent all over herself.
“Oh… my… stars,” Sarah huffed at the realization of what Tech had just caused.
A satisfied chuckle escaped Tech, rumbling low in his chest. “I am not done, my dear.”
Tech grabbed Sarah’s knees and pushed them into her shoulders, positioning himself at her eye level, close enough that he could whisper to her.
“Unless of course, you need to rest,” he said as consideration flashed through his gaze.
“Oh, I’m fine,” Sarah replied, breathless in all her most genuine softness, smiling up at Tech. “You’re amazing, you know that?”
With a smirk, Tech leaned down to kiss Sarah, and she reached for his goggles and removed them once more, casting them carefully on the nightstand next to his helmet. Without breaking the kiss, Tech pushed himself down her walls, and due to her previous intense orgasm, Sarah was still all too sensitive, instantly squirming and moaning at his movements. With her knees pressed close to her chest and her calves hanging down Tech’s back, the angle of thrusting was nothing short of delicious, and Tech knew how to pace himself. Starting off slowly, then building up speed—and by then, it was obvious in more ways than one that Tech was a very good friend of speed.
Sarah dug her nails into Tech’s back as her back arched with another orgasm, and though Tech thought it impossible, the moans she graced him with hearing that second time around were far more delicious than the first.
“Fuck, keep doing that,” Tech whispered. “Keep making that sound for me…”
And Sarah obliged, her walls clenching at her own pride. She loved that Tech adored the noises she made, and riding out each and every wave of her own orgasm, she didn’t need to hold any of them back. Tech sped up, and the hammering of his skin against Sarah’s set a rhythm for the music of her moans to accompany. During his last moments of composure, Tech looked into Sarah’s eyes, fascinated by the glow of stars that her irises held, humbled by the fact that such an astonishing pair of eyes could be so amazed at his own brown eyes.
Regardless, it was true, and with that realization, Tech finally released inside her once more with a low grunt. Following that, Tech’s body fell limp over Sarah’s, and the pair panted heavily, both dazed, hot, and sweaty, clinging to one another and entwined, without an iota of intention of letting go.
Sarah never wanted to leave that room. If she could stay there with Tech, she would be happy. With her gaze glued to the ceiling, Sarah replayed the events that brought both of them to that bedroom, to the position they were currently held in, and she couldn’t help but smile as a quick aftershock ran through her body, letting her relax even more into the mattress.
“How did you get so good at that?” Sarah asked, breathless.
Tech chuckled and lifted himself just enough to press a kiss to Sarah’s temple. “I am quite the master of bringing theory to good practice.”
“You sure are,” Sarah said as she found the strength to shift her body sideways to face Tech, and she brushed her fingers up his forearm and his bicep. “Say, um… I’m kinda hungry again.”
Tech laughed and he let the pride go to his head, if only for a bit. After the mission they’d had, they both deserved some of that.
“Let me get dressed, I’ll fetch something and bring it back here,” Tech got up.
“Oh,” Sarah said. “Well that’s fine, but… if you bring food back here, I’m never gonna want to get out of here. I might even get creative with some of it.”
Tech chuckled and leaned in close to Sarah as he put his shirt over his upper body. “I encourage creativity.”
Sarah blushed and watched as Tech finished dressing himself, and just as he made his way to the door, he looked back at her.
“I’ll be sure to bring something I can lick off you, then,” Tech said, and with that, he was out the door.
Though Sarah was shocked at his final remark, it was not unwelcome, and she lay with her back on the bed, squealing as she hugged the pillow close to her, grinning like the enamored, dazed girl that she was.
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My friend thinks the way I draw Tech looks just like her boyfriend, so I did a redraw of a picture of him but with the way I draw Tech LOL! hope y’all like this silly piece
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mayday was the first to treat him like a human being in months. he was the first one to see him, after months of being completely alone. it also makes me incredibly soft and sad how, when mayday drags the heater towards crosshair, he literally gives him light.
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