Notes: Natjana talks with Acina over wine. // stuff from wip folder part 3; ooh, I had such big plans for this one. they were going to drink, then smooch and shag afterwards. but, sadly, Nat said no lol. will probably visit this one later on too, as I want to write something smutty between these two.
“Did I already say that it’s so wonderful you decided to come pay me a visit again?” Acina asked. She flexed herself on the couch, where she had sunk after the seventh glass of wine. “It’s not every day you get a summon from your Empress,” Natjana murmured. She was feeling rather buzzed too, and was currently experiencing pleasant humming in her body, when she watched Acina stretch again.
“Ah, yes. I prefer to think of us as equals, since you’re the Alliance Commander, after all,” Acina said, craning her neck to see Natjana. “If it wasn’t for this whole Zakuul business, I would have come straight to here,” the sith assured, which made Acina laugh. It was bright and had an enjoyable tune to it.
“Well, once all this is over, I would be happy to welcome you back, Wrath,” Acina said smiling. She put her glass on her lips again but noticed that it was empty. “Think that was our last one,” Natjana said, pointing at the few empty bottles that lay haphazardly on the coffee table. However, Acina snorted, reaching for her comm.
“You think that the Empire, my Empire, doesn’t have any more wine?”
A couple of minutes later, Lorman appeared, carrying six full bottles of alcohol. Natjana blinked, staring at him. The man was still wearing the shock collar, but he had lost most of his clothing, and he looked oddly… happy about it.
“Isn’t he just adorable,” Acina purred while taking the bottle Lorman gave to her. “Ah, I guess so,” Natjana said, taking her own bottle. “Can I get you anything else, Empress?” Lorman asked, dragging out the title, which made Natjana feel even more strange. “No, that is all. I will summon you again, if I need something from you.”
“Very well, Mistress. I eagerly wait for the time you need me again,” Lorman said, and bowed deeply to both of them. Natjana felt hollow when he left. “I can call him back if you want,” Acina’s words made the sith freeze. She shook her head quickly, and took a better position on the armchair, straightening her back.
“No, I don’t want him. He just reminded me of someone else,” she said quietly. “Someone important?” Acina asked, raising herself from the couch too, unreadable expression on her face. Natjana hummed, and waved her hand. “I… I don’t wish to discuss this,” she said, and suddenly rose up, putting the unopened bottle on the table. “I’m going to retire for the night. Thank you for inviting me here again.”
