Ok Feb 3 prompt for the OC Trope Challenge by @ocfairygodmother
Pairing: Kudra/Maul
Word Count: 643
Tags/Warnings: More fluff, master/apprentice relationship (they’re like the same age though), mentions of sex (this takes place right after they first boned on Mustafar lol), sappiness, OC is awkward after boning her Sith Master for the first time -_- once again don’t read if you don’t like fluff about Maul
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Kudra woke in her small bed sweating profusely. She pushed the covers off and felt a soreness she hadn’t felt in quite some time. Oh no. The memory flooded back to her, of making love to the Sith Lord on the temple floor last night.
Her eyes filled up with tears at how she had ruined the dynamic between them. What was she even thinking? She NEVER slept with people she worked with or for. Albeit, this was a different working relationship than she was used to, but it still felt like it was better left professional.
He was different though, she had to admit. Not only physically, I mean give me a break he’s the hottest person she’d ever seen in her life, but just everything about him mesmerized her. His smell, the sound of his voice, his mysteriousness, the crinkle of his nose, his fiery passion. Well, this wasn’t helping she realized. She shook her head in an attempt to break away from the lustful thoughts.
She shot out of bed and stripped down to take a shower. The water was hot, almost scalding, the way she liked it. It left her skin dry and itchy if she stood in there for too long, but at the moment it was bliss.
A knock at the door.
“Just a minute,” she yelled while jumping out of the shower, grabbed a towel, and rushed towards the door. No use in letting the Sith Lord wait. She wrapped the towel around herself and answered the door.
Maul was at the other end, of course, who else would it be on this deserted mine shaft. His eyes grew big as he stared down at her still dripping wet figure covered by the small white towel.
Her mind was elsewhere. Thinking about how to fix what happened last night. Somehow her being almost nude didn’t quite cross her mind as being unprofessional. She was so worried about making him wait, she didn’t even think about what she wasn’t wearing and that water was dripping off her.
“Yes, master?”
“I…” His eyes looked past her, not wanting to look anywhere inappropriate. She looked behind her to see what he was looking at and then looked down at herself, covered in a tiny sopping wet towel only.
“Oh my. KRIFF! I’m sorry. I’m… I wasn’t thinking… I didn’t want to make you wait.” She scrambled to find her robes to cover herself up and in the process revealing even more skin as she fumbled around.
The Dark Lord of the Sith looked around the room as she revealed nearly all of herself to him in an attempt to look, but not look. It wasn’t working. For either of them.
Kudra eventually found her robes to wrap fully around her body. The damage had been done and both of them were quite embarrassed even if some may not like to admit it more than others.
“I just wanted to make sure you were ok, after last night…” Maul trailed off uncharacteristically.
“Yeah. I wanted to talk to you about that too.” Kudra looked down, too ashamed to look into his glowing amber eyes. “I should not have done that. I-I- I’m sorry.” She gulped down a mere fraction of her shame.
“Oh.” He reached out to her with a gloved hand, holding her at the waist. “And why shouldn’t you have?”
“You’re...you know… my Sith Master. We should keep things professional. We have to work together and it’s ...I complicated things by doing that. And yes I realize you could have turned me down if it really bothered you, but I ... I shouldn’t have even put us in that-”
The hand not holding her waist reached up to place a gloved finger at her lips to shush her.
