#nicolen

[rarepair-safeplace]

Random rarepair of the day

4-29-2026 > genshin impact

[doresencute]

[straydogmiaow]

藤田ニコル♪

[empire-at-war]

A late Sithmas gift

for amirattus​

content warning: master/slave relationship, no explicit violence or anything of the sort, but lots of emotional manipulation and consent issues (in later parts)

part1/3: slave

***

"What do you say, my Lord. Isn't she a beauty?" Her master, the old bastard, bowed deeper than Nicolen would have thought possible.

The Sith came closer, dark robes swirling around him, red eyes glowing in the dimly lit room. Nico tried not to move or draw attention to herself. She couldn't quite point her finger at it, but there was something dark and forbidding about him. Despite wearing her dancer outfit she felt naked in his presence. As if he saw right through her defiant scowl and knew what she was thinking. Could Sith do that?

"Just say the word and she is yours." Her master urged his guest again.

Nicolen's instinct told her that she didn't want to go with the Sith. A few minutes ago she had been determined to be free of her master, but now she was no longer sure if that was what she wanted.

He was just a man, she told herself, Sith or not. And she recognized the desire in his eyes, no matter how unsettling they seemed at first glance. She knew that look, she'd seen it often enough.... but there was something else, something that frightened her.

Nicolen shivered.

"She is intriguing, I give you that." It was the first time he spoke, his voice soft and oddly pleasant. Without asking for permission he reached up to her face, cupping her cheek, stroking over her scars with a featherlight touch. "But what about her face?"

"M-my Lord?"

"Most people would be worried I'd take offense. They wouldn't dare offer me a ... damaged gift."

For the first time Nico felt hope stir in her breast, even if the comment made her fume. Who would have thought that her scars would save her one day? She was even more proud of them today than she usually was.

"My sincerest apologies, my Lord. Unfortunately, she was already damaged when I purchased her. A pity, really."

Liar, Nico thought, throwing her master a hateful look, but she managed to stay silent.

The Sith kept studying her, calmly. That was not what she had expected. Weren't Sith supposed to be more violent? Nicolen tried not to think of the horror stories she'd heard from the other slaves. Sith parties. Horrifying games. A girl who never talked again after the Sith were done with her...

"I can guarantee that you won't find another dancer like her in this system or the next, my Lord, but if you think my gift isn't worthy of you, of course I will find another..."

The Sith silenced her master with a wave of his hand. The most unsettling thing so far was the way his lips curved when he studied her and let his gaze drop down to her clenched fists. Nico knew he could sense her fear.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he frowned and stepped back. Seemed like he had made a decision. "Yes, please do that. I don't like broken toys."

His voice was so arrogant, so full of contempt. Nicolen didn't know what possessed her to take a deep breath and.... spit right in his face.

She could hear the horrified gasp of her master in the background, but in that moment she was blinded by hate and anger. She was NOT broken. She was still fighting, still strong, and one day she would be free again. She wasn't going to stay a slave forever. "Go to hell!" she snarled.

The Sith wiped his face with the edge of his sleeve.

Nicolen was no longer afraid of him.

That's what she thought.

Until she saw that he wasn't angry. He was smiling.

“Excellent. I'll take her.”

[kaosstar]

Nico whispers to Zim: “You’re gonna be smuggled as my special cargo tonight~”

— amirattus​

Ziminder smiled and wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her even closer so he could feel her soft curves as they firmly pressed against him. He really hoped what she just had whispered in his ear meant what he thought it meant. "Special cargo gets special treatment, right?" he asked, grinning suggestively at her.

[empire-at-war]

Dancing party guests in varying stages of undress and intoxication.

Zo was a bit shy, but Thav made up for it later. Nicolen cheated at strip poker. Khorin had no luck with the dice and was dared to give a little strip tease show (much to Vic's delight). A nameless partycrashing Sith stole all the umbrellas. And we learned that Sith can't make ALL of their body parts glow (thanks for trying, Guvin).

[kaosstar]

Nico: “So, Zim… I want to know did you already figure it out I keep cheating in our card games? Do you have an idea how much you’ve lost?”

- amirattus

”I knew it! I knew you were cheating! No one has that kind of luck! No one!” Ziminder exclaims laughing. ”Kriff, Nico! I want a rematch. Double or nothing? No wait, I won't remember this? Kriff.” He smiles widely.

”I've probably lost around 300 k to you, you cheater. And my best pair of pants!”

[lhunuial]

"We could always just make out?" from Nicolen to a character of your choosing. ^^

Sent by amirattus.

Viho made himself comfortable as he sat down upon one of the shipping crates in the cargo bay. He could hardly believe the words coming from the Twi'lek's mouth. This was unexpected. The half Mirialan, half Rattataki boy tilted his head slightly and looked at the captain suggestively. “I thought you said you wouldn't sleep with me when you took me on board. That it would disturb the teacher-apprentice relationship.”

He winked teasingly at Nicolen. Whatever she would consent to, he would go along with it. She could teach him much, he was certain of that.