#shidohro

[empire-at-war]

KINKTOBER DAY 24

kink of the day: Three or Moresome

additional kinks/warnings: sex party, exhibitionism & voyeurism, recreational drug use, aphrodisiacs

characters: Sith!Silvass and many, many other characters (@lhunuial, @kaosstar, @starrealis, @askshivanulegacy)

A/N: Some self indulgent fun with Sith!AU Silvass, who gets to enjoy the company of many different people at one of Shidohro's famous sex parties. Have fun finding all the cameos and easter eggs in this rather lengthy piece.

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Silvass wiped his mouth and pressed a quick kiss on the inside of Shidohro's thighs, stroking her long legs until she was completely relaxed. He was in no hurry to get up, he didn't mind kneeling for her.

“Hm, you look so good like this,” he murmured against her soft skin, looking up at her satisfied smile. “Your beauty is beyond compare.” Shidohro cupped his face in her hands, pulled him up for a deep kiss, tasting herself on his lips. “You're such a flatterer.”

She finally released him, let her eyes travel over his scantily clad body as he stood in front of her, clearly conflicted about whether she should let him go. “I'm glad you made it though. I always look forward to welcoming you at my parties.”

“I'm honored by your invitation, as always.” He bowed and winked at her, ignoring the looks he got from the Zabrak and the Zeltron sitting on either side of her. Einan was more controlled, his dislike hidden by a polite smile. Drax on the other hand... if looks could kill, Silvass would probably be dead by now. He grinned at them as he took his leave, promising Shidohro that he would come by later during the party. After that he wandered around a bit, taking a drink from one of the servants, admiring his sculpted chest and extensive piercings. He didn't bother tying his silk robe in the front as sipped from the spiced wine and let his eyes roam over the party, which was in full swing by now. A handsome Sith walked by with a human on a leash, and Silvass found himself staring at the young man's flushed face and the red marks on his ass.

The best thing about Shidohro's famous parties wasn't the food or the wine or the decorations, no, it was her guests. Invitations were highly coveted among Dromund Kaas' high society, but Shidohro always hand picked the chosen ones. And Shidohro had a great and very exclusive taste in all things that mattered.

Silvass recognized many familiar faces in the crowd. Lord Vowrawn was the guest of honor, drawing most of the attention tonight. Of course Mala was here too, either in her position as head of Shidohro's security or to enjoy her day off. Their eyes met briefly, before she flashed him a smile and left with a tall stranger.

Before he could decide where to go next, someone approached him from behind. Small hands, sharp nails, he immediately knew who he was dealing with, even though he had never bothered to learn her name. Shidohro's youngest apprentice was such a feral little creature. Insatiable, irritable, and never patient enough to wait for her turn. The small Zabrak grabbed his hair and pulled his head down for a ferocious kiss, almost making him spill his drink. She growled and bit his lips when he pushed her against a wall. “Nice to meet you too.” He chuckled at her attempts to get him to fuck her. There was something endearing about the way she demanded his attention, the way she wrapped one leg around his waist, squirming to get his half-hard cock inside of her. Silvass vividly remembered the last time he'd fucked her, how loud she had been and how many times she had come on his cock, clawing at his back in ecstasy. She was always too demanding for her station, but stars, did she love being put in her place. So he obliged her, fucked her against the wall until her eyes rolled back in her skull and she cried out, a quick and satisfying encounter to start this evening off.

He barely had time to clean himself up before he saw another familiar face in the crowd, one he hadn't seen in a long time. Zesira was breathtakingly beautiful, many said even more so than her sister, a fact she loved to be reminded of. At the same time, she was nothing like Naya.

As soon as she recognized him, a grin lit up her beautiful face. Silvass followed her into one of the private rooms, where she made herself comfortable in the middle of a huge bed, relaxing in a nest of embroidered cushions, surrounded by her admirers. Her lingerie wasn't designed to cover but instead to show off the best features of her body. Silvass recognized a few of her companions, but not the man who came up behind her, kissed her shoulder. A Mirialan like herself. Big, strong, serious. Very pretty in an angry sort of way.

“Silvass! I had hoped to see you today,” Zesira purred as he sat down next to her. “Would you like to join us for a bit?” She ran her hand down his chest, chuckling when she reached his soft cock. “I'd love nothing more.” He traced the lace of her bra with the tip of his finger, regretting now that he had just finished inside of Shidohro's overeager apprentice. But if he knew anything about Zesira, it was that she was very patient, the complete opposite of the Zabrak girl. Remembering a few of the things they had done together made him smirk. “I'm sure I can be of assistance until I have... fully recovered.” “I might be able to help you with that.” Naya's sister laughed softly and leaned closer to kiss him, wrapping her arms around him. Her lips were sweeter than the sweetest wine, and as they moved against his he immediately recognized the taste. A powerful aphrodisiac commonly referred to as “red mist.” Silvass knew its effects well. Zesira parted her lips, moaned into his mouth, coaxing his tongue into her mouth. As soon as he followed her lead the cloying taste got even stronger, overwhelming his senses. The drug was potent and didn't take long to work. By the time their kiss ended, his heart was beating faster and his cock was harder than it had been all evening, throbbing and burning to be touched. “Hm, that's a promising start,” she laughed and laid back on her cushions, spreading her legs shamelessly for him. He was inside of her in a heartbeat, moaning at the delicious sensations, all of them enhanced and intensified by the drug. Her skin was so soft, her cunt so wet and tight, he felt like he could get lost in her flesh at any moment. He couldn't talk, but he loved the way she kept urging him on, despite there being no need for it. He fucked her with deep, long thrusts, squeezed her perfect breasts and showered her with kisses until she shivered and cried out. As if her moans were a signal, a few of her admirers joined them on the bed, touching her and worshiping her like she deserved. A blue skinned Twi'lek lavished her breasts with kisses, a young man came up behind her to kiss her neck. Several others joined them, their hands all over them. Others were pleasuring themselves, some of them so ecstatically that Silvass had to slow down and watch. There was a pureblood woman with dark purple skin right next to him, and she was pleasuring herself in a way that was so wildly sensual he couldn't look away.

A young man with a flushed face kissed him on the lips, and he could taste traces of the same substance there, distracting him for a moment. Long enough that he didn't notice the slick and slippery cock pressing against his ass. Only when the blunt head pierced him did he fully grasp what was happening. The blonde Mirialan, Zesira's new lover he reminded himself, pushed all the way in, not particularly gentle but with surprising urgency, his breath hot on Silvass' shoulder. Silvass saw the smirk on Zesira's treacherous lips, and he didn't begrudge her her little games. Not when they got him fucked by such a delicious, fat cock. He groaned and thrust back against the man, then forward into Zesira's heat. Stars, yes. This was exactly why he loved Shidohro's parties so much.

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KINKTOBER DAY 20

kinks of the day: edgeplay + double penetration in two holes

additional kinks/warnings: d/s, obedience, threesome

characters: my Drax, @lhunuial's Shidohro and @kaosstar's Einan

A/N: I managed to fill two prompts today, go me! Even if this is mostly edging and very little DP. Direct sequel to kinktober day 8.

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“Come here.” Drax joined them on the bed and positioned himself on his back, just where Shidohro wanted him, quietly obedient as always. He tried not to look at Einan, who was stroking the last bit of cum from his spent cock, and focused instead on his master, who was looking at him with her impenetrable red eyes. “You have done well,” she purred, reaching out to touch his cheek, her long fingers trailing down his jaw. He shivered and leaned into her touch, which seemed to delight her. “I think you've more than earned your reward.” Drax tried to keep his excitement under control, but his sorely neglected cock twitched at her praise. Like a well trained dog, he thought with some mortification, but having her hands on him quickly banished that thought from his mind. Before he could as much as say a word, Shidohro smirked and he suddenly had a bad feeling about this. “Einan. Be a dear and remind him of what you can do with your mouth.”

Drax felt the breath leaving his lungs in a shocked gasp. That wasn't the reward he had been hoping for, and she knew it, watched him with great amusement, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth. Apparently she wasn't done teasing him for tonight. Einan on the other hand didn't have to be told twice. The bastard had the gall to wink at Shidohro before he eyed his prize with a hungry look on his face. "I'll make sure he doesn't forget this time.” He eagerly wrapped his mouth around Drax's cock, taking all of and taking it deep like the Zeltron whore he was. Then he began to bop his head up and down, making the most obscene sounds as he swallowed around his cock.

Drax knew that protesting was useless, but he could still hate every second of this. He ground his teeth and tried to ignore the quickly growing pleasure. If only Einan wasn't so good at sucking cock. So damn good. Shidohro hadn't told him to stay still, so he grabbed the Zeltron's long hair and thrust deeply into his throat, not getting the cough he had hoped for, only a moan that vibrated all the way down to his balls. Fuck. He soon realized that hadn't been his best idea. After all the teasing he had endured earlier, he wasn't going to last much longer.

As if she sensed it, Shidohro leaned closer to trail her fingers over his tense stomach, along the lines of his tattoos. “Don't let him come, Einan.”

Einan obediently slowed the movement of his head, but hidden from her view, his tongue was still busy, rubbing over the sensitive head, driving Drax insane. The bastard knew just how to torture him. Drax cursed him in his head and held his breath, determined not to give him the satisfaction of moaning out loud. “Not yet, Adraxas.”

The torment continued for a while, and Drax tried to focus on Shidohro instead of the Zeltron suckling on his cock. Which didn't help at all. He noticed the way she squeezed her breasts and parted her lips as she watched them, clearly affected by the show. Finally she told Einan to stop, petting his long hair as he pulled back. Drax wasn't sure the sound he made was one of relief or protest anymore, as his cock was suddenly out in the cool air, swinging freely. For once Shidohro didn't make him wait. Thank the force she didn't. She immediately straddled him and took him inside of her, leaning down to kiss him passionately. Stars, he loved how perfectly she fit around him. If Einan's mouth had been amazing... being inside of his master was perfection. She began moving on top of him, and for a moment Drax thought he was done for. There was no way he was going to last much longer.

“Not yet. Stay still.”

He was weirdly grateful that Shidohro made it an order. He let out a shaky breath he hadn't known he was holding, counting the rolling motions of her hips in his head, losing track once she kissed him deeply, and still she rode him, faster and faster, ignoring his painful need. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of torment, she turned around to whisper something to Einan. Drax had almost forgotten the Zeltron was there too, until he felt a hand brushing against the base of his cock, followed by something softer, more slippery, and then there was only intense pressure and, fuck....

The sudden realization what Einan was doing made him moan out loud after all. Shidohro shook, her face a mask of concentration, her body taut and on the brink of exploding into pleasure. Her mouth fell open in the sweetest moan he had ever heard, and not even the sound of hearing Einan comment on how tight she was could ruin the moment. “Now,” she finally moaned and he snapped his hips up, thrusting into her impossibly tight heat, feeling the relief and pleasure surge through him, together with the terrible realization that he wasn't going to last. He caught Einan's grin and realized that he knew. One look at at Shidohro's pleasure filled face told him that she did too. But she wasn't cruel, no. She loved him. And that thought was even sweeter than her next words.

“You have done well, Adraxas. You may come now.”

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Kissing prompts 01

for @starrealis and @kaosstar

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DRAX and EINAN (@kaosstar) – forced kiss

“Kiss him.”

Two simple words. A simple task. He had fought for her, even killed at her command. She had made him kneel and fall in love with no more than a few words from her lips. So why did he hesitate? He never hesitated when his master gave an order.

Drax took a deep breath and forced himself to lean forward, grab the Jedi's chin and turn his face towards him. The kiss was just a brush of lips against lips, barely worth being called a kiss. It lasted only a for few seconds, but the Jedi's lips were surprisingly soft, and Drax realized that he had closed his eyes and was holding his breath.

“That was not what I meant and you know it.”

There was no need to look at his master. He heard the disappointment in her voice as clearly as he felt his own, conflicting emotions. He hated disappointing his master, but he hated more how much he wanted to go for another kiss.

Drax opened his eyes and growled at Einan, as if it was somehow all his fault.

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VAR'LIN and SHELLY (@starrealis) – passionate kiss

She was growing more and more frustrated with him. He could sense it, but he didn't stop. He kept going, long past the point where he had intended to stop. Perhaps he was being needlessly cruel, but he loved the way she was slowly losing control, the way her shoulders trembled and her hands clenched into fists. Her anger was as beautiful as it was dangerous.

She finally snapped, optics blazing with bright light as she twisted to catch his throat in her hand and squeezed hard, pulling him down for a violent kiss, moaning into his mouth.

He couldn't help it, he just melted into the kiss. He loved it when she displayed such open aggression, it was part of what had attracted him to her in the first place. It was extremely gratifying to get such a strong reaction out of her, but he didn't have the capacity to process that thought for much longer as her lips devoured his and her legs wrapped around him.

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Part of him had always known it, deep down. That she would be the one to kill him. The force had been telling him, had whispered to him since the moment he had first seen her. Fate, the will of the force, whatever you wanted to call it... perhaps it was madness too. The strength of his emotions when he looked at her certainly suggested as much.

There was another part of him that still couldn't believe he had lost to her. Not even now, kneeling at her feet, waiting for her to say some final words before she ended his life.

"Are you expecting to die, Adraxas?" Shidohro tilted her head slightly, her red eyes studying him. She was teasing him. Making fun of him before she would bring her lightsaber down to kill him. He scowled. "Well, you aren't going to just let me walk away, are you?" It wasn't a question. He tore his gaze from her face and stared at the floor, oddly calm. "Just go ahead with it then."

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February Day 7

(alternative) prompt: black eye

character(s): Drax and Einan (@kaosstar)

A/N: this is long before they admitted their feelings for each other, obviously

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When he saw the opening in his opponent's defense, Drax reacted without thinking. There was no time to think. He brought his staff down with a swift lunge, waiting for Einan to raise his weapon in a block before twisting around in the last second, aiming straight for the Jedi's head. It all happened so fast, he acted mostly on instinct.

For a moment Drax felt the warm glow of satisfaction as the blunt end of his staff connected with Einan's face. For a moment he actually felt like he had won.

The Zeltron went down to his knees, clutching his pretty face, and Drax's satisfaction was short lived as he realized that this wasn't a victory at all. He looked up to see Shidohro frown, amusement disappearing from her face. She left the balcony from which she had been watching them and he knew she would probably scold him later later. She really didn't like it when her toys got damaged...

Drax swallowed a growl as servants ran to fetch some ice. He'd been played like a fool. Einan would have made a fine Sith, he realized not for the first time.

He walked over to where a bunch of other member of the household had gathered around his rival, fussing over him. He couldn't even see Einan's face, but he just knew the Jedi was wearing a theatrical, suffering expression. He just loved being dramatic, didn't he?

As always, when he got close enough he felt compelled by the Zeltron's… particular charms. There was a part of him that immediately wanted to comfort Einan, wanted to step closer and.... oh, how he hated those damn pheromones!

Einan was openly smirking when he saw him apprach, gingerly touching the bruise on his cheek and the redness around his eye. At least Drax had the satisfaction of knowing that he had given the Jedi a black eye that would probably grace his face for a few days. He was looking forward to seeing it every day.

“You almost broke my nose, you fiend,” Einan said in mock exasperation, twitching as he touched his swollen face. “Look at my eye.”

“It looks good on you,” Drax almost said.

“Accidents happen.” He shrugged.

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Shidohro and Drax

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Oh, the first time....

That must have been right after she defeated him in battle and he pledged his life to her. I'm sure he had a few cuts and bruises, but his ego was probably more bruised than his body.

He was on his knees, and Shidohro pulled him up, grabbed his chin and sealed their deal with a passionate kiss. I think that was the moment when he realized that he was madly in love with her. Up until that point his ego had sort of been in the way.

What do you think? What was going through her head?

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lips

Ah well, you get the whole thing, i'll nerver finish this anyway:

“I'm just saying it would be a bit much, even for you, my dear.” Shidohro laughed that sultry laugh of hers as she stirred her drink, giving him an appraising look.

“You don't think I am up for the challenge?” Silvass pretended to be hurt by her words, putting his hand over his heart, but his lips never stopped smiling.

“Oh I don't doubt your skills, or your stamina,” she explained, “but you don't know my apprentices as well as I do and, believe me, they can be quite the handful.”

“Then you have nothing to lose if we settle this with a little bet, do you?” He leaned closer to her, his face suddenly serious. “Just a little bet between friends.”

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Happy Birthday!

a little gift for @lhunuial on this special day :)

featuring our Chiss Sith Shidohro and Silvass (AU):

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“You say Lord Silvass is here? And he wants to speak to me in private?” The servant nodded and bowed his head as several of her guests pretended not to eavesdrop.

“Alright then,” Shidohro chuckled and waved the servant off. “I guess I have a few minutes for an old friend.” That was so typical for Silvass. Not only would he make her leave her own birthday party to talk to him, of course he would also made sure that everybody noticed. She knew him well enough to be amused by the theatrics, as well as excited for the no doubt very “intimate” gift he was going to present to her.

Her steps were slow and measured as she reached her private quarters, but her heartbeat was a little faster as she imagined what exactly would be waiting for her. As she entered her rooms, her friend rose to greet her. He was dressed very elegantly, but she couldn't stop the pang of disappointment that he was dressed at all.

“I apologize for calling you away from your party,” he smiled mischievously, devouring her with his gaze. What in the Emperor's name had he planned?

She could sense his excitement and arousal quite clearly, and it matched her own state of emotions. How could she not remember his gift from last year, when he had pleasured her so expertly that she had been late for her own celebration? She licked her lips, noticing for the first time that he held something in his hand.

“I understand that you have a gift for me?” She allowed her hunger to show in her voice.

His smile widened, but he did not reply. He only came closer, offering her the object he held in his hand. It was a leash, beautifully crafted, a pretty trinket, but not really what she had expected.... it took her a few moments before she realized that the leash was still attached to the collar her friend wore around his blue throat.

She gasped as she realized what he was offering, unable to believe at first.

“Happy birthday, my dear,” he murmured into her ear, before going down to his knee in front of her.