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Sleeping With The Enemy	By : Jarkota Category: +S through Z > Star Wars Rebels Views: 45708 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Star Wars: Rebels
Sleeping With The Enemy

Chapter Three:
Three's Company
by
Jarkota

Author's Note:
This is probably what you've all been waiting for - the confrontation between Ezra and Sabine. But it comes with a warning: some of this may be uncomfortable to read. I wasn't entirely comfortable writing it, but without going into too much detail it's necessary to support the story. I'll understand if it detracts from your enjoyment. But enough stalling.
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Sabine stepped out of Maketh's speeder in the market square. It was well after dark - the stalls had long since closed up - but it wasn't as if she needed any more clothes. Her blouse and skirt were in a bag slung over her shoulder and she was wearing another gift from Maketh's old wardrobe. It was a one-piece spaghetti-strap black dress with no back and was cut below the waist, thus showing off the top few centimeters of her tight, shapely posterior. The skirt portion, such as it was, came down only three inches from her crotch, and the ensemble was completed by the starbird pendant, a pair of black teardrop earrings and a pair of toeless high heels that added about three inches to her height. She smiled as she remembered the pampering she had received at the Minister's mansion. The fantastic sex aside, the highlight of the evening was when Maketh had taken her to her own private bath house, where a trio of servant girls were waiting.
They washed the dirt and sweat off of the two women, applied sweet-smelling lotions and perfumes to their skin, gave them a manicure and pedicure and painted their nails; Maketh had gone for a subdued peach color, while Sabine selected a bright, passionate red. Eye shadow and rouge followed, capping off with a succulent red lipstick the same shade as her nails. And when Maketh showed her the outfit and laid out her plan, Sabine was ecstatic.
"It's easy to see, love. You're taken with this Ezra." The older woman had said. "Now before you say anything, I don't mind. I'm not the jealous type and we can't always see each other, so if you can get off with him, the better for the both of you. Now, this outfit should do the trick. You'll catch his eye with it for sure, and when you have his attention, you begin talking. Tell him the truth about everything that happened, and that you and your friends are in no danger from me." She had slipped a datacard into Sabine's credit purse. "That contains enough information for two or three good raids on dry goods supply convoys that will come into the capital city and 'disappear' before they can reach the distribution centers and I'd rather you have them than the black market. Show him that, and it should allay most of his fears. When he's calmed down, then you begin moving in."
"Oh...I don't know if I can do that....I'd be too nervous." Sabine replied.
Maketh shook her head. "No, no, no! You must be more confident! You are a Mandalorian - one of the fiercest, most respected warriors in the galaxy. You do not wait for what you want to walk by and choose you. You hunt it down. You engage it in combat, never backing down, never surrendering and never showing any mercy. You reach out and take what you want; conquer it. Make it yours by whatever means necessary." The older woman had smirked. "And then we can proceed to 'Phase Two'." And so, filled with a new confidence, Sabine had left her lover and headed for the Ghost.
She never expected she wouldn't make it.
As she passed a stall that sold bedclothes by day, a dark form slipped out of an alleyway, clamped a moist cloth over her mouth and nose and pulled her into the shadows. A blindfold was placed over her eyes and the last thing she remembered was the feeling of her arms behind bound behind her.
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Outside the city, in his quarters on the Ghost, Kanan sat cross-legged on the floor, his eyes closed in meditation. "I sense a disturbance in the Force...." he said aloud.
"You always sense a disturbance in the Force," Hera said from behind him. "Come back to bed."
Kanan turned to look at the nude Twi'lek on his bed, only half-covered by the tangled sheets. "This is different. I'm sensing the Dark Side. An aura just as powerful as the Inquisitor's."
"It's probably him, then. We figured he wouldn't leave Lothal until he found you, didn't we?"
"Yes, but...."
"Kanan Jarrus, it's not often we have this time to ourselves. Sabine is probably just out painting graffiti on the recruiting office again. And Ezra's watching her, whether she knows it or not, so there's nothing to worry about. Now, if you don't come back to this bed and ravish me, I'm going to get very cross with you."
Kanan sighed and stood up, Hera leering at the sight of his unclothed form. "I'm worried about Ezra, too. He's been pretty angry lately, and it's clouding his judgment. I can't even reach him in the Force like I usually can."
"He sees Sabine as his best friend, and she's keeping secrets from him. Of course he's going to be angry. I know you're concerned about him but you can't solve all of his problems for him. This is something the two of them are going to have to work out on their own. Now...come. To. Bed."
The Jedi sighed again and climbed into the bed with his lover. Hera sighed as she felt him enter her. It really has been too long.... she thought.
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Sabine woke up some time later, the blindfold still on her, but even though her drug-induced haze she could tell she was naked and strapped to a bed. I have got to stop waking up drugged in strange beds.... she decided. She struggled against her bonds to no avail, and when she tried to scream a hand was placed over her mouth.
"Well, well, well. Look who's awake." A familiar-yet-unfamiliar voice said. "You should have seen yourself, prancing down the middle of the street dressed like a common whore. Not that you're any better than one now."
Sabine's pulse quickened. "Ezra?" she asked around the muffling hand.
"Got it in one," the boy said, removing his hand and her blindfold. When he did, she saw that he had taken her to his old house in the more run-down portion of the city. "Now, can you guess why you're here?"
She tugged at the ropes. "Given my lack of clothes, I can imagine." Then, "Hey - where are my clothes?"
"They're here," he said, opening a small trunk. "But you're not going to be needing them for a while." He sat down on the trunk's lid and tugged off his boots and gloves, then pulled his tunic over his head. "You see, I saw something very interesting today. I saw this girl - looked a lot like you - get into this landspeeder and take off for the countryside. And oh, can you imagine my surprise when I see them go into a mansion? Now, I was pretty far away, but I could still feel things through the Force. And once, just once, I was able to see something." He walked over to her, grasping her chin in his hand. "And what was it I saw, you ask? Minister Maketh!" Faster than she could follow with her eye, his hand let go of her chin and struck her across the cheek.
The angry red welt stood out brighter than any rouge could have against her cheek, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Wait, Ezra....listen...you don't understand."
"Oh, I understand plenty! You decided to sell us out! You went and made yourself the Minister's little plaything. What was it, Sabine? What did she promise you? Fame? Credits? Power? What was worth betraying your friends for???" He smacked her again, this time a backhand across the other cheek. She tasted blood as the delicate skin of her mouth scraped against her teeth.
"Ezra...I can see you're angry. But it doesn't have to be this way. She wants to help us. She..."
"SHUT UP!" he yelled, drawing his fist back. He held it there for what seemed like an eternity, then let it drop. "Just....just shut up. I'm tired of your lies. I'm tired of your secrets. And I'm tired of you not giving a damn about how I feel!" He pressed his lips against hers violently. "But that's not going to matter in a few minutes." He undid the buckle on his trousers and dropped them to the floor, revealing his body to her in the dim light.
"B-but I do care, Ezra! I wanted to apologize to you after I ran off, but you wouldn't talk to me, and that hurt. I should probably be angry that you followed me today, but it shows me that you do care. And I never betrayed you or anyone else. Maketh...she's a friend. More than a friend. I think she could be our ally, if we do this right."
"I told you to shut up!" this was punctuated by a sharp tug on both of her nipples, which hardened at the contact. "Pathetic...you're getting turned on by this. You really are a shameless little slut. Well, at least you'll be good for one thing." He climbed onto the bed and got between her legs.
Sabine's eyes went wide. She should be fighting harder, should be screaming for help, but she wanted this....didn't she? It was true...despite what she had with Maketh, she could not deny she also felt attracted to the young Jedi who had captured her. But did she want it here, in this time, this place, and this way?
A small part of her - the truly, deeply honest part - knew the answer.
Yes, she silently told herself as he shoved his entire length into her virgin canal.
He grunted loudly as her warm, wet tightness enveloped him. She screamed in pain as she was filled well beyond anything her fingers could have ever accomplished. Had it not been for the ropes holding her down, she would likely have leaped away from the bed and Ezra on pure adrenaline.
His thrusts were wild, uncontrolled and animal-like. He was not simply having sex with her, nor was he making love to her as Maketh had done. This was nothing more than violent mating; more an act of control and domination than of sexual pleasure. The pain was excruciating as he plunged in and out, in and out, like a novice pilot trying to line a landspeeder up perfectly with a parking spot.
And she was loving every minute of it.
She had been the hunter, but quickly become the hunted. The tables had been turned on her in a way she never expected, but was definitely not going to complain about it.
Sabine's eyes poured out tears freely and without restraint; her body was wracked with sobs and gasps for breath. For Ezra, all he saw was a girl in pain, being tortured in a way that brought exquisite pleasure to him. So clouded was his mind with anger that he could no longer tap into the Force. If he could, a very different story would be playing out before him.
Yes, she thought. This is what I needed. This is what I always wanted him to do. Maketh was wrong....I'm not the conqueror. He is. It's true she stole my heart, but it was no longer mine to give anyway. I had given it to Ezra so long ago, without even realizing it. She screamed as he bent his head down and bit her right nipple hard. Her muscles clamped around him in rapid spasms, eager for release. And when he took a wooden ruler in hand and smacked her other breast, the dam broke.
"EEEEZZZRRRAAAAAA!" she screamed his name as her orgasm overtook her, clamping down on him so hard he could no longer move as her body tried to milk him for his life-giving seed.
As she came down from her high, a giant smile on her face, Ezra's gaze narrowed. "You...you're enjoying this??? Is this what you wanted all along? To be taken? Used? Abused? Treated like my own personal bitch?" His eyes began to turn a sickly-looking yellow. "Well, then, if you want to be treated like a bitch, you'd better start acting like one!" He untied the ropes from the corners of the bed, then tossed her to the floor on her stomach. He pulled her backside up and forced himself into her again, eliciting a moan from the Mando girl. He brought his hand up to smack her ass for her insolence....and that is when he saw it.
In bright blue lettering - the same shade, he would later note, as his lightsaber blade - were the words "PROPERTY OF EZRA BRIDGER", with pink and purple hearts surrounding the words.
Any other time, this would have gotten a more positive reaction from Ezra - or, at the very least, an entertainingly humorous one. But on this night, after what he had seen, after what she had done....all it did was push him over the edge he had been teetering on all day. "You think this is some kind of game? Did your little friend the Minister draw that on you? Or was it some other Imperial bitch that you went rutting with?" He brought his hand down, hard, on the cheek, leaving a bright handprint over the words. "Answer me!"
"Maketh....the first night she and I met.....I told her to do it....she...she knows how much you mean to me..."
His response was to smack her again. "Don't lie to me! If you cared anything about me you wouldn't have turned yourself into a whore for the Empire! She stands for everything we hate, Sabine, and so help me I'm not letting you go until you realize that!!!"
The more he yelled at her, the more he made her into his personal plaything, the warmer the feelings in her loins and chest grew. And Maketh thought she was a masochist.....he's going to use me until he's spent, make me into nothing more than a warm hole to use as he likes.....just like a Mando'ade should. Uncaring what he would think, she propped herself up on her hands and knees and began thrusting back in time with his movements.
"Looks like beating you only makes you enjoy this more. Pitiful. Some proud Mandalorian warrior you are."
"It's just...too good..." she replied, out of breath.
Ezra gripped her by her short hair and yanked her head back. "No - you don't get to speak anymore! You're not even a human at this point, so stop acting like one! Just take it like the bitch in heat you are!"
Until the day she died, Sabine would never quite understand why she decided to start barking. But it made Ezra furious, and he reached behind him to retrieve his belt from the floor. He fastened it around her neck like a collar and wrapped the loose end around his hand. Every noise she made, every attempt to draw him in closer, was met with a sharp tug and then a smack on her already-swollen backside for good measure.
Sabine just couldn't take it anymore. She began panting and moaning loudly, her body trembling as the familiar sensation of an orgasm built up within her. Ezra noticed this, as well, and used the opportunity to vent at her again.
"I have never met such a shameless slut in my life! I've known slave girls who had more dignity and pride than you do right now, Sabine. I guess that's all you ever were - a slave-in-waiting, just eager for her master to come and claim her." He yanked the improvised leash away, revealing marks pressed into the skin from the rough leather and thick metal. "But you know what they say - careful what you wish for!" He leaned over her and bit down on the back of her neck as hard as he could. She screamed his name one more time, shattering the glass screen of a datapad next to the sofa. Her inner muscles clamped down on the shaft inside her, and this time it was too much for the boy to take. Grunting, he emptied his seed into her fertile womb, pumping jet after jet after jet into her. Months of repressed sexual tension was unleashed in mere seconds, and when it was over, Ezra felt his energy draining. His eyes grew heavy as he slid out of her and toppled to the ground.
A minute later, Sabine stood up on shaky legs. His thick, creamy semen was literally pouring out of her and she felt a fullness in her belly she'd never known before. She smiled. That's my boy, she thought. She picked Ezra up and lay him on the bed, then curled up beside him, pulled a blanket over their naked forms and smiled. Ni cuyir gar oyar'u, ner verd, she thought before drifting off to sleep.
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The next morning, Ezra woke up first. His head hurt like he'd put it underneath the Ghosts's landing gear and there was an unfamiliar mass next to him. He blinked a few times and reached up to rub his eyes, only to find his left arm wouldn't move. He looked down and saw a head resting on his chest. A head with blue and orange hair.
No....it can't be.... Cautiously, he reached out and turned the unconscious figure over. One look at the peaceful, serene smile on Sabine's face and the memories came flooding back. He couldn't believe the things he said to her, the things he did to her...it was like he'd become an entirely different person.
I....I was acting....like an Imperial. He pulled the blanket away to get up, then he saw the blood. First on the sheets, then the red streaks on his own groin and then Sabine's. She was a...oh, no...what have I done??? He flung himself out of bed and dressed quickly. As he was tugging his gloves on, Sabine sat up in bed, groaning lightly.
"Morning, Ezra," she said, stretching. He could still see the knotted ropes around her wrists and ankles, as well as the long red mark on her left breast from the ruler. "Damn....still a little sore. You sure did a number on me last night..."
"Sabine...I...."
"Oh, don't worry about it." She slid out of the bed and walked over to him. "You saw some things you didn't entirely understand yesterday, and it's really my fault. I should have been more honest."
Ezra was shocked. "You're not...angry with me?"
She shrugged. "Well, not really. I mean, I was planning on making it back to the ship in that dress and having my wicked way with you, but this worked out fine." She nuzzled his neck. "Maketh's going to be happy; she wanted us to become closer."
Ezra's face took on a dark expression. "Maketh," he said, almost spitting the name out. "Why were you with her, anyway?"
"It's a long story," she said before recounting the entire story of the last few days, including her own less-than-flattering moments with the glitterstim and table dancing. "And after the V.I.P. treatment in the bath house, Maketh dressed me up and I headed back for the ship to seduce you. The rest I think you know."
Ezra couldn't believe all he'd just heard. "She's willing to work with us?"
"In a manner of speaking. She doesn't know who we really are - she thinks we're just a bunch of mercs who steal food and other supplies for the poor of Lothal, which she's fine with. She even gave me a datacard with information we can use to get more."
"So...how do you feel about her?"
"Well, in a way, I love her. She's beautiful, intelligent, great in bed..." Sabine cut herself off when she saw the downcast look in Ezra's eyes. "But I want you to understand something, Ezra Bridger. I love her, but I am in love with you."
He blinked. "Wha..? I don't understand..."
"I'm not sure when it happened. It was just there, one day. I saw you and Kanan going through lightsaber exercises outside the ship, and it hit me. You were the kindest, sweetest boy I'd ever known. You didn't expect anything from me - in fact, you went out of your way to do things for me - and had never had anything but kind words for me. You were the first person I ever allowed into my heart...as well as into other places."
"I....I'm sorry. For all of this. I should have trusted you more. I've got things I've never told anyone, but that doesn't mean I'm a traitor. I should have given you the benefit of the doubt."
"Hey - I said it's alright. Yes, I'm a little sore, but it was worth it. You rocked my world last night, and I wouldn't have it any other way." She leaned in and kissed him passionately.
They sat there for several minutes, just holding each other and enjoying the quiet. Ezra looked over Sabine's naked body, marred by the welts and bruises he had given her the night before, and felt another pang of guilt. I let the Dark Side take me last night. It's every bit as terrifying as Kanan said. But...if I could bring that rage into focus....control that power, instead of letting it control me....I could protect her. From anyone or anything.
"Hey," she said, looking up into his eyes, "whatcha thinkin' about?"
"Just...the future," he not-quite-lied. "Us. Where we're going. That sort of thing."
"I'm glad you brought that up, because that was part two of Maketh's plan. I'll tell you on the way back to the Ghost." She stood up and retrieved her dress and shoes.
"Here...let me take those ropes off of you.."
She swatted his hand away playfully. "Nope."
"Why?"
"They make me feel sexy. In fact..." Then whispered something into his ear.
"....You can't be serious..."
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Unfortunately for Ezra, she was. They left the house with Sabine's wrists tied behind her back and her feet were bare, ankles bound together with just enough rope to let her walk. She was blindfolded again, with another piece of cloth tied around her mouth as a gag. Ezra's belt was once again around her neck as an improvised collar. The streets were beginning to fill with people, and the couple could feel the eyes of everyone in town on them as they made their way towards the outskirts. In a way, she hated leaving the rest of her clothes behind, but they would be safe enough until she could retrieve them. Maybe I'll leave a few outfits here. This is Ezra's home, after all; no reason we couldn't use it from time to time.
Once, they were stopped by a pair of Imperial MPs. "Hold on - where are you taking her?" they asked.
Ezra had no choice but to answer as Sabine had told him to should anyone ask. "She is my property. She tried to run away last night and is now being punished."
"How long has she been your 'property'?"
"Almost a year. I saved her from a gang of thugs and she swore a life-debt to me, but last night decided she was going to be foolish and go back to her old lover - who had given her to the gang in the first place. After I took her in, gave her a place to stay, warm food to eat, clean clothes to wear and had been nothing but kind to her, this is how she repays me!" The boy was shocked at how easily he was slipping into the role of Sabine's master.
"Is this true, young lady?" In response, Sabine nodded, turned around, bent over and was able to manipulate her wrists just enough to pull her dress up, revealing the 'brand' on her right cheek. The officer was taken aback. "Erm...yes...I see....very well, then. You may, uh, go about your business."
Sabine straightened up, wiggled her dress back into place and the young lovers proceeded to make their way out of town.
Ezra continued to be mortified at the whole situation, but Sabine's heart was racing. She knew that everyone saw her as nothing more than a slave; a private whore for Ezra's pleasure. In their eyes she'd be little better than the street-walkers that solicited merchants and troopers after sunset. As long as they see me as Ezra's, that's fine. I'd shoot anyone else who tried to tie me up. Then she thought of Maketh. Well, maybe not anyone else....
With Sabine's legs bound the way they were, it took more than an hour to get back to the Ghost. And if Ezra thought the looks of the townsfolk were bad, the angry glares he got from Kanan and Hera were worse.
"What the Hell are you doing, Ezra?" Kanan shouted. "I told you to watch her, not bring her back like a prisoner!"
Ezra sighed and pulled Sabine's blindfold off, then removed her gag. "It's okay - really!" She said as the boy began untying her. "I told him to do it."
"You...told him to..?" Hera asked.
"Mmm-hmm. I thought it'd be exciting to be led through town like a runaway slave. And I was right!"
Kanan raised an eyebrow. "I think we missed part of the story here, Hera...."
Sabine giggled. That disturbed Hera....Sabine never giggled. "Yeah...it's a long story, but damn has it been fun!" As the last of the knots were undone, Sabine plopped down onto the semicircular booth in the common room and began to recount, once again, what had happened. And, much to Ezra's chagrin, she told every sordid detail of her encounters with Maketh as well as the wild romp she'd had with Ezra the previous night.
At the end of the story, Kanan was livid. "Ezra! Outside! NOW!" He grabbed the boy by the arm and dragged him outside the ship.
"Sabine," Hera said after they had left, "this is a dangerous game you're playing. I'm not sure Maketh can be trusted."
"But I am. She's sincere, Hera. She wants to help the people of Lothal." She fished the datacard out of her cleavage. "Shipment dates and manifests for food, clothing, hand tools, building supplies....everything that the people we're trying to help need. And as Maketh said, it's better to do it this way than have it end up on the black market."
"Well, I can't argue with that." She took the card. "I'll look over it, make sure the intel's good. In the meantime, I think you should put your normal clothes back on and get outside before Kanan kills Ezra."
"He'll be fine; I planned on jumping Ezra as soon as I got in anyway; he just beat me to the punch."
"Yes, but what if you hadn't been willing, Sabine? What Ezra did was wrong. I don't have any problem with the two of you having a relationship - truth be told I expected it, sooner or later. But You have got to be more careful. And I'm not sure if I can allow you to keep seeing Maketh."
"She thought you'd say something like that. Oh, not you, specifically. I'm the only one she knows. She's seen Zeb once and only knows Ezra by name. I was careful to not let on as to who or what we actually are."
"Even still, until we know more it could be dangerous for you to keep meeting her alone. Assuming that she is on the level and means you no harm, there's no guarantee that you won't be discovered."
"Oh, but I won't be alone. That's the next step in Maketh's plan."
Hera sighed. "Why do I get the feeling I'm not going to like this?
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Outside, Kanan was tearing into Ezra. "That was completely irresponsible of you, Ezra! You let your anger get the best of you and you were walking dangerously close to the Dark Side! You could have killed Sabine with that little stunt!"
"Look, I'm sorry! I'm not giving any excuses - I screwed up. I know that. And I'm not going to do it again."
"So, you and Sabine were a one-time thing?"
"That's not what I mean. I don't think I could leave her alone if I wanted to, now. Circumstances aside, we connected last night. I saw who she is inside, what she wants. And I intend to give it to her." Looking sternly into his teacher's eyes, he said, "I love her."
"Do you, now?" Kanan crossed his arms. "Do I need to remind you about the Jedi code against attachment, Ezra? That was enforced for a reason. We can't afford to be distracted from our mission by personal issues. If you and Sabine were on a mission, she got hurt, what would you do?"
"I'd do everything I could to save her?"
"And if saving her cost you the mission?"
"Then it costs me the mission."
"That is dangerous thinking, Ezra. Your judgment is clouded. Until I say otherwise, you are restricted to quarters. You need to get your priorities straight."
"Oh, and I suppose you do?"
"I'd like to think so, yes."
Ezra's gaze grew cold. "Then that time you and Hera disappeared for three days and said you were meeting with another one of Fulcrum's operatives - nothing else happened? Is that what you're telling me?"
"Yes, that's exactly what I'm telling you."
"Then you're lying. I. Know." Kanan's eyes grew wide. "It's kind of a gift; I can tell when people aren't being honest. I knew Sabine was holding something back before, and I know you're lying to me now. You and Hera aren't being nearly as discreet as you think, Kanan."
"Whatever you think is going on is none of your business, Ezra."
"Then whatever you think is going on between me and Sabine is none of your business! Look, I don't care about you and Hera. To be honest, I was always happy you had someone like her. She's a great woman and you're lucky to have her. But don't think that just because you're older than me that the rules apply differently to you. It got off to a rocky start, yes, but Sabine and I are in love, and there is no power in this galaxy that will keep me from her."
"You're really not going to be budging on this, are you?" Ezra shook his head. "Very well. Consider yourself on probation. I won't restrict you to quarters and I won't stop you and Sabine from spending time together. But, as a precaution, I want you to give me your lightsaber for the time being, and if I start sensing that your emotions are going out of control again, I will bring the hammer down. Is this agreeable?"
Ezra nodded and handed his weapon over to Kanan. "And I meant what I said. I am happy for you and Hera."
"Get back inside; your woman's waiting for you."
Sure enough, Sabine was standing on the cargo ramp in her armor. "I only heard bits and pieces, but I saw you hand over your lightsaber. Is he not going to train you anymore? Because of me?"
"It's not like that. I seriously lost control last night and that worries him. It worries me, too. He just wants to keep an eye on me for a while, to make sure I don't lose it again."
Sabine nuzzled him. "Well, feel free to lose control on me whenever you want."
"I could have hurt you last night....even killed you. I don't want to do that again."
"It's alright; I can take it. I want my big, strong man to make his mark on me; let the world know I belong to him and him alone and dare anyone else to try and take me from him."
"And what about Maketh?"
Sabine smiled. "And this is where we discuss 'Phase Two'."
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"She wants to WHAT??" Ezra exclaimed as Sabine laid out the plan.
"Well, she wants to meet you. Her exact words were, 'If I'm going to be sharing you, I want to meet the man who's going to be sowing your field when I'm not around'. And she also said she'd be giving the servants twenty-four hours of leave, away from the mansion, so none of them will see you. She didn't come out and say it, but I've got the feeling there'll be more going on than just dinner and getting to know you."
"I don't know about this, Sabine. Knowing you'll be with her is one thing...I don't know if I could do that."
"We'll take it one step at a time. A large part of this is so that Maketh knows a little more about us and that we can be trustworthy. Her concern is the safety and well-being of the people of Lothal, just like us." She placed a hand on his cheek. "Will you do it for me?"
Ezra sighed. "Okay. Let's go tell Hera and Kanan."
"Absolutely not!" Kanan said. "It's too dangerous. For all we know this could be a trap!"
"We'll never know if we don't go," Ezra said. "I'm not a huge fan of this idea, either, but we need to at least find out if Maketh is on the level. I'll be able to tell whether she's lying to us or not. We can decide what to do about it from there."
Hera held up the datacard. "The intel is legit, though. I checked with our other sources and they've confirmed these locations and manifests. Just one of these will provide enough of a haul to feed an entire town for more than a month."
Ezra looked over at his cabin-mate. "What about you, Zeb? You've been unusually quiet today."
The Lasat just shrugged. "I really don't have anything to say. It's risky, yeah, and I don't trust the Empire as far as I can throw 'em, but so far Sabine's not been hurt and if we can get some info and credits out of this, I say it's worth the chance." Chopper warbled his agreement, as well.
"As much as I hate to admit it, you all make good points." Kanan sighed. "Alright, I'll allow it. But you call us at the first sign of trouble. Deal?"
"Deal!" the two young lovers said at the same time. Sabine pulled out the silver comlink and pressed the switch. "Sabine to Maketh. Phase Two is a go. Pick us up at 0530 tomorrow morning."
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The following morning, Ezra and Sabine were in the square, he in his usual clothes and Sabine in the black dress, having retrieved her shoes and jewelry from Ezra's house. Even the merchants had not yet arrived, so the pair had privacy. They sat on the edge of the fountain, holding hands.
"I'm a bit nervous," she admitted. "I mean....this is technically only our second date."
"Wouldn't that be first date?"
"No. Second. Remember, I had intended to seduce you the other day, so I consider that our first date. And now I get to introduce my boyfriend to my girlfriend. I've heard of fast-moving relationships but I think this one takes the cake."
"Tell me about it. You know those holo-dramas where they write everything happening super-fast so that the audience doesn't get bored? Kinda feels like one of those."
"Maybe someday, after the Empire's fallen, we can sell the story to a studio and become rich. Famous, wealthy heroes of Lothal." Sabine smiled at the thought.
"It does have a nice ring to it. Oh - I forgot to tell you. What we always thought about Kanan and Hera? It's true."
"I knew it! How long?"
"That I don't know, but Kanan seemed surprised that we'd put the pieces together. I doubt they'll break it off, though; he feels too strongly for her." At that moment, the speeder pulled up. "Well, this is it. Shall we, my lady?" he said as he stood up.
"Yes; let's." The rear door opened and the two teenagers climbed in. But Urik was not in the front seat.
"Well, hello!" came the sweet, melodic voice of Maketh as the door shut. "You must be Ezra - it is such a pleasure to meet you!"
"Um, hi, Miss Tua."
"Oh, please! Call me Maketh! I'm here to be your friend, Ezra." The older woman whirled the speeder around and tore through the streets at top speed. "So, Sabine, I suspect everything went according to plan last night?"
"Not at all. Turns out he was watching me and saw where I went. He got kinda mad and grabbed me off the street on the way back. He drugged me, took me to his house, stripped me naked, tied me to his bed, then proceeded to berate me, smack me around, and then took me with the full force of an alpha-male having selected his mate. He worked me over until I was too sore to move. In fact, I'm still a little tender!"
Era blushed like a madman. "Sabine!"
"It's not like she's not going to ever see us together, Ezra."
In the front seat, Maketh was stunned. "That was...unexpected. I thought Sabine would be the more dominant one...she certainly is with me."
"What can I say? When my man has me in his arms, magic happens."
Ezra continued to blush all the way to the mansion.
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After parking the speeder, Maketh opened the door to the parlor. As soon as the trio was inside, she and Sabine kicked off their shoes and dropped their dresses to the ground. Ezra followed suit with his jaw.
Sabine walked up and hugged him. "Don't get all shy on us now, stud. This whole day is for your benefit, and you'd just better get used to seeing us naked."
Maketh circled around and hugged him from behind, her breasts forming a frame around his head and blocking his ears. "He's so cute when he's nervous. Hard to believe this is the same boy who ravaged you so thoroughly."
Sabine pulled away and began pulling his clothes off. "I think we just have to get his engine started." Once his shirt was off, she pulled Maketh around him and started suckling on the woman's breast.
"Oh, dear....don't get in such a hurry. We have until tomorrow morning, after all." Maketh said, reaching over to caress the growing bulge in Ezra's pants. "My, my, my...you're certainly big for your age."
At the contact, something in Ezra snapped. He pulled Sabine away from Maketh's chest and pushed her back onto a long leather sofa, then looked back at Maketh. "Over here. Now." The older woman obeyed without hesitation. "Finish undressing me."
Dutifully, she unlaced his boots and carefully pulled them off, followed by his trousers. When she got a look at his erection, she blushed. "Forgive me...but I have to....." Then reached out her tongue to give it a few furtive licks.
"That's good. More." Maketh wrapped her hand around the shaft, pumping it slowly as she licked the head. She ran her tongue in gentle circles around the flesh, then popped the entire head into her mouth. "She's talented, Sabine, I'll give her that. You picked a good one." He let Maketh suck him to full erection, then pushed her away. "I'm ready; prepare her."
The blonde, still on her knees, turned around and began licking at Sabine's dripping mound. Unlike before, she now felt free to slide her fingers into the girl while she pleasured her with her tongue. The dual sensations of fingers inside her and lips and tongue playing with her clit was causing the girl to go insane.
For his part, Ezra was hypnotized by Maketh's generous posterior. He took one cheek in each hand, kneading the flesh with his fingers. The woman was content to let him play, until she felt the tip of his penis against her groin.
"Please....no. I'm not on any manner of birth control and if I became pregnant it could jeopardize my job."
"Oh, but it was just fine for you to set Sabine up to take that risk, was it?" He smacked her ass. "Some girlfriend you are."
"OOH! Yes...yes I am a terrible girlfriend....I need to be punished. And...there's another hole back there that's perfect for punishments..."
Ezra didn't need any further hints. He spread her cheeks apart and found the tiny, pink hole in question, Repositioning himself, he plunged in.
Maketh tightened up at the sudden intrusion, which made her accidentally bite down on Sabine's clit and sent the Mando girl into a screaming orgasmic frenzy. Sabine slumped on the couch, breathing heavily. Ezra started to pull out of Maketh and go to her, but the older woman stopped him.
"Let's let her recover, Ezra. We can still have our fun and she'll join us when she's back to normal. For now, let's get to know each other a little better." Nodding, he reached around and grabbed her breasts, using them for leverage while he reamed her backside. "Oh, yes! Been a long time since I was with a man....almost forgot what it was like....." The boy increased the speed and force of his thrusts, the lewd sound of his balls slapping against her groin adding to the Minister's stimulation.
The two continued to rut for a few more minutes until Maketh stiffened in orgasm. Her squeals of pleasure roused Sabine from her stupor, and the girl smiled as she saw the two people she loved coupled together. She watched as Ezra stiffened up, pumping Maketh full of his seed, then withdrew and beckoned Sabine over.
"Clean her up."
His girlfriend didn't hesitate. She knelt behind Maketh and started licking Ezra's semen from around the hole. Once the outside was clean, she began licking the inside as best she could. Ezra located a nearby washroom to clean himself up, then returned to see Sabine still hard at work. While her tongue was still firmly up Maketh's rear, she was thrusting a pair of fingers inside the older woman. Ezra moved behind Sabine and shoved himself into her, making both women rock forward.
"Oh yes...don't stop...give it to me....take me....use me and cast me aside....I'm your slut...your whore...your slave...." Sabine kept saying as she was ravaged, his manhood poking at her cervix each time he bottomed out. Maketh, meanwhile, stood up on shaky legs and went upstairs to her bedroom, returning with a large satchel, which she set down on the floor. She rummaged around in it, then pulled out a strange belt-like device.
"Ezra, dear, would you mind me borrowing her for a moment?"
Ezra looked down at the submissive Mando. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? You don't care who's stuffing that filthy hole of yours, as long as you get off." The words sounded harsh, but there was no hatred behind them this time.
He understands her, it seems. She's rougher with me, probably because I'm a woman, but when it comes to him.....well, they'll be interesting to watch. Ezra shoved the panting, sex-crazed girl into Maketh's arms. The woman grinned, then fastened the device around her crotch. Ezra could now see it was a harness which had a long, rubbery-looking phallus attached to the front. She lay on her back and pulled Sabine on top of her. "I've been looking forward to this," she admitted, "but I didn't want to steal your cherry. That belonged to Ezra. But now..." she pushed Sabine down onto the dildo, making the girl moan, "you're mine."
Sabine couldn't answer. She was too engrossed in pleasure to do anything more than bounce in Maketh's lap while playing with her own tits. Ezra came over and began playing with both girls, his hands roaming freely. Maketh massaged his manhood while he sucked on her nipple.
Sabine shuddered as a light orgasm hit her, then kept bouncing on Maketh's toy. "Alright; I want more," Ezra said.
"Oh...give me just a little more time, dear. I waited for this for days, after all."
"I didn't say you had to stop," he replied. He got on his knees behind Sabine and smacked her ass cheek, right on top of the slowly-fading ink that still spelled out his "ownership" of the Mando girl. "After all, you said it yourself: There's another hole."
"Just be careful, Ezra. You don't want to hurt her. Coma back here for a minute." He did as she suggested and she took his eight-inch shaft into her mouth, tasting the remnant of Sabine's juices and making sure he was as slick as she could get him. "Now, do it, but go slowly. Give her time to adjust, and if she tells you 'no', you stop immediately. Do you understand?" The harsh tone of the woman's voice was crystal clear.
"I don't want her hurt any more than you do. Trust me," he replied.
If Sabine heard any of this, she didn't react until he actually began penetration. He was gentler with her than he had been with Maketh. Sabine was smaller and hadn't done such a thing before and he was careful not to hurt her. She still groaned as he sank within her, and she was so tight that it felt like she was trying to push him out, but he eventually made it all the way in. "Are you alright, Sabine?"
She nodded. "Yes. Having both of you inside me...it's wonderful. It hurts, just a little...but it feels so....good...." She squealed and her eyes rolled back into her head. "Yes...yes...harder...faster..."
Ezra shook his head. "She really is just a sex-crazed little slut, isn't she?"
"That may be true, dear, but she's our sex-crazed little slut."
"Both of you quit talking and FUCK ME!" Sabine yelled, rocking her hips to get more of her lovers inside her. Ezra pushed her down, grabbed her left breast and squeezed it as he started moving faster. Maketh took the opportunity to latch onto the right nipple and nibbled on it. She moaned as the smaller shaft attached to her toy rubbed against her own insides and the coarse leather stimulated her clitoris.
The three lost track of time as they kept up their erotic dance. Sabine was the first to climax, and her muscles contracting around Ezra triggered his. She screamed when he bit down, hard, on her neck, almost drawing blood. Somewhere off in the mansion, Ezra heard glass breaking.
Maketh's orgasm followed soon after; the visual stimulation of seeing Sabine and Ezra, so young and in love, coupled in pleasurable bliss was enough to send her over the edge. She, too, bit down on Sabine's neck, leaving a mark directly opposite of Ezra's. She won't soon forget this day. I doubt any of us will. What we've forged today...it would take the entire Empire to break apart...
The lovers came down from their highs and separated, laying down on the floor with Sabine in the middle. She reached out and took the hands of her lovers, a gigantic smile on her face. As the morning sun slowly moved across the sky, they fell asleep, peaceful and happy.
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Kanan sat in his quarters, eyes closed in meditation.
"Let me guess.....another disturbance in the Force?" Hera asked.
"Not this time. Just...contentment."
"Kanan, you weren't spying on them, were you?"
"No, no; I'm not that skilled anyway. I just picked up a passing thought from Ezra. Or maybe he sent it to me. I can't be sure. But it seems like everything is fine." He stood and crawled back into the bed. "You know, things are going to be different around here. Those two kids aren't going to be able to keep their hands off of each other."
"And we don't have to, now that the secret's out."
"I don't think it was as much of a secret as we wanted it to be..."
Hera smiled. "Oh, shut up and make love to me."
And so he did.
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And that wraps up this story; I hope the beginning didn't put any of you off. There won't be any more added to this, but the tale of Ezra, Sabine and Maketh is far from over. Stay tuned for the first chapter of my sequel series, Ménage à Tua. And for the curious, Sabine's thoughts in Mando'a translate to "I am yours forever, my warrior", a sort of love-pledge from a Mandalorian to a chosen mate. There are no concrete Mando courtship or wedding rituals that I can find (everything about the culture seems to be as flexible and adaptive as their soldiers), so I'm kind of having to play that part by ear.
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