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Chapter 4 - Winter

"It's kriffin' cold without that bodysuit," Edge told Travis as he lounged at one of the tables in the barracks, naked but for a towel as he examined his cards. "Never thought I'd miss it though."

"Just think of something less chilling," Travis suggested.

"Like what?"

"Just thinking about Karyn's firm tits work for me." The comment was almost casual as he discarded one card. "Make me think of home."

"She's not my type."

"Better not be," Travis agreed, picking up the card . "Maybe something about Cass?"

"Like what?"

"You know her better than I do," Travis looked to his left. "Riposte; what do you think about to keep you warm?"

The clone was surprisingly silent. He too, like the rest of the brothers at the table, was naked but for a towel about his waist. He glanced at his commanding officer, back to Travis and down to his cards once more. For a long moment he just stared at them before discarding two, answering softly to his cards.

"What was that, Riposte?"

"I said her ass, sir," Riposte responded to Edge's question with obvious reluctance for all it was friendly. "Fits in both hands like my decee."

"I'm an eyes man myself," Maki interjected on his turn, folding his cards together but not discarding anything.

"Seriously?" Edge broke in, incredulous. "All that pink skin busting from her top and you're an eyes man?"

Maki arched his eyebrows as Jir piped up from the other table nearby.

"Better believe him, Captain; Kura's never like being-"

"Jir."

The mechanic shut up at Maki's mild reprimand, getting a jostling and jeering from Crest at the other table as Maki was once again the center of attention.

"Seriously; eyes?"

"They're striking."

"He's pulling your leg," Fives slapped Maki's shoulder as he walked between the tables and headed for the other door and the mess hall. "He's a tits man; can't keep his hands off them when he thinks we're not looking."

"Thanks Fives."

"Anytime, brother."

Fives walked away whistling and Kura pointed at the screen when Maki simply shrugged and looked back to his cards without denying it. "Ha! I knew it! You're so in for it when I get my hands on you!"

"You know, Kura," commented Nadeh dryly, "in context, that isn't as much of a threat as you'd think."

"How about you, Whisky?"

The intelligence officer smiled faintly. "I like lips."

"Lips."

He nodded, his expression serious. "They're... wet."

"Never play sabbacc with that man," Mari interjected. "He's unreadable!"

"So you don't think he's serious?"

"Oh, he's serious," Mari confirmed. "He just won't really tell them why."

Sure enough, on screen, his brothers were shooting Whisky dirty looks as he refused to elaborate or explain. He simply sat looking at his cards with an enigmatic expression and a the faintest smug smile playing about his lips that any of them had ever seen.

"Mari?"

"Do I really have to explain this? It's as basic as it gets!"

There was a moment's pause before comprehension dawned and the women shared a round of laughter.

"Of course; lips!"

Mari rolled her eyes and shook her head at Cass. "Duh."

"Okay, so we've two for tits, one for ass, one's a lip man," Whisky earned an amused look from Korbin for that one, "and one who's refrained thus far. Edge?"

"Cass?"

"He's a hands man," she told the others cheekily, holding up her delicate digits as Edge remained silent on screen. "But he'll never admit it. Watch; he'll say something about objectifying me."

But Edge was surprisingly silent, observing his cards and instead of answering, tossed another one down. His silence let the discussion at the other table between Boil, Jir, Baffle, Crest and Milo come through for the minute.

"-telling you, he almost gave it up." Crest was saying. "Then she batted those eyes of hers and the Captain caved like yesterday's stack of pancakes."

"Or pile of mud?"

"Both." Crest agreed, tossing out the cards from a fresh deal. "I think the thing looks ridiculous."

Korbin leaned over to the other table. "You'll never have the sensibilities of a woman, Crest; I'd give up trying to understand it before your brain explodes."

"He'd said he wasn't getting it!" Milo interjected. "How'd she change his mind, huh?"

"How else?" Kalinda put in cheekily, her words spoken at exactly the same time as Korbin's.

"Oh please; they weren't alone long enough for-"

"How long does it take?" Boil cut off Crest with an arched eyebrow. "Have you sampled her tricks?"

Crest came half off the table, Milo Next to him, and showcased some bare ass to the camera as the towels hit the deck. "Care to repeat that, Boil?"

Korbin took the opportunity and smacked them both smartly on the behind, double taps that made them both yelp and drop back into their chairs, glaring at him over their shoulders.

"Down boys," he returned, tongue in cheek. "It's a friendly discussion. A simple 'no' will suffice."

"The Captain would have my head if I looked at her twice," Crest returned, rubbing his backside with another dark look at Korbin; Korbin was watching the move with a smirk and Crest quickly stopped. "A man's have to be dead not to notice her though; that limp of hers make those hips sway just so. Never thought I'd find that to be sexy."

"Ah," Korbin cast a pointed look at Crest's backside. "Another ass man."

Sheresh grinned. "You bad, naughty man, Korbin

"I like her hair," Milo told the others as his turn came around, the by-play at the further table having drawn everyone's attention. "I liked it better longer though. Like a rope you could wrap around your hand, latch onto and pull."

"I cut it not long after I met them." Kalinda shrugged at the curious looks cast her way, frowning. "He's never said anything like that though."

"With you and Stone so obviously an item?" Kura sounded amused. "Like any of the others would have even thought of approaching you."

"I like horns."

That was Jir, making Nadeh groan. "Here it comes..."

"Horny females, eh Jir?"

"I'm going to throttle him." Nadeh promised. "You don't mind, right Sheresh?"

"Only if I can kiss him better later; Fives might not like you breaking his - our new toy."

"I'll leave you plenty to patch up."

On screen, Jir frowned. "Nadeh doesn't like it when people crack jokes like that."

"Aww, look, he's defending your honor."

"Wait for it," Nadeh returned darkly.

Sure enough, there was some laughter and then Boil asked the inevitable question. "Why do you like horns, Jir?"

"Dunno," he shrugged, taking a card. "I just think they're sexy. They make her look like she can kick my ass; and they flush when she's angry."

"Huh." Nadeh blinked when Jir said nothing more. "Guess he can surprise me after all."

"How about you, Baffle?"

"Legs," he interjected immediately, decisively. "Legs that don't quit. Like on Cass."

Cass preened. "I love my boys!"

"How about you, Boil?" Korbin inquired, seeming to have grasped the discussion and run with it. "What kind of man are you?"

"I like the whole package," Boil returned with a gleam in his eye. "There's just too much to choose from to like one bit over another."

"Says the man who plays with both Fives and Sheresh."

"I might pick my partners, but I'm not picky about their parts."

"Oh well said," Kura shook her head. "That's quite an avoidance. Where's he stand Sheresh?"

"Lips," she interjected decisively. "He loves it when Fives or I go down on him."

"Together?"

"Sometimes," Sheresh returned, tongue in cheek.

"Not Echo?"

Sheresh grinned. "Not a sandwich I've seen or been a part of yet; we'll see."

"What're we playing?" Hardcase interjected as stopped at the table, his first appearance and drawing an excited exclamation from Ahsoka and Barriss; he was a particular favorite of theirs despite the fact he was fully armored and had his heavy blaster slung over one shoulder.

"Pazzak," deadpanned Whisky. "A new variant."

"Not my thing," the vivacious clone told him, slapping Whisky on the shoulder. "I'm up for something a little more physical."

"More hard hitting?" Korbin reached out and tapped the codpiece of Hardcase's armor knowingly. "And just how did you come by your name, Hardcase? Or was it well earned?"

Sheresh sucked in a sharp breath. "No one turns a phrase like that man - when he chooses to speak."

"Crossed the tracks has he, Sheresh?"

"Just once..."

"Only once?" Cass teased. "Sounds like you wish he'd do it more often."

"Oh hush," Sheresh tossed back good naturedly. "You're just jealous; you have no idea what you're missing."

"Better than Fives?"

"If he'd be inclined to play more often, he could be."

"Ooo, high praise," teased Mari. "Maybe we should encourage him some more and you'll leave Fives to Behri."

"I'm off to hit the showers, Korbin," Hardcase told his brother with a grin. "When I get out we can discuss."

"Want some company?"

"Did Korbin just hit on Hardcase?"

Hardcase grinned again and walked away without answering. Korbin sat for a moment before tucking his cards together, placing them on the table and then getting to his feet. "I fold."

"Did Hardcase just agree?"

"There had better be split screen for shower time," muttered Sheresh darkly. "Hardcase and Korbin? Almost as hot as Korbin and Trax!"

There was a brief discussion about the possibility of split screen, which never emerged, though the women did see Korbin, Hardcase and Trax headed for the showers shortly thereafter, the conversation at the table having shifted slightly as the brothers watched, a couple shaking their heads before going back to their games. The sound of water running was followed by an exclamation of pleasure and the unmistakable sound of wet flesh meeting wet flesh as someone was spanked.

"Not fair!"

"I wanna watch!".

"I'm tempted to join them just to get some," Boil muttered, shifting in his chair. "All this talk about tits, legs and asses is making me horny."

"I doubt they'd mind another addition," Edge returned dryly as an audible moan came from the shower along with a cry for more. "A shame the girls aren't here; I'd have Cass on my lap in two seconds flat."

"And across the table no doubt." Maki shook his head. "Karyn'd be under the table as a consideration to the rest of you."

"Some consideration," grumbled Milo as he too shifted in his seat.

"You need a girl, Shiny," Crest teased. "Don't worry, we'll find you one."

It was Edge's comment in an aside to Travis that drew the attention of the women back to the first table. "-ong, I just have no desire to see bare brother ass for the next five weeks we're stuck-"

"Five weeks!" The chorus of women sounded appalled, drowning out the rest.

"Aala, when was this vid taken?"

"Recently; a couple of days I think."

"Four weeks without Stone?" Kali lamented.

"Four weeks without Fives and Boil!" Sheresh sounded horrified. "Where is that planet, we are so going!"

There was a sudden flurry of activity when Jesse burst in. "We're under attack!"

The card game forgotten, the men scattered, some reaching for their armor only to be told there wasn't time. Others grabbed their weapons and raced for the doors, erections plain to see all around, arcing towards their bellies, the men completely unconscious of their nudity in the face of the danger.

"What's the situation, sir?"

"Are they really going to fight naked?" Cass sounded distressed. "There could be casualties!"

The vid suddenly cut out only to cut back in to a shaky cam.

"Anakin, out that thing down and give me a hand!"

"They're hardly trying to kill us, Master," retorted the younger Jedi. "And unlike you, I'm married; Padmé would never understand if I got involved."

The camera panned away to showcase several naked clones grappling with equally naked women, fierce screams and exclamations without context sounding through the speaker. An explosion in the distance was followed by a female scream.

"No fair!"

"Hey, hands off," Kalinda snapped suddenly, lunging to her feet as she caught sight of Stonewall in the process of grappling with three women who seemed intent on dragging him down and away. "He's mine!"

"We're being overrun sir!" called a voice off to the left. "Orders?!"

"Stand your ground," Obi-Wan called decisively.

Anakin's hand appeared in frame, pointing towards Stonewall and the women went flying. The Captain nodded once to the Jedi before retreating, scooping his decee from the ground. Stun bolts flew towards the recovering females, dropping them to the ground.

"Sir," he snapped towards where Obi-Wan was in the process of grasping the women in the Force and throwing them away. "We can't hold them!"

"Stonewall's right, sir" Rex appeared in frame, lunging forward to intercept two women who were about to jump at Anakin and sending them reeling backwards before dropping them both with stun bolts. "Recommend retreat!"

"From this?"

"Yes, get away!"

"Good boys; back to the barracks!"

"Yes from this, sir." Cody affirmed coming to stand next to Rex as they created a wall, Stonewall coming to plan his shoulder next to theirs. "We need to regroup!"

"Very well then," Obi-Wan conceded. "Fall back to the barracks!"

Orderly as always, the clones retreated back inside, several once more very muddy from their ordeal having been dragged into the mud. A very naked and muddy Milo, however, was in the process of being dragged into the barracks by Crest and Weave, kicking and screaming.

"No! No! Let me go back out there! Let me at them!"

Obi-Wan settled at one of the tables with the discarded sabacc game and folded his hands. Beyond them, several dirty clones headed for the showers as others barricaded the doors. The women, however, didn't appear to be pursuing. There was a sudden crash and shattering sound of glass on the vid as a rock came through one of the windows.

Fives, closest to the projectile, caught it before it hit the deck and frowned at the flimsi attached to it. "Their demands, General?"

Obi-Wan held out his hand and Fives lobbed the rock his way. Unraveling the flimsi Obi-Wan read it silently and then aloud. "We have you surrounded. Surrender to our custody immediately or be overrun."

"That's it?"

"Apparently they're not big on words." Kalinda frowned. "Stone better not be surrendered."

"Sir?" Fives looked about the room. "I'd like to volunteer for this mission."

"He would!"

Sheresh shook her head with a smirk. "Oh Fives."

"Don't do it, Fives," Behri cried. "Don't go towards the flesh!"

"I appreciate your sacrifice, Fives, but I hardly think giving in to their demands is wise."

"Sacrifice, sir?" Fives arched his eyebrows. "I suppose you could view it that way. I'd do anything to protect my brothers; think of it as... taking one for the team." His gaze slid towards Milo with a faint grin. "It's a dirty job, but somebody's got to do it."

"Admirable," Obi-Wan commented, still studying the note.

"Oh come on! There's a legion of horny, sex starved females out there waiting to jump any naked man," Echo cut in dryly. "It's not rocket science as to why Fives is volunteering."

Obi-Wan finally looked up. "What was that, Echo?"

"He wants to get laid, Ben!"

"Fives isn't doing this out of the goodness of his heart, sir; it's from being cooped up like this for the last week."

"Respectfully sir, those women aren't interested in harming us; they want to jump us," Jesse's grin was anticipatory. "I say we let them."

"Not a chance."

"No way."

"Have you seen a jealous Jedi?"

Kalinda sat back smugly, exchanging looks with Ahsoka and Karyn as Rex, Travis and Stonewall immediately voiced their objections. "We have them well trained, don't we?"

"We could ask for volunteers," Anakin suggested, drawing all eyes his way. "Fives is willing and Milo looks like it would do him some good to get laid."

"Yes!" screamed the young sniper. "Yes, me! Throw me to their tender mercies, General, please! I beg you!"

"That's two," Obi-Wan conceded with a look around. "Any other volunteers?"

Crest's hand shot up immediately. "Sir!"

"And me, sir." interjected Weave. "Wouldn't do to have the men without a medic."

There was snickering all around as Obi-Wan shot Weave a look at that said he wasn't fooling anyone.

"And me sir," Echo's tone was almost resigned. "Someone had better keep an eye on Fives or Sheresh and Behri will have his head."

Sheresh groaned as the clone stopped and winced, seeming to belatedly realize the horrible play on words.

Suisen frowned . "Echo... darling, you're in so much trouble."

"Anyone else?"

"Baffle and Riposte, sir." Edge volunteered his men who were suspiciously absent. "I believe they his the showers."

"I'll get them," Anakin volunteered, heading for the area, the camera leading the way. Naked bodies appeared almost immediately and Anakin let out an exclamation of surprise as the whole of the shower came into view for a brief moment. "Whoops!"

Hardcase was on his hands and knees with Korbin behind him and Trax in front, his lips wrapped firmly around Trax's shaft, Korbin's arm around Hardcase's waist to reach his quivering erection while Korbin rode him with hard, sure strokes. The trio were pretty much ignored by the rest of the men as the camera whipped back and away just as Trax threw his head back, his throat working as his eyes semi-closed on a guttural moan.

"Woah!"

"Go back, Anakin, go back!"

"Go back towards the threesome!"

"At least it's not Obi-Wan this time."

Aala's dry comment held a note of fascination and Kalinda reached over to grasp her shoulder, drawing her attention. "I'm having a word with Ben when we see him next; we're widening your horizons."

"Baffle! Riposte! On deck, front and center!"

Anakin didn't stick around to wait for the replies as he hightailed it back to the other area just as Fives was pulling off the last of his fatigues.

"-ut first, sir, to ensure their intentions are as we suspect." he was saying as he tossed his fatigues on his bunk. They were next to useless anyway with worn holes that seemed to get bigger as the women watched. "If it is, you can send out the rest of the men."

"I say Fives and his glorious sacrifice is totally our Winter shot!"

"We can't use that, it has to be kid-friendly."

"There's nothing kid friendly about Fives like that," Behri agreed. "Though he's very much a kid at heart sometimes, does that count?"

Anakin followed Fives' progress as he headed towards the door to the barracks, Edge, Travis, Jir and Whisky removed the pieces of the barricade that would allow him to pass and Anakin bounded to one of the bunks, panning the vid outside the window. Rows upon rows of women, a few dozen in all, stood beyond in the twilight, plainly naked and covering all body types. They wielded nets and stun batons almost exclusively; obviously there to catch prey, not kill.

A chant could be heard and it took a moment for the women in the room to recognize the words.

"Give us men!"

"Give us men!"

"Give us men!"

Around the room, the spectators took up the chant.

"Give us men!"

"I'm so not letting Stone out of my bunk for a week once I get my hands on him!"

"A week? Travis isn't leaving mine for a month!"

"Let me go sir," Milo was begging somewhere in the background, Crest having sat on the younger clone to pin him. "I'm ready; I can do it, sir!"

"Poor Milo," lamented Mari mournfully. "He needs a playmate."

"Fives?"

"Ready, sir."

"Be careful."

Fives flashed Anakin a cocky grin. "Not me you should worry about, sir." He stepped outside, still as naked as the day he'd been born and without his blaster.

To the delight of the women, Anakin used the vid to zoom in on the show, bringing the byplay into focus and drowning out Milo's pleas to join Fives with the meeting before him. As Fives stepped into view, his hands raised slightly as if in surrender, two of the women stepped forward.

"We demand a man!"

"I am that man," Fives returned cockily, dropping his hands to place them on his hips, shamelessly bracketing the erection he'd been sporting since removing his armor. "Who's first; you?"

His attitude seemed to take the women in the vid aback and Sheresh snickered. "He's always so forward; they don't know what they've gotten themselves into."

Sure enough, Fives made the first move, reaching out to grasp the obvious leader - a Twi'lek with blue skin and ample breasts - about the waist and draw her in towards him as he took a step forward. She let out a cry as his other hand covered her breast, his finger tips grasping her lekku firmly, his lips descending to plunder a soft spot on the side of her neck.

The other stepped close, reaching between the two to grasp Fives by the hard, jutting flesh of his erection and began to stroke. His response was to shift his hold so he could play with both women at once, and they drew him to the ground. Both women seemed to sag against him, clutching him with a little mewl that made Sheresh choke.

"You've got to be kidding me. They're not even making him try!"

"Two women at once?" Behri glanced at Sheresh as if suddenly enlightened. "Your doing?"

"I think he's improvising," Mari commented with a grin. "See? There; he's lost one."

But there was no shortage of women to take her place. As the Twi'lek slipped to the ground, Fives was suddenly rushed by naked women, going down under the onslaught of bodies, his hands visible as they slid from woman to woman, a cry that was anything but agonized springing from his lips as his face disappeared between the thighs of one, another sliding down to take his shaft in a smooth, long stroke into her body and starting to ride him. His hands worked independently of his body, pleasuring all who came within reach before he disappeared completely from view under the writhing mass of female forms.

"Fives!"

"Save him!"

"Man down!"

Anakin's call made the women burst out laughing.

"Anakin, what's going on out there?"

"Fives needs backup! There are too many."

Another round of laughter.

"Baffle, Milo, Crest; get out there!"

"Yes sir, General sir!"

The men, who had never sounded more pleased at following an order, slipped outside to join Fives and, as they approached the writhing mass of bodies, were attacked much like the women were doing to Fives. Body after body were thrown their way and, not as experienced as Fives, the boys performed admirably under pressure as they too were drawn to the ground and similarly straddled, Milo letting out a cry of delight before it was muffled by the woman on his face.

Giggles exploded around the room as an orgy erupted outside the barracks on the vid before suddenly pausing as one of the women's face's came into view. Karyn shot to her feet and stabbed her finger at the screen, pointing out a human woman to everyone. "Isn't that our hostess?"

Scrutinizing the screen, the women regarded the woman, who was dressed in feathers and war paint - but little else - comparing her to the perfectly groomed host who'd been suspiciously absent since their arrival several days ago.

"Suisen?"

"That's her," confirmed the sleuth, her tone dangerous.

"If that's her, doesn't that mean the boys have to be nearby?" reasoned Mari with a decidedly wicked grin. "We could get Obi-Wan to expand Aala's er... horizons sooner rather than later!"

"You mean I can jump Stone now?" Kalinda pushed to her feet. "I'm so there; let's go!"

"But where?" Behri looked back to Suisen. "Any idea?"

Suisen carefully scrutinized the screen as the women waited tensely for what they hoped wasn't going to be an answer to the negative. She finally smiled. "I recognize those stars; they're on the other side of the planet!"

"What?!"

"That close!?"

"We could have been there with them for the muddy escapades?"

“The showers?”

“The kamas?!”

"Ha!" Standing almost as one, the dozen women filed out. "Dibs on the helm," Ahsoka cried. "I'm going to mangle Skyguy when we get there... after I ride Rex within an inch of his life!"

"Cody stayed out of it mostly," Barriss told Ahsoka in an aside. "But I don't suppose you still want to-?"

"What? Of course! We're totally getting those boys to play together so we can watch! Nummy; Cody and Rex sandwich; can I play first?"

"We could play together."

There was a pause before the two younger women ran on ahead, giggling and scheming for how to get Rex and Cody to cooperate.

The conversation was animated, mostly filled with what the women were going to do to their respective mates, either on their own or with 'help.

Aala followed near the rear with Mari and Kalinda, her tone musing. "Who'd have thought Padmé was capable of such... trickery?"

"Trickery?" Mari's grin was impish. "I call it good planning!"

"Next stop, sex central," Sheresh declared with a flourish as they were striding into the shuttle that would take them around the planet. "Because I don't know about you ladies, but I'm in need of some good, hard lovin' after all of that and I'm not about to take 'no' for an answer!"

There was a chorus of laughter and agreement as Ahsoka sent the shuttle hurtling into the sky
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