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Vashtin felt like someone had kicked him in the gut. The stomachache made playing the game all the more foolish but he wasn’t about to just let Nijia win. That would just be dumb. His eyes lazily looked over the screen on the ball. The sphere itself had a diameter of barely a foot and its weight made it easy for just about anyone to toss. The screen that the grungy looking spacer was observing showed grid with light and dark slots that were occupied by the game pieces. His fingers hovered over the two analog controls as he set up his move.
Nijia looked like a statue for all the Kaleesh showed off about his emotion. His modified clone trooper helmet lay on the small stand set near his chair and it seemed that he had two fierce looking competitors in the game. “You have to put that there?” Vashtin asked while not letting his eyes leave the board.
“With you around I never know when we might suddenly have explosive decompression. It’s prudent to have it. Plus… I realized that it appears to unsettle you.” The Kaleesh made a noise that Vashtin had come to understand was the sound of what the boney orange skinned beings made when they laughed. His mind ticked away as he tried to find the right move.
“It should only be worn to unsettle your enemies. Not your com…. Not your captain you leathery faced tree bum.” Vashtin said before he finally keyed in his move. His piece moved to its new position and then the screen went blank. Satisfied he had moved into the right position in the game the native of Jabiim tossed the ball almost angrily towards the Kaleesh. The warrior caught it easily with a sharp smile before he waiting a moment to hear the beep signally the system was ready for his move.
“I shall take that under advisement, Captain. But seeing as how we’re going into a mission that even you have been having misgivings about I think it’s prudent.” The Kaleesh quickly inserted a command into the ball and then gave Vashtin a toothy grin. Somehow on the Kaleesh the expression looked anything but friendly. As Nijia tossed back the game system the damned thing had landed in Vashtin’s hand for two seconds before the screen made a jubilant nose announcing that once again the Kaleesh had won.
“I hope you choke on mud. Damn thing is rigged.” The Kaleesh warrior laughed heartily at the human before accepting the ball back. Vashtin knew that the warrior had a knack for the puzzle game and he figured he’d never beat someone at a military simulacrum system who had way more knowledge in tactics than Vashtin had ever received. Guess that’s the difference between men born to be soldiers and men forced to be soldiers. Vashtin rose up and noticed that Arya had entered into the main galley of the Ion Wolf.
The orange skinned twi’lek thumbed back towards the cockpit access corridor and Vasthin nodded. “Time for my shift.” The captain from Jabiim moved swiftly along the main spine of the ship and then climbed the steps up into the cockpit to start off his shift at the helm. They were still about a few hours from Kaluhtan. It was time to start getting prepared. Their target was a young lady named Gemyline Croft, daughter of the Imperial Governor Avil Croft.
According to Corto she was being held at the Beklor Hotel by group of mercenaries. Corto needed Vashtin and the crew to help with the exit strategy and claimed to have a different group in place to handle the actual rescue work. The job sounded too good to be true; Corto had said that the other crew was the best of the best, his Alpha team and there would be no problem. Describing the mission to his own crew had been anything but a walk in the holopark.
“So basically we’re just relying on Corto telling us the truth. Of course I’m a little annoyed. This Alpha Team seems like an insult. There is no other crew in this sector that is as good as we are at getting people out of hard locked up places.”
Arya had scoffed at him. “I can think of at least four other groups in the region that can pull of a job without ever raising an alarm. Our track record with quiet jobs is not good.”
“You use HUWG every mission. Things always ‘get loud’.” Teyza said with folded arms and a bit of a scowl on her lips.
The Captain of the Ion Wolf chuckled. “Kid you’re too young to be so cynical. You keep frowning like that and that’s how your face will be forever.” Vashtin said as he perched on the main circular console in the galley area. Teyza was standing near the corridor entrance of the front of the ship while Arya was settled on one of the plush well-worn couches with a datapad in her hands. Nijia, constantly the supportive warrior stood in Vashtin’s shadow. Any doubts the Kaleesh had; he appeared to be keeping them to himself.
“Now I know that things don’t always go according to plan. But that’s why we have HUWG and that’s also why I’ve made the Wolf into the ship she is. My beauty isn’t meant for pleasure cruising, she’s meant to be raiding battlefields and then getting out faster than she shows up. I want to hear about a crew with better successes than us when the chips are down.”
“So far I’ve found at least two, Rylin Darkfyre a Mandalorian operator and…..”
“Enough I already accepted the job and Corto is not the type that you can say no too, especially if you want to live. If his Alpha Team doesn’t get the job done right well than we’ll just have to do what we do best. End of story.” The Captain from Jabiim had declared before he departed the galley area.
Now settled into the cockpit and reminiscing of his way of handling the situation he realized he could have done better but he didn’t feel like dwelling too much on the past. Vashtin knew all too well the cost of second guessing any operation. You might have to think up new solutions to problems that your superiors handed down to you but once you made up your mind on how to solve the problem you had to see it through to the end. Hesitation gets people killed, mine has gotten people killed before. Vashtin thought glumly as he pulled up the specs on the Belkor Hotel. If they were going to get their job done right and be prepared in case the A team turned into the Schutta team than he had some homework before they emerged back into real space.
Four hours later.
The crew of the Ion Wolf waited. It was the same thing they’d done for an hour after hearing that the Alpha Team was starting their operation. So far that had been the last thing the band of smugglers had heard. By the time they had arrived on Kaluhtan’s surface the region that included the city with the target hotel was shrouded in darkness. It was the perfect conditions for getting the rescue team in and out but of course Vashtin knew the mission relied on more than just the weather. He wished there was more time to go over things, or maybe have Arya suck on his cock to relieve some of the edge. But once the mission had started his mind was narrowly focused on being ready for go time.
Nijia waited at the entrance to the cockpit while Arya sat in the copilot’s chair. Teyza had finished off all of the repairs on HUWG and was sitting with the droid at his launch tube, ready and perhaps counting down the minutes until her friend might be sent into battle. Vashtin was glad to have the big lug in their hand of cards but there was another player he had started to worry about. He turned back to Niija. “Once these guys get aboard our ship, make sure you watch them. It would be just like Corto to have them try to kill us. Cuts out having to pay us and gets himself one of the best ships in the sector.”
“I will be watchful captain.” Nijia replied curtly, his voice already mixed with electronic feedback since he had donned his modified clone trooper helmet. The Kaleesh warrior stood still as a stone warrior in the shadows of the cockpit. The one time Separatist from Jabiim was happy to count him amongst his crew. Suddenly he heard a beeping coming from the console. His eyes met with Arya’s.
“That’s the signal for pickup. Looks like you were wrong about this Alpha team after all Vash.” Arya said with a plucky smile before she started activating the engines and preparing the Wolf for takeoff.
Vashtin settled back into the well-worn material of the pilot’s chair and let out a slow sigh of relief. “Don’t sound too happy miss twin tails. Corto will probably try to slice a bit of our payment off since we’re only a taxi this mission.” Vashtin said as he straightened up and made sure to check the scopes for any patrol craft. Their flight plan still looked clear as could be. Nijia departed from the room to prepare for his role of the pickup operation at the landing ramp. The Ion Wolf moved in towards the city from its camping spot on a nearby mesa. As Vashtin watched the sensor screen and noted that they had just passed the outer wall of the city, static came in over the com line.
“Mayday maday. Pickup! There were more mercs than we prepared for.” The line cut in and out. Occasionally Arya and Vashtin move in closer and heard cries of battle and high volume exchanges of blasterfire. At least this mission went loud before we got involved. Vashtin moved in quick and keyed the com. “Alpha Team. Is the package safe? We’re inbound. On site in five minutes.”
“Better get that engine working overtime Pickup. They’ve got a E-Web cannon covering the roof of the building. I’ve got the package but its just Brigs, Kaulil and myself left.” Vashtin heard a wet cough echo over the com line. Years hearing similar sounds in the trench fighting at Jabiim told him that the man on the line was in bad shape.
“We’ll get there, Alpha. Hang in there.”
———-//————///———-
When the roof of the Beklor Hotel came into view Vashtin and Nijia were prepping at the landing ramp. A small square screen mounted on the right side of the access corridor showed them what was going on in the cockpit. The former resistance fighter watched with a sharp grin as Arya expertly handled the craft and used the forward guns to turn the E-Web cannon position into shrapnel. It sent a few of the attackers scurrying like frightened little mud ants but Vashtin couldn’t take the time to enjoy the small victory. A scan readout as they got close had shown at lest twenty some hostiles on the roof of the Hotel along with support marksman on other nearby buildings. This was going to be a hot exit.
“Heads up Guard Team we’re about to open the casket! I’m putting us as close to Alpha as I can which means you’ll have people shooting at you as soon as the ramp opens. Good luck Guard Team.” Arya’s familiar voice called out over the com unit. Vashtin closed his eyes and took one last calming breath. His weapons were ready and his armor, including his helmet, was secure. It was time for fighting.
“Doors opening!” Arya called out as Vashtin felt the ship rapidly lowering into position. There was a slow ‘creening’ noise as the ramp started to lower. Immediately he moved into position with his unique blaster weapon set into carbine mode. The roof would have been dark except for all the blaster fire that immediately filled his limited scope of vision. Still there was cover on the roof in the form of raised air recycler units and other power affixtures. It gave Vashtin the space to not be in the mouth of the landing ramp and made him harder to hit.
In a military operation he may have been lucky enough to spot the Alpha Team members through ID tag markers but he had no such luck this encounter. Instead he only saw flashes of movement in the darkness but he figured that any of the ones shooting towards him were bad guys. “Nijia! Find the package and get them aboard now!” Vashtin shouted into his helmet com as he opened up with his Merkor II Blaster rifle. It was hard to tell if he hit anything in the crazy environment so Vashtin made sure to keep his bursts short and sweet. Depending on the attacking group’s caliber they might duck at any opposition or they might simply call in a sniper to take him out for good. Vashtin privately hoped it would be the former.
“Captain. I found her, and two Alpha Team survivors. We’re en route. Cover us!” The Kaleesh’s growling tone rang in Vashtin’s earpiece. Suddenly the smuggler captain heard something to his right. A figure in mismatched armor and some sort of symbol on his right shoulder guard kicked out at Vashtin’s head. The smuggler managed to take the blow in the shoulder but the force of the strike sent him right into the housing of the air recycler.
Vashtin’s entire head rung from the injury and worse still his helmet’s systems were bugging out on him. Static nearly drowned out his eyes and ears as he struggled to figure out where the attacker was, but he couldn’t see him. The smuggler quickly detached the bucket and then managed to get a clear view of the incoming kick coming towards his face. Vashtin caught the armored toe with the empty part of his helm and then shoved forward as he rose up from the ground. His attacker stumbled backward as he lost balance but he quickly recovered as Vashtin started running for his ship.
“Dammit!” Vashtin growled out when he felt a hot laser bolt blast into his left shoulder. The force of the strike sent him off balance. Crashing down right in front of the landing ramp the native from Jabiim quickly scrambled for his blatgun. His right hand had just reached the handle when a heavy armored boot landed on the gun.
“You need to stop this! We have no quarrel with you but the girl stays.” Vashtin heard a blaster recycling above him and he slowly looked up to see the same figure with mismatched armor. The symbol on his right shoulder seemed strangle familiar in a way but all Vashtin cared about was the man’s mercy. That and the speedy rumbling that was traveling along the material of the roof that he was settled on.
While Vashtin’s right hand was busy holding onto his blastgun the left hand had been hidden against his lower chest, close to his belt. With a snarl more fitting to a wild barbarian Vashtin pulled a small vibroblade from his belt and slammed it straight into the toe of the strange merc who hadn’t pulled the trigger. The smuggler captain managed to get to a crouch before another blast slashed at the ground nearby.
“What the hells the matter with you? I gave you a chance to walk away you scum!”
“That’s the thing. I’m not leaving till my friend there gets back to the ship. Next time, shoot first.” Vashtin said as he flipped the man a half smile. The soldier raised up his blaster rifle but as soon as he did a dark reptilian growl came from behind him. He had just enough time to turn before Nijia slammed the poor bastard right off the roof of the Beklor Hotel. Vashtin tried to laugh but just ended up coughing. The pain in his shoulder was starting to burn through the adrenaline of the fight.
“Took you long enough.” Vashtin said before he noted that the powerfully built Kaleesh was holding a young human female close in the crook of his right arm.
“And now we really should be going.” Nijia said as he moved past Vashtin and put one foot onto the landing ramp. Vashtin nodded before seeing a pair of enemies appearing from the darkness and the air recycler units. The Jabiimi freedom fighter plucked up his blastgun with his boot and fired two heavy rounds into the interlopers. Each of the party crashers fell back with smoldering blast wounds in their chests.
“Well if you’re done having a good time.” Vashtin said with a bit of a low growl before he quickly followed Nijia up onto the landing ramp. Before the smuggler had made it two steps the Kaleesh activated the ramp and Vashtin had to duck a bit low as he made it back aboard his ship. He placed a hand on the side of the access corridor as he felt the Ion Wolf blasting up and away from the roof of the hotel. They were moving out of the area and Vashtin couldn’t be happier. Whoever those people were who had gotten in their way it looked like they had killed off all of the Alpha Team.
Once they got Gemyline Croft secured in the med bay under Teyza’s care Arya had put them into a dark orbit while the Guard team pathed themselves up, a time honored tradition after many of their missions. Vashtin’s left shoulder had a black crater in it while Nijia’s helmet and armor had earned several new blaster marks from his own part in the mission. The Kaleesh had also broken a finger smashing in the helmet of one of the attackers. While Vashtin worked at setting up a splint for his friend the Kaleesh told him what had happened when he found the girl.
“I took out two before I found her. They had skill, strange armor though, some old some newish. And always this symbol, not familiar with it. Nrghhh.. are you trying to injure my hand more?” The Kaleesh snarled at Vashtin.
“You’re a regular crying Jedi aren’t you. Almost done. And I’m doing no worse than when you tried to pop my arm back in after that job on Eriadu.”
“Haha that was a fun job. But anyhow I found the girl and there were two of those mercs grabbing her. She wasn’t putting up any fight.” The Kaleesh told his partner in crime as Vashtin finished patching up the splint.
“She’s some Imperial Governor’s little brat. She’s probably never seen a blaster except for in the hands of her pop’s guards. Poor thing must be frightened as a nexu kitten.” Vashtin said before he checked to make sure the bacta patch was still secure on his shoulder before he pulled back on his jacket.
The Kaleesh nodded slowly. Sometimes Nijia had to remember that not every sentient species trained their young in the art of war. “I will feel better once she is off the ship and Corto pays us.”
“Same here Nijia. I’m going to check in with Arya and set the coordinates up right now.”
As he moved along through the corridors of the Ion Wolf Vasthin was surprised to see Gemyline Croft and Teyza standing in front of the cockpit. “Captain she needs our help.” Teyza blurted out bluntly. Vashtin immediately shook his head and then moved past the two on his way to the cockpit.
“Not of the job Teyza and you know that. Pick her up drop her off, that’s it.” Vashtin replied back curtly before he settled into the captain’s chair. “Set coordinates for Tabortil. I’m looking forward to finishing this job for Corto and quickly. I’d wager he’ll be in a foul mood after losing Alpha Team.”
The young governor’s daughter suddenly appeared behind him with Teyza close by. “My father will hear of your unwillingness to help me captain. He is a very powerful man in this sector.”
“Your father made a deal with Corto. Deal was someone like me risks their neck and gets you out of a bad situation. That’s the limited amount of neck-risking allotted for this mission. There are no freebies, not even for a governor’s daughter.” Vashtin said, largely ignoring even looking at Gemyline.
“What if I told you, I know where the rebels are hiding ten million credits in gold bars.” Gemyline stated just about as Arya’s hand was reaching to jump them to Tabortil. Vashtin’s head lowered an inch as the number rang again in his head. ‘Ten million credits.’ The smuggler captain’s hand moved forward and stopped Arya’s orange fingers from hitting the control that would jump them away from the planet.
“You’ve got one minute to convince me sweetheart.”
Gemyline Croft sat in a chair in front of the Ion Wolf’s central holoprojector. Around her the crew of the smuggler ship was assembled. Captain Vashtin sat in his nice ornate chair that had once occupied the galley of a luxury yacht and Arya, his twi’lek copilot and partner in crime leaned against the right side of the chair with her left arm around her captain. Nijia was using a smoothing stone on his Lig sword while Teyza sat with her legs crossed as she studied a datapad.
The daughter of an Imperial Moff was their cargo and yet with the mention of a great treasure trove of stolen imperial credits that would be relatively easy to move she had gone from cargo to a contact. Of course Vashtin had no intention of letting her go once this new job was done, it would be one thing to deliver Gemyline safety back to the original contact, a criminal lord named Corto. It would be another thing, and entirely fatal to Vashtin and his crew to not complete the job at all. Currently their new contact was finishing entering coordinates for the new target building into the holoprojector. While Vashtin’s gut told him to lock her up in the med bay and drop her back off with Corto on the planet Tabortil his mind argued that ten million credits would go a long way in setting Vashtin and his crew up for life. He was sure he’d pick up the occasional anti imperial job now and again but that many credits meant he could set up a nice place somewhere where he and Arya didn’t have to constantly look out for bounty hunters or other scums.
‘I can pay off the debts for the Wolf and those scum working for Barka. Hell with that many credits I could buy a whole suit of mandalorian steel while I keep blowing up Imperial supply depots. Of course, that relies on the word of some Imperial Moff’s daughter. We’ve started jobs on worse.’ Finally Gemyline Croft put in the last command into the system.
“The Archial Museum,” Gemyline said as a ghostly blue image of a large structure appeared in the middle of the Ion Wolf’s crew. The building was circular with at least five floors based on the data streaming along the outer edge of the holographic. “ it has served Karlil as the center for culture and art preservation for over fifty years now.”
“Someone stashed ten million credits in a museum?” Araya asked inquisitively.
Gemyline paused for a moment before nodding towards the orange skinned twi’lek in sitting across from where the moff’s daughter was settled. “The museum is a quiet and relative unvisited location. From what I heard during my time captured this made it an ideal hiding place for a horde of treasure that the planet acquired during the clone wars.”
“So why haven’t the rebels just gone in and grabbed the gold themselves.” Nijia asked with a curious look of his reptilian eyes.
“It has to be genetically locked to the system governor. That’s why they grabbed Gemyline. A genetic lock could be hacked to scan a slightly wider target region. They could trick the system using a child’s genetic imprint.” Arya stated as she looked over the information. Her orange finger raised up and pointed towards some of the data streams. “These here, mention the switch and where the safe is hidden. We might be able to sneak in and use HUWG for the heavy lifting.”
The captain leaned in and scanned through the ghostly blue map once again. “There is an access corridor nearby. It connects the museum to a loading area. Should have one maybe two guards. The corridor is large enough for HUWG to fit through. But it’s risky,” The smuggler captain turned his eyes towards Teyza. “You think he’s ready to go yet Teyza?” Vashtin asked the young Togruta softly.
The young lady with red and white markings looking at her captain and then at the holoprojector before she slowly nodded. “As long as I’m with him he should be fine.”
“Very good. Alright everyone we’ll continue running dark so no one can find us out here. Tomorrow get ready to move at oh five hundred hours. Should be able to move in before any museum staff are around.”
Gemyline looked a little startled at such an early wakeup time. “We really have to go that early? Isn’t there more security at night? Automated systems and that sort of thing?” She asked nervously as her eyes scanned through the display. “Yes, right here at the back entrance.”
“Arya can handle that. She’s quite the artist with anything from a hydrospanner to a computer spike. Just make sure you stay sharp once we get in. If those rebels are hanging around they’ll want to get you back. You should get some rest. Teyza.” Vashtin declared and the two young ladies soon left the holoprojector area located in the middle of the ship.
“She’s nervous Vash.” Arya said with an air of slight nervousness in her voice.
“I know. Don’t worry we’ll be fine. Let’s run over the plans again.” The captain of the Ion Wolf said as he gave Arya a knowing wink. The two went through all the details that were available to make sure that they had all the angles covered. There was still some stuff that they couldn’t be sure of but overall it appeared that they could complete the mission, with a bit of luck. Eventually Arya stood up and gave Vashtin a small parting kiss.
“I’m going to make sure all the equipment is ready to go for the mission. Don’t take too long mudboy. I might want some fun myself.” Arya said as she headed out towards the armory that housed their heavy weapons, gear and even two small speeder bikes. Vashtin himself stood up and nodded to Nijia before he headed over to Teyza’s room. He made sure to approach quietly before he knocked on the door. Teyza opened up the door in a white shirt that looked a bit too large for her and some basic underwear.
“Hello captain. I thought you said we should get some rest.” She said with an innocent tone and sparkly eyes. Vashtin placed his hand lightly on her shoulder and then cupped her neck.
“I just wanted to check on you and Gemyline, make sure you two were settled and ready for the mission.” Vashtin said as he felt her warm flesh underneath his touch. Teyza’s flesh shivered beneath his fingers as she nodded and allowed him access to her room. The Moff’s daughter was already curled up on Teyza’s bed wearing an underdress she had apparently borrowed from Teyza.
“Is everything okay, captain?” Gemyline asked as she pulled the covers a bit higher to cover her body.
“It’s okay, Gemy. The captain comes in sometime to cuddle with me. I still get nightmares from when I lived at Coruscant. He keeps me warm till I go to sleep. He could keep you warm too.”
“Really…” Gemyline said with more than a bit of disbelief in her tone as Vashtin removed his jacket and shirt. The moff’s daughter watched as Teyza pulled up her oversized white top and revealed a pair of perky breasts that had orange and white markings like the rest of her body. With the young Togruta’s help eventually the two of the captain and his youngest crewmember were both naked and Vashtin slide into position behind Teyza on the bed.
Gemyline still had the covers over her body when Teyza’s leg started to rub against her own flesh. “You don’t have to be shy, Gemy. We’re all part of a crew, we take care of each other on the Wolf. I take care to make sure HUWG is always fixed and the captain takes care of me when I get lonely or have bad dreams.” Teyza said right before the young Togruta woman let out a soft lusty sigh. Gemyline’s eyes narrowed as she saw motions of the blankets where Vashtin and Teyza’s body were. The two forms were very close together.
Underneath the blankets Vashtin’s hands rubbed all over Teyza’s breasts and down between her legs. It didn’t take much from his fingers to get the Togruta’s pussy wet and shiny, especially once he started rubbing his cock against her sex from the other end.
“Mrmmm.. Captain, you make me feel so warm.” Teyza whispered out as she let her fingers rub over her flesh and over Vashtin’s fingers as he played with her hard nipples and her liquid soft flesh. The young orange and white skinned girl moaned out weakly as she felt Vashtin’s beard rub against her neck as he laced a stream of kisses up to her cheek and headtails.
Vashtin let out a soft groan of his own as he stroked the inside of Teyza’s legs and rubbed his cock along the inside of her outer lips. He was always gentle with Teyza, even though this was far from the first time they had spent an evening together. One night Teyza had a nightmare and came to Vashtin and Arya’s room at night for comfort. She was terrified, mentioned something about the farm and the master, and had huddled close to Arya while pulling for Vashtin to lay close to her back for warmth and comfort. The two smugglers had warmed the young Togruta up in more ways than one after Teyza started playing with Arya’s breasts and rubbing her tight ass against Vashtin’s crouch.
Now as Gemyline inched forward beneath the covers to warm up to Teyza Vashtin found it was nice to relax after the job had started on such a bad note. Worrying about Corto and his anger at losing a squad of mercs washed away as he enjoyed the warmth of Teyza. When the young Togruta finally grabbed a hold of the slightly wet tip of his cock she guided the tip into her wet warm entrance.
Vashtin groaned and Teyza gasped as the first few inches of his cock pressed inside of her pink pussy. His fingers rubbed over the cute Togruta’s breasts and hips as he slowly started to pump her young cunt with his thick long cock. He loved feeling her hard nipples and the taunt flesh of her hips as they gyrated against Vashtin’s hard flesh.
“Ooohmm.. captain.. fuhh…fuck… yes….” Teyza moaned aloud while her hands clung to Gemyline’s shoulders as she was fucked vigorously from behind. Vastin could feel the warmth growing as the three lay underneath the comforters. The smuggler captain pushed the blankets off and found Teyza’s orange and white hands were rubbing Gemyline’s breasts beneath the moff daughter’s borrowed dress.
“Ah… Mrmmm. Teyza… your hands are so warm.” Gemyline said softly as Teyza smiled at the Imperial girl’s gasps and lusty moans.
“See. I told you that when the captain comes he fixes… nrggh… ahhh.. he fixes everything, including the cold… cuaahh..” The lovely Togruta mechanic gasped aloud as Vashtin slapped his hand onto her hip and gave the tight flesh a squeeze before he pulled back and then drove his cock right back into her young tight little cunt. As Vashtin pressed his entire body forward and back against Teyza’s form he managed to catch a glimpse of Teyza pulling the dress over Gemyline’s body and revealing the human’s form to both Teyza and Vashtin. Gemyline had a lithe athletic body that was a bit fuller than Teyza with breasts at least one size above the Togruta mechanic’s bust.
“Mraawhh… captain….. please.. warm up my pussy. That’s it…. Fuck… warm up my whole body….” Teyza cried out as her hands continued playing over Gemyline’s breasts after pulling the Moff’s daughter close to her. Vashtin growled through the building pleasure boiling in his loins. He knew that Gemyline’s father would have him gutted and worse if he ever found out about the smuggler captain fooling around with his daughter. Thankfully Vashtin had a feeling Gemyline wouldn’t tell many about the encounter and it didn’t seem like she had much to complain. Every time Teyza played with her nipples or sucked on her tits the Moff’s daughter moaned out warmly before she eventually wrapped her legs around Vashtin’s to pull her body snug with Teyza’s.
“Your command of her pleasure seems excellent indeed Captain Draus.” Gemyline said in between heated gasps before Teyza started to cum and cum loudly.
“Captain… cuaaaghh…. Fuck… fuck my pussy… I’m cum… I’m cumming!” She roared out as her pussy started to tighten sharply along the length of Vashtin’s invading prick. With the surge in sensation Vashtin didn’t last long as the young girl’s tight hole clasped repeatedly around his cock, pulling him in and securing her inner most parts around his powerful length.
Soon enough the smuggler captain started to cum from the onslaught of pleasure his mechanic was giving him. His hands squeezed at her breasts with the occasional reach towards Gemyline’s own larger tits. Both girls screamed with euphoric pleasure as Vashtin filled Teyza’s tight cunny with a warm dose of cum as she pressed her body back fully to take as much of his cock as she was able to.
“Mrmmm… nyaahh… captain… your cum always feels so good inside of my body. Gemyline you should try it.”
Vashtin had to laugh at that and simply rubbed Gemyline’s breasts as his arms moved past Tezya’s form. “I think that is enough excitement for one night. Maybe the three of us will celebrate a job well done. For now we should rest.” Vashtin said before he let his hands fall away from Gemyline’s body as he hugged Teyza’s. The girls played with each other a bit more before both of them fell to sleep. He would have liked to linger for the rest of the night and keep a watch on Gemyline but displeasing Arya was not something he could afford to do, she liked her own pre mission distractions just like Teyza. So once the two young girls were asleep Vashtin slyly untangled himself from Teyza’s arms and then collected his clothes and headed out of Teyza’s room.
In the early hours of the morning the crew of the Ion Wolf was preparing for their mission. Everyone including Gemyline was geared up. The Moff’s daughter had a suit of light padded clothing and had been given a small blaster pistol in case things got dicey. Nijia was wearing his usual battle armor and had already placed his modified clone trooper helmet on his head. The Kaleesh looked menacing by nature alone but when he was fully equipped Vashtin felt like he could go toe to toe with a Mandalorian as far as presentation as well as deadly skill. Vashtin had his modular blaster at the ready and wore his long mud colored cloak over a light suits of composite armor and Teyza and Arya wore light clothing with built in armor weave. All in all the crew was as well-equipped as an elite stormtrooper unit, Vashtin just hoped they would’t run into any of those on the operation. As the captain took one last look over his unit he gave a small smirk and a nod to his crew and the one extra passenger.
“Alright, let’s do this thing.”
Aproximately an hour and thirty minutes after they had woken up the strike team had the back area of the Archial museum locked out. The two security guards had been knocked out and Arya was watching the coms channels with her security kit. She had a modified headset around that allowed her to not only track calls and signals from the museum’s security system but monitor local imperial frequencies as well.
Nijia had already got the doors open and with HUWG in close proximity the Kaleesh warrior was leading the group. Tezya was in front of Vashtin with Gemyline right beside her. The captain wanted to bring up the rear, both as an old habit and because today his gut had not been settled at all. Still his eyes were sharp and his nerves were wiry for any sign of trouble. A man like Vashtin survived only as his wits and luck could take him and with each step into further into the museum he knew he was getting close to a giant payoff, but the unease lingered.
Having reviewed Gemyline’s plans it didn’t take the group long to find the security vault. Teyza settled in and used a datapad to interface with the vault’s security system. With a program that Arya had worked up they got through the general security measures and walked straight along towards the genetic fingerprint lock. Gemyline moved forward with a slight hint of worry as she moved further into the administrator’s room where the safe was held. She looked towards Teyza who gave her a smile and a comforting nod. Nijia patted HUWG on the back and then glanced back towards the moff’s daughter. The warrior looked over to the captain as well but at the moment the captain was either staring at both young women’s assess or merely watching the proceedings. Either way Nijia returned his helmeted gaze towards watching the outside of the administrator’s room.
Gemyline put her finger on the scanning device linked to the vault and the crew waited nervously for the results. HUWG simply continued looking straight forward as the droid’s entire command programming was to watch the area outside of the room, not the inside. Vashtin’s blaster swept over the area, ready for anything to jump out. Growing up on a world with constant rain and terrain that was often muddy to the point of walking on a layer of liquid earth made you warry of things popping out from things that looked normal. But for the life of him everything looked good. Finally there was a small beep and the scanner lit up with green light, confirming that the lock had been disabled.
Vashtin let out a sigh of relief and both Teyza and Gemyline smiled back at him. The three opened up HUWG’s rear compartment and started loading up the gold bars that they had found within the security vault. Vashtin couldn’t help but have a little pep in his step. He’d never seen so much gold. It was marked with the seal of the planetary governor from the Clone Wars so it would have to be melted down to help with traceability but they almost had it. With the last bar added Vashtin closed the hatch and gave HUWG a pat on the rear of the droid’s armored carapace. “Not many things better than your droid being loaded up with gold bricks.”
“Oh I can think of a view things captain.” Gemyline said before she ripped Teyza’s datapad out of the Togruta’s hands. As Vashtin realized what was going on the moff’s daughter quickly punched in a command into the datapad. The tip of Vashtin’s blaster heated up before he hit the datapad square in the back before hitting the moff’s daughter in her upper shoulder.
“Bah… you piece of filth. Nrrgnnn.” Gemyline Croft spat out as the datapad lay smoldering in front of her. Teyza got back up and looked at HUWG while Vashtin stood over the moff’s daughter.
“Big mistake girl.” Vashtin said as he readied one more shot.
“I’m afraid it was, Captain. But at least it won’t be my last. Your last one was putting me where I’d have access to your droid’s mechanic.”
“Captain!” Teyza called out as Vashtin kept his blaster trained on the traitorous whelp of a bastard moff. He hated getting played. As his head turned toward the door however he found a much greater threat.
HUWG had turned around and now as he faced the captain his heavy repeater blaster and his grenade launcher were now primed and aimed right towards Vashtin. “Primary target acquired. Eliminate Captain Vashtin.”
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