Southern Stars

TITLE: Southern Stars
AUTHOR: Schmootika
RATING: NC-17
SUMMARY: A southern fried story of a group of girlfriends traveling to visit their favorite Sith Lord.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in the Star Wars universe. I make no money from the stories I write. If I did own it, I’d have a naked Sith Lord with me right now and would not be writing this story.

“Hold me close now, hold me tight. Don't let go of me tonight. You're all I want, you're all I need. …”

Chapter XIX


Kelly ran to the top of the stairs and saw Vader holding a weeping and cussing Renee in his arms. “What happened?”

Vader did not even look up as he replied. “Trouble in paradise.”

Spanning the stairs, Kelly knelt down beside Renee and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Are you ok? I heard a shot.”

Renee looked up from Vader’s chest, tears still streaming down her bruised face, yet with her jaw clenched in anger. Kelly gasped at her appearance and leaned her head against Renee’s. Taking a deep breath, Renee told Kelly what transpired between her and Bonnie. Kelly could not believe that Bonnie would betray Renee like that. Hugging her friend, she retreated back upstairs and to the willing arms of the Lieutenant waiting for her.

Vader scooped up Renee in his strong arms, and took her upstairs to her room. She clung to him as he sat her down on the bed. “Please don’t leave me, baby.” She whimpered.

Feeling compassion for his belle almost melted his icy heart - almost. He knew he must turn his attention to swift retribution against the Jedi for their invasion of his home, but decided to stay with her for a little while at least. Renee threw the robe off her and ran her hands along his chest. She felt so keyed up; she just needed to escape, to loose herself in him.

Sitting up, she looked deep into his blue eyes and threaded her fingers though hair, pulling him to her. Her lips sought out his, and she quivered with excitement. Holding her tightly, Vader felt her shiver against him and ran his lips against hers. Renee moaned as she melted into his kiss, parting his full lips with her tongue. Brushing his tongue against hers, he felt the worries of earlier fade away as he lost himself in her passionate embrace.

Vader could not stop himself from biting her bottom lip as he pulled away from her. Renee moaned as she felt his teeth sink into her soft flesh and she tasted her own blood. The coppery taste flooded her taste buds and she wrapped her hand in his hair, pulling harshly. Moaning, his neck muscles straining against her surprising strength, he felt her teeth running over his shoulder, her tongue leaving wet trails on his neck.

Vader sat up and Renee released him as she gazed into his lust filled eyes. She moved toward him, but he grabbed her hands and wrenched them behind her. Renee groaned as he twisted her wrists hard and scraped his teeth over her neck. Jerking her body backwards, Vader fell against her but did not stop his onslaught on her willing flesh.

He was like an animal, almost howling as he raked his teeth over her body, feeling himself stiffen with each moan he elicited from her. Squirming against him, Renee tried to loosen his grip on her wrists, but he just looked up at her and sneered, removing his hands and replacing them with Force hands.

Kneading her flesh roughly, he left slight red marks in his wake as he went lower. Renee moaned as she felt him move away from her and she caught him tugging his pants off and tossing them on the floor. Starting at her feet, he licked and nibbled his way up until he had her shaking with desire. A sinful smile came upon his face and he looked down on her, running one long finger over her quivering mound.

Renee hissed when Vader knelt down and passed his tongue lightly over her clit. *More.* Renee implored. She felt him chuckle against her lips as he buried his face against her folds, his tongue lashing out, his fingers slipping inside her. Dancing on his tongue and deeply thrusting fingers, her breath came in short puffs as he brought her to the brink of ecstasy. Gasping, she felt Vader nip sharply and he was rewarded with a gush of her warm juices.

Sitting up, licking his lips, he smiled and moved over her body. He traced his lips along her breasts, letting his teeth graze against her hardened nipples. Twining his fingers in her hair, Vader pulled her head back and Renee grunted at the welcome pain. He slipped between her legs and thrust into her as he bit her neck viciously. Renee cried out, not in pain, but in exquisite pleasure and clenched her muscles tightly. Vader groaned, hungrily lapping at the blood oozing from her wound, as he felt her orgasm sweep through her.

*Mine, mine* Their words wound in each others’ minds as her climax sent him over the edge. No longer able to hold back, Vader tore himself away from her slender neck, threw his head back and grunted as he came. Renee flexed her muscles to squeeze every last drop from him and he collapsed on top of her, shuddering and sated.


Mace brought Martha through the halls of the Jedi temple and as they turned down one corridor, they ran into Bonnie and Obi-wan.

Martha gasped at the sight of a battered and bruised Bonnie. “What the fuck happened to you?” Martha asked as she walked toward her.

Bonnie snorted. “I got into a bit of trouble.”

Nodding his head, Obi-wan replied, “A bit? I’d say so.”

Mace looked suspiciously at Obi-wan. The girls paid them no attention as Bonnie spun her tale to Martha. Martha smacked Bonnie up side her head at one point. “Did you loose your fuckin’ mind? What the fuck did we tell ya? Damnit girl! It’s a wonder ya’ll didn’t get killed.”

Bonnie looked shocked at Martha’s words, but she knew deep down that Martha was right. She had done a terrible thing and there was going back now.

“And all this shit is makin’ me loose my buzz. Mace, ya better take me now!” Martha hollered as she extended her hand to him.

Obi-wan could hardly contain his amusement. He never saw Master Windu so agitated or embarrassed. Mace grabbed Martha’s hand and gave Obi-wan a knowing look as he shuffled her off to his room.


Cindy awoke in a darkened room, stripped naked. She tried to roll over but found her hands and feet were tied to the bed. Her mind began to clear and she felt a presence in the room with her. The reality of her situation set in suddenly. She remembered being in a chamber with that nasty old man. He must have done this to her. Closing her eyes, she tried to calm her nerves, which at this point were frayed to the ends.

A figure appeared out of the shadows and approached the bed. Cindy’s eyes flew open as she looked at her captor. It was not the old, sickly looking man she saw earlier; this man was young with shoulder length jet-black hair and pale skin. He wore only black pants and his lean body shone like gleaming bone. What caught her attention the most was his striking amber eyes. As Cindy gazed at this man, a glimmer of recognition sparked in her.

Sitting down on the bed beside her, he ran his long fingers up and down her legs. “So, my dear, tell me about your friends.” His voice was low and deep but had a crackling quality to it as well.

Cindy was mesmerized by him. He was truly a striking dark vision and she grinned widely as her thoughts ran wild. “Which friend do ya wanna know about, baby?”

Running his hand up her thigh, he trailed it upward toward her breasts but did not grab them. Instead, he just circled them and leaned over her, teasing the nipples with his hot breath. “The one that has captured Lord Vader’s attention.”

Cindy lost herself in his touch. It was so cold, yet hot at the same time. Looking into his glowing eyes, she licked her lips as he moved closer to her, his breath warming her neck. “You, uh, you mean Renee?”

A wicked grin curved his lips and he watched her with a delighted fascination as she squirmed beneath his touch. “Yes. Tell me more about her. How did she,” he paused to flick his tongue over her collarbone, “come to be here?”

Cindy groaned as he continued his feathery light touches and the occasional running of his wet tongue over her quivering flesh. “Um, he brought all of us here. Don’t know how.” Feeling him reach lower, Cindy moaned as his touch became harder and he stroked between her trembling legs.

Moving off the bed, he bent down and tugged off his pants. Cindy bit her lower lip as she looked at his pale flesh and his twitching member standing tall between his legs. Crawling up between her legs, he knelt down and glared at her. His eyes seemed to look right through her and she shuddered when she felt him run one finger between her wet folds. Smirking, he moved up her body, rubbing his hardness across her thigh. “Is there anything else you want to tell me?”

Cindy sighed. “We, um, we’re gonna leave in two days.” She shuddered as he posed at her entrance. Straining against her ties, Cindy tried to free herself, but it was to no avail.

He snickered at her attempts and stroked her thighs as he slowly slipped inside her. Cindy groaned as she felt him moving, his wicked lips suckling on her breast. Closing her eyes, she let the delicious feelings take hold of her and she met his thrusts with increased urgency.

As she posed on the brink of her orgasm, she leaned her head down and opened her eyes. A loud scream escaped her lips. She no longer saw the handsome young man between her legs, but the old twisted sickly man she saw earlier.

He cackled as he finished with her, enjoying her young body thrashing around, the sounds of her whimpering and her screams of horror.


Renee snuggled against Vader’s chest and placed kisses on the fresh marks on his skin. She felt so content and yet she knew the events of this week had changed her whole world. To live without his touch was something that she didn’t want to think about. The time was quickly approaching for their departure and she did not look forward to telling him goodbye.

Vader chuckled as he listened to her thoughts. He kissed her head and rolled away from her, sitting up on the side of the bed. “I must go deal with these problems.” Slipping into his pants, he turned to look at the pitiful creature lying in the bed. Renee pouted and sighed, she knew that he had things to do, probably ‘horrible things’. Not that she didn’t want to hear about what he was planning, or that the ‘horrible things’ would do anything but fuel her desire for him, she just didn’t want to be alone right now.

Fastening his belt around his waist, he leaned over the bed and kissed her soundly, stroking his fingers through her hair. “I will tell you when I get back, my belle. There is a tonic in the fresher that will help you sleep. Do you want me to prepare one for you?” He ran his hand across the wound on her neck and felt her shudder against his touch.

She looked into his blue eyes and replied, “I would like that baby. Thanks.” She held his hands and turned her face to rub against them. Vader smiled at her and walked past the bed, but was surprised when Renee stood up and smacked him hard on the ass. “Hey! What was that for?” he asked, turning to face her, a wide grin on his face.

“You needed it. Or I did.” Renee laughed. “I just can’t seem to keep my hands off ya, baby.”

Vader smirked and swished his ass as he walked to the fresher. Renee roared with laughter. She had never seen him so playful. Maybe a bit of mayhem, sex, and fighting made him a happy Sith Lord. Vader stuck his head back into the room. “Well, the middle one is actually my favorite.” His smile was infectious and Renee grinned from ear to ear.

Returning to the bed, Vader made sure she drank all of the foul tasting concoction and tucked her in bed. “Sweet dreams, my belle.” He whispered, kissing her again before leaving the room.

Renee murmured to herself as she snuggled against his pillow. “Sith dreams, my Lord. Sith dreams.”