Tempting Twi'lek

Disclaimer: Whoops, forgot these things. I don’t any of the Star Wars characters, locations or other stuff. At least not yet…heh. Kidding.

Author’s note: Thanks for reviews again. In particular, thanks to Phantom for reading the second chapter and giving me helpful advice. I thought the last chapter was kind of boring, and anticlimactic as it was originally just going to be sex and end the story there. However, as some ideas for the fic changed, I decided to make that chapter the expositional one. Now the rest of the story can be mostly action, both in the traditional sense and the other one that this awesome site was created for.

After some demand, I decided to make this story involve sex, but not in such a full-blown manner as to take the importance of the rest of the story away. Please be lenient. I’ve never ever written a sex scene before. Ever.

Enough chatter. On with the story.


Obi-Wan watched the darkening skies as the Radiant XI took off, leaving the Temple Hangar and Coruscant’s atmosphere swiftly. In the control room, the Jedi watched as Plo Koon typed in the co-ordinates of their destination and plotted out the hyperspace journey. He turned to the others and stood.

“It will take some time to get to the Lumigrounds system”, he commented, “The hyperspace journey will be smooth and direct, so I will retire for now. I suggest you all do the same. We may have some difficult times upon our arrival. You all have your quarters designated. Goodnight, Master Jedi”, he walked out of the room and headed for his quarters.

The Padawan Salus Cross looked at his Master Whison Puroth, “This is my first mission, Master. I’d like to thank you for taking me with you”.

Whison Puroth launched into a small speech how Cross’ time as a Padawan was drawing to a close and soon he would be a Jedi Knight. Obi-Wan smiled. It was well said, but it wasn’t as if he hadn’t heard these talks enough times. That was one of the great things about Qui-Gon. He had never even hinted at Obi-Wan’ taking the trials until he suddenly proposed it at the Council when he had presented Anakin for training. At the time it had angered Obi-Wan, but now he recognized it as typical of the Jedi’s maverick ways.

He yawned. It had been a long and surprisingly stressful day, and he was keen to forget it. He headed for his room, and entered. It was small, but more lavish than his ones back in the Temple. He supposed that was because it had once been for politicians before it had been modified for Jedi use.

He shrugged off his robe. Before his much-needed sleep, he sat down on the carpeted floor and meditated, losing himself within the Force as he often did at the end of a long day. The walls were soundproof to ensure lack of disturbance. It was a dreamy, relaxing sensation, and for an hour Obi-Wan was unaware of the physical world. Only of the Force.

Sometimes when Obi-Wan meditated, he imagined he could almost hear a distant yet familiar voice calling out to him. It sounded warm and pleasant, like that of his old Master. Obi-Wan had considered asking Master Yoda about it, but had decided it may just be his memory and that he needed to discover the ways of the Force himself.

Eventually, he stood and stretched, ready for sleep. He paused. He sensed a presence approaching. Suddenly, the door opened and in stepped Aayla Secura.

He stared at the beautiful Twi’lek, who smiled almost shyly at him. She stepped closer, and with a click flick of her fingers switched the door panel controls to locked.

“Aayla”, Obi-Wan began awkwardly, at a complete loss for other words.

“Obi-Wan”, she continued smiling and shook her head, “I am sorry for what happened earlier in the Temple. The events were beyond our control”.

The Knight nodded slowly, secretly disappointed to learn that she had not genuinely meant to excite him so much, “Yes, you’re right. I’m sorry too. I don’t know what came over me…”

“No, no!” she laughed, “That’s not what I meant”.

She stepped closer, and her voice took on a more sultry tone.

“What I meant is…I finish what I start”.

With one swift moment, she took off her tank top, revealing a black bra beneath that hardly contained her full breasts. Then eagerly she undid and pulled down her trousers and kicked them aside.

Obi-Wan gulped. Her long, sinuous legs seemed to go on and on. Outlined by her mesmerising blue skin were black panties. Her skin was so smooth…he looked at her, and in an instant all the burning desire that had flowed through him earlier that day returned, washing away the shock at her actions.

Aayla shifted and placed one hand on her hip, trying to maintain a cool composition. Inside her heart was thumping madly and a hundred thoughts were flashing through her mind. What was she doing? And why? She was nervous. No other being had seen her like this before.

She looked up at Obi-Wan and erased all doubt from her mind as she leaned up and kissed him, closing her eyes as she did so. He hesitatingly returned it. She broke away after a few seconds of their lips touching, and knelt down before him.

Before the startled Kenobi could react, Aayla had removed his belt and unfastened his breeches. She pulled them down slightly, revealing his underwear that bulged increasingly as Obi-Wan watched her.

Her gentle fingers reached out and touched the bulge and started to stroke and rub it, with more and more pressure as time elapsed. Obi-Wan exhaled sharply. He was becoming more and more aroused, and he was annoyed at the constraint.

Aayla slowly pulled down his underwear and his erection sprang free, much to Obi-Wan’s relief. The Twi’lek at his feet smiled again in appreciation, looking up at Obi-Wan and arching one eyebrow as if for consent. He nodded.

She took the tip of his arousal in her small mouth. Obi-Wan felt her tongue dance around his rapidly heating head. He suppressed a groan, and at the same moment Aayla placed her hands on his hips to stabilize herself.

Slowly, she slid her head down his shaft, engulfing him in her warmth and wetness. She could feel him stiffen further in her mouth, and she withdrew her mouth, then took him back in again, still at a leisurely pace.

“Yes…” Obi-Wan whispered, surprising himself, “Oh…yes”.

She began to work faster, his length disappearing and reappearing more rapidly each time. Her fingers gripped onto his hips tightly as her head bobbed up and down his shaft. Aayla looked up, and for a second her and Obi-Wan’s eyes locked. Her eyes were startlingly brown against her sky-blue skin. Then, she looked down again and continued to pleasure him.

As her pace quickened, she began to suck. It produced a pleasant slurping noise, and it combined with the pressure of her lips to make Obi-Wan become more and more lustful.

Aayla murmured, “Mmmm”, and Obi-Wan was unable to control himself any longer.

His hands firmly grasped the base of her lekku and he started thrusting with his hips. Aayla suddenly found so much cock stuffed into her mouth, right to the back of her throat, that she nearly gagged. However, as he thrusted again and again she became used to and appreciative of it. She moaned.

As Obi-Wan realized she was enjoying it, he moved faster and faster. Although he was now in control, Aayla continued sucking as he pumped himself into her mouth over and over. Kenobi looked down and saw her ample bust bouncing in its bra as he thumping away at her mouth.

He felt a fiery sensation rising in his already heated body. With a few final violent thrusts, he reached his climax and held on tightly to her lekku as he seemed to explode inside her mouth, calling out her name loudly once.

Aayla felt her mouth fill up with his semen, splashing into her throat. As Obi-Wan removed his manhood from between her lips, she swallowed. She felt the warmth roll down her throat.

There were still some drops left on the head of Obi-Wan’s tool. Almost hungrily, she leaned forward and took the head of it between her lips. She gulped at it greedily.

Obi-Wan shuddered as she did so, then put himself away and watched as Aayla stood up. The Twi’lek picked up her tank top and pants and slid them on. The male Jedi could only stare with a mixture of longing and confusion as she turned to him and flashed him a smile.

“Goodnight, Obi-Wan”.

She turned and left the room.

Well….there we go! Hope someone liked it, I found it quite hard to write and I’m not sure what I think. Please review if you get the chance.