Mandalorian Delights

Title: Mandalorian Delights-Sith Entanglements
Author: Mistress Elana
Rating: NC-17
Summary: A dancer at Jabba's palace finds some fun and then some.
Disclaimer: I own nothing regarding the Star Wars universe. If I did, I'd have a certain Mandalorian with me and would not be writing this story.


Vader sat in his meditation sphere trying to block out the ripples in the Force that streamed from Elana's room. Although he was enjoying the waves of passion, he chuckled to himself at the idea of those feelings turning into fear once they realized the door was now locked.


Elana palmed the controls over and over with no success. Loki pulled on his boots and grabbed his helmet. "What's wrong?"

"The door's locked or jammed." Then Elana's eyes went wide. "Oh Sith, he knows."

Loki walked over to her and draped his arm around her shoulders. "If he wanted us dead, we would be already." He studied the controls and shrugged. "It seems I'll be stuck here for a while." Pointing his finger in her face, he snickered, "I guess you should have left when I offered."

Elana wrinkled her nose and tossed her hair over her shoulders. She walked over to a small chest and pulled out a bottle filled with a dark brown liquid. "Maybe I should have, but it's too late now." Uncorking the bottle, she took a deep swig and grimaced. "I say we make the best of the situation." She held out the bottle to Loki and he gave her an inquisitive glance before accepting it.

"I can try to tie into the security system and see where he is." He sniffed the bottle before taking a drink.

"Don't worry about it. He didn't really seem interested in keeping me for his harem. I think he has other ideas in mind." Elana grinned and sat back down on the bed, patting the spot beside her.


Vader felt the change in the Force. At first, a tinge of fear colored it, but now excitement took back over. He slowly opened his eyes and pondered whether he should interrupt them or let them have their fun. A wide smile thinned his lips and he once again closed his eyes, reaching out to savor the delicious sensations in the Force.


Loki threw down his helmet and sat next to her, pulling Elana into his arms and crushing her body against his cold durasteel armor. His fingertips traced along her lips, noticing how they parted for him. He leaned in and kissed her, his tongue caressing hers. Elana ran her hands up his chest armor and unbuckled it. Sitting back from her, he tossed the armor away and tugged off his boots. It had been a waste of time to get dressed again, but he'd had no idea he would be stuck here. Not that he was complaining.

Elana stood and let her thin gown fall from her body. Loki shrugged off the last of his outfit and grabbed her, holding her tightly against his body. Letting her hair fall around her face, Elana kissed along his neck and nibbled at his shoulders, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms encircling her. Her breasts rubbed against his chest and he sighed as her teeth bore down on his flesh. Fisting his hands in her long azure hair, he tugged back sharply and bared her neck. He ran his lips along her tensed muscles and sighed. She tasted sweet and yet a bit salty. Elana put her hands on either side of his face and held him still, gazing deep into his eyes. Her hair started to darken and she let her eyes flutter as a transformation overtook her.

Loki gasped and watched with peaked interest. The vision on his lap soon changed into an ebony haired, almond-eyed woman. Her pale skin flushed with color and when she finally opened her eyes, she was completely transformed. He traced along the contours of her face and ran his fingers through her long black hair.

Elana giggled and grinned widely. "I figured you would like a change this time." She wiggled in his lap and watched his expression change from one of shock and wonder to erotic delight. His large hands roamed over her body and she moaned when he kissed along her chest and caught a darkened nipple between his lips. Pushing him back down on to the bed, she stood up and shook out her hair. She looked at him and sucked one of her fingers between her red lips. Her fingers soon trailed down her body and she followed their path, marveling at the new body she now occupied.

Gazing at Loki, Elana snickered and spoke, although her voice seemed tinged with an unfamiliar accent. "You like? You want?"

Holding his hands out to her, she fell into his arms and they tumbled around on the bed. "Oh, hells yeah!" He said and promptly pinned her arms above her head.

Elana struggled against him, but started to moan when he kissed along her neck and nibbled on her shoulder. He parted her legs with his own and settled himself between them. His mouth ravaged her skin leaving reddened bite marks in his wake. Taking her hands with him, he pinned them at her sides and slowly kissed down her chest and circled his tongue into her navel. As he began to lick across her thighs, she strained against him once more only to be rewarded by him tightening his grip and biting her tender flesh.

She arched against him, the pain now soothing into pleasure, and sucked in her breath when he caught her hardened clit between his lips. Loki dipped his tongue between her wet lips, savoring her unique flavor, and feeding off her now impassioned sighs. Elana thrashed her head about, feeling her climax quickly building. She whimpered when she felt him leave her and her eyes snapped open. With a swift movement, he turned her over.

He growled at her, "Hold on to the headboard."

She did as she was told and got up on her knees. Looking over her shoulder, she watched him place his hands on either side of her and spread her open to his hungry gaze. Elana gasped when he ran his tongue down the length of her. The exquisite sensations of his tongue not only tasting her wet entrance but also playing around her tight hole drove her to do anything he wished.

Loki grabbed his hard cock and rubbed it against her, spreading her freely flowing juices all over. He pushed into her wet pussy and his fingers gently circled her ass. Elana was now moaning and her mouth hung open. She could hardly believe she was acting this way and yet it felt so good she didn't want it to stop. He slipped a finger deep inside her as he continued to pound into her slick wetness. Then two fingers, and then three. Elana cried out and she just knew there would be fingerprints left on the headboard.

He pulled out from her and slid himself up and down her wet slit. Pausing, he held onto her waist and slowly pushed himself into her tight ass. Biting her lip, Elana almost drew blood. She tried not to scream and she soon realized the pain was ebbing and changing. Withdrawing slightly, Loki rolled his hips forward and sank deeper into her tight body. His lip quivered with the strain of holding back. She was more than willing and her body molded to his like a glove. Elana began to move back against him and he gripped her hips tightly, finally letting go of his restraint.

The sounds of flesh smacking sweat slicked flesh, and passionate grunts and moans, filled the small room. Elana felt her body tense. She brought one hand down and thrust her fingers into her slick entrance. The sensation of him moving inside her combined with her own fingers thrusting and brushing against him drove her over the edge. A hoarse voice ripped from her throat and she cried out his name.

He stilled inside her and ran his hands along her back. Elana's head fell forward and she was held on her knees only by his grip. Raising her head up, she felt him begin to move once more and gritted her teeth. She had no idea where the strange language steamed from but her accent still was tainted. Looking over her shoulder, she placed her hands on the bed and pushed her ass back against him. "Do me some more."

Loki grinned and pounded into her, accentuating each word with a deep thrust. "Yes…My…lady."

Her body met each of his wild movements and with a big smile; she concentrated and squeezed her muscles around him. Elana snickered when she heard him suck in his breath sharply. His fingertip dug into the soft flesh of her hips and he arched against her. His breath was hot and his moans loud as he came. Loki fell on top of her, his legs steadying himself -- barely. Elana collapsed onto the bed and turned to face him. She kissed him gently and her visage slowly changed back. The dark ebony hair waned and fluxed until it was once again her own blue hue.

Loki ran his fingers through her hair and stared into her amethyst eyes. "That was interesting."

Elana giggled and rolled her eyes, "Just one of my many tricks."


Vader stood in his chambers, now completely clad in his black armor. He sensed everything that happened in Elana's room and decided now was the time to surprise them. Elana was critical to his plans and he would not let this Mandalorian interfere. His fists of durasteel clenched and the leather of his gauntlets creaked under the strain. Yes, the meditation was needed today and now it was time to put things into motion.