Southern Fried Sith

TITLE: Southern Fried Sith
AUTHOR: Schmootika
SUMMARY: The southern girls continue to wreak havoc in the GFFA.
RATING: R and at times NC-17
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in the Star Wars universe, nor do I make any money from this or any of my stories. If I did own it, I would have a naked Sith Lord in my bed and would not be writing this story.

Chapter VII


Bonnie sat in the mess hall shoveling food in her face and engaging in a lively conversation with Terry. She still felt euphoric from the ride she took on the speeder bike and her ever present smile could not be wiped off her face.

“So, when do I get to paint it?” she asked between bites of food.

Terry chuckled. “Whenever you wish. There is plenty of paint in the garage.”

“Cool! I may start on that this afternoon,” she replied as she pushed the empty tray from her. Stretching her arms above her head, Bonnie yawned and looked back at Terry. “I think a little nap is in order. I’ll catch up to ya’ll later.” She nodded to the guys at the table and walked out of the room.

Ambling down the hallway, she unlocked her door and sat down on the bed, then pulled her boots off and sighed. “Damn that was fun.” She shimmied out of her uniform and lay out on the bed. Noticing a bit of pain, she examined her arm and saw a huge purple bruise about the size of a handlebar. “No pain, no gain,” she murmured.

“Did you enjoy yourself today?” a soft deep voice asked.

Bonnie sat bolt upright and looked at Obi-wan. “Damnit boy. You’ve got to quit scaring the shit outta me like that.” She clasped her hands over her chest.

Chuckling, he moved toward the bed and sat down beside her, waving his hand to shut the door. Reaching out to her, he stroked her hair and she scooted over to hug him. “I saw you ride today. You handle that bike fairly well.”

“Yeah, not bad fer a beginner,” she mumbled, nuzzling against his chest.

“And I see you are getting along with Sergeant Shaw.” His voice wavered slightly. It was not his way to show jealously but that was definitely the pang in his soul at that moment.

Bonnie raised her head up and looked into his eyes. She thought she saw sadness there but felt sure she must have been mistaken. “Yeah, Terry is an alright dude but he ain’t no Jedi.” She flashed a big smile and kissed him gently.

Obi-wan sighed and pulled back from her. “If you would rather spend your time with him…” his words trailed off. He could not believe that this woman was bringing out things he had kept locked away for so many years.

Bonnie looked at him like he had grown another head. This was the first time she had seen any emotion, other than lust, from him recently and it annoyed her. No, it pissed her off. “What? What the fuck is wrong with you? He’s helping me waste time and since you ain’t around to play with me, I’ve got to have a fuckin’ hobby, ya know?”

“I have duties and I can not be around all the time to ‘play’.” He snorted and stood up, pacing in front of her. ‘Get a hold of yourself,’ he thought to himself. ‘There is no passion, there is only peace.’

Bonnie leapt out of the bed and marched over to him. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

Obi-wan shook his head. “Just that if you wish to play elsewhere, I will understand.”

“Understands ass! You got some fuckin nerve. I wanted nothing more than to spend time with you, you jackass, and right now I don’t really give a shit if I ever see you again. It was YOU that I came here with! YOU that I cared enough for to probably ruin my friendship with my best friend and YOU that I wanted to be with. But if that ain’t good enough for ya, then go fuck yourself!” Bonnie turned away from him, seething and waiting for him to walk out the door.

But he didn’t. He couldn’t. As much as his Jedi training had fine tooled his mind and as much as he tried to quell his emotions, this woman had brought them to the forefront. With a loud sigh, he walked over close to her and laid his hand on her shoulder. “I do not want to be without you. I….” he stopped as his feelings got the better of him. ‘There is passion.’ he thought.

His whole life had been about nothing more than the Jedi and their cause. He had known nothing other than that. However, she came into his life and breathed new meaning into it. It was from this that he now doubted the Jedi.

“I want you, Bonnie and I will…” he paused as the words caught in his throat. “I will be here for you, always.”

Bonnie stared at him, not actually believing the words but hoping that he really meant them. “Ya can’t promise me something like that. I know better.”

“I do not want you to need another for anything.” He turned her around to face him and hugged her tightly, resting his head upon hers.

“Ya can’t be serious. I mean, this is your life. What are ya talkin’ all that crazy shit fer?” She could barely believe her own words but she knew he had obligations and that she would have to come second in his life.

“I want you to be a part of my life and I will try harder to be more attentive.” He smiled at her sweetly, knowing this was a decision that would cause trouble with the council. Nonetheless, he was willing to risk everything to be with her. For the first time in his adult life, Obi-wan let his emotions get the better of him. It felt good, if not more than a little frightening.

“I can not and will not I let you go. You are mine.” He held her from his body and looked deep into her eyes. “And I truly care for you.” He closed his eyes and winced as he kissed her forehead. Even though his heart told him otherwise, he could not vocalize the words. He could not give his heart to her. Yet she had it already.

Vader and Renee made their way to his study and he clicked on the holoprojector. The shimmering blue image of the bounty hunter came into focus. “Lord Vader, I have good news.”

They saw the bounty hunter pushed aside and Cindy’s grinning face came into view. “Hey ya’ll! I’m fine and I’ll be back home in the mornin’.”

Renee squealed with delight. “Damnit girl, it’s good to see ya again.”

Cindy waved and said, “I’ll fill ya’ll in when I get back.”

Renee hugged Vader but he stiffened slightly. Renee realized that there was more to the story than they were admitting. Vader nodded and said, “Very well, we will expect a full report in the morning.”

The holoprojector phased out and Vader turned to Renee. “There is something wrong. I sense it.”

Placing her hand on his shoulder, she leaned her head against his. “There is nothing that we can not handle, darlin’.”

Vader chuckled. “Always the optimist.”

“And since they will not be here till the mornin’…” She smiled at him and nibbled on her bottom lip. Standing up, she pulled on his hands. “Well shit, I’ve worked up an appetite. Wanna raid the fridge?”

He looked at her, his eyebrows cocked at different angles. “Whatever you want belle.”

She snickered and led him to the kitchen.

Cindy practically bounced around the small cockpit of Jango’s ship. She could hardly wait to get back to her friends and some resemblance of normality. Jango laughed at her child-like enthusiasm. “I am glad you are happy. I was starting to worry about you.”

Raising her eyebrows, she bounded over to him and threw herself into his lap. Trailing her fingertips over his face down to his chest she asked, “So, does this thang got an autopilot?”

“Yes it does. Why do you ask?”

Cindy grinned at him and wiggled in his lap. “Just wanted to work off some of my frustrations before I got back home.”

Giving her a surprised look, he leaned forward and pressed a few buttons on the control panel before sitting back. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

Cindy smiled at him and leaned in close. “I need something to take the pain away, something to…” she traced a line down his lips and across his chest, “….make me feel better.”

She leaned back and looked into his eyes, almost asking permission. Jango let a smile creep onto his face and he kissed her gently. “As you wish, my lady.” Cindy took a deep breath and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him hard and slow. Leaning back from him, she winked as her hands went down her body to the hem of her shirt.

Slowly, Cindy pulled her shirt over her head and looked down on Jango. His eyes gleamed at the sight of a half-naked woman in his lap. Licking her lips, she bent down and placed a sweet gentle kiss on his lips. He had not felt anything so wonderful in quite a while nor had he been with such a willing sensual woman. He ran his hands up her torso and pulled her closer as his lips opened to hers. Their tongues met and they moaned as they stroked against each other. Cindy felt him stiffen beneath her and her lips thinned with a smile.

Leaning back, she felt down his chest and opened the fasteners on the front of his shirt. She was thankful that he decided not to don his Madalorian armor for the trip home. Her hands met his warm flesh and she traced over the muscles and grooves of his body. He was so different from the troopers she had befriended what felt like a lifetime ago. This man was full of passion and life and he did not hesitate to reach up and cup her breasts as she continued her explorations of him.

Her hands fell down to the waistband of his pants and she looked up at him with a smirk on her face. Pulling her back against him, he sighed when her body pressed against his and her lips touched his. The soft curves of her body seemingly molded against him and her lips met his with a passion that surprised and exhilarated him. She moved her hands down her body and paused as she sat back, watching him with darkened eyes. Wiggling, she slid the thin pants from her hips and down her legs.

Looking around, she giggled, “Ain’t a lot of room in here.”

Jango grabbed her hips and thrust up against her, growling, “There’s enough.”

Cindy unfastened his pants and slid them down his hips as he lifted himself up to aid her in her quest. She gasped as his body came into view. The cloners did their job well and he was indeed the perfect model for the troopers. Grabbing her arms, he pulled Cindy back into his lap and ground himself against her as he captured her lips in a searing kiss. Leaned up, she grabbed a hold of him and guided him to her slick entrance.

Looking into his eyes, she slowly let him sink down inside of her. She saw him arch up to meet her and he held onto her hips as she started a leisurely pace. Holding onto his broad shoulders, she rode him and gyrated her hips as the background of stars whizzed by the small ship. They were lost in the pleasures of each other’s bodies and soon they began to move faster. Jango twisted slightly and met each of her downward movements with a powerful thrust of his own as he sheathed himself completely in her warm wet body. Cindy threw her head back and clenched her teeth when she felt herself going over the edge. Her moans and grunts grew gradually louder as she dove willingly over the precipice. Leaning her head against his, he stilled within her and allowed her to catch her breath. Her hair was sweat slicked and she wore a huge smile on her face.

Moving inside her once again, she kissed him as she allowed him to set his own pace. His strong arms were now wrapped around her and his tongue met the pace his body was thrusting. Feeling her clench her muscles around him was all he could stand and he groaned as he came deep inside her.

Looking into her eyes once more, a smile as wide as hers on his face, he kissed her gently this time. His kiss spoke of kindness and passionate nights that may come. Pushing her wet hair from her eyes, he leaned his forehead against hers. “I told you there was enough room.”

Renee sat on the dining room table, her legs propped up in a chair as she happily munched on some strange sweet tasting food. Vader smiled as he watched her.It was truly good to be back home and gazing upon his belle once more. Still - he could not shake the feeling that something dark and sinister loomed on the horizon despite his attempts to push those thoughts from his mind and enjoy the time he had with Renee.

Noticing he had stopped eating and was staring at her, she smiled and hopped down from the table. Kneeling beside his chair, she twined her fingers in his as she asked, “What’s on your mind, darlin’?”

He pulled her up and sat her on his lap, tracing his fingers over her lips. His eyes followed the lines of her mouth and he sighed, “I just have a sense that all is not right. I think that Cindy has been in a lot of trouble and I have a feeling this trouble will effect us as well.”

Renee smiled and gently grasped his hand, “Well, we will deal with that in the mornin’ Let me give you something to take your mind off the trouble, darlin’.”

Flicking her tongue out, she ran them across his fingers and pulled them into her mouth, sucking gently as she kept her eyes focused on his. His eyelids fluttered and he withdrew his fingers, running his hands down her body and grabbing hold of her hips. Using the Force to assist him, he held her up and kissed her as he sat her on the table. Weaving his hands in her hair, she felt him push up the hem of her gown and rub her legs.

His hands were warm and hard against her skin, yet his touch felt gentle and forceful at the same time. She twined her hands in his hair and deepened their kiss. The cold table beneath her and his warm body pressed against her made her quiver as his kisses continued to make her head swim. She felt so alive when he was with her, it was as if her very life Force was connected to his and amplified when she was in his presence.

Trailing her lips across his cheek and down his neck, she nibbled and sucked at the sensitive flesh as her mind opened to his. She gasped when he pulled away from her and pushed her back. Grabbing the front of the gown, his eyes twinkling amber, he ripped the thin material down the front and pressed his face against her chest, deeply breathing in her sweet scent. He nuzzled between her breasts and pressed them together before licking from one to the other. She felt him slide down her body and push her legs further apart.

Propping herself up on her hands, she gazed down at him and drew her lower lip between her teeth as he kissed her inner thighs. There was no gentleness this time as he grabbed her hips and slid her body toward him. She felt the darkness swirling around them as he devoured her and made her breathless with the skills of his tongue. Crying out, she shuddered against him as she heard his thoughts in her mind. *Mine, now and always.*

Raising his head up, he looked at her and she trembled at the feral smile on his wet lips and the dark expression of his eyes. The darkness was infectious and she soon felt the animal raging inside her as well. He pulled down his pants and Renee scooted to the edge of the table. Their eyes locked as their passion merged and become one. Vader grabbed her hips and thrust into her, a grunt escaping his lips when he sank deep inside her. Renee fisted her hands in his hair and pulled his lips to her, kissing him hard, letting all of her emotions flow out to him. He trailed one hand up and tugged on her hair causing her head to snap back and bare her throat to him.

He sank his teeth into her neck and felt her clench him tightly as her juices flowed out freely. She screamed in his mind, *Yours Vader, always yours.* He hissed when she drug her nails across his back and he released her hair, focusing on his own pleasure now. Leaning in against him, she licked across his neck and heard him groan. A smile thinned her lips and she harshly bit his shoulder, holding on to him as he grunted and came deep inside her.

Leaning against her sweat slicked chest, he caught his breath and looked up at her. He felt content and pleased that he found a woman who could share and enjoy his dark side. He kissed her again, this time gently and slowly, savoring the taste of her lips. Renee’s eyes fluttered as she felt the warmth of his devotion covering her and enveloping her like a soft black blanket. Opening her eyes, she saw him smiling at her, his hands cupping her face. He whispered against her lips, “Always my belle.”

A servant knocked on the door and Vader hastily pulled away from Renee and fastened his pants. “Yes,” he growled as he shook his head.

*Twice in one day.* Renee pathed to him as she scrambled to pull her torn gown over her body. He chuckled and pulled off his shirt, handing it to her as he walked to the door.

“The Emperor asked to speak with you on your private channel, my Lord.”