Gray Jedi – Chapter 7B

“Malik… suck on my clit…” she breathed.

He complied without protest, taking her clit in his mouth and sucking at it gently. Serra gasped at the new sensations, surmising that this must have been what it felt like when she had sucked Malik’s cock. That revelation did not remain in her mind for long, though, as her husband’s lips and tongue had pushed her past the point of no return. She surrendered herself to her passions, grabbed hold of the sheets, and screamed as her pussy began to contract and coat the bed with her juices. After about a minute of writhing and thrashing, her breathing finally started returning to normal.

“I love you… Malik…” Serra mumbled as she drifted off into unconsciousness.

“Love you too,” he replied with a grin.

Malik crawled up and kissed Serra on the cheek. Hearing her already fast asleep, he smiled and pulled the covers over them, spooning against Serra’s naked body. Before long, he had passed out as well.

*****

“We’ve entered the outskirts of the Coruscant system. I’m keeping us cloaked at a distance until you’re ready, so take your time. Rex out.”

“Unh… huh? Damn, that’s a rude way to wake up…” Serra muttered, rolling back over to sleep a bit more.

“He’s just doing his job; he’s a soldier, after all.”

Tempted as Malik was to push his cock into his wife’s pussy, he decided to let her rest a bit more, rolling out of bed to take a shower. The steam and hot water were exactly what he needed to finish waking up, and he soon heard the bathroom door slide open.

“That you, Serra?”

“Yeah… the bed’s so cold and lonely without you,” she whimpered.

“Well, it’s nice and hot in the shower… and I happen to be in it,” he replied, smirking over his shoulder.

“Excellent point.”

After joining her husband under the water, Serra spent several long minutes washing every inch of Malik’s body, paying special attention to his nether regions. He returned the favor, of course, and they soon digressed into a long, passionate make-out session. After bring each other to another orgasm, both felt they were sufficiently clean, stepping back into their quarters and dressing for the day. Malik grabbed a couple of protein bars for them before making their way to the cockpit.

“Morning, Rex.”

“Morning you two. Slept well, I trust?” he asked, a gleam in his eye.

“Um… yes?” Serra replied in confusion.

“I should hope so. Seems like something really got you going last night.”

“Oh… that. I’m sorry, Rex. I guess I didn’t realize how loud I was being,” Serra replied, her cheeks turning crimson.

“Don’t worry about it,” he chuckled. “To be honest, it’s kind of a nice reminder.”

“Reminder of what?” Malik asked.

“That we’re all still human.”

With that, Rex moved from the pilot’s chair, making room for Serra and Malik to take the controls. As Malik scanned for nearby ships, Serra pulled up a map of Coruscant.

“Ok, here’s the Jedi Temple. I doubt we’ll be able to land anywhere near it, as well-guarded as I imagine it is,” she said.

“Agreed. We’ll have to set down somewhere else before making our way over,” said Rex. “Isn’t there an abandoned junkyard not too far from there?”

“There is,” Malik chimed in. “It’s right on the edge of the industrial sector, if I’m remembering it right.”

“Ok, so we land in the junkyard and find a place to hide the ship, then make our way on foot to the Jedi Temple,” Serra said, tracing a path on the holographic map with her finger. “The main entrance would be too risky; we’d be exposed the whole time. But if we can get to the secret hangar Master Windu showed us…”

“That should be a far easier entry point,” Malik agreed. “And it’d put us on the basement floors, where Topal Blut is supposed to be hiding.”

“Sneak in, find the Jedi, sneak back out the way we came… is it all that simple?” Rex asked.

“Few things ever are,” Malik chuckled.

“I’m serious, Malik. This is a risky operation. We’ve got to do this quietly; if we’re discovered, it’s our heads.”

“Just stick close by us, Rex. We’ll keep us undetected,” Serra reassured him.

Rex sighed. “You Jedi… you’re something else.”

“You wouldn’t have it any other way,” Serra replied with a wink.

The trio sweated with anticipation as their cloaked ship broke the atmosphere of Coruscant. Within a few minutes, Serra had located the junkyard, landing the Middle Way amongst a heap of spare parts.

“Let’s do this, boys,” Serra said. “We’re on the clock.”