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It was getting late into the afternoon when Hera Syndulla was strolling through the corridor of the Ghost. The ship was supposed to be empty of its crew other than the captain of the small rebel cell. She had sent out everybody to stack up supplies; food, hydration, fuel and weapons were all running low. Each of them had their own task so she was sure that nobody would be back in at least an hour and she would finally get some time to be on her own in the company of no one else than her beloved cargoship.

That's why it was strange that she was hearing noises, though very quiet ones, from one of the cabins. She soon found out that they were coming from the young Jedi's, Ezra's room. She was certain that he hadn't returned to the ship without her notice ever since he'd been sent away for supplies but what was even more odd was that she wasn't hearing one but two people inside the room: a man (which obviously must have been Ezra, she thought) and, more interestingly, a woman too. Like about him, Hera was just as certain about Sabine not having returned to the Ghost yet. It was extremely weird, but just as curious too.

"Ezra? Sabine? Are you two in there?" she shouted through the door.

All the noise abruptly stopped and Hera heard something hard and solid hitting the floor. "Uuuhhh, it's just me, Hera!" said Ezra's desperate voice.

"Where did you put the food, Ezra? I can't find it anywhere," she shouted back.

"It's... It's in here. I was just taking a quick snack from it but let me take it out. One sec..." he said in a hurried voice.

"Don't bother, I'll do it for you," Hera replied plainly and opened the door.

A sight welcomed her that she was not prepared for. Ezra was standing next to the bed, naked on top and his leggings undone, and he looked fearful for a second before regaining his composure. "I was changing my clothes. A knock would have been alright, though. But it's fine," he said coolly.

"No worries," Hera said before turning around and grabbing the crate from the corner. (Although, she didn't fail to notice that Ezra's only shirt was on the bed without any other to change it to in sight.) Then both her expression and tone changed under the span of a moment. "Were they changing clothes too?" Hera asked interrogatively when she looked at the holopad sitting on the floor. Ezra's face stiffened. It was showing a paused video of a human man and a Twi'lek woman being busy with the act of passion. Ezra's mouth moved but no word came out of it. Hera closed her eyes, sighed and told herself: okay, it's time for a talk.

She put down the crate full of nutrition, grabbed the holopad and sat onto Ezra's bed, gesturing to him to sit beside her.

"Hera, I know you're probably mad now but it's not what it looks like," the boy explained urgently as if time itself would speed up if he spoke fast enough.

"I'm not mad," she said in a voice so calm that it surprised Ezra.

"You... You aren't?"

"Why would I be?" It was a question that Ezra couldn't answer, nor did Hera expect him to do, so she carried on. "They make quite a cute pair, don't they?" she asked, pointing at the man and the woman in the video so casually as if they were looking at a lovely family picture.

"Uuh, I suppose," Ezra answered extremely awkwardly.

Hera chuckled softly and, clearly against both Ezra's wish and his expectation, clicked on the 'resume' button in the middle. The lustful moaning between the two figures continued and Ezra became even more stiff than he had been so far. Meanwhile, Hera was observing the video as if it were no different from a regular, fun holodrama. In just a few seconds, the man stood up, grabbed his erect penis (which was met with a short and quiet "Oh" by Hera), the woman knelt down and starting begging for his semen. She soon received it onto her highly satisfied face.

"That was an amusing little video," Hera said conversationally. "Are there more like this?" she asked, pretending to not know the answer. When she looked at the Jedi student, his face was no longer brown but pale white: he almost fainted due to the embarrassment and awkwardness, and likely would have preferred that than to sit here and watch porn with Hera and try to act normal about it.

"Yeah, obviously," he answered shortly.

"Really?" Hera asked with fascination. "And what's your type?"

"Well," Ezra tried to say but his voice became hoarse. "So, there's this hub dedicated to..." (Hera raised an eyebrow in anticipation but didn't say a word) "...to Twi'leks," he finally finished.

"Oh! Is that how you see us?" Hera asked with a hint of joke in her tone about which she wasn't sure if Ezra managed to puck up on.

"No! I mean..." Ezra began before taking a short pause to properly form his words, "I just meant that I think there are many beautiful Twi'leks in the galaxy." His confession was ended by a heavy exhale.

"That's very nice of you, Ezra," Hera said, putting a comforting hand on his thigh. "But tell me, have you ever actually tried it with a girl?"

"Tried what?" Hera shot him a look which indicated that she was absolutely certain that Ezra knew what she had meant. "I don't see how that is relevant to anything now," he said bitterly and a bit aggressively. The woman tilted her head and made an 'I'm being serious' expression. "Okay, for your information, Hera, I have not," he declared, punctuating the last three words. "Happy?"

"But would you like to?" Her question caught him off guard more than anything else she'd told or asked him previously and that tension was only increased when Hera's grip on his thigh got tighter.

"W-what do you mean?" he asked, playing dumb again.

"I'm asking," she began with a tone he had never heard her use before, "whether you would want to have your first time, Ezra."

"W-with who?" he asked again. This time he couldn't fully hide his interest in the topic.

"Perhaps with another Twi'lek just like that one," she said with a tone filled with lust, pointing at the holopad.

Before the boy could have uttered a word, Hera unzipped her pilot suit and it fell down to her waist, revealing a lot of soft, inviting, green skin and the best about it all being the sight of two large, enticing breasts framed by her lekkus. "Just tell me that you want this," she said with a quiet and sexual voice, "and all my body is yours, Ezra Bridger. Say no and we will both forget about this."

The boy took no more than a second to consider the generous offer and he concluded that there was no denying her delights. "Ah, fuck yes, Hera. Fuck yes!"

From that point on, there was no way back, but none was needed either. Ezra knocked Hera back onto the bed and he wasted no time to take one of her boobs into his mouth. It was pleasantly soft, except for her hard, erect nipple scraping his tongue. It made her groan loudly and ecstatically. "Yes, just like that. Just like that. Aaahh!"

Ezra reached a hand to massage Hera's other breast which only made her groan even more loudly. She was surprised by how much he was able to stimulate her considering that it was only his first time - and it was only the beginning.

When Hera felt like she had been aroused enough to really start having sex, she said, "Fuck, Ezra, I need to feel you inside me. Now!" He took that order more obediently than all the others she or Kanan had normally given him. He retreated from her chest to finally fully undress Hera's gorgeous body. When her leggings were pulled off too, she held her legs closed tightly to each other for a brief moment before spreading them wide open with an expression sitting on her face that one might wear when giving a precious present to somebody. Though Hera wasn't completely sure, she thought that she might have heard him mutter "So fucking hot."

He bent down to take a lick out of her wetness and savour the moment for eternity. Hearing that it had made Hera groan, he continued flipping his tongue over her clit. The woman's moans became even more frequent and louder from that so he pressed on. Now he was sucking on her folds which actually made Hera whine in a girlish voice she thought she hadn't uttered in years. The only thing that could have made her feel even better was if Ezra had dived his tongue into her depths, and so, as if telepathically communicated, that was exactly what he did. She felt his tongue penetrate her entrance and reach for her walls.

This was the point where she could not take it any longer. Hera's pussy started squirting its juices everywhere. The Twi'lek put a hand on her genitalia to make her already great orgasm even better. She was screaming in ecstasy and her body was shaking: Hera looked nothing like the confident and composed captain that Ezra and the crew had known - and he loved it.

"Ahhh... Did you mean to do that?" she asked jokingly when her climax had cooled down. He didn't say anything to that (which may have been because he didn't want to admit that he hadn't actually intended to make Hera cum this early) but clearly, he seemed to be feeling good about having done it nonetheless. "Alright, I really can't wait any longer now. Put that dick of yours inside me right now," she said and pulled her folds apart, revealing the pinkness of her insides.

"Yes, capt'n," he said hurriedly. In the moment when he first pressed his rod deep into Hera's opening, his expression was priceless: his head shot back and an obscene moan escaped his mouth. "Hera... You're so tight and hot," he told her.

"Mmm, thank you."

They both looked at the part where their genitalias were connected to one another: it was beautiful. His whole shaft was buried in her warm insides so deeply that no part of his member was visible anymore, but they both felt each other within Hera's body. It felt unexplainably magnificent.

And then he started pulling himself out, slowly. The face Ezra was making then was even more priceless than the one he had made when he was going in. She knew that every single adolescent boy's, such as Ezra's, biggest and most secretful fantasy was to find a sexy Twi'lek and bury their cocks inside them, and she definitely loved Ezra enough to fulfill that need of his. Hera was very much aware that letting him fuck her meant the world to him and she would make sure that neither of them would ever forget it (not to mention that she was also getting a lot of enjoyment out of the experience which was just as good). "Come closer, Ezra," she said gently. He put his fists next to Hera's sides and placed his weight on them while she crossed her feet behind his waist, sealing their connection. Their faces were now but centimetres apart and Ezra was still fucking her relentlessly. His pace slowed down (but didn't stop) only when they pressed their lips together. Their kiss wasn't very long because Hera soon pulled away, unable to resist unleashing an ear-raping cry. "Aaahh-oh! Yes, yes, keep going, Ezra. More, go deeper! Aaah!" She didn't even notice it at first but her feet were enforcing the rhythm of his hips, pulling him closer, making his shaft go where she most needed it. Their chests were touching tightly, squeezing Hera's boobs flat between them, while Ezra was kissing the Twi'lek's neck and she was moaning from overwhelming pleasure. She was hugging him with all four limbs so tightly that her nails were scraping into his back, not wanting to let go of him, needing him to cum inside her, to spread his seed across her walls.

Soon enough, after only a few more seconds, his breathing became heavy, his thrusts stronger and deeper and Ezra muttered something that Hera managed to identify as "I'm about to..."

She knew the rest so she didn't let him finish what he was going to say and said, "Give it to me, Ezra."

"Where?" His question was so immediate and fast as if their lives were depending on getting an answer to it.

Hera appreciated his show of kindness by asking her this. She was sure that Ezra was aware of that not every woman in real life was as naughty as the girls in those holovideos. Lucky for him, Hera was willing to be that type - or at least she could be for now for his sake. She was going to make sure to make the young boy's first time the best and the most memorable of his life. She was ready for him to blast his load anywhere in or on her body as he pleased. "Anywhere you want," she said at last.

"Kneel," Ezra said pantingly and pulled his member out of her.

The sudden change in his tone from desperate to commanding was audible but Hera didn't care because, though she liked a gentleman, she liked a man who could force her to be a slut even more. She was happy to take up this submissive position in front of Ezra because she knew how much more it was turning him on during his climax.

Still not having tasted his manhood after all this time, she finally took it into her mouth. She was not at all surprised by the taste: it was that mesmerising, salty, yet delicious human-cock-flavour. Though it was nothing new to her, Hera loved the way dicks felt inside her mouth: she absolutely adored it when they settled across her tongue, massaged her palate and, occasionally, slid down her throat.

The only thing about penises she loved more than sucking them was drinking what came out of them. Just a few seconds later, Ezra graced her with a wonderful load of his semen. He made the last few jerks that were needed and placed the tip of his length on his captain's charmingly awaiting, outstretched tongue. He poured his seed on it as she closed her eyes, savouring every bit of the sensation of giving Ezra his first-time sex and blowjob.

For a bit of time (Hera wasn't sure for how long exactly), she was kneeling there, letting the semen sit on her tongue, engraving the taste of his cum into her memory forever. She took it as a trophy of taking away the virginity of a boy who had dreamt about nothing better than exactly this. Finally, she swallowed it.

Half an hour later, they were still in Ezra's bedroom, laying on his bed, having flawlessly memorised every square centrimetre of each other's bodies. He was laying atop her, resting his head between her breasts and sometimes fondling them gently when he felt like doing it. Likewise, Hera was stroking Ezra's dark hair with one hand, the other one being locked together with his by their fingers.

When Hera felt like she'd finally managed to collect her thoughts properly, she began to speak. "Ezra. I would not like to make a habit out of this." She was cognizant of the risk of him potentially falling in love with her if they were to continue this exercise regularly on a long term. She loved the boy but not in that way - that's why she was careful not to disappoint his heart.

"Understood," he said and his tone gave away no hint of any sort of emotion. He was not disappointed, surprised or angry, or at least he did not show it. He just... 'understood'. Hera began to feel a little bit sorry for him, so she promised him at least one more time in the near future. After all, truthfully, even she would feel disappointed if they were to never have sex ever again because she had really liked it.

"When?!" he blasted his question at her after she had made the offer.

"Well... The others don't seem to be back yet, so..."

"Now?!"

"Now." After a short pause and a sigh, she added, "But there will be no pulling out this time. Understood?"

A flicker of spark in Ezra's eye was the last thing Hera remembered seeing before she lost her mind for a second time that day.

Chapter Text

One Week Later

Another successful mission having been accomplished meant that supplies were running low yet again. The Ghost Crew were looking well in the way of money after having found a good sum in a not-so-well guarded Imperial warehouse. They'd been attempting to steal blasters and shield generators but they wouldn't refuse some extra credits either, especially if they were offering themselves so graciously.

But that mission was over and they were back aboard the ship. As usual, the Captain tasked each Spectre with buying different types of supplies while she remained on the ship to check if anything needed repairs. She enjoyed maintaining one of the loves of her life - the Ghost - because it gave her time to be alone and to turn her mind away from the constant frustration that the tyranny of the Empire was causing them all.

However, not even the clanking of her tools could suppress the odd sound sneaking out of one of the cabins. If Ezra is watching another porn holofilm even after I..., Hera was telling herself, but didn't finish the thought because she realised that the noise was not coming out of his bedroom. "Sabine," she muttered. She pressed her ear cones against the metal door and listened carefully. It was just what she had suspected: for a second, she rolled her eyes at the ridiculous thought that in the span of just one week, she found out that not only one but two members of her crew were porn-watching perverts, but then it occoured to her that she was not exactly in the position to complain about such things after what she had done with one of them, not to mention that both Ezra and Sabine were in their adolescent years, so their obsession was relatively understandable.

A loud, female moan from a recording came so suddenly that it made Hera jump in surprise and disturbed her thoughts; Sabine clearly wasn't as careful with trying to conceil her activity as Ezra had been. The only wonder was that nobody had taken notice of it previously (if she had been watching porn before this one time as well). A few more seconds later, a man's deep grunt also escaped the walls of the room. Sabine must've been feeling very confident in that she would not be overheard - wrongly.

Hera wasn't even all that surprised when she heard another woman moaning, the only difference being that this one wasn't coming from the recording; as insane as it sounded, Sabine must have started touching herself to the sight that was being displayed in her hands. It was a little odd hearing the young Mandalorian's little whimpers mixed with the voices coming from the video. Not that Hera had never imagined Sabine doing exactly what she was doing now but she had never believed that she would ever come to witness it. And yet, it was happening right next to her with nothing more than a single wall separating the two women.

The Twi'lek couldn't (and didn't even really try to) stop herself from imagining her young crew mate laying on her bunk with her knees pulled up to her shoulders and a finger or two running furiously in and out of her tight, teenage cunt while her other hand was firmly holding onto the holopad. She imagined Sabine's face wearing the same sort of pleasured expression as she was. Somehow, without Hera having noticed it, she found her right hand inside her trousers. At this point, her body was acting on its instinct which was to gently massage her folds rhythmically to Sabine's little whimpers. She knew that she shouldn't have been doing it then and there but then why was it feeling so good to finger herself to the mental image of Sabine doing the same thing while listening to her little, desperate noises?

In fact, it was feeling so good that - completely accidentally and against her will - a well-audible groan escaped Hera's mouth after her finger made a particularly arousing swish on her clit. Immediately, she pulled her hand out of her trousers and put the other on her lips as if doing so would un-do the sound she'd made - all in vain, evidently. Sabine's noises as well as the video stopped just as abruptly as Hera had done. The Twi'lek felt her feet rooted into the ground, being unable to move, even though that she knew she should have been walking away, running with shame.

Mere moments later, the door of Spectre 5's cabin shut open and an underdressed Mandalorian's body peaked out of it. She had put on just enough clothes to hide the fact that she had been naked top-to-bottom less than a minute ago.

"I-uuuh, heard noises," the girl said questioningly.

Hera took a deep breath and collected her thoughts. She could deny that the 'sound' had come from her and walk away awkwardly or she could admit to it. But what gain could she have from that? The answer came to her own question instantly: potentially, the same thing that she had got from Ezra a week ago. But then there was the very decent chance of Sabine not wanting anything of the sort from Hera. The woman weighed her options for a moment and, finally, settled on saying, "It was me, Sabine," with only a hint of embarrassment.

"Oh..." That was clearly not the response the girl had expected. "Well, you were a tiny bit loud, you know," she said nervously.

"Not as loud as you were." Hera said and Sabine's face turned to a light shade of red in the very second when Hera said that.

"Wha-... what do you mean?"

"Can I come in?" Sabine didn't say anything to that but she stepped away after a second of hesitation nonetheless. "May I sit down?" Again, the girl didn't answer but only beckoned. Hera decided not to be secretive of the topic of the discussion. "Did you know that you're not the only one watching those videos around here?"

"What videos?" Hera shot her a piercing look and Sabine immediately knew that there was no point in pretending. "You..." Sabine began asking and raised her index finger at Hera tentatively but was cut short.

"No, of course not me!" Hera shot back, sounding almost hurt. Only with the movement of her lips but without actually omitting a sound, she mouthed the word: "Ezra."

A short and surprised "oh" sound was all of Sabine's reaction but Hera saw that her eyes unfocused for a split second before coming back. While Hera took hold of the holopad, she heard a quiet hissing noise from Sabine as she reached for it but her voice quickly subsided. She turned the device over (which had been sitting upside down since Hera had entered the room) and - as she had expected - she saw three people being busy in their quest for fun. One of them was a human male who was broad-shouldered and extraordinarily handsome, and his manhood was buried deep inside of one of the girls. The other two were both female: one a fellow human and the other... Hera's eyes lingered on the second woman because she was familiar to her. Soon enough, she realised that it was the same Twi'lek actress she'd seen in Ezra's video - or at least they looked eerily similar.

"Although I don't understand the appeal in these videos," Hera said, shooting a contempt-filled look at the holopad, "I'm not bothered by either of you watching them," then, after a short pause, she added, "if you can take the volume down a bit." The girl nodded. "But tell me, Sabine, have you ever had sex with a guy? Because this and that are really not the same." The Mandalorian gave a strange, confused look, not seeing why her captain had asked her this and what she should answer. "Come on, Sabine. You can tell me."

"Yes. At the Academy," she said with a sigh of relief.

"Was he handsome?" Hera inquired, leaning closer.

"Kinda."

"I see." Considering Sabine's short and quick answers, Hera knew that she had got her into a corner and that she would now answer her anything, even if only very briefly. Hera paused and her eyes lingered on the holopad. Now that she looked closer, she noticed that, as the man was fucking the Twi'lek, her face was buried into the crotch of the other woman between her widely opened legs. She looked back at her crew mate to ask, "And what about girls?"

"What about us?" she asked back, playing silly again.

"Have you ever tried it with one?" Hera kept on inquiring and she could tell just by looking into her eyes that Sabine's mind was racing as fast as hers was.

In spite of that, Sabine looked dumbfounded. "Oh please, don't be so ridiculous."

"I'm serious," the Twi'lek said and her tone showed that she was, indeed, not taking things ironically.

"I... haven't," she admitted, trying to sustain her composure meanwhile.

"Why not?"

A long, tense pause settled upon the conversation during which Sabine was looking into Hera's eyes and Hera into Sabine's. They were both trying to figure out what to tell the other or whether to even say anything. In the end, which came after many long seconds, it was Hera who decided to reveal her secret to Sabine. But no word left the woman's mouth. Instead, she just closed her eyes, leaned forward and connected her lips with the Mandalorian's.

Another pause followed. This one was a lot shorter and it was filled with excitement and anticipation. Hera was not even surprised when Sabine reached a lightning-fast pair of hands to her jaw and pulled her in for another, much longer, deeper and more meaningful kiss.

"Oh kriff, Hera! You can't imagine how long I've been dreaming about this, how badly I've been wanting this, wanting you," Sabine said, panting when she could breath again.

"I would be lying if I said that I've never wanted to strip that tight Mandalorian armour off your sexy body," Hera said in a low and flirtuous tone.

The two girls went into another long kiss after Hera had pinned down Sabine below herself. This time, they started to use their tongues in the action as well, leaping into each other's mouthes, moaning and giggling into them.

Hera became ready to remove the last barriers to their shared longing which were their clothes. In fact, now that she came to think about it, she had always been ready for this. She had been ready to see the Mandalorian's pure, naked body since forever. But now, a lustful hunger took over her senses and she could not think of anything else other than what Sabine's clothing hid under itself.

Hera broke their kiss and, with a swift movement, she pulled Sabine's shirt off and the sight that welcomed her was not disappointing whatsoever. The young girl's body was not yet fully matured but her feminine curves were very much distinct. Her well-shaped breasts ended in pink nipples, one of which soon landed in Hera's mouth. When the Twi'lek did that, Sabine cried out in terrific pleasure and Hera's lips did not let go of that nipple until she was told to do so. "Enough, Hera. I need to see you naked right now," Sabine said, emphasising the last two words.

"Hey, I thought I was giving the orders around here," Hera said mockingly.

"Aaaggh, just take that thing off!" Sabine was using a voice that Hera had never heard before. It was impatient but that was not new. However, the lust that it carried was beyond what she'd ever heard from the girl, and Hera loved it; it turned her on so much.

She fulfilled her friend's request (that sounded rather like a command) and ripped the pilot-suit off her torso much to the amazement of the Mandalorian. At the sight of Hera's bare body, Sabine's eyes became as round as her captain's tits were. With a motion of her torso, the woman lewdly shook her boobs sideways and the lust in Sabine's glare increased even further.

"You're... You're so kriffing hot, Hera," the girl said when her breasts stopped swaying. She was completely taken aback by the sight. "Can I..." she asked. Although she didn't say what exactly she wanted, Hera had no doubt that Sabine longed for a firm grasp on her green tits and she would die if she didn't get it, so that was what she gave her. She leaned down to the girl lying under herself whose fingers squeezed the green boobs, her nails diving deeper and deeper into the soft skin.

Sabine pulled Hera's body closer to her face to a distance where she could start sucking on the woman's gorgeous breasts. It was Hera's time to moan obscenely into the girl's ears. "Yes, do that, more, so good," she whined desperately.

While she was doing that, Sabine's hands travelled down on Hera's torso and into her leggings. Her hips twitched reflexively when she felt the touch on her most private area.

"Do you want to take that off too, you little pervert?" Hera asked accusingly but also in a very horny way.

"Oh, you come in, shaking your sexy boobs around in my room but I'm the 'little pervert'? Sure," Sabine shot back and dived her nails into Hera's buttocks.

"I would not have felt like I needed to come in here and 'shake my sexy tits around' if you hadn't been shaking your tight ass around on the Ghost every single day for me."

"I was not 'shaking my tight ass around' for you!"

"Then for who?" Hera asked.

"What? I was just saying that I don't do it," Sabine said with a nervous voice and with a bit of blush on her cheeks.

With a smirk as her approval, Hera raised her waist a bit so that Sabine could pull off her leggings. The girl's glare was immediately drawn to her captain's moist pussy. Her eyes shone as if they had never seen anything as magnificent as Hera Syndulla's needy cunt. She reached to it with her hand and touched her folds with such admiration and gentleness as though they were priceless, ancient relics. Then, with a completely different intent, she shot two fingers up into the woman's hole who gasped in surprise and almost lost her balance.

"Oooh, Sab-...! Ahh! Do that again. Aah!"

"Yeah?" She smashed her fingers into Hera's opening. "You like it?" she asked and smashed into her again.

"I do. I do! I fucking do!" Hera was whining.

Right when she thought she couldn't take it any longer, Sabine stopped fingering her and Hera almost collapsed. "That was so good," she said between large breathes.

"Great! Because then you will like this!" And with that said, she pulled Hera above her face by holding the underside of her thighs. The two girls looked lustfully into each other's eyes before Sabine closed hers and planted a kiss on Hera's lips; that is, on the ones between her legs. Right away, she pushed her tongue as deep into the Twi'lek as it was possible which earned a deep growl from her. Hera had to lean against the wall because her body was finding it increasingly difficult to sustain its kneeling position. She moaned and moaned, louder each time, not caring if any member of her crew had got back or if there were any passers-by outside. The girl below her was the only person whom she wanted to know that she, Hera, was thrilled by with every flick of her tongue. Hera was starting to have genuine doubts about the truthfulness of Sabine's statement that she'd never had sex with a girl because she seemed to have a great amount of experience in the art of making a woman feel great. However, she didn't care as long as arousing stimulations were being generated in her vagina which was something that Sabine was excelling at.

In fact, pleasure was reaching such heights in her body that it was threatening to drive her to oblivion if she wouldn't unleash it. With a final flick of her tongue over Hera's folds, Sabine pushed her captain over an edge from which there was no coming back. "I'm- Ahh! I'm cumming!" she cried out but wasn't sure if the words had really left her mouth or if she just imagined so because all she could hear were her own orgasmic screams. She held onto her tits, squeezing them for extra stimulation, and her pussy finally exploded in a brilliant orgasm. "Aaaaah!" she screamed without end.

Hera's body writhed uncontrollably even after her orgasm had subsided. When she eventually managed to calm down and collect herself, she crawled down from Sabine and lay beside her, putting her chin on her shoulder and one of her hands on her chest. She pressed a kiss on the girl's cheek and whispered into her ear, "That was wonderful. Thank you so much," and she gave her another kiss, this time, as the Mandalorian had turned her face toward her, on her lips.

The two girls kept on kissing and so the younger one only noticed the other's hand attempting to enter her pants when it was already too late. She gasped in surprise when she felt the Twi'lek's fingers part her folds and she broke the kiss abruptly. "Hera...?" she called in desperation.

"Sssh... Just lay still and let it happen to you, baby." Sabine panted in exhilaration but she obeyed. She put her hands above her head idly and allowed Hera to work her magic on her teenage slit. "I'm gonna take this off, alright?" she asked, gesturing to Sabine's pants.

The response she got was but an otherworldly "Aha," for that the girl was so immersed in Hera's massaging of her folds that she might not even have really comprehended the question.

Hera moved aside and repositioned herself at Sabine's feet, and pulled down the final piece of clothing that had still covered her slim body. The girl didn't give any sign of acknowledgement but kept laying so still that she might as well have been asleep. When Hera pulled the girl's thighs apart, one of the most beautiful sights that she'd ever seen welcomed her: the young Mandalorian's cunt was inviting the woman's gaze, asking for her touch, pleading for her tongue, begging to be pleasure in every way. Hera could not resist any longer to find out whether it tasted as great as it looked, so she planted her tongue on Sabine's slit. At that, the girl's eyes shut wide open and she gasped in shock but it quickly subsided when Hera started to slowly eat her out. The very first touch of her tongue on her vagina felt exactly as she had always expected it would: the girl was tasty and the sensation was only made better by her little moans and whispers, not to mention by how sexy she was.

"Oh, Hera, I've dreamt about this so many times that you wouldn't even believe it. I've imagined you spread my legs," she made a little whimper, "and eat me out." She groaned again. "Yes, eat me out just like that! Aaahh!" She tried to push Hera's face deeper into her crotch by placing her palms on the curve between her lekkus but her shaking hands couldn't hold onto the green skin and they slid away uncontrollably.

Sabine was nearing the point that Hera had already visited that day; the woman knew that from the shaking of the Mandalorian's legs, from her fastened breathing and, simply, from the fact that her trembling lips were screaming: "I'm cumming, Hera, I'm cumming!"

Next to her tongue, the woman added a finger into the girl's opening and, with the combined power of the two, she managed to push the girl over the edge and her pussy erupted in a blissful orgasm.

After many long moments, Hera came back to Sabine's face to share the taste of her fluids that still lingered on her lips and they kissed, kissed like there was nothing better to do in the universe.

When they got tired enough even for even that, Hera politely asked, "Would you be interested in doing this whole thing all over again?" When she saw her nod determinedly, she asked, "Maybe same time tomorrow?"

She hadn't even finished her sentence when Sabine answered, "Yes! Yes, how could I not?! Hera, you... I can't even tell you how much I..."

"Then don't tell me how much. Just show me how."

And the two of them embraced each other in a new kiss that felt like it lasted for eternity.

Chapter Text

The day after

"Ezra!"

The boy stopped in his tracks after hearing his name. The look he shot his captain showed poorly-hidden surprise mixed with worry. "Heeey, Hera. I was just heading to my room to..." he said but was cut short.

"I know. About that: come here, I want to ask you something." Ezra approached her but when he was already standing close, she took one more step toward him, now standing an intimately close distance away from him. "Why don't you come into my room instead?" Hera asked, her voice dropping quieter with each word so that only Ezra could hear the end of it.

He quickly changed his expression from confused to suddenly understanding before readjusting his face to its neutral state. "Yeah. Totally. Why not?" he said coolly with a very overconfident smirk playing on his excited face.

Hera led the way and let Ezra enter first before closing the door after themselves. "So," she began, her hands on her hips, "I wanted to ask you about why you and Zeb almost left Chopper behind when you were passing that Imperial checkpoint. Chopper is a member of our crew just as much as Zeb and you are."

"What?" he asked in shock. "I mean, it was Zeb's idea to begin with, and the three of us were drawing too much Imperial attention, and..."

"I'm joking," Hera said placidly.

"Oh! Right," he said, though he didn't seem certain that the topic wouldn't come up again, maybe in an even more awkward situation.

"Now hop onto the bed and start stripping before I change my mind," Hera said a little more cheerfully.

"Right away, Captain!"

Hera hoped that they could repeat what they had done a few weeks ago in his room. That had felt undoubtedly good and the fact that she had given Ezra his first only increased her satisfaction (and most definitely his own too).

She knocked him over onto the bed, making him land flat on his back. By the time Ezra bent forward and put his weight on his elbows, Hera had already managed to free her torso of her pilot suit. "You look like you have never seen me naked," she assessed his awestruck expression.

When his gaze returned to her eyes from somewhere lower, he said, "Well, I've seen you like this only once before," he said, which was true. "Although, that time you were wearing a bit less clothing."

Hera rolled her eyes; he was daring, she gave him that. "Brave words from someone who doesn't follow his captain's orders. Didn't I tell you to take off your clothes, Spectre 6?" she asked with a smirk playing on her face. Hera pulled the boy's shirt off, stealing a short kiss from him when it came off. Ezra wasn't exactly the kisser-type. From what Hera could tell, he wasn't very big on the romantic intimacy part of having sex (unlike Sabine); he just wanted to have good and rough sex but she could not blame him for it.

After that, she removed his pants and his manhood sprung out so potently that it almost slapped Hera on the nose. "Someone got hard," she amused.

"It was difficult not to."

Hera chuckled and said, "Fair enough," then she started stroking him.

Ezra dropped his head back into the soft pillows and watched as Hera's lips embraced the tip of his maleness with her head bobbing up and down and her mouth sucking him. He put a hand on her, emphasising each bow of her head. That gesture made her want to show Ezra that the rumour about Twi'leks not having gag reflex was true.

"Karabast," he said when he saw his dick completely disappear in Hera's mouth.

"You liked that, didn't you?" she asked pantingly after pulling her head back up.

Ezra was just about to tell her exactly how it felt when the door opened and a third person entered the room. "Hi Her-..."

Ezra stared into the eyes of Sabine Wren who glared back at him.

"What is he doing here?" she asked with a surprisingly calm but assertive tone.

Ezra, looking rather surprised, asked back, "I could ask you the same thing."

"Huh!" Sabine gave an ironic laugh. "I was invited by Hera."

As Ezra was about to say the same, their captain stood up and said, "I invited both of you," with a voice so stiff that both youngsters felt better listen. "I wanted the two of you... the three of us," she corrected herself, "to try out something new." When she was sure that they were listening, she admitted, "I wanted us to have a threesome." A long silence settled upon the room during which both kids were looking at Hera only, careful not to look into each other's eyes. "What do you say?" the woman asked after a long while. As expected, neither of them spoke so she addressed them one by one. "Ezra?"

He glared at her, then at Sabine, then back at Hera. "Fine," he said eventually with a lot of reluctance.

"Great! You too Sabine, right?"

She similarly took a few seconds to give her answer but she did say, "Yes," though also very passively.

"Good enough for me!" Hera declared happily. The woman instinctively reached for Sabine's armour to take it off but she was surprised when the girl took half a step back absent-mindedly. "Come on, Sabine. You agreed to this. It's not nice to break one's promise," she said the last sentence in a low, sarcastic voice.

Sabine exhaled a breath along with a great deal of stress. "Alright."

Hera's smile grew wide when the Mandalorian said that and it only grew wider when she got to see the young girl's naked chest again. As Hera looked back up at Sabine's face, she saw that the girl's eyes were focusing on her mouth and her lips were begging for the woman's. "Is this what you want?" she whispered, leaning a bit closer.

It was Sabine who closed the remaining distance between them and sealed the kiss. Her hands gently embraced Hera by her waist while she cupped the girl's chin with one hand and pulled her closer with the other. (The Twi'lek knew without looking that Ezra was watching them with eager eyes.)

"It was just what I wanted," Sabine said when their kiss ended and their faces broke apart.

"You know, guys," Ezra said after a fake cough, "that is very cute but could we focus on the objective now?"

The two women looked at each other, their hands still tightly embracing their bodies, and they both smirked. "He's very..." Sabine began, searching for the right word.

"Adorable?" Hera suggested mockingly.

"I was going to say pathetic."

"Ohh... Fair enough," Hera agreed. Ezra, who obviously overheard them, grunted in angry disagreement which made the girls chuckle. "Alright, we really should get started now," Hera said. "Turn around Sabine."

"Why?" the girl asked, although, she was already following her captain's order and was now facing the door.

Hera didn't bother answering. Instead, she made the girl bend forward with a push on her shoulder and with a lightning-fast motion of her hand, she pulled Sabine's pants down, revealing her sexy, tight bottom. She slapped the girl hard on the ass and grinned when she saw it jiggle and heard her moan in surprise.

When Sabine stood up and spun around, she was furious to see Ezra giggling. Hera took this short staring contest as an opportunity to cast away her own leggings, the only piece of clothing that was still covering her body.

"Both of you, stop doing that," she ordered, her voice not showing any room for tolerance. "Kneel beside me, Sabine," she said as she knelt down before Ezra who still hadn't moved ever since the girl's entry. "We are going to suck Ezra off." Sabine took up the position that had been asked of her but she just glared at her captain, awestruck. "I'll go ahead first if you want."

She embraced the hilt of his erection and dived her head forward, eyes closed, letting the piece of meat slide down her throat as deep as it could. Not even when his rod was touching the back of her throat did she back out; that was only when she really showed the kids how a woman could inflict pleasures on a man. A swish of her tongue made Ezra grunt and Hera felt Sabine's eyes glancing at him, then back at her. "You can try it as well," she said, turning the hard rod toward Sabine.

Although it seemed to take her a second to comprehend the offer, the girl did grasp Ezra's manhood with a weak grip. We will have to work on that, the woman thought to herself. After Sabine gave him a few light strokes, Hera told her, "Alright, now place your lips on its head."

Sabine sent a fretful stare at her but she did obey, again. Her lips tightened around Ezra's cock and her head started its rhythmic swaying up and down. She didn't let it slide as deeply into her mouth as Hera had done, so only about half of his length was being stimulated; perhaps that was the reason why Ezra put a hand on Sabine's head, trying to push it deeper down. The girl fiercely pushed it aside, not allowing him to have any control over her.

Hera chuckled at the Mandalorian's stubbornness. "Should we move on then?" She took it as Sabine's agreement that she immediately let go of Ezra's member. "So, which one of us should have the first go with Ezra?" Hera asked naughtily.

With a side glance, Sabine muttered, "You can go first."

Hera hadn't expected Sabine to be so reluctant to fuck Ezra when she'd been very enthusiastic to do the same thing with her. Despite her obvious attraction toward Hera's mature, feminine body, she knew that Sabine was the type of girl who belonged wrapped around a penis, even if she didn't admit or even realise it yet, and Hera was determined to help the girl reach that conclusion.

"Alright," she answered. "Would you like to recreate what you showed me in that video?" she whispered with a smirk.

Sabine couldn't suppress a small, guilty smile. "Yes," she mumbled. "I would love that."

"Heey, so what did I miss?" Ezra asked clumsily.

"You'll see," Hera told him.

Sabine was the first one to take her position on the bed by sitting on its edge with her legs spread wide as she looked up at her captain who knelt down on all fours, leaned forward and hugged Sabine's thighs from underneath, and finally came Ezra who took his place behind Hera. The Twi'lek, too, spread her legs and lifted her bottom up to present the soft, pink tunnel within herself that both kids longed so much to experience again. Ezra slapped her butt before holding her still with a firm grip on her waist.

Then, he penetrated her. The moment her folds started parting, Hera's eyes and mouth sprang open with sudden pleasure. For a few seconds while he was making his way into her, she forgot to breath but as soon as Ezra began his rhythmic thrusts in and out of her, she managed to calm down and come back to her senses. When she did that, she noticed Sabine's smug expression as she bit down on her lower lip to try to conceil the dirty satisfaction she must have felt when she watched Hera lose control as she was getting penetrated.

"You're still so damn tight, Hera," Ezra said through gritted teeth.

"You should try and see how tight this nasty little Mandalorian can get," she said and pushed her index finger deep inside the girl who gasped at the impulse. "Look who's making faces now," she said with the same level of smugness Sabine had used.

The girl smiled at that softly but only until Hera dived her head forward and pressed her tongue against the girl's opening. "Aaaahh!" Sabine whined with her legs shaking and her head dropping backward.

Hera added another finger to Sabine's needy cunt and as soon as it swallowed the second one, she began to piston them in and out of the girl while her tongue was sucking her clit. Sabine whimpered and cried out from overwhelming pleasure as though she was trying to ruin her voice by screaming loud enough. Hera increased the pace of her thrusts, desperate to transfer some of the pleasure she was getting from Ezra to Sabine.

"Aaha-aaah!" she whined frantically. "No, Hera!" she tried saying. "It is-... Aah! Much... Too much!"

At that, Hera's last pull off her fingers came straight out of the girl's hole, leaving her wet and panting. "I'm sorry that I overstimulated you," Hera said apologetically.

Sabine gave her a thin smile and said, "It's alright. It was a little too much but I liked it."

"Can I continue?"

"Please."

Hera softly slicked her tongue on the surface of Sabine's vagina once and looked up at her. The girl smiled back, nodded kindly and caressed the woman's cheek, who took it as her approval to proceed.

"I thought you never backed down from challenges," Ezra said smugly.

Sabine's kindness disappeared as quickly as it came. "You just keep fucking Hera, alright?" she shot back with an angry look in her eyes.

"Not for long. Soon, he will be stretching you out," Hera declared matter-of-factly. "But I still need him to make me cum."

And so, not much more than a minute later, Hera's moaning became heavier and faster. Her entire bottom half trembled and her pussy exploded in a magnificent orgasm. Ezra pulled his member out of her and she started squirting her fluids and she screamed, screamed like Sabine had done, or perhaps even more. Not many people had seen her lose control like this but she didn't care because right now, all that mattered was getting the most out of her climax.

When she finally managed to recover, Hera said, "Thanks, to the both of you. That was one of a kind." After that, the naughty expression spread across her face that the kids wouldn't have had been able to imagine her wear but got used to it by that point. "Now comes the part that I've been looking forward to the most. I wanna see the two of you have sex with each other." Sabine and Ezra shared a mutual glance without words and with expressionless faces. "Come on now, we don't have all day!" Hera sat back on the bed with straightened but comfortably spread legs. "I want you to lie in my lap, Sabine." Understanding settled across the Mandalorian's face when she heard the instruction.

"I think I know where this is going," Ezra said proudly.

"Yes, Ezra, we all do," Sabine said in a tired voice as she lay back into her captain's lap.

It would have turned Hera on so much more if Sabine had spread her legs in front of the boy on her say-so but she was not disappointed either when the girl did that automatically on her own and said, "Alright, Ezra. Show me what you've got!"

"Okay, but promise not to scream like that again. It was kinda annoying."

"Hah!" Sabine grunted. "I doubt that I would even feel this tiny dong!" she said mockingly, however, scarcely had she finished saying it, her eyes widened and the rest of her face became stiff as Ezra, visually unnoticed by Sabine, pressed his dick into the depths of the girl. She gasped for air at the sudden expansion of her hole but could barely actually breath due to the shock. "Wow, it feels much bigger than it looks," she admitted when she managed to regain her composure.

It was obvious from Ezra's expression that he couldn't decide whether to take it as an offence or a compliment but he tried to camouflage his confusion with a smirk. Meanwhile, Hera was trying to hide her happiness about the two youngest Spectres coming around to form a new type of bond, although, there was no need to conceil her feelings because the two kids were too immersed in finding out the ways in which their bodies could pleasure each other.

After their hips had taken up a decent pace of grinding against one another, Sabine looked up at Hera with an unspeakably thankful expression on her face. In return, as a sign of a 'you are welcome' gesture, Hera smiled and pulled away a stranded hair from Sabine's face so that she could better observe it; the girl was beautiful, Hera thought, and the way she and Ezra were fucking was just too hot to be true. The Twi'lek pinched the young girl's nipples; her gaze didn't sway away from the woman but a new, excited smile did form on her lips.

"Sabine," Ezra called between two heavy breaths, "where would you like it?"

"What?" she asked, seeming as though she'd forgotten for a moment that he was there.

"Right where it is now." The answer came from Hera which sounded like a gentle but unquestionable command.

Although there was a hint of worry in the Mandalorian's eyes when she realised what was going to take place, she didn't say anything and neither did Ezra. The boy's thrusts become faster and deeper as though he was trying to make his cock a part of her body, all meanwhile both of them panted heavily. Almost losing control over his legs, Ezra bent forward, pinned Sabine's hands behind her who did not resist and planted his head between the girl's neck, her shoulder and Hera's thigh. His bottom popped up and went back down a few more times until it came to a halt when it was pressed tightly against Sabine's crotch. Precisely in the same moment when he started pouring his semen into her, Sabine cried out loudly and her body shook with its own orgasm.

It took several seconds for both of them to finish but eventually, all of the contents of his balls were resting on Sabine's walls. They stayed that way, him lying on her, and Hera softly stroking the boy's hair; she was so proud of both of them.

Finally, he pulled out of her, looking utterly exhausted, and, after a short glance at Sabine's hole that had just started leaking his cum, he sat beside them on the bed. They looked at each other: all three of them wanted to say something, though they all failed to articulate it. So, instead, they bursted out in quiet but satisfying laughter.

Chapter Text

Later that week

The following days passed in unusual silence. On the contrary to Hera's expectation, there hadn't been much interaction between Ezra and Sabine. She'd thought that she'd managed to bring the two closer but she was forced to realise that, instead, her decisions had generated a very awkward gap between the Jedi-student and the Mandalorian.

Ezra had approached her once with the request of her joining him in his bedroom but Hera declined. On another day, when the captain was roaming between her room and the cargo bay, Sabine stepped out of her cabin and approached Hera with just the same question that Ezra had asked her, which was received by the same answer. "Look, Sabine," she told her, while noticing that Ezra's bedroom's door silently slipped open. "I did not go to bed with either of you to be your... anything." Then she saw the very edge of Ezra's face peaking out of the door frame. "But now that we did, you know that you have each other to 'hang out' with."

At that point, Sabine noticed that Hera wasn't looking at her but that she was staring above her shoulders instead. She spun around on her heels to see Ezra who was just as shocked as she was after having been caught. For several seconds, they stared at each other, Ezra leaning to the door frame and Sabine crossing her arms above her chest, looking him up and down as though measuring him. When her eyes went back to his, he raised an eyebrow and added just the smallest smirk. Sabine grunted, rolled her eyes and hurried away into his room with her chin held high up, only stopping for half a second to grab the boy's hand and to drag him along.