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Leia woke up early. Through the windows of the palace she was sleeping in, she saw the dawn of a new morning, the sky pasted in pastels of blue and pink with the birds singing loudly. A fairybook scene she would have liked as a girl, and even now as a woman it made something in her smile. Even as she knew aboard this skyhook that it was all fake. Another fruit of his privilege, she wondered if he had chosen to emulate Alderaan’s scenery before her.

The small excuse for a wedding dress that had made her feel too nude the whole ceremony was lying on the floor alongside his regal groom wear. Here alone with her thoughts, for once she was tempted with possibility. She had only agreed to this decision, this arrangement, purely for the sake of advantage, she needed his power. But now naked and in his bed, the past night’s events still marked on her and the mesmerizing scene still playing out before her, she had to honestly ponder to herself. Had she truly made the wrong decision?

For once she did not feel the overpowering shame that had come over her in the wake of one of their trysts. Instead alone with him not as a woman of the alliance but having accomplished one step of her victory over the empire with him, she was made to look at the road before her. He was lying next to her just as naked as she was, the proof of their nuptial celebrations only hours before. Fresh memories of last night were active in her mind, he had driven her mad with his power as he had so many times before, bringing her to satisfaction long before they lay exhausted together.

Yet Han was fresh in her mind. She remembered the agony on his face as she left with Xizor to go to the second Death Star. The smuggler who had stolen her heart, he couldn’t have begun to understand her betrayal. Why she had given into the Falleen prince so easily time and time again was something that perplexed her every time after and only then with him shackled as a prisoner of the alliance as he tried to tempt her once again did she finally understand what he had been doing to her. Only then did she make her choice to use his imperial ties to destroy the empire and rescue Luke in the clutches of the dark side.

Leia remembered how happy she had been to have Han forgive her. On the eve of what seemed like certain death in the Death Star’s power, everything seemed right again. To spend one final night in his arms before she embarked on this plan. She never wanted him to see her leaving with Xizor after she freed him, a prisoner of the alliance, their so-called benefactor having been an ally with the empire all this time, the man who had played the smuggler like a fool and taken his woman, totally unaware of how things had really been. As far as she was concerned, she was going on a death run.

And still she lived. Luke was freed, and the imperial armada suffered a horrific blow. She had used all her power in the force not just to kill Palpatine but to banish him from the galaxy forever. For all of Sidious’ machinations to rule forever as the final Dark Lord and the apex of the Sith line, he was now just another spirit condemned to wander in chaos like all who came before him. The alliance must have been celebrating.

But now another Dark Lord ruled the Galactic Empire. Vader’s cruelty in the imperial age must have made everyone’s thoughts of fear no matter what planet they hailed from instantly hear his cold breaths. Once a pathetic dog leashed by Palpatine’s perverse cruelties, how hungry this beast of prey would prove to be. Denied his son and daughter and without a Death Star to enforce his imperial regime, what terrors would he personally unleash upon the galaxy?

Leia didn’t have long to ponder that. She felt the man lying beside her beginning to stir. He hadn’t even begun to move yet, but she sensed it as a gift from the traces of the force she still had. He brushed his fingers on his naked back, making her quiver before she realized it.

He kissed her cheek and blew a stream of air on her earlobe. Naked next to him, just something so simple made her shiver. Closer, his lips whispered into her ear, “Good morning Leia.”

Whatever ambivalent thoughts she had were arrested on the spot. She had made this arrangement on political grounds and wrestled with her doubts in the morning after. But now she would have to answer him.

Leia turned over to look at him. Xizor was handsome as ever, and naked next to her in a bed that was even more evident. Whatever misgivings she had about him, how he had taken advantage of her, used her without her knowing of his power, were nothing compared to his natural good looks, he could pass for near human and his slitted eyes and reptilian traits made him look even more exotic. Naked next to her just as nude, she found herself staring at more of him than she liked.

It was in the wake of having killed Palpatine and rescued Luke. After last night’s celebrations as his bride she was getting excited just looking at him. She knew that even as he wasn’t yet drugging her with his pheromones. A feeling she hated. 

“G-good morning…” she said, wanting to be as cordial as possible. A blush had coated her face after just that innocent kiss. Just as her body had betrayed her to find almost divine rapture at his hands, so too now did her spirit quiver in his power, she was getting excited like a small child in the heights of jubilation. Deep down under it all, she felt so weak.

If she was still strong, she would have seized his throat with her power. Yet having smote Sidious' spirit to ruin was not a feat that came without a price. In that psionic contest, she had nearly felt like she was going to be torn apart, it was only Luke's intervention from escaping the dark that saved her. To everyone else, she was still the same Leia, beautiful and admirable. But the power of the force at her fingertips was nowhere near as strong as it had been before. From facing a Dark Lord to a Dark Prince. Here and naked in his bed, she was defenseless against him.

He knew that too. Chuckling to himself he cut straight to the heart of the matter. “I wonder why you would agree to this arrangement?” he said as if he was speaking to himself. “You seemed so hesitant to my proposal before and then all of a sudden you were ready. Perhaps something changed...”

Leia knew this question would come. She had to speak now before he would even begin to sniff the blood trail. Lest it undo everything that she hoped to accomplish. But before she could even begin to say anything, he kissed her on the lips.

Her body lit up. For whatever her doubts were Leia had felt a numb joy since awakening. Him kissing her now, that elation was no longer so detached, it only soared higher. Ready to continue the act of Xizor’s devoted lover and wife, she kissed him right back.

It was nothing so indecent as her prior trysts with the Falleen prince. Under his spell without her even realizing it, she had been a whore for his every need, said things for him she would never even begin to say for other men. Aware of what he had done to her she signed her own alliance with the lord of Black Sun to fight the empire and for better or for worse every action she took now would be her own. And yet every second their lips brushed up together, her body was wrought with that troublesome craving.

There must be something wrong with me. He’s not using his power and yet...just kissing him like this is turning me on.

That was what Leia thought the first time he used her. Everything in her was telling her that it was wrong. It still didn’t make her submit to him any less. She would feel guilt and disgust after that first time, only when they were alone together he would have his way with her again and she would be just as eager as that sinful first, time and time again. Only after she knew what he was doing was she finally able to resist. How liberating it was to be herself again.

And yet Vader’s ascendance had seen her in Xizor’s bed again. Deep inside, part of her wished for him to use his pheromones. So that she could indulge in her shameful fantasies, so this could feel good for her without any notions of guilt. That it would make sense for her why perfectly in her right mind now, she still wanted him.

He kneaded her naked breasts. Leia’s want only became worse as he massaged her, his hands were big enough to cover the entirety of her chest and with every stroke from his soft palms, his long nails grazed on her skin. But he was making a conscious effort to avoid touching her nipples. Each touch was both enough to satisfy her needs and yet a subtle tease designed to leave her wanting more, her nipples standing up erect were screaming for his touch. Naked together in the bed, their kisses became faster.

Too soon for her, he stopped. His handsome face and slitted lavender eyes ever so pleasant to look at were marked with the sly mien of a predator. It was like he was staring into her soul.

“It was Vader,” she said without even thinking.

His dominant features shifted to look puzzled. “How do you mean?”

“He spoke to me through the force. Asked me to become his apprentice.”

“And you refused…”

She turned away. Leia didn’t know what was worse, becoming Xizor’s lover or having Vader’s cruel booming voice ringing in her mind. The man who nearly broke Luke forever, he was there with Tarkin to witness Alderaan’s destruction. The sounds of the false birds around them were loud before she finally said, “Yes.”

That answer greatly pleased him. “Good.” Leaning forward he kissed the corner of Leia’s mouth. She refused to look at him even then, she hated herself for letting the truth slip by so easily. It was taking all her willpower to keep herself under control even without his pheromones driving her like a bitch in heat. That close he said, “We will have our vengeance upon Vader soon enough.”

Leia looked at him straight in the eyes. Something about what he said about their mutual vengeance upon the Dark Lord. Before she could question that, he kissed her again. Far deeper this time, she offered no fight to his tongue slipping inside of her mouth.

His hands had never left her breasts. Teasing the ends of her nipples with caresses as light as the soft gale on a peaceful morning while he pressed onto her breasts harder with the power in his hands, she returned every deep kiss of his with the fire she had given up on restraining. As that false birdsong continued to chirp, the sounds of she could hear the sounds of their lips and tongues going at it. A painfully erotic sound that made her stir with want deeper than ever. Her guilt only fueled the shameful lusts stirring inside of her.

Xizor’s teeth pressed onto her lower gums. Sliding very smoothly down the surface and onto the wet inner membrane of her lower lip, he pulled back with a speed that stopped short of being painful and only left her yearning for more. At that, she felt the same hunger and need when she was under his spell, she couldn’t tell how much of it was her body betraying her and his species' telltale power playing her again even as she knew about what he could do to her, what he had done to her and driven such anguish into her heart and that same power now was making her look at such regret as silly. Between her legs Leia’s royal wetness trailed down her thighs.

A minute later, their lips parted with a long trail of spit between their tongues. His skin had flared to a scarlet now, a telltale indicator of his lusts, she knew that even with knowing next to nothing about how his kind functioned. Loath as she was to admit it to herself, she felt the same way, his cock standing up was unmistakable in her peripheral vision, raw temptation lighting the furnace of libido inside her. The sky and birds around her were not real, but looking at him with her heat, Leia was only mesmerized by them. Pressing directly onto her nipples with his thumbs, she let out an unashamed moan of pure desire. He smiled at his victory and licked his lips, savoring her taste. “Come Leia. The morning is fresh and your husband has much need of you.”

Lying down on his back, his penis was standing straight up. Leia was still searching for some answer to try and pacify him, to ask for things to go another way. But she knew this would be the nature of their deal when she made it. And she knew that right now he would have her one way or the other.

She scurried over, ready to take his cock inside of her mouth and suck him off. So big and hard, she could see his thickness, his veins popping out on the crimson surface. Naughty thoughts tempted her of her shameful memories that had her brought to satisfaction each and every time, but she would not debase herself to that level again. As long as it was like this, Leia would maintain some measure of dignity.

Closing her eyes, she took the engorged cockhead into her mouth. On her tongue, her lips were filled up with that same sexual heat. It had afflicted her so many times as soon as she had laid eyes upon him and then in the privacy of rebel bases away from the arms and eyes of her comrades, that inferno became so much worse. Everytime her reason abandoned, driving her tobecome like a succubus, hungry and needing him. Each time after she climaxed several times, he would pull out and spray his seed all over her. Tongue hanging out and covered in his seed, she must have looked like such some whore far in the galaxy’s outer areas away from imperial dominance, and even thenshe would gaze at him craving more. Only after he left her looking so filthy was her mind only able to piece itself together, driving her to a sobering knowledge of her betrayal and a shame that cut deep.

Going down on him, she remembered he used this thing on her again hours earlier, those memories still burned so bright that it only felt like minutes ago. As he had many times before, he drove her to satisfaction repeatedly, and part of her craved for that sinful illicit touch, remembering how it felt for him to pump her so easily with this big thing, her wet pussy accommodating him each and every time. And last night was the first time that he came inside her pussy. The first time that any man did and it was this man, she knew it would haunt her for the rest of her life.

That same memory haunted her now, slowly banishing her reason. She had sped up her fellatio without even thinking to, looking like a perfect and devoted slut almost devouring his cock. Going down on him so hard, her vagina ached with a feverish heat.

He was getting harder on her tongue. Tasting the first of his precum, she was ready to finish him off. Leia closed her eyes and went down on him farther. Faster and deeper, she knew she must have looked like a filthy slut. What her friends would think of her if they saw this. What Han would think, what must he have been thinking right now as the galaxy celebrated the Emperor’s death, while she was in this man’s bed, servicing him? So much had changed and yet here was another battle.

Her heart was racing in her chest. She just wanted to get this over with, it was just another part of her game. As much as she hated it, Leia was very familiar with servicing this dick. Her lips by now were moist and swollen with lust. Knowing it would get him off, she moved her mouth back up to the sensitive rim of his cockhead, red and engorged with lust, sucking it off so hard that it sounded like she was playing with a piece of fruit in between her lips. Having blown almost all of him so far, she knew this would get him off very fast.

But Xizor sensed that little bit of defiance and moved his finger onto her vulva, swollen and dripping wet. Darting it in between her pussy lips, he suddenly moved it fast up across her clit in a motion as fluid and deadly as a blade, lighting the embers in her body into a simmering flame of pure akin to acraving that only the worst spice junkies on the Outer Rim must have felt. Leia suddenly gasped, the kind of noise most men only wish they could have driven out of a woman. That fat dick in front of her face red hot with lust and trembling with his heat, Leia couldn’t fight her want for him, not even in in her mind. If she didn’t take him in this way, it would drive her crazy.

Standing up on her knees, she moved herself over him. Her moist vagina hanging over his cock, Xizor growled with pleasure when he felt her moist slit meet the now bulbous end of his penis, thick and hard with his want for the young princess who was now his queen. He had sensed Leia’s ambivalence since waking, had a pretty good idea of why she would willingly become his since she agreed to marry him. But there was nothing to doubt about the way her wet pussy lips spread so easily to take in his erect manhood, how quickly she had lowered herself down on him as far as she could go. How she rode him so fast without him needing to command her.