[SWTOR]Clea breaks into Urlocks Ship

Clea woke up from a fitful sleep. She laid naked, coverd in sweat in an empty bed. She checked the time and saw that it was past morning and Delilah was still not home. She hit the bed in a mix of anger and concern. Why the hell do I have to be home on an evening if she isn't.

She got up putting on some panties and a tshirt and wrapped the bed sheet around her, walking around the empty ship looking to see if Delilah was anywhere else. She wasn't.

Her temple itched and hurt slightly and her vision was a little blurred. She sat down in the social area wrapping the sheet tight around her and poked at her data pad. She read an old message, the good part of last night and the night before.

The empty ship made a banging noise which made her jump out of her skin, she decided she needed to get out of there.

She walked through the cold hanger, her sheet wrapped around her just looking at the different ships that were docked near by, walking through hanger, to hanger she saw the one she recognised and walked up to the door. She pressed her hand against the cold metal and turned, her back to the door sliding down into a crouched position.

She couldn't just go see this person could she? It wasn't like they were friends, he was a client, a team member of Delilahs. But she needed someone to talk to, someone to sound this niggle in the back of her head.

She rolled onto her knees and found the access panel electronics area. Wiggling it free she prodded and poked, not really paying much attention but doing everything she needed to do to make the door slide open enough so she could slip in.

She walked through the quiet ship, finding the sleeping quarters she leaned in the door way watching him sleep. She moved silently around the ship to the drive room sitting in the captains chair and curled up. A while later, what ever she did fizzed and popped blowing the electrics in the ship.

It was at this time that Urlock awoke from his slumber, she woke up to being picked up in his large strong arms and carried through to the bedroom.

She hooked herself around his arm, telling him of the previous nights events. As she burried herself into his chest he did his best to comfort her.

He lifted her up onto his chest as she poured her thoughts out to him, hitting him in the chest with frustration. She felt his morning self pressing against her through the sheet. It caught her a little by surprise.

A wicked thought passed through her mind as he wiped her tears, she leaned herself back teasing him, grinding and dancing to music only she could hear. He did his best to "object" she just laughed, knowing that he didn't really.

She leaned in, kissing him and teasing his manhood with her bottom. They joked about where on a ship she hadn't been, and she said on this one, everywhere. They chose the cockpit.

He placed her down on the communications console teasing himself against her pantied self pressing against the material. She reached down putting her nails through the material and ripped it away letting him push it into her slowly at fist then deeper as her walls stretched to take the thickness.

Her implants filled her with endorphines and morpines alowing her to take him deeper as it hit the back wall of her insides. Faster his movements grew and she lifted her legs placing her feet upon his shoulders. Her wetness dripping down over the consoles.

She squeezed her muscles around him, screaming out into the ship and arching her back against the uncomfortable table of buttons and knobs below her. He grunted and growled as he roughly had his way filling her up every which way until he couldn't hold it any more, and with a roar he overfilled her.

She sat up, keeping him inside, lowering her legs and pressing her face against his chest. Just needing to be held.

After some time they seperated heading for a shower. She began to wash him obediently but he pulled away from her, washing himself and telling her to clean the ship. She did as was instructed, very dilligently and came through to his room playfully throwing the rag at him.

He looked angry, she felt uncomfortable and went to disturb Hana instead. After some time she realised she had been gone for most of the day and decided it was probably best she headed back home.

And so she did.