Thread: [ the apprentice ] [ newblood x Niksis ]

Deep moans seeped in pleasure and desire escaped the tall figure. Breathy sounds of desire slowly began to fill the once quiet room as a building tension was unleashed. A growing ember inside the Sith had exploded into a torrent of emotions after the first kiss and only growing ever still as another, then another shared between the two. His tall, muscular form quickly growing in temperature as blood was being pumped through his system at a rapid pace to keep up with the desires forming. Kylo squeezed harder still around the young apprentice's throat as he locked her lips in another deep, lust driven kiss. And as he pressed himself against the smaller form pressing her even harder against the wall behind her as a result, his own desires and wants had begun to show it's effect behind the robes. Clearly evident as the thick, hard thing was being pressed against her form while their tongues once more joined in a beautiful and equally primal dance of desires, pleasure and lust. As quickly as the passion between them had grown, just as quickly did it all fall to the ground again as the moment was ruined. Klaxons had begun to echo through the room, an alarm of sorts. At first Kylo attempted to suppress the sounds, caught in the moment of lust. Though as the door behind them swooshed open and a group of uniformed men walked in his attention was redirected from her to them. The once quiet room had begun to simmer with electricity and power, an unseen storm beginning to form from a clear sky. It was undetectable by those not trained in the Force, Zyra however, would be able to tell quite easily that something was brewing. My lord, there's a- the Uniformed soldier managed to say before he was being cut off. NO! The robed man exclaimed as he released his tight grip around the the young apprentice's throat and turned to face the group behind him. In an instant, a metallic object flew from his belt to his hand and was ignited. A telling 'woosh' echoed through the room as a long red blade extruded from the object, with two more smaller ones to the side. Swift and unexpected, like a bolt of lightning cracking from a clear sky, the black robed figure leapt across the room and became a dervish of death and destruction. It all lasted only a second, if even that, before four more bodies joined the two already dead in the room from earlier. Cut after cut sent limps and pieces of man flying through the room he was ruthless, uncaring. A predator taking apart it's prey just for the fun of it. All the while an unseen darkness had formed in the room thick clouds of pain and suffering had formed around Kylo, clearly visible to those even remotely sensitive to the energies of The Force. Even long after their lives had left them, the Sith continued to cut them into smaller pieces. Only once there was nothing more to cut at, did he stop and extinguished his lightsaber once more. Turning to face Zyra, a deep frown had replaced the smile that had been on his lips just moments previous. His eyes, once dark had gotten a distinct red glow to them as anger had taken control of him entirely. Exhaling deeply, Kylo clipped his lightsaber to his belt once more and looked over to where Zyra was standing. Stay here. Kylo commanded. He had changed, his tone had changed. It was just as cold and emotionless as when they first met. Like he was an entirely different man all together. Duty demanded his went to the bridge to figure out what was going on. Even if his desires pulled him in one direction, Kylo was loyal to the Order first, himself second. And with those words spoken, he left. As if the moment they had just shared had never happened.