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Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

Listening per your orders, the video feed lens is set up, and I unpack my mat from the bag as well. Sleeping on the floor of a forest is not as painful as it sounds. Over the course of the past few nights, or days rather, I've made a habit of piling leaves beneath my bed mat to make it much more comfortable. And I've slept better outdoors here than at the Jedi Temple. Perhaps the childhood I could hardly remember had been spent in the rural parts of my home planet. I glance over in time to see the food cooking but also to see you rub at the prosthetic. Part of me tries to bring back the Force to help comfort myself, but is stopped immediately upon remembering the Sith scout. I hesitate before speaking. Had I been with you at the time, Master, I would have ended his life for endangering the royal blood as well as taking your leg from you. There is no anger in my voice, but pity. Part of what the great Yoda had taught all of us that what was in the past could not be changed, and it was better to make ammends with it and move on. Is the food done? I try to change the topic, feeling a little ashamed of my statement.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

I smile at your words and pull my book back on before looking at you. I have no doubt in that. Adjusting myself, I grab the capsule, feeling it's warm, and open it. All finished. I quickly open the capsule into the two plates it forms into. Once the oxygen reaches the cooked food, it grows to it's true size. Having meals that seem like science experiments turns off many people but their light weight and ease of use has made it a traveling Jedi's favorite. And in all honesty it's quite close to the truly cooked meal. Handing you the plate, I say Dampening our powers is a strange thing isn't it? We live most of our lives working to control and amplify it, rarely letting it fade. But most people live their entire lives this way. It seems pitiable from my point of view. I can't even remember the feeling of when I was younger and the force didn't flow through me as strong as the flow of my blood. From the first day of my training in harnessing it, I was hooked and only turned back in moments like this.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

I reach forward to grasp the warm plate, welcoming the feeling of it on my skin and the smell that is soon to reach me as it is placed in my lap. I enjoyed these very much. I was never a picky eater growing up with the Jedi, and with such a closely condensed system of stars, travel between them had become easy over the generations. This allowed for a vast mingling of species and cultures, one aspect of which was the food. What seemed odd for one to eat was like comfort food to another. Thank you, Master. I began to eat slowly, enjoying the sounds of the night. Again, it was so peaceful at times, even with the Force no longer with me. Well, for them, it is normal, everyday business. I don't think they realize the difference as much as we do. I am only grateful that the human psyche and emotion is not so overwhelming as to drive us strongly without the Force to control it. I glance up at you, watching the moonlight's shadows cast across our camp and our similarly colored skins. I suppose it is not as difficult for me. I have lived many years less than you have. The statement is sort of a poke at the difference of our ages, which isn't much. But even a year spent on any planet for the Jedi is a long time to be able to mature and grow in one's skill set.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

Nodding I reply I guess it's only a curse if you understand what you're missing. When training on my home planet Mirial, a strong emphasis was put on the religion of the force. But I found it difficult to understand how the other's could truly know the power of it. They could see the effects of life it caused as well as the strength abilities but they couldn't truly feel it inside as I could. I take a bite of my meal and drink from a canteen. It has been centuries since the last major battle with the Sith. There have of course been fights between the Jedi and Sith since then but nothing on a scale of what is to come. I don't pretend to understand what it will be like but I know with certainty it will not be like battling droids. A droid won't give up. It's programmed not to. But Sith, they fight with a will far stronger than programming. They fight with a hatred that persists outside of themselves. Where ending the life of one won't even end it. I pause knowing the persistence of the Sith is not unlike a Jedi's. Are you ready for that?
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

Everyone has their own way of understanding the same object, whether objectively or subjectively. Each has their own concept of the thing. It's hard to word what I'm trying to respond with, but I'm supposing you'll get it. Over the time we've spent together, it seems each of us is growing to read the other's mind and actions, and working cohesively with it. In all our time, we've never had a disagreement or fight, as some padawans tend to challenge their masters as they fight to understand the logic and reason why a thing must be done. I had always guessed it was my ability to accept my limitations and not grow angry over them. I continue to eat the rest of my food in silence, until you mention the possibility of a confrontation or worse, war. After I was more well-informed of the amount of Sith infestation on multiple star systems, the idea had always been a creeping suspicion of mine. I look across to you now, sorely missing the presence of a fire by now. I'm ready, Master. I know the droids are easier as they do not use the Force, nor do they have the human will... But I think I can do this. I'll prove to you that I can be a good fighter and I promise I will never give in nor leave your side. My eyes seem focused as I say the words, trying to convey I mean it with my whole heart. I wouldn't have ever dreamed of leaving ANY Jedi's side for that matter, much less yours.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

I can feel the genuineness of your confidence and loyalty but that's not what I was intending to elicit. War is looming, and it's something I know the most hardened of Jedi and Sith fear. As your Master, I'm not only your mentor but friend and at times like this I want you to know it's alright to be scared. My indirect way of asking if you were ready was far too indirect. I have no doubt in your skills and loyalty to the order... none at all. I just want you to know that even with all the logic power of the force, fear is something that is as natural as a heart beat. I fear this war as with any fight. It is natural and can be a strong motivator. I wish not to scare you or make your faith waver in my abilities but I also don't want to surround you in rhetoric of the justness of war. Just or not, it is something to be feared and fear is nothing to be ashamed of.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

As always, I'm listening intently with what you're saying. It all makes sense. I used to be a rather fearful child. I know, Master. I am a little afraid. Uncertainty of capture. Death. I guess I'm just good at suppressing those emotions and dealing with them. Conquer your fear, yes? And..with you by my side, I feel like I don't have to fear as much. Your presence and guidance helps sooth me, along with the Force. Somehow I can feel a sort of blush cross my cheeks, saying these things. This weird feeling... I glance up, hoping you haven't thought me soft for what I've said. One of my hands reaches back slowly, almost unconsciously lifting one of the ends to my twin lekku and gently plays with the end in my palms. It's sensitive, and the nerves react and help soothe me. It's also a sort of nervous habit of mine that I've found hard to kick over the years, even as I grow older. The plate sits empty by my side the scouting, though slow, was long.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

I listen closely to you and have no question that you've understood the words I've said. I'm proud of you Padawan. I have always been. Putting my plate down we hear the sounds of the forest, soft and subtle. Looking at you, I watch you feel your lekku as you blush. My eyes continue to look at you but not in the way a Master looks at a Padawan. The lessened discipline of the lowered force is not the guiding feelings behind my thoughts. It is simply showing me how I truly feel for you through emotion-based thought. My eyes trail down your lekku then across to your neck and breasts before reaching your slim curves. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest before I blink trying to regain control of myself. It feels as if a lifetime worth of missed mating seasons is passing through me.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

The fidgeting gets worse, more than I've done since I was a child new to the Order. Eventually it stops, and I notice that I'm just now breathing for the first time as well. A slow breath exhales from my chest as I take in a new one, calmer now. The blush has dissipated and I can manage a glance up at you again, the one tail I was playing with now draped over my shoulder and chest. Mine are typically kept back, but now that we are at rest, it feels more comfortable. Thank you, Master... I really appreciate that. I merely murmur, just to keep quiet but also in a sort of apologetic tone for growing so flustered. I can tell you seem to be deeply in thought. Then I notice your eyes, but only briefly. Not that odd, maybe you're only looking at the moonlit shadows...
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

Mustering my willpower I look away and open up my sleeping mat. I slip inside the soft synthetic material and distract my thoughts by saying Good night Isartimus. Closing the mat, I shift until I am comfortable before closing my eyes. It doesn't take long before sleep comes to me. Spending hours hiking and staying alert takes a lot of out one, especially when their energy is split between that and lowering their force flow. As I sleep my thoughts are kept down, letting my mind sleep without the usual dreams of my current or past missions. The flow of my force must have raised slightly enough to dampen my earlier feelings toward you, or at least enough to allow me to control them.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

The sun had begun to rise by now, and I could feel sleep tugging at my eyes. The abruptness of your goodnight wasn't too normal, but it didn't concern me either. The toning of the Force for that night had been our first in weeks, and for the Jedi, it was always hard to focus and maintain emotion without it. I nod. Goodnight, Master. I tuck myself down into my respective bedroll, eyes closing. The sounds of the day whisper past my ear a slight breeze, birds chirping. The sound of the leaves baking in the morning sun. A person trained in the Jedi Order comes to recognize these things and listen to them. These same sounds now help me drift to my unconcsious self, which takes hold quickly and smoothly. My dreams do not come to me this time, but rather send me adrift on a peaceful and blank rest.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

Over the past weeks I've learned to wake up when the sun begins to set. This morning is no different. As the sun shines over the massive exposed roots of the trees, my eyes open slowly and I soon lean up to begin the next night of scouting. Unzipping my sleeping mat I slowly get up and stretch. I look over at you seeing you stirring slightly. By now I know you will awaken soon, no need to force it. Heading over to the camera I remove the leaves from it and see the message from the Jedi Temple analysts Nothing peculiar. One scout, nothing more. I not and turn it off knowing the surface is not what concerns me, it's what's below. Walking back to camp, I pack away the small camera and begin to put things away.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

It takes a while for me to wake, but I do just as I hear you shuffling about the camera and listening to the feedback from the Temple. One scout, I hear. Part of me wonders if it was that lone Sith we spotted yesterday. How close had he gotten to our camp? A small shiver runs down my spine as I crawl from my sleeping mat like a bug from a cocoon my clothes are a little misshapen and one of my lekku has made it's way across my neck and chest while the other stayed resting behind. I quickly stand up and fix myself, but I let the other come forward as well. Inadvertently, this accents the swell of my breasts, as the tails move with my curves and end just shy of my waist. Good morning, I whisper, offering a smile. My things are packed silently within minutes, and I lead us on into the city. Thankfully, there is only a small gap between the forest line and the beginning of the buildings, but I run the distance swiftly hoping no one will see us. I wait for you to follow, before I begin creeping along the ruins. My nighttime vision isn't great, but some left over fires among the wreckage help light our way from a distance. Master, do you sense it? I suddenly stop, stock-still in a crouching position, head turning sideways to look for you. My heart is pounding in my chest, one hand itching towards my light saber. It's the scout. I cannot see him but I feel him. Close by.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

Keeping behind the concrete road barrier, I nod not risking the chance of being heard. I can sense the Sith and it feels like the scout. I tone down my force to as low as possible for good measure and keep sharp with my ears. We sit there for barely a minute before the sound of footsteps are heard. The sound it close and approaching at what seems to be a casual pace. He must not know we are here. Slipping my light saber from my belt, I keep it held ready with my finger near the switch. Breathing slowly the footsteps become closer and closer until we hear the sound of a radio. 37, status report. We hear the radio being unclipped from the scout's belt. All clear above ground. followed quickly by Roger that. The scout continues walking in the road in front of us, slowly getting farther away. Staying frozen in our locations we are now assured that our presence is unknown, a good affirmation of our current success.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

The closeness of the Sith scares me. If I hadn't stopped when I did.. My hand slips from the light saber on my hip, a shaky breath coming out of my mouth. I had dropped the Force from me, almost shoving it away at the rate I needed it to leave because of how close the scout was. Now my emotions flood me and I can feel myself beginning to freak out. My mouth opens as if to say something before shutting again, palms sweating. Since the man walks before us, I take us around to a parallel street so we may keep an eye on him but avoid contact ourselves. Towards the middle of the rubble, there is an intact building shrouded by a few others that survived the droid artillery. It appears to be some kind of courthouse or public meeting space, with a large plaza in front of an entrance. A lit entrance. I can see a single shadow from the corridor as I edge closer, now on the side of the building. The cold steel of my saber is lifted into my hand this time. Master, I sense two. As strong as the scout but no more. I can no longer feel him either. Of course I'm talking about the man from not a few minutes before. I'm going to find if there's a back entrance or something from the side a broken window or wall perhaps. I slip away, sending you a hesitant and scared look before heading around. On the back, there's a section of wall caved in. Light filters through. There are no shadows however, and the two patches of the dark side of the Force are weaker, slightly. Carefully I slip in, finding myself behind a desk or counter of some sort. A perfect spot to hide for now. On the ground nearby are some more radios and broken droid bits. I pick one up, fiddling with the dials to see if I can get it to work and tune in on the Sith's reports.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

I nod, watching you head off around the side of the building. Once you disappear from my sight, I walk up the steps to the entrance. Moving silently, I find the front entrance to be open. Taking a second look I see a short red line appear and then disappear. I quickly look around to be sure I'm not spotted and then focus my vision on where the line was. Reaching down I pick up bits of crumbled rocks, sifting it through my fingers to only get the fine power. Holding my hand out, I blow the particles into the air and see the laser trip line going across the open entrance. There must be a bomb here, they are guarding something important. I sift more of the rock dust and put it in my pocket. Checking the open window I see no laser, so I slip inside and move along the ornate yet dirtied floor. Blowing powder in suspicious areas, I make my way through looking for underground entrances or hatches to a basement. My eyes keeping peeled between that and the Sith we sensed.
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

I manage to fix the dial and suddenly there is a low crackle of static and gibberish on the radio. Too loud. I quickly turn the volume down and wait for a few agonizing minutes to see if anyone heard that. Doesn't appear to. The volume is turned down before I try again, this time getting a clearer signal. Still, parts are missing it appears these radios are quite damaged. Seems-- ll clear... --ck the main entra--. They're going to be coming up here, supposing this is the main thoroughfare.. I can't sense my master. How to warn him? I decide to draw a small bit of Force to myself and send some sort of signal through it. If he's got anything more than I suspect, he'll feel it. The risk is that it will expose my position.. I feel the Sith too late, he's already reaching over the counter and got me by the collar. I feel the tug and the sound of his leather-gloved hand as it curls to trap me firmly. Come here you little brat. Think you could play with our stuff? His voice is gruff, and it hisses like a reptile's.. My heart is pounding and the lowered Force is already causing my emotions to make me panic. Adrenaline forces through my veins and I reach for my saber, only to have it knocked from my hands as I feel a hard snap. My wrist. I cry out in pain and in my panic, I draw the Force fully back to me. Oh, look what we have here.. It's a little Jedi. She looks...young for a Knight, doesn't she? He turns me around. I'm struggling to breathe, gasping, both hands at my neck as he's got me lifted from the ground. Behind him is another Sith, and suddenly I feel the agonizing pressure of his power. A Dathomirian, male by the red skin and bright orange eyes. He's strong, probably almost as much as my Master. But Knight? The clothes! They think I'm a Knight, so maybe they'll overlook the possibility of my having my master around!
Thread: Forbidden by the Force (DaveTheHuman & GhastyGoo)

I make my way through the main hall when I feel a strong sense of force, your force. Having been with you for so many years I've learned to recognize the pattern of your energy. I take it as a sign you're in trouble and draw my light saber from my belt. As I pass into the next room I hear footsteps back in the main entrance, more than one person and they feel like Sith. I continue moving toward your flow of energy feeling it surge even more. The sensation mixes with the feeling of two more Sith, near you. As I walk down the hallway a difficult decision comes to me. There are at least four Sith and two of us. Soon I will be pinned between the two groups. I know they will sooner take you prisoner than kill you but my decision hurts me none the less. Slipping out a window I lean against the wall, hearing the other two Sith walk past where I was. Raising my hand, I focus my energy, letting the force fill me slightly, picking up a brick and floating it toward the booby-trapped entrance. Seeing it's above the trip wire, I release my energy, letting it fall. Not a split second later the bomb erupts causing the entrance area to collapse. The two Sith that were trailing me reach the room you are in just as the bomb goes off. The Dathomirian turns to them saying Find out who set it off and search for others. This one isn't alone! He motions for the Sith holding you to go search as well. The moment the large Sith lets go of your hands, they are replaced by the gripping force of the Dathomirian.
Thread: Elvish Turmoil (Me & muhaku2)

Thranduil was taken aback by his lover's boldness, and could do little but run his fingers through her white silk hair when she began to please him. He tensed when she gripped him firmly by the base in surprise and moaned. Then his knees locked and toes stretched when her tongue ran across his glans, and he could not help himself. He had to hold on to her, to keep from giving in to his lust. Eyes locked on his lover's when she looked up to gauge his reaction and fingers that were exploring her hair started to grip into her locks. He refused to guide the independent soul pleasing him deeper on his cock, but encouraged her with gentle tugs and impassioned sounds with every bob of her head. Precum even started to seep out of him then, coating her tongue with saltiness and lubricating her throat just a little more. Then, he felt a change, a tension deep inside his loins building, and despite himself, he started to pull his lover away. It was a slow process to get her to slow down with his hard cock in her mouth, but gradually his groans made her begin to look up at him again, if only to find why he was hesitating. I'm going to cum, he panted out after a lot of effort. A look of concernwas on his face then, as if he was sure she would be disgusted with the thought of a load forced down her throat.
Thread: Elvish Turmoil (Me & muhaku2)

Theora stared up at him keeping a firm grasp on the base of his cock again with her hand but not enough to hurt him while she kept bobbing her head up and down. She was aware that he was nervous about cumming in her mouth and when he spoke warning her she just smiled. Slowly Theora pulled her mouth back from Thranduil's cock and stared up into his eyes as she licked her lips. Its alright Thranduil, your my husband to be and already part of me. You can cum in my mouth I do not mind your taste at all. Actually you taste really good and I would love the honor of having your seed in my mouth. Theora said as she slipped her mouth back down on his cock head and slowly began to suck on it as her eyes closed. She would keep sucking him, her suction getting stronger and stronger as she could taste more and more precum on her tongue. Thranduil tasted like the wine he drank, his precum was so sweet and fruity, she was starting to grow addicted to it. Theora's eyes rolled back into her head the more she sucked and the more she tasted. It was one of the best tasting bodily fluids she had yet to come by. Theora's pussy was soaking wet between her legs but she hardly noticed it until she shifted her hips and brushed her pussy against his leg. It sent a shutter through her body but once more she forced herself not to touch herself. She wanted Thranduil inside of her so badly but it was hard to pull her mouth away from his cock. So good, please, cum in my mouth, give me your seed. I want you in my vagina as well. she whimpered with his cock still inside of her mouth. She felt another shutter run through her body and she began to shiver. He could see that she was horny, he could see that she was so hungry and craving nothing more than for Thranduil to make love to her. Theora had nothing but love for him in her eyes, though they were closed at the moment. Anyways she made sure to keep her hand at the base of his cock to keep it from slipping from her mouth or him from pulling away from her. Theora let out moans, trying to send yet more pleasure through her lover's body.