A Brief Layover

I don't own star wars

Circe stared at the older wookiee as he grumbled on the couch, in what looked like a skirt… but it wasn't a skirt, he insisted. "…Isn't that a skirt?" she asked rather bluntly as he glared at her.

"No it's a kilt… because I 'Kilt' the last person who called it a skirt…" he sniffed angrily, but Circe smiled. Caradoc loved her too much to ever actually threaten her, but she got the point. Urai wasn't listening to that conversation he was examining the cybernetic arm Killa had given him, we had relayed the story of what had happened on dathomier and while he was notably disappointed for the lake of imperial toys, he was rather content with knowing we weren't bringing back living weapons.

Which was one of the reasons why Caradoc was wearing a 'kilt'. To get to the wounds around his legs… well… Nike had to shave him. He was less than thrilled about it. And wouldn't really see reason so we kind of had to hold him down…

X-E and Rattletrap are still cleaning up the kitchen…

"Well… fine work regardless…" Urai said with a sigh, sliding the arm back to Killa who took it as a trophy. Then shifting around in his pockets he slid a collection of tickets toward me.

"What are these?" I asked curiously.

"Tickets to Spira and a bungalow that Torga owns… he's letting you have it for a couple of days. It's a reward for the job."

"We're not getting paid?" Nike asked suddenly, a little indignant but she took the ticket anyway.

"Well… not really." He said with a shrug, standing up from the table. "The other employees were paid because they shot down the ship, and you would've been paid for bringing the loot back but there was nothing… that and the tickets are non-refundable." He shrugged again, "Go enjoy yourselves."

I counted the tickets, seven in total… "Okay so… Me, Nike, X-E, Rattletrap, Killa, Seis, Caradoc…"

"I'm not going to Spira." Caradoc noted firmly, "…I'll either stay here or go back to Kashyyyk for a while." He added, grunting slowly as he stood up, his legs causing him a slight ache. "Sand and Wookiee fur don't mix."

"Oh… Circe?" I asked, turning to my sister who shrugged rather sheepishly.

"I'll take care of Caradoc for a while… but I need to go back to work soon." She noted, rubbing our uncle's shoulder fondly. "I'll give him a ride if he wants to go home."

"Okay that still leaves an extra ticket." I noted, and I couldn't help but notice Mirai turning to her father, helmet on her head and silently asking to go.

Urai sighed, "…I suppose I could escort Ms. Bessana for a while longer-"

"You love it." Circe interrupted smugly.

"-Mirai why don't you take a break with Roland." He said mechanically, like it pained him, "You can show them around the property."

"Of course father." She replied, almost giddy with excitement at the idea of a vacation on the resort planet.

With plans made and cries of. 'I need a swimsuit' perforating the air I waved everyone off to prepare as I went to my room to sleep. Most of the crew sped off toward the city to find what they would need. We weren't going to buy stuff on Spira, not with their prices…

…By the way… I said 'most'…

Nike, wearing hip hugging shorts and a tight shirt grinned as she shut the door behind her when she entered my room. "…Roland?" she asked softly as I lay still on my bed. Slowly she slipped onto the sheets, slinking like a prowling predator… which wasn't so far from the truth as she wrapped her arms around me, purring softly.

"Mmmn… Nike?" I mumbled, pressing my head to her chest as she continued.

"It's just us…" she noted a little… seductively… oh.

She pushed me onto my back and pressed her lips to mine as she gripped my wrists tightly in her hands. "So… you went a round with Killa?"

…Suddenly I wasn't so aroused. "Oh… um."

"I expected it." She said a little pompously, "I just need to remind you who your favorite is…" she cooed, kissing me again and shooting her tongue into my mouth as her shapely body pressed down on top of me, grinding her crotched against my leg and quickly getting my erection to return as she purred into my mouth.

"Well… you are my favorite." I said, blushing a little as she giggled, letting my hands stroke her furry sides as she cooed into my mouth.

"Flatterer…" she moaned softly as my hands continued to pet her, "A silver-tongued devil you are…" she whispered, sitting up and standing above me, letting her shorts drop to the bed before sitting down on my face as she grinned smugly, her quickly dampening pussy pressed against my lips. "…What else can your tongue do?"

Well, I knew where this was going… so I wasn't going to let her down. Especially when I felt her slightly sharpened claws dig into my hair and pull me deeper. She cooed and purred as my tongue spread her open, sending an odd tangy taste into my mouth as she gyrated on me. She yanked off her shirt, squeezing her breasts with both hands as she felt my tongue penetrate her. "Faster… Faster!" she purred, pinching her nipples as she gasped for more. "Deeper! Come on you're so good…"

Suddenly she went rigid, her head thrown back as she softly shrieked in delight. "Oh Kark!" she leaned forward, clutching at the pillow as she panted heavily, "…Fuck Roland…" she grumbled with a laugh, lifting her leg off me as I sucked in air. However, I only had a few moments of breath before she was kissing me again, her tongue scrapping her taste from my mouth. However, instead of letting her remain dominant. I wrapped around her head and rolled her over, she squeaked in surprise as kissed her, groping her naked body.

"Naughty boy…" she moaned softly as I began to spread her legs, gently rubbing my cock on her wet lips, "…give it to me." She whispered, spreading herself open as my cock lined up with her. "I want it…" she begged, thrusting her hips up invitingly. Grabbing her waist, I shoved my eager cock balls deep inside her, lying firmly down on top of her as she shrieked in delight, "Oh force yes!!" she pulled me to her lips as she kissed me, meeting my thrusts like a primal animal as he legs wrapped tightly around me, "Fuck me!"

She writhed on the bed as she tightened around me, squeezing me lovingly as she came again and her again. Her breast bounced tantalizingly as I shoved my cock deep inside her. Grabbing her wrists, I fell back, pulling her on top of me as I shoved deep inside her, forcing her down on my length as I shoved up into her.

"Oh force!" she shrieked, orgasming again as she laughed in delight. "S-Slow down…" she began, biting her bottom lip as she looked down at me, "W-wait Roland!" but I only smiled smugly up at her, and kept going. "F-Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!" she shrieked, trembling wildly onto top of me, and finished me off.

I held her firm, firing deep inside her. I sat up, wrapping my arms around her and burying my face into her chest, squeezing her tightly as I filled her up. Pulling her butt checks open, shoving my two finger's into her tight trembling butt hole. "R-Roland not yet…" another finger. "W-wait!" another, "WAIT!" then another as she squeezed, "Not at the same time!" she whimpered, her pussy stroking me inside her.

"…I need more…" I pleaded, pushing her onto her back again as she stared up at me. "Right now." And I began again, thrusting deep into her tight pussy. Holding her tightly to me as my balls slapped against her soft furry body, but I was too sensitive from earlier… to eager to fill her up. Pulling her hips up and thrusting down I came, pinning her to the bed as my cock throbbed its eager release. I collapsed onto her, my tongue licking and penetrating her lips as I kissed her. My hands slipped under her large, soft rear as I probed her hole with my fingers again.

"If you're not going to fuck it…" she groaned with a welcoming purr, "Stop PLAYING with it…" she laughed, licking my neck softly as she squirmed beneath my hands. "EEP!!" she squeaked as I flipped her over, grinning cheerfully, "W-wait! OH FORCE!"

I grabbed her shoulders and pulled as I went all the way up her tight ass, she scratched at the bed, tearing my pillows as she screamed, "S-stretching me! Oh Gods!" she jumped slightly as I slammed against her, pulling her back against me as I did, "S-shit!" she hissed lovingly, purring as I listened to the sound of my balls slapping against her cheeks again and again, her cheeks tightening around my length as I approached my release. The bed shook as I slammed into her, pressing down on her back as she moaned and grunted in pleasure.

Then I iced the cake… "…You're my favorite…" I whispered in her ear, and with a scream of pleasure she came, I slammed deep into her and released. Pulling my whole body onto her as I released the last of my com deep into her, her soft furry body warm against mine as I kissed her neck. "You like being my favorite?" I asked a little surprised, I just thought I needed to say it. I didn't think it would turn her own, slipping my hands onto her breasts as I gently squeezed.

"…I like being your favorite…" she mumbled, with a smile and a purr. She moaned softly as I turned her head and kissed her again, letting her moan into my mouth as I slowly pulled my flaccidity out of her. Pushing her butt cheeks with my legs tightly together. Before finally getting off her and staring at her black-furred, white-striped body almost admiringly… then promptly playing with her large bouncy rear…

She giggled, "What are you doing?" she laughed, shaking her rear on her own. "Haven't you had enough yet?" she laughed. I gave her rear a gentle pat before lying down next to her and holding her close.

"Yeah… I guess so…" I mumbled, pressing my head to her chest and taking in her scent as she purred…

It was quiet only for a moment… then came a loud wookiee roar. "Pass it to Razzok! Razzok you moron!" he roared again, the sound actually shaking the house.

"…He's watching grav-ball…" I grumbled quietly, rubbing my face in her fur as she sighed. "…I don't think we'll be sleeping…" I added as he roared again. "…Nope." I grumbled, crawling slowly out of bed and pulling my pants on.

Nike stretched lovingly on the bed, the sheets curling beneath her body as she dominated my bed. "I was born in the slums of Coruscant. I can sleep through anything…" and with hardly another word she was deep in slumber, gently purring and snoozing as I sighed. I envied her…

But I walked downstairs to find Caradoc indeed watching grav-ball. I never saw the appeal myself, but it was something to do with him. He roared disappointedly, "Damn coach…" he grumbled, eyeing me for a moment as if realizing I was there. "Oh…" he sniffed and smirked, "…Show Nike a good time did you?"

"Really?" I asked rolling my eyes as the Coruscant crushers took on the Naboo Nightmares. "Just enjoy the game old man…" I noted with a smile as Razzok tackled a gungan into the wall. "Oh go! Go!!" I shouted with Caradoc as the crushers went on the offence. I grinned as he scored, "…I can't even remember the last time we watched a game…" I noted as Caradoc sighed.

"…Years. With your dad on this couch…" Caradoc replied fondly, patting the cushions. "Of course, he was a Ryloth Raider's man… that was your mother's fault." He noted, leaning back as he adjusted his 'kilt' and sipped from a tall glass.

I just shook my head, remembering that particular match. We needed to buy a new couch… Mama was pretty pissed. I watched him for a moment, "Sure you don't want to come with us to Spira?" I asked.

"I'm no good to you with bad legs… besides I've been meaning to check in on the family." He replied annoyed. "I hate leaving you alone in the lurch, but it won't be for long." I nodded slowly, he sniffed. "…I'm getting old Roland. Running around the galaxy at my age, I can only imagine the wife when I get back…" he shuddered.

"Well… I know Circe offered to give you a ride, but I'll do it." I said, "I miss the place too…" we sat back on the couch, casually watching the game. Hardly noticing the loud group of shoppers as they returned with all manner of things. And judging by the very daring swimsuit Seis bought I was in for a very interesting vacation…

"…I can't keep following you around forever Roland…" Caradoc said suddenly and I jumped, staring at him shocked, "…You're growing up. Finding a crew of your own… all tougher than you are."

"That's a bit much."

"I'm an OLD wookiee…" he nodded slowly. "I'm old for old wookiees…" he eyed me for a moment, but smiled. "Don't get me wrong I intend to bounce your kids on my knees one day… but…" he rubbed a spot gently where his leg was sliced open. "…Maybe I'd like to keep my legs to do that."

He was starting to scare me. "Caradoc… uncle Caradoc are you okay?"

"…I just have some thinking to do… it's fine." He said, grunting, "You'll do some hard thinking in your own time one day. Besides our families are linked forever. My kids and your great grandkids are going to be causing trouble throughout the galaxy…" he grinned again. "My money's on Mirai-Ken." He said.

"Seriously?!" I asked surprised but he laughed.

"Of course. She's wily…" he waved to said Mirialan as she hauled several freshly bought suitcases upstairs. "And Circe gave her blessing…"

"Why do I feel slightly effeminate?" I mumbled… but smiled as the entire crew joined us on the couch, even Circe and Urai as we watched the grav-ball games… I could get used to this again....

Sitting around with my family…

End of Chapter.