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"Careful there… it almost sounded like you were giving me the orders here." I whispered as he brought her up kneeling on her knees. My pace slowing down causing her to nearly whine in displeasure. However, the light threatening tone I had used got her both hot and bothered while at the same time warned her to my slight irritation. My Sith side did not like to ordered around in the bedroom, didn't matter who my partner was… I was in control period.

"No master, I all wanted was more. More of what you can only give me." She begged as she rolled her hip further onto my hardened cock. Trying to entice me into giving her what she wanted. I gave her some of that, but I stopped completely in my own motions and instead reached around and grabbed ahold of one of her perky breasts. The soft globe of flesh was slowly gripped in my hands eliciting a moan out from my apprentice. It wasn't what she really wanted but it was small gesture on my part that had her wanting even more. "Master is so cruel… teasing me like this." I smirked at her playful complaining, even though I knew she loved the feeling of my hand kneading her tit and my fingers rolling her hardened nipple between them.

"Oh… look at me and see if I truly am a cruel master as you say." I said as I returned to sliding in and out of her drench lower lips. Jaesa could barely contain herself at the sensation running through her body. But she held it together long enough to slightly turn her head to see me as I told her to do so. Her eyes shimmered for just a moment as I knew she was looking deep into my soul with her Force given power. To see what a person truly was.

"I see… a cruel man." She said with a knowing smirk that I would punish momentarily. "Cruel to those that defy and seek to harm his and his own. But a man kind and loving to those under him." She smiled softly as even if she was devoted to Sith that was currently fucking her, her soul loved the man under the Sith. He was everything she thought a true man should be, a perfect blend of Evil and Good. She knew that she could never reach the Balance that her master and Lord Revan achieved, but that didn't mean she couldn't admire it. "A man that is… F-f-fuck!" She screamed as she felt my other hand reach down and a small but growing nub and squeeze her erect clit. My pace began to increase rapidly and her head fell back onto my shoulder as I brought her closer and closer to her climax. "Please master I'm so close, p-please give it me!" She begged as she held my hands to her breasts and clit pushing them both to further the carnal euphoria the was getting closer and closer to sending her over the edge.

"You have to say it Jaesa, I'll never know what it is you want unless you tell me." As she said, I can be a cruel man.

"Cum in me! Please I need to feel your hot spunk filling me!" She screamed as rode my cock as hard as her body would let her. And with that I began jackhammering into her, her walls holding my member in a vice like grip trying to milk me for all I had. And once I felt her reach her limit I came, painting her inside white with my cum. "I'm fucking cumming!" Jaesa cried out in a passionate roar of pleasure as she felt my cum fill her womb. Both of us rode out the following orgasm before falling back onto their fur covered bed. "T-th-thank you master… nothing beats a good fucking after a day like today." Jaesa mumbled as she nuzzled into my chest, I could just feel the smile on her face at the feeling on my hand moving to her ass. While she loved dominating some poor loser that she would pick out of a bar, I knew she loved being the one being dominated when it was me doing it. My own possessive nature about her turned her on so much and I brought it out when in the bedroom. It turned her into a squirming little bitch that just wanted to be fucked stupid. "So what is the current scheme going on in that mind of yours?"

"What makes you think I have any scheme?" I joked as I enjoyed the fading high of our fucking. Along with the post sex cuddling, something that I knew Jaesa needed given her attachment complex she had with me. After having a life of people controlling her with lies and secrets, I was now her constant. I was now the thing in her life she could always turn to. And that had evolved into a fanatical devotion to me and a deep seeded love for me along with that.

"Because you always have a scheme brewing up there." She said as her head rested on my chest and her finger trailed along one of my many scars. I think the particular one was given to me by a Jedi… don't remember which one though. Eah… must not have been important if I didn't recall them. "So spill it." She asked looking up at me with the those big brown eyes of hers. Nothing but trust and devotion behind them. If I had been any other Sith then that would get her killed… then again given her power she would never look at anyone like that if they were capable of abusing her trust. We did not have the normal Sith Master and Apprentice dynamic. After all the normal way was a bunch of bullshit to begin with, yes it encouraged a Dark Side mentality among the Sith but at the cost of more Sith dying by each other's hand than the Jedi ever did.

"Hmm." I give the classical Littlefinger hmm, I was trademarking that by the way. It was way too cool for that little shit to have. "The Empire is dead… so are the Sith." I said looking forward in deep thought. Jaesa didn't move from her spot on my chest but she was looking at me with rapt attention. "Given what we can feel in the Force, too much time has passed by for the Empire to have lasted given how we left it. And I can feel the Light Side of the Force being far too strong for a real Sith presence to be left in the galaxy."

"Are you saying we're the last ones? Jaesa asked not being opposed to the idea. I smiled down at her knowing how she felt on this. She didn't particularly like the old Sith order too much either.

"Possibly." Not at all… but I couldn't tell her that. Working around my future knowledge with Jaesa was going to be tricky. But thankfully her semi-blind trust in me would help that. "But that doesn't matter in the end. Because I am taking the Sith Order we knew and throwing in a open grave."

"We're not going to be Sith anymore?" She asked clearly confused as I had introduced ourselves to our Westeros hosts as Sith. If I had been planning on becoming something else I would have introduced us as that.

"No, we are still Sith. But no longer will we beholden to backward thinking of the old doctrine." I said before shifting my body so that I would be able to get out of bed. Jaesa whined at the feeling of me only now leaving her body, the sudden feeling of emptiness in her displeasing. I chuckled at her small whimpers of my leaving her as I stood up naked in our guest room. Jaesa had been given one as well but it would be going unused. "I will be making a new Sith Order, one that follows the teachings of Balance that Master Revan laid before us. No longer with the Sith and Jedi squabble amongst themselves in an eternal pendulum of swinging between the Light and Dark. Each side growing stronger with each swing to combat the other, it will only end in one side becoming so strong that they finally destroy the galaxy." I said as I took one of the forks on the small dining table and piercing a small cooked potato. We had begun our sexual stress relief after being given our meals by the Stark servants. It looked a little cold but I wasn't really needing anything more than something to fill me up.

"An entire new Order created by you, that's going to be a lot of work." Jaesa mused aloud as took the time to lean back against the headboard of our bed. In her deeper thoughts about this topic of discussion she unconsciously began circling her fingers over her stomach. I hid the small glare I had at the gesture, I knew were that was coming from. I wasn't planning on letting those desires be fulfilled any time soon. Given that I needed Jaesa in several rolls that a pregnancy would keep from filling, plus with my plans being what they were I knew an arranged marriage to some noble lady would be in my future. Having a bastard with my apprentice would not help in anyway to my plans. Those my logical and objective reasons, personally… I had none. Other than I didn't think Jaesa would make the best mother even if she might blind herself to that fact. Thankfully another lesser known Force skill learned on Korriban was Force Birth Control, this actually taught by the instructors. They were training Sith and didn't need their acolytes getting knocked up on them.

"I plan to build from the ground up. I'll be taken most of the bulk of teachings from both the Jedi and Sith. Just putting a good old fashion Revan spin on them." I chuckled a bit before turning a little more serious. "The deeper philosophies I'll have to meditate on. In an area touched by the Dark Side, the Light Side and somewhere Balanced in both." I explained as I sat back in the chair next to the dining table.

"I felt two of those here in this castle you find so interesting." I raised an eyebrow as I chewed the provided venison, cooked a bit on the well done side but still good.

"What do you mean?"

"Come on Master what is about these primitives that you find so exciting? Ever since we arrived you've had this thing about you. Like everything you see is the greatest thing in the world." She asked as she hopped off the bed, careful to keep her legs closed so not to leak any of her master's cum. She knew that he fired blanks, but she enjoyed the feeling of having him inside her like this. Just feeling it moving around in her womb and insides made her hot with need to feel more of it.

"Because this world is the perfect place to rebuild the Empire." I said as Jaesa looked at me with a slightly confused pout on her face. That combined with the growing blush over her face and body telling me she was feeling ready to go again just looked so cute and sexy all at the same time. "We will need to fix our ship and get in contact with the wider galaxy sure, but Feudal Worlds such as this tend to breed some of the most fascinating people." I continued as Jaesa slowly walked closer to me. "This world will be the first of many, the first that I will conquer in the name of the Reborn Empire of the Sith. With me as it's Emperor." I said already picturing my plans for what my Empire would be, so many ideas that only a nerd and Sith such as myself could come up with. I could feel the two souls and pasts fusing into one as my mind saw a glimpse into the future, with me standing far above my subjects all cheering for my glory. Egotistical bastard that I was, I enjoyed the sight greatly.

"And I believe you can do it master." I blinked as I felt Jaesa's soft hand caress my face. I looked deep in her brown eyes, only a twinge of red and yellow could be seen in them. "I've known since the day you freed me from the Jedi that you were meant to rule above all. That you were different than the many others I had seen before. I just want to be there by your side when you achieve what no other man has done." Her eyes were pleading, fearing that at some point down that line I would abandon her. All of that vanished once she felt my lips on hers. She was at first a little shocked but then closed her eyes in bliss at the kiss, wrapping her arms my neck as deepened the kiss. In all of our time together, even during sex I had only ever kissed Jaesa twice. It was an action something that my Sith self-found to deeply meaningful and to only be used sparingly. While romantic, I found the idea a bit restrictive, but I would exercise a small bit of respect for my past self's wishes and keep to the idea loosely.

"Jaesa, you are my apprentice, my fuck toy… and my most trusted confidant. You will always be at my side whether that is in the shadows or in the light."

Turns out that as a Sith I need very little sleep. Just a few short hours of meditation and I was ready for the day. This left a good deal of time during the night to one of my favorite past times, fucking my dear little apprentice into an unconscious drooling mess with a fucked stupid grin on her face. And that was where I had left Jaesa, it was the morning and I had a standing invitation to abuse.

I walked through the halls of Winterfell, every now and then passing by a guard or two. Some recognized me, they nodded or just stood at their posts. Word must had been spreading around the castle that I was an honored guest. Though not fast enough because on one occasion I had a guard stop me and demand just who I was. I waved him off with a bit of Force Persuasion, we were alone and I sensed no one watching us so the little use of mind magics was fine. I had better things to do than answer some uninformed guard's question.

"My what a lovely scene this is before my eyes." I said as I entered the great hall to those better things. Namely the Stark family, minus one Brandon as I assumed he was still in his room punished. Rickard and Lyarra Stark both were slightly surprised by my sudden arrival, though neither I sensed were unwelcoming to my presence. The former mostly out of a warming acceptance to my presence in his hold while the latter was eager to gain more insight into me.

"Rhyhall, I was not expecting you to take my offer of a meal with my family like this." Rickard said with a small Stark chuckle that was both minimal as it was telling. I stood before them and with a bit of gentle Force pushing I moved Eddard and Lyanna aside to make room so I could sit between them. To their added amazement to the show of what they likely saw as magic, I moved their plates along with them without so much a spilling a single morsel. Damn I'm good, though Master Baras would frown at using the Force for party tricks like this.

"Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, that is a universal truth to all humans." I quipped as I floated a plate for myself and began filling it up with the provided food that had been set before the ruling family. I always enjoyed this style of eating, setting out the food and letting people take what they will. "And yesterday I had a unruly and pent up apprentice to deal with… I don't think your men would like how she takes out her frustration." I said before giving a face of sudden contemplation. "Well… that's not entirely true. They would enjoy it… but that enjoyment would be short lived." Both of the elder Starks were a little shocked to hear this but thankfully the subject was quickly changed by Lyanna.

"So is it true where you come from girls can fight too?" The Stark daughter asked with a look of hope and rebellious dreams hidden behind her eyes. And I could sense the wild she-wolf that she would grow into already developing in her. Only seven years old and she was already like this. At least I think she's seven, nine years from Robert's Rebellion, Ice and Fire Timeline… yup.

"In the Empire it was a matter if you could be a good soldier, how well you marched your orders and swung your sword. We took a pragmatic look on who fought in our wars." I said drawing everyone's attention, from the Starks to the Maester waiting nearby they were all invested in hearing what I had to say. "Gender roles in the Empire were put aside in favor of talent and ability." What I didn't say was that everyone was too busy plotting and scheming in the upper echelons of Imperial society to give a damn about things like what you had between your legs. If anything that was seen as framework on how to implement said plots and schemes. In the military and Sith Order it was a non-issue entirely.

"And the women were able to keep up with the men?" I looked to the Maester and wasn't surprised given he was from the south.

"Superbly." I said simply, happy with that vague answer I continued to eat while Walys just looked at me with a small frown. I wasn't about to indulge in their every question right off the bat. Besides… I knew their fates. "I for one am looking however more to the future, I'll be sure to document Imperial customs and life at some point but for now I wish to learn more about the lands that currently host me."

"Walys should be able to help you with that, we might have a modest library here in Winterfell but our Maester is quite the learned man." Rickard said and Walys gave a strained smile at his lord's compliment. I however felt much the same way, as much as I wanted to spend time trolling the poor Maester, I had better things to do with my time. Glancing over to Lyarra, I knew that I could play this very well.

"If at all possible I'd like to learn a bit about the North first, and who better than someone that has lived here all their life." I said looking at Lyarra, I felt her suspicion about me change tone and spike and I could already feel Rickard mood change to. He did not like the ideas he thought I had toward his wife. I didn't have them yet… I need more information first. It was clear that there wasn't a perfect marriage here, and that opened a door for me should it prove worthwhile. I respected Rickard and wasn't going to take his wife unless certain requirements were met. "My vassal Quinn would do better with the Maester. They could swap information about homelands and such. Quinn could then give me what he felt is needed in a report to me later."

"And for yourself?" Rickard asked with a slight warning in his tone.

"Obviously I could not take up your precious time Lord Stark." I said adding a little emphases on his title reminding him that he did have duties to his people. "Is there anyone in this keep beyond the Maester that is intelligent enough to help me learn about these lands of yours." I love wording people into a corner. If he did not suggest his wife than he would be saying she was not intelligent enough. And I could already tell that there was a bit of a frosty relationship between the two. One that Rickard clearly wanted to improve but was hitting a stonewall. Insulting his wife would do him no favors.

"Rickard, I can handle this." Lyarra said making sure to put a definitive fine point to her words. Both toward her husband and the dismissive tone she had toward her task. Which seemed to help Rickard take comfort that I would not be stealing his wife anytime soon. The poor fool… as if it was that easy to brush me off.

Jaesa was walking through the halls of Winterfell, a small frown on her face. She had awoken from her sex coma very pleased with the lingering essence of her master both in and on her. But that soon vanished as she knew she would have to clean herself and make herself presentable. That was when she discovered how much she hated this primitive world and its savage means of bathing. Growing up on Alderaan she always loved one of the planet's few traditions that she agreed with, and that was the art of bathing.

Alderaan was known for its nobility and sophisticated culture. That is what is was known throughout the galaxy as a place of luxury and peaceful prospects. She hated it with a passion now. But one thing that retained in her was a appreciation of her homeworld's beloved great bathhouses. It was one thing she asked of her master when he had built all three his homes. She had asked for him to spend a little extra on making whole wings of his homes devoted to bathing. He relented on two of his homes, those being on Dromund Kaas, and his own world of Anoat, while the one on Nar Shaddaa he refused. He knew that she hated the sonic showers that were used on space ships and allowed her to have some little piece of comfort in his homes.

But here, she had to use a single large tub of water. And she knew that this was a small luxury in lands like the North. She wanted to head to warmer climates and wealthier cites for sole reason of a possibility of a bathhouse that actually had some idea of what they were doing. She barely was able to soak her body before the temperature dropped to lukewarm. So now she was grumpy at the horrible morning she was having despite having been thoroughly fucked by her master. Ironically the sliver lining of the poor bathing situation was that she still smelled of sex and her master's seed. That was helping, but now she wanted to find something to hurt to bring back her jovial mood before finding her master.

She walked down the halls and soon came out to open yard of Winterfell. There she found Pierce training with several of the Stark men. She hung back in the arch of the doorway while she watched them trade blows with training swords. She knew that it was standard imperial swordplay, very basic stuff that was taught to the rank and file if they ever were given Vibro-swords. It rarely happened but the Empire wanted all their soldiers to have some idea how to wield a bladed weapon. None of them became Sith level good at it but Peirce was proving they were decent against those that had only known the sword and shield.

"Tsk… Peirce is already having all the fun." Jaesa grumbled to herself as she pushed off the wall that she had been leaning against. But just as she was about to walk out and see if she get a little fun in herself, she found herself being pulled back into the shadows by several meaty hands. She had a bored expression on her face as she was slammed to the wall and was surrounded by several of the Winterfell guards that all had angry leers on their faces.

"Well look what we have here lads… a foreigner whore that doesn't seem to get her place." The lead would be rapist sneered as two of his cohorts held Jaesa to the wall. All of them had heard, not seen, her training fight with her master yesterday. They scoffed at the idea of a woman fighting and got it in their minds to teach her where women belonged. In the North it was only considered strange and rare for women to fight were as in the South it was unthinkable. But just because that was the case it did not mean that everyone in the North accepted the idea of females with swords in hand.

"Looks pretty though." The scum on Jaesa's left said perversely chuckled as his eyes roamed over her Sith Robes. Robes that hugged certain places that drove these men into lustful fury.

"She won't look too pretty when we're done with her." The man on Jaesa's right said darkly as his hand reached out to grab onto her breast. But his hand never came as it was quickly lobbed off. It took a moment before anyone really realized what had happened. But soon enough the hall was filled with the man's screams, and those howls of pain stayed in the hall. The sounds of suffering that soon came from all of them never reached the men training in the yard or the chamber maids in the rooms further in the keep.

"I personally think I look even prettier covered in blood." Jaesa giggled as she licked a bit of blood off her fingers. She then looked around and saw that she might have been a bit messy with her new playthings. With a wave of her hand she picked up their corpses and floated them to a room that had a window. She cut the bodies up into smaller pieces and threw them out the window with a Force Push sending them far out into the fields that surrounded Winterfell. "Agh… this sucks, cleaning up after myself."

"Now I hope you appreciate the lowly grunts that had to do it for you." Jaesa lazily looked back to see Peirce standing in the doorway to the room she had found. "There's still quite a bit of blood staining those walls."

"I'll boil it all away with my lightsaber." She shrugged as the Imperial soldier sighed as he knew he could count on Jaesa to not give much thought to her actions. The only time she ever did so was if it concerned her Master's plans. Then she showed her real keen mind and brilliance. But outside of that she was carefree and diabolical. "Weren't you fighting with those savages?" She said as she hopped onto a small bed that was in the room.

"Hey, they might be from a Feudal World but they are not savages." Pierce warned but he knew that she likely wouldn't listen. Despite all her complaining and claims on the matter, she still was a noble girl from Alderaan. "And yes but I stopped once I began smelling blood, be happy that the rest of Stark's men thought it was from the butcher's block. But I've followed you and your master to known human death by its smell."

"Don't even suggest that you don't love it too. The thrill of killing… besides they were going to touch me. With their savage hands… all dirty and unworthy. At least Imperial men knew how to please a woman, knew how to get her going before manhandling them." She said causally and Pierce couldn't help but sigh some more. If what she said was true than those men had it coming. And boy was he going to have to spread it around Stark's men that Jaesa was a dangerous woman to target.

"You'll tell Lord Rhyhall about this right?" Pierce said and Jaesa hummed a confirmation. He hoped that this incident wouldn't spin out of control as did many of the things Jaesa ended up doing.

Author's Notes

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Reads too much - Eey it's you. And... I wasn't going for that comparison but I am honored to be compared to Ainz-sama. And ye of little faith! Who said I won't be doing that but in the style of a Sith Lord!

rmarcano321 - I could spend days ranting about how shitty the Rule of Two is.

Notsae - Naraiz currently has already achieved Balance within the Force just like Revan did. He still leans toward the Dark in a very shallow way though. There won't be any specific powers pertaining to the Balance of the Force but it does allow a Force user access to both sides of the Force without risk... or at least not too much risk. That being said, the only ability benefit that Balance gets you is a stupid amount of power in the Force that let's you do shit that normal one side users could never do. The power of the Dark Side but the control of the Light Side.

luccajorge21 - I fixed it, thanks for pointing that out

BON6379 - yes... yes there will be