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The Doctor is...In?	By : lefemmerouge Category: Comics > Misc - FemmeSlash > Misc - FemmeSlash Views: 66 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Sabine, Ahsoka, Chelli, and That One Day on Lothal
- 1
Sabine had almost gotten used to living in the Nolti village, although she felt guilty for bringing back Thrawn. Ahsoka was a bit antsy. That droid, Huyang, was still with them for some reason. Out of nowhere, a greyish-colored ship descended from the sky. Its two huge thrusters emitted a reddish glow. Sabine and Ahsoka looked up in amazement. How could have anyone know about the planet of Peridea? Wasn’t it in an entirely different galaxy? None of them would be prepared for who was to descend next. It would catch them both by surprise, but especially Sabine, who had been shaken by recent events.
As the landing ramp descended, a voice hollered out. Somehow it sounded familiar to Sabine, but she couldn't place it. She saw her. A woman with flowing brown hair, piercing brown eyes, and sexy (but practical) outfit stood there. She had on a red jacket, a white blouse, brown pants with a buckle, a holster for a blaster, and goggles on her head, like a pilot. Sabine knew exactly who it was. It couldn't be anyone but her.
"Hey, so your chancellor told me to pick you both up here...I don't care for your republic, rebellion, or whatever the fuck it's called...but I got paid handsomely for this, so there's that." Simply put, this woman only cared about getting paid and her own self-interest. She had seen the Empire as a form of stability, even though she had no intention of following its rules.
Sabine yelled out, "Chelli Joystick, is that you?" Ahsoka was confused. Sabine knew this woman? How? She never remembered Sabine ever mentioning her. Something seemed off. She was about to learn why.
The woman laughed wholeheartedly. She shook her head. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. She teased the other woman, declaring "Ha. I haven't used that name for years! You must be that woman from...Lothal."
Sabine nodded. It all came back to her: she was the person who had a wild time with, all those years ago. Back then, she had gone to a popular bar in the heart of Lothal right after Ezra had died, as she thought at the time. It was one year before the epic Battle of Yavin. The bar was where she had met her. She didn't want to use her real name, knowing she had notoriety as a rebel, and called herself "Ezra Wiger." A terrible name, obviously, but she was awful at coming up with these silly fake names.
Before she could remember any more, Ahsoka tried to break the ice, cutting into Sabine's remembrances. "I don't know if we've met. I'm Ahsoka Tano, and you are?"
The woman laughed. She didn't know who she was? How naive was she? Had she been living under a damn rock her entire life? Come on, now!
"How do you not know me! Seriously! Anyway, I'm the illustrious Doctor Aphra, but you can call me Aphra or Doctor, whatever suits your fancy." She loved boasting about herself.
"And this is Sabine Wren," Ahsoka said, pointing to the woman beside her, who almost wanted to hide. Her face was getting flushed. She was so embarrassed. Why had this woman come back! Why was she the one to rescue them? What was Mon Mothma thinking? The next time she saw Mon, she'd have to give her a piece of her mind.
Aphra laughed again. She had heard stories about Sabine over all the years. She had met Hera Syndulla so many times. During their multiple encounters she'd often mentioned Sabine, but she'd never seen her in person, except for that one time. She couldn't believe her luck.
"WHOA. You mean to tell me that I banged the legendary Sabine Wren on Lothal? The woman who told me she was named 'Ezra Wiger'? Man, that was such a wild time! I remember it like it was yesterday. To have her in front of me this very instant! Hot damn!"
This revelation surprised Ahsoka most of all. Sabine had one-night stand with a girl? Why had she never talked about it? She knew that Sabine and Ezra had become almost an item. In fact, she had doomed the galaxy just so she could come to this planet and save Ezra. Through all the time she'd been with her, Aphra never came up. She wondered why. She guessed that Sabine was nervous, but that still didn't explain everything.
Aphra motioned them onto the ship. She called it the Magna Sana, after her two girlfriends, Magna Tolvan and Sana Starros. They'd stuck with her in her continued life of crime. They had been tired from the journey, so they were sleeping in the ship's quarters. As such, she was the only one who greeted them. "We can talk all about that hot time me and Sabine had to together, once we leave this damn planet."
Huyang decided to stay behind. They wished him well. The ship blasted off, leaving Peridea in the dust. A new journey had begun. Aphra's remembrances started almost immediately. The Magna Sana started traveling through the plains of hyperspace, en route to their next destination.
The night was young. Let the Good Times Roll nightclub, in Lothal's capital city, was hopping. People were overjoyed by the victory over the Empire in the battle of Lothal. They were happy to be free from the Empire's shackles. It was a great day.
However, one person felt different. She was moping and sobbing: Sabine. She was inconsolable. She was drinking a special kind of alcohol. It did more than cause temporary intoxication or have unpleasant physical effects after. It made you plead for companionship. It also impaired your judgment, leading to unsteady footing, sleepiness, and it caused you to stagger. People's tolerance for alcohol differed. It could even leave a certain "burning impression" on the body. That was certainly the case for her.
It was also the case for another woman who happened to walk into the bar that night. She wore a flashy, but practical outfit. It was complete with a leather belt holding a blaster, a brown leather flight cap with goggles atop, and a red short-sleeved jacket. The latter covered her white short-sleeved shirt. She walked into the bar with swagger in her step. She could see Sabine downing the drink with one gulp. As Sabine was about to drink another one, her arm, covered with electro-tattoos, stopped it from reaching her.
"Put it on my tab," she said. The bartender grumbled. He had seen her before. And he knew she didn't pay what she owed. Even so, he knew she was there a lot, so he didn't care if she got into debt. She'd just have to deal with the Hutts or something. It wasn't his problem.
She downed the drink with one gulp. She had much better tolerance than anyone else. While others did not, she understood consent very well. She knew that drinking alcohol impacted communication. It led to "tunnel vision," increased aggressiveness, and making people willfully disregard messages. Checking in regularly about another person's wants was key when both people were drunk, including if they wanted to have sex.
She guessed this woman did not want to have sex, but only wanted companionship that night, like cuddling. That was her thinking, at the time. She still wanted to hook up with her, somehow, no matter what. Her desires were taking over her mind. That was okay.
"So, Miss...I'm...uh...Chelli Joystick." She had completely fabricated the last name. She definitely did not want to reveal her real last name. She could see that the other woman's jacket had the symbol of the Rebel Alliance. She hated those goody-too-shoe rebels. Ugh!
Sabine looked her way. She was a little woozy and out of it, barely keeping herself upright as she leaned against the bar's counter. Her multicolored hair, a beautiful mix of green, red, and purple, was matted, some in front of her eyes. "I'm uh...Ezra Wiger, the best rebel this galaxy has ever known...my best friend...who I liked...died in that battle today."
That was a lot for Chelli to take in. She wanted to at least comfort her from that night. Maybe they might even get into a relationship or something, one day. She never thought that far ahead though. She normally just took it one day at a time. That's just how she was.
"Let's go back to your place." Sabine nodded. She was with it enough to understand what Chelli was saying. They got on a speeder and went toward an imposing tower on the edge of the city. Chelli stayed with her through the night. She might have left, but she decided to stay, for one reason or another. Maybe it was the Mandalorian armor or maybe she desired companionship too. It was hard to know what the exact reason was.
Nothing else happened between them that night, apart from the fact that they slept relatively close to one another. But they weren't in the same bed or anything. The next morning came quickly. Sabine looked over, as she yawned. She was surprised, seeing something she hadn't expected. Who was this other woman in her room?
"Hey! Who are you?" she demanded. Aphra groaned, her brown hair draped over the pillow, clearly still resting. She opened her right eye and saw this multicolored beauty in front of her. She panicked for a bit. She hadn't left? Oh no. This could be bad. She then remembered the previous night. She didn't have anything better to do, so why not stay.
"I'm uh...Chelli...Joystick!" She inadvertently used the false name again, this time by accident. Before Sabine could say anything more, she added, "and you are Ezra Widger, right?" She didn't believe for a second that was a real name, but her name was partly made up too, so what did it matter? Sabine nodded, going with the flow.
"You were sobbing and drinking last night...then muttering about your friend who died," Aphra said matter-of-factly.
Sabine looked at her worriedly. She didn't like to expose herself personally like this, especially not in a public setting. She was a defiant woman who fought the Empire through her creativity, tagging Imperial outposts, and even dyed her hair bright colors. Despite all of this, she could feel that Aphra made her safe, even though Aphra was anything but that. She was a walking and talking lesbian disaster zone. If you were pulled in, you wouldn't be able to escape. She didn’t know that. Even if she did, would it have mattered?
"Can we cuddle?" Sabine asked, speaking in a soft voice. Aphra was drawn in by this voice. She decided to take the Mandalorian up on her offer. As she thought to herself, what’s the harm? And if things don't go well and she had to leave, then she'd bail. That was always what she did if situations got dicey. This time would be no different. She always looked out for herself above anything else.
"Sure," Aphra said, as she laid down on the bed next to Sabine, who held her close. She could hear her heart beating quickly, as they held each other in a warm embrace. Maybe she could get used to this. After all, Sabine wasn't being aggressive when she pulled her in, wrapping her arms around her body. Instead, she was gentle.
As Sabine became more comfortable, she asked another question. She needed Aphra's acceptance (i.e. her consent) before proceeding. Her question surprised Aphra. She hadn't expected this from someone who was the definition of self-expression, someone who did all she could to buck authority, and someone who liked to taunt the Empire. Of course, she didn't know exactly who this woman was, as she didn't follow the news that closely. But, she knew that this woman was a rebel. And she wasn't always a big fan of rebels, for... personal reasons.
"Can I...uh...kiss you?" she nervously asked. Again, Aphra nodded. She felt cool toward this whole thing. Sabine kissed her on the cheek, then went further, kissing her electro-tattoo. It gave Aphra such a rush, as she looked around the room. She saw more examples of this rebel’s artistic pizzazz which mixed destruction and creativity, including on her own personal Mandalorian armor.
"You wanna keep going?" Aphra asked. Sabine nodded. She continued kissing down Aphra's tattoo, giving her yet another rush. Sabine was feeling pleasure rush down her body in so many ways. She started to moan a little bit. She was clearly turned on. Perhaps she wanted to leave her personal touch on this woman. It was a touch that she added to everything, from Imperial Tie Fighters to her own amazing hair.
What Sabine did next surprised Aphra, yet again. She thought that this strong and sassy rebel woman would stop and tell her to leave. She had every right to do so. She was ready for it to end. She expected she'd be told to walk out of there and never come back. That wasn't what was about to happen. Instead, something unexpected occurred. She was ready to embrace whatever occurred next.
"I'd like to go further. Do...you want that?" Aphra was glad to hear this. She had thought that Sabine would just stop this all. While she didn’t want to admit it, she didn’t want Sabine to kick her out because she was becoming a little wet. How could she say that to a woman she just met, someone with a distinct flair and style about her? She couldn't.
"YES!" she declared triumphantly. Sabine took off her outer shirt, which she had worn while sleeping, revealing a cotton undershirt underneath. She helped take off Aphra's outer jacket, leaving her only with a white short-sleeved shirt. Aphra then added, "if we are going to do this, the cap stays on." Sabine looked at her strangely. Why was that cap that important?
"Are you sure, Chelli? I won't be able to touch your brown hair with my hands if you leave the cap on..." Chelli shook her head. Sabine took that to mean that the cap would remain on her head. She was okay with that. Everyone expressed themselves in different ways.
Chelli proceeded to take off her shirt. It revealed her naked chest. Her folds, mounds, creases, and everything else shone from the light filtering into the bedroom. Its brownish tint glistened. Sabine began kissing, starting at her bellybutton and up to her bosom. She was often guarded and strong, using snark, wit, and sarcasm at every opportunity she could. This time, she was showing her vulnerabilities and being open. She was ready, but was Chelli?
She began to moan in ecstasy. It was more than anything she had experienced from any other woman. Maybe Sabine was the woman...for her...after all. Maybe she had found her match. Or maybe this was just a lucky time. She wanted, no, she needed to go further than this. She couldn't let it end. It had to go on.
"You can touch them...you can touch... my breasts," Chelli said, clearly embarrassed. Sabine would do so much more than that. She wanted to do everything she could to make Chelli feel good. She proceeded to put one hand on each breast and rubbed her face between each of them. Chelli was losing her mind. She desired, no hungered, for more.
As she continued to moan, Sabine had one more thing to ask her. She had wanted to do this for so many years, to make another woman feel good. She had never gone this far with Ezra, even though she clearly had feelings for him. She had never expressed her feelings directly. So, they had never kissed or anything like that. She had a crush, but she wasn't entirely sure whether he returned her feelings or not.
"Can I take off your pants?" she added. Chelli nodded once again, then said "yes. I’d like that." She unbuckled her brown leather belt. It was two-inches wide and had an arrow-pointed silver buckle. She did the same with her other one, which overlapped it. This plain brown leather belt included her holster. It was two-inches wide and had a circular silver buckle. Both fell to the floor. She was ready. This strong woman, on the same bed as her, was showing her what it meant to give in. She didn't mind that.
Her pants were thrown off onto the floor. She was completely exposed, her entire body glowing. Sabine could see Chelli's cunt, surrounded by thick mess of brown hair. It looked to be untamed, emblematic of her personality. She put her finger through it all, and around the edge, then moved around her pussy and toward her slit. Chelli could barely hold herself back. She tried the best she could. She didn't want to give in.
Her attempt was a failure. A major failure. She felt an unbearable feeling inside her. Sabine wouldn't stop there. She touched Chelli's clit with her fingertip. Her sticky love juices began squirting out, first in a dribble. This changed when Sabine took out her finger. She began to move her head down to the same spot. She wanted to suck it dry, to get her tongue inside of her. If she did that, it could undo Chelli, in more ways than one.
Before she did anything more, she asked Chelli, wanting to get her full and enthusiastic consent. "Can I suck it and finish the job?" Chelli again, in a state of ecstasy, wanted this all to continue. She did not want it to stop. She needed it go on, as her breathing became even heavier.
"YES, please. Make me yours," Chelli said, again almost embarrassed. She had never been pleasured this much, and this quickly. Sabine understood what she meant. She lowered her head to the right angle. She began licking. Chelli couldn't help herself. She couldn’t hold it in anymore. She had to release.
Her cum gushed out and hard. Chelli had been thoroughly pleasured by this rebel, someone she had just met the other night. If anyone had been standing near the tower, they would have heard her loud moans. Luckily, they were isolated there, so no one did. That was good for both of them. If anyone had heard them, they both would have been incredibly embarrassed, but especially Sabine, who was seen as a "hero."
Chelli had to return the favor. She somehow collected herself after that intense experience, while she kept panting. Trying to catch her breath, she chuckled. "It's time to make you mine. You can't have all the fun.” Sabine was caught a little off guard by this, but she went with it. She nodded, then said, "you are right, Chelli...I would like for you to do the same thing I did...please...I need it.” She understood perfectly.
In record time, she took off Sabine's clothes, throwing them onto the ground. Her naked body was as exposed as her own. Her bare skin was soft, and it shined brightly from the sunlight entering the tower window. She couldn't pull back her irresistible impulse to touch her.
She could tell that Sabine had gotten a little wet from earlier, although not as much as she had, from her hard orgasm. All of this was unsurprising. She boldly declared, "I will make you feel more pleasure than you have ever felt before." Chelli would deliver on that. She wasn’t a person who broke her word, at least not for something like this.
She placed two of fingers inside of Sabine's pussy, causing warm, white jizz to spurt out. Without warning, she withdrew her fingers rapidly, putting Sabine on edge. A tremor went through her, causing warmth to roll through her. This felt so good. She couldn't think about anything else. That was okay.
She began sucking the pussy with all her might, her tongue going into the open slit. Sabine felt like she was losing herself. She had never felt so good in her life. What was this? She was overjoyed.
Chelli suddenly stopped. "I won't let you orgasm unless I tell you too. You have to hold it in." She wanted to assert dominance in this situation, more forcefully than what Sabine had done. She wouldn't be the submissive one anymore. She wanted to turn this around.
Sabine attempted to maintain her composure. She continued moaning as her lewd wet noises filled the room. Chelli's actions were overwhelming her. She pleaded with her to let her release as she could feel the orgasm looming over her. She could barely hold it in, while her legs continued to shake. Her voice was whiny. "Please let me cum. I need this."
Speaking softly, Chelli whispered in her ear. She wanted to ensure that Sabine would do what she desired. "You are so desperate. So much for a rebel," she teased. Sabine became even more embarrassed. How could she debase herself this way? Was she falling for Chelli? Maybe so, because Chelli looked insanely hot right now.
Sabine was shame-faced. She asked once more. “Please let me cum.” Chelli nodded. She permitted it. "You can cum now." Sabine's love juices suddenly gushed out of her kitten's ear like a roaring stream. They were everywhere across her skin and Chelli's naked body. Her thighs continued to tremble. This didn't surprise Chelli. She guessed this was probably the first time a woman had ever done a bit of rumpy-bumpy with her, in her entire life. Her guess was completely right. This was the first time she had ever been this intimate with anyone. Chelli would make it memorable. She would ensure that Sabine remembered it forever, even if she wanted to forget.
“Oh, you are a bad girl,” Chelli teased. She added, almost mischievously, "I'll have to punish you for that." She put two of her fingers inside Sabine’s pussy. She moved her head up to the rebel's breasts, which she began sucking, while pulling her closer. She couldn’t fight this pleasure. She began folding like a deck of cards. While Chelli had been close to being undone, Sabine was instead. She had given in.
Sabine couldn't help herself as the sensations washed over her. Cum dripped out of her tits, soon covering Chelli's face, as she rubbed against the exposed boobs. For Chelli, breasts were one of her favorite things in the world. She couldn't stop herself from touching them. She loved women who were callimastians. Sabine undoubtedly fell into that category.
She ran her fingertips around Sabine's slit. She stroked it, as her cunt continued to pulse from all the excitement. She had never been so turned on before. "You are one easy woman to please," Chelli remarked, cheekily. Sabine wanted to believe that she was wrong. She wanted to believe she was a strong woman. After all, she was a rebel who had survived countless battles and nearly survived being killed. She was a strong woman.
As their intimate time together continued, she was becoming overwhelmed by the immense pleasure that Chelli gave her. She liked seeing herself as the dominant one. Even so, there was something comforting from being the one who submitted, especially in a situation like this. Chelli wasn’t wrong. She was someone who wanted to be loved. And in this moment, she strongly felt that more than anything.
She remarked, almost meekly, "More, please, Chelli." She almost regretted those words coming out of her mouth. On the other hand, she accepted her utterances. Her voice was filled with desire. She was clearly aroused. Her response from her lower body and everywhere else made that clear. Minute by minute she felt like she was falling under Chelli's spell, even though no magic had been cast.
Chelli was more than happy to oblige. She continued to move her fingers gently, then rapidly, through Sabine's cunt. She was totally hers now. She couldn't get Chelli out of her mind. Sabine continued to happily moan, especially when Chelli gently sucked on her hard and throbbing clit. If she had been wearing pants, they would have been thoroughly soaked by her love juices.
She teased Sabine in her typical fashion. "Look at you...I can't imagine a rebel stooping so low...wow." She was surprised at this display. She hadn't expected this from someone like her. Weren’t rebels headstrong? That was the case with her ex, Sana. So why wouldn't that be the case with this rebel as well? The specifics didn't matter. She wanted to keep going and claim Sabine as her prize-of-sorts.
Sabine couldn't believe herself either. How had she fallen under Chelli’s charm? No, she had done this all of her free will, of her free desire. She wanted this. She needed this. She couldn't deny that Chelli had brought her pleasure beyond anything she had ever experienced in her life. She didn't want it to end and for good reason.
“You just make me feel so good...I feel so...” she began. She soon began moaning again. She was beginning to unravel as the minutes past and was falling into Chelli’s clutches. She was becoming sensitive all over her body, as cum continued streaming down her leg. She couldn't believe how she felt. Her legs were turning into jelly and she was losing herself in the process. There was a mixture of lust and satisfaction in the bedroom from both women. Her eyes were glazed over with desire from all the sensations she was experiencing.
Chelli had begun sucking her tits hard. Sabine couldn't contain herself. Her shouts of pleasure filled the room as she climaxed. She had orgasmed yet again and was panting, her breathing hard and heavy. Chelli could tell how much the rebel was enjoying herself. She had to admit she felt the same way. She wanted to go further.
At that moment, she looked down and saw her two brown leather belts, which sat on the ground. One was a simple belt and the other had leather attachment with a holster. She had something in mind. She wanted to make sure Sabine was okay with it, before she started using them. That was the only way. "Can I use my belts?...is that okay?" she asked. Sabine nodded. "Yes, Chelli, that’s fine. I trust you." She started to say that she shouldn’t trust her. She stopped herself. In that moment, she didn’t want to say anything like that.
She could have used the belts to tie up Sabine's hands, tightly binding together her wrists, or used it as a restraint. She didn't do either thing with these belts. She wanted the rebel's hands to be free. Nor did she want to spark her with these well-worn belts. Rather, she wanted to use one of them, first, as a sort of collar. This would have been easy for regular leather belts, but Chelli's belts were different in the way they were configured. She put her one silver-studded belt around rebel's neck and firmly affixed it. She placed the other belt, which was held together with a single silver circular buckle, around the rebel's waist, like she wore it. She had other belts that she wore, but this one was one of her favorites. She wore it all the time.
As she wrapped each belt around different parts of Sabine's naked body, she pulled on the belt around this rebel's exposed neck, drawing her closer. These thick leather belts had started to make impressions on the rebel's skin. These areas would become bruised areas if the belts were on her body for too long. In her typical fashion, she began teasing her. "You look so wonderful with these belts around you...You are clearly all mine." Sabine didn't know what to say to her. What could she say? She looked up at Chelli adoringly. She had been taken with her.
Chelli proceeded to take it a step further. She held a remaining part of the belt around Sabine's waist, a thin leather part, only about an inch wide. It was a section she usually wrapped around her leg to support her holster which held her blaster. It was unclasped. She placed that part, and its two thin leather straps, inside of the rebel's folds, and moved it around. The rough nature of this leather surface was a lot for her to take, but she bared with it. For some reason, it felt extremely pleasurable. Her juices began to leak across the belt's surface, pleasing Chelli.
“This is so good, mwwhh!” Sabine said, as she began to moan. More love juices came out of her pussy and ran down her legs. It only added to her sticky white liquids of desire, from her previous orgasms that morning, already covering her legs. The thin leather section soon became slick from her cum. She whined, feeling even more intense pleasure.
As Chelli kept pumping the two thin leather straps into the rebel's pussy, she suddenly released. The orgasm hit her hard. She spilled her load onto the sheets and her body tensed. She couldn't believe she had done this. She cried out. "Chelli, I feel so good...keep on doing this...you are wonderful."
This gave Chelli such a high that she rubbed herself to a climax. Her lovable nectar soon sprayed across Sabine's body and the room itself. They both laid there together, heavily breathing, with a faint sweet smell filling the air. This was something she'd never forget. She would remember their time together for years to come.
Back in the present, Sabine had her head in her hands after Chelli told this story in excruciating detail. She basically boasted about her conquest, or domination as you could call, of this proud rebel. Ahsoka didn't care much about the story at first. Something about the way that the good doctor told it made her want to keep listening. She couldn't believe that Sabine had done this.
Sabine was completely shamefaced by Chelli's recollections. At that moment, Magna and Sana came out of the bedroom. They were planning to travel to Coruscant. Chelli hadn't been there for a long time, since she'd met an Imperial agent in some back alley. Thanks to the secret hyperjets she had installed on the Magna Sana, the ship was able to traverse hyperspace without a problem.
"Are we almost there, Chelli?” Sana said, while yawning and stretching her arms. Chelli shook her head. Ahsoka jumped in, deciding to give them an update. "Oh, your girlfriend was just telling us how she shagged my friend over here." She pointed to Sabine, who continued to hide her face in her hands. This woke up Sana who cackled loudly. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Chelli and that proud rebel?
"Well, I’m not surprised," Sana began. Magna joined in. “Once you've boarded the Aphra train, there's no turning back. You have to keep doing, no matter the disasters." Chelli came hugged them both. “Oh, I love you both so much." In order to explain herself, if there needed to be explanation, she added, "what I did with Sabine was a long time ago." This made Sana and Magna feel a little better. They worried that she might still have feelings for the former rebel, even though they had their own issues with rebels in the past. At that point, an unexpected person spoke up.
"Chelli was right. It was a while ago...it was a mistake...a glorious, beautiful error I made...how could I not be drawn to a woman who is sexy in everything she does?" Sabine declared. Ahsoka was surprised to hear her say this, still processing everything that Chelli had said that day. Sana and Magna laughed heartily. They all joked about it and bonded over it. Chelli was a little perturbed, but glad that that this rebel hero had called her sexy and said their time together was beautiful and glorious. At least that was a good thing.
They soon dropped out of hyperspace and were in orbit around Coruscant. Magna pressed some buttons on the ship's controls. “Chelli, we've got a message. Shall I patch it through?" She nodded. Pressing additional buttons, a hologram of Mon Mothma appeared.
"Doctor Aphra, have you retrieved Sabine Wren and Ahsoka Tano from Peridea per my instructions?" She grumbled. She really wasn't the biggest fan of these New Republic folks. She especially wasn’t a big fan of Mon, even though she knew she was under a lot of stress. She knew that Mon was a big humanitarian with a strong moral compass. Working for the New Republic paid the bills, so why not? Sana and Magna had encouraged her to get jobs from them, despite her reticence to help out people she saw as another version of the Rebel Alliance.
"Yes, Miss Mothma. They are here on this ship, with me, Sana, and Magna." Mon knew that Chelli could be a loose cannon and be out of control. With the stunt that senator, and princess, Leia Organa had pulled, which ended Hera's court-martial, she wasn't confident enough chancellors would authorize an official rescue mission. So, she went through unofficial channels instead. Simply put, she contacted Chelli personally. She had been hesitant at first, but Sana and Magna had convinced her to accept the mission, telling her that Mon could be trusted.
"Thank you. The New Republic is grateful for your service. Land your ship at docking bay 013124, marked for the New Republic Senate." Chelli nodded. She turned off the screen and sighed. Mon could be a lot sometimes. Magna and Sana patted her shoulders. "Chelli you did good. We're almost done." Making her way to the platform, Chelli swerved the Magna Sana past nearby spaceships and avoided all rules for where vessels were supposed to go. The police were about to go after her for her indiscretions, but Mon convinced them to back off. She didn't like how Chelli blatantly disobeyed rules. Even so, bringing back Ahsoka and Sabine was more important. Ezra had already briefed relevant committees on the threat that Grand Admiral Thrawn posed to the galaxy.
As the Magna Sana landed on the platform, Ahsoka and Sabine prepared themselves. As the landing ramp began to descend, Chelli placed a kiss on Sabine's cheek. She turned to her, then remarked "See you around Ezra Wiger," almost with a straight face. Sabine couldn't be more embarrassed. She exclaimed, while her face was as red as a tomato, "Chelli, what the hell was that for?"
Chelli smiled. She explained. "A goodbye present for that wonderful sex we had all those years ago." As Sabine continued walking down the ramp, with Ahsoka standing nearby. She met the welcoming party, which included Mon, some New Republic guards, and Ezra. All of them had heard this whole interaction, although they hadn’t seen it directly.
With Sana and Magna alongside her, Chelli decided to walk down the ramp as well. "Would like to stay?" Mon asked. Chelli shook her head. "Nah, politics isn’t for me. You have a republic to run. I have to keep the money flowing in, doing whatever I can." Mon had one more question. She had to ensure that this accredited space archaeologist wouldn’t somehow help Thrawn. "You’ll help us again, if we need assistance, right?"
Not knowing how to answer, Sana and Magna spoke up on her behalf, in unison, locking their arms behind their girlfriend. "We’ll make sure of it," they said, to Chelli’s chagrin. As they all waved at the welcoming party, the ship took off from the landing platform and headed back into space. Chelli turned to her two girlfriends. "Let's continue our adventures, together." Sana and Magna smiled back, each one kissing her on the other cheek. She pulled a lever and the Magna Sana blasted through hyperspace, speeding to their next destination.
Back on Coruscant, Ahsoka and Sabine went their separate ways, with the promise that they’d meet up later. As Sabine and Ezra walked together, he asked her a simple question. “Who was that woman on the ship. I think her name was Doctor Aphra?...do you know her?" Sabine cringed. She didn't want to hide anything from him, considering she had basically screwed over the entire galaxy just to save him. “Yeah I do...I uh...had some...horizontal refreshment with her once...back on Lothal after I thought you died."
Ezra was befuddled. What was she talking about? Realizing he didn't know what she meant, she added, "I had sex with her, Ezra. Some wild sex."
He understood now. As they continued walking and talking together, he shook his head. “Well, you'll have to try some of that stuff with me sometime.”
She laughed, the first time she’d done so all day. "Yeah, sweetie, we should. It’s a date.” They clasped each other’s hands, with Sabine realizing that maybe Chelli wasn’t completely bad after all. Maybe she'd want to see her again, someday. All the while, Ezra was wondering what this date would be like, while the galaxy remained in turmoil with Thrawn threatening to destroy all that they held dear...
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