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[Connor Vance]

Connor drank in their kiss. He tasted the sea salt on her lips. Felt the heat of her body pressed to his chest. He drank in this moment not because it was the prelude to anything else. But because it was with her, it was with Nash.

The world around Connor shrank until the only thing that existed was him and Nash. He felt her fingers unfastening the buttons of his shirt. He let it fall away into the sand. His hands worked to take off her top. Breaking their passionate kiss for a moment and then returning once it was free.

Connor would guide them to a tree, unsure about trying anything in the sand. As he sank back into their embrace, to begin a dance that he was becoming more and more familiar with, Connor would whisper into her mouth.

“Tell me what you want.”

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

She loved everything about this - from the familiar way his body felt against hers, the sight of those tattoos she was beginning to adore, the taste of the ocean’s salt on his lips, all of it made this exhilarating. She shrugged the bikini top off, feeling a rush from being exposed like this out in the open, but she wanted to keep going. She let him guide them towards a tree, grinning at him.

“Are you going to tell me you hate the sand because it’s coarse and gets everywhere?” She quipped, quoting a famous movie line. Nash nudged him towards the ground with a smirk, “Because I totally agree. I got plenty of practice riding around on that jet ski, let’s try you out now,” She said with a grin as she ensured he would be on the sand and not her, clearly feeling bold and fiery. Nash was entirely comfortable with him in this regard and it felt far more liberating than she could admit. He made her feel beautiful and desired, she loved the way he looked at her, and she wanted to give him a show while they did their dance of desire under the sun.

Nash leaned down to kiss him, giving into the excitement and passion. Before long, the last remnants of their clothing were casually tossed aside. She knew how to tease and please him, just as he knew to do the same to her. Before long she straddled him and took her glorious perch, her crimson skin bathed in the rays of the sun that streaked through the trees, her muscled frame flexing with the grace and power of a warrior queen. He took her to new heights, and she let him know exactly what she wanted.

@Apollyon

 

[Connor Vance]

Nash, just like Connor was unafraid of taking what they really desired. Connor smiled into their kiss as she nudged him onto the sand. With the Sun draped behind her, Connor was in complete awe as Nash began the ride she’d practiced.

His fingers coiled into her muscled thighs as Nash gave him her answer. She took exactly what she wanted. Connor wasn’t still, his body responded to her every move. His hips moving up to meet hers whenever possible. Connor intimately knew her body and he knew what she liked as well.

His eyes wandered her body as she made a spectacle of their sex. It was beyond stimulating for him. He drank in every curve of her and every etched muscle on her frame. All while she watched his eyes shamelessly roaming. Gone was the shyness and inexperience that him defined when they first met. Connor didn’t hesitate to touch or kiss any part of her during their union. He allowed himself to be lost to his passion and whatever this was that he felt towards her.

Their groans and moans of pleasure were only muffled infrequently by their kisses.

Nash had made him feel seen, she made him feel like a man rather than an object. She brought out a playful side of him that he hadn’t even known existed. He adored her zest for life and her beautifully contrasting personality. She was different and the wellspring of whatever he felt was becoming harder to ignore. With each kiss, with each glance, with each touch it threatened to run over.

And Connor was beginning to not care if it did.

By the end of their session, Connor would have his hands wrapped around the small of Nash’s back. He’d gently kiss whatever part of her was closest to his lips while his real hand slid up to gently play with one of her Lekku. His cybernetic began to trace up and down the middle of her back. His green eyes wandered her, the emotion behind them becoming harder to ignore.

“That was amazing. You are amazing Nash.” Connor whispered between small kisses. “So what do we name our little island?”

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

While their passionate and heated encounters were exquisite, she found herself truly looking forward to the quieter moments afterwards. It was an odd, foreign feeling, the fact that she enjoyed cuddling up against Connor so much. Nash was not a big cuddler by nature, more comfortable with pushing, punching and kicking others than letting them wrap her up in their arms. She watched some leaves falling as she glanced up to gaze at the hues of the sun dancing against the surfaces of the jungle when the wind rustled through.

When Connor spoke, Nash smiled, returning the kisses, “I could just be here for days with you,” She blurted out without thinking. She started coughing and looked away, “Ugh that was lame, sorry,” Nash said, her face heating up and it had nothing to do with the sun. Her original reaction was to roll away and run, but she remembered there was nowhere to run and she was totally naked. Keep it together, Nash! She exhaled softly and cleared her throat, “Since the first thing we did when we walked in was take our pants off, let’s call this Moon Cay,” She said with a laugh.

“What happens if we just never go back?” Nash mused suddenly, looking up at the skies, “If we just keep running jobs, score big loot, and just live like kings?” She smiled at the thought, knowing it was just fantasy. She wanted to learn the Force and only the Sith could teach her that.

@Apollyon

 

[Connor Vance]

Connor felt her lips press against his skin, tiny little kisses. He smiled faintly at the sensation. When Nash spoke Connor let out a small dreamy sigh. His ears turned red, because he’d been thinking the same thing. When Nash blushed and turned away, Connor caught her chin and returned her gaze to ensure he looked in her eyes.

“No it wasn’t.” He whispered. “I’d kill for the exact same thing.” He admitted.

This place, this moment, all of it was beauty and perfection. He held Nash’s gaze for a little longer, his ears flicking every once in a while. He hadn’t hesitated to say that. Why hadn’t he? What was going on? Connor didn’t vocalize any of those thoughts and instead just basked in the sun with Nash right there.

When Nash declared the name Moon Cay, Connor followed her into a laughing fit. He reached for his board shorts and plucked out his phone. He dropped a location pin on the island with the name Moon Cay on it. Connor shared it with her.

Now they’d always be able to find it. Their own little island paradise.

Connor glanced over at Nash while she spoke of never going back to the Sith. His ears drooped. A few days ago he would have agreed to that in a heartbeat, now? He needed the power they offered.

“We’d never be happy or really free.” Connor replied. “The Sith can arm us for revenge against the Hutts.” Connor whispered, his gaze turning to the sky. “Their power could be the undoing of those…monsters.” His ears pinned back as he spoke. “We could make Hutt space whatever we chose. No kid would have to live like we did again.”

Connor fell silent for a few seconds. The passion of his words revealed his truest goal. Not just freedom but revenge for a lifetime of suffering. Revenge for a life of pain and fear. He wanted to inflict that same torture on the overlords that profited from them all.

When Nash mentioned running around and doing big jobs together. Living like royalty. That made him smirk faintly.

“Why can’t we do both?” He asked, gaze returning to her. “Run the big jobs, train as Sith, and then come back to our little Moon Cay.” He stated with that same dreamy sigh.

@Sreeya

 

[Nash]

Nash couldn’t help but smile when he spoke, rolling to lie on her back and gaze up towards the sky, “You have big dreams,” She said after a moment, content with just watching the birds and critters in the trees, “Maybe Sith make it possible to dream,” Nash mused. Did she have dreams like that? Revenge? Toppling the Hutt influence in the slave and trafficking markets?

“We’ll come back to Moon Cay if we don’t do something stupid to get ourselves killed,” Nash said with a smirk, “I’m a walking hazard,” She said with a chuckle, “But I’d love to come back here,” Nash added quietly, holding his gaze for a moment.

“Come on, let’s go for a swim,” Nash called out before rising to stand. She extended a hand to help him up, not bothering with her bikini. She laughed and ran back towards the ocean, splashing into the calm, perfectly blue waters.

@Apollyon

 

[Connor Vance]

Connor always hated it when Nash unwrapped herself from him. He’d come to enjoy those quiet moments after sex as much as the action itself. Feeling her laying there next to him or on his chest. Listening to her talk about whatever came into her mind. Those were the moments Connor was quickly coming to value.

And that scared a part of him.

Connor’s ears perked when Nash told him he had big dreams. Yeah, he did and he intended to fulfill them no matter the cost. He wanted Shadda to be free, he wanted Hutta to be free, and he wanted the Hutts extinct. It wouldn’t be easy and it might destroy him in the process but it was worth it.

Connor lightly smiled when Nash described how she was a walking hazard and how she’d love to come back here. “I’m not sure if you heard the news or not.” He teased. “But robbing casinos, banks, and the rich isn’t safe.” He continued. “You could say that I like a little danger.”

When Nash demanded a swim and got to her feet, Connor beamed. When she offered him her hand, Connor accepted it and got to his feet, only then realizing how sore his core was. Regardless he chased after Nash and dove into the waves behind her, completely nude. After a few minutes of swimming and horseplay with her, the smile on Connor’s face would part.

“I’d love to come back here with you Nash.” He admitted.

@Sreeya