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ooc: Cont. from here

Azar had expected Magnus to simply stand there and do the side-to-side shuffle like most did in these situations. To his pleasant surprise, the man actually put his hands to use. A jolt went through him as he felt fingers glide up along his skin-tight fabric and across the bare skin of his waist and chest. It was bold and unexpected, exactly what Azar liked in a man. He wasn’t caught off guard easily these days - he was used to everyone acting entirely too meek around him or the constant deference.

He felt Magnus press closer, giggling to himself instead of making another 'stiff' joke. Azar heard that whisper as the song came to a close and the next began, turning around to face him again. He looped an arm around Magnus’ neck, the other holding a drink. He knew when he gazed up at the other man this time, he would picture Azar’s brilliant golden gaze.

“So what do you do to bad guys, Magnus?” He asked with a grin, the amusement clear in his tone. He pressed his body against the Miraluka’s, their hips swaying against one another. As he spoke, his fingers gingerly crept up along the back of Magnus’ neck to crawl into his hair.

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Magnus could tell that he did something right by Azar's reaction, the giggling and turning around so that the pair were face to face. Fortunately, it seemed like his bold play had paid off, which made him wonder how far he could go with the dainty little Sith...hey, what the Knight-Captain didn't know right? That being stated, thoughts of his distant superior were the furthest thing from Magnus's mind. What else could be expected with that piercing golden gaze taking up all of his mental space? Speaking of, Azar would be treated to Magnus's victorious little smirk, warring as it was with a much more nervous energy that the Miraluka was radiating.

On the one hand, how could he not be nervous with this beautiful Sith right in front of him? On the other hand, it was so much fun to play into the situation, finding parts of himself that he didn't even know existed. Or maybe he was just feeling the effects of the drink...who knew? Honestly, who cared at this point? Magnus certainly did not, feeling arcs of lightning travel up and down his spine as Azar's fingers crept up his neck...not to mention the heat he was feeling from their hips swaying against one another.

Fire and lightning...two things he had always associated with the Sith, but never like this!

"Keep playing with me like this, and you're going to find out, Azar..." While Magnus had been continuously exploring Azar's body with his hands up until this point (why would he ever stop), he accentuated his point by grabbing a handful of the dainty Sith's ass with one hand as he pressed them even closer together with the other. The motions would undoubtedly be awkward, and Magnus made no attempt to hide the mixed nervous/smug smirk on his face. Speaking of venturing into awkward territory, maybe try something really new! "Then again, I could always use more interrogation practice," Magnus said with a "dark" chuckle as he leaned forward, trying desperately not to full-on laugh. Then again, that mental image was definitely something worth keeping in the back of his head...

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The Sith Lord gasped as Magnus allowed his hand to slide down and shamelessly grab a hold of his ass. The gesture was both surprising and exciting, the latter because everyone always tiptoed around Azar - including his lovers. They treated him like a fragile creature that couldn’t be touched. Meanwhile, this man who had no clue what he was or the depths of his strength took bold steps that aroused Azar far more than he anticipated. It made him crave Magnus and he wanted his touch all over without any fabrics or costumes in the way. At this point, even he couldn’t tell if it was the drinking or the rush of acting so un-kingly.

Azar couldn’t help the giggle that followed, tugged close to press against the other man. He suddenly regretted how tight his pants felt, though the amusement never left his face.

“You are rather bold for someone scared shitless of me,” Azar said with a snicker, using the Force to skid Magnus back from him. However, Magnus would feel a hold around his neck as if a leash had been placed around it. Azar gave the gentlest tug to pull the Miraluka towards him again.

“How can we play when you are wearing far too much,” The Sith Lord stated, his voice taking on a more commanding tone than when he expressed the sentiment earlier. Without warning, the buttons from the Miraluka's outer vest were plucked off one by one to unravel it. The buttons all found themselves in Azar’s hands. It was then that Magnus would witness the Force like never before. It was alchemy - the buttons contorting and changing in the very plane of the Force and fusing together. They bent, twisted, and reformed into new shapes. Azar’s fingers moved dextrously as he applied the fine threads with tendrils of dark energy right before Magnus’ ‘eyes’. At the end of it, he had a small, pristine black rose in his hand crafted from the buttons. Just a small glimpse into the very nature of his ability to bend the Force and materials in ways most in the galaxy could not. It was a school of Force use most did not pursue.

The Sith Lord tugged Magnus close again, tracing the black, Force-imbued rose along the side of his jaw and gliding it over his lips, “Ask me what you wish then,” He said with a grin before sliding the little rose into Magnus’ back pocket.

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And there they were, those sounds that told Magnus that he was on the right track. Those noises and gestures of approval made the fire roar ever higher to life, every gasp and giggle doing more than in seconds than others could have done in hours. It was safe to say that Magnus was well and truly beyond aroused at this point, which might explain why he felt such crushing disappointment for a moment when he felt himself slide backward away from Azar. It only occurred to him a moment later that the Sith had bypassed whatever passive defense he raised against Force-abilities, moving him aside like he would a raw recruit in the Knight Headquarters.

The thought should have terrified him. Frankly, what parts of him were not dominated by the heat from his nether regions did experience a sharp increase in apprehension. That being stated, the feeling around his neck did wonders to ease that tension and he followed along with a surprised (yet still pleased) look on his face. "Who said I was scared of you," Magnus told the half-truth with obvious and naked lust, not even bothering to disguise his arousal at this point. Why would he even bother at this point? Azar could probably read into it as easily as turning the pages of a book, so what was the point of hiding it?

That said, his arousal reached new heights when his outer vest was relieved of its buttons, only for it to be dimmed for a moment by the sheer curiosity of what he was seeing. Most people would likely be impressed by the show of Sith Alchemy, but Magnus could see far better than most people. He was not impressed, he was utterly entranced by the display of mastery in the Force. He could see every thread of the Force being interwoven with the buttons, how Azar guided those threads to fashion the button material into something different. The process might have lasted for seconds, but Magnus could have watched the display for hours.

It took everything he had not to gawk at the Sith yet again, but he mastered himself even as Azar teased him with the black rose. His reaction was limited to a sharper-than-usual intake of breath, but then came Azar's latest statement. What did Magnus wish? Magnus would have thought that to be obvious...or did Azar just want to hear him say it? He debated for a moment whether that was just a step too bold for someone who could likely send him flying into a building on a whim, but then again...the sheer absurdity of it was too astounding not to try. Besides, the utter forbiddenness of it all made it irresitibly...well, for lack of better word: hot.

Fuck it.

"You. I "wish" to fuck you," Magnus said with every grain of truth possible etched into his tone. Oh there were far more poetic ways he could have phrased it, but at this point poetry was out the window. There was no better way to phrase it than the most succinct way: he wanted to fuck Azar in every way possible, using everything he could muster from his imagination. And when he ran out of things in his imagination, he wanted to reach in and grab new ways from the Sith's undoubtedly robust mental toolbox. Actually, why not just say that? "I want to fuck you every way I know how, and then I want to discover all new ways to fuck you. That is what I "wish." Along with maybe learning how you did that...because that was art, and it was beautiful...just like you." That being stated, Magnus would "look" down, an entirely unncessary movement that was meant to serve as more of a warning than anything. Presuming he was allowed to, he would reach forward and scoop Azar up in nothing short of a phenomenal princess-carry.

"So! Will the oh-so-evil Sith Lord deign to grant this Knight either of his wishes? Or dare I hope for both?" If Magnus could wink, he almost certainly would try his hand at it now. Instead he would have to make due with a cocky grin, whether the "scooping" was allowed or not.


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Azar expected the little Knight to run off after that display. It was a unique way of wielding the Force and different was often scary to the average plebe. It all amused him and he expected this little good boy Imperial to cut his losses and leave, especially after Azar casually yanked him over with an invisible chain. Instead, the man bluntly stated his intentions with boldness and raw desire lacing every word. The Sith Lord was left staring in stunned silence, heat rising to his face and rushing through his body to reach every extremity. Where did this man come from and how did he know how to tug at Azar’s desires as easily as Azar wove the Force? What was this trick?

Nothing
set Azar ablaze like a fearless, bold man who could articulate what he wanted. At this point, he didn’t even care if it was a trick or the drinks or all a trap of some sort. He was suddenly glad the Miraluka couldn’t see the furious blush on his face that tinged his crimson face almost purple. He could vividly imagine every word, could almost feel Magnus’ touch all over him, envision their bodies entangled in forbidden, unbridled passion. Heat lined his skin and a part of him almost hesitated because he was so used to having strict control over every scenario. And yet there was something exquisite about relinquishing it all, about surrendering himself, about shedding all the prim and proper fineries of royalty.

Before he could get stuck in the quagmire of his own thoughts, Magnus effortlessly scooped him up. Azar let out an involuntary yelp as he was carried by the Knight. The Pureblood’s eyes were wide, his face blushing furiously as he was carried like a proper princess. Someone clearly fed this man intelligence on him and everything Azar liked because how else could he know? Magnus was insufferable with how he seemingly undressed Azar of the layers he wore without ever touching that costume.

As if to rub it in, he spotted that smug grin on Magnus’ face. Azar’s eyes narrowed, “Stop grinning, asshole,” He blurted out, furious at how flustered he was all of a sudden. As if to wipe the grin away himself, he tugged Magnus by the hair towards himself to capture his lips to get that first taste of him, the one he had been craving since they began their teasing. Being angry about that little smile was as good a reason as any, right? He bit down on his lower lip just to express his moodiness at admitting defeat of sorts. He wasn’t fussed about kissing him while he was carried - for once he was with a man that didn’t need his eyes focused ahead.

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Magnus had much to be proud of in his twenty years of life. On the Miraluka homeworld of Alpheridies, he had been first in his class in many routes of academic study. He had practically set records for standard tests and examinations of Force ability among his family, and even in the wider world his achievements had been award-worthy. He had been granted admission to the Luka Sene properly at a remarkably young age, surpassing many of his peers with his intellect and ambition. So many had been resigned to lives on the homeworld that it impacted their studies, but Magnus had always reached higher and higher towards a more glorious purpose.

He had been considered for admission to the Sene Seekers at the age of sixteen, which was practically unheard of in Miraluka society. Instead he had ventured to the Empire under his own power and by his own volition. There his natural abilities had placed him ahead of his peers yet again, as he was already advanced in usage of the Force by comparison to other squires. He had again been granted praise and accolades aplenty, increasing his sense of pride and accomplishment even further. As if to further cement the point, his first unofficial deployment had been the defense of the capitol, an event that had seen him receive a Medal of Valour!

Yet nothing in life made him grin as smugly as hearing that little 'yelp' that Azar gave when Magnus scooped him up. The phrase "shit eating grin" seemed most appropriate, and even the Sith Lord noticed. Unfortunately for Azar, telling Magnus to stop grinning only caused the latter to grin even more, amusement utterly replacing his fear in this moment. "Make me." It was kind of difficult to be afraid of someone being carried princess style in your arms! There was one way to get the grin off of Magnus's face for a while however, and Azar found it a moment later. For a moment, the sheer surprise dropped the grin off Magnus's face, but he definitely chuckled quietly as he kissed Azar back just as fiercely.

"I'll take that as a yes to at least one of those wishes. I hope your friends won't miss you for the next...oh, probably several hours. At least." Oh no, now Magnus was feeling himself. What sort of cocky bastard had Azar unleashed? Then again, as far as Magnus was concerned, he had every right to be a little cocky. Azar was the most beautiful and powerful being he had ever seen in his life, and the Knight was carrying him through the crowd like a blushing bride. "Think I found something you like," Magnus teased as he continued carrying Azar through the crowds, having no intention of stopping till he reached the lodging he had rented on the way to the planet.

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Azar felt like a prize Magnus won at the festival as he was carried through the crowds. He blushed the entire time, but he also couldn’t deny the exhilaration. How did this man reduce Azar to a mewling kitten? It must have been those weird test tube drinks. There was no other explanation for this man checking every box and doing everything just right to make Azar crave him like spice.

He was barely aware of their surroundings, the Miraluka expertly navigating and making his way into whatever room he rented for his time on the planet. The door barely shut behind them before Azar all but tore away at the clothing Magnus wore, purposely ruining it to express his displeasure at the smug grin and victorious look on the man’s face. How could someone without eyes express so much just with a smile? There was a whole other side of Azar that just plain yearned to see more of that bronze skin and taste and feel everything that had been pressing against him while they danced.

As if to assume some measure of his rapidly slipping control, he coiled the Force around Magnus and effortlessly tossed the shirtless Miralukan backward on the bed behind him. Azar climbed atop him to straddle his abdomen, pinning his arms to his sides as he gazed down at him. His hair cascaded around them both like a veil.

“Now listen you-” He began before he heard the unmistakable sound of tearing fabric. With horror, he realized that his overly tight costume pants split right along the ass from his efforts to climb Magnus to make a point.

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All thoughts of the other Sith who had been with Azar were definitely gone, as was any hope of Magnus walking away with some modicum of self-control still intact. He brushed past the crowd of people, expertly dodging people as he fiercely made out with the Sith Lord. Some people whistled or cheered, which only made Magnus even more courageous in his actions. From there everything became a blur, until he kicked the door open to his room and finally let Azar down. Naturally, his paramour immediately set to ripping off his vest with reckless abandon, before flinging him onto the bed like a ragdoll.

Far from being afraid however, Magnus openly laughed with delight as he soared briefly through the air. He was still chuckling when Azar climbed up on top of him, grinning upward into what he was certain would normally be a withering glare. While Magnus tried his best to look properly chastized for a moment, the shit-eating grin gave away the fact that this was officially a game to him at this point. He almost said as much when he heard a distinct sound; the almighty rip of tearing fabric, and a cursory glance told him precisely where it had come from. Wait a minute, Azar was distracted by the rip in his pants...

Target acquired.

Magnus let his training take over as he grabbed Azar and expertly flipped him over in his moment of weakness, pinning the latter to the bed by his arms in the reverse of what their positions had been before. With just oooone difference~ Rather than straddling Azar's abdoment, Magnus would release his arms and instead grab the Sith's legs. "I'm sorry, were you saying something?" Magnus asked innocently as he put Azar's legs onto his shoulders, relishing in the view from his new position. Not helping his innocent tone was the way he purposefully showed off the results of four years of heavy training with the Imperial Knights. On Alpheridies, he had been a twig of a scholar, but now he bore a lean musculature that Azar had revealed by ripping his shirts to pieces.

"Want me to help you out of those before you rip them to pieces some more?" Came the second saccharine-toned question, amusement dancing clearly in the Miraluka's tone. Hey, Azar had started it by ripping his shirts to pieces! That being stated, regardless of how Azar answered, Magnus was already reaching downward to pull him out of his costume...hopefully without damaging it. Maybe. Possibly. Not guaranteed.

He's probably going to give up a few seconds in and just rip it off with the Force 😅 Horny brain be horny, yo. Also has anyone else noticed that Magnus is definitely a smartass 😂

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Azar barely started to recover from the embarrassing wardrobe malfunction when the sneaky and devious Imperial took advantage of it and abruptly pinned him to the bed. The Sith Lord only blinked up in surprise, confused about how he ended up here or how the other man moved lightning fast like that. His legs being tossed up on Magnus’ shoulders only tore the pants even more, the rip spreading out till he looked like he was wearing some colorful, thigh-high stockings.

He was blushing furiously, glancing up from his rather compromising position. And it didn’t help that his gaze roamed over the athletic form of the man looming above him with Azar’s legs providing the frame of that sexy picture. The Sith Lord was built differently, his body lithe and beautiful with a toned and flat stomach and prominent hip bones. With his dainty and delicate frame, no one would ever guess the man could collapse mountains and conjure storms.

It didn’t matter how the pants came off, but Azar became rather vocal soon after as he finally relinquished control to Magnus. Hopefully, the Imperials didn’t opt for room blocks at this hotel because this Knight was about to get a rep. The next moments were both a blur and blissfully vivid as Azar finally surrendered to the overwhelming desires that had been building.

Unbridled, raw passion punctuated their intense expressions of carnal desire. Azar was certain he was thrown on or pressed against practically every viable surface in the room. He was not idle himself, clawing, kissing, tasting, biting, and getting his fill of the other man. He couldn’t get enough of that salty, tawny skin. He couldn’t get enough of those breathy kisses, the way their mouths sought out the taste of those spicy drinks that got them into all this. It was definitely just the drinks, yeah.

The Sith Lord took it a step further, charging into Magnus’ psyche where that desire was burning to meet him there in the plane of the Force. It was an amalgamation of their Force energy, a fiery union with passion exploding both in the bedroom and the metaphysical. Magnus would feel it surge from his mind all the way down to every little extremity, every neuron stimulated and firing on entirely new levels. It was as if he had taken several high-dose stimulants, and yet it was conjured by the Force. Perhaps this was where the Sith Lord unleashed his cruelty by spoiling sex for Magnus. Could he even feel that same rush again without having his mind stimulated at the same time?

By the end of it, they found themselves back in the bed. The room appeared as if a tornado had been through it and their clothing was strewn all over the floor along with pillows. Azar’s chest rapidly fell and rose, every inch of his skin drenched in sweat. Satisfaction, exhaustion, blissful soreness, all of it set in and he wanted nothing more than to sleep.

The Sith Lord rolled over onto his stomach, propping himself up on his elbows. His legs were folded up and his feet playfully kicked back and forth. His lower back was elegantly arched, venus dimples dipping and rising up into that perfectly delicious cake. He cast a glance at the nude man next to him, noticing all the bruises and lovebites Azar left all over his neck and chest. Like some sort of lovesick teenager. When was the last time Azar had done that?

“Hmmm I change my mind,” He murmured softly, “I do like your smile,” Azar said with a lazy grin. This was the part where he normally intended to get dressed and walk away, but he didn’t even feel like getting out of bed let alone walk. Besides, he was an absolute princess and was more likely to kick Magnus out of his own room than to suffer a walk of shame.

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Despite his nerves from earlier in the day, Magnus did have sexual experience with men and women alike. To be fair, those affairs had been somewhat limited in number, given his prediliction to study/train rather than bother with matters of romance. A few partners who had been casual flings in between bouts of academic sessions or training missions, but nothing more than that. The sex at those points had been entertaining and pleasurable as expected, and then the experience ended and everything went back to normal.

Sex with Azar completely shattered Magnus's perception of what the word even meant. Never in his life had he done roughly half of what he had done to the Sith, and never had he experienced even a quarter of what the Sith had done to him in turn. It was safe to say that the past experiences were forever dimmed by comparison, and future partners would have extraordinary shoes to fill after the debauchery of the past several hours. There was not a single surface in the entire room that had not been used in the throes of passion, and Magnus had unlocked new degrees of imagination in the quest to hear every single sound Azar could make from those perfect lips.

To say that Azar had redefined the sexual experience for Magnus would be an understatement, as he could never have conceived of invoking the Force in such a way. Even now, it felt as though every nerve in his body was more sensitive than usual, like he could actively feel every current of air moving across his naked body like soft fingers. The Knight was coated in sweat and breathing like he had just finished a marathon, but he was wearing only the most satisfied expression on his face. He never thought he would have to keep a secret from his fellows in the Order, but this would have to remain kept with him till he met his grave. A shame really, given how much he now wanted to try so much of what he learned all over again...

"Thanks, it's my second best quality," Magnus chuckled as he stretched a bit, feeling every bite and scratch mark along his body. His back in particular looked like he had challenged a Nexu to single combat without armour on, but somehow even that felt absolutely amazing in this moent. "And I might have to change my mind about you Sith after all this." Magnus yawned as he gestured around the room to the absolute destruction that had taken place around them, wondering if he should tell Azar about the various peoples in nearby rooms who had heard their "escapades." It was actually rather impressive how loud the screams had gotten, given that people heard them from several rooms down. Then again, give how intwined they were in the Force, Azar probably saw them just as Magnus had.


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Azar yawned and stretched like a cat, cracking his joints. He rolled his eyes at Magnus’ response, “Hm yes, I suppose your personality is okay,” He mused as the man’s top quality. The Sith Lord was largely content until the next comment. In the blink of an eye, he had a hand clasped firmly around the Miraluka’s throat. At the same time, the Imperial would be plunged into darkness - pitch darkness - probably the first time in his life. Azar manipulated his perceptions in the Force to blot out his vision, letting him experience true blindness.

“My name is Azar,” He growled and Magnus would feel his warm breath across his lips, “Refer to me as 'you Sith' one more time and I will rip away all your other senses and leave you little more than an empty husk,” He warned, “Never forget who I am,” Azar said as he permitted Sight to return to Magnus again. Azar was Sith as a race, so the constant sweeping sentiments irked him far more than they would others in the Order who only saw it as a religion.

He slid gingerly off the bed after that, strutting over swinging his hips, and acting as if he didn’t just terrify the hell out of a Miraluka in the worst way one could. Azar tossed his hair over his shoulder as he stepped into the refresher, “Come,” He commanded as he gestured with an index finger without looking, “I want you to fuck me in the shower,” Azar said breezily, more of an order to follow than a request.

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Well that was unexpected. One moment Magnus was making a joke, then the next the world had gone completely black. In truth, he only barely registered anything Azar was saying, as the sensation of being truly blind was as novel as "seeing" someone for the first time. Miraluka had no concept of seeing "nothing." It was something that they heard about, and it was somthing that had been described to Magnus several times before. However, the very concept of not being able to see at all was completely foreign. While individuals with traditional sight could close their eyes, Miraluka had no eyes to close.

Therefore the inky blackness he saw was even more overwhelming than the hand around his throat. He could not breathe, and was immediately aware on an atavistic level that Azar could kill him in this moment. Yet nothing could compare to the feeling of suddenly being cast into darkness, being completely unable to perceive...well, anything at all. Then everything came rushing back to him all at once, and Azar was strutting over to the shower like the entire situation had not happened. The more reasonable parts of Magnus wondered if he should not just grab whatever scraps of clothing would pass for underwear and run, but it was too late to deny knowing that this entire exercise was a dangerous game from the beginning.

Instead he pushed himself up and followed Azar, feeling for all the world like he was a porg following a rancor. He wondered what had caused the reaction, and came to the conclusion that it could be two different things. The first option was that Azar was annoyed that Magnus referred to him in the general sense as a Sith, picturing the group as being superimposed over the individual. For beings as individualistic as Sith were supposed to be, perhaps the generalization was something of an insult? The second option was related to something completely different: Azar was a Sith Pureblood, which might have had additional context that Magnus was missing. Maybe Azar had mistaken his meaning for being about the Race rather than the Order? Or maybe there had been no mistake, and it was something of a blurred line between the two?

"Hold on," Magnus said with a quiet sigh as he reached out for Azar in perhaps the bravest action he had taken all day. Though not because he was trying to impress him this time, but because he could not go back to just fucking after that. "I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to-" Magnus stopped mid-sentence, perhaps wisely deciding that continuing it might piss Azar off even more. He took a breath and contemplated his next words very carefully. "I won't call you "Sith" anymore, but I can't avoid making a mistake if I don't know what the mistake actually was," he stated after a few seconds. "So then Azar, can I ask? Where was my mistake, and how can I make amends?" Today was absolutely full of surprises it seemed, but might as well continue on the path and see where it led.

Steady on ahead!

I'm beginning to get the feeling that Magnus has a low survival instinct 🤔 Either that, or Azar's magical ass is just that hypnotic.

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Azar bristled when he felt Magnus grasp his hand. There was a noticeable pulse in the Force to remind Magnus that he was treading into dangerous territory. However, the Imperial Knight recovered smoothly, reframing his words from hapless babbling to something more intelligent. Azar said nothing for a moment, frozen like a statue as he faced the other way with Magnus holding his hand from behind.

“I am a Sith just as you are a Miraluka,” Azar explained quietly, “Humans and other races have taken the ideologies of my people and conjured up things like the Sith Order comprised of belligerent fools and idiots that always swing their dick around and make themselves into a galactic target,” He said as he finally faced Magnus, “You know nothing about it and you never will,” He said, his tone icy, “You were trained to hate a caricature of what my people once stood for and the principles we were born into long before humans conquered our lands,” He said.

Azar glared at Magnus, “Don’t think I didn’t notice your twin sabers were always within arm’s reach,” He said as he leaned in closer, “Just give me a fucking reason to exemplify everything about me that scares you.”

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Magnus felt the pulse and stood his ground, blindfolded eyes staring resolutely down at Azar. It took a few moments, but he began to receive answers that he had risked literal life and limb for. It seemed that he was partially correct with his answers, but not fully correct in either scenario. He released Azar's hand as the latter turned to face him, still looking down at the Sith with a resolute expression on his face. It was rather odd to be having a conversation like this with a Sith, but there was something eye-opening about the experience as well. Magnus had never considered the Sith Pureblood race as being a thing separate yet intertwined with the Sith Order, and so had never thought about what effects that might have on the former.

The Miraluka did not speak for a few seconds after Azar finished, until at last he responded first with two simple words. "You're right," he stated as he turned and walked back into the room proper, pulling open a nightstand with the Force and calling one of his blades into his hand. He turned it once or twice in his palm as though inspecting it, then half-turned his head to face Azar. "You're right about everything you just said. I'll never understand what it's like to be a Sith, having your race intertwined with the Sith Order to the point that nobody else can tell the difference." Hells, Magnus did not know that there was a difference until Azar just told him. It was not something that was discussed in texts or oral histories to his knowledge, which only furthered Azar's point.

"The year I was born, the Sith Eternal massacred a Ranger Station, if I recall correctly," Magnus stated in the same voice a student would use to recite a history presentation, turning his head back to look down at the lightsaber hilt in his hand. "Four years after that, Darth Raze glassed a planet with no warning, arguably his most infamous deed until 157. The entire event with the Exalted and Coruscant was a crisis like nothing the Galaxy had prepared for," Magnus took yet another deep breath, turning fully around at last and leaning against the nearby wall.

"These are the stories I was raised and then trained on, for essentially my entire life. Then I meet you," Magnus paused for a moment to gather his thoughts, half paying attention to the unlit blade in his hands. "I thought you were strange for a Sith, given the lack of lightning and fire, but what I didn't understand is that you aren't a Sith. Well, you presumably are, but that's not what I mean. You aren't the "caricature", you're Azar, and I didn't see that." Magnus placed the lightsaber back into the nightstand and closed it again before walking back over to Azar until they were face-to-face again. "So let me try that again. I apologize for my mistake, and it won't happen again...Azar." Welp, that was about as much as Magnus could put into one apology, so let's see how it works out.

You can't see it, but I'm chowing down on all the popcorn 🍿The suspense is killing me!

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Azar listened as Magnus spoke, reciting history as if Azar needed mansplaining. His jaw tightened and he was about to ask the Knight to arrive at his point, but fortunately, he finally did. The mention of Raze sent a chill down his spine. He thought of his own little brush with an exalted and the sickness he now carried with him. He also thought about how he yanked Kaldar back from being possessed by Raze. The being was an abomination in every sense of the word.

“I fear Raze,” He said barely above a whisper, and it was unclear whether it was to himself or Magnus. It wasn’t a truth he admitted to anyone. It was easy to say it in the Imperial’s presence because he didn’t know him as Darth Arcanos or the King of Korriban and all these lofty titles he had to carry. Being in the presence of someone who knew him as nothing but Azar was liberating. Magnus didn’t give a shit about his grand plans to forge an Empire or concern himself with which of his delegates and regents could be trusted or not.

He watched Magnus fiddle with his sabers before stowing them away. The apology caught Azar off guard. All of this caught the Sith Lord off guard. He expected a quick fuck-and-forget scenario and they would return to their respective conquering - Magnus in the name of whoever called themselves Emperor these days and Azar as he ascended to rewrite history. When did this become anything more than two lust-driven men giving in to their desires?

Azar idly ran his fingers through his hair, “Whatever,” He said simply, though his gentler tone suggested he was appeased. For now. He was still sweaty and filthy, so he stepped into the shower anyway and turned on the hot water, letting it wash over his skin. Azar didn’t bother closing the door, letting Magnus interpret that however he pleased.

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It was certainly novel to hear a Sith admit to feeling fear, but today was a day filled to the breaking point with unusual things. What was one more to add to the pile? Besides, everyone with intellect and sanity feared Raze, and any who denied it were either lying or stupid. Not foolish, as Magnus might generally state, but full-on lacking all forms of intellect. That said, Magnus nodded his head in solemn agreement, whether he was the one being spoken to or not. He had never experienced Raze, and with any fortune it would stay that way.

After what felt like a small eternity, Azar broke the silence with a word and turned back into the shower. Magnus for his part let out a sigh of relief and wondered whether he should point out something that occurred to him a while ago. While it was true that he had painted Azar with a wide brush of "Sith," it was also true that for that 'sin' Azar had blinded him and threatened to...what was it? Rip away his senses and leave him a husk? In fairness to the entire situation, Azar had acted the part of the Sith the entire time, first in a subversive way during the Festival, and now in a more open way not five minutes ago.

Magnus was lust-addled, but not imperceptive to the fact that there was a slight bit of hypocrisy in complaining about generalization while simultaneously embodying the stereotype. However, he was also getting precisely what he wanted in this instance, so why rock the starship? Oh sure, he could preempt a new debate about the matter, but why do that when he could follow Azar into the shower? Something else he was not blind to was the fact that it was left open after all...Azar had also 'ordered' him to fuck him in the shower.
And that magical crimson ass was just calling his name...

Target acquired.

Magnus is definitely stepping into the shower with a devious ass smirk 😂. Why argue about hypocrisy when there are crimson cakes to clap?

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It was some time later and Azar was still on the planet. Trael was moody about Azar’s escapade during the festival, but ultimately the Pureblood’s whims were always difficult to predict. It was one of those things Trael had to accept and they worked through their differences. Azar’s excitement about shopping immediately reminded Trael that he had a lot of ‘urgent matters’ to attend to. The Pureblood opted to remain behind on the planet and explore it to his heart’s content.

He hadn’t forgotten about the spicy encounter with the Miraluka after the festival and he ended up having to leave wearing some of the taller man’s clothing because his costume was in tatters. The Pureblood chalked it up to a fun evening and filed it away, knowing they wouldn’t meet again. It wasn't like they bothered to exchange contact information.

Azar walked through a lively strip in the touristy district of the planet. He set out to do some window-shopping, clad in form-fitting attire that hugged his dainty waist and accented the tush. His hair was actually up in a bun because he didn’t feel like dealing with it, a few strands hanging to frame his face. A few bangles accessorized his attire on his left wrist.

He already had three shopping bags on his arm, cursing to himself. How dare he have to carry his own bags? He couldn’t remember the last time he had to do such a thing. Azar came to a stop near a large pane of glass to peer at some brand-name handbags on sale. He was eying one made from the tail of a krayt dragon.

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The Pride Festival had been quite a fun experience, with major twists and turns that Magnus could never have anticipated. Had someone told him half of what he was going to do on this random world, he would have likely laughed them clear out of the room. Even now, he half-wondered if it had been some form of strange dream brought about by the alcohol. Then again, the state of his hotel room stood as proof that everything had happened. Magnus chuckled to himself as he walked along into the shopping centre, engaging in the rarest of all activities: shopping.

He had never been one to shop much, keeping his own quarters relatively sparse apart from a few things here and there. Today was an exception however, as Magnus wanted a few souvenirs to remember the Festival. Not that he could ever forget certain parts of the proceedings, but that was neither here nor there! He could also use a few more outfits, given the fact that a lot of his clothes had been...ah, destroyed. It was utterly amazing how quickly fabric could be torn to shreds when exposed to powerful waves of Force energy...the same could be said for the bed frame, the wall behind it, and several other things in the room that Magnus vacated.

Fortunately,
at least one outfit had survived the onslaught, for which Magnus was quite grateful. It would have been awkward to be here wearing scraps of clothing, as fun as some others had made that seem during the Festival. Speaking of "others," Magnus found himself wondering whatever happened with Azar. He also wondered whether to smile contentedly or grimace at the thought of the Sith, given the very mixed events that occurred during the Festival. Ah well, odds were that he would never see Azar again, short of running into them by chance on some distant mission.

Or not.

Magnus turned a corner and there was Azar almost right in front of him, which might have caused him to rub his eyes in disbelief if he had eyes to begin with. Decisions decisions...Magnus could turn right back around and leave, before he got himself into another crazy situation with the dainty Sith. He had been gambling with his life for essentially the entire Festival, each victory propelling him to risk his life over and over again. Then again, this was a good chance to indulge some curiosities before it was time to leave, and his luck had held thus far...

Why not have some fun, playing with fire one more time?

"Letting someone as pretty as you carry their own bags," Magnus slid right over to Azar and relieved him of his bags (if allowed), sliding them right from Azar's arms to his own. "Tsk tsk tsk, what is your Order coming to, Azar?" Aaaand there was the smirk, armed and ready to go. Well well, maybe it wasn't just the result of the drink after all! Either that, or maybe there were some lingering effects of having someone else playing around in his consciousness for several hours.

Who knew!


What in the Las Vegas/Canto Bight gambling logic is this? "I haven't been killed yet, so better keep playing with the Rancor!" Dammit Magnus!

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Did he really need another handbag? It was a miracle he was even asking that question. His advisors had gently reminded him of his terrible spending habits, especially on duplicative items. Why couldn’t they understand he needed the same shoes in every color in the palette? Perhaps he could buy this for his fashionable wife.

He was about to walk into the shop when he heard a familiar voice. Azar blinked in surprise as he regarded the miraluka from the Pride Festival. He remained staring even as the man smoothly relieved him of his burdens. That sexy smile again, and another show of chivalry - first the princess carry and now this. Azar had to admit the man - as irritating as he was with his constant references to the Sith Order - was charming.

“And you are far too handsome to be wearing something so bland,” He said breezily as he gestured to Magnus’ entire getup with a hand. Azar decided to use this as an excuse to avoid buying yet another krayt bag, starting to walk again.

“Were you sent to keep an eye on me?” He asked, purposely teasing with the pun, “Because your superiors will be disappointed to learn I’m only here on vacation,” It was true. Azar was doing the most trivial activities with his shopping and meandering.

He kept walking till he paused at a designer clothing store, “Since I ruined your clothing, it's only fair I buy you something new,” Azar said, patiently waiting for Magnus to open the door for him before he stepped through. If the miraluka was going to play the perfect gentleman, who was Azar to get in his way?

The shop itself was extremely fancy, betrayed by the fact that none of the outfits had price tags on them. Azar appeared unconcerned, rifling through different options and giving a cursory glance at Magnus to gauge his size. The store clerks looked suspiciously at Magnus and his casual clothing. Clearly he did not belong in such a bougie establishment.

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Magnus laughed softly at the compliment, or more accurately at the accusation that was he was wearing was bland. He almost made a joke that he could get away with wearing bland things because he was blind, but an unforgivable sin had been committed that required addressing. "That pun was vile, and I loved it," he said as he laughed slightly harder than before. As it turned out, he was someone who could appreciate a good pun, and that one had not been half-bad all things considered.

"But please, as if I'd need to be ordered to keep my attention on you," Magnus said with the vocal equivalent of an obnoxious wink, thoroughly amusing himself along the way. There was something oddly relaxing about being around this Sith, but perhaps that was merely due to the events of the previous night. It would have been difficult indeed to maintain the "stoic and serene" Knight routine around Azar at this point, so why bother? Why not let the walls down to show the more casual Magnus that lay within?

That being stated, part of his amusement certainly lay in the idea of a Sith going shopping. Not that he would dare bring that point up with Azar at the moment, given what had occurred earlier. "I appreciate it, but you really don't have to," Magnus stated even as he held open the door to the fancy clothing store. He barely knew Azar, and he was already quite aware that whatever the man said was likely going to happen. If he stated that Magnus was getting new clothes, Magnus would be receiving new clothes and that would be the end of it.

"Everything in here looks like it would cost an uncomfortable portion of my salary," Magnus stated as he "looked around," only half-joking about the statement. Even the attendants seemed to know that he did not belong in this particular establishment, a notion with which Magnus had to agree. "What even is this material?" Ah well though, might as well see what Azar thought would look good on him...for once, Magnus was actually somewhat curious about the result of a shopping day.


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