Capítulo 19: Chapter 19
A/N: Please read the Author's Note at the end.
(Warning - Slight 18+ Ahead! Enjoy!)
Inside the Captains Quarter's, Moka and Abbela sat on the floor meditating, while a projection of Emiry monitored them. They were starting Moka and Abbela's full training in the force, as Abbela was only able to learn bits and pieces while they were slaves, and like Moka, has been mostly meditating since she has been free. The first thing they had to learn was to consciously feel the force, as Moka has just been doing things in the heat of the moment. Emiry was very big in having full control over the force before learning different techniques.
Moka thought meditating was dumb at first, but soon realized how hard it was for him to actually grasp the force. It was like trying to trap a handful of air with your hands. "You said that you want training in the force without the Jedi's influence, correct, Moka?" Emiry asked, noticing him struggling.
"That's right. I've noticed that the Jedi limit themselves too much and I see that being their downfall when they face the Sith. But I also see the Sith as weak, because they all just become tools of their emotions." Moka said as he failed again to grasp the force.
Emiry nodded her head as she listened. "I agree with you, I never told you, but I lost a dear friend thanks to those limitations while I was in the order. Their death hit me hard and it made me realize I needed more power so that I won't let the next person I care about die needlessly. I was caught practicing what the Council deemed as the "dark arts", and kicked out of the Order as just a young girl. I became a slave soon after." Emiry said, somberly.
Hearing this made Moka's heart ache and hate to rise for the Order for doing that to someone he cared for. "There, that's it! Hold on to that rage. Try to tame it without losing any of your anger. You must know both the dark side and the light if you wish to create a true balance!" Emiry said, as she encouraged the rage inside of Moka.
Listening to Emiry's instructions, Moka did his best to control the rage inside of him, but he soon found out that he held far more rage than he realized. His rage only continued to rise the more frustrated he became at not being able to control his emotions. If he can't control his own emotions, then how could he control an empire? Realizing that he needed a new approach, Moka thought of one more way.
Moka visualized the rage inside of him as a wild inferno. Then he imagined a wild rainstorm inside of him with heavy droplets of cool water to calm the flames down just enough without actually extinguishing the fire. When he felt he had somewhat of a good balance, Moka slowly opened his eyes, far more exhausted than he was before, his face covered in sweat. When he looked around, he saw Emiry look at him with a smile full of pride mixed in with lust.
"Of course you'd be able to figure out how to find balance so quickly. Even I couldn't find it and do my best to just stay away from the dark side, lest I be taken over by it. Now that you found your balance, you must work to maintain that balance naturally before we move on, which will be very hard if we are really about to go to war as you say." Emiry said as her projection stood up, dusting her clothes.
"Come Little Bela, we will leave Moka alone to balance himself. We shall continue training in your room." Emiry said as she gestured for Abbela to make her way to the door.
"Awww, but I wanted to continue training with Big Bro Mo!" Abbela whined as she rushed to follow Emiry's order, waving bye to Moka as she left. An exhausted smile crept on his face as he continued to train the foundation of the power that will help him rule the galaxy.
Moka chuckled at the cute little title Abbela had given him. Abbela was the only one on the ship who treated him like a regular person. Even Emiry and Jona don't, as despite the fact that Emiry is technically his master, she still looks up to him. And Jona may berate Moka, but she admires him and has followed him around like a puppy for years. But Moka couldn't deny that he's noticed the way Abbela looked at him as changed.
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Shaking his head free of distractions, Moka resumed meditating in earnest, until he felt warm, slender arms wrap around him from behind. "Bela, is there something wrong?" Moka asked as he tried to calm his heart when he felt two soft mounds pressed against his back.
Moka hadn't missed how well Abbela had developed now that she was in a healthy environment and her growing body was able to eat better. Moka was actually keeping his calm until Abbela brought her face next to his, leaning against his shoulder and the scent of soap hit his nose at the same time he felt how wet she was.
'Did she take a shower after training and come straight here? Ahh, poodoo, I have a bad feeling I'm about to fail another "test". I have to try and stop this before I fuck up." Moka said as he scooted forward and turn around, only for his mind to go blank for a second.
In front of Moka sat Abbela wearing nothing but a wry smile, with her legs spread far apart, showing every inch of herself to Moka. Two of her tendrils were gently rubbing her pert, pink nipples, while she sucked on two of her fingers, giving Moka a lustful gaze. "Big bro, do you think that I'm pretty?" Abbela asked in a breathy voice.
Moka felt himself growing painfully hard, as his dick threatened to tear through the fabric of his clothes. "Of course, Bela, you're gorgeous." Moka said casually, as if he wasn't pitching the biggest tent of his life.
The smile on Abbela's face grew as the two soaked fingers she was sucking on trailed their way down to the puffy pink slit between her legs, gently rubbing her clit as small moans escaped her lips. At this point, Moka felt as though he was going mad, as his fingers began digging into his flesh to not give into his desires.
"Then why don't you play with me like you play with those humans? I saw you and Padmé together at the Senate, the way you handled her, made her yours. It was the first time I saw something like that, but it was Amazing! I've been imagining being in her place ever since," Abbela said as she dug her fingers deep within her, as a gasp escaped her lips.
"Big Bro Mo, my birthday is coming soon, and you've already done so much for me and have become one of my favorite people in the world, but for my gift, I don't want anything else, but for you to make me yours." Abbela said, as she pulled her fingers out and spread her lips apart, as if begging for Moka to take her.
Moka was trying the hardest he's ever done before to not give in, but when he felt the force telling him that he needed to have sex with her, he no longer fought his urges. With the power of the force, Moka leaped forward and found himself on top of a giggling Abbela as she looked at him with eyes full of love.
"I love you, Mo. Please don't hold back, as all of me belongs to you!" Abbela said as she wrapped her arms around Moka's neck, pulling his face to hers, as their lips locked in a passionate kiss. Hours go by as the spend the whole night making love to each other, Moka not even caring about the Force Bond that formed that was even stronger than his and Emiry's.
(18+ Ends! Go Get A Tissue!)
Exhausted, Abbela laid on Moka's bed, cuddled up to him with a blissful smile on her face. "I love you too, Bela." Moka said as he gave her a loving kiss in her forehead. Moka let out a heavy sigh, as his relationship with his "cute little sis", was going to forever be different, especially since he had no birth control on hand like her did with Emiry and Padmé. Moka knew that he was just making life more difficult for himself, and wished he could just be with all of these girls and be a true Harem King.
But, the truth is, since he was going to be a King soon, he could only have one Queen. Before he set out on his adventure, Moka was given a timeline until his 16th birthday to find someone to marry, but figured he could just convince his aunt to give him more time. Unfortunately, Moka had a feeling things wouldn't go the way he wanted, and he had no idea who he wanted to marry, as he cared about each girl.
Deciding that he needs to focus more on the upcoming war, Moka did his best to spend the rest of the trip training, but Abbela quickly proved to be insatiable. A week and a half later, Moka's holocom rang, signaling him to the bridge. Arriving at the bridge freshened up, Moka looked out the viewport to see a large, greyish-brown planet with very little vegetation and water. Ships flew all around the planet, belonging to pirates, slavers, bounty hunters, and even a few noble ships. This was it, Moka's first campaign for the future of House Kahl.
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