With my helmet tucked underneath my left arm I wrap my right around Padmé's waist and pull her close to me, which draws a rather cute sound out of her.
Before she can say anything I cut her off. "You have my apologies for being so forward, your majesty. But unless you suddenly sprout wings or develop some other form of flight the only way to get you aboard my ship is for me to carry you." Padmé takes a moment just staring into my eyes and through my armor's advanced sensor systems, I can hear her heart pounding in her chest. While through the force her desire towards me just increased exponentially.
"I forgive you for now…Galen." The way she softly says one of my names makes me very glad I'm wearing armor…if not she might be feeling something else that just got hard as the Beskar-Phrik alloy that makes up my armor.
'She probably won't be so forgiving in a second.' My thoughts are filled with amusement as I use the force to create a solid barrier underneath everyone's feet and lift them up into the sky making the platform rest firmly against the boarding ramp.
I can tell Padmé is struggling not to smile even as it's clear she finds my little bout of taking advantage of the situation incredibly amusing.
"You should be careful when taking such liberties in the future Galen. Not all women would enjoy your wooing shenanigans." Padmé tries to sound tough, firm and wholly uninterested on me but I can feel her arms holding me just a little bit closer to her.
"Sweetheart, I haven't even begun to woo you yet. And trust me when I do start using my underhanded ways on you, I'll give you fair warning so you can be prepared." The smile on my face is playful but my words are completely serious.
"Hop to people all aboard my ship, The Rogue Shadow. The fastest, sexiest, stealthiest ship in the entire universe." My words draw a chuckle from Qui-Gon who uses the force to carry the councilor who I stunned aboard the ship.
"Jedi, store him in a cell. I don't know if you can feel it or not…but I sense the taint of the dark side from him, also search and remove anything from him that can be used as a weapon, beacon or long range communication. I feel that he is the largest security risk in this group and no doubt the shadowy individual behind this plot will send assassins after us once he finds his or her plot has been demolished by my clan and I. " Qui-Gin develops a shocked expression on his face before closing his eyes and concentrating on the force.
"Oh…you're right he's been enthralled by a dark side user. I believe Master Yoda could use this connection to track down the source of this perverted force bond." Qui-Gon offers with a resolute expression on his face.
"Sure, do what you want with him, just don't involve me in your internal Jedi matters." My answer is accompanied by me shrugging my shoulders and following Qui-Gon into my ship after Padmé of course. Me being the gentleman that I am, I carry the long trail of fabric behind her with the force.
"I have a request, my Royal Cruiser is in the main hangar…it has a wardrobe on board for me and my handmaidens. I cannot wear this gown before the Senate." Padmé words it in such a way that it's less of a request and more of an order.
"Sure princess…and we can have the pilots fly it in a different direction, hopefully it will throw off the assassins that will no doubt be coming for you. At least for a little while." I look to Captain Panaka as I offer up my idea and get an agreeing nod in return.
Getting Padmé's ship was a cake walk, flew in and out with nobody except the pilots for the N1's and the J-Type 327 ever knowing we were there.
Stopping aboard my cruiser, I give the ladies that will be remaining here orders take the Lucrehulk's to home base after clearing the gargantuan ships of organic infestations, and reprogramming the droids with new shut down codes and adding the Dark Trooper programming to them.
Taking only Shmi and Ana with me on the trip plus a holodisk given to me by Hinata for Grand Master Yoda…or as she likes to call him her mischievous little troll of a former student.
Padmé seemed to be torn between thinking Ana all dressed up in Mandalorian armor and armed to the teeth is adorable while also being deplorable parenting.
Oh and Padmé as soon as we were on course for Courscant changed out of her Queenly dudes and started pretending to be a handmaiden of the Queen.
She got quite the show after boldly walking into my quarters, while Shmi was riding my dick. And I was sucking the milk from her big beautiful tits, because it gets painful for her and she very much dislikes it when the milk leaks and ruins her tops.
"Ohh-Master-that-girl-wa-wants you so bad!" Shmi moaned as she started riding me harder and faster.
Shmi ended up riding me to her own exhaustion, and then I tucked her into bed and went for a walk, catching Padmé fingering herself in one of the empty refreshers.
Smirking, I locked the door, and turned on the silencing field and snuck up on her. "Such a naughty girl." I teased as I held Padmé in place with force grip and covered her mouth with my left hand.
"Do you want some help, naughty little princess?" Padmé breathed heavily, her heart racing in her chest, Padmé after what felt like forever nodded her head making me smirk.
I proceeded to finger Padmé with my right hand while my left played with her apple Granny Smith Apple sized tits. Until she came hard enough I thought that my other guests had to hear her scream even with the privacy field activated.
"Come by my quarters later, if you want more Queen Amidala." I murmured in Padmé's ear as I let her fall to trembling knees and left the refresher, locking it behind me so that no one else barged in on the naughty Queen of Naboo.
Qui-Gon was sitting in the lounge with a smirk on his face. "I see that you are taking excellent care of her Majesty…'s people."
"It's only right I help relieve the stresses of these beautiful women that have four their way into my care…it's not like I have a vow of celibacy to adhere to."
Qui-Gon flinches slightly at the dig of celibacy. "That vow isn't as enforced as it used to be. As you well know. I have no right to ask this of you. But when these current events end, would you take my Padawan to Mandalore? He needs to see her and the child so he can find the resolve to choose his path, whether it be the Order or Fatherhood."
"Aye, I'll take little Benji to see his lady love…I have business to resolve in Concordia as it is."
"Death Watch? You don't seem like the radical type…"
"I'm not…Death Watch is a stain on Mandalorian history and it's time to wipe them out just like they engineered the annihilation of Jaster Mereel's Super Commando's or better known as the True Mandalorian faction. Using the Jedi as their weapons of destruction…though it's not as if the Jedi hesitated in performing their roles. Just like they didn't hesitate in commiting near genocide against the Kaleesh, since your lot are all so easily deceived." Qui-Gon reared back as if I'd just smacked him, before his head dipped.
"When you lay it out like that…I can't help but wonder if the order would not be better separating from the Republic."
"It is not my place to say…not really but the Jedi Order is not received very well. To the common people you are child nappers and mind rapists…religious zealots who think they are too far above the common man, who solve everything with your laser swords no one can stand against." With that I leave Qui-Gon to his introspective thoughts.