**Chapter 782: Stolen Moments**
**Scene 1: Senate Gala – Private Coat Closet**
**Dagon POV**
*Huh, so the party is over. Guess it's time to leave.*
I had barely taken two steps toward the exit when a small, surprisingly strong hand grabbed my arm and yanked me sideways. Before I could react, I was shoved into a dimly lit coat closet off one of the side corridors. The door clicked shut behind us.
Riyo Chuchi stood before me, breathing hard. The Pantoran senator was 1.65 meters tall with pastel purple hair, golden eyes, and blue skin marked with delicate yellow tattoos. Compared to my 1.95 meters, she looked almost delicate — but the fire in her eyes was anything but.
"Riyo, why — not that I mind, but why do people need coats here? Coruscant isn't cold," I asked, genuinely confused.
"I hate you," Riyo whispered, voice trembling.
"Pardon?"
"I hate you. Why did you have to give me all these feelings?" Riyo yelled, pushing me back until I sat down hard on a low bench. She climbed onto my lap, straddling my stomach as tears welled in her golden eyes.
*This might get weird. Best to activate the barrier subtly,* I thought, raising a thin Force shield around the closet to muffle sound.
"You… why a harem of all things? And so many — three Zeltrons and three Twi'leks, and more… plus a Pantoran. Why to make fun of me?" Riyo yelled, tears spilling down her blue cheeks.
"You are married, to Cal. Pantoran policy and you come from an influential Pantoran family. I didn't do anything wrong," I said calmly.
"Of course you didn't. You only helped my planet, defended our borders from pirate attacks, and risked life and limb saving the galaxy from various world-ending threats," Riyo yelled, her voice cracking into a sob.
"You didn't even fight for me when I told you of my engagement. Not a word — just 'happy for it,' explaining as a Jedi you have responsibilities. And even though you now update me on your missions and battles, you still ignore me," Riyo cried.
"Riyo, you are a senator. That alone means something. You are a married woman. Why me? I don't understand. All I did was help you because you asked. We never talked much about anything. You don't know my past and I don't know yours — your hopes, your dreams… heck, even your favorite cake," I said softly as I wiped the tears from her cheeks with my thumb.
"All you know is that yes, I risk my life for the Republic — so do thousands of soldiers and Jedi. Yes, I sacrifice for a sunrise I may never see. But you, Riyo… why do you want this?" I asked.
"I just want this pain to go away," Riyo whispered.
"That's impossible. Anger strangling the grief until the memory of your loved one is just poison in your veins. And one day you catch yourself wishing the person you loved had never existed, so you'd be spared your pain. It won't work. As a Jedi and Sith will give you the same answer — you can't escape it. Only move forward," I said gently.
Riyo suddenly started grinding against my crotch, her tear-stained face shifting into something hungry and predatory.
"Riyo, please… I don't want to be the person who takes another man's wife," I said, voice strained.
Riyo didn't answer with words. She leaned down and kissed me hard, her tongue pushing past my lips, desperate and demanding.
**Scene 2: Inside the Closet (R18)**
"Then don't be," Riyo breathed against my mouth as she broke the kiss. "I will do everything."
Her small hands fumbled with the fastenings of her elegant gown. She hiked it up around her waist and removed her blue panties in one swift motion, letting them fall to the floor. The sight of her — blue skin flushed darker with arousal, golden eyes burning — made my resolve waver dangerously.
"No," I said firmly, flipping our positions so she was beneath me on the padded bench. "I will stop this. I will at least pleasure you, but you won't need sex."
I pushed her legs apart gently but insistently. Riyo gasped as I lowered my head between her thighs. My tongue found her already wet folds, licking slowly from bottom to top before circling her clit. At the same time, I reached up and squeezed her breasts through the thin fabric of her dress, thumbs brushing over her hardened nipples.
Riyo's back arched sharply. "Dagon… oh stars…"
Cal had clearly never done this to her. The way she trembled and moaned told me everything. I licked and sucked with focused intensity, alternating between long, slow strokes and quick flicks across her sensitive nub. Two fingers slid inside her, curling upward to stroke that perfect spot while my tongue never stopped its assault.
Riyo's hands tangled in my white hair, pulling me harder against her as her hips bucked. Her moans grew louder, unrestrained. I added a third finger, stretching her gently while sucking her clit between my lips.
The first orgasm hit her like a lightning bolt. Riyo cried out, thighs clamping around my head as her walls clenched rhythmically around my fingers. I didn't stop — I kept licking and fingering her through it, drawing out every shudder and gasp.
By the time the second orgasm crashed over her, Riyo was nearly sobbing with pleasure. She bit down on my shoulder to muffle her cries, leaving clear marks on my skin. Her body shook violently as she came again, flooding my tongue with her taste.
I slowed my movements, gently bringing her down from the high with soft licks and kisses along her inner thighs. Riyo lay there panting, tear tracks drying on her blue cheeks, looking thoroughly wrecked and utterly beautiful.
"Dagon…" she whispered hoarsely, reaching for me.
I kissed her forehead softly. "That's enough, Riyo. You don't need more than this tonight."
She tried to protest, but her body was too spent. I helped her readjust her dress and panties, then held her for a long moment as she caught her breath.
**Scene 3: Senate Building – Exit**
We slipped out of the closet carefully. Thankfully, no one seemed to have noticed — the gala was still in full swing and the corridor was quiet. I escorted Riyo to her waiting speeder, one hand lightly on her lower back.
"Please, Riyo… just forget about me," I said quietly as she climbed in.
Riyo looked up at me, golden eyes still glistening but filled with fierce determination.
"I will not. I will find a way for you to be mine," she said.
The speeder door closed. With a soft hum, it lifted off and sped away into the Coruscant night.
I stood there for a long moment, touching the bite marks she had left on my neck. The Dragon had many responsibilities… and now one more complicated entanglement.
I sighed and turned back toward the Temple. The war never stopped — but neither, it seemed, did the complications of the heart.