**Chapter 794: Hyperspace Interlude**
**Scene 1: Annihilator – Supreme Commander's Private Quarters**
**Dagon POV**
Six hours until Coruscant.
In the middle of the bloodiest war the galaxy had seen in a thousand years, we had somehow earned a brief, fragile window of peace aboard the *Annihilator*. The hum of the hyperdrive was a constant, soothing backdrop as the massive flagship tore through hyperspace.
Ahsoka had decided this quiet moment needed to be turned into something far more playful.
She called it a "tickle party." I still didn't fully understand Togruta traditions, or whether she had picked up the habit from my habit of pulling the girls into surprise bear hugs. Either way, it had started innocently enough — her fingers dancing across my ribs, trying (and failing) to find a weak spot. Not that it worked on me. My enhanced body barely registered it as a tickle.
But her laughter was infectious, and soon the mood shifted from playful to something warmer, heavier.
I lay back on the large bed, contemplating how far my relationships had come. Intimacy, dating, makeouts, more intimacy… and then even more intimacy. It felt like I was subconsciously trying to cram fifty years of being a virgin into just three years in this galaxy. Probably not healthy, but after everything we had survived, I wasn't about to deny myself — or them — these moments.
"Could you stop being deep in thought already?" Ahsoka teased, crawling into my lap and curling against my chest. "You make us feel younger than we already are."
"Sorry," I murmured, wrapping my arms around her. "Just thinking about how far I've changed from my old life. Sometimes I wonder if these last moments could last forever."
"Aren't you the one who said things are beautiful *because* you know they will eventually end?" Ahsoka replied softly, leaning up to brush her lips against mine.
I kissed her back, slow and deep at first. Then the hunger took over. My hand slid into her montrals, gripping gently as the kiss grew heavier. Ahsoka blushed, a soft orange flush spreading across her cheeks and down her neck.
"This time I won't be able to hold back," I warned, voice low and rough.
"Then don't," she whispered against my mouth, golden eyes burning with need.
**Scene 2: Deeper**
I flipped us smoothly, laying Ahsoka on her back as I moved down her body. My mouth found her breasts, sucking one hardened nipple between my lips while my tongue swirled around it. Ahsoka moaned loudly, back arching as her fingers tangled in my white hair.
"Dagon… yes…"
I gave the other breast the same attention, sucking harder, grazing my teeth lightly over sensitive skin until she was squirming beneath me. My hand slid lower, fingers tracing her slick folds before pushing two inside her. She was already soaked.
I moved further down, spreading her legs wide. My tongue replaced my fingers, licking slowly from her entrance up to her clit before sucking the sensitive nub into my mouth. Ahsoka cried out, hips bucking against my face as I devoured her. I added a third finger, curling them deep while my tongue flicked rapidly over her clit.
Her moans grew louder, more desperate. "Dagon— I'm— oh stars—!"
She came hard, thighs clamping around my head as her walls clenched around my fingers. I didn't stop, licking her through the orgasm until she was trembling and gasping.
Ahsoka pulled me up, kissing me fiercely, tasting herself on my tongue. Her hand wrapped around my hard cock, stroking me firmly as she whispered, "My turn."
She pushed me onto my back and slid down my body, golden eyes locked on mine as she took me into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head before she sank lower, sucking me deep. I groaned, hand gently guiding her head as she bobbed, taking more of me with every stroke. Her hand worked the base while her mouth focused on the sensitive head, sucking and licking until my hips were twitching.
I pulled her up before I lost control, kissing her deeply as I positioned myself between her legs.
**Scene 3: Claimed**
I flipped Ahsoka onto her stomach, pulling her hips up so she was bent over with her ass raised high. She looked back at me, eyes hazy with lust.
"Please…" she begged softly.
I rubbed my cock against her soaked entrance before thrusting in deep in one smooth motion. Ahsoka moaned loudly, pushing back against me. I set a hard, steady rhythm, hands gripping her hips as I drove into her again and again.
One hand slid forward to massage her C-cup breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples while the other moved lower. I pressed a finger against her tight ass, circling before slowly pushing inside. Ahsoka cried out in pleasure, pushing back harder onto both my cock and finger.
"You feel so good," I growled, thrusting deeper, faster. My hips slapped against her ass with every powerful stroke. I leaned over her, one hand still playing with her breasts while the other rubbed her clit in tight circles.
Ahsoka was shaking, moaning my name like a prayer. "Dagon— harder— please— I'm so close—!"
I gave her what she wanted. I rammed into her with deep, punishing thrusts, finger moving in her ass in time with my cock. Her walls clenched around me as she came hard, crying out as her orgasm ripped through her. I kept going, fucking her through it until her legs gave out.
I flipped her onto her back again, spreading her legs wide as I thrust back inside. Our bodies moved together in perfect rhythm, skin slick with sweat. I kissed her deeply, swallowing her moans as I drove us both toward the edge.
With a final, powerful thrust, I buried myself deep and came hard, filling her as she clenched around me in another shattering orgasm. We stayed locked together, panting, hearts racing.
Ahsoka smiled up at me, lazy and satisfied, tracing a finger along my jaw.
"Best way to spend six hours in hyperspace," she whispered.
I kissed her forehead, holding her close. The war waited for us at Coruscant, but for now, in this stolen moment, there was only her — warm, beautiful, and mine.