Garqi's Open Orbit

“I’ll forward you, it’s not a nice story...”
It had indeed not been a nice story. Only a few people knew of his troubled childhood. That was not something he was willing to share with people. That would showcase a darker side of him, and a side he was not willing to show yet. A certain tune filled his ears for a bit, the melody that was forever present in his memories, haunting him about his past. His background was colorful... to say the least. He did not always have the sort of control he had now.
“My childhood is... well it’s a blur. A blur which I haven’t cut through yet.”
This wasn’t explicitly true, but then again, it paled in comparison to what he actually was. Shivering slightly as the cold of space wrapped around his mind, he looked back at Angela.
“I joined the First Order at a mere 18 years of age. I became a Stormtrooper captain. My troops were some of the best, and I prided myself on that.”
Those has been the good old days. Running across the galaxy blasting the enemies of the First Order. He had enjoyed himself then, spending money on things that were frivolous now.
“Things went downhill from there. I was captured by the Pykes and I did their dirty work for a while. I then was captured by a Warlord but escaped him. That’s when I got my lightsaber, and when I truly found himself. Now here I stand.”

Raith almost couldn’t help but to smile. She quite clearly wore her heart on her sleeve, and he liked that. If he was honest, she was a very attractive lady through and through.
“Of course, Dr. Ziegler. Perhaps we should get to know each other better with a little more privacy.”
He knew how this sounded. It was a calculated move to tempt her. People, when they were flustered, tended to make errors. Taking her hand as per etiquette, he escorted her to the quarters. However, this was no ordinary ship. Originally designed for the Imperial Knights, there was a large area that would have been used to house a contingent of soldiers. That would no longer be necessary, so he had converted it into an ornate suite for himself.

This is his suite. Bedroom is on upper floor
Sitting down at the bar, he ordered a whiskey before turning to Angela.
“Perhaps you would like to take a seat?”

“Cheers to that.”
Clinking their glasses, Raith took a gulp from his glass, finishing it off, before ordering another one. Just getting a full bottle, he took a swig from it before setting it down rather heavily upon the table.
“So... Director Ziegler, I hear you had quite a fancy for the Supreme Commander.”
His words, though sophisticated, sounded heavier than usual. He was clearly falling under the intoxication from the several glasses and bottle of whiskey he had consumed. He felt as though the world was clouded, becoming rather distorted. He knew subconsciously that soon, he would start acting strangely, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but take another swig from the bottle that sat before him. Taking the lightsaber from his belt and setting it on the table, he began to take up Angela’s hand. Suddenly, he had a strange moment of clarity, as the Force broke through the layers of intoxication that clouded his mind. Still, he couldn’t help himself as he pulled Angela onto the dance floor. This room had been created to entertain more than just himself, evidenced by the half dozen tables for two and the large couch. Taking up her hands, he began to do a rather slow dance with her, holding her tightly to him, feeling her silky, golden hair on his chin as he held her in his arms. It was almost... addictive, holding her like this, feeling her, moving with her. They still were clearly somewhat drunk, as they almost hit one of the stools by the bar.
“You never answered me... Director.”
He spoke in a seductive tone as he whispered into her ear. He was certainly glad that he had locked the single entrance to the space beforehand, as he would never hear them end of it if one of his junior officers saw him like this. He was normally a very composed personality, and this was a side of him few, if any people ever saw.

“So, Director, we’re on a first name basis now?”
With that, he gave in to his desires and pressed his lips against hers, hands stroking her hair and holding her against him as they passionately showed their love for each other with this gesture. Feeling her mumble against his mouth as he carefully took off the halo on her head. He then noticed the trans-blue dress she was wearing, and this pushed him over the edge. Tossing the halo aside, it was soon joined by the rest of their garments as they stumbled into his bedroom.

The rest of the night passed by in a flurry of passion, lust, and love. Here was love in its most natural form, without the trimmings that society placed upon them. Two people, intent on showing just how much they desired the other, feeling the silken sheets of the bed, holding each other close. The rest of the world faded away and the two of them found each other in the darkness of the universe, and let the rest of the world fade away...

==Early Morning, Garqi Time==

Raith woke from his deep slumber and felt the silken sheets around him. The apparent messy state he was in could only be attributed to the slim form of the naked, Golden-haired woman that he picked out from amongst the chaos of the sheets. In his mind, he slowly played out the events of last night in his head, relishing each moment. At this time, his friend Faina was most likely waking up and preparing for another day as Grandmaster of the Knights. Technically, he and Angela should have been watching over the construction of the medical station. But that was just another activity. The station would be there tommorow. And the day after. Today, he would spend his time with his new-found love. He was a storm, a furious blend of warriors spirit and power. A force of Order. He needed the spark of tenacity that Angela provided, the flair of carefreeness and freedom. As Angela rested her head on his chest, he simply sat still, stroking her hair, as she roused from her sleep.
“Rise and shine, beautiful.”

Raith couldn’t help but smile. That attitude is why he loved her so much. He saw Angela climb on his lap and felt her slim fingers close around his face. He wrapped his arms around her lower back and pulled her close, pressing his lips against hers passionately before giving each bit of her body the same attention. Under the sheets, their legs tangled as the two of them relished every bit of each other. Loosely caressing her body, Raith bent her over so that she laid spread eagled beneath him. Though he had used up so much energy the night before, he still found it in him to make her writhe in pleasure, to fill her desires, as the two of them passionately joined their bodies in an effort to quench their limitless lusts. Sounds of love bounced off the soundproof walls of his chambers as he slid his hands all over her body, hungry for her. Quietly whispering each other’s name, begging for more, illuminating each other’s world.
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A while later, Angela and Raith were clad in loose robes in the downstairs area of the space. They had missed quite a bit of the day, and so they were having an elaborate lunch. She sat next to him, resting her head on his shoulder, loosely tracing out his chest with her index finger as he spooned some eggs into her mouth. She was exhausted from their... previous activities, and so he just fed her potatoes, eggs, and bacon. Lightly kissing her head and ruffling her golden hair, Raith stared deeply into Angela’s azure eyes.
“What is this, us, to you. Is it just another fling in our lives... or perhaps just an outlet for us...”
He paused to let her swallow before lightly kissing her, loving he tenderness of Angela’s lips.
“...or is it something more.”

The Gozanti Cruiser Benbow patrolled the area around the planet Garqi, with a contingent of 4 TIE fighters.