A Perverted Galaxy Far Far Away (Star Wars)

“You learned Telekinesis from Master Ti. You learned Healing from Master Unduli. And now here you are, to learn Diplomacy from me. Tell me, Initiate Vondin… why do you think that was the order in which these lessons were scheduled?”
 
Blinking, Tylo shifts a little where he’s sat cross-legged across from Master Gallia. Adi Gallia wasn’t just a Jedi Master, nor was she even just a member of the Jedi High Council. On top of those accomplishment, she was the current liaison between the Jedi Order and the Senate. The Jedi Master was a Tholothian female, which left her with darkish brown skin tinted in blue and striking inhuman blue eyes. But more than that was the fact that she had a scaled cranium instead of hair, with fleshy tendrils that hung off of her skullcap.
 
Even with the obvious alien-like qualities, she was still just as beautiful as the others. And yet…
 
Mm, I can see the appeal, I suppose. If even half the stories my fellows Masters have told me are true, then he’s certainly a brash young man. But I could tell that Shaak Ti was more afraid of her own reactions to him then the boy himself. Meanwhile, Unduli was trying to chase me away with her warning. Luminara wants the boy all to herself, doesn’t she?
 
She still had amorous intent towards him, but it was surprisingly more measured. She was holding back her lurid desires even mentally and focusing on what she considered more important. Swallowing thickly, Tylo bows his head in respect.
 
“Master Gallia… I would not presume to know the minds of Jedi Masters such as yourselves. But… I imagine it was because most prospective learners my age do not take well to Diplomacy or Healing?”
 
He was cheating so fucking hard. It was all right there for the taking though, how could he resist? The reason that he’d been started with Master Ti the first day was because they’d found they got better results by getting it out of the Initiate’s system, so to speak. Of course, he’d also proven to be a bit beyond their expectations with his learning speed.
 
He wasn’t supposed to excel at Master Ti OR Master Unduli’s techniques during his very first lesson with the two of them. He was supposed to fail, only to be passed off to Master Gallia in order to learn some of the basics first. The basics, which in turn had everything to do with Diplomacy.
 
“You are… mostly correct. At the end of the day, we all exist within the Force, young one. This means that we must negotiate and work with the Force on a daily basis. Many do not instinctively understand this. As important as our roles as Peacekeepers and Counselors out in the wider Galaxy is, we teach Diplomacy because you must learn how to be diplomatic with the Force first, before you can learn how to bring understanding and peace to beings who do not have quite as strong of a question as us.”
 
Of course, you seem to be quite prone to aggressive negotiations, aren’t you, young one? Going to whip out that cock of yours and slap it across my face like you did Shaak Ti and Luminara? I wouldn’t mind…
 
Ugh, of course she’s a fucking pervert like the rest of them. Not that Tylo himself was at all innocent at this point, now was he? He’d enjoyed his time with Shaak Ti and Luminara… but no! No, he’d already decided before coming here today that he would take things a bit slower. He wasn’t going to interrupt Master Gallia’s lesson.
 
“I believe I understand, Master Gallia. I’m eager to learn more from you.”
 
Well now, much more polite then either of the others claimed. I’m a little disappointed… still, perhaps there’s hope for him yet.
 
“Then let us begin.”
 
The next couple of hours are… hard for Tylo. Just as hard as his lessons with Master Ti and Master Unduli were, if he’s being honest. He soaks up all that Master Gallia is saying all the same, of course. It’s not quite as… unrelated to the Force as he originally thought. He’s not learning customs for distant royal houses on planets he’ll never visit, or anything like that.
 
No, she’s teaching him how to reach out to the Force and not just listen to it as all younglings learned, but actively converse with it. It feels a little strange, if he’s being honest. And yet, he thinks he’s getting the hang of it. It’s not like the Force is speaking directly to him or anything as he ‘converses’ with it, but he gets this sense of alien happiness that he knows didn’t come from him. Like the Force is giddy with excitement that he’s paying it so much attention.
 
Or maybe that’s just Master Gallia, who’s constant thoughts about his aggressive nature or lack thereof, are making it a little harder for Tylo to concentrate. Half the time, her thoughts are as calm as her outward appearance. Mentally, she represents a sort of tranquility that the other female Masters he’d trained with so far had not.
 
But only half the time, as if she’s learned to suppress her true self partially, but not all the way. Because the rest of the time, while her outward control is admirable, inwardly he can tell just what she wants. It’s the same as the others. She wants his cock. She wants a taste of him sexually. She wants to see if he’ll fuck her, if he’ll dominate her like he did those before her.
 
He refuses to do so without more cause, and eventually Master Gallia smiles at him.
 
“Let us try a more practical lesson now. As a Jedi Knight, you will be expected to listen and converse with not just the Force, but those that exist within it. Which is, as I said previously…”

 
Tylo senses her wanting him to finish her sentence, so he nods decisively.
 
“Everyone.”
 
Her answering smile has just a trace of lurid desire in it… or perhaps he’s just imagining things because he can read her mind.
 
“Very good. Yes, everyone exists within the Force. Not just us, not just the Jedi, but everyone. And when you need to make someone happy, you can use the Force to find out what it is they desire. That’s what I want you to try to do with me now. I want you to look through the Force and see what it is I might desire. Once you think you know it, we may begin negotiations. Begin.”
 
Of course, what I really want is him to fuck me. But he’s just an Initiate. Perhaps he’ll fail in the lesson and whip it out all the same. We can proceed from there, if that’s the way he wants to do things. Mm, for now…
 
He does TRY and put the teachings of the Jedi Master before him to use. He uses the Force instead of his mutation, and he thinks he knows what she’s thinking about. She wants him to think that she desires… fruit juice from the cafeteria? So what, the negotiations would become what he would get if he went and got it? Probably something sexual, he bets. But that’s not the truth, now is it? He knows what she really wants, and there’s no point in negotiating for a reward when that reward is her true desire.
 
Straightening up though remaining seated, Tylo looks Adi Gallia in her gorgeous blue eyes and nods decisively.
 
“I know what you want, Master Gallia.”
 
Smiling lightly, the Tholothian bobs her head up and down.
 
“Very good. Then let’s begin negotiations.”
 
There’s a beat of silence. Adi Gallia raises an eyebrow at him in question, and Tylo, feeling somewhat impish, does the same right back to her. Just as she’s opening her mouth to speak, he goes even further by overriding her.
 
“Well, Master? We both know what you want… so what are you going to offer me for it?”
 
What? He couldn’t possibly mean…
 
When the High Council Member goes to speak again, Tylo AGAIN talks over her, going for the kill.
 
“You want my cock, Master Gallia. But I’ve already had my way with Knight Secura, Master Ti, and Master Unduli. So why should I waste my time with you?”
 
Oh… oh my…
 
In his admittedly limited experience, it’s rare that a Jedi Master’s expression line up with her inner thoughts, at least before he’s gotten his cock inside of them. But in this instance, Adi Gallia’s eyes are wide, and her mouth opens and closes like a fish a few times. He’s shocked her into silence. At least for a second, she recovers quickly enough.
 
“Initiate Vondin, I don’t know what you think you’re feeling…”
 
Don’t give up now, young man. Sometimes you have to play hard to get, but sometimes you just have to play hard.
 
Scoffing, Tylo finally stands up and pulls his cock out of his pants. He DOESN’T slap it down on the Jedi Master’s face though, in face he stays right where he is, a few feet away from her as Adi Gallia’s eyes zero in on his member immediately.
 
“This is what you want, Master. You want this inside of you. But I ask again… what’s in it for me?”
 
So… so very forward. This young man… he’s got me dead to rights, doesn’t he? He’s seen right through me… Ti and Unduli were right, he IS dangerous, but in all the best ways.
 
When Master Gallia doesn’t immediately speak up, but Tylo DOES hear all of that, he grins a little.
 
“How about we start off easily. Give me a blowjob, and I’ll consider fucking you, Master.”
 
Nodding shakily, clearly not even trusting herself to speak at this point, the Jedi Master crawls forward. It’s somewhat exhilarating, having a Jedi Master eating out of the palm of his hand. He’s not forcing her onto her back or going hard and fast on her. She’s coming to him, and as she takes his cock into her mouth, Tylo groans in enjoyment of her tongue along his dick.
 
“Fuck, just like that…”
 
His hand comes down atop her scaled cranium, and though it feels rather odd, he hadn’t been turned off by Knight Secura’s Lekku or Master Ti’s Montrals, so why would he be turned off by Master Gallia’s Tholothian heritage now? Instead, he fondles her skull cap and the floppy tendrils hanging off of them, even as she moans around his cock and swallows more of his length into her mouth by the moment. Listening to her thoughts makes it all the easier to find out what she likes and doesn’t like.
 
A-Ah, he’s so dominant, so in charge. He knows just how to treat a Force-Sensitive Woman, doesn’t he? F-Fuck, I want more… c-could do with a little less pulling though, that hurts…
 
Adjusting his grip so he’s not hurting her, Tylo also doesn’t participate much further in the sexual encounter. Instead, he stands there and lets Adi Gallia have control. After all, this is her trying to prove to him that he should fuck her. This is her trying to ‘negotiate’ with him on where he’s going to stick his big fat cock next. If she wants more, she’s going to have to prove herself.
 
The Jedi Master does her best to impress the young Initiate. Her tongue swirls around his cockhead, and her lips suction along the length of his member until she reaches the base of his cock. Her throat feels heavenly around his cock, though interestingly enough, it seems Tholothians don’t have a gag reflex, because she takes him down into her gullet without a single gag or choke, gurgling a little, but otherwise having no complaint with the intrusion.
 
As she throat fucks herself with wild abandon on Tylo’s cock, he’s listening in, of course. He’s listening to what she’s thinking, he’s hearing it all. Something that flits through her mind, just a passing thought really… it catches his attention. Tylo’s breath catches at the mental image of what Adi Gallia is thinking about, provided by her mind for him.
 
… Yeah, yeah, he could go with that. Fuck, it was the hottest thing he’d ever imagined. Though, it wasn’t the only option, and maybe he didn’t want to go that far. Hm, this was going to be a tough call, wasn’t it?
 
Still, even with his thoughts in turmoil, Tylo has three options that he’s come to, by the time he finally finishes in Adi Gallia’s mouth. Filling the Tholothian Jedi Master’s throat with his seed is definitely one of the highlights of his week. And that’s coming from an entire week of similar highlights. Still, there’s something undeniably enjoyable about making Adi Gallia come to him, about not rushing to just take her once he knew her true feelings on the matter, but instead making her admit to wanting to be taken first.
 
Regardless, once she’s done swallowing every drop, Master Gallia pulls back and looks up at him with those bright blue eyes of hers, licking her lips.
 
I want him to fuck me. He’s right, I want it so badly. But was this enough? Will he demand more? There are so many demands he could make of me… so many delicious, delicious demands. I would satisfy them, just to have a chance with him…
 
“How am I doing, Initiate? Are negotiations going well? Have I convinced you to give me a try?”
 
Fuck, she’s so fucking hot and horny.  Adi Gallia is hot and ready to trot. And no matter how he looks at it, Tylo has a decision to make.
 
First, he could say the blowjob was enough and fuck her right then and there. Just… take her to pound town like he had Ti and Unduli and Secura, but this time do it after making her beg for it a little more.
 
Second, he could demand anal from her first. Demand she give up her asshole to him, and then he’d let her cunt have it too. This was one of the options he’d seen in her thoughts. Adi Gallia had never been fucked in the ass before… and yet, she’d always been curious about what it felt like.
 
Third, and this too was an idea he’d taken right from Adi Gallia’s mind… the Tholothian Jedi Master had a cousin, another female Tholothian Jedi Master named Stass Allie. She wasn’t a member of the Jedi High Council quite yet, but she was on the way there. Tylo had never met her before, but he’d seen images of her in Adi Gallia’s mind. She was plenty pretty.
 
Master Gallia seemed to think that him demanding she bring Master Allie into things and force her to convince her cousin to help her ‘negotiate’ with him would be an acceptable next step. Of course, she didn’t in a million years think he even knew enough about Allie to be able to suggest such a thing. It was a simple passing fantasy in Master Gallia’s mind as she’d deep-throated his member.
 
But it didn’t have to be… not if he wanted to go for broke.
 
Three options, or at least that was what his multitude of options could be boiled down to. What was Tylo going to do?