#Quinlan vos x Ventress

[mimsilverarts]

Literally how their first meeting went

A Quintress redraw of that iconic Princess Mononoke scene because it’s literally them, also because Dark Disciple broke me

[direwolfrules]

Star War As Star Trek AU: I Still Don't Have A Coherent Plot Idea But Here's Quinlan

At first I thought I'd make our favorite psychometric Kiffar some sort of Garak equivalent. But then, I remembered something. Quinlan is a being of chaos who comes in, flirts, and leaves devastation in his wake. There is only one character in Trek who could possibly fit (that doesn’t have god-like powers anyway).

That's right. Quinlan's now the Lwaxana Troi of this AU.

He comes in, flirts platonically with Obi-Wan, makes Cody want to throw him out an airlock, helps Anakin almost blow up the warp core, and calls Rex "Mr. Fetch".

He's still psychometric, an ability that I'm planning to make a common Kiffar ability.

I want to say he's an important member of Starfleet Intellegence. Like, a Commodore or Rear Admiral. It's only Cody's love of proper procedure and respect for rank that keeps him from tossing Quinlan into the holodeck with the safety protocols off.

When Korkie comes into the picture Quinlan acts as fun uncle Quin, giving the kid advice on life and how to flirt. Korkie ignores most of this, because he has sense, and because his grandpa made sure he got the talk (Adonai was not going to let another generation of his family forget birth control exists — *cough* Satine *cough* — or that healthy relationships have things like boundaries and respect — *cough* Bo-Katan *cough*).

Quinlan’s version of “The Dark Pages” repressed memory is his great-aunt forcing him to hold his parents Guardian Badges and experience their murders psychometrically. (This is an actual thing that happened in Legends. Evil great-aunt Tinté was a horrible old lady.)

At one point everyone thinks Quinlan’s defected to the Confederacy, and Obi-Wan’s feeling all betrayed. Lots of “how could he do this?!” angst moments. Starfleet Intelligence interrogates him like seventy times because he was one of Quinlan’s best friends. Siri’s placed on temporary leave from her position at Intelligence, and Aayla’s promotion to Captain suddenly isn’t happening.

Then Obi-Wan gets assigned a mission to pick up a deep cover operative and a Confederacy defector and surprise! It’s Quinlan and Ventress.

The whole defection was an undercover assignment and the treatment everyone got was meant to sell the ruse. Starfleet got intel that Ventress wanted to defect, sent in Quinlan, and the rest is history. Except for those Confederacy ships priming weapons, maybe you wanna get us out of here Obi?!

Everyone on the Resolute notices Quinlan and Ventress are a lot closer than they should be, because they're about as subtle as a brick to the face and are constantly making out in crowded hallways. Obi-Wan tries to talk to him about it, but Quinlan's playing dumb and after the last 2 months Obi-Wan just doesn't have the energy. To borrow a Voyager quote:

Quinlan: How the hell do you know when we're having intimate relations?

Obi-Wan: There is no one on Deck 9, Section 12 who doesn't know when you're having intimate relations.

[bloodbroox]

asajj is currently rescuing force users through the hidden path along with quinlan, in this essay i will-[GUNSHOT]

[butts-art]

Ventress has two hands

[sponge-eating-goblin]

So yeah I finished Jedi Survivor

[jadespiral]

Quinlan Vos 🤝 Cal Kestis, Psychometric Jedi with issues surrounding the dark side of the force who are in love with nightsisters and also survived order 66, later helping the hidden path.

[overlord-of-fantasy]

Quinlan is thirsty

Obi Wan: *drags Quinlan away from Ventress*

Quinlan, struggeling to get free: But if she´s crazy in the head then she´s crazy in the bed!

[mandos-mind-trick]

Kinktober Day 29 - Virginity

Summary: Your hunting partners offer to help you after hearing about your inexperience. 

Pairing: Quinlan Vos/reader/Asajj Ventress

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, threesome M/F/F, lesbian sex, unprotected sex, virgin!reader, virginity, inappropriate use of the Force, first time sex, oral sex, fingering.

A/N: I was going to do something different today but after everything I’ve written this month it seemed like too big of an undertaking. So enjoy this dream team threesome instead.

MASTERLIST

(Image found on Google)

You wouldn’t be surprised if there was steam roiling off your skin from how hot you feel. Between your lack of pants and the confession that had just come from your lips, you may combust at any moment.

You can’t look them in the eye. You can’t look at them at all. 

You can’t bear to see the horrified looks, the disappointment. You’re tense, waiting for the laughter, the jokes, the teasing. 

“You’ve...what?”

The disbelief hits almost the hardest. 

“Don’t be rude.” The smooth, sultry voice of your other partner is almost gentle in tone. You can almost see the way her eyes flash in warning despite your gaze being locked to the metal floor to your right. 

“I’m not being rude, I’m just...shocked. How can an absolute babe never have...not even...have you at least been kissed before?” 

“As a joke.” You murmur the words but they seem to echo through the quiet hull. “A boy in my class was dared by his friends to kiss me.” 

It falls silent between the three of you once more. You keep your gaze averted, shame and embarrassment burning under your skin still. You pull your knees to your chest, wary of the blaster wound on your thigh. 

That was what got you into this predicament in the first place. 

The hunt had gone well, despite the fact you got shot. The removal of your pants to clean the wound had been the catalyst to the events, your face already burning by the time they had been tugged down to your ankles. Quinlan’s calloused fingers on your bare thigh had practically done you in, and then the invitation to drink to a successful hunt as was tradition had been the nail in your coffin. 

The topic had come up, and the slight buzz of alcohol in your body had driven you to admitting your complete inexperience while sitting in nothing but your shirt and your panties. 

You can almost hear the silent conversation between them, something they do often. You know they’re...different. They can use lightsabers, do things normal people like you can’t. They have stronger senses, cat-like reflexes. Their honest shock at your confession is the only indicator that they can’t just read your mind like a holonovel. 

You feel so very...plain compared to them. 

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” Ventress says, shifting closer to you. “Like Quinlan said, we’re more surprised no one has ever jumped at the opportunity.” 

“No one’s ever even looked at me like that.” You say, finally lifting your gaze to hers. 

“They’re a bunch of fools.” She says, shifting even closer, her hand brushing your heated cheek. Her fingers feel cold against your heated skin. They’re always cold, but even more so with the blood rushing under your skin. 

Your heart is thumping in your chest at her proximity. You feel nervous, your palms starting to sweat. You’ve been this close to her many times. It’s never felt like this before. There’s an energy between you, like an electrical charge. You can feel it pulsing under your skin. 

Your little crush on them can’t be a secret. Not to them. It hadn’t taken long for you to fall for both of them, but you had never planned on revealing anything to them. You were more than happy to suffer in silence, doing nothing but watching and occasionally hearing. You’d take the playful teasing Quinlan and occasionally Ventress subjected you to. It was the closest you thought you’d ever get. 

“We could do it for you.” Quinlan says, both yours and Ventress’ gazes snapping to him as he sits there, a playful smirk on his face. “If you wanted.” 

“Would you like that?” Ventress asks, her voice taking on the sultry tone she used with quarries when she flirted so effortlessly with them. “Would you want one of us to give you some...experience?” 

The alcohol pumping through your system wants you to scream yes. You want to scream yes too, but you’ve hit a dilemma. Who would you want to do it? You trust both of them, and you want both of them. 

Ventress hums, leaning down close to your face. “Sleep on it.” Her breath fans your ear. “We’ll talk about it again when you’re sober.” Her lips press against your cheek, cool and soft against your warm skin. 

You’re a little disappointed as she pulls away, but you know she’s right. You’d rather think this over sober, and you know they don’t want to feel like they’re taking advantage of you, or that you might regret it in the morning. 

***

The alcohol was the only thing that helped you actually sleep. Your mind had raced until it lulled itself to sleep with thoughts of the events that had just transpired. You remember it all when you wake, every word, every bit of the conversation. You don’t rise right away as you usually do, instead you take the time to really think about their offer. 

They were offering to fuck you. One of them would wipe the label of virgin from you for good, and they wanted to. No jokes, no tricks, no teasing. You had felt the sincerity in their words. They cared enough to want you to make the decision sober. 

That was the hard part, though. Choosing one of them. 

Quinlan was likely to be the most romantic of the two. Perhaps more gentle and easygoing about it. Though, from the things you’ve heard and how he fights...it makes you a little afraid. Ventress oozes passion and dominance, but you know how ruthless and fierce she can be. You know neither of them would hurt you on purpose. They would take care of you. 

Then the image of both of them pops into your head. Quinlan’s strong chest against your back, Ventress’ lithe body pressed against your front, both of their hands and mouths on you. Heat blooms between your thighs, your legs pressing tightly together under the blankets. Would they be willing to both be involved? They’re already familiar with each other, and they’re willing to at least allow this to happen. 

The only way you’ll know is if you ask. 

Heat blooms under your skin again as you toss off your blanket, rising from your makeshift bunk. You climb down into the hull where you know they have to be, the confidence that had surged through you suddenly disappears as your feet hit the metal. They had been training, Quinlan’s chest bare, his dark skin beaded with sweat. 

You swallow thickly, trying to keep the quickly waning confidence as you approach them. 

“I want you both.” You say, your voice shaking as you stand before them. You curse it and your nerves. “I want you both to...to take my virginity.”

They share a look, a million words being shared in a short moment as they silently communicate. They turn back to you, matching smirks lifting their lips. They slowly step towards you and your heart begins to race even faster. You wonder if this is how the quarries feel when they’re being cornered. 

“You really want us both?” Quinlan asks, stepping around you until he’s hovering behind you. You can feel the heat radiating off his chest. 

“Yes.” You say, voice breathy as Ventress closes the distance in front of you, her fingers lifting to grip your chin. “I-I have...for a while.” 

Ventress’ smirk widens as she stares at you. “We know. We were waiting for you to say something, but after your confession last night we realized why you’ve never said anything until now.” 

You jump as hands close around your waist, Quinlan’s breath fanning your ear. “We didn’t realize you were so innocent. We thought you were just a shy little thing.” 

Blood is rushing in your ears from being so close to both of them, your head swimming. You feel like you might pass out, like your legs might give out and they’ve barely touched you. 

Ventress leans in closer, her breath fanning your lips. “Let’s move this somewhere more comfortable.” 

You let out a yelp of surprise as suddenly you’re off the ground and in Quinlan’s arms. You’re silently grateful he’s carrying you, as you doubt you could get your legs to move without crumpling to the floor. 

They take you to their bunk, a space you’ve only seen in passing. It’s comfortable, obviously having been remodeled a bit. Quinlan sits you down on the edge of the bed, the mattress firm under you. It’s nicer than yours, though your bed was sort of pieced together last minute. You weren’t supposed to stay with them very long, but it’s been months now and they haven’t once asked you about leaving. 

You suppose that’s not something you’ll have to worry about after today. 

Quinlan kneels down in front of you, one hand cupping your cheek. His skin is warm, and he smells a bit like sweat from his training session. “Don’t worry.” He says, obviously picking up on the nerves squirming in your stomach. “We’ll take care of you.” He leans in, breath fanning your face before he closes the distance, pressing his lips to yours. 

It’s softer than the only other kiss you’ve had in your life. You’re not sure what to do, the thousands of holofilms you’ve seen suddenly disappearing from your mind as Quinlan kisses you. He presses closer to you, tilting his head as he deepens the kiss. Your hands close around his arms, his muscles flexing as he wraps his arms around you. 

You’re panting as he’s suddenly pulled from your mouth, Ventress standing over you both. “You got your kiss.” She says, tugging him away from you. “Now it’s my turn.” 

Nerves and excitement tangle together in your stomach as Quinlan backs away from you, allowing Ventress to take his place. She’s removed most of her clothes, your cheeks warming as your eyes trail her body. Tattoos line her pale skin, sloping over curves and strong muscle. More heat pools between your legs as you stare at her, warmth blooming across your face as you meet her gaze. 

“Like what you see?” She almost purrs, reaching out to cup your chin again. 

You nod, swallowing the nervous lump in your throat. “Yes.” 

She smirks, cool fingers stroking your skin. “Good girl.” 

Something shocks through you at her words, your thighs clenching in excitement. 

“I think she liked that.” Quinlan says, stepping up behind her. His arms wrap around her waist, lips trailing across her shoulder. 

Ventress hums, eyes lidded as she stares down at you. “I agree.” Her eyes quickly trail your form. “Take off your shirt.” 

Your fingers tremble as they reach for the hem of your shirt, slowly lifting it over your head. Your skin warms even more as you find yourself in nothing but your underwear and breastband in front of them. 

“And your breastband.” Ventress says, her hands coming to rest against Quinlan’s on her stomach. 

You can’t hide the shake of your hands as you slowly pull your breastband off, dropping it on the floor with your shirt. You force yourself to meet their gaze again, both of them staring down at you appreciatively. 

“Beautiful.” Quinlan groans, his chin resting on Ventress’ shoulder as he stares at you. “If I knew she was this hot, I would have suggested this sooner.” 

You grow bashful under their stare, Ventress slipping from Quinlan’s hold to move closer to you. 

“On the bed.” She orders, your body moving before you even realize it. 

You push yourself back until you’re in the center of the bed, goosebumps forming on your skin as Ventress kneels on the end of the bed, crawling toward you like a dangerous predator. You’re forced onto your back as she crawls over your body until you’re face to face. She hovers over you, nerves and excitement rushing through you again. 

“Relax.” She whispers, lowering herself until her lips are brushing yours. “We’re going to take good care of you.” 

Her lips are cool and soft as they press against yours, her tongue licking at your lips. Your lips part, allowing her in as she presses her body against yours, skin smooth and cool against your own heated body. 

Your head begins to buzz as she kisses her way down your neck, licking and nipping at the skin. She continues to kiss her way down your body until she reaches the waistband of your underwear. Her fingers trail the skin right above it, goosebumps forming on your skin again. Her lips lift in a smirk as she dips her fingers below the waistband, sitting up to tug your underwear down your thighs. She tosses them behind her before trailing her hands back up your legs. 

She parts your thighs, baring your post private parts to her eyes. You’re already damp, folds slick with arousal. “Have you ever touched yourself?” She asks, dragging her fingers up your inner thighs. 

“O-Once.” You swallow thickly, legs trembling as she reaches the junction of your thighs. It was one of the nights you heard them. The lust and the yearning had gotten to be too much and you’d silently slipped a hand into your underwear. 

“Did you make yourself cum?” She asks with a smirk, watching your face as she ghosts her thumb over your clit. 

“Yes!” You gasp, a tingling feeling burning through you as she circles your clit with her thumb. It’s so different from your own touch, so different from being under your own control. 

Your hands grip the sheets as she slips a finger lower, prodding at your entrance. It’s a strange sensation as her finger pushes into you, your walls gripping her tightly. 

“Such a tight little thing.” She murmurs, lowering herself until her mouth is level with your clit. 

You watch with parted lips as her tongue darts out, the tip flicking your clit. You let out a quiet sound at the sensation as her tongue circles the sensitive bud, her finger slowly thrusting into you, working you open. 

The end of the bed dips as Quinlan kneels behind Ventress, his pants gone. Your eyes widen at the sight of his cock between his legs. It’s big and hard, your pussy clenching at the thought of fitting that inside you. 

Ventress pulls away from your clit, turning her head to look back at Quinlan. “I think she likes you.” She says, letting Quinlan lift her hips up so she’s on her knees. 

“How tight is she?” He asks, smoothing a hand across Ventress’ back. 

“You’d split her right down the middle.” Ventress says, a second finger prodding at your entrance. 

“You’ve got some work to do.” Quinlan says, his own hand slipping between Ventress’ thighs. 

You clamp around Ventress’ fingers as she works a second one into you. She presses a gentle kiss to your clit, slowly sinking her fingers into you. “Relax. It’ll hurt if you’re too tense.” 

You let out a shaky breath, trying to relax your body as she returns to sucking at your clit. Quiet moans vibrate through you as Quinlan teases her slick folds, his eyes meeting yours as he works her up. 

You feel warm for an entirely different reason now, heat pooling in your stomach as Ventress sucks and licks at your clit. Quiet sounds slip through your lips, your hands gripping onto the sheets as pleasure burns through you. 

“Don’t hold back.” Ventress says with a gasp as Quinlan sinks his cock into her. “Let me hear you.” 

She curls her fingers, hitting something deep inside you. A sound you weren’t sure you could even make leaves your lips, white hot pleasure burning through you. Your thighs try to clamp around her face but they’re suddenly pushed open, unable to move. You stare down at Ventress with wide eyes, her own shining with a mischievous glint. 

Quinlan’s hands grip her hips as he begins to move, thrusting into her. She moans into your pussy, focusing her efforts on your clit as she works you open. Your back arches, body writhing uncontrollably as pleasure continues to build within you. You feel like you’re hurtling towards a cliff and you can’t stop. You’re going to fall off the edge and there’s nothing you can do to change the direction. 

Ventress curls her fingers inside you again and suddenly you’re falling over the edge, body shaking as you cum around her fingers. It’s a bit uncomfortable as she pulls her fingers from you, your pussy spasming and fluttering around nothing. She laps at your entrance, tasting your cum on her tongue as Quinlan continues to fuck her. 

Her hands wrap around your thighs, holding on as Quinlan picks up his pace, the sound of his skin meeting hers loud in the room. You watch them, unable to do anything but lay there as they fuck, pinned under the awe and beauty of Ventress’ pleasure and the Force still holding your thighs open. 

Ventress’ eyes roll back as she lets out a loud moan, her nails digging into your thighs. Her back arches, pressing back against Quinlan. You can see the slight shake to her thighs as Quinlan pulls free from her, hands holding her steady as she cums. 

Her cheek rests against your thigh as she comes down from her high, arousal already slicking your folds once more. The pressure holding your thighs in place releases, your legs flopping uselessly to the bed. Quinlan gently rubs Ventress’ back as she catches her breath, her lips pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. 

“Are you ready?” She asks, pushing herself up onto her hands and knees. 

Your eyes dart nervously to Quinlan’s still hard cock, the skin glistening with Ventress’ juices. You gulp before nodding, letting your gaze flick back to Ventress. 

“Don’t be nervous.” She soothes you, crawling up towards your head. “We’ll make it as comfortable as we can.” 

She slips behind you, reclining back against the headboard. She wraps her arms around you, tugging you back against her chest. She parts your thighs over her own, holding you open for Quinlan to see. He crawls between your thighs, eyes glued to your slick folds. Your face warms as his hands slide up your thighs, thumbs parting your lips. 

“How does she taste?” He asks, voice low and gruff. 

“Sweet.” Ventress asks, gripping the back of his neck as he leans over you, kissing her. 

He groans against her lips, their kiss all tongues and teeth, your lips parting as you watch them kiss over you. You gasp as Quinlan’s fingers drag through your folds, a thick finger prodding your entrance. The sensation is very different as he presses a finger into you, sliding in easily after Ventress’ work opening you up. 

He groans against her lips again, nipping at her bottom lip as he pulls away, thrusting his finger into you. “You were right, she is a tight little thing.”

He works a second finger into you, stretching you further than Ventress did. It’s a bit uncomfortable at first, but Ventress’ hands cup your breasts, fingers brushing over your nipples sending sparks of pleasure straight between your legs. She continues her ministrations as Quinlan withdraws his fingers from your pussy, stroking them over his cock, slicking it with your juices. 

Ventress leans down to your ear, her breath fanning your skin. “Relax.” One of her hands slides across your stomach, trying to ease the tension in your body as Quinlan settles between your legs. 

“Ready?” He asks, looking at you as he drags his cock through your folds. 

You nod, letting out a shaky breath. One of his hands settles on your hip, thumb stroking your skin as he lines himself up, pressing into your tight hole. You gasp at the sensation, body jolting from the burning stretch as he pushes inside. Ventress wraps her arms around your chest, whispering quiet praises in your ear as Quinlan works his way into you slowly. 

“Good girl.” His voice rumbles in your ears, his hands stroking your skin as he slowly eases into you. “You alright?” 

You nod, chest heaving at the sensation of him being inside of you. It’s almost too much, the uncomfortable burning stretch and the knowledge of what was happening. It’s not painful, though, like you heard it could be sometimes. 

Quinlan breathes out a curse as he seats himself fully inside you, his hips stilling. 

“Don’t cum too soon.” Ventress says slyly. “We don’t want her first time to be a disappointment.” 

Quinlan lifts his gaze to her, a smirk on his lips. “Don’t worry. I’m fine. It’s our sweet girl I’m worried about.” He says, lifting his hand to your chin, his thumb brushing your lower lip. 

“I’m fine.” You gasp out, body slowly relaxing around his cock. Your skin is slick with sweat, sweat beading on Quinlan’s forehead as well.

“Good.” He says, lowering his hands to your hips. 

Ventress relaxes her hold on you as Quinlan pulls back, drawing his cock from inside you before pushing back in. You gasp at the sensation, watching his cock move in and out of you. Ventress returns her attention to your breasts, teasing your nipples as Quinlan moves inside you. 

It’s better than you thought it ever could be, sandwiched between them as they bring you pleasure you’ve never known before. Your trust for them only continues to grow as they do as they promised, making it as easy and painless as possible. Even if this is the only time you get to do this with them, you’re glad it happened. Months of pining and tension are released as they work you up, Quinlan’s thrusts picking up speed as Ventress focuses her attention on your sensitive clit. You can’t do anything but moan and shake between them, letting them play your body like an instrument as they hit all the right spots. 

“Let go for me.” Quinlan grunts, his grip on your hips tight, thrusts starting to get sloppy. “Let me feel you cum.” 

You arch back against Ventress, letting out another sound you didn’t know you were capable of as you cum, fluttering around Quinlan’s cock. He groans, pulling himself from inside you as his hand takes over, jerking himself until he cums on your stomach. 

You’re still shaking from your orgasm as Ventress wipes your stomach clean with the sheets, Quinlan maneuvering your body until you’re on your side between them, Ventress pressed up against your back. Quinlan reaches across you to wrap his arm around Ventress, sandwiching you between them again. 

It falls silent between you for a moment, your mind processing what had just happened. Ventress’ fingers draw lazy patterns on your hip, Quinlan’s arm tightening just slightly around both of you. 

“I think we should keep her.” Ventress says, breaking the silence. 

Quinlan grins, leaning forward to kiss your forehead, then he leans over you to kiss Ventress. “I agree.” He lays back down, eyes shining with something you can’t quite name as he stares at you. “Our sweet girl.” 

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[geeklyfanboying]

The Jedi and the Nightsister 💕

Have some Quintress 💚🥢♥️

The beautiful @lady-lucrezia as Asajj Ventress ♥️

Myself as Quinlan Vos

[mimsilverarts]

Posted this to both my Tik Tok and Insta for the Bad Bad Premiere (this isn’t spoilers, just a goofy idea I had after the trailer). This is how Ventress will show up, calling it now.

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Audio from “Puss in Boots: The Last Wish”

[skylarstark4826]

I loved this beautiful Fanart of the Quintress or Vevess ship from the Star Wars The Clone Wars series of the Quinlan characters Vos and Asajj Ventress together and especially because I really love the idea that while Quinlan and Asajj were together both would not only have fallen in love but both would have been literally willing to forget who they were and would have been willing to abandon everything they knew so that in that way both could be together without having any problems and in addition to both could also love each other in a beautiful public way without having problems with the code of The Jedi Order for talking about Quinlan and the Lord Sith for talking about Asajj so that they were completely free to love each other and so they could have their own beautiful and happy life together and they could also have a beautiful family together if they ask me and above all because I just found out that in the comics both spent time together and also became a beautiful romantic and Canonical Star Wars couple but above all because I really would have liked us to have seen them for a lot together in the animated series Star Wars: The Bad Batch and Star Wars: The Clone Wars... I don't know about you but I really want to see them together again in the next series and movies of Star Wars and that then we can see them again... sincerely

By the way, these beautiful Fanarts of them are not mine and the credits are not for me, but I will let you know that right here I am going to leave you the link of the real creator on Tumblr

[s0ftand0nly]

Why did I think quinlan had brown hair before this 😭

[genericficerblog]

The Bad Batch Appreciation Week Prompt 1.

The first fanfic of my @tbb-appreciation-week series of fanfics is live on ff.net and AO3.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/58667755

(The link to AO3 is not showing up properly for some reason, so I will leave it like this for now)

[believe-in-alderaan]

Imagine merrin communicating with her sisters for advice about being with cal, only to end up talking to assaj and learning she too fell in love with a jedi who used psychometry that also struggled with the darkside!!!

To quote george Lucas “its like poetry it rhymes”!!!

I love this idea. And also my heart is broken nowwwwwwww ahhhhh

This is for everyone; if you haven't read Dark Disciple, you are MISSING OUT.

[nicolabarth]

A Secret Apprentice - chapter 11

Read on AO3

Pairing: Obi-wan Kenobi/Quinlan Vos/ Asajj Ventress

Rating: Explicit

They meet Asajj in an apartment in the lower levels of Coruscant.

She answers the door with a bored look and a hand behind her back. A faint smile quirks her lips when she sees them. “Interesting. I didn’t feel you approach.”

Obi-wan tips his head toward the jedi shadow beside him, who chuckles, shrugging. “I keep a few tricks up my sleeve. You know, for special occasions.”

Asajj rolls her eyes at Quinlan’s brag, moving away from the door to let them in. “Mhm.”

Sprawled on the apartment’s ratty couch is a zabrak with honey toned skin and a crown of horns more numerous than usual. He stands when they enter, about as tall as Anakin, but lean… very lean, actually. Perhaps a little under fed.

“This is Feral,” Asajj introduces him. She nudges the nightbrother towards Obi-wan. “Say hello to your future master.”