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Author's Note: Yep. About fucking time, eh? You may commence the fappins.

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We didn't even make it up the damn stairs!

Ethan's thought rang through his skull, the last he had before his mind was washed out with a warm fuzz. About six steps from the ground floor, still well within hearing of their guest, Larana had pushed the human against the wall and kissed him hard, her tongue pushing into his mouth and her hand groping at his crotch before he was entirely aware of the situation. The grey bunny's hand had no problems gripping his swiftly stiffening package, mostly because Ethan had neglected to put on underwear when he'd donned the pajamas. As the human's mind caught up with the goings on, his hands went to her back, pulling her close and deepening the kiss before sliding down her juicy rump and squeezing with both hands through the flannel.

Out in the living room, the dark-furred lapine's ears twitched at the sounds of the two bumping into the wall, her sister's giggling, Ethan's groaning, the tell-tale flump of somebody's pants hitting the floor. It wasn't fair!

Oroni knew for a fact that she was sexy. Hell, it was a natural thing, and she did her best to add to it! The way she walked, the way she talked, her well-practiced 'Smouldering Gaze', all of it was tried and true to get her anyone she wanted! The black rabbit didn't even have to use the Force to get what she wanted, she practically did all her subterfuge work with sex appeal alone. And yet...

Here she was, horny, ready, both wet and hard, even in heat for Palpatine's sake! And yet she was left tied to a fucking post!?

"No..." She muttered, gritting her teeth and flexing against the thick cables. Her ears perked against when she heard another thump, followed by her sister squealing. "No!" She jerked and twisted there on the floor, the cable starting to cut into the beam behind her as she pulled and wriggled.

Meanwhile, on the stairs, Larana lay on her back, groaning and panting, shirt bunched up over her breasts, pjs a few steps above her head, her left hand on the corresponding funbag, the other on the back of Ethan's head between her svealt thighs. His face was pressed right up against her steaming pussy, nose digging into her clit as his tongue delved into her velvety, spasming folds. His own pajamas were around his knees, his cock twitching and slick with his lover's saliva, but his mind wasn't on himself at the moment. No, right now he was more focussed on keeping his grip on her bodacious hips as they bucked again and again, her powerful legs almost throwing him off with every push, even as he pushed back down hard enough to make her smack into the stairs with a loud thump.

Her ears flopped against the stairs above her as her head shook back and forth. She gritted her teeth and let out a shriek as her pussy practically exploded in a flood of feminine juices. Her rippling walls clenched down on his tongue again and again as his chin, cheeks, and nose were coated with her slick lube, leaving him blinking when she went limp under him. "Damn."

"DAMN!" Oroni wailed out as her sister's control over her projected feelings failed, the feeling of her sister's orgasm washing over her already over-excited senses both through the Force and through the connection they shared as twins, which in itself was strengthened exponentially due to the fact that they were both Force-sensitive. Her fur was drenched in sweat and her body was heaving in every direction. It felt so good but it wasn't enough, not by a long shot! The front of her suit was stained with pre-cum, the sheen of it standing out from the comparitively dull material around it, and the stain was growing larger with every moment, her grithy meat pulsing and twitching inside the expanding wet spot.

Behind her, the industrial-strength cable was was digging into the pillar fairly deep now, sawing back and forth with every struggle she gave. Not that she noticed the slowly growing pile of sawdust on her boot heels, no, all she could consentrate on was the two life forms pumping out pheromones not thirty feet away and driving her crazy. Her thoughts were very simple at this point: Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck need to fuck need to fuck need to fuck NEED TO FUCK!

As for Larana and Ethan, well, Oroni's will was splashing around all over the place via the Force, and in their current state they couldn't exactly resist! Yes, the grey rabbit had Ethan on his back, her legs straddling his hips and her wet cunt grinding against his stiffy as she kissed him hard, his hands once again groping her ass, directly this time. They both let out a loud moan as she slammed herself down onto his cock, forcing him to hilt inside her right away, both of them only pausing to savor the sensation momentarily before Larana broke the kiss and leaned back, gripping the handrail and proceeding to bounce on him like a giant Hoppity Hop.

Oroni found her hips bouncing on their own, the shared sensations from Larana intesnifying. It was almost like the Imperial had a nice hard cock in her too! It was so good, but at the same time it wasn't actually there, the clashing feelings teasing her relentlessly. She let out an animalistic, grunting moan as she worked her body against the suit, trying to get as much sensation as possible, her writhing forcing the cable almost halfway into the post now.

Suddenly, it felt like her brain was frying, and she let out a scream that mirrored perfectly with that of Larana, who was currently just starting to cum, and cum hard from the fucking. As her eyes squeezed themselves shut, Oroni could actually see Ethan beneath her, his shirt clinging to his body with sweat, his face screwed up in his own orgasm. She could feel his cock twitching and throbbing in her burning pussy, spreading it just right and pumping in load after creamy load of hot seed into her deepest part, at last putting out the flame of her heat, if only for a little while.

Of course, that was what Larana was feeling. As soon as the Jedi came down from her orgasmic high, Oroni was released as well, only to feel that she hadn't been truly sated at all, the faux orgasm only making it worse! Her warm slickness actually dripping through her suit material, stuff that was supposed to be vacuum sealed and wearable outside an atmosphere, and dripping down her thighs now! The overload forced her to start actually whimpering, nearly sobbing for release, her eyes keeping closed until she could feel a presence not even a foot away, to prescences. It took her a moment, but she realized it was Ethan and Larana again.

The lovers stood in front of the quivering Dark Jedi, arm in arm, both stark naked now, both still sweaty, Ethan coated in a light sheen, Larana with her fur matted down, both of them breathing hard and looking very pleased with themselves.

"P-please," Oroni gasped, opening her eyes to look up at them pleadingly. "Please, please, make me cum! I'll do anything! I'll-Gnh!-I'll take you where ever you want to go, just-just-just let me cummmmm!"

Larana watched her sister and looked at Ethan, and the human knew that she was regretting putting the black rabbit through what had just happened. With a sigh, he looked back down at her and tilted his head. "How would you like to cum? With this?" He gently reached out a toe, and let it drag up the underside of her bulge before going back down. "Or maybe this?" The toe continued down, Ethan making a note about how she seemed to lack testicles as his toe went straight to her sopping folds before he pulled his foot away, watching as she gritted her teeth and groaned hard, nearly screaming.

"I DON'T CARE HOW! JUST MAKE ME CUM!" She yelled out, a bit of drool flying from the corner of her lips as she bucked and writhed. And with that, Larana reached out a hand partway to her sister, and her fingers twitched. Before Ethan's eyes, Oroni screamed even louder, bucking and twisting, her body looking like it was going to tear out of her clothes with how her bonds were tugging on the suit. That tugging left absolutely nothing to the imagination, and the two 'do-gooders' in the room were treated to quite a show as Oroni's hips forced outwards suddenly, her bulge throbbing and pulsing and jumping as it pumped out what seemed like whole cups of cum into the rest of her suit, and her thighs were flooded with the dark stain of her juices all the way down to her knees before she suddenly went limp.

Worried, Ethan started to rush to the woman's side, only to be stopped by Larana's hand on his arm. "She just passed out, she'll be fine, and I think she'll stick with her promise. After all," she gave him a blushing smile and a wink. "We could always do that again if she refused!"

"Oh, you're cruel," Ethan said, grinning and pulling her into a light kiss, to which she responded in kind, accepting that, at least for now, they were together, and there was no point in fighting it. "Now," he said, breaking the kiss and looking around at Oroni as she started to mumble and twitch, her head lolling on her shoulders a little as she began the slow climb back to consciousness. "What do we do next?"

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Ta-da! I hope you all enjoyed that incredibly sexual chapter. Of course, I say incredibly sexual, but I mean compared with the rest of the story so far. I know I certainly enjoyed writing it! I am sorry that it is, in fact, slightly shorter than the previous chapter, but it seemed like a good stopping point to me, so, boo on you.

Also, if you see any typos, point them out to me. I'll go through an edit them. Same goes for all the previous chapters too.