#6 in #DarthVader (6/20/24)
This story will not be a straight forward romance journey, as Vader is a dynamically difficult character. I intend to keep him as in-character as I possibly can, meaning this story will not be all butterflies and rainbow...
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Chapter 14: Dalliance
Watching her leave, I grew frightened of being left alone. I was vulnerable without Vader at my side, him and I both knew it to be true.
Ironically, to confirm my own thoughts, the door hissed open upon Vader entering mere seconds after Ciera had left, her chasing him down, actually.
"No." Vader grouched at her, not watching where he was going. His engagement was focused on his nurse while looking at her over his shoulder, stopping once within the room to turn his body halfway in her direction to get a better look at her.
She was focused intently on him, nodding respectfully, "understood, my lord. I shall make my journey back to the primary medbay."
Ciera then left, the heavy flow of air ceasing once the door had shut. Sitting down on the bed, I tried my best to keep my eyes diverted away from him. Just looking at him after what he had nearly done to me felt to be too much. He decided to speak, "there will be no further endangerments to your safety. Nevertheless, you are not to be left unattended, my confidence in the word of the vermin is no longer reliable. You will be joining me in the surveillance of the fortress to ensure progression remains steady."
His words, and the fact that he is allowing me to join him on his walkthrough lifted my spirits. With my sights on him, the apprehension I felt while faced with his armor threatened to force me back into my shell. But what Ciera had revealed to me about his secretive behavior on the Death Star filled me with a joyful, almost confident mentality. I felt enthusiasm in being desired by him, comfortable in the understanding that he was willing and determined to protect me if need be.
Wishing to please him, I nodded and stood up, recovering the robe, "Yes, my lord." Putting it on, my emotions, or my actions had led him to remain silent. It might have been the fact I had found out the truth, or maybe it was something else. But I captured his full attention, approaching him to stop before him, looking up confidently at him.
His head followed me all the way to him, lowering as I approached. Despite being ready, he hesitated. I was still cut off from him, and his breathing gave me no indication of how he may have been feeling. But through the tether, regardless of being cut off, I was able to feel a taste of what was on his mind.
My breath became shaky, feeling the sexual tension bleeding out from his mind. He craved intimacy, and the fact I was entirely receptive to it began to drive him crazy. Before he allowed his breathing to reflect his desire, he threw his focus onto the blast door to distract himself, "do not stray far from my side. Do not linger, you will be left behind. Same restrictions apply as the previous."
Deciding to toy with him, I gently bit my healing lip in nervousness before adding a seductive tone to my words, "...yes, I understand, Lord Vader..." slowly I made my way to the blast door, swaying my hips seductively. Coming to a stop once the door opened and the racing air began, I Looked back at him, unable to resist giggling while he remained in place, walking further to allow the door to shut.
