Week before the season 3 premier.

In his cabin, Ezra was getting dressed for his daily workout, getting out of his clothes and fitting himself into his shorts and shirt. While changing, he looked at the pile of old clothes he left laying around and hadn't touched in the last week, what he had been wearing when he first entered this ship. It was good to finally be rid of that old jacket and the rest, he had been wearing it for years...it was only recently that he finally started to outgrow it. So now he had a new set of clothes which fit the ever growing young man.

"Thanks to my schedule."

Every day, he would spend an hour in the Lounge just working his body. After Kanan stopped training him and instead decided to spend much of his time just sitting outside in isolation, it freed up Ezra's schedule. After he did all his regular activities like leading a mission or pushing cargo around, he had the time to work on his physique. It was apart of Ezra's plan to really make himself more capable and mature and less like a child as Sabine and Zeb liked to remind him of such. Considering he was getting into a more active role within the crew, basically compensating for Kanan's absence, the last thing he wanted was to be seen as a child. So first, Ezra had chopped off all his long hair. Then, he started eating more and exercising more, and it wasn't long before he found himself getting bigger and soon he was slightly taller than Sabine, much to his own surprise (and likely hers). With his body changing, he needed new clothes to go with it.

"Everything's working out."

His abilities as a Jedi weren't suffering because of it, either. Despite Kanan not training him, Ezra found another source of knowledge. After he got dressed, he looked at the helmets he had lined up as apart of his collection. Dumb things...he should probably get rid of them. Still, they made for a good place to hide his secret.

"Got anything for me today?" He wondered as he picked up a helmet and took the ancient artefact it was hiding in his hand. "Anything at all?"

He shook it a little. But it didn't open. It seemed to only open when it wanted to...which annoyed Ezra. Getting little snippets of knowledge at a time wasn't enough, if he was going to fill Kanan's shoes then he needed to be far more than what he currently is, which meant he really needed to crack this open.

"Ugh...I guess, for now, improving these muscles will do." He sighed, putting the holocron and helmet away.

Ezra looked at the compartments that Zeb used, it's where the Lasat kept some gym equipment that he allowed Ezra to use. Like small dumbbells...Ezra liked those, he liked working on his arms the most. Problem was, the dumbbells weren't there. They were gone.

"Huh...did I leave them somewhere?"

He thought about the possibility of having left them elsewhere or if Zeb had taken them. But Ezra didn't believe so, Zeb only worked out for fun rather because he actually needed to. The Lasat could bench steel, probably. Ezra didn't think he could even do that, but he could get strong enough to punch real hard. His once-noodle arms weren't cutting it.

Of course, he really wanted that equipment. So he headed out his room and looked inside the storage compartment near the cockpit, but aside from basic tools that Hera used for maintaining the ship and Chopper, he found nothing he needed.

"Where in the kriff are they?" He asked himself. "I'm not gonna have to settle for sit-ups and push-ups, am I?"

Ezra walked down the halls for the Lounge to check the storage room there. But as he slid the doors open to walk inside, the sound of music filled the air. Rock music. And a sight that made him freeze.

Sabine had gotten here before he did, and she was doing exactly what Ezra would be doing, or should be doing if the equipment hadn't been nicked by a culprit, which Ezra now knew was her. He saw the gym equipment lying down. And she...was just trying to lift a particularly big weight, to no avail. What was particularly torturous was that her butt was sticking right out in front of him, but she quickly turned around when she heard someone enter. But the brief glance was enough to stick in Ezra's head.

"Ezra?" She said his name as she stopped what she was doing and stared at him.

Ezra could see she was a bit...embarrassed. At this time of day, no one was typically in the ship so she thought she had peace. But Ezra knew that Sabine was always elsewhere this time of day...usually. This was a first for her to be in here about now, even more so that she was actually working out. She looked at the stereo that she also borrowed from Zeb and swiftly went to turn it off before the loud music was silenced.

"What is it?" She asked firmly, almost a little annoyed.

Ezra could understand. He didn't find it enjoyable to be walked in on as he did his sit-ups, for example...in the few instances it happened. But Sabine being here...this was actually much better than him being alone.

"Hah, well I was just gonna do my work-out..." He said, a small smile forming as he tried to play it smooth. "But...maybe I should stay for the show instead?"

Sabine scoffed and crossed her arms, almost shrinking up a bit, and gestured to the equipment she left lying around.

"Take what you want and go." She told him with a sigh.

Ezra looked her over. She was certainly a...captivating sight. Sports bra which fit snugly around her small breasts and shorts which fit just as snug...she kept the gloves on though. Her frame was fairly toned, unsurprisingly considering how active she was. Ezra had never seen so much of her skin before. Or the art that marked her skin...

"Nice tats." He complimented simply.

On her left shoulder, a swirly detail of some kind extended from near her collar to her elbow. He also saw what appeared to be a small bird flying up her right leg. The art was a nice black, contrasting with the olive of her skin. Really, he could've stared at her forever.

"Wow, that thigh gap..."

But Sabine interrupted him when she clicked her fingers several times.

"Back to the present Ezra." She spoke unamused at his adventurous eyes, leaning forward a bit and looking at him as if he was a child. "Not the future...and whatever you were envisioning."

Ezra could see she was a bit flushed, a certain rosiness coming through her skin. But Ezra, despite feeling rather nervous himself, had gathered the courage to not be the little kid he so wanted Sabine to no longer see. This was an opportunity.

"What, you're not shy, are you?" He asked with a chuckle, as he went to get one of Zeb's smaller dumbbells.

Ezra was...going to make himself comfortable.

"Of you? No!" Sabine retorted, uncrossing her arms and not hiding her figure to prove it.

He knew that would...make her muster up her pride, Sabine was just a rather prideful person after all. Ezra picked up one of the weights and sat down. He started lifting it in his right hand, placing his left hand on his knee and his legs spread open. He positioned himself so that all his muscles looked obvious.

And noticed them, Sabine did.

"Don't mind if I work out with you, then?" He said without looking at her.

Sabine just glared sharply at him. Ezra, recently, had become a bit of a smug bastard. Since Kanan became inactive and Ezra stepped up, which was admittedly admirable. But it didn't do well for his attitude. He was...more arrogant and proud, and felt the need to assert himself over others. Especially Sabine. She actually thought he got enjoyment out of trying to control her, or something.

"He thinks he owns me just because he's our squad leader now?" She thought, disgusted at him just thinking.

"Huh...I could still kick his ass."

But watching him work out...Ezra really was more buff then she remembered. She did start noticing that muscles were beginning to bulge out his sleeves during her daily interactions with him, but here she was witnessing them naked and at work. They were...impressive.

"How did he get so...toned? So quickly?" She thought, rather confused. "He's taller than me, too!"

Ezra wasn't the only one captivated by appearances.

Ezra pumped the weights a little while, when he looked up he caught a glimpse of Sabine staring until she made eye-contact and quickly turned away, feeling guilty that she got caught staring at him and suggesting that she too liked what she saw. She walked over to the rod that was wedged into the frame of the door that led into the galley which she used to do pull-ups. She wasn't going to let herself get pushed around by Ezra...so she was going to stay and finish her exercises. She might even get to jab at his ego a couple times, too.

Ezra was seeing it as an opportunity to showcase how much more mature he was. He wanted Sabine to know that he wasn't a little boy anymore.

"I'll go if you're feeling uncomfortable." He assured her in a teasing tone, smiling to himself.

Sabine thought about how she wanted to do all this. She figured the best thing to do, would be to brush off Ezra like she used to back in the day. That would really jab at him.

"I'm not uncomfortable, kid."

She put extra emphasis on that last word. Kid. The very thing Ezra didn't want to be associated with right now, Sabine wanted to get under his skin. She still seemed to be under the impression that because she was a measly two years older, that she was somehow far more mature and could talk down to him. Ezra knew that Sabine had become offended by his growing up and being more of a leader. Maybe she was jealous? Regardless...she liked to pretend he was still as when he first met her, likely to spite him.

"Pfft, I could probably lift her up with one arm." He thought to himself.

She was pretty small.

"Uh hu." Ezra frowned briefly, but he had ways of his own to get under her pretty tanned skin. "So...why are you working out in here, all of a sudden?"

She didn't even need to answer. Ezra knew why she was even doing this. A few days ago, Sabine encountered Ezra during one of his particularly arrogant and moody phases. So she challenged him to an arm wrestle to put him in his place, being all smug and confident as she did so. The result shocked her, because it was her hand that ended up getting smacked on the table. It took a bit of effort, and Ezra admittedly struggled...but he defeated her. The retries she had with him later, ended with Ezra winning more and more confidently.

She probably wasn't happy to be physical bested by the "kid." And now, she was trying to close the gap in strength by working out.

"I need a reason?" She muttered.

Sabine looked over her shoulder for a moment, then back at the rod. She was hesitant, she felt a bit...awkward to be working out in the same room as the guy who she knew had the hots for her. Especially with her, and him, being dressed rather sparsely. But something about this whole scenario was...fascinating to her. She couldn't deny that Ezra looked damn good when he was lifting weights, and she didn't want him to go because...she wouldn't see those muscles, she wouldn't be in this...sexy aroma.

Sabine knew he'd enjoy seeing her exercise too.

"Kriff it."

Sabine gripped the bars firmly then heaved herself up, lifting herself so that her shoulders were above the bars, then swiftly lowering so that her feet planted on the ground before she heaved up again. As she did that, Ezra swapped hands and began working on his other arm. But as he was sat down, his eyes were looking dead at her back. He could sense the...conflict in her, but still she was pushing herself to excercise. He could feel that some amount inside was...intrigued. That was good. But she felt a little nervous too, it was in the air around her as much as within herself.

The last thing he wanted was for her to be uncomfortable. But he still had to establish that he was someone to respect.

"You shouldn't feel bad about before, Sabine." He said, still smiling to himself. "I have grown up."

She continued to do her pull-ups without stop.

"Ah, Ezra...ugh...you'll always...uff...be that funny kid...on Lothal..."

Ezra curled his lips, she was intent on talking down to him. Her ego had lately been hurt by him, after all. So...maybe instead, he should feed it.

"Hey, you know that's not true..." He stood up and casually walked over to her.

Sabine felt the stepping. Felt his presence get closer. And eyes digging into the back of her head and all that was below. Why did it make her feel...excited?

Ezra leaned comfortably against the wall next to her, looking at her work. His eyes trailed up and down as she moved in the same directions.

"Eh, maybe..." She said, herself finally smiling. "I'll need more...evidence."

Her examples of evidence were from the darkest corners of her mind, of course. The whole situation inspired them and she couldn't stop...why did she need to? At this point...she was just embracing the atmosphere.

"Well, I know one thing for sure..." He said, eyes really taking in the sight of her shapely body and ears the sound of her sexy grunts. "That you and me make a pretty good team."

"Team, huh?"

"Well, it's mostly me, but..." He paused for a moment, thinking of something clever to say. "Don't worry, though You do...pretty great under me."

Speaking that...innuendo send a jolt of excitement through Ezra. And the same happened to Sabine when she quickly caught onto it judging by her brief pause. Ezra was pleased, that was a genuinely good comment that his younger self could only dream of getting to work.

Sabine was just...surprised. This really wasn't the Ezra she first knew. He was an asshole, and too arrogant for her tastes...but why did she find it fun all the same?

This whole scenario was turning out to be...ridiculously hot.

"You're no Kanan, but...you get the job done, I'll admit." She said as she kept grunting and heaving. "You know me, though. I've never been one for rules and orders..."

"Oh, I know." He agreed, crossing his arms and resting his head back against the wall. "Still, I think you respect me. You take my orders pretty good."

Sabine silently heaved for a moment, she probed inside her own mind for an equally good innuendo. She hesitated, but tried it for herself with a big smile.

"I can take a lot more than that, kid."

Ezra raised an eyebrow. He couldn't even be mad at that comment. But she was being disrespectful.

"This kid is gonna have to put you in your place, in a moment..." He smirked. "Talking back to a higher ranking officer, and all..."

"Hah. You think because you won a few arm wrestles that you're better?" She said sweetly, with an obvious mocking tone. "Or because you kissed Sato's rear a few times?"

She finally got off the rod as she planted her feet firmly on the ground. What killed Ezra, was that he saw her butt jiggle a bit underneath the shorts when she did. They...didn't exactly leave much to the imagination. Soon, she was looking right at him, arms on her hips and smiling just as smug as he was.

Really, they were both a pair of hypocrites.

"It's not all pure strength, Ezra." She informed him, bringing out her combat knowledge. "It's technique. It's about how you direct that strength. I know my martial arts...do you know yours?"

Ezra could only keep smiling back. He had the strength but admittedly he knew nothing of actual melee combat outside a lightsaber. It's one thing the holocron hadn't taught him...yet.

"Yeah, that's what I thought." She nodded, proud of herself. "You can win a funny game but...in a real fight? I'd floor you...kid."

She wasn't expecting him to think of a comeback. Really, he couldn't. It actually put a dent in his ego, and it showed because his face tensed up for a moment, for a brief moment he felt once more what it was like to be his younger rejected self...but he relaxed again. Despite their seemingly angsty relationship...they were both having a lot of fun. This atmosphere was so irresistibly addictive...because the two of them hadn't been in anything like this before.

"Well then..." He shrugged as he stepped up to the rod. "You better show me how it's done then, Wren."

It was Ezra's turn to have a turn on the rod, and do his pull-ups. But he pretty much jumped onto it, and his body swayed as he poorly tried to lift himself up. But slowly, he was getting there. Sabine could see the gap between his shorts and shirt...where a part of his firm stomach was visible. Her eyes buried into the slit, seeing the...masculinity underneath. It made her swallow.

"Do I dare..?" She wondered, feeling a rush of intrigue again.

She dared.

"You need to straighten yourself out..." She told him, reaching out.

Her hands stopped just before she touched him...she hesitated. Once she went down this path...

"Kriff it."

Sabine held the sides of his stomach and stopped his swaying. Ezra looked down at her, a brief wave of surprise crept over him. But it turned into interest. Sabine didn't just touch him, her fingers couldn't help but...lightly brush over his skin.

She was fascinated.

"Oh...you got her, Ezra." He told himself.

Ezra smirked and let go of the bar, Sabine also letting go of him and stepping back. She pretended she didn't do anything but...they both know she was guilty. Ezra continued to play it smooth.

"All this exercise is making me warm." He said rather seductively.

Having been filled with confidence with recent developments, Ezra casually reached under his shirt. Sabine froze up and stared with a blushed face as the shirt came off over his head. He then held the shirt out and let it drop out of his hand before standing his hands on his hips.

His arms and stomach...his shoulders, too. Everything was nicely toned. Ezra really had been working out. He was muscular but not too much so, enough so that he admittedly still looked boyish and cute but...wow. She made eyes contact with him, her face still and blank. Then she looked back down to his chest.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Her hand slowly reached out, and she formed a point. Her finger touched his chest, and Ezra almost shivered from the simply contact. He watched her as he felt the finger trail down in fascination. It was pretty obvious that Sabine had never got to see such a perfect male specimen so close up before. But soon her hand went back...she didn't actually regret touching him, either.

"Touch for touch?" Ezra suggested.

He didn't even wait for Sabine's reply but her silence was indication enough? Ezra reached out with his hand, and like her, had a go at trailing her with his finger. He started from her chest, and moved it down between her breasts. Sabine didn't resist, but she seemed tense...she was eyeing him firmly, like she simple contact made her freeze.

Ezra wanted to relax her.

"You're lovely." He smiled as he had fun stroking up and down her chest.

He could see that, underneath the thin bra, she was getting aroused. Little erections of her nipples began to appear under the cloth. It was her giveaway.

On Ezra's end...he was excited. So was she, admittedly. But him especially. He always fancied the heck out of Sabine, so to be doing all this with her was...exhilarating. He had every intention to make the most out of this.

"You got to look at my nipples, so..." He muttered as his hand reached for the bottom of her bra.

Sabine's mouth shaped to form a gasp when her bra came right up over her chest, but she continued standing still and silently..letting Ezra take in all of her sights. Looking at his face, he seemed so captivated. He did get to see her supple breasts come free, after all.

"Ugh, wow..."

Ezra placed the tip of his finger on her right nipple. It was hard. He pressed it a bit, felt the soft mound they were peaked on. Sabine looked down and watched him amuse himself with her. But it wasn't enough, he wanted more. So with both hands, he rested them on her. Both thumbs were resting on her breasts and getting a good feel for how soft she was. Her sensitive little nipples were getting all the attention.

It made her let out a soft moan. Hearing it really inspired Ezra. He took a moment to stop playing with her and looked up at her guilty face. She looked at him blankly, he was a bit surprised even though he shouldn't have been. He stood up, keeping his hands on her, really emphasising how small she could look in comparison to him, and leaned a bit towards her face.

"Aren't you just adorable..."

He went in for a kiss. He might've nearly gotten it too, but Sabine turned her head away.

"C'mon, let's go all out!" Ezra said, cupping her chin and making her face him again.

She had that feisty, stern look plastered on her face, like if he tried to kiss her she'd bite. He liked her like that. It was really getting him hot.

"Okay I get it..." He said, letting go of her. "Touch for touch."

Ezra, internally, took a deep breath.

"Okay...here goes..."

Ezra looked down, and she looked down with him. All this touching had made him very aroused. His shorts had this big bulge sticking out, that even she didn't notice till right now. Her eyes went surprised as she couldn't tear her eyes from Ezra slowly pulling his shorts down.

"Ugh..."

He grunted softly, the clothes still going down. Sabine saw some of his crotch till the shorts came down a certain length. When they did, this...thing...just sprang up.

"Ah, that's better." He slipped his shorts down his ankles and then held them up, before letting it drop to the floor carelessly.

Sabine's eyes were fixed. Down below, this solid shaft made itself known. Eight inches, a pink tip with a series of veins running from it down the length. Ezra stuck his hips out a bit to make it look even more...defined.

He was big.

"Uh...wow..." It was her turn to be lost in someone else's body.

"Touch for touch." He reminded her.

She was a bit embarrassed now but found herself too interested to stop. She had never seen one...so close up before. Sabine took a step forward, rubbing her arms. Her head was still screwed down. She let go of one of her arms and reached down. Her delicate finger touched the tip, and doing so immediately made the rod throb and "bounce." Doing that made Ezra lose all control, because he grabbed her at the waist and picked her up to her surprise. But she was quite small as he knew, and he effortlessly slumped her on the table, sitting her down.

"Oh!" She gasped at this sudden development.

Ezra firmly held her chin, and roughly kissed her. Just once. When he retreated, he looked her in the eye. He looked determined, she looked like she was processing all this. So he kissed her again, a little harder. Her lips puckered up a bit when he retreated again, her eyes sharpening.

When he went for the third, she went in too. Their mouths just collided into each other, loudly snogging and squishing their lips. He held her shoulders and got into her real good. Meanwhile, her hands went below and starting getting a better feel for his manhood, the hands touching it up before firmly massaging it. It made Ezra moan in her mouth, and it increased how excited they got.

There really was no stopping them, now.

Sabine forced herself to pull from him, not before giving his meat a real good and rough pump. It made him tense up and groan loudly. When he opened his eyes, he saw her turning around and really climbing onto that table. That nice butt was in his face again.

"Don't mind if I do."

Ezra took the shorts and tugged them down. Her shapely cheeks become exposed. What stuck out aside from the fact he was looking at her naked butt, was that the left cheek unveiled the third tattoo. Just her signature starbird, in the same black ink as the rest.

"Wow, what a tramp." He thought to himself, but secretly loving it.

Sabine smiled to herself at the feeling of becoming bare, right in his face. A certain arouse came from it, and she gave a little shake to tease. Ezra swallowed when her bum moved. His hands reached, and took a cheek in each palm.

"Oooh..." She softly expressed pleasure, resting her head down.

Once again she was played with. Her flesh kneaded, squeezed. Soon, a light slap came. Then another. And another. Ezra was smacking each cheek, making sure they took turns. Like her ass was a drum. He enjoyed watching the little motions across her skin when he did it. He then gave both halves a harder slap at once, and left his hands resting.

"Oooh, don't stop..." She whispered, closing her eyes.

Ezra squeezed her again, before finally spreading her open. Behind that flesh, hid her two pretty holes. They both looked so inviting.

"Haha...yesss...oh!" Her eyes opened up.

Sabine looked over her shoulder, she couldn't see properly but she knew Ezra had just buried his face in her ass. He was grinding himself good in there, and soon she felt a tongue saying hello to her womanhood. It made her muscles melt, and soon she slumped on the table again. Her face was so in love, her eyes unfocused and her smile didn't falter.

She tasted sweet. And warm. Her horniness made her lubricate herself readily, so Ezra had plenty to taste. Her little whimpers and giggles got more intense as he tried to dig deeper.

That contained for a while. Sabine wasn't ready for the next surprise when she finally started getting oral attention for her other, lonely hole. She shivered and her head shot up again.

"Ah! Ahhh..."

Ezra was licking her anal hole in strokes. Like he was a Lothcat. Kinda fitting for a Lothalian. It was strangely more sensitive for Sabine, as she started whimpering loudly with each single stroke. Ezra noticed the stronger reaction.

"Hah, you like it here, huh?" He wondered as his face went back, and his two index fingers prepared themselves.

Her whimpers turned into a gasp when she felt herself getting poked and opened up. The two fingers both went inside and started prying her rim and insides open. Strangely enough, she was quite...malleable.

"Wow...there's no way you're new to this..." He said, amazed, as he took one finger out and started pumping her with two on one hand. "You been training yourself for me, Sabine?"

"Ugh, you're an asshole, Ezra." She hissed as she looked over her shoulder and reached around to hold her butt.

Down below, Ezra's cock was extremely tortured. His hole gaped, the veins pulsed, the shaft throbbed. He needed some sexual relief too.

He believed he found his invitation.

"You're stretchy. You might not even need to bite down." He chuckled as he positioned himself and bucked his hips.

Sabine squirmed a bit at the feeling of something hard prodding against her butthole. She couldn't see once again, but Ezra had firmly held one of her cheeks and was lightly brushing himself against her.

"Oh boy."

A small while later, Ezra was slowly but steadily sliding his rod in and out of her butt. Sabine grunted and moaned into the table. Ezra purred as he savoured the feelings, casually rocking his hips and closing his eyes, a big smile on his dumb face.

Part of him was just trying to download the fact that he was having sex with Sabine. And she was enjoying it, too.

"Ugh! C'mon, Ezra!" She whined, her face annoyed. "I can barely feel you, now!"

Ezra opened his eyes and looked down at her bitchy face. It made him frown, but he quickly softened up.

"You're a little angel, Sabine." He told her. "Don't wanna hurt you."

"Hurt me?"

Sabine shuffled a bit till she was stood on her feet again. She reached back and placed her hand on Ezra's waist, pushing him away gently. He stepped back, and his penis slid out.

"Look."

Sabine bent over the table again, keeping her feet planted. She hooked her index fingers inside her butthole and stretched. Stretched more than Ezra did. Stretched more than Ezra thought she could go...but she kept going. Soon, her hole was looking...pretty wide.

"Ugh. See?" She clearly demonstrated.

Ezra did.

"Huh."

Well...that gave him an idea. He suddenly grabbed both her arms and really slammed her on that table.

"Oof!" The air got knocked out of her, but she still smiled to herself. "Well then..."

"What you're basically saying is..." He lined up his hard cock again. "You want it rough?"

It would...certainly be pleasant for himself. Ezra had a lot of stamina, and he had a feeling The Force had something to do with it. He could last...quite a long time.

"Mm hmm." Sabine hummed innocently.

But this was all anything but innocent.

Sabine loudly grunted and yelped, and Ezra aggressively panted. Her wrists were held firmly in his hands, and he pulled her back while thrusting roughly inside her. Her butt was making out to be a nice cushion for his waist when he slapped himself into her, making a nice audible rhythm for them to get even more turned on by.

Smack! Slap! Slap!

They had been doing this for a while. Ezra just had a lot in him.

"Ohhahh! D-doooon't stoooop!" It was hard for her to speak when your lungs were having the air squeezed out of them.

"Ugh! Man, you're hot inside!"

Sabine could feel this...solid rock meat just squishing inside and forcing her muscles to make way. She could feel every individual throb his shaft made, every small squirt of semen he let out. The squirts were getting more frequent though, and Ezra started getting a little sloppier with his thrusting.

"Urgh! You better not stop!" She yelled.

Ezra needed a new position. He pushed her further onto the table and all on fours. He followed up after her and got on his knees behind, and opened up his thighs real wide. His hands held the sides of her stomach, and the rough thrusting started again.

"Ugh! You better be-ugh! Ready!" He told her.

Sabine's face had just lost it. Eyes rolled back, tongue stuck out. Her brain had just melted. It was all up to Ezra to make it to the finish. So the loud slapping got even more intense but slower, Ezra sweated hard and started to lose some stamina. But soon he managed to make his climax, because a last hard shove inside had done him in. He swung his head back and cried out as he released his load deep inside her.

"AAAARGH!" "EZRAAAAA!"

It was a combination of both of them yelling...but mostly Ezra. He stayed in that stiff position for a moment, before finding the power to pull out mid-orgasm. His cock rested on her crack as it squirted some more, all over her lower back.

He really had made a mess.

"Uh...ahhh..." Sabine mumbled as she tried to focus again once it was over, blinking and swallowing her saliva.

"You...are...amazing." Ezra complimented her sincerely.

His hand held a check and he squeezed her filled hole with his thumb. His gooey white cum bubble'd and leaked out of her.

Sabine felt his powerful arms hold her, and flip her around. Soon, Ezra was on top of her. He was roughly kissing her face and shoulders. But Sabine barely did anything back.

"Never...felt this before..." She mumbled. "Hey, stop kissing. Party's over."

Ezra didn't stop, though. Down south, his manhood was still very hard and erect. He was lining it up with its true best friend, her vagina. But she couldn't see it, so when he suddenly pressed himself inside, it was a real shock.

"Hey-AAARGH! EZRA!?" She screamed.

She loudly yelled as Ezra kept kissing, and reaching down to wrap around her legs. He thrusted inside at a fast pace, her wet insides taking him easily. Sabine's pained face was filling his eyes, and her hands reached back to tightly grab his naked back. He was really showing her what it felt like to be a woman.

Her body loved it, of course. Her brain was still thinking "what the kriff just happened?"

Sabine gasps and yelps masked Ezra's grunting, but they only got more intense as Ezra's quickly approached his second orgasm. Sabine could feel it.

"Kriff! Ezra, you better not do it-"

"Ugh!"

Ezra loudly groaned again and with another hard thrust inside, he started releasing another load. Sabine was too shocked to even scream this time. Her eyes just screwed up and her mouth gaped open, like she wanted to yell but didn't. When they were done being stuff, they collapsed like jello on each other and on the table.

For the next few minutes they just panted, getting their breath back. But soon, Sabine gave him a sharp glare and held him up off her.

"You kriffing bastard!" She was furious. "Did you just cum inside me? THERE!?"

Ezra lifted himself off. His hard shaft pulled out of her folds, a mixture of semen and blood leaking out. He took her virginity in every way.

Well, except one.

"I should...kick your ass!" She continued fuming. "You realise how stupid that was?"

She was just fuming for the sake of fuming, really. Ezra gave an unamused look, and then pinned his hands at each side of her head. The masculine gesture silenced her and her face's anger dissipated.

"Doesn't matter, I pretty much won. And I'm not all out, either." Ezra informed her. "Now get up. I got more in me."

Sabine simply frowned, but her expression softened up when she realised she had pretty much been dominated.

"Shit." She thought.

Ezra leaned back in his seat as he softly moaned, holding his head and unable to help smiling. He had pretty much gotten just about everything he could've gotten out of this scenario.

"Showed her who's in charge, and got some action!" He thought, pleased.

Ezra looked down. He saw Sabine being a good girl, taking his dick in her mouth and pleasuring him more. Well not entirely just him, she had slipped a hand down south and was giving herself something to enjoy. But it didn't stop her cute face from having a great big frown on it.

To be honest, it only made Ezra enjoy it more. But at least she got an eyeful of his whole toned naked body. It was...what she was masturbating to.

"Aw, almost there..." He reached out and held her hair.

Ezra pushed her down a little, and bucked his hip so that his cock went up. Sabine spluttered and gagged a bit, the muscles of her mouth giving him that tip over the edge for him to groan and start cumming. Sabine felt it squirting inside her once more. Her sharp eyes rolled back, and her muffled moan came out through her nose. But Ezra didn't let go, and soon semen was leaking out of her nose.

It was the best face she had made this whole session, for sure. Sabine seemed to be naturally good at making the best sex expressions.

He finally let go, and Sabine quickly popped his length out her mouth. She coughed quite hard.

"Yeah, and swallow it too." He told her, resting his head back and placing his arms behind it.

Again, that frown appeared. But she realised her place in all this, and Ezra soon saw her gulp. Sabine let out a long sigh, and wiped her mouth. He could almost interpret it as her swallowing her pride.

Sabine wondered if he had even more in him, but saw that his length went flaccid. Seemed he was all out, as hard as that could be to believe. Jedi seem to have a unbelievable amount of stamina, and she was subjected to all of it.

"Gee, is it like this for Hera?" She wondered.

"Good, you're empty." She noted, standing up

Ezra smiled at her as he watched her clean herself up with what was on hand, wiping near her crotch and everywhere else he defiled. She looked rather pouty as she did so.

It could've been easy for Sabine to be mad, but she'd be pretending if she did. Yes she lost this...struggle for power, but she admittedly enjoyed being dominated by her "commanding officer." She didn't feel any weaker as a person either, it was just a fun experience. Ezra needed to feed his ego, she got some fun out of it. Nothing to be ashamed of, it was him who was concerned with his reputation.

Her mentality didn't seem so clear to Ezra, though.

"You're not gonna get pissy with me now, are you?" He sighed.

Sabine curled her lips, and simply shook her head.

"Good, maybe now you'll respect me more?" Ezra supposed, sitting up straight.

Again, she made no reply. So he went for something direct.

"Who's in command, Sabine?"

She slipped her shorts back on and pulled her bra back down as he asked. Was he just going to sit around naked like a dumbass? Either way, she wanted out of here. Put on all her armour and feel protected from penises.

"You are, Ezra." She muttered, rolling her eyes as she left the room.

Ezra's smile grew, and he flexed his fingers, making them click.

"And don't you forget it."

This had made for great exercise.