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The message was marked URGENT.
Up to this point, your messages with Luna were purely casual; about shopping, men she was dating, sometimes politics. So what was this? Nervously, you opened it.
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Girl:
Your name came up today! I don’t know the context; I just heard your name. By the time I got situated to overhear better, they were on to a new topic. But these ppl are treacherous. There’s a lot of rumors about them. Has your man been up to anything weird? Be careful!!
xx
Luna
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You thought about Boba’s conversation you’d overheard the other day. Were the two situations connected?
“There you are, princess.” Boba’s deep purr broke you out of your thoughts.
Quickly turning off the screen, you set your device down. Turning to him, you stood from your seat on the sofa. “Hiii baby,” You kissed him back as he wrapped his arms around you.
“Lunch?” He made eye contact with you. His eyes slightly narrowed. “You okay?”
“Yeah! Uh.. what do you mean… yes, lunch!” You babbled, anxious he’d already figured out you were unsettled.
“Hnnn. Well, I got you that salad you like. Let’s go eat by the pool. But, tell me if something is wrong.” He swept you into his arms, tickling you. Making his way towards the pool, he started to tease you about a silly thing. You were happy, but also worried in the back of your mind.
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You had waited to reply to Luna until you were sure about your response. Could you even trust what she was saying? You’d have to play this carefully.
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Luna,
OMG! Maybe it’s just someone that has the same name as me? Boba’s just Daimyo-ing as normal. Did you go on a date with what’s-his-face yet? The guy with the crazy speeder?
xx!
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Her response was unnervingly fast.
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Girl!
I forgot to mention I also overheard them saying something about the ‘the Daimyo of Tatooine’s orders’ so I think it’s definitely you! But what orders! These are bad people! Love you!!
Luna
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Unnerved, you considered deleting the conversation… you felt like it was evidence in a crime. But, what was going on? Boba was ordering bad people to do something… related to you? You needed to get to the bottom of this. Maybe, if you asked him —
“Miss, the Daimyo will see you now.” The tinny voice of the protocol droid made you jump out of your seat. Turning rapidly, you asked, “What? Why is he sending for me like this?”
”I don’t know, Miss. But he’s in the middle of an audience that requires your official attendance.” It tried to shrug. Then it turned away and started to walk off, “Come, Miss; my interpretation of the situation is that you are needed right away.”
What?? You looked down; you were in a sunbathing outfit. Grabbing a light robe, you tossed it on and ran after the droid. It took you the long way rather than Boba’s private entrance. The entire time your heart pounded and your hands became clammy with sweat. By the time you were at the public entrance, your skin was tingling and you felt faint. Down the stairs you went, keeping your eyes glued to the back of the droid’s head. You were worried if you made eye contact with anyone you’d panic.
The large crowd parted to let you through. Acting as your herald, the droid announced your arrival and stepped aside. You were forced to look straight ahead, at the throne where Boba sat. Looking up at his helmeted form, he was impassive.
He nodded and beckoned you forward. You took baby steps towards him until you were fully out of the crowd and officially part of the audience.
“Now we can continue,” Boba said, voice firm and intimidating.
You saw movement out of the corner of your eye. Instinctively, you turned your head to see what sort of people where there that would require your presence also. Gasping, you passed out.
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Fennec and the protocol droid were both hovering over you when you opened your eyes. “She’s awake, help me get her up,” Fennec said in a hushed tone to the droid. They carefully helped you stand. Fennec brushed you off affectionately. “There. You’re alright,” She said softly, just for you.
You turned your body fully towards the party that had made you faint. You had to be sure. Shaking, you assessed them silently as they looked back. Finally you turned to Boba. Feeling small, you asked quietly, “What’s the meaning of this?” “You’re finally getting what you want, whore,” Your husband spat. Boba raised his hand. Fennec leapt into action, literally. She was in front of him before he could blink, and back handed him so hard he went to the ground.
“Continue,” Boba growled as your husband stood, glaring daggers at Fennec. She had returned to Boba’s side already.
Reluctantly, you husband and the Elder who had married you stepped forward.
“I request a divorce, in your presence, Elder Qon,” Your husband mumbled. You blinked in disbelief.
The Elder turned to you, “Do you accept his request?”
”Y-yes,” You stammered, feeling as if you were about to pass out again.
“I accept your joint request for divorce; the marriage is dissolved.” Having done her purpose, she stepped back hastily. Your ex-husband turned to you and opened his mouth to speak.
“I’d watch your tongue, if I were you… now that you don’t need it to request a divorce, I might free you of it.” Boba’s voice was nearly unrecognizable.
His mouth closed. Glaring daggers at you, he stepped back. Confused by the entire incident, you looked up at Boba. Fennec was standing in front of him, halfway down the stairs. “Thus concludes this audience. The next will begin in 15 minutes.” She hurriedly rushed down the stairs to you as you watched Boba stand and turn away from the crowd and you. He went through his private exit. You realized Fennec was leading you up the stairs, towards the throne, past it… she shoved you through the door Boba had gone through seconds before.
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“My love,” Boba grabbed you abruptly and pulled you into a tight embrace.
“What was that!” You burst out, crying.
He stood back and took his helmet off. Tossing it onto a couch, he grabbed you again. Hugging you gently, he rumbled, “You’re free now. I know that must have been a burden on your mind…”
You nodded, starting to cry harder. He kissed your cheek and wiped your tears. “Well. It’s done now.”
Finally beginning to compose yourself, you sniffled, “How’d you get him to agree?”
”Uhm… probably best you don’t know all the details,” he said sheepishly. You tsked at him, still hiccuping from crying.
He gently dried your tears again. “Mesh’la, you’re free… but also, you’re all mine.” He kissed your cheek lightly. You snuggled into him. “That’s true,” you said finally, looking up at him. He kissed you softly. Kissing him back, you suddenly felt needy for his affection. You took two big steps backwards, pulling him with you until you were sandwiched between the wall and his body.
Grabbing his hands, you directed him to pull open your robe. You wriggled out of it and tossed it aside. Now you were just in your little sunbathing outfit. Boba growled, “Trying to tease me for later?”
”Or… for now…” You kissed him hard, jumping into his arms. He kissed back ferociously, hands pulling the rest of your clothes off.
“Do you want me?” You asked.
Boba growled and bit your throat before rasping, “Of course…”
Giggling slightly, you undid his belt slowly, “Do you need me?”
Boba panted, then rumbled, “Definitely.”
You started to undo his pants. “Do you love me?”
Boba sighed lustfully, “Yup. I mean… yes, of course.” He groaned as you pulled his already hard cock out of his pants and rubbed it into yourself.
“Show me,” you cooed. Boba made an animalistic noise as he entered you hard and fast. Biting you again, he started to fuck into you. “You’re mine…” he purred, his fucking growing more and more rough. Kissing you hard, he slid one hand up your body and grabbed at your tits. “You’re mine forever,” he purred again, his rhythmic fucking making your eyes roll back in your head.
His arms wrapped around your body. Kissing up your throat, he kissed you softly. Holding you, he pounded into you until you came, moaning and wriggling in his arms. Setting you down carefully, he readjusted and grabbed his helmet. “I have 60 seconds left before I have to go be Daimyo… one last kiss on my helmet? For… uh, luck let’s say.” You smiled and grabbed his hand. “Or, I could come with you… sit in your lap?”
His hand squeezed yours gently. “Then I don’t have to miss you.”
The two of you walked through the door together. Fennec was already greeting the next audience. Boba went to his throne and sat. Back in your tiny robe, you used your dancers’ skills to elegantly sit in his lap. You put one hand on his chest and looked out at the crowd, having the best seat in the house. There was no arguing now; you were the Daimyo’s Lady.