CHAPTER 7: "Simple" mission
Few sounds were audible in the large ship. The highlight was the gentle hum of the engines while the carriage drove a pair of boys who were sleeping inside at the Republic's capital planet. But quieter than outside air, and warmer than outside the friendly hug that enveloped him, Camus could not help waking with a start.
His troubled breathing was evidence that he had enjoyed a peaceful sleep. His body had not allowed despertándolo suddenly, bothering with the desire to take the spice. His mind also worked for their welfare, reminding the guy who tried to take advantage of its fragile state, while Camus could still feel the hands of such a man walk down your skin. If Milo had not come ...
-Milo ... - he called it.
- What? - The other spoke weakly, as he sat up slowly, to observe the face of Camus, who looked nervous and scared. - What is it? "Asked worriedly, holding a white hand to the face that looked coveredbreathlessness.
"You can fight it ... Everything will be fine, you'll see .-
While two pairs of eyes saw him lovingly turquoise, Camus had time to take a deep breath and close your eyes for a moment, wishing believe in everything the other said. When she opened her eyes again, surprised with a request Milo;
"I take a bath ... - Milo noted
missed the slight blush that appeared on the cheeks of Camus, who more than anything wanted to say goodbye to the nasty feeling that caused him to remember as the hands and mouth and the man hadwatching him as he held in his arms, with her hair and clothes all wet. Managed to work himself up and rest firmly on his feet, but Milo still would not let go, holding her waist tightly and looked worried. Camus managed to put his arms around the neck of Milo, and later deposit a small kiss on his lips, and lean on his shoulder, while the other was moving his hands on the naked back of Camus, who then whispered in a given ; bil "I love you" to your ear.
With the assurance that Camus was holding his neck, and no slip volveríaa, Milo began to slowly get rid of her clothes, alreadyp; aacute; NDOS and waking each other. Milo Camus reached buttocks to attract more to your body, to which he moaned, causing a serious extrañoy sound emerges from the throat of Milo, by the fact that the weak Camus was whining about their senses.
He paused a moment in his touch to get away far enough to allow him to appreciate Camus your face, let him see the lovely blush on his cheeks, so contrasting with the rest of the pale face and eyelids study fell, giving permission to a couple of deep sapphire just look out. Imitating her lips, slightly parted. Milo
tentacióny not resist kissing him again, and expressed with such action, the happiness that was consumed to have him back, to know well, back to his side. Camus replied awkwardly kiss Milo did note, or rather remember, that had to correct his previous thought, Camus was not right.
had been a bad time, I was tired, weak ... In addition to touch, and try to make you feel better, Milo would do nothing more. To embrace him as now he did was enough. Camus seemed to thank her comprensióny surrendered to the embrace of Milo, recargándose against his chest and closing his eyes in minutes.
Milo decided to take him back to bed, so I picked her up and did this thing, placing it on the thin colchóny covering it with sheets, allowing him to sleep for the rest of trip.
Upon reaching Coruscant, Milo Camus had to leave alone in the ward under the care of Nat, as he was immediately called to the Council Meeting Room, whose entrance was found Aioria who expected to pass the said premises. Milo approached him, smiling weakly. Sorry
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just answered when semicircular room doors were opened, as a tacit indication that the presence of both was required. The two friends crossed sympathetic looks, by digging into the pair, to standing among the Council members that watched from their seats placed around them.
Teachers Aioria had called to tell her version of the facts about what had happened in Hypori, specifically, how Milo had fled Arbra alone and without authorization. The boy with chestnut hair did not like at all having to be the gossip that worksotal concentration, you and the patient, so for this reason, when Milo came to the clinic, where his friends were waiting to see Camus, Alex told her that Nat had more than one hours locked up with him there. Milo
could feel from the hallway where he was, as the Force was this more than usual in that room, feeling himself, thanks to the strong bond she shared with Camus Some of the relaxing effects of treatment, and taking to sit next to Hallie on the small couch where the girl was, do not faint on the floor.rior to the mafia in the lower levels of Coruscant, to recognize their identities and provide such information to the Council, who collaborated with local authorities to catch these individuals. Milo had to pretend to be a foreigner interested in the dirty business to which they were engaged, and had to be very careful, because if discovered would see his life in danger. The Council had made it clear he could not bring his lightsaber, then obviously such a device would place him as a Jedi, so it would carry only a single blaster as a precaution. Milo was confident that the mission would not present, A major problem, but he was anxious, because it was almost time for his departure and wished more than anything to see Camus before leaving.
Finally to everyone's relief, Nat came announcing that the session had ended that day, but Camus would be repeated in the coming weeks, constantly taking the serum, to ensure that the effects of the species were completely eliminated. Alex and Milo Aioria let go first so that Camus was alone with before leaving.
On entering the room, Milo Camus located on the bed, still looking pretty tired, but at least it looked ma; S relaxed and smiled weakly. Came to be by his side, using a chair nearby for that purpose. Took one of his hands in his, while another stood stroking his forehead to smooth skin.
- How do you feel? -
-Best ... -
-nice .- Milo sighed, thinking how little he wanted to separate from Camus after what had happened, but only going to be away from the temple for a few hours. Teachers should definitely be aware that there was no worse punishment for him to be away from Camus, especially to find this in the middleion. A burly man was waiting at the entrance, where they checked for weapons and took away his blaster, explaining that nobody came with guns, and that could pick up the exit. Milo decided not to replicate and entered the site, arriving after a long, narrow hallway to a room of medium size, where around a table adorned with a big feast, sitting in padded chairs the that would, at first inspection, twenty subjects, wearing costumes and wearing lots of jewelry that showed his illegally gained wealth.
Milo showed up, just like the Council members hab & iacutee; an indicated, and was invited to take a seat among the rest, who had no suspicion of the newcomer, such meeting being totally secret and exclusive, and that only the right people found out, or at least it assumed. Milo
devoted to open discussion, finding out specific names and occupations of those around him, pretending to laugh at their boring jokes, and interest in business but remember, never llevaríaa out. All the time, eating, smoking and drinking, for hours of which lost the account, it was beginning to feel a little dizzy from the effect of alcohol.
finally came to the conclusion that it was time to retire, but just as he planned to do such a thing, one that seemed to be the orchestrators of such meeting, offered as a welcome gift to the social circle, one of their servants. Milo did not understand what he said, until he saw coming in a group of women provocatively dressed, overly made up and mock smiling. Approached each one of these, including Milo, on whose legs a brunette girl with dark hair took his seat without permission, putting her thighs on either side of Milo.
Without warning, he bent over Ely kissed him eagerly, while theiror that made it even more appreciated was receiving large sums of money for their services. Another sample of the decline of the Republic.
Milo was thought of as out of this without looking too desperate to leave, but it distracted the caresses of the undoubtedly attractive girl, no more got a hand inside his pants, forcing him to groan at the treatment he was giving. Milo
closed his eyes, feeling completely embarrassed, but above all, because I did not see the girl, and witness what others were doing around him. Do not want this to end as far asMilo rigid member, which is then devoted to stroke, while the Jedi kept closing his eyes, trying to deny that this was happening in reality. Perhaps he had taken too much and this was just a nightmare. Everything seemed to happen so fast, could not be real ... But
And if it was, and what I could do about it? "Risking getting caught, to be killed? To go on living even if that meant betraying Camus in this way? Milo could not decide if it would be worth living with the guilt, or die without ever again lay her eyes on the incomparable beauty of Camus, dand that after this not feel worthy ... Ignorant
disorder was in the thoughts of the young, the girl up and let him penetrate accommodated, holding the shoulders of Milo, and he clung to the armrests of the chair with a deadly grip, as the girl swung her hips, but Milo could avoid the impulse to imitate the movement.
Milo could not believe I was doing, I did not want to! Else was happening, and it was more present than this had no meaning for him, Camus would feel hurt to know
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