Invader Syndrome Ch. 72 (Star Wars AU) (Patreon)

(Every character depicted in the story below is a consenting legal adult over the age of 18)

A/N: Vader knocks up Asajj and Sev’rance!

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When the silence stretches on far longer than Vader would have thought, he just sighs. It would seem they’d spent plenty of time discussing how to convince him but had forgotten this key detail. More than that, the fact that neither was pushing for it to be the other meant that both of them thought they would be the one to carry the babe.

Indeed, frowns are starting to mar their faces as they carry on their silent conversation right in front of him, twitches in their features making it obvious that neither wants to back down. Fortunately, that makes the solution to this problem very simple, doesn’t it?

“I shall breed you both then.”

His apprentice and her lover whip their heads in his direction at that, eyes widening as if they hadn’t thought of that easy answer to this dilemma. Neither of them seems to have an issue with it though and in the end they both bow their heads to him.

“… If that is your wish, my Lord.”

Vader snorts derisively. This was their wish, actually. Or had they already forgotten? But in the end, it matters little. Now that he has gotten his wife and Empress pregnant, he is a lot less concerned with knocking up other women. It’s too bad Shaak Ti will have to wait until they can next meet in the flesh, but regardless… the two in front of him have earned this if nothing else.

“Then strip and bare yourselves to me.”

Sev’rance and Asajj proceed to do so with little hesitation. Vader does the same, shucking off his robes and removing his clothing in a languid manner as he watches them reveal their bodies to him. They’re gorgeous women… but he is surrounded by lust and gorgeous women on a regular basis, so that’s nothing new.

Soon enough, all three of them are naked. Nipples harden as Vader flares out his power and raises a hand before bringing it down.

“Kneel.”

Dropping to their knees without complaint, the two near-human women crawl over to him, not needing to be told anything else. They kneel at his feet, wrap their hands around his cock, and proceed to begin licking and slurping at either side of his member.

Vader’s already half-hard shaft grows to fully erect in no time at all under their efforts, and once he’s completely hard and throbbing in their hands, they begin taking turns sucking him off, bobbing up and down on his length a few times apiece before trading places with their lover.

They look up at him with anticipation and excitement in their eyes… but curiously enough, not a single sign of competition. They must know that he has to fuck one of them first, and yet neither tries to usurp the other’s position. There’s no jockeying, no fighting… no ambition to be the first impaled upon his cock and bred by his loins.

Under different circumstances, Vader might have been disappointed in them for this. After all, to be Sith was to be ambition manifest, to seek strength and control and domination in every aspect of one’s life.

However… he is not so blind that he cannot see underneath the surface to the truth. These two share a love just as deep and powerful as his and Padme’s. They are not merely passing fancies for one another… they have come to view each other as their opposite halves, as the parts that complete the whole.

And much like him and Padme in this universe, there is no denying which of them is… in charge. Much like Padme will always submit to him when necessary, so too does Sev’rance submit to Asajj. Eventually, she slides her mouth down off of his cock entirely and instead takes to suckling at his balls, deferring the rest of the deep throating of his member to her more domineering lover.

His apprentice doesn’t even have to do anything to make this happen. No, Darth Shar has her lover well trained, or perhaps Sev’rance merely understands her place above all else. Bobbing up and down his cock, gagging on his length, Asajj Ventress looks up into Vader’s eyes, completely and utterly devoted to his pleasure.

“Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!”

Placing a hand atop her bald head, Vader smiles… and pushes her to the base.

“Swallow.”

His command does not have the same inherent power behind it that the previous one did, but his apprentice does her best nevertheless as he proceeds to unload down her throat. She drinks his seed to the last drop and while it might have seemed like a waste given what they were supposed to be doing here, Vader is far from finished.

So is Asajj, as she uses the Force and her throat to massage his cock even after she’s done drinking down his load. She’s intent on keeping him from going soft and ultimately she succeeds quite admirably, until finally Vader lets go of her head and pulls back from her and Sev’rance both.

Curious to see what they will do next, Vader merely arches a brow… and watches as Asajj grabs Sev’rance and pulls her into a tongue-filled, cum-filled kiss, revealing that she did not swallow every drop and instead kept some to share with her lover. Sev’rance moans into Asajj’s mouth as her throat convulses from swallowing the treat.

A moment later and they’re both on the nearby bed, with Asajj pinning Sev’rance down and using her knees to spread the blue-skinned alien woman’s legs nice and wide for him. At the same time she arches her back and presses her front into Sev’rance’s, rubbing their tits together and grinding her cunt down against her lover’s pussy lips.

The resulting view is quite the enticing one… and at the same time seems to leave the choice of who to fuck first entirely in Vader’s hands. Both are on display before him. Both are offered up to him. Huffing, Vader steps forward and brings his hands down on Darth Shar’s taut Dathomirian backside, gripping her grey ass cheeks with all ten fingers.

She moans and arches her back even further, but its not her pussy that he presses against first. Instead, even as he’s mauling her buttocks, Vader thrusts into Sev’rance’s cunt, filling the Chiss woman and stretching her blue lips around his girthy member.

Both women cry out in unison and Vader smiles as he feels what they’re doing in that moment… they’re sharing a connection, utilizing the bond that had been created when he helped his apprentice heal her lover to feel what the other is feeling.

In the end, it doesn’t matter which of them he fucks in which order. They’ll both feel every thrust of his cock and every squeeze of his hands. Amused by their ingenuity, Vader just shakes his head and gets to work showing them both the true power of the Dark Side.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“Nnngh!”

“Hoooooh~”

He fucks Sev’rance hard and fast, pounding into her while Asajj lays atop her, holding her. They two exchange kisses but spend most of their time just moaning their heads off, their rock hard nipples rubbing against one another as their breasts are compressed between their chests.

Neither is at all out of shape, having quite the athletic forms, but that doesn’t stop Vader from making them both work up quite the sweat. He fucks Sev’rance and Sev’rance alone, but Asajj feels every last thrust all the same, her own pussy gushing harder and harder for being technically empty.

They cum together, orgasming all over his cock as it pistons in and out of Sev’rance’s twat. Their climaxes are synced up to such a rate that their cries are soon happening in unison, perfectly overlapping with one another.

Vader’s fingers dig into Asajj’s ass cheeks as he drills into Sev’rance’s cunt, the Dark Side flowing through him into them both and then back again as all three reach all new heights of ecstasy. Until finally, Vader’s churning balls are ready and he tips over the edge.

He unloads inside of Sev’rance, filling her womb with his seed right then and there while a bit of Force Manipulation ensures that she will get pregnant from this experience. In response, Sev’rance’s eyes roll up in her skull and she shudders as her tongue lolls out of her mouth, looking the most ridiculous he’s ever seen her. Truly, she’s making a rather embarrassing face… but Asajj just coos over her, quivering all the while.

Rather than just pull out of Sev’rance and stick it in Asajj, however, Vader reaches for his apprentice’s hips and flips Darth Shar over onto her back. The Lost Nightsister gasps, her eyes locking with his and unable to escape his gaze as he runs his hands along her glistening, sweaty body. From her breasts down her sides to her hips and thighs… until finally, he grips her inner thighs and spreads her apart forcibly, placing his cock between her legs and pushing into her cunt.

Asajj moans wantonly as she’s finally penetrated for real… and after a moment, her hand finds Sev’rance’s at her side. Even as insensate as the Chiss has already been rendered, they nevertheless intertwine their fingers together as Vader begins to fuck his apprentice with the same power he’d used on her lover.

Darth Shar’s small breasts bounce up and down with his every thrust, her nipples hard as kyber crystal and standing out against the swell of her chest. Her wanton moans fill the air along with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Sev’rance recovers just enough to reach back out through the Force and reconnect to her lover, at which point it’s right back to being overwhelmed with pleasure. Both women wind up making the same face in face, eyes rolled back and tongues sticking straight out.

Vader, meanwhile, just focuses on the task at hand, pounding away at his apprentice’s cunt just as he did her lover. In the end, this is what they want… and so this is what they shall get. Both have done more than enough to earn this reward from him. Both have served him well in this new timeline and will continue to serve him well into the future.

And so, after feeling the cunt walls around his cock clench and flex through orgasm after orgasm for what feels like an eternity, Vader finally tips over the edge again at long last. He fills Asajj with his seed just as he did Sev’rance, and influences things with the Force to ensure that she will becomes pregnant right alongside her lover.

With that, it’s done. Vader pulls out and stares down at the two women as they both lay there, twitching. Connecting to one another and sharing in all of the pleasure that he just visited upon both of them back to back was clearly more than either of them could handle… but that didn’t stop them from doing so anyways.

Eventually, Vader was going to want to ask Sev’rance more about her people, and specifically about one Chiss in particular that he would love to recruit for his Empire this time around. But for now, he simply enjoys the view of what he has wrought.

In another timeline, Ventress had been a dangerous threat to Anakin Skywalker… but here and now, she was just another woman, bred upon Darth Vader’s cock.

Chuckling, Vader shakes his head and steps back, before turning to use their refresher to clean himself up while they both spend the next while recovering from sensory overload.

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There is more to be dealt with after that, of course. Reorganizing the Nightsisters and the former Jedi Order into the Imperial Order is a tireless task that will likely take the vast majority of Vader’s attention for the next several months, if not the next several years. While he will of course make himself available to his Empress and wife for whatever she needs of him in that time, they both know where their individual focus is likely to be.

That said, before Vader is entirely chained down by his obligations, there’s one last mystery to be solved… one more thing he desires an answer to, even if he doesn’t necessarily need one.

The question of why this universe is the way it is… why the Light Side has all but gone out and the Dark Side reigns ascendant. Even back in his original timeline, even when Sidious’ plan went off without a hitch and the Jedi were wiped out in full… even those twenty years in which the Banite Sith Lord’s Galactic Empire reigned supreme… the Dark Side wasn’t THIS all-encompassing.

 Ultimately, he’s not even sure anyone else can tell that something is off. Only his memories of another universe make it possible for him to see that something has happened to this universe. And so he focuses on that, on that sense of strangeness… and lets his hands move of their own volition, inputting coordinates on his starfighter to take him wherever he needs to go.

Moments later he finds himself in hyperspace… onwards to his final destination, wherever that might be. It was time to get to the bottom of this. Once and for all.

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