A/N: This is based of the Trooper Quest line in the new game Star Wars: The Old Republic. Zane is my Commando Trooper. After you rescue the Senator from Wraith on Port Raga you turn the quest into Sgt. Jaxo. If you play a male and you've flirted with her it offers the optional side quest, "A Little R and R." She asks you to visit her the next time your in Coruscant. This is my take on the cut scene.

Disclaimer: Of course everything belongs to Bioware and Lucas Arts.

Relaxation

Our mission on Taris had been...trying. The rakghouls weren't really hard to kill but there were LOTS of them. They were everywhere in various shapes, forms, sizes and they were all incredibly vicious. As neither of us had a desire to become one, the need to avoid even the smallest scratch from the beasts' attack, was overwhelming. It made you fight harder, fiercer and it wore a person down. We were exhausted. After completing our final mission, I decided we needed a short break, so after Sgt. Dorne joined us we headed back to the relative safety of Coruscant.

I entered the cockpit and loaded the instructions for Coruscant into the hyperdrive computer and we made the jump to light speed. Turning, I headed through the common area of the ship and towards my quarters. Being the Commander did have its advantages. I just wanted a shower and to crash in my bunk until we reached our destination. I had plans when we reached the planet.

I felt the ship drop out of hyperspace, when we reached our destination. I quickly dressed and stopped by the sick bay to tell Sgt. Dorne she was free for the next 24 hours, before heading for the ship's exit. Sgt. Jergen met me at the door. "Thanks," I told the Canthar as I waved him off, "I don't need any back up."

"Are you sure sir?"

I smiled. "Positive."

"Yes sir."

"Consider yourself off duty for the next twenty four hours," I informed my crewman, "Get off the ship, de-stress and enjoy yourself."

"Yes sir," Aric answered, with a small smile and a lot more enthusiasm, as we both exited the ship. "Enjoy yourself too sir."

"Oh I will Sergeant," I replied as we shook hands and parted ways. "If I have to bail you out of the brig make sure it was worth it." I saw him shake his head and laugh a little as he walked off.

Our relationship had definitely gotten off on the wrong foot and it had been extremely rocky at first. The defection of the original Havoc squad had hit us both hard but it nearly ended Aric's career and he was justifiably angry about it. To add insult to injury, he had been demoted and placed under my command, the rookie and only remaining member of Havoc squad. While it had saved his career, it had been insulting to the older, much more experienced man. While respecting my apparent abilities, he questioned my age and ability to lead. He was never insubordinate, just angry. Understanding why he was upset, I just went about my job and ignored it, while trying to learn from him. Slowly I've been winning his trust and respect along the way. We were gradually building a good working relationship and maybe a friendship in the future.

Once at my destination, I took a taxi and made my way through Black Sun Territory. After our last visit here, most of the thugs decided it was a prudent to stay out of my way, instead of meeting the same fate as their deceased friends. Soon I was standing outside of Jaxo's place. Her standing offer to visit, the only thing on my mind. I softly knocked and stepped inside. The beauty was right where I left her the last time I was here, behind the console, checking over data. She looks up as I enter the room, a smile comes across her face.

"Nice to see you again," she greeted me as I strolled in, "Alone; with no armor cameras and no judgmental companions."

Removing my helm and gloves, I grin at her and reply "Agreed." Standing in front of the console I ask, "How are you?"

"Good," she answers as she comes out from behind the console and moves to stand in front of me, her dark eyes looking up to meet my blue ones, "but I didn't ask you here to talk."

I gaze down at her. "Why did you ask me here?"

"For this," she answered, taking my helm and gloves and sitting on the tabletop behind her. She reaches up and gently touches my right cheek, before her hand continues on, to tangle itself in my dark hair, at the nape of my neck. She pulled my head down to hers and softly, tentatively kisses me.

I couldn't help the small smile, as I returned to gesture, tenderly touching a cheek with one hand and using the other, to grab her ass and pull her body closer to mine. I felt, more than heard her moan, as my tongue sought entry to her mouth and I deepened the kiss. As our tongues met, I felt her grip tighten at the back of my neck, as she tried to pull me closer to her. Our tongues battling, our kiss becomes deeper, more aggressive.

My hand on her butt, slowly made its way up her side, and came to rest on her well rounded breast. As I attempted to fondle her breast through a layer of armor, I felt both her hands slide down my back, coming to rest on my backside, and I could feel her attempt to grab two handfuls. I felt and heard Jaxo growl in frustration when she really couldn't get a hand hold through my heavy armor.

Out of breath, we finally broke the kiss and I rested my forehead against hers. Smirking I asked, "So, did that do as little for you as it did for me?" I asked, referring to our attempts to grope each other.

A sigh was my answer.

"Did you lock the door?"

"Most definitely," Jaxo answered me, "I didn't want the Canthar to interrupt us."

"He won't be around," I assured her. "Shall we get out of all this armor?"

"Oh yes," she said, giving me a quick peck on the lips. Reaching up, she swiftly helped me remove my chest piece and dropped it to the floor. Her hands made their way across my pecs and down my abs. "That's better."

"Your turn," I said, taking off her chest piece and dropping it next to mine.

The dark haired beauty takes my hand and leads me to a nearby chair, She pushes me in the chest, attempting to shove me down into the chair. I am 6'5" tall and after years of hefting my blaster cannon, I am solid muscle. I've had a few people brave enough to accuse me of blocking out the sun. Its unlikely that she would shove me and actually move me, unless I allow it, so I just raise an eyebrow at her.

"Please," she asks sweetly.

Unable to resist and I comply with her request, and sit down in the chair. She quickly removes my boots for me, tossing them with the growing pile of armor. I can't resist pulling her to stand between my legs, putting her breasts at eye level. I reach out and stroke one through her light t-shirt, while the my other hand strokes the soft skin just the bottom hem of her shirt.

The operative kisses me again, her tongue finding mine immediately. She moans when I turn my attention her other breast, stroking it gently and using my fingers to circle her nipple, making it pebble under the fabric.

"Zane," she huskily whispers, as she breaks the kiss.

"Jaxo," I answer, my voice almost breaking when she starts kissing down my neck, making her way to my pulse point at the base of my neck. I can her feel her gently nipping my skin, before suddenly sucking some skin in and biting me, marking me.

I growl as I suddenly stand and pick her up. The little vixen sucks in a startled breath. Carrying her, I speedily stride over to the console, push off everything sitting on top and place her on it. I promptly pull off her boots and pants, leaving her sitting there in her t-shirt and panties. I didn't miss the sexy grin on her face, before I pulled her shirt off and laid her down on the desk top.

'Gods, she's beautiful!" I thought. She wasn't a skinny waif but instead she was athletic, muscular but soft, with luscious curves in all the right places. The sight of her was making my cock get harder and push painfully against my armor.

I leaned forward and took one nipple in my mouth. Using my tongue I trace the outline of it and suck gently. With my hand I stroked her other breast and pinch her nipple. She sucks in a little breath and starts to move underneath me. As I continue my ministrations, I can feel her grind her pelvic region against mine. My need to be buried inside her was growing and my patience was steadily disappearing.

Swiftly I returned my attention kissing her. My lips against hers, my kisses demanding, wanting more. One hand was fisted in her hair, as the other reached down and ripped off her panties. I slipped one finger inside her. "So hot, so wet," I groaned, as I nipped her lip. As I began to work my finger in and out of her, I used my thumb to stimulate her clit, gently stroking the bundle of nerves. The response was almost instantaneous, she began to thrust her hips into my hand. Her reactions were ratcheting up my need for her.

"Please," she breathily whimpered between kisses.

"Hmmm?" I questioned, as I started kissing her neck, making my way down to her pulse point, as I slipped a second finger inside her. I scissored my fingers, stretching her out, readying her to take me.

"Inside me...now," was all she managed to get out.

That was all I need to hear. She moaned with need, when I withdrew my fingers from her. I quickly removed the rest of my armor and shoved off my boxer briefs, kicking them across the room and freeing my cock. I pulled her to edge of the desk top, and moved so the tip of my cock was at the entrance of her womanhood. After placing a quick kiss on her lips, I teased, "Is this what you want?" as I slipped just tip of my cock into her and withdrew it again.

"Yes!" she managed, "Please!"

I slowly began to push into her, going slowly, allowing her time to stretch and accommodate my size. I am a big man, everywhere, and I didn't want to hurt her. Even if the only thing I wanted was to bury myself deeply inside her.

"So tight," I managed, as I sucked in a breath. With a final firm thrust I was fully seated inside her. The feeling was overwhelming. I buried my face in her neck as I attempted to regain some control.

After a few long moments, she began to squirm, trying to get me to move. "Is this what you want?" I asked, as I slowly withdrew my cock from her velvety embrace, leaving just the tip inside her, before pushing back in, filling her again. I slowly did it again.

"Yes," she moaned as she moved her hips to meet my third push back into her taking me even deeper inside. I kept up the slow pace, moving in and out. I was enjoying teasing her, though I wasn't sure how much longer I could restrain myself. My desire for her was growing fast.

Her hips were rising to meet me stroke for stroke. "Zane," she said, as she rubbed her hands across my chest. "Fuck me harder!"

I couldn't help growling in response. I wanted her. I needed her, to feel her around me, so hot, so alive. After all the death, all the blood and all the killing, I needed to feel alive.

Standing, I grabbed hold of her hips and quirked my eyebrows at the beauty on the tabletop beneath me. With one hard stroke I drove myself to my hilt into her. Jaxo voiced her pleasure with a moan. I drove into her again, again and again, each time pulling out and driving myself forcefully into her again, filling her. I kept driving myself into her, as powerfully as possible. My grip on her hips, the only thing keeping her in place. She was tossing her head and muttering her pleasure, her hips keeping time with mine.

"Zane!" she screamed as she came apart. I could feel her walls clench tight around me as her orgasm rolled through her.

"Oh god!" I moaned, her pleasure intensifying mine. I didn't stop, instead I changed the angle slightly, hitting a new spot inside her hot pussy, pushing through her climax and making her need for me grow again.

I was panting for air, my thrusts were becoming ever more erratic with each stroke. Suddenly I felt that pull and everything tightened. My own orgasm was tantalizingly close. With a few more hard strokes, I drove myself deeply into Jaxo and screamed my pleasure when I came inside her, filling her.

My orgasm shoved Jaxo over the edge again. I heard her scream her completion and I could feel her walls clenching around my cock, milking for every last drop.

I was still inside Jaxo and could feel the occasional aftershock pass through her. Leaning down I gently kissed her lips and laid my head on her shoulder. I was still coming down and trying to gain some control over my breathing.

I heard her whisper, "That was earth shattering," as she carded her fingers through my wet, dark hair.

I couldn't help but smile at the compliment to my sexual prowess. What man doesn't like to have his ego stroked? Unfortunately I was not capable of a coherent reply.

A few minutes later, I felt Jaxo trying to gently push me off her. "Zane your heavy."

"Sorry," I returned as I used both arms to lever myself up and off her. Once I was standing again I carefully pulled my softening member out of the operative. We both gasped at the loss.

Jaxo sat up on the edge of the table, her hair was mussed and she had a "Just fucked" glow about her. She reached up and grabbed my head and pulled it down to meet her lips. As they gently touched, hers parted and I could feel her tongue touch mine. I allowed her entrance and her tongue spent some time exploring inside my mouth. When she finally ended the kiss she looked down to find my cock standing at attention again. With a grin of invitation, she stood up and offered me a hand. " Come on soldier, the night is still young."

TBC?

Should I continue this? Let me know what you think.