The little droid beeped and followed Kya into the cockpit, her panties on its head. Fel snatched them off and stuffed them in her pocket. She smirked at the woman when Kya climbed into the cockpit. "I think this is the smallest cockpit I've ever been in," Fel said, climbing into the copilot seat. "Speaking of which, we're not going to get much for this ship, maybe 10,000 credits if we are lucky. A used freighter will run 20,000 at the cheapest. That safe has close to a couple of thousand, but that still leaves us with more than 800 credits to scrape up. And we still need food and a place to stay."<br/><br/>It was in Fel's nature to list her obstacles so that she may overcome them. So upon hearing her dire diatribe, she tried to counter with a bright side. "But you know the place, so you must know people here. People who hire for work." Florrum was not a planet Fel was familiar with. She knew of the basic description – a harsh desert world with vast canyons and sulfuric geysers. The place was a haven for the lawless, and they wouldn't like her Core accent.<br/><br/>The sun started to set as Kya approached a landing spot. Fel shut up and let the woman steer the ship, and as she promised, it was well hidden and a good walk to civilization. "It's getting dark out there. Do you want to try it or pick up where we left off?" The two also needed rest. The walk would be challenging, even at only 30 minutes. Fel took the woman's hand and returned to the table.<br/><br/>"If you so much as breathe LT, I will sell you for scrap."<br/><br/>With a warning to the droid, Fel took Kya by the hips and listed her on the table. The two kissed again as the Corellian's fingers hiked up the other woman's skirt. "Where were we?" she said with a mischievous smile. As they kissed, Fel used one hand to caress her breast. The other rubbed the woman's thighs. Fel kissed Kya's lips, chin, neck, and breasts while her left hand fluttered close to her sex. Quickly, she lightly brushed across her lips but pulled back as she descended Kya's body, planting kisses along the way.<br/><br/>Fel unbuckled Kya's belt and removed her skirt, spreading the woman's legs wide. Then, with a tussle of her hair, Fel bent down, licking Kya's inner thighs. Her deft fingers tickled the woman's sex, parting her lips, feeling her warm wetness. Then, like a snake, Fel struck. She dove her face between the woman's legs and lapped quickly, her tongue digging deeper. A finger went inside Kya's hole, softly circling the spongy g-spot. Her tongue darted around the writhing woman's clit. Fel savored each moan as she slowed, ensuring to vary her technique. Fel taunted the woman, denying her satisfaction until Kya's moans grew desperate. Maybe there was a little Imperial in her after all.