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TITLE: Sun Labs
AUTHOR: Schmootika
RATING: NC-17
CHARACTERS: Vader, OFC

SUMMARY: Response to a Fiction Challenge on Vader's Fortress. Vader is stranded on Earth and finds a kindred spirit in a robotics lab.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in the Star Wars universe, nor do I make any money from this or any of my stories. If I did own it, I would have a naked Sith Lord in my bed and would not be writing this story.

Whitmore Sun Labs was the oldest and most respected medical robotics laboratory in the country. Their research department had the uncanny knack as of late for turning out some incredibly inventive devices. Their competitors were stumped. They'd often tried to infiltrate the secured facility on many occasions, but they never succeeded. Sun Labs had a dark secret, a real dark secret.

Jessie sat at her desk typing up internal memos and handling the constantly ring phone. Her job as the lead researcher's secretary was not only stressful, but also very fast paced - especially since the company hired a new researcher. Jessie hadn't met this new man, but he seemed to be full of great ideas and remarkably came up with them quickly.

The job required her to work late at times and this would be one of those times. Jessie prepared the last of the documents for the grant committee for her boss Mike's pet project. She stretched and looked up at the clock, 7:00 PM. Placing all the completed papers into a presentation folder, she got up from her chair and wandered down the hallway, poking her head into her boss's office. Mike was not there, but his computer was on; so she knew he was still in the building.

Jessie headed to the secured and guarded door that led to the main laboratory. Showing her pass to the guard, he nodded and she leaned down and put her face to a small panel by the door, flinching slightly as the machine performed a retinal scan. The door buzzed open and she waved to the guard as she stepped through.

As the door locked behind her, Jessie heard screams from down the brightly lit corridor and saw chunks of metal flying against the wall. Creeping down the hall, she heard her boss.

"You've got to stop doing that. That is the reason we can't keep an assistant to work with you."

Jessie walked in and Mike looked over to her. "The grant stuff done?"

She smiled sweetly at him and replied, "Yes sir. All done and ready for submission."

Mike gave a relieved sigh and turned back to continue his conversation with the new researcher but he was nowhere to be found. Smirking, Jessie placed a hand on Mike's shoulder.

"Who were you talking to?"

Out of the corner of her eyes, Jessie saw the shadows move and a large man, dressed entirely in black leather with his head covered in a shiny black helmet, emerged from them. She walked over to him, and looked up into the eyes of the mask. She met some weird researchers in her time, but his get up most have been the strangest she had ever seen.

"You must be the new researcher. I am Jessie. It is a pleasure to meet someone as talented as you."

She held out her hand to him could hear an even, measured, mechanical breathing emanating from him.

The new researcher looked down at the offered hand, not sure how to take this gesture of kindness. He could feel that this woman had no fear of him, a refreshing trait in a female.

Taking her hand in his, he leaned down and said, "I am Vader."

Jessie chuckled at his deep low voice.

"Nice to meet you."

She turned to Mike, put her hands on her hips and asked, "Have you eaten today?"

Mike blushed slightly and shook his head.

"Ok, I will order something."

Turning to Vader, she smiled and asked him, "What would you like to eat?"

Mike coughed, suspiciously, as Vader replied to her, "I do not require anything at this time."

"Suit yourself."

Jessie walked out of the lab and into a nearby cubicle to borrow the phone.

Vader walked to Mike, and saw him shy away as he approached.

"I may require her as an assistant."

Mike stood tall and replied, "She is my secretary. I do not believe she would be useful to you."

Vader sensed jealousy in Mike and grinned inside his mask. He appreciated the fact the Jessie showed no fear toward him. He also felt an attraction coming from her, something that she did not try to shield from him.

"You would be surprised at what I find useful," Vader smirked.

Over the next few weeks, Jessie made sure she went to Vader's lab and spoke with him whenever possible. She felt there was more to him than just an impressive and daunting exterior. The man inside intrigued her and she wanted to know everything about him.

Late one Friday night, she finished her paperwork and went back to see Vader. Gathering up a cooler she hid under her desk, she locked her door and walked down the hallway. She noticed that Mike was already gone and she sighed in relief as she passed his office. As Jessie turned into Vader's lab, she saw him adjusting his gloves and noticed a flash of silver on his wrists.

A smile crept across her lips and she sat down the cooler on his table, then warmly addressed him, "Good evening. Are you all alone tonight?"

Vader turned to see her sweet face and walked from around the table to stand in front of her.

"Not anymore."

He reached out and held her hands.

Snickering, she looked into the eyes of his mask, almost loosing herself in the darkness.

"So I guess I can stay and entertain you tonight? You want a beer?" Jessie asked as she walked to the cooler and grabbed a cold bottle.

Shaking his head, Vader replied, "I wish that was possible. It looks, refreshing."

Gulping down half of the bottle, she wiped her mouth and turned to him.

"Do you not eat or drink?"

Vader turned his back to her and began pacing around the room. "I do, but it is only a nutritional supplement."

Finishing the beer, she sat the empty bottle down and fished out another. She could tell, even through his synthesized voice that there was a bit of sadness there. "I didn't mean to upset you."

Stopping in his tracks, he whirled around and faced her. "No harm done, my lady."

She almost spit her beer across the room. "Lady? Oh hell. I haven't been called one of those in a very long time."

Their conversation flowed easily from that point. They discussed her home, how she came to be at the lab and her hopes for the future. She told him how she was a lab technician when she first came to Sun Labs and how much Mike appreciated her help with the paperwork. Vader did not say much about his own life; he chose to let it remain a mystery. Jessie finished all of the beer and felt the effects as she moved closer to Vader.

Her desires were clearly apparent as she loosened the buttons on her blouse. "So, what is under that suit?"

Chuckling, Vader pulled her close. "Do you want to find out, young one?"

Jessie placed her hands on either side of his chest panel and felt warmth underneath. She stared up at him through slightly drunken eyes. Jessie always needed a bit of help to bring out the uninhibited side of her nature.

In a husky voice, she replied, "I want to find out everything."

She quivered at his touch, and he enjoyed the sensations of lust and yearning rolling off her. Pulling his long cape off, he tossed it onto the table as he ripped her blouse open, sending buttons flying off in all directions. Arching her back, Jessie felt his strong hands running up her torso and over her shoulders to push her silken blouse from her body. Vader's breathing quickened as she kneaded her breasts and heard her moans.

It had been a long time for both of them and Jessie willingly gave him whatever he wanted and what she truly needed. She craved the touch of another and it seemed he was more than happy to comply. Running his hands lower, he grabbed her skirt and tore it from her body. Gasping at the strength and the wanton desire, Jessie reached out to him, squeezing his obviously sculpted ass through his leather pants. Vader moaned and pulled her away from him as he reached behind and unfastened his codpiece.

Jessie looked toward the open lab door, and wondered if anyone would catch her in a compromising position. She jumped as the door shut and locked. Vader pulled her to him and she felt his need straining against his pants as he rolled his hips against her.

"No one will see us now," he hissed.

At that point, Jessie did not care if anyone saw her or not. Her senses were on overload and her body consumed with a primal craving for this man. Turning her back to him, she rubbed her ass along the thick hard proof of his desires and groaned when she felt him tug his pants open.

Grabbing her hips, he ran his hard member across her wet slit and groaned at the contact. It had been to long indeed. Jessie moved back against him and felt his hips roll forward, sheathing himself in slowly. Vader gripped her firmly and steadied himself as he plunged deeper into her tight wetness.

They groaned and panted as they both lost themselves in the passions of the flesh. Leather slapping against naked skin, warm juices flowing freely, fingers gripping hips tightly, and delightful moans filled the room.

Jessie ground against him, feeling herself slip over the edge into a much needed plane of euphoria. Her orgasm racked her body and Vader did his best to hold on tightly, keeping up a blistering pace inside her. The sensation of her muscles clenching onto him so tightly, sent him over the edge and he grunted loudly as he came inside her.

Jessie stood up and leaned back against him, feeling his chest heave against her back. He ran a hand though her now sweat slicked hair and sighed contentedly. Wiggling against him, she contracted her muscles and felt him slip from her. Vader was impressed with her control and smacked her on the ass as she moved away from him.

Turning around, Jessie looked at him through heavy lidded eyes. She spied his cloak, lain across the table.

"May I?" she asked, grabbing his long black cloak.

"Of course," he replied, his eyes gleaming, unbeknownst to her.

She heaved the thin, yet surprisingly heavy cloak around her shoulders and covered her naked flesh. Wrapping it around her, she nuzzled her own shoulder, breathing in deeply, enjoying the scent of leather that remained on it. Vader stepped up behind her and wrapped his strong arms about her waist, pulling her to him.

"You may be very useful to me, young one." His voice was deep and extremely sultry as he stroked her hair.

"Useful?" Jessie was not entirely sure what he meant, but she knew it didn't have a lot to do with his experiments.

"Do not sell yourself short. There are a great many things I will require your assistance with, if you are willing." His words rang in her ears. She leaned back into his embrace and rolled her shoulders against his arms.

"I will help you anyway I can." Her breathless reply came, almost shocking her with the deep lustful injection.

Vader turned her around to face him and cupped her cheeks. "It will require you to see me. All of me." His words stumbled from his lips that were no doubt trembling, not with fear but with worry of rejection. He did not wish to mangle such a pretty little creature if she shied away from him now.

Jessie looked deep into the eyes of his mask, and her words rolled off her tongue. "Show me."

Vader led her down the hallway to a part of the lab she never knew existed. It was something that had been added on since she was employed there. Vader thumbed the controls at the door and a sealed hiss rang out as it opened. When she stepped in and the door shut, Jessie felt a change in pressure.

Vader held her tightly as she adjusted to the change. "It will only last for a few moments." His voice was reassuring and she felt she ears pop and her body relax.

His cloak draped over her body like a black cloud, billowing as she walked around the room and examined the various apparatuses in it. Turning to look at him, she saw Vader sitting in a chair in the middle of the room.

"Come. Sit." His words were not a suggestion, but a command, and she dutifully obeyed.

A claw like device descended from the ceiling and grabbed hold of his helmet. Jessie heard the whirr and hiss as it pulled his helmet from his head. He reached up, placed a hand on either side of the facemask, and gently tugged it down, revealing a scarred, pale, yet strikingly handsome man. She figured him to be no older than herself and she bit her lower lip as she observed him, her desires already causing a heat between her legs.

He reached into his mouth and after a few gagging noises pulled what looked to be a trach tube from his throat. Vader stood and pulled his gloves off, showing her his cybernetic arms and hands. Jessie rose and grasped his right hand, feeling along each joint and marveling at the workmanship.

He spoke to her, not in his synthized voice, but his real one, obliviously rasped from the tube. "Do you still wish to assist me, young one?"

Jessie raised her hand and ran it across the scar on his cheek. "I am not so young. And I am more than willing to help you in any way I can."

Vader cocked his head and ran one hand through her hair, marveling at the golden hue as it passed between his silver fingers. "How old are you?"

Leaning into his hand and running hers down his leather-clad chest, she replied, "Thirty-five."

Stepping away from her, Vader reached behind himself and undid the fastens on his tunic, shaking the top from his body. "You are not so different as I. In fact we are the same age." He pushed his cloak from her shoulders and it pooled in a black nest around her feet. Holding onto her, he gathered her to him and breathed deeply, enjoying the scent he long ago forgot.

Jessie found it hard to concentrate as she let her hands wander over his strong shoulders and perfectly sculptured chest. He no doubt was a warrior and his body showed the toned and firm physique of one. Stepping away from her, he loosened his trousers and sat down to remove his boots. She could not resist kneeling before him and taking his boots off herself. Seeing his glistening metal feet, she knew the damage had not been fully revealed and he stood as he pulled his trousers down.

Jessie ran her hands up from his feet, marveling once again at the technology wrapped into this man. Her hand brushed the flesh around his knees and he moaned at the contact. Looking upward, she saw his large thick member, hard and twitching against his stomach. The very sight of this half flesh, half-cybernetic man made her wet with excitement.

Vader knew her feelings and he relished the fact he found someone who would not turn away from him in fear or disgust. He sensed her lust for him and it only fueled his own cravings. Placing his cold hands on her shoulders, he helped her up and bent down to place a kiss on her lips. He devoured her mouth, his tongue seeking hers out and finding no resistance, just pure acceptance.

Jessie loved the combination of the cold and the hot, his hot lips on hers, his warm wet tongue wrapping against her own and the cold metal fingers twisting in her hair and cupping her breasts. She wanted to feel every inch of him, to explore all of him. She delighted in the whirrs of clicks of his hands and feet as he moved her over to the couch.

Kneeling in front of her, he ran his full red lips across her neck, placing bites along his way as his hands ran down her chest and tickled her legs. She traced the scars on his head, winching as she realized that these wounds might have almost caused his death. Astonished at the smoothness of his skin, she felt him slip lower between her legs. Looking down, she caught his mesmerizing gaze and he flashed a smile as he flicked his tongue over her quivering flesh.

Moaning against his agile tongue, Jessie caught one of his hands and threaded her fingers in his, noticing that the cold metal was now warm against her skin. His cold blue eyes never wavered from hers and she shuddered against him as he inserted two fingers deep inside her. The coldness of his fingers soon warmed with her body heat and he twisted them upwards, searching for the spot that would drive her wild. She was an open book to him and he found it hard to keep his own feelings in check as he felt her excitement increasing.

Jessie rolled her hips as Vader found her spot and drove her to sweet completion. She cried out and rocked frantically, her juices covering his face. Vader drank deeply as she slowed her movements, panting and smiling contentedly. Moving slowly up her body, she felt his hard warmth sliding up her thighs, followed by the cold metal of his legs rubbing against hers.

Eagerly, she held her legs up as he slid into her, his head buried in the crook of her neck. Threading her legs around his, Jessie dug her fingers in the flesh of his back and heard him grunt against her. She smiled and nuzzled against him, rubbing her face along the smooth soft skin on his head.

Vader pulled himself up on his hands and bent down to kiss her deeply, his thrusts deep and slow inside her. Jessie nibbled on his full lips and looked deep into his dark blue eyes. They seemed to hold so much passion and pain; she almost drowned in the dark beauty of them. Twisting her body beneath him, she lifted one leg and placed it around his waist, angling him deeper inside her.

Throwing her head back, Vader could not resist her long neck and bit sharply. He was rewarded with her cries of delight and the feel of her muscles gripping him tightly as she came around him. He quickened his pace and lunged deep into her, his back arching as he grunted. Jessie dug her nails into his back and Vader hissed and moaned, shuddering against her.

Vader lay on top of her, stated and at peace for the first time in quite a while. Wrapping her arms around him, Jessie kissed his head and sighed, satisfied and content. A large smile colored her face and she stroked his back, running her fingers over the fresh scratch marks. "Is this what you wanted an assistant for?"

She heard Vader chuckling against her chest and he sat up to look at her. "No, but this was a good start."

Jessie stayed with Vader the rest of the weekend, enjoying his company and the many pleasures he bestowed upon her willing body. They discussed what his ultimate goals were and how he wanted to go about bringing them to fruition. Jessie agreed to help him out in any way possible.

Mike noticed a change in Vader Monday when he returned to the lab. Although he did not make mention of it, he was sure that Jessie had something to do with the calm that now surrounded Vader. He knew something must have happened over the weekend, but he was just thankful that he walked back into a serene lab.

Jessie continued to visit Vader whenever possible, but she observed Mike trying to keep her from him. She never noticed his jealous streak before, and it made her giggle as he tried in vain to keep them apart. When Vader requested Jessie's presence, he made it clear to Mike that his wishes would not be denied. Mike still cowered in fear of this man, and that alone made Jessie snicker whenever Mike asked her to join them in the lab.

She became quite attached to Vader in the following weeks and Jessie soon found herself in a precarious spot. It would soon be time for Vader to leave her and although she knew she could not change his mind, she wanted him to stay. Showing her his ship, she was amazed that any of their technology could help him. His world was centuries beyond hers but he was extremely resourceful and found a way to modify certain components to suit his purposes.

Vader told her to meet him at the door to his quarters after work one night and Jessie knew this must be the goodbye she dreaded. Standing outside his door, she took a deep breath and pressed the buzzer. The door whooshed open and she slowly walked inside. The familiar sensations of his pressurized room brought a smile to her face but her feet felt like they were made of concrete and her emotions were black as the night sky. She wouldn't admit to falling for this mysterious, charismatic man, but she knew she would miss him deeply when he left.

Looking around the room, she saw his black cloak laid on the back of the couch and the remainder of his suit there as well. She gasped in shock as she felt his cold arms wrap around her waist.

"You scared the shit out of me." Jessie hollered at him, turned around and beating her fists on his chest.

He stood before her with a malicious grin on his face. Jessie smiled back and flung her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her to place a sweet kiss on his lips. Vader ran his tongue across her lips and she parted her lips, her tongue seeking his out. Pulling herself from his lips, she stood back and drank in the sight of him. She marveled at the way his body merged with the cybernetics and loved to see him flex and move.

Vader took her by the hand and led her over to his chair, kneeling before her as she sat down. "This will be my last night here." His voice wavered slightly, and Jessie could feel his sorrow at this statement.

Reaching out to cup his face, Jessie replied, "I know. I'll just have to make it a memorable one."

She smiled sweetly at him, trying to hide the sad look in her eyes.

"I knew you would say that," Vader replied and ran his fingers over her thighs. His eyes lit up and seemed to twinkle as he rose up on his knees and kissed her soundly.

That night seemed to last a lifetime for Jessie. She let Vader take her in every way he wanted and he let her do the same to him. They seemed unable to get enough of each other, both craving the other so desperately that when the morning came, they did not want to let go of each other. As Jessie stood back and watched the claw device place his helmet on, she sighed mournfully, knowing the time for the real goodbyes had come.

Escorting him from the lab, she proudly wrapped her arm in his and walked though the corridors to hushed whispers and gasps. Struggling to keep up with his long strides, Vader chuckled and slowed his pace, giving Jessie a chance to catch up. Upon their arrival at his ship, Vader turned to look at her and saw she had tears in her eyes.

"You have helped me greatly and I want you to keep something for me."

Jessie's eyes sparkled at his words and watched him remove his cloak, handing it to her. "Keep this safe for me. I will return for it one day."

Throwing her arms around his armored neck, she looked deep into the eyes of his mask and replied, "I will."

Vader ran a gloved finger across her lips, and she parted them to his touch. He sighed and walked up the landing plank. As he stood in the ship, the door slowly closing, he turned back to see Jessie clutching his cloak, wrapping it around her and nuzzling against it.

FIN

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