The Chronicles of Marcus Fett

The Chronicles of Marcus Fett 2012 v1.0

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Tome be Al’vende Marcus Fett, Haat Mando’ade.

Dramatis Personae

• Marcus Fett – Human/Kiffar male born on Correllia. True Mandalorian, Bounty Hunter • Bo Katan – Human female born on Mandalore. Death Watch Lieutenant

Setting: The Club at the Coruscant Pleasure Dome – a casino in Sac’h Town owned by enigmatic people of Haruun Kal and elsewhere.

Plot: Tales of the Chronicles of Marcus Fett

Tagline: Playtime is never over with this Mandalorian playboy

Marcus Fett Ignores standard splicing into rooms, and does as i said earlier. Tossing my jacket at your head casually. "Afternoon Bo" is the comment, as the sun has started to set.

Bo Katan *relaxing with a Netra'gal and catches his jacket and throws it to the side* Su'cuy Have a seat *shows him with her hands*

Marcus Fett *Hangs his hat on the wall and sits across from her, one of the netras hovering onto the table. Promptly being taken and popped open on a metal finger* Any news Bo?

Bo Katan About? *takes a swig of from her stout glass*

Marcus Fett *Tips his bottle before drinking* Nice shebs.

Bo Katan *glares* Stop looking at the Twi'leki server! *is in casino lounge*

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Marcus Fett *The server looked a little past dancing age, but still able to draw his attention for a moment* what? You rather I admire you Bo?

Bo Katan Do you have to be so obvious? *knows there is no way you can see my shebs when I'm sitting down in the lounge booth*

Marcus Fett Do you have to be so obvious at wanting all my attention? *Leans back and grins*

Bo Katan Elek...I deserve it!

Marcus Fett *Smirks and taps his lap* Come and sit then, I’ll give you plenty of attention.

Bo Katan *blinks* You'll have to do better than that to entice me. Besides *whispers* In a public place? *looks around*

Marcus Fett *Smirks and looks around slowly, seeing our little corner was nice and out of the way. No one really paying attention to two Mandalorians out of armor* Come here Bo *Smiles gently* I’ll read something for you if you do.

Bo Katan *rolls eyes* You come to me sometimes, ik'aad *takes a swig of Netra Gal*

Marcus Fett *Arches an eyebrow and leans back, arms on the bench’s end* I can’t sit on your lap cyar.




















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Bo Katan But you can sit next to me and if you're a good adiika, I'll give you some...uj'alayi *takes another swig and winks as foam makes a mustache*

Marcus Fett I’m bigger than you. *Leans over and licks the foam off her upper lip in a slow manner, hot breath washing over your mouth softly* Come sit in my lap, and next time I’ll be a good little adiika for you.

Bo Katan *exhales your tongue wiping from mouth and is mesmerized to come over to your lap* Whew! Heehee! They've got some good Netra'gal brewers here!

Marcus Fett *Smirks to myself and adjusts so your back is against my chest, facing away. Cupping your chin lightly to the side to kiss your jawline* Glad you got some good ale. Nothing like Coruscant for fun.

Bo Katan *eyes roll at the increase perception he has on her. She wonders if it is the gal, or him or both. Talking to herself she wonders aloud* Could he be manipulating me somehow? *thinks: damn that feels good*

Marcus Fett *Laughs gently, feeling her approval as he checked the bar. The rest of the crowd was facing the actual bar table, looking away as he pressed firm lips to his companions neck, warm, firm mouth caressing the skin*

Bo Katan *Feels the warmness in his arms as her mouth homes as her hips grind on his lap. She watches through her bangs like the strippers are doing to their clients, trying to mimic them*

Marcus Fett *A firm bulge formed in his lap, rubbing between her hips and slowly growing as she worked o ntop of it. His arms tight around her waist as his chest ground up and


















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down her back. With a dull smack his mouth latched onto a spot, sucking on her skin in slow sucks*

Bo Katan Mmmmarcus Fett *she moans* What are you doing to me? *rolls her head back to his shoulders facing his lips and kisses him feeling his manhood poke into her shebs*

Marcus Fett *Smirks as he slides his hands into her inner thighs, stroking the skin through her pants slow but firm, warm palms moving higher...and higher...as he ground the knot in his pants between her rear end* I have no idea what you mean *gives a very innocent smile*

Bo Katan *comes up for air and reaches for his face caressing his jaw kissing him deeply and looks at him briefly and then around in the bar. Reaches back and grabs the remote to make the "booth" more private*

Marcus Fett *Smirks as the curtain slides shut, and doesn’t waste a minute, hands cupping your chest and giving a few playful squeezes, my palms stroking your nipples through the shirt. Even as I engulf your mouth in mine, letting our tongues wrestle*

Bo Katan *flips over as my breasts hardened nipples scrap the top of your shirt and reaches down your body and unlatching your pants to remove that bulge begging to be freed from your pants*

Marcus Fett *My cock springs out of the constriction in my pants. Smacking into your hand as it throbs lightly, his Kiffar-size dick eager for her attention as he dragged her own pants off, one hand between her legs and stroking her slit through the scarce panties, the other pinching a nipple and tugging lightly*

Bo Katan *slaps his softly* OUCH! No pinching! Or I will... *slides down to his open crotch looking at the size of it ready to give it a good licking*
















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Marcus Fett *He blinked softly, his shaft hardened right then to its full length in half a second.*

Bo Katan *opens wide to see if she can accomplish this tasty feat and licks around his shaft and bores down to the edge as his head bumps the back of her throat. His veins pulsate while his cock was inside her mouth. She bumps the table a bit to get better traction and moves back up his sheath as her tongue wraps around his sheath again*

Marcus Fett *He grunted softly, his head falling back onto the chairs end as he lost his thought in the pleasure of his cock being englufed in such a skilled fashion. He looked down as her tongue wrapped on his dick, setting a hand on her head and bobbing her along his wide cock softly, one hand grabbing her chest and giving lustful squeezes*

Bo Katan *slaps your hand away from the picking and she bobs faster and more increasing speed. She enjoys his cock, more than...She stops realizing this fact and she stops, stands up and removes her panties taking his hand and presses his finger into her pussy as to how wet she is*

Marcus Fett *His finger slipped right up into her pussy, thrusting a few brief times, feeling her juices trickle into his palm. Her getting aroused by sucking his cock just added to his own arousal as he thrust the finger deep into her wet insides, adding a second finger to start stretching her out*

Bo Katan *she walked to him as her navel to breast faces him and she sits near his largess cock lying against her and puts her arms around his shoulders, softly saying* Well?

Marcus Fett *He set his hands on her shebs, squeezing softly and moving to let the tip of his wide manhood press against her entrance. He gripped her rear end and forced her to start sliding down his pole, filling her body up. He gave her a smirk, a glint in his eye* Good thing this place has soundproofing.
















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Bo Katan *raises brow* Nayc it does not! UUUUNNNNNHHHHH!! *said a bit more louder than usual as his cock slides into her and her hips rocks*

Marcus Fett *He gripped her shebs and bounced her up and down his cock, gliding in and out of her wet warmth pump after brutal pump. He leaned back against the chair as she rocked back and forth along his massive manhood* Mmm, now ride that beskar pole!

Bo Katan

*As her legs are bent she is able to disentangle on and raise it on his shoulder bouncing on his lap as his cock throbs insider here and her head rocks back pulling his head into her chest*

Marcus Fett *his face is buried in her cleavage, as his arms move her up. Sitting her on the table as he spread her legs and pumped furiously into her. His teeth nipping at her skin before he looked up at her, an evil look in his eye* Want to retire to your room? I think I still owe you a tie to a post.

Bo Katan *presses lips and eyes rock back as she feels his meat pounding into her* Mmmhmmm... What? Room? This is it. *feels his passion heat up* I-I have no room... This. place. is. pricey!

Marcus Fett Better make the room service earn its pay *Growls low as he pins her down onto the table, hands at her wrists as he thrusts in strong, powerful humps. Hips sinking between her legs as he abused her again and again*

Bo Katan AHHH! AHHH! *she exhales with each pump as he slams into in on the bar table. She loses hers bearings enjoying his thrusts feeling her muscles wrap around his cock...* MMarcus...FFFFe... *A Twi'lek waitress walks in on them*
















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Marcus Fett *he blinked twice, paused in midthrust into his companions increasingly tight insides* erm....two hundred credit tip? *He waited a half second, but was glad to see that the Twi'lek rather has two hundred credits, than saying anything as the couple resumed. Fett mounting her up higher, pounding his shaft down into her womb as he got rougher and rougher*

Bo Katan *Shocked the waitress ignored what they were but his thrusts causes her back to arch on the table and her arms hold on to him to not cause the table to collapse from under them* MMarcus, you-you-you are so deep! *eyes roll*

Marcus Fett *He only growled in response, such was his concentration on pounding the ever loving OSIK out of her. His cock went hilt deep into her pussy, balls smacking her ass as he savored the tight walls squeezing his cock*

Bo Katan Ahh *she moaned passionately. Realizing he only likes fucking the shit out of a Death Watch lieutenant. But it didn't matter she liked him fucking her as the table rocks more unstable*

Marcus Fett *It had nothing to do with her being Death Watch, but a very mesh'la woman, who he got along with. Even as she felt strong arms wrap around her and pull her up, holding her ass and bouncing her on his cock, faces inches apart*

Bo Katan *breathing fasts bouncing on his hard has he holds her up and it gets faster and faster and she studies his face and kisses him as she moans at how hard and huge he is with each thrust* Uhh Huhhh!!!

Marcus Fett *He pressed his lips against hers in a rough, messy kiss, even as his shaft swelled slightly in her capable pussy. He grunted quietly as she bounced so easily, his cock fitting in her so well as the tip pounded on against her womb again and again* Hope you can last two rounds Bo, I have the feeling one cum won’t be enough for me tonight!
















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Bo Katan *blinks incoherently as he speaks and then they collapse back onto the booth as the pounding gets harder and her moans get louder* Mmmmaaarrrrcuuuussss....*realizes how loud she is and whispers* You get the room then!

Marcus Fett Fuck that, I’m going to pump you full *he growled, pinning her right against the wall. His cock leaked a few drops of precum into her insides as he grabbed a breast, getting rougher and rougher with her as he slammed his cock hilt deep into her pink folds*

Bo Katan AIEEE *enter booth rocks as he slams inside her more powerfully each time. As sweat beads off their bodies*

Marcus Fett *he growls and holds her still as his cock erupts inside her, filling her pussy full of hot white seed. After a few moments his thrusting again, each hump sending more of the cum into her body*

Bo Katan *She feels his warmth entering into her pussy as his load oozes and wonders how much more does he have as she watches him. She kisses him wildly biting his lower lip tightly as his cum makes both of them slippery*

Marcus Fett *He was panting slightly as his white seed dripped from her pussy. He pulled out, letting it waterfall out, mixed with her own juices as he returned the kiss. He took her hand and set it around his cock, even as she felt that it was starting to return to its full hardness already* Hotel room?

Bo Katan *sees some bizarre figures behind the lighted curtain and whispers* OSIK! *quickly puts on all her clothes* Hurry, security beskar'ads!
















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Marcus Fett Oh fuck me *Pulls his jacket off the chair and tosses it over her, tugging his pants up and on, barely snapping the belt across the waist*

Bo Katan *disheveled hair, partially broken table, drinks spilled on the floor, the droids enter and ask if there is a problem in a voicebox sound* No, we uh...had a battle over negotiations...right, Fett? *looks at him if he can go along with it*

Marcus Fett *The man cleared his throat, his own hair always looked like he had just had sex anyway.* We had a discussion on the post coitus examinations of Mandalorians. She believed in a singular unity after death, while I disagreed on the fundamentals of ability on the conflicting battlegrounds. So we hit each other. It’s all good. *Grabs her by the wrist and pulls her out, tossing the Twi'lek her tip, and a little extra.* Now we must discuss this in a hotel room

Bo Katan *feels him grip on his wrist wondering how they're going to get a hotel room and scrambles after him past the other patrons*

Marcus Fett *It was, actually, a very, very lucky night for the bounty hunter. He set his hand on the shoulder of a broad, military looking Arkanian. The two conversed. As Bo no doubt could read lips like any soldier, she'd be able to see the said Arkanian was a Commander, owed Marcus around two hundred thousand credits.* I'll write it off for your room. 435? It’s a suite right? Vor'e. *Pockets a keycard and turns to his companion, a knowing grin on his face. It was a crooked grin Correllians used to show ‘I’m the best'*

Bo Katan *blinks because she's not been around any Mando-Cors before and she crosses her arms staring at him* What's this about?

Marcus Fett *He kept dragging her until they reached the lift, which he punched in the number for the fourth floor* He owed me. Saved his daughter from a band of pirates her boyfriend was in.
















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Bo Katan *looks at him feeling kind of warm and bothers only seeing his lips move but unable to understand what he's saying* Lek, dala, pirates...Oh?

Marcus Fett Are you alright Bo? *Grabs her arm to help her stay steady, looking her up and down*

Bo Katan *pushes her body against his in the lift kissing him passionately*

Marcus Fett *Laughs and wraps his arms around her, returning the kiss soft and warm* Now where'd that come from?

Bo Katan I just wanted to say thank you before this over...and if I...I never see you again...*nods*

Marcus Fett Eh? You'll see me again. *Grins*

Bo Katan *elevator stops at their floor and looks at him kissing and leads him to the room he stayed*

Marcus Fett *Laughs at her lead, unlocking the room and stepping into the suite. He swayed before collapsing into bed* Ugh!

Bo Katan *rushes to him shocked* Are-are you okay! *looks at the nearest comlink* I'll call the med-droids....




















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Marcus Fett It’s fine! *He grunted, holding his hip. His fingers came away a dull red.* Mir'osik, I am. There’s a reason I wasn’t out hunting tonight.

Bo Katan Whut? what do you mean? *watches his hand* You need a med-droid

Marcus Fett The Empire put a bounty on me. *Shrugs like this was a normal happening.* Got a blaster bolt in the ribs, I’ll be fine in a few days.

Bo Katan No you won't! And...I don't think this hotel is owned by the Empire. I was told some parties in the Mid-rim own this place and...their physicians keep it quiet. Very quiet if you know what I mean. *presses the comm* I need a meddroid to fix a prosthetic leg. *fix a hip*

Marcus Fett *grumbles slightly and stays sitting* Every time, people think I need help.

Bo Katan You should let me help you. *smiles* There are enough kyrbej to fight.

Marcus Fett *mutters and falls back* fine, fine.

Bo Katan *Strange large individuals enter with very different equipment and examine him. Estimate the problem and quickly set his bone. Drips something that dissolved the blaster wound. Very disgusted with the arm prosthetic. Then they leave* *I watch them methodical work on him and admires how quick they are but feels very funny about them and their tall frames. Wonders how no one in Coruscant knows about their work*

Marcus Fett *archs an eyebrow, and refuses to show the intense pain in his body at the drippy thing. My hand twitching towards my pistol*




















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Bo Katan *gently presses hand on his* How does that feel?

Marcus Fett Like a goddamn Aak hound just played fetch on my side.

Bo Katan *smirks* So no more for you? *pats his head*

Marcus Fett You can resume the sucky thing you were doing *Lays back in the bed, arms behind his head*

Bo Katan *rolls eyes and crosses arms with a smirk watching abs rise and fall underneath his unbuttoned pants* I will love to suck only if it is reciprocated...

Marcus Fett *Grins and adjusts his hips, sliding his pants down to show it was about halfway to full length* Take it as a challenge.

Bo Katan *straddles him and 'crawls up to his chest reaching back, the flips around with her shebs facing him and licks his half awakened cock still having her pants on*

Marcus Fett He grunted quietly, her tongue causing his shaft to harden amazingly quick. Soon it pressed up against her cheek as he grabbed her rear end and squeezed tight*

Bo Katan *unzips her pants and rips off her clothes naked realizing she left her panties in the bar*




















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Marcus Fett *He laughed gently and licked up her slit, his tongue teasing around her entrance lightly as he spread her shebs wide apart, letting him dip his wet mouth muscle into her sex*

Bo Katan *she sucks his cock up and down as he gets harder and harder. She licking it faster and faster*

Marcus Fett *he grunted softly and thrust his tongue deep into her form, wiggling it left and right inside her pussy as his shaft hardened to its full potential in her mouth. He briefly wondered just how good at giving head she was*

Bo Katan *she pulls up and looks around to him enjoying himself to her treats and pulls her finger over his nose* You seem to be enjoying yourself? Are you done?

Marcus Fett *he blinked and arched an eyebrow* hell no!

Bo Katan *rocks up a bit feeling his tongue against between her shebs and pussy*

Marcus Fett *Grunts quietly and thinks 'maybe I am done. An injury and a fuckfest might get me killed' before leaning back* Aye, I’m out. My side killing me.

Bo Katan Oh? Because I thought you liked "reverse cowgirl"?

Marcus Fett I love it *he grumbled, rolling over onto his front and hiding his head under a pillow* but in my defense I’ve been shot, stabbed, and sexually assaulted today *he grinned at her, teasing her to the last part*




















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Bo Katan *blinks and pinches him hard on his side* I'm not sure who assaulted, who?

Marcus Fett *grunts and winces* It’s not my fault. You’re like a Falleen in heat, giving me horniness all the damn time

Bo Katan I am NOT AS UGLY AS a FALLEEN am I?

Marcus Fett I meant the pheromones dear. *Laughs underneath his pillow*

Bo Katan *bops his pillow on his head*

Marcus Fett *grunts in slight pain*

Bo Katan You can be di'kut or an ik'aad about it, but don't start something you can't finish! *digs in her wet pussy and wipes it around his still hardened cock*

Marcus Fett *Grabs her hips and pushes over her, keeping her in that reverse cowgirl position. His hands smacked her shebs as he started bouncing her up and down on his cock* fine then, I’ll just get to cum on the mesh'la body again!

Bo Katan *feels the deepness inside her and swings her legs forward, leaning back moving up and down to get the full thrust action* Stop pouting...

Marcus Fett I’m not pouting. *Grabs her hips and pounds her up and down, holding her fully onto his cock as he ground her left and right along his manhood, letting her feel the lengths tip drag across all her inner walls*






















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Bo Katan UHHHHHHH Lek, Lek, Lek...*amazed at this position and his pounding her legs falls and she goes on all fours and humping him harder and harder*

Marcus Fett *He growls lightly, turned on by her rapid thrusting as his cock is milked by her tight insides, he grips her ass and keeps her bouncing on his shaft, leaning back to make it go even deeper into her body*

Bo Katan Mmmmarcussss *she falls on his legs pushing down* What-what-what are you UUHHHHHH doing to meeee...

Marcus Fett *He humped up into her, moving and pushing her down onto her back, mounting her legs apart as he started pumping down into her* Not my fault, you turned me right back on!

Bo Katan *Tongued tied, sweats drips from him onto her while she watches his body rhythmically moved onto her. She watches his eyes*

Marcus Fett *He was watching her chest bounce as he pounded her rapidly. Having an idea of where his next load of cum would be going before locking eyes with her. The mismatched blues intense in their lovemaking as he held her legs far apart, the dull thud of hips smacking hips over and over again*

Bo Katan *her lips pursed lipped breathing takes her hand and caresses he face gently and smiles as he thrusts himself inside her*

Marcus Fett *he smiled gently and leaned down, kissing her deep, tongue wrapping around hers as his chest pinned hers down to the bed. He kept her close as he pounded his manhood deep into her body, the tip rapping against her deepest womb*


















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Bo Katan *She feels his tongue entwined with hers and holds him my neck harder and harder. She puts her neck back and starts to hyperventilate and unable to breathe* Marcus... Marcus... Oya... Ik'aad... Please...

Marcus Fett *he pulls out and rolls over, also out of breath as he lies on his back*

Bo Katan *catches her breath confused as to what just happened*

Marcus Fett *grunts* you about suffocated

Bo Katan I did?

Marcus Fett Hyperventilated, couldn’t breathe. *Rolls back over, stripping his clothing off and pulling a pair of old fatigue pajamas on*

Bo Katan You're going to sleep?

Marcus Fett *grunts quietly* I own a planet. Good place for vacation. I’m heading their tomorrow.

Bo Katan *watches him shocked then puts her pants back on*



















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Marcus Fett *Sits up to pull his own shirt own* You better come visit. http://i55.tinypic.com/v4w8cy.jpg

Bo Katan Di'kut! What was I thinking?

Marcus Fett *blinks*

Bo Katan *pulls over jacket and puts on buy'ce* You need to rest that hip of yours *kisses your check* I can't do that to my husband...

Marcus Fett http://i55.tinypic.com/v4w8cy.jpg I can use pictures too

Bo Katan *unimpressed*

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Bo Katan *shrugs* And? You're talkin' to other people.

Marcus Fett I’m about to got to bed. So g'nite Bobo, try and behave.

Bo Katan*leaves your room to get back on her ship and cries her eyes out*


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