Kikha opened her big black eyes and stared up at the distant stars. She also saw the huge, broken Trade Federation ship looming behind some even larger asteroids. They were extremely lucky, but also very unfortunate.
Since most of the Trade Federation Fleet was automated with Droids, there really weren't that many living supplies onboard. Even with such an enormous vessel and countless tinier wrecks, it was rare to find water or food. The positive side was that there would definitely be parts that they could use to repair the ship. Either inside of that giant wreck or floating around in this asteroid field.
"Deus…" Hearing her Padawan whisper, she turned over and smiled wryly. The girl had a smile on her slightly swollen lips. Those cheeks and jaws also ached quite a bit. She was wearing a brown cloak with nothing underneath, revealing one of those large purple breasts that fell out of the front as she laid on her side.
'So thirsty…' A dark voice whispered into the back Kikha's mind as her tentacles reached out towards the girl. She could feel and smell Asmodeus' juices on her lips, down her chin, little droplets on those sweaty breasts, her belly, even that cute little blue slit… Kikha's dark eyes blinked and she shook her head, calming herself down again.
"I'm so dehydrated." Kikha didn't even wet herself this time. She had a surging migraine and wobbled as she stood up with a hand on a console nearby. Then she opened the door and that familiar, delicious scent crashed into her face once more!
"Phew~!" She breathed a long sigh and looked over at the boy who was sleeping on his side. His red cock was actually flaccid, though it was still a little sticky-looking. Obviously he was naked again. He was always naked when he slept.
'Eat him.'
"Jedi use their powers to defend and to protect, never to attack others… Jedi respect life, in any form…"
She muttered as she walked closer. Those dry lips were a little cracked, her tentacles could barely even move. She was wearing a white loin cloth and a thin piece of white cloth over her breasts. As long as someone looked up from a slight angle, it was easy to see those tiny nipples and perky tits.
"Jedi… Serve others… Rather than ruling over them…" Kikha knelt down next to the couch and breathed in that powerful stench, almost salivating if it wasn't for how dry her mouth felt. She stuck out her pink tongue and licked up the tiny puddle of cum that dripped from the tip of his cock earlier.
"For the good of the Galaxy…"
In her mouth were short and sharp fang-like teeth! Those grayish-blue tentacles stretched out desperately and wrapped around behind his ass, across his abs and underneath his balls, squeezing between his closed legs.
"I can't…"
'Drink!'
"No… I… Shouldn't…"
'Survive!'
"I won't give in… To the Dark Side."
She finally pulled her face away from that exhausted cock and struggled to force her tentacles away from Asmodeus' delicious asshole. Breathing heavily as she noticed something. Sniffing, she knelt down in front of the workbench. The metal was covered in a thin layer of slime… A lot of vaginal discharge, plenty of sweat, countless unfortunate Sith sperm cells on the verge of death.
'Drink.'
She didn't hesitate this time. Pressing her thirsty tentacles against the ground, along with her face. Kikha licked like her life depended on it. Because it really did. They were rationing food and water, but everyone needed a different amount of food and water to survive. A lot of the bathroom's water was actually in the wing that was lost, otherwise they could've just filtered it. No, if it came down to it, both her and Asmodeus were definitely able to 'filter' it themselves.
Unfortunately, a lot of the moisture from the cum had already evaporated. It took her a few minutes to finally lift her head up and notice something. She walked over to the kitchen area on the other side of the room, sniffing and waving her tentacle hair around, "More…"
Inside the refrigerator there were containers of soda and other juices. Along with some meat, vegetables and other random foods. They stored enough for a few weeks. But only for 2 people. Even in an emergency, they never expected things to become 'this' bad and still survive.
"Deus…" As soon as she saw the glass of pungent juices in the refrigerator, she couldn't help smiling. Pulling out the cold goopy juice, she had no qualms about quickly guzzling it down. After she finished, she couldn't help sighing. Noticing that the jar filled with blue caviar was half-empty. She took out another empty glass from the refrigerator. It still stank of her own familiar scent.
"We will survive. The Force is with us."
As she said that with a serious expression, she took off her panties and crouched down a bit. Those somewhat 'dry' lips spread open as she held the cup as steadily as she could. The pure, clear juices sprayed out hard at first, then only dribbled a bit. Her urethra flared a few times and she strained a bit, but eventually spurted out a little more special sauce.
"If Obi-wan ever finds out about this, I'll never hear the end of it."
She chuckled to herself and stored the piss back in the refrigerator. Thankfully Sith Purebloods, Nautolans and Twi'leks have very different renal systems. At least different enough that if necessary, they can make the most out of what little water they have left.
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