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Knights of the Old Republic: Episode II

Ahmose Inarus

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Criminal Minds, and I most certainly do NOT own Star Wars.

SLASH WARNING!!! H/R

Chapter 1

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

STAR WARS

KNIGHTS OF THE OLD REPUBLIC
EPISODE II
REDEMPTION

It has been two years since the Jedi/Sith battle
over Vjun in which Master Hssa Sssraa was lost,
and PADAWAN SPENCER REID was taken by the
Sith Lord, DARTH REAPER. Despite the efforts
of the Master Jedi Shadows all over the galaxy,
the Padawan is still in the clutches of the Sith.

It was not quite ten months after his disappearance
that a Sith Lord by the name of DARTH LIVION
began to reach the ears of the Galactic Republic,
and before they knew it he came to Coruscant itself,
and murdered a Senator from Telos in cold blood.
Most distressing was the fact that the team of Jedi
who had attempted to apprehend him returned
to the Jedi Council empty handed, only to report
that Darth Livion was the missing Padawan;
Spencer Reid had Fallen to the Dark Side.

Despite being one of the top ten most wanted
in the Galaxy, Darth Livion’s power is merely a
fraction of what it was before he fell to the Dark
Side, much to the chagrin of the Sith. But now
he seems to be going through yet another change.
He is consumed by dreams of his former lover,
JEDI KNIGHT AARON HOTCHNER, and is
beginning to rebel against his Sith Masters. The
question is, is the Dark Side losing its hold over
him, or is Darth Livion seeking to become the

new Dark Lord of the Sith…?

PLANET: CAROSI

LOCATION: RESIDENTIAL MODULE

TIME: PRE DAWN

A tall, slender youth lay face down in the dark, one knee cocked out while the other leg was straight. One arm was curled around the pillow that long, dark locks were splayed out over, and the other arm was resting by the pale body, palm up. The ribs could easily be seen under the lily white skin, slowly expanding with every soft inhale. A dark sheet was draped over the figure’s buttocks and thigh.

All was quiet.

Until yellow eyes suddenly snapped open. They stared into the dark and blinked, then narrowed. There was a sudden hum from the other side of the door to the room and then suddenly, a long glowing yellow shaft pierced the door. The metal turned near-molten as the humming blade sliced a hole in the door. A moment later, the round piece fell into the room with a loud slam.

“HRRAAHHH!!” The figure on the bed leapt up and whirled, landing in a crouch. Two fiery red glows erupted from either end of a long metal shaft; the Double-bladed Lightsaber hummed angrily.

Light out in the corridor prevented him from seeing the details of the figure in the doorway… only the sillouhette was visible. The figure stepped through the hole and raised his weapons… two yellow single blade Lightsabers.

Both men stared at each other in silence, waiting for the other to make the first move.

Finally, the boy narrowed his eyes and bared his teeth, launching himself forward, spinning his weapon. The two yellow blades blocked his blow and he turned on the balls of his feet, throwing a harsh side kick into the intruder’s stomach.

“WHOOF!” The intruder stumbled, then threw out a hand.

“AHHG!” Howled the lithe young man as he was thrown across the room and slammed into the wall. The Lightsaber fell from his hands and he fell to the bed. The intruder reached out a hand and the boy found himself pinned down on his back by the Force. He strained to move, gasping and snarling angrily. The intruder tucked his Lightsabers into his robes and walked over to the bed. He stared down at the nude figure, white skin standing out against the dark sheets.

The boy growled when the man moved onto the bed, straddling the youth’s knees.

“Release me…” He hissed, eyes blazing. The man just stared down at him in the dark, then reached out and rested his hands on the boy’s slender hips. The boy’s eyes widened. They stared at each other for several minutes, and then the man leaned over and kissed him. The young man’s eyes widened even more and he arched his back, trying to throw the man off. But then, the man’s essence invaded all of his senses. Lusty sighs against his lips… the taste of his mouth as he slipped a tongue between the boy’s lips… his scent filled his nose… the boy’s body relaxed and his eyes slid closed as he opened his mouth. The man sighed and pulled the slender body tightly against his own and the kiss deepened.

Finally, the kiss ended.

“… Aaron…” Came the sigh. “It’s you…”

“I missed you.” The man breathed. “Spencer… I was so worried…”

“I… I was losing hope.” Reid confessed. “Oh, Aaron… I…” He was cut off as Hotch flung himself onto the boy’s body, crushing his mouth against Reid’s, groaning as Reid bucked his hips up and began grinding against his hip. Hotch released Reid’s lips and moved his mouth down, trailing sloppy kisses on his throat and chest, grinding against the boy beneath him. Reid threw his head back and began gasping and groaning in raw pleasure, then yelped as the Jedi Knight’s teeth sank into the soft flesh of the juncture of his shoulder and neck. He groaned in lust and pain and one of his hands drifted down to grip Hotch’s thigh. Hotch released his grip on Reid’s neck and kissed him again.

Hotch then moved away, quickly shedding his clothing before returning to his lover’s side.

A feral grin spread over his face as he stared at Reid. The boy was moaning and writhing, running his hands over his own thighs, and stroking his straining erection. One hand dragged up his chest, and then down again, gripping the base of his erection. Hotch grinned and caught Reid’s active hands, pinning them above his head. Reid whined in protest, and Hotch chuckled, using his free hand to grip Reid’s length. The boy gave a choked cry and bucked his hips. Hotch grinned and massaged the stiff flesh, leaning over to claim the boy’s lips.

Reid returned the kiss heatedly, grinding into Hotch’s palm. But after a moment, Hotch released his length and moved his hand between the boy’s thighs, sliding a finger into him and smiling slightly at the small whiny grunt that Reid let out. He added a second finger after a moment, preparing Reid thoroughly, finally adding a third.

“I love you…” Hotch murmured and nuzzled Reid’s throat, feeling the boy spread his legs to allow him access. “I love you.” He said again, mounting his lover, who shivered. He felt Reid grip his shoulders as he moved into position.

“Hotch….” Reid whimpered, desire in his tone.

“I love you.” Hotch affirmed, and Reid tightened his grip, gasped and arched his back as Hotch began to press into him, slowly. “I love you so much baby… I missed you… but everything is going to be okay now…” He murmured softly between kisses, and continued to do so until he sat fully sheathed in Reid’s body. His hands gently stroked and soothed the trembling boy beneath him, his ears listening to every tiny gasp and whimper as Reid adjusted.

“Spencer… Do you love me?” He whispered into the boy’s ear, and Reid turned blurry tear filled eyes on him.

“Yes.” He gasped, and then moaned as Hotch kissed him tenderly. He allowed the joyful tears to fall and shuddered when Hotch began to move, being as gentle as he could. Out, and in, out, and in, slowly, making sure that Reid was feeling nothing but pleasure. Reid shivered and moaned again, his inner muscles gripping onto Hotch, making the Jedi Knight gasp into Reid’s mouth. Reid broke the kiss as his head fell back. He lifted his hips up to meet Hotch as he re-entered him, and Hotch took this as a sign that Reid was comfortable.

“If I do anything you don’t like, tell me.” He whispered. “And if there is something that you want me to do, tell me.” Reid whimpered and nodded, and Hotch began to move a bit faster, and a bit harder. Reid moaned and continued to meet Hotch’s thrusts.

“Say it again.” Reid panted.

“I love you.” Hotch complied, smiling and kissing Reid’s throat, his mouth watering at the sight of Reid with his head craned back, eyes closed and lips parted, panting and moaning in exquisite pleasure.

Reid felt like he was on fire, his body lit with pleasure that he had never known with anyone else. He could feel every inch of Hotch inside of him, filling him to the point of a slight pain that only enhanced the pleasure. Then Hotch would retreat, leaving Reid feeling a cold, empty ache in his body, only to return, his arousal once again filling him and warming him, making Reid want more and more. He wanted Hotch to fill him until he could handle no more.

“I love you….” Hotch was chanting in his ear, and Reid arched his back and wrapped his legs around Hotch, pulling him deeper into his body, until an electric shock ran up his spine, making him throw his head back and let loose a heated cry. Hearing this, Hotch thrust harder, aiming for that spot, and Reid’s cries let him know that he was hitting it head on.

Hotch groaned aloud when Reid wrapped his legs around him, allowing him to move deeper into the slick channel and finally finding that one spot that had Reid melting in his arms. He heard Reid cry out in pleasured shock, and Hotch began to give in to his primitive desires and began to take him harder, drowning in those passionate screams coming from his lover’s lips. He opened his eyes and the sight of Reid took his breath away. Reid writhed in pleasure, tossing his head back with his eyes wide and glazed, tears of pleasure leaving a crystalline trail down his face. His cheeks had flushed a dark pink and his mouth was open as he gasped and moaned. Reid then clenched his teeth and groaned, thrusting his hips up aggressively before tossing his head back again. Hotch’s eyes widened as he began thrusting harder and faster and deeper, eager to see what Reid would do when he reached his climax.

“Give in to me…” He hissed, and Reid sobbed softly, fixing his hazy eyes on Hotch.

“Harder…” He whimpered. “Give it to me harder, Aaron.” Hotch growled and slammed into Reid’s entrance, listening to Reid’s yelp as he buried his teeth into his shoulder again. Then, he felt the spasm begin in his lover’s body and he lifted his head to watch as he slammed in as hard as he could. He watched as Reid threw his head back and gasped, arching his back so far that one would fear that it would snap.

“Come on, Spencer… let go… I love you… I am yours… forever… come on baby… let go… let it go….” And with a cry Reid did as Hotch bade him.

“AAAH!” He cried, and jerked awake. He stared into the darkness, and wide startled eyes stared right back at him. Reid blinked and sucked in a deep breath, trying to ground himself… he felt the bed shift beneath him, and the warmth of a body on each side of him. He blinked again, then turned away from the eyes staring at him and sat up. He was drenched in sweat, and he could feel the stickiness in his pants beginning to cool. His entire body was quivering.

He could hear and feel the rustling of the sheets as the two other figures in the bed sat up.

“You okay?” A gentle voice called, thick and heavy in sleep. Reid blinked, lifting a hand and running it through his sweat-soaked hair.

“You’re shaking…” Murmured another voice. Reid closed his eyes as he felt hands on his shoulders. “Was it another nightmare?”

Reid was silent for a moment, then allowed his body to go lax.

“I… Y-Yeah…” He mumbled, closing his eyes as arms wrapped around him. He allowed his bedmates to comfort him… he was grateful for their comfort.

After a bit, though, he shrugged them off and moved towards the bathroom. The two men on the bed watched him go, noting his limp; his knee still acted up from time to time… By the time he returned from the bathroom after cleaning up and changing, the limp was gone.

Reid collapsed back into bed, laying on his chest and burying his face into his pillow.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Tobias asked.

Reid nodded, sighing.

“You know… you can tell us.” Adam said. “Amanda is asleep. And I won’t tell her.”

“I’m fine.” Reid whispered. “… I hate this planet…” Tobias and Adam glanced at each other, then lay back down again. The three men moved in close to one another and closed their eyes, allowing sleep to claim them once again…

Amanda woke first. She blinked her eyes open, frowning at the feeling of an arm draped over her waist. She lifted his head and turned. The arm belonged to Spencer Reid. Amanda made a face and sat up.

“Get your hands off of me!” She snapped, and Reid and Tobias jumped awake, blinking up blearily.

“Oh… Good morning, Amanda.” Tobias greeted. Amanda eyed him and snorted, adjusting her light pants and shirt. Reid chuckled to himself.

“I am NOT having sex with Adam, Amanda.” He assured the nervous looking young man. Amanda eyed Reid suspiciously. Tobias stood, snickering to himself.

Ever since the three men had begun to share a bed, Amanda had been wound tighter than ever, suspecting Adam and Reid of having a sexual relationship… In truth, Reid, Adam and Tobias had grown close, and found that sharing a bed kept many nightmares at bay… for all of them. The three of them quite liked their arrangement…

Despite their constant assurances that said arrangement was purely platonic, Amanda and Tobias’ brothers, Charles and Raphael, were far from thrilled.

But the young Sith trio didn’t care…

Adam, Tobias and Reid clung to each other as they clung to life… Because they were the only things they had to hold onto surrounded as they were by the Dark Side…

All three looked up when the communications panel in the corner started its obnoxious alert noise. Amanda sighed and strode over, accepting the call.

“Lord Reaper has a job for you.” Darth Cenar said, looking at Amanda. “You are to take the boy with you.” And he glanced past her to look at Reid. “But first... Lord Reaper wants to see him. About the other day.”

Reid winced and looked away. Tobias put a hand on his shoulder. Amanda snickered, looking back at Reid.

“Report to him immediately. Both of you.”

“We will.” Amanda said, and the communication ended. “You are SO gonna get it.” She laughed, turning on Reid.

“I don’t care.” Reid snapped, eyes blazing.

“THERE’S that anger…” Amanda purred, sauntering over. She slowly moved to sit astride Reid’s lap. “Let it free… let it consume you.”

“Don’t touch me.” Reid snarled, and gave her a sharp shove with the Force to get her off of him. Amanda glared as she fell flat on her ass. Reid stood and moved across the room, no trace of a limp this time. He disappeared for nearly half an hour in the bathroom, before emerging fully dressed with wet hair. He moved to sit on the bed again, securing the metal brace on his knee.

Tobias and Amanda were already dressed, having no qualms in dressing in the same room as the other. The three left Reid’s bedroom and found Charles and Raphael waiting in the hall. Reid rolled his eyes and sighed in resignation. Amanda led the way down the hall, Reid following. He was flanked by Charles and Raphael, and followed by Tobias. Tobias was silent, but mildly amused at his brothers treating Reid like a prisoner… they always did. They didn’t like Reid.

The five men left the apartments and stepped out into the dirty streets of the Hutt district of the Carosi Pleasure Dome area of the Star Port City. They headed across the street to the reconstructed, and freshly damaged, Devil’s Dome to meet Darth Reaper about the fiasco a few days ago…

Flashback

Reid had originally been horrified when he had been given an apartment in this place… across the street from the building where the most horrifying moments of his life had taken place. He’d had to watch the reconstruction of the Devil’s Dome Pleasure Dome whenever he wasn’t out on assignment. And he hated it. He hated that they were rebuilding that place.

When it had finally been completed, he had been made to attend the celebration. He had been a sullen guest at best… the party was by invitation only… it was made up of the regular clientele that had patronized the Pleasure Dome before it was destroyed… the top Hutts… Dark Jedi and Sith Lords… Reid was furious to see several former and current members of the Galactic Senate in attendance…

New slaves had been brought in to “restock”, as they were saying. It made Reid sick. He sat in the corner with a glass of abrax, staring off into space. He had been approached and propositioned several times, and each time he had casually brushed back his cloak and placed a hand on his hip, where his Lightsaber was. And each time, the offending party had hastily excused themselves.

About halfway through the evening, one man hadn’t gotten the hint. He kept brushing his hand over Reid’s thigh… But then, he had blatantly grabbed the youth’s crotch and squeezed. Screams had gone up when a Lightsaber suddenly flashed through the air, and then a man went flying across the room into the wall. He slid to the floor, screaming and clutching the severed and cauterized stump where his hand used to be.

The room grew quiet and everyone stared at Reid. Reid stared around at the party-goers, Lightsaber still in hand.

“The next person to lay a hand on me will lose something much more personal…” He snarled, then tucked his Lightsaber into his robes and swept from the room, cloak swirling behind him.

Darth Reaper let out a harsh laugh, and waved a hand… Two Dark Jedi moved across the room, gathered up the man who had lost his hand, and escorted him out… he was never seen again.

A little while later, a special event was announced… the party guests made their way through several corridors and into a darkened arena… The seats were separated from the arena floor by a towering pane of glass, covered in red curtains to hide the arena floor. Once everyone was in their seats, the owner of the Dome, a Hutt named Rojja called out to the crowd, announcing the return of the crown jewel of his establishment.

The curtains fell. The lights flared on.

Reid felt his blood congeal in his veins… His heart freeze in his chest…

A dozen young Vi’Tani Pods sat silent and still on the moist earthen floor of the arena pit. But when a female Twi’Lek was suddenly thrown into the pit, they came to life. Their bright blue petals unfurled and the mottled red tentacles came to life. The Vi’Tani nectar dribbled from the tips of the Feeders, and the pale yellow feelers wriggled out of the tips of the Planters.

The Twi’Lek was screaming and crying, pressing herself against the wall, trying to stay out of reach. But it was to no avail. One Planter wrapped around her left calf, and began to drag her away from the wall and towards the Pods…

She cried, looking up at the spectators, begging them to help her… to save her…

But the crowd only cheered… at first…

Suddenly, a large crack ran up the side of the glass barrier. Then came another, and another… the ground rumbled, and the glass shattered. The crowd screamed and began to run. But Darth Livion emerged from the chaos, moving to stand on the edge of the pit.

The Reaper watched in silence as the boy stood there, shaking. Then, he watched as the young Sith tensed at another scream from the Twi’Lek and launched himself into the pit, eyes and Lightsaber blazing.

“LIVION!!!” He heard Adam shout… He glanced at the other man. Yes… it was indeed Adam, not Amanda… interesting…

He turned his attention back to the pit, and his eyes glittered at what he was seeing…

Spencer Reid was battling the Pod that had the Twi’Lek in its grip. Its tentacles had been sliced off, and as he watched, Reid sliced his Lightsaber through the Vi’Tani Pod’s core, and the organism shuddered and died. The Twi’Lek stumbled away, and the Reaper and the other Sith Lords under his command watched, expecting Reid to back off with the Twi’Lek. But instead, he watched the girl run and then he turned and strode into the middle of the arena… into the middle of the Vi’Tani. There he stood his ground, spinning his Lightsaber around himself and severing every tentacle that reached out to snare him. Then, he threw his arms out, letting out a battle cry as a massive blast of Force energy crashed into the Vi’Tani Pods, uprooting them all and overturning them. The Vi’Tani squealed in distress…

Reid raised his arms up over his head, clenching his fists and letting out a long loud roar.

Lightning exploded through the room, emanating from his fists and arms, shooting up into the air, fracturing, and arching down to strike the Vi’Tani, and the few people who remained in the arena… The Dark Jedi and Sith Lords raised their hands to block the Lightning… a few of the weaker Dark Jedi and the civilians were unable to defend themselves, and fell to the ground screaming.

A moment later, a whirlwind began to pick up. Dirt and broken glass swirled up, creating a vortex around the young man on the floor of the arena, and slicing up anyone who wasn’t fast enough to dive for cover… the lightning was now in erratic bolts through the room…

Darth Reaper took in the scene before him, eyes glittering…

“THAT is what I want to see!” his voice echoed through the room. “THAT is Darth Livion…”

In a flash, the whirlwind died and the lightning stopped. Reid whirled, eyes blazing, and moving in a blur, he darted across the room and launched himself at Darth Reaper, pulling his Lightsaber.

The Reaper drew his own weapon and raised it, blocking the blow that was intended to kill him… He and Reid stared one another in the eyes, Reid shaking in his fury, The Reaper grinning in delight.

“Good…” He told the boy. “but not good enough… I am still your Master.” And the other Sith Lords watched as the young man known as Darth Livion was thrown across the arena and slammed into the opposite wall. He crumpled to the floor, and didn’t move…

Now, Reid had to face the Reaper for his insubordination, and destroying the property of one of their allies…

Reid was not afraid… his blood still boiled as he thought of the Vi’Tani Pods…

What DID worry him, however, was that ever since he had pledged himself to the Sith, his ability to use the Force had diminished… dramatically… though some of it WAS voluntary… SOME of it…

His attack against the Vi’Tani was the first time he had been able to use the Force Lightning since he had joined the Sith…

The Reaper had not been pleased that the powerful young Jedi was not what he got when he made the boy a Sith Lord. He got a silent, sullen figure with a fraction of the power he had once had… until the Vi’Tani Pit…

Everyone knew what had happened… A Sith took their power from anger and passion… the boy had lost his passion when he joined the Sith, and with it went his spirit and will to fight and grow stronger… He had nothing worth fighting for, and therefore had lost his power. But the Vi’Tani had awakened a raw fear, passion and fury within the young man… and THAT had brought about the spectacular display… And everyone knew that Darth Reaper intended to draw out that passion, and set the power free within the boy known as Darth Livion.

Reid had been serving Darth Reaper for two years now…

Two long years…

But he knew… the true battle was about to begin…
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