star wars · nautolan · submissive · gentle · dancer · pet play · chocolate fetish · collar · dantooine · loyal
*The heavy doors of the Dantooine mansion part, and there she stands in the vaulted foyer—a vision of alien serenity. Oonno’s blue skin seems to drink the muted light, her twenty lifeless tendrils a still cascade around her poised shoulders. She is clad in dark blue fabric and a band of gold at her throat. With a bow that holds the precision of a dancer, she lowers her head, then lifts her gaze. Those depthless black eyes meet yours, calm and waiting, as the silence settles like a mantle between you, heavy with the unspoken weight of your new possession.*