#prelus

1. Made the first move: Bo-Katan because otherwise it would still be Solus and Pre pining after each other and telling her about it. When they both have the ability to tell each other and get this going. Even when it was just her and Solus she took the initiative then. 

2. The big spoon: Less Spoon and more Pre in the middle with Bo and Solus on either side. Unless, someone’s having a bad night then they’re the one sandwiched in the middle. 

3. The little spoon: It’s Solus 80% of the time because otherwise she’s a jetpack compared to everyone else. 

4. The cuddler: All of them to a degree but Pre gets the call out. Imagine big dog that wants to be a really affectionate lap pup.

5. Cries during movies: It depends on the movie but all of them were super teary eyed doing Thor: Ragnarok at the line, “Asgard isn’t a place, it’s a people.” Because that just hit home for them so, so hard.

6. More affectionate: Kind of a toss up depending on the day and what’s happened. Bo’s super affectionate when she gets back missions because it’s been some time since she saw the other two. Pre’s affectionate in general but not with grand displays but more little things. I imagine him as sitting close to them, having a hand on a shoulder or back, or something just to let them both know he’s there. Solus rotates between politely affectionate and hand holding in public to being full on draped across someone in private. 

7. Their favorite non-sexual activity: It’s not watching football (Solus refuses to call it ‘soccer’), rugby, or hockey because one of them is going to get arrested at the bar and it’s probably Solus. I could see going to museums being something they enjoy together a lot. Or, like going on a hike or something nature based. Also, movies and like board games and chess. Solus and Pre make chess interesting.

8. More nervous to meet the parents: All of them? Pre’s bringing home the much younger Vetra Heiress and someone’s probably got something to say. Bo-Katan’s family is a flaming mess between Satine, who they politically oppose hard, and her, now deceased father, who loathed both the Vetras and Wrens. Jai nor Harti are thrilled Solus went out and found Pre Vizsla to love forever. Bo-Katan they can respect but Pre takes forever to grow on them. 

That being said, Ursa and Alrich were a delight for everyone to meet because they’re Solus’ family too and already knew the other two. 

9. More protective/jealous: They are all very aware they each one of them is super capable of taking care of themselves but they shouldn’t have to do it alone. Pre is the most overtly protective because America isn’t exactly polite to Bo-Katan or Solus beneath the surface. So, he’s very proactive in daring anyone to mess with them. After Maul and Savage do a number on Solus, Bo also closes ranks on keeping an eye on Solus. In turn, Solus has their backs no matter what and has basically went to war for Pre.

10. Sneaks into the shower with the other in the mornings: Solus, she’s half awake and doesn’t care if the shower is in use or not. She’s getting in.

11. Initiates sexy times the most: Pre or Solus. Neither are shy about what they want. 

12. Fuck or make love: Both is good. Sometimes you want to feel sweet, tender feelings and other times you want to test the weight bearing capacity of half the furniture in the house.

13. Behind the wheel more often during road trips: Bo because Pre’s got road rage for days and Solus drives like she’s trying to loose a tail. Bo obeys speed limits, more or less, and doesn’t scare the other drivers or her passengers. Solus drives if they’re running late though. She’s very, very good at getting places very, very fast.

14. Gives the silent treatment when they’re mad at each other: None of them really do that. They’ll go to their own corners to cool off when things get heated and it becomes an unproductive fight. But, the goal is to regroup and try again. Not passive-aggressively bully someone into submission. They’re also very much about having a strong foundation to present a united front.

15. Reaches for the other’s hand first: Depends where they’re at and what’s going on. Pre does it most often to be affectionate. Solus needs to ground herself some times because she’s getting anxious. Bo-Katan wants to keep up with them places and hand holding does just that.

16. Whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear at inappropriate times: Take your pick. They’re all terrible but Solus is probably the worst. 

17. Comes up with cheesy pick-up lines: Solus or Bo. Pre’s not really a pick up line person. Solus repeats funny one she hears. But, Bo’s find a weird delight in discovering new and terrible ones to try. If one of the others groans at how bad it was then the line was a success. 

Rating: It feels like a T.

Characters: Pre Vizsla, Solus Vetra

Warnings: Clear flirtations between the two, their ongoing strange power dynamics, Solus considers herself of age by Mandalorian Standards and the fact she’s spent almost a year on the battlefield as commander,and Pre views it the same, Age Difference (Solus is 16 for this and I’ve got Pre at 30).

Summary: Padawan Solus Vetra was assigned to guard Governor Pre Vizsla of Concordia in the days leading up to his meeting with the Duchess. She takes her job very seriously but also has a weakness for people who can mentally match her. Pre’s gearing up for his victory against Satine in the very near future. They circle a mutual flame like moths.

Notes: This is a rewrite of this ask fic from five months ago. I personally enjoy this version way more. 

“You started a fistfight?” the governor questioned over his glass, voice rife with amusement. Intoxicating blue eyes caught her own in a silent request to elaborate.

Solus shrugged with an air of feigned innocence before looking to her lap. Calloused finger tips busied themselves straightening the hem of her tunic. Everything about this man took her off guard from their first interaction. There was no expected submissiveness nor barely concealed hostility at her name. Vizsla bowed to her instead with an almost jovial greeting of “Alii’alor Vetra”. He was the only one thus far to recognize her claim to lead Aliit Vetra aside from Almec’s earlier sneer.

“My master for the mission said we needed to make a move on the suspect and fast. The Cathar was high-strung. Enough to bolt at the slightest provocation if given time and kept staring at us.” She savored another sip of the finely crafted tihaar. Over a decade had past since she had tasted varos fruit. Solus hated Sundari, and by extension this Concordia, but it did have some benefits. “My options were disappearing into ‘fresher to start a fire or just starting a bar wide brawl. I liked my odds better for choice two.”

Formality had fallen to the wayside between them almost from the start. But, something about tonight was pushing the boundaries even further. A quick scan almost surprised her at just how much of it was gone. Pre’s gloves were abandoned to the left corner of his desk putting his hands on display; scarred, calloused hands that looked more accustomed to physical fights than verbal ones. It took everything to not reach out to them in hopes of seeing what she could read. Instead, her eyes settled on the half undone coat showing much of his undershirt. Her clothing had stayed right but she was half seated on the edge if his desk. Their legs almost brushing because she sat nearly in front of him. Both held back from touching but it was an option.

“It worked?” His gaze flickered down to take in just how enticing leatheris, neoprene, and a soft cotton tunic could look. Catching himself, Pre drew his attention back to her face. Solus resisted giving him an inquiring look; did he like what he saw? Shifting lightly, she tried to draw his eyes back to her.

“Even better than anticipated.” Solus gave him a moment to wonder. Another sip of tihaar burned her mouth and throat. “I slipped behind this towering Besalisk. She had a Black Sun tattoo taking up most of her upper right forearm. Dropped the timbre of my voice, yelled some choice words in Mando’a with a Concordian slant, then sucker punched her. I hid in the Force to slip back, she whirled on the Pyke guy behind her, and the whole place went up. A thermal detonator couldn’t have done a better job.” That particularly memory always brought a sly look to her faeatures. Sowing that much chaos has been fun. “Seems someone who spoke Concord Dawn Mando’a had caused trouble there before.”

Pre spent several moments studying her in blatant admiration. Several micro expressions flitted across his handsome face as his mind filled in the little blanks she intentionally left.

“You truly are fascinating,” he spoke with attention paid in curling his Mando’a accent around the word. She could kiss his breathtaking face in that moment. “One of the craftiest bodyguards I’ve had the pleasure of speaking with.”

Lavender bloomed across Solus' face with the sincere praise. She could feel the faint heat stretching over the bridge of her nose while the tips of her lightly fluttering ears burned. Her mind knew politicians played many of the same games she did. Compliments would be paid in hopes of learning weaknesses or points of pride to try and win favor. Clever word games laid out to test just how smart an asset could be. Yet, it stoked the fire deep within her stomach. Perhaps, she was not as immune to flattery as she once thought.

“If you think that’s impressive,” she teased voice gone smokey and dripping with her true Krownest accent, “You should try playing cu’bikad with me.” It took effort to look up at him through her lashes but she accomplished her mission. “I’m can be an unholy terror.”

Brows quirked in interest at her offer before he flashed a devilish smile. Ka’ra she hoped he was picking up exactly what was being offered to him. Forget propriety or the Code or anything else standing within her way at getting exactly what she wanted. A governor was hers for the taking and she would lay her claim with pride. Her changed mission objective was to prevent him from befalling any harm from Kyr’tsad. Nothing was ever mentioned about her leaving marks while guarding him. Even if this did come to light she had several planned hand waves for why investigating him so thoroughly was important.

“I would love to see your mind in action.” Pre left his empty glass on the desk as he stood up to tower over her yet again. “I’m certain we’ve got time for a round or two. But, I do warn you, it has been a while since I’ve played. I may be rusty."

“Of course.” She drained what little of the clear liquor rested in the bottom of the glass. A final hint of courage as much as to avoid waste. A fanged smiled played across her fuchsia lips, “Would you like me to take the lead?”

He moved into her space under the guise of helping her stand up. A bare hand politely extended to touch only the leatheris covered parts of her hand. Just as quickly it retracted but his body heat lingered. It even stirred traces of his expensive cologne lingering on his clothing. Maybe a hint of aftershave as well. Stars the Governor played her games too well.

“That won’t be necessary, Vetra.” For he withdrew entirely from her personal space. Had she possessed any less of self-control she would have whined, something low and primal, at such actions. She wanted him next to her for the taking. This was the closest she had gotten to anything exciting in far too long.

“Then lead the way, Sir,” she quipped in a play to regain control. He would not beat her at her own game. Her pride was on the line as much as her need to establish just who called the shots.

Pre’s hand reappeared between her shoulder blades making time slow down. It felt strong even if the touch was light but the heat burned and cracked across her body. He was curiously warm, even by a human's standard. Sparks raced up and down her spine as if lightning dove out from the single point of contact. 

I keep having Feels over how at peace Solus was that final morning on Concordia? Like, she wakes up tangled sheets to answer her comm. Twisting just a little her eyes land on Pre while she answers Obi-Wan's questions.

"I've got eyes on the Governor, Master. The Force is giving off no unusual signals. Everything is well."

It takes everything for her to not crack up. Her eyes on Pre include spying the bruise where she bit him at the juncture of his shoulder and neck. Her fangs prominently featured in the markings. Plus, he's looking at her with those too blue eyes and is amused at her choice of words.

The call ends and she ends up kissing him again because the illusion has to shatter soon. But, she's going to enjoy every last secomd of it she possibly can. This feeling of peace and contentment at waking up wrapped in sheets and someone else she considers an equal.

A few times her mind tries to drift back to the points last night she heard a kyber crystal singing out to her through the Force. How it feel in line with the beat of his heart. Imagined or not it was even more comforting. Before she follow that rabbit hole of thoughts he kisses her again, lets his thumb brush over her cheek as a distraction. The dawning of day four and he can read her. It should be annoying or concerning or a thousand other things but it's just nice. Makes the illusion feel better. Her equal can read her as just Solus Vetra.

It's early in the second year of the Clone Wars. This makes the second overt war she's fought in during her life. She's earned her callouses and scars and honors a thousand times over. But, this feels like one of the few times she could undo everything (her armor, her Padawan braid, her mask) and taste the sweetness of life.