Maul groaned as he massaged his right shoulder. He waited outside of the club for Talon in the cold Coruscant morning air. He leaned against the wall next to the door of the club as he was dressed in dull colored clothes that covered his whole body. It was only Thursday morning now, but Maul already had his mind on what would happen on Sunday. He already had Kenobi captured in his trap, yet Maul felt compelled to do more.

"You must be absolutely insane, Maul." Talon spoke as she walked out of the club putting on a jacket. Maul raised an eyebrow at her as they stood outside of the club. He crossed his arms looking at his partner in this mission.

"If you don't have that knight wrapped around your finger soon, I'm going to craft my own comm link and tell your master that you are incapable of this mission!" Talon threatened as they began to walk. Maul rolled his eyes knowing Talon was just blowing off some steam.

"I take it our 'boss' wasn't good in back." Maul commented looking at her from the corner of his eyes.

"He wasn't even close to 'not good!' He talks to much and he kept saying how he was going to kick you out if you didn't satisfy that one dude when he comes back." Talon explained to him and she could understand his reluctance. The man was a Devaronian and he wanted nothing more than to get Maul into bed. Maul could handle everything in the known and unknown galaxy, but Talon would bet her life that Maul had never been bedded before. She remembered seeing the Devaronian grope and pinch Maul in all of ways that would turn any Zabrak on. She was honestly surprised by his self control that he was able to walk away from the Devaronian. She had seen the Devaronian approach Maul at least 5 different times while Maul was on his forced waiter duty shift before she noticed their two favorite Jedi. She couldn't help but wonder just how much self control he had to control the situation over their 'boss' and the Devaronian before he was forced into a room with the man.

"If I see that Devaronian one more time remind me to puke up whatever I've eaten that day so I look sick to him." Maul contained a snarl and Talon held in her comment saying that she doubted that would drive off the Devaronian. She looked over at Maul, who had remained silent for the moment, even though he looked calm on the outside, she could tell he was boiling on the inside. This made her want to stay quiet. She didn't know who exactly Maul's master was, but she knew one wrong word with her not being ranked above him could cause him to explode like a planet fired upon by the Death Star. Thinking again, she doubted anyone but his master was safe from his rage. She was pulled out of her thoughts when she heard him speaking again.

"Besides that business, I've already set up a so called 'date' with our two little Jedi. They will be at our place on Sunday night." Maul announced before going silent for the rest of the walk to their temporary home. Talon was, yet again, surprised that he was willing to bring Jedi into their 'home' for the sake of their mission. Then an idea clicked in her mind he was going to attempt to hold off that Devaronian until after Sunday.

After they arrived home, Talon sat down on the old and worn out couch that was provided for them while Maul walked into the small kitchen area that was connected to the living area. Talon watched Maul retrieve two bottles of water and she couldn't help but notice that Maul's pants seemed a little too tight then they normally do on him. Normally she would tease him or anyone else but after the situation before in the club, Talon couldn't help but feel sad for Maul. As a Twi'lek, she understood the unwanted attention from others but this must had taken it to another level of suffering. Maul tossed her one of the bottles of water as he reentered the living area and sat in a chair across the room from her.

"Maul, you look like you could use some-" Talon placed the bottle down and started to get up as she was using her soft voice, until Maul sighed, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees.

"I'm fine, Talon. I can handle my own body." Maul spoke as if nothing was bothering him as he opened up the bottle of water and began to drink it. She couldn't help but wonder if Maul ever really was bedded by someone and if he wasn't than she would have to applaud him for managing to stay so firmly grounded. Even to her Dathomirians were still new in her knowledge and she couldn't help but poke around to see if she could get any knowledge out of him.

"I don't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or anything, but I was wondering if your species is the...mate for life kind." Talon verbalized her thought and she felt her stomach sink as Maul was quiet for a moment. She watched as he leaned back into his chair and looked out of a window to his right.

"I'm actually not sure about that. My, master has never spoken much about my kind. He told me if he hadn't found me I would have become a slave to the females of my planet if not a slave then I would have just been killed after getting one of the females pregnant. Then again, my master could be lying to me." Maul spoke with such calmness that Talon couldn't help but wonder where it all came from.

"Why would your master lie to you?" Talon asked the question before she even realized she said it.

Maul kept quiet. He was stupid for saying that in front of another Sith. She could be looking for ways to degrade him or just to tell his master or she was truly just curious. Either way he didn't care. He wasn't going to tell her anymore. Instead he drank the rest of the water in the bottle before getting up.

"I'm going to go and cleanse myself from that Devaronian's scent and I'll allow you to use the comm link while I'm occupying the bathroom since you did suffer through with that old man in the back." Maul spoke taking the comm link out of his pocket and placing it down on the table between them. Before Talon could say anything, Maul walked down the hallway and into the bathroom.

Once he was in the bathroom, Maul snarled at himself cursing his body to react the way it did. He stripped himself of all of his clothes before turning on the shower. He wanted nothing more than to burn those clothes and the spandex plus apron that he is forced to wear as a 'uniform.' Maul wanted nothing more than to burn that whole nightclub down. Maul quickly stepped into the cold shower and began to wash himself. He just wanted his body to calm down and to get the awful scent off of him. Even though the clothes he wore, except for his spandex, wasn't touched by the Devaronian, his stench clung to his body and attached itself to Maul's clothes.

As Maul washed his body over for what seemed like the 10th time, Maul washed the soap off of himself then leaned against the wall of the shower and let the water run off of him. He finally was relaxed in body and mind, but after some time of just letting the water run down his body, Maul couldn't help but notice his mind was wondering back to Kenobi. How clueless and surprised he looked when Maul approached him. Maul could remember feeling Kenobi's single heart beat through the Jedi's clothes as Maul led him backwards towards the chair. Something about the Jedi kept Maul anticipating about the night when Kenobi would be coming over. Maul couldn't help but remember the fact that on his home planet that men were slaves to the women. Suddenly an image in his mind flashed of Kenobi controlling him as if he was a slave to Kenobi. Kenobi's fingers entwined in Maul's horns as Maul was cornered against a wall. Maul's eyes flashed open as he jumped back in the shower as if he could move away from the image that had flashed in his mind. Maul could feel his two hearts pound in his chest. He couldn't tell if he was shocked or excited by the image his mind produced.

Maul scoffed at himself for making such a big deal out of something that doesn't even exist. He proceeded by washing his body off once more as he shamed himself for getting so worked up over nothing. As he relaxed once more, his mind started to wonder back to Kenobi and the image his mind had produced barely even moments ago. It took Maul a while to notice that he was playing with his own horns as the image turned into a scenario where he was able to turn his Kenobi into a double agent for the Sith and he allowed Kenobi to do what ever he wanted to his body.

Once Maul took notice of the actions he was doing, he became disgusted with himself that he got his body all excited again. Maul snarled at himself as he continued to wash his body again. He hated the idea of him self-serving to his body's needs. He forced all the thoughts of Kenobi to the back of his mind as he calmed his body down once again. After he deemed himself fit to be seen by other eyes again, he got out of the shower and dried himself. He wrapped his waist in a towel before he picked up his filthy clothes. As he walked to the wash machine, he reminded himself to steal more clothes later as it dawned on him as he got out of his shower that he and Talon only have one set of clothes. He remembered leaving his Sith uniform behind with his master and Maul had betted that Talon did the same. Maul cursed under his breath that this had to be some kind of a test his master set up for him. Maul couldn't help but hear Talon's teasing comment on his long shower. Maul growled at her and she laughed in response as she walked away from the wash room.