"Hmph..." Aethiia groaned slightly as she slipped her foot back into her boot.

It was an unexpected feeling, like the fabric of her footwear's insole was torn slightly. She couldn't sense exactly what it was, but that was hardly important - The Defender had just taken off from Tython and was en route to Tatooine. The crew usually let her pilot and put in the jump coordinates - Even though she was blind, the force guided her faithfully... She gently flexed her toes over the bit of fabric, feeling it lift from the insole. It must have torn off or something. Those 'Listening devices' from before were far from her mind now...

Mathew moaned aloud. He had come back to life within the Jedi's footwear, immediately surrounded by the horrendously powerful stench. It was strange, now that he knew he didn't have to breathe in order to smell, he could make out so much more of the scent. And there was so much more to trigger his 'Energy gathering' self... Now he was trapped beneath the unwitting Jedi's toes, his body forced up into the digits as they groped him violently. He was twisted, coated in the sweat of her bare skin. She didn't wear socks, just foot wrappings to give herself some good arch support. As such, the climate was incredibly inhospitable to the little being. His arousal was forced between the gripping toes, each flex was an excruciatingly pleasureful burst... He was worried he might 'Make a mess' though, since he was able to recently.

Aethiia stood up from her bed. She spent some time meditating before the trip, and she preferred to meditate barefoot when she could. It gave Mat a moment to come back to life within her footwear, the people pulling his strings did a great job at timing his arrivals. Trying to put the fabric out of her mind, the Jedi made her way toward the bridge of the ship where her Padawan was waiting. She sat down, and with a few coordinates pressed into the system, the ship roared to life. It veered off to the right, then the light show of entering a hyperspace lane filled their vision before the planet was in sight. Twin stars, a planet of heat and misery...

"General, I'm on Tatooine. Has Master Kiwiiks reported in?" Aethiia asked as she stood before the hologram of General Var Suthra. She couldn't feel him breathing, but the little creature beneath her toes was panting due to the heat already. Even though he didn't need to do it in order to smell, it's what he was accustom to.

*Later, on Tatooine*

Mathew would have perished long ago were he really human. The heat was unbearable, the sweat made it impossible for him to cool off. He had lost all of his strength and the sand had mixed in with the sweat to form a strange, horrible grit all over his body. It was almost as though he was being torn apart by tiny rocks, but they were only doing minimal damage to him. He had managed to stay beneath Aethiia's toes for the majority of the trip on the planet by clinging to the insole for dear life, but with his front facing upward, her toes were merciless on his little arousal. It took every ounce of willpower for the tiny creature to maintain his composure and not fall into insanity. His plight was lost on the Jedi, he was separated from the force entirely...

The cavern was quaking from the pulses of a super weapon as Aethiia brought her lightsaber up in defense. She stood face to face with a beast, a creature much larger than she was - She reached her left hand forward immediately after the block, and with a blast of energy the Sand Demon was thrown back with a Force Push. She ran to the right, barely dodging falling debris as the demon attempted to recover from the hard landing. However, as Aethiia ran to deal a final blow, the creature lost consciousness. The blind Jedi could feel its life leave it's body, and that was all she needed to know in order to begin toward her true goal. She ran, using the force to sense the falling stone from above enough to dodge each bit of debris and keep Kira safe and sound.

She failed to keep Mathew safe and sound though. As she ran, he finally lost his grip. It might have been the seismic waves from the super weapon combined with the slick sweat of Aethiia's insole, but he slid beneath her gait... Far beneath her.

Aethiia felt him, but she didn't have enough time to even register a pebble in her shoe when the fate of the planet was at stake. As her foot fell, Mathew's body landed beneath her heel. He felt the immediate pain of his entire skeletal system bursting like an insect beneath a steamroller. The moment the impact landed, her foot had lifted once again - taking him with it.

*Squelch!*

He was ground deeply into the heel of the Jedi Knight, each step destroyed him more and more. He could still smell though, not his own blood - but the scent of her sweat and musk. It was strange ever since that discovery in his last life... It was like he was smelling with something more than just his body. It was like the pleasure was radiating through him with something more than just his physical form...

It was indescribable.

By the time the Defender was in orbit once more and Aethiia had checked in with General Var Suthra, Mathew's body had been twisted flat enough that she could hardly differentiate him from the sweat on her skin. Kira made her way back to the bridge after the briefing, but Aethiia needed a moment to herself. She made her way over to a bench and sat down, leaning against the side as she lazily removed her left boot and set it on the ground beneath her leg. She didn't bother with her right boot just yet, she was just enjoying the sensation of air on the damp skin... Flexing her toes... Strangely enough, she felt like her foot should be in worse condition than it was. Usually when she finished a mission her feet were sore, but today they felt alright... Dirty, but alright...

His spirit still stuck to his flattened corpse, Mathew could feel the air as well...

After a few more moments, Aethiia swapped her feet - Peeling her right boot off and pressing her left foot into the ground. A slight motion was all it took, wiping Mathew's disfigured remains onto the carpet. However, she kept her foot on him for a few moments... Her legs crossed, just waiting... Relaxing, taking a break from all the madness...

*Later*

"Oh My..." C2-N2 said as the droid swept up Mathew's remains, keeping the Defender orderly and clean. "Crushed insects left on the floor? How frightful... I can't let that stay!"