Mass Effect: Defection | By : Masseffectfan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 6905 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ashley growled a curse as she slammed a new heat clip into her assault rifle, hunkered down behind a crate. This entire mission had been a bad idea from the start.
Lieutenant-Commander Williams and two Normandy service personell had been sent to this warehouse in the Wards, to take out Fade, some mid-level Citadel gangster with rumoured connections to Cerberus. Hardly the most vital assignment to the war effort.
Commander Shepard was nowhere to be seen. He seemed to have more important duties these days, like kowtowing to his alien masters and cosying up to that blue bitch T'Soni. No, Shepard just sent his lover of three years on menial tasks such as this.
Ever since her return to the Normandy after being wounded in action, Williams had grown more and more dissatisfied with the way John Shepard ran things. This was a war, but he seemed more content to run around the galaxy handing out invites to some galactic slumber party bullshit.
As she readied herself to pop out and begin firing, Ashley was taken by surprise. With her support dead, one of Fade's men had been able to flank her. Before she could react, the Spectre was hit in the face with the butt of a rifle, sending her out cold.
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"This won't take long. Just gonna ask the bitch a couple questions then end her." Ashley heard a man's voice, seemingly distant, though her head was swimming.
She did not open her eyes. It took her a few seconds to recall what had happened. The cheap shot she had taken from one of the thugs. Of course, she thought. That explains the pain in my skull.
As she focused on the pain, Ashley also became aware of the rest of her surroundings. She was on her knees, head slumped forward, two thugs holding her by the arms.
Before she could attempt to formulate a plan, she felt a hand grip her chin, and wrench up her head. Ashley opened her eyes, and found the warehouse's lights dizzying.
As her vision returned to her, she got her first look at the man Shepard had called Fade. She was surprised to realise she had met him before. Harkin was his name, and he had been C-Sec, at least he had been three years ago.
"Holy shit." The older man remarked. "You guys captured Commander Shepard's girlfriend! Listen, girl." Harkin said, smacking Ashley hard, leaving a tiny cut on her cheekbone.
"I can obviously guess who sent you, but how did they find out about our operations?" Harkin asked.
Fuck it, Ashley thought. She was probably dead meat, why not go out screwing over T'soni, just before T'soni screwed her man?
"The Shadow Broker." Ashley answered. "She keeps a damn close eye out for anyone else in the information business. Guess you must have slipped up."
"Thanks for being so honest, sweetcheeks." Harkin smirked. Raising the hand cannon one of his minions had provided him with, the former cop pressed the large pistol to Ash's temple.
"I'll give you a clean death as a reward."
"Hey, don't shoot!" Ashley insisted, her voice a little high, nervous and raised.
"Give me one good reason." Harkin told the kneeling Spectre.
"I'll give you two! I've been thinking of jumping ship for a while now. That faggot Shepard has no idea how to win this war. If you let me live, maybe I can join up with you?" Ashley proposed.
"You must think I'm stupid." Harkin sighed, keeping his gun pressed against Williams' skull. "Why the hell would I trust you?"
"That brings me to reason number two: I'll suck your dick." Ashley said, hardly a hint of shame in her voice.
Harkin laughed.
"Damn, girl. Welcome aboard!" He said, lowering his gun. "Let her up." He told his men.
"I'm looking forward to a taste of you, Miss Second Human Spectre." Harkin smirked. "But not here. Warehouses just aren't my scene. I want you to follow Wilkes, here. He'll take you someone nicer, you can wait for me. I'll be along as soon as we've... cleared up, here."
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Two Hours Later
Part of Ashley couldn't believe what she was doing. Harkin was her target. His men had killed two servicemen less than three hours ago. And yet here she was, in an apartment with him, his hands on her chest, kissing him.
Kissing would be the least the did tonight, Ashley thought. Her hands crept down to the knowledge broker's pants, quickly unfastening them.
Ashley was impressed at the size of Harkin's prick as she fished the long, thick and slightly sweaty member from his briefs.
"Now this is the kind of man I like to work for!" Ashley said, as she began to work the oversized fleshy appendage with her hand.
"I'm guessing the Commander isn't the most well endowed N7 out there?" Harkin said, with an amused smile.
"That's putting it lightly. I could catch his cum in a thimble!" Ashley moaned.
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