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The Red Renegade	By : ScarletVenus Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 84326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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The Red Renegade
Chapter Two: “A Pre-Mission Tryst”
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“This is a defining moment for your species, Captain.” Nihlus said as he and Captain Anderson shared the war room together.
“I should imagine so.” Anderson said, “I was in the same place twenty years ago. I had the chance to be the first human Spectre. If it weren’t for Saren…”
“Saren’s a pile of Krogan shit.” Nihlus remarked, “But he’s a perfect Spectre. We’re not treading old ground today, Captain. Where is the Commander? We’re almost to Eden Prime.”
“Ahem.” Anderson cleared his throat. He was well aware of Shepard’s customary pre-mission tryst, but thought better of mentioning it. He and the Commander, well, they had been lovers before. It was difficult for Anderson to dwell on. Shepard was not just his protégé, she was like a daughter to him. He had found her, raised her, trained her, directed her violent and psychopathic tendencies into a military career instead of letting her go off to become queen-empress of the space mercs.
But that closeness came with a price. She had been sexually active at 12 and had chosen him to be her first. Saying ‘no’ to a 12 year old was easy. Saying ‘no’ to a 12 year old with C-cups who could kill him if she’d wanted to was another matter. He indulged in her lust and that spark set fire to the raging inferno she called a libido. He’d had her on and off over the years, but as her appetite became more “adventurous”, he lost his taste for her.
Especially when she called him ‘daddy’ during their sex. It was creepy. She liked it, loved the taboo feeling of it. If she really were his daughter, it would not have stopped her. She recognized his discomfort with their dwindling relationship and rarely pushed herself on him. Still, on certain nights or specific anniversaries of things that meant something to only her, she would ask for him.
He was the only person she asked nicely for sex. He was gracious enough to give it to her. After all, he still loved her like a daughter. And, well, it kept him from getting too lonely during his service. Plus, he didn’t have to try so hard on shore leave to find a way to relax and score some pussy. He didn’t have to hit up a bar and buy an Asari stripper five hundred credits worth of drinks to get her in bed. Hell, if he asked nice enough, Shepard would buy a harem and bring them back for them to play with.
“She likes to blow off her tension before a mission. Keeps her from being distracted during a mission. Trust me, let her blow off all she wants.”
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“Blow it all, baby!” Shepard cried, feeling Kaiden ramming his thick cock into her ass as hard as he could. She stood, naked, with her leg up on the side of his bunk as Kaiden’s thick prick stretched against the tightness of her asshole. She loved it in the ass and often couldn’t decide which hole she liked better, but for From-Behind fucking, ass was best.
“Not just yet. Getting close, Shep.” Kaiden said, never losing his pace.
“I already got my inside’s creamed twice today.” Shepard said, “I want to taste it now.” She dislodged Kaiden from her ass with a wet ‘pop’ and spun around. She admired his shining, wet avatar, stroking it lovingly--almost worshiping it she loved it so.
She prided herself on her mouth being one of her best holes. She had a little technique she called the Shepard Special. It went like this: she placed the tip of Kaiden’s cock against her puckered lips. Creating a seamless seal against which his cock would slide. Slowly, much to his--and anyone’s--enjoyment, she slid his swollen prick’s head past her lips, keeping it sealed tight. Once the rim was past, she would suckle on the head, letting her lips tease the sensitive sensors on the rim of the glans. This usually resulted in bringing most men to their knees, close to orgasm, or right over the edge in some cases.
For Kaiden, the head-sucking made him shudder. The first time she had done it to him, after banging her for an hour, it had made him cum harder than he ever had in his life. Her cheeks had swollen up, filled with his hot seed. She fell in love with his cum right then and there and the special taste it seemed to have.
The head sucking lead to the shaft itself. Here, she almost literally sucked the cock down her throat. While sliding her mouth--sealed tight with her lips--over his hard rod, she would use intense suction to guide herself down his length. In Kaiden’s case, he was a solid nine inches long. Not the biggest she had ever inhaled, but pretty damn good for a guy without genetic modifications. He had a big cock and he knew how to use it. And it was thick too! God, she loved his cock. Taking him all the way down her throat was a good challenge for anyone, but Shepard was used to it and she slid him down, holding her breath, sucking hard, until her nose rammed into his pubic hairs and her chin was buried in his balls. The suction pulled at his cock from head to base, trying to suck out his sperm. A drop of pre-cum slid out, giving his already tasty cock--flavored by her own ass--a sweet and salty taste.
She had a throat swollen with cock and she had Kaiden frozen as he felt every inch of her mouth, cheeks, and throat. Then, with her lips in place, she began to let him fuck her face. It was an intense sensation and as close as she got to playing around with auto-erotic asphyxiation. Her head swam as she held her breath, her vision blurry and darkening with every passing minute.
Kaiden knew the score: when she gave him a Shepard Special, it was time to cum. He indulged in her mouth, watching her throat bulge with every thrust, her eyes fixed on his with delirious desire. She wanted it. She needed it. She was begging for it. He gave her what she wanted.
“Shep! Fuck!” Kaiden cried, force fucking her throat as he came. It was here that Shepard let loose the suction that she had on his cock and let him plunge her throat as he came, her mouth now wide open and facing upwards. Hot, hard jets of thick cum shot out of his cock as he continued fucking her throat. The wild, relentless motion combined with Kaiden’s copious eruption led to cum filling up her mouth as the back-and-forth plunging splashed and sloshed cum out of her mouth. It landed on her face, her hair, her forehead, her eyes, ran down her cheeks and neck in hot rivers of white love. By the time he was finished and pulled his cock out of her mouth--dripping with saliva and ejaculation that dripped onto her tits where she rubbed it over her nipples.
Shepard swallowed greedily. Most men came a few spurts she could easily swallow. Kaiden came like a fucking garden hose. It was their special ending to most of their fucking sessions. She called it the White Volcano. Only Kaiden knew how they did it or could do it to begin with. She liked to wait a week or so in-between their sex to make sure he had plenty built up. He never played with himself, he knew that she liked it that much. If she waited a month--hard as it was to keep herself off him--he could have her whole face covered and still have enough left to shoot onto her tits. It was glorious.
She swallowed, tasting his sweet cum on her tongue, mixed with the tangy after-taste of her ass on his dick. She didn’t mind the taste of herself. She could throw her legs over the back of her neck and lick her own pussy if she felt like it. Sometimes it was the only way to get herself off and she truly loved the taste of pussy. She swung both ways voraciously, and Kaiden was a Bi-Guy himself, so they managed to wrangle some interesting group session if they got anyone else in on their fun.
She licked his release off her face, savoring the flavor. She sucked on his semi-erect member, taking every drop of cum she could get until his cock was as clean as an ass-fucked whistle.
Kaiden grunted as she worked her magic, “Shit, Commander. Drained me again.”
“It’s my specialty, Kai.” Shepard sighed, sliding down to sit on the edge of his bunk. She reached out and grabbed a bottle of Batarian Liquor and downed it in a single chug, belching and tossing the bottle away. As Kaiden passed her, she reached out and smacked his bare ass with her palm.
Kaiden grinned, “You’re a real lady, Shep. You know that?”
Shepard belched again, “Fuckin’ right I am. Goddamn, Kai, I feel like you’re the only man in the universe who can get my rocks off just right. I outta marry you,, you gorgeous motherfucker.”
“Thanks, Shep,” Kaiden grinned, “but I doubt you could stand the monogamy of marriage. You’d be blowing the best man and fingering the flower girl before you could toss the bouquet. Besides, variety is the spice of life. You seem suited to the poly-amorous lifestyle, so keep at it.”
“Ah, ya fuggin jackass.” Shep said, standing up and scratching her armpits, “Fine, fine. Well, we got a mission coming up, so we might as well get dressed. Look, I’m still a little…itchy, so I’m thinking this fuckin‘ “shakedown run” might be the perfect opportunity for something special. I was thinking of aTriple M.”
Kaiden’s eyebrows raised as he paused suiting up his armor, “A Mid-Mission Ménage? Where are we gonna find a third party?”
Shepard shrugged on her N7 jet black armor, “It’s Eden Prime, so I’m sure we can find some wayward Asari pussy floating around: a maiden just off Thessia or maybe a bored corpsman looking for some action. Don’t worry, if there’s one thing I’m good at, it’s finding a willing fucktoy. You swing both ways, so it shouldn’t matter what we find.”
“Whatever you say, Commander.” Kaiden grinned. His relationship with Commander Shepard was a unique one. Like most of the enlisted marines that crossed Shepard’s path, He had found himself in her bed within hours of meeting her. But unlike a lot of the men and women, who gave Shepard a night of short lived pleasure, Kaiden had proven to be a man of exceptional endurance and had a talent for tweaking the Commander in just the right way that made her gush and scream. He’d had every hole on her and vice-versa. He was as close to a regular boyfriend as she seemingly had ever had.
And she liked him. He was a good-looking, charming, a damn fine soldier and Biotic, and he had the equipment that made her shriek like a she-devil. And he liked her: she was assertive, authorative, and had the kind of curves that would make a man splooge if she wore a full-length dress and granny bloomers. Her voracious sexual appetite kept Kaiden on guard, looking for her at any corner, expecting her lips or fingers to meet him at any given time.
She snapped the last of her armor into place. “Alright, you fine-ass bitch.” She said, “I gotta meet Cap and the Spectre. Keep your sweet ass ready for a Triple M, okay?”
“Commander, I haven’t had a dry dick since I met you. I’m always up for whatever you bring my way.”
“Damn right.” She said, giving his ass a pinch before she left.
Shepard jogged lightly across the ship and into the war room, where she came up to Captain Anderson and the Turian Spectre, Nihlus.
“What’s up, fuckers?” She asked.
Anderson ignored her boorish behavior, while Nihlus merely clicked his mandibles in thought. Anderson tucked his arms behind his back. “Commander, this is Nihlus, a Counsel Spectre.”
Nihlus nodded, “And you’re the infamous Commander Shepard. Er, Apologies, what was your first name?”
Shepard shrugged, “Eh, never use it, so why bother. Just call me Shep.”
“Commander, it’s time we let you in on the real purpose of this mission. As I’m sure you’re suspecting, this isn’t a shakedown run.”
“No fucking shit, Cap.” Shepard scoffed, “Sending the Normandy on a shakedown run makes about as much sense as sending a Vorcha to critique a Hanar poetry recital. So what the real shit here?”
“You’re being considered as a candidate for the Spectres.” Anderson replied, “It’s a big opportunity for the humans on the political scene. Spectres are the best of the best.”
“No they aren’t.” Shepard said coldly, “Because I haven’t joined them yet. So what’s the skinny on this? Do I fill out an application? Piss in a cup? I hope having venereal diseases doesn’t disqualify me. I mean, I get them cured, but they tend to pop up when I least expect it: Crotch Rot, Crabs, Warts, the Clap, Shink, Pus Puss, Crazy Nits, Vagarrhea, Scale Itch, Fireshits, and Krogan AIDS, which Dr. Chakwas swears didn’t exist until I caught it.”
Nihlus cleared his throat uncomfortably, “A lot of it will depend on--”
Suddenly, Joker‘s voice crackled over the intercom, “Uh, Captain, we have an incoming emergency transmission from Eden Prime. I think you’d better see this.”
“Put it on screen.” Anderson ordered.
The three of them watched as the screen in the war room came alive with gunfire and men screaming. Shepard’s heart threatened the thump out of her rib cage. Gunfire and screaming was a frequent aphrodisiac of hers. But she shook her head back into the real world as the camera, focused on the soldiers gaping at something off-screen, swung around and focused on a robotic monster descending from the sky in a storm of lightning and fire before the screen cut out.
“That’s all there is, Captain.” Joker said, “Nothing else.”
“Go back to 1:29.” Anderson ordered.
Together, the three of them stared at the mysterious ship descending from the sky: a purple monstrosity that dwarfed the buildings on Eden Prime. It seemed to call out to Shepard, mock her with it’s presence. It was a daunting foe, but she wanted nothing more than to haul out the biggest gun she could and fuck this thing back to extinction.
“Well, Commander, looks like it’s trial by fire.” Anderson said.
“I’ve been fighting everyone and everything in sight since I was born.” Shepard said, “I think I can handle a giant fuckin’ robot tentacle monster. Hell, it might even be fun.”
Nihlus gaped at Shepard’s audacity, but Anderson smiled, “Only you, Commander. Only you.”
“Goddamn right.” Shepard said, “Let me grab my armament and shove my sweet ass out the airlock. I’ll meet you in the hangar for the air drop.”
Shepard ran out of the war room and back to the barracks. She kicked open the door and found Kaiden and Jenkins inside. “You two! Suit up! We’re going in hot and cocked! It’s time to fuck shit up!”
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Author’s Note: thanks for all the support, guys! Glad you enjoy it so far. Keep reading and I’ll keep writing. Next chapter: The Attack on Eden Prime. It’s Shepard in her environment: fighting with fury and horny while doing it. I wonder if they’ll find a third party for their Triple M. Hmmm, I wonder. ;)
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