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Slaves of Cerberus	By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 138070 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Stepping into his spartan cabin on the Orpheus, Jacob wearily worked on the fasteners of his combat armor. They had finished scouring the Cerberus base an hour ago, finding little more than more propaganda fliers and destroyed hard drives.

Maybe Tali might be able to find something, but truth was, Jacob had been bluffing when he had told the local cell leader that they'd find what they were looking for in the remnants of the files. If they were lucky, they might be able to pull up a few extranet headers, enough to find another low-level cell.

Most likely, though, word had already gotten out that an Alliance team was on the hunt for Cerberus activity, and the rest of the organization would go dark. They'd squandered their one chance to get the jump on Cerberus, and their already impossible task was only going to get harder.

Stripping off the last of his combat armor and sitting down at his work desk, Jacob tapped out a report for Admiral Hackett. Despite his aggravation over the results of the raid, he tried his best to remain optimistic as he outlined the events of the day in painstaking detail. Had to keep the brass thinking this wasn't just a waste of a perfectly good frigate on a fool's errand. Several times he paused in his typing to consider his words carefully, sounding as hopeful as possible about the mission without flat-out lying.

After spending some time looking the final report over, he pressed a button on a nearby panel. "Ensign DeSilva, I'm forwarding you a report for Admiral Hackett. Could you send it over a secure Alliance channel, please?"

"Yes, sir," said the communications officer's voice from the speaker. "You want me to have the response directed to your inbox when it arrives?"

"No hurry," Jacob said, and closed the communication. Despite his best efforts, Jacob knew they'd probably see through his bullshit, and realize that this mission had gotten off to a terrible start. He wondered if the admiral would recall him right away, or if the brass would find his floundering attempts at leadership amusing enough to allow to continue, just for the entertainment factor.

Sighing deeply, he leaned back in his chair and stared up at the ceiling. Like the Normandy, the captain's cabin of the Orpheus was on the upper-most deck of the ship, and a skylight had been installed which allowed Jacob to look out at the stars as they drifted by.

"Where the hell are you, Shepard?" Jacob muttered to himself.

This whole situation still seemed so surreal. If he didn't trust people like Garrus and Tali completely, he'd have one hell of a hard time believing that their enemy was Commander Shepard's double. He made a mental note, after all this was over, to ask Miranda if she knew anything about this whole clone business. He didn't remember her ever mentioning it during their time together on Lazarus Station. Those nights together when she'd come back to their cabin and idly chat about her progress in bringing Shepard back from the dead. Just before they would shed their uniforms and...

Okay, that was a bad train of thought. As if the frustrations of their first failed attempt to find out about this new Cerberus wasn't bad enough, he really didn't need to start thinking about the other unsatisfied urges in his life.

Tossing off his uniform shirt, Jacob strolled bare-chested over to his bed. He tried to think about something else, come up with some brilliant new ideas on where their mission should take them to next. But his attempts to keep himself from thinking about the intimate times with Miranda had instead gotten him thinking about the other woman who had once been in his life.

Brynn. The average person might have thought that someone like Brynn was a step down from the "genetic perfection" of Miss Lawson. But Jacob had never seen it that way. Their personalities had melded in a way that his and Miranda's never had. She had the warmest, most genuine smile Jacob had ever seen. The moment he'd seen it, her eyes filled with gratitude as he'd helped some of their former Cerberus comrades escape from the wrath of the Illusive Man, Jacob knew he had fallen hard. And the feeling was mutual, obviously, because it was only a few weeks later that the two of them...

"Dammit!" Jacob whispered, sitting on the foot of the bed with a frustrated scowl on his face, and a sizable bulge painfully pressing against his Alliance-issued trousers. Pathetic as it made him feel, Jacob knew he wasn't going to be able to get any sleep if he didn't relieve this sudden tension he was feeling.

Reaching down between his legs, he lowered the zipper over his crotch and let out a relieved sigh as he pulled out his swollen manhood with his other hand.

* * *

Kasumi had picked an interesting night to visit the captain's cabin.

Hidden underneath her tactical cloak in a dark corner of Jacob's quarters, she watched with mouth agape as Jacob whipped out his cock. As the proud captain of the SSV Orpheus spat in his palm and start jerking himself off, part of Kasumi was panicking, realizing that her "innocent" visits to the crew of the Orpheus were about to cross a very serious line.

Sure, maybe she had used her cloak to take in the sights at Shepard's party three years ago. But dammit, it would have been hard to avoid that stuff even if she was trying. She'd drift into one room to find Shepard working her tongue out on Liara's dripping azure, only to leave and find Vega nailing Ashley against the wall in another corner of the apartment. Not to mention Kelly and that communications expert fingering each other in the spare bedroom. And what she had seen Miranda and Jack doing to each other...

But this was something else. Jacob was in the privacy of his own quarters now, behind a securely-locked door. Her rational mind was telling her that she shouldn't be here, that she should make a run for it, and just hope that Jacob thinks there was a glitch in the security matrix or something when his cabin door suddenly opens on its own.

That's what her rational mind was telling her, yes. But it was in serious competition with another part of her mind. One that was squealing, "Look at the cock on that man!"

Jacob was definitely... impressive. A shame for him about the whole "Alliance chain of command" thing, or Jacob wouldn't have to resort to his own hand to keep him company tonight. Kasumi'd be willing to bet that half the female crew of the ship would be lining up to enjoy the captain's log if they knew what a large weapon he kept in his holster.

But you're not part of the chain of command, that same naughty little voice in her head was saying. So what's stopping you?

Even as her eyes were locked on Jacob's pumping hand around his thick cock, Kasumi went through the excuses in her head again. He's still hurting from losing Brynn. I shouldn't try to rush him into something like that. And even if I'm not officially in the Alliance, I still put myself under his command. The last thing he needs is to have emotional entanglements with a member of his crew distracting him from the mission.

So many excuses, that dirty part of her was responding. Just like all the excuses you made to keep from making a move back on the Normandy. Is it going to take him finding another woman again for you to realize you should take your shot when you have it?

Kasumi shook her head. This was different. It'd be one thing to wait until the mission was over, ask Jacob to maybe go out to dinner or something. But to reveal that she'd been spying on him, watching as he masturbated in his private quarters... it might put a damper on any future chances for them to have a trusting relationship.

She was about ready to make her move for the door, and hope that Jacob was too busy with his current one-handed exercises to notice, when Jacob breathed out a single word. One that changed everything.

"Kasumi..."

* * *

"Kasumi..." Jacob muttered to himself, the heated fantasies in his mind suddenly turning to the lithe Japanese thief. He wasn't entirely sure why Kasumi had suddenly popped into his mind. Yeah, she'd spent most of this mission flirting with him – and most of Shepard's party three years ago doing the same, come to think of it – but Jacob figured it was just like the remarks he'd seen Vega making to Shepard from time to time: just Kasumi being friendly.

But as soon as Kasumi had entered his thoughts, he found it hard to make her leave. Remembering that look in her eyes, unmistakable even under the hood, whenever she'd make a remark about his physique or some other suggestive comment. And as soon as it was out, she would then quickly disappear, as if inviting Jacob to find her. Chase her down and have her make good on all her innuendos.

Closing his eyes, Jacob pictured Kasumi vividly. His gripping fingers increased their tempo on his cock as he imagined stripping her out of her tight outfit and throwing her down on the bed. Pressing his fingers down into her wetness and watching her moan in desire. Her arms wrapping around him as he climbed on top and impaled himself inside her.

"Kasumi..." he breathed again, feeling his cock start to swell and his head start to buzz as his climax approached.

And just as he was seconds away from release, he heard a sharp bang against the wall to his right. Jolting in surprise, his hand flew away from his unsatisfied erection as he turned to look at the source of the noise.

Glancing down at the floor, he saw a piece of his armor lying against the wall, as if it had been thrown there. Confused, he was about ready to tuck away his cock and stand up from the bed, when he felt a gust of hot air breeze against the wet surface of his prick.

He looked back down between his legs, just in time to see a shimmer of light and a kneeling, hooded figure materialize there. "You called, Captain?" Kasumi said with a grin.

* * *

Can't believe I'm doing this, Kasumi thought, ignoring Jacob's shocked expression as she reached out and gripped his shaft by the base. This is crazy. So damn crazy.

But before her rational mind could convince her to do otherwise, Kasumi lifted Jacob's sizable cock and stuck out her tongue to roll it against the head.

"Kasumi?" Jacob said, and while he sounded confused, Kasumi believed she still heard a trace of the lustful tones he had been saying her name with before. "What are you..."

"Don't ask questions," she said, staring up at him with a sultry look as she stroked his shaft. "Just sit back and let me do all the work."

She wondered if Jacob might protest. Yell at her for spying on him in his cabin and toss her out. But as she pivoted her head to run her tongue up Jacob's cock, mixing her saliva with his, Jacob let out a low moan and let his legs spread wider, giving her easier access to him.

It had been a while since she'd done this. Not since Keiji, actually. But from the way Jacob's cock throbbed against her palm, it didn't feel like he had any complaints on her technique.

After running her tongue along the underside of his cock again, from his balls all the way to the tip, Kasumi glanced up and met Jacob's gaze. Giving him a wink, she opened her mouth wide and held her breath, before taking Jacob's cock into her mouth and down her throat. Fighting against her gag reflex, she took as much of the long, thick shaft into her as she could, loving the way Jacob moaned as he watched her sink her head down onto his sizable cock.

Finally, Kasumi pulled away, taking a deep breath as she withdrew from Jacob's cock. No sooner had his length left her mouth, however, than she took him between her lips again. This time, however, she only took half of his prick into her mouth. Her lips slid up and down his cock, while she worked one hand around the base of the throbbing shaft. Her other hand came up to cup and caress his balls through his briefs, Kasumi putting all of her effort into pleasuring every last inch of Jacob's manhood.

"Kasumi," Jacob moaned, and now the confusion was gone. All that was left was the same unrestrained desire that had only been part of his fantasy before. "Kasumi, I'm... I'm..."

In her mouth, Jacob's cock jerked, and then she felt the warmth of his seed start to fill her throat. She tried her best to swallow as much of his cum as she could, but Jacob's seed was soon spilling out of her mouth and dripping down her chin. Still, she kept her hands working on his cock and balls until she felt the last of his load spurt out onto her tongue.

Pulling away from his shrinking prick, Kasumi gave Jacob a grin. "Damn! Looks like you've been holding that back for a while," Kasumi said. Reaching up to wipe a long drop of jizz off her chin, she brought her sticky fingers up to her mouth and saucily licked the last drops of cum off.

"Yeah, guess so," Jacob said, catching his breath from the intense climax Kasumi had given him. "Not that I didn't... appreciate that, but you mind telling me what you were doing in my cabin in the first place? Pretty sure I locked the door when I came in."

"Oh, didn't you know my secret power?" Kasumi said innocently, sitting back on the floor and crossing her arms. "If any man, especially a handsome ship captain with amazing abs, says my name, I magically appear and grant his fondest desire." She arched an eyebrow. "Your fondest desire was to get a blowjob from a sexy Japanese cat burglar, wasn't it?"

Despite himself, Jacob grinned. "I should really be punishing you for trespassing like this," he said, as he tucked his now-flaccid member back into his pants and zipped up.

"Oooh, punishment," Kasumi said, clapping her hands together. "Sounds like fun. I could give you some ideas on that, although I doubt they're in any official Alliance handbooks."

Jacob shook his head. "Tempting as that sounds, I think I'm tapped for the night. Between the firefight down on Mindoir and what you just did to me, my tank is running on fumes as it is."

Kasumi put a pouty expression on her face. "Aw. Don't know my own strength, I guess. Don't worry. You can make it up to me later."

"Damn, I guess I had you pegged wrong," Jacob said, leaning forward to look down at Kasumi on the floor. "Thought all that flirting was just you playing around. So how come you waited so long to make a move?"

She opened her mouth to voice one of her many excuses, but was surprised when she found herself speaking the truth. "I guess I was scared," Kasumi said. "After I lost Keiji, the thought of getting close to someone again, just to lose them... I mean, Shep was pretty awesome and all, but there were no guarantees that all of us were making it back from that Collector base alive. So I didn't make the move. And by the time we had all made it back in one piece, and I had worked up enough courage to say something... Shep went and turned herself in to the Alliance and we all went our separate ways." Kasumi paused a moment, not sure it was wise to broach the subject, but finally decided to go for it. "Would have probably taken a shot at Shepard's party, but by that time you were with..."

Jacob nodded and finished her thought. "With Brynn."

She wasn't sure how far she should push, but Kasumi was obviously in a bold mood tonight, so she figured she'd take the chance. "What happened between you two? Everybody on this ship seems to be walking on eggshells around you when the topic comes up. I don't want to pry, but..."

Jacob stood up from the bed, and for a second Kasumi thought he was going to open the door to his cabin and ask her to leave. But instead, he simply turned away from her and stared at a wall, as long suppressed emotions came pouring out. "After Shepard fired the Crucible and the relays went down... Brynn was with the rest of the fleet, light years away. For a while, I was sure it would be years before I'd see her again. I remember thinking, 'She's going to have the baby, and I'm not even going to be there when it happens.' Kinda selfish of me to think like that, when she was God knows where on the other side of the galaxy, and I was safe back on Earth."

"But they did get the relays up," Kasumi said. "Just a few months later."

"Yeah, they did," Jacob said, his voice distant. "I remember how happy I was when she got back, and I saw her with... with our child growing inside of her. All I could think was, 'It's over. The fighting, the hiding from Cerberus... it's all over. We can start a family now."

Kasumi knew that the "but" was coming, but waited for Jacob to get to it in his own time.

Jacob turned to face Kasumi again, and his expression was pained. "Before the relays were brought back up, the new heads of the Alliance had already started talking about what to do with all the former members of Cerberus. It was only two weeks after the relays came back up that they passed the law. Anyone who had worn a Cerberus uniform, indoctrinated or otherwise, would be implanted with a tracking chip and have all of their crimes pardoned. Of course, me and Brynn, we didn't protest it. We went under the knife willingly. Figured it was a good way to show we were done with Cerberus once and for all. But then afterward... I remember them coming to my room in the hospital. Telling me something had happened, and that..."

Sitting back down on the edge of the bed, Jacob's shoulders slumped as he remembered. "Every doctor, everybody that worked on the chip implantation procedure assured us that it was totally unrelated. That she would have lost the baby no matter what, and it was all just a matter of bad timing. And I believed them. But Brynn... she didn't. I told her that we would move on from it. That we had the rest of our lives together to have another one. Have as many as she liked. But she was so angry after that. Angry at the people who'd put the chip into her... angry at the Alliance, and angry at me for continuing to work with them. I tried everything I could with her. But nothing I said or did made things any better."

The pain on Jacob's face made Kasumi want to stand up and go to him, but she made herself stay where she was, let him finish his story.

"And then one day I woke up... and she was gone. No note, no goodbye, just all of her things gone." Jacob gave a joyless smile. "Had a few connections back then, I probably could have had somebody in charge of the chip tracking find out where she went, but I don't think she would have appreciated that much."

"Jacob, I'm sorry," Kasumi said, not sure what else to say. Standing up from the floor, she sat next to him on the bed and rested a hand on his shoulder. "I didn't mean to..."

Jacob gave her a reassuring smile. "Nah, it's okay. Guess it's just another thing I've been holding back for too long," he glanced down at a stray drop of cum on Kasumi's outfit and let out a soft laugh. "Can't say it was as much fun as getting that out of my system, though."

Kasumi was glad to see him smiling again, even if she knew he was forcing it a little. "You want me to stay?" she asked him.

"Actually, I think it might be better for me to be alone for a bit," Jacob told her. "Let me clear my head a bit. But tonight was good. How about next time, though, you leave the cloak back in your bunk?"

Leaning over to him, Kasumi planted a soft kiss on his lips. "Yes, sir, Captain. Anything else I'm wearing you'd like me to leave behind next time I visit?"

"I'll leave that decision entirely up to you, Miss Goto," Jacob said. He started to lean in to return her kiss, but then Kasumi started shimmering before vanishing entirely.

"Sweet dreams, Jacob," said a whispering voice in his ear, before his cabin door seemed to open and close of its own accord.

Jacob laughed to himself: a new lover in his life, and already she was disappearing on him.
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