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Mass Effect 3: Aftermath	By : Royality Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 3529 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Kyo had always been a bit reckless. Once his best friend and bandmate, David Rogers, started dating some fangirl named Maya, Kyo was given just enough rope to hang himself with. Nearly every stop during their concert tour had vids of him seducing some girl or another, dropping drugs in the backrooms of clubs, and even quite a few drunken bar fights. It was how he dealt with his confusion and sadness over losing to Maya. Admittedly, the only reason why Kyo even sang was because David wanted him to. David loved music more than life itself and Kyo wanted to be a part of that. Truth was that it felt good to be a part of something, especially after not being wanted most of his life.
Maybe it was a bit too cliché, but growing up as an orphan was a kick to the quad every single damn day that nobody needed, or even wanted, you. David was Kyo’s salvation. He was another orphan in that who understood what it was like to be thrown away. However, once David had stopped needing him, Kyo had to get that feeling from somewhere else. From anyone else. He didn’t care about who, why, and how.
But the Reapers came and took away even that.
David’s death sobered Kyo up. It made him appreciate an emotional separation over what was now a physical tear. There was now something else to focus on and that was killing those sons of bitches. Surprisingly, he did rather well for some popstar singer with zero military training. There was a lot of rage in him that was easy to channel and after the Reapers, he really didn’t have a reason anymore to return to the spotlight. Kyo had grown comfortable in the military. He was given an order and followed them. He still hadn’t died yet, so he continued to wait for that moment when his story would end. Mars had given him the chance to finally go out the way he lived. When his oxygen valve severed, he thought that he could at least upload the data before taking in his final breath like the rest of his team, but something happened. He saw someone in trouble that needed him to stay alive for a bit longer.
Still, Illum gave him another chance to make up for how selfish his life had been. There was Maya, the woman who stole David away, and she didn’t seem to give a damn that she was the reason why he had died. Kyo chased her, no. He hunted her, but his trigger finger had lost its grip after seeing how much rage had clouded his judgment yet again. David was alive. He had been living with Maya since the attack with their baby boy named Kyo, named after David’s supposedly dead best friend. The reunion was bitter sweet, to say the least. Why Illum? Why had they become indented servants to this beautiful den of thieves? Apparently, staying alive during the Reaper attack had its price. In this case, that price came at being exploited by a few surviving Batarians.
To say Kyo was furious would be the understatement of the decade, but he remained surprisingly focused. It seemed as if the angrier he was, the harder he concentrated. It wasn’t difficult to track down those who would do his friends wrong and faked a deal by offering to sell his assets in order to buy out David and Maya’s contract. He was laughed at, teased, and eventually attacked as he thought he would be. It didn’t matter that he was outnumbered and outgunned. When the missiles were armed, it would have been the death of him if not for Shiro. It seemed that Kyo had been wrong about no one else in the galaxy caring about him. He had someone who risked their life to save his, but it didn’t feel right. Kyo knew that he didn’t deserve it, so when he had a choice of making amends by denoting his shield in order to stop missile launch, he did so without hesitation. The overloaded omni-tool equipped with an abundance of concentrated energy for the Paladin’s shield caused an explosion big enough to shake the city. Shiro managed to shield most of Kyo’s body from the blast, but his arm had been completely destroyed. The Sergeant didn’t have a lot of time left, so with what should have been his final words, he thanked Shiro for being alive. It was all worth it. Shiro whispered to Kyo while holding his battered and burnt body close, “It’s not the end for you.”
Kyo smiled up as Shiro had pinned him to the bed. It was a tight fit as they were on the bottom of a bunk bed, but Shiro seemed to be rather aware of just how much headroom he still had. There was very little light in the room, with the exception of Shiro’s patterned implants that glowed slightly whenever he was active or in this case, excited. Kyo wasn’t sure if that was just something he did or if all Biotics acted like lightning bugs. Kyo took notice that the white hair was especially susceptible to the green illumination and he used his mechanical hand to brush a few strands out of Shiro’s face away to get in a better kiss.
While he was trying to be sweet about it, Shiro was a bit more forceful as he kept Kyo pinned to the mattress while wiggling off his robe. It was dropped off to the side of the bed where it made a pleasant thud on the ground. The noise made them both stop to look over the edge. Shiro reached over to grab it and proceeded to dig through one of the pockets in search of something. It was a bit too dark to see, but Kyo noticed that the man on top of him was soon holding a small container. “The hell is that?” he laughed as Shiro held it up proudly. It took some squinting to read the front of the bottle. “Magic Touch: Special Aquatic Edition. A perfect combination of Drell heat with Hanar sensations…?“ Kyo stopped to stare at Shiro, raising an eyebrow. “Do I even want to know?” Shiro shrugged playfully.
“Cortez recommended this. Says it works wonders in rough spots.”
“Oh,” Kyo grinned as he reached to take the bottle from Shiro while stealing a kiss. Shiro smirked as well, even more so as he was flipped over onto his back with Kyo now on top of him. He received gentle kisses to his forehead, checks, and down his neck as the Sergeant’s metal hand traced down his naked sides. Every time those fingers ran over one of his implants, he shivered uncontrollably with a moan. Before Kyo had even reached past the thin waist line, Shiro was an erect, panting mess that was gripping onto the sheets and thin black blanket. His legs bent at the knee and spread as an invitation to keep going.
Kyo was aroused as well, his boxers becoming nearly unbearable for him to keep on much longer. He knew what to do. He knew what Shiro wanted him to do, but a part of him hesitated. There was a pause as he stared down at his friend. A look of concern gave Kyo away enough for Shiro to sit up from his position. Taking the bottle away, Shiro opened it himself as he kissed along Kyo’s neck and nuzzled against it as he tugged down the man’s boxers to free the strained sex down there. Kyo closed his eyes as he was taken charge of, biting his lip in a hiss as he felt Shiro’s slicked over fingers grip and stroke his manhood. The implant on the inside of Shiro’s palm added an extra sensation as it passed over the swollen mushroom tip multiple times. Brushing the short black hair with his freehand, Shiro managed to coax the Singer back into kissing. Kyo took hold of both sides of Shiro’s face as he finally gave into his own urges.
He pinned Shiro back down on the bed, grinding desperately against the other man’s groin until Shiro managed to direct it to his opening. The lube did its trick, allowing for Kyo to push inside with little effort as he bit into the brown skin of Shiro’s neck to muffle his grunting. Shiro dug his nails into Kyo’s toned back, leaving marks embedded into the pale skin. He also didn’t bother to silence himself at all. Every thrust was slippery and demanding, filling the Biotic deeply when inserted and let him feeling empty it was pulled out. He could feel Kyo’s heart beating loudly as their chests were pressed together and missed the warmth as Kyo pulled away to get a better angle. Sitting more upright, Kyo reached down with his metallic hand to stroke Shiro’s bouncing erection, making sure to rub the small implant at the tip with his thumb. Shiro’s had to grip the bed sheets again to keep from squirming right off the mattress every time he got that sudden jolt of sensation there. His hole tightened up every single damn time just on reflex. Even this implant flickered with light whenever Shiro shuddered and cried out loud like that. It was also a great indication that Shiro was close to his climax. Leaning over on his natural arm, Kyo continued to lick and tease the implants around Shiro’s collarbone and chest. His pounding quickened and shook the bed consistently as his other hand teased and jerked the Biotic off underneath him. Shiro had grabbed the headboard to brace himself as he suddenly lit up in a bright neon green that erupted in tangent with his orgasm. Multiple clear spurts came from his held tip that splattered over his chest, chin, cheek, and corners of his mouth on the side of his face. Kyo pulled away, but still held the throbbing dick down against Shiro’s panting stomach.
Licking the corner of his mouth, Shiro looked toward Kyo in a sexual haze. “Cheater,“ he teased. Kyo only shrugged and rolled Shiro onto his stomach.
“Maybe,” Kyo said as he remounted the Biotic from behind, this time getting a tight grip on the unkempt long white hair. Shiro’s small laugh was interrupted by his own grunts as he was entered once again. Being taken like this from the back after a satisfying orgasm was extremely pleasant. His sex was still sensitive and throbbing from pleasure that echoed inside of his body still as Kyo continued to caresses the glowing cybernetics on his spine and hips with both hands. It didn’t take long for the thrusting to become erratic and for Kyo to remove himself as he released his hot juices against the twitching hole he came out of. Shiro collapsed onto his stomach as Kyo fell to his side on the small bed, both of them sweating and panting with smiles on their faces. Shiro rolled over to stroke Kyo’s sweaty bangs away from the Singer’s face but was grabbed and kissed before he could finish.
“Thank you,” Kyo said with his eyes closed as he nuzzled against his new lover.
“Thank…you?” Shiro asked, sounding confused. “That’s not something you say afterwards.”
“No, I mean…thank you…for saving me.” Shiro smiled at this and kissed the moist forehead in front of him.
“You saved me, remember?” Kyo shrugged, but was quickly drifting off. He snuggled a bit more closely with a protective hold around Shiro’s body. It was a matter of seconds before he fell asleep entirely. Shiro felt comfortable in Kyo’s warms arms and continued to pet the short hair as if he were petting a sleeping kitten. Kyo even murmured and wiggled like one in his deep sleep, despite his boxers still being halfway down his rear and ass exposed out in the open air. Eventually, Shiro started to drift as well but was jolted back to reality by something in the dark. This was no time to be dreaming about electric sheep.
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