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In Sight	By : CyberII Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 6133 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Do not own Mass Effect or characters, writing for fun, but not profit.

Chapter List
- 1-Pt.1
- 2-Pt.2
- 3-Pt.3
- 4-Fin.
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She smiled and brought her face that close to his he thought she’s going to do that mouth-on-mouth tongue-probing thing called ‘kiss’ again. Humans enjoyed it so much in many variations, but they’ve got soft and obviously sensitive – in an erogenous way - flesh framing their jaws. An asari or even drell would be more suitable for this gesture than him, but he was pretty sure it would be tactless to suggest out loud.

The part of a ‘kiss’ which required a tongue was easier for him to be actively involved, and she seemed to even like his efforts. His tongue was way longer, stronger and more agile than her strange and flat one. She was making small moans when he explored the soft and wet cavity of her mouth. Minus small blunt teeth and tongue, it felt almost like…

Oh, Spirits, that thought just went somewhere horrible. And just to think they use it the same way…

Oh… That was a mental image he’d prefer to never get.

Spirits, he’ll never be able to look at humans the same way as before. Now something had to be done before his imagination terrifies him completely or makes him laugh his fringe off. He doubted either outcome would be good for what they initially were up to.

“You – armor off. Now. I’ll tweak the climate control,” he was glad to hear Miranda’s playful order; even much more to obey. He lowered her on her feet and let her go, unclasping his armor with alarming speed, not taking his eyes off her swaying curvy hips. Pads on her back, pads on her chest – what is it all about, do human women fall a lot?

Come on, he said to himself, last time you succeeded in dealing with alien weirdness. Think asari, everyone likes asari, even your people. Quarians – their females have such curves too. No need to pinpoint attention upon it.

Garrus took a deep breath, unzipped his underarmor, feeling the cool air seeping between the plates. The temperature will rise soon, he reminded himself, but now the uncomfortable shivers ran along his torso. He stretched his shoulders and spine, freed from his usual armor, heard few joints cracking. He sighed with satisfaction, rubbing the back of his neck.

He stepped closer to Miranda and embraced her, digging his nose in her hair. That ‘hair’ thing the humans had – that was the easiest for him to get used to. It was soft but not fleshy soft, more like threads of a fabric. And it smelled good.

“Make me forget we’re different,” he whispered pleadingly, slowly dragging his tongue behind her ear.

She took his face into her palms. Her smile, it really amazed him how it could remain one of a wise and experienced woman and be enthrallingly daredevil at the same time.
“Don’t worry,” she replied quietly, “It’s not just your issue, and not only have you wanted it to disappear.”

Her eyes travelled lower to his plated groin. She pouted jokingly.
“What, you don’t want me?”

“I do… Just a little… making out, and I’ll be at your service in no time,” he licked her neck.

“Fine with me, I’ll have a chance to know your body better,” he shot him a fiery glance and let her palm slide down his abdomen to the place where his plates were about to shift. “Mmm, it’s a hot spot in here…”

She pushed him to sit down on the edge of her desk; he obeyed, when she kneeled between his legs. Her small fingers explored the seams of his plating down there; she bit her lower lip, soft blue eyes gleaming with curiosity, threw a glance at his face and returned to his crotch. He felt his blood rushing to the same place.

His plates shifted slightly, showing thin connective tissue stretching in the places where they matched each other’s edges while lying down. Miranda’s smile was triumphant; she leaned closer to run the tip of her tongue along the widening slit and tender junction points. He gasped, straightening his back; bony fingers clung to the top of the desk. Her wet mouth covered the opening between his plates; short tongue teased the head of his cock showing in it. Oh, it dawned on him. She was making him emerge straight in her mouth…

Garrus strained every nerve to not spring out of his plates too fast. Sliding inside that slightly cool but delightful cavern of her mouth seemed to last forever, the stimulation of her lips and tongue arousing him even more, luring him out. Blood pumped between his ears and to his groin, making his member swell and harden. His mandibles trembled with restraint and agitation, breath growing sharp. Soft and wet insides of human oral cavity rubbing his most sensitive part so gently drove him wild; he fought an urge to just plunge into her – no matter the orifice.

Less than a half of his shaft fit in her mouth now; he knew she’s got a mind-blowing trick up her sleeve… uh, more like ‘down her throat’, to deal with his length. But he totally was with her on that one, they had no need to rush, and that tender and sweet start was more than welcomed. Her tongue swirled around his head when she let him out, squeezing his base with so many thin cautious fingers, leaving soft kisses on his tip. His heavy breath turned into a slight moan when she lowered her head, trailing the sensitive underside of his cock with her tongue and then returned to the edges of his parted plates.

After all he’d been through, it felt… divine. Even better than the first time when he was so stunned by Miranda’s performance he couldn’t remember his own name if asked. Now she wasn’t just showing him what she’s capable of – now her actions felt so… loving. The touch of her small flat tongue was unusual, yet desired. He sensed the tip of her skilled tongue tracing the texture of his member, every vein, bump and ridge; she licked it up and down, her moist lips added small suction sensations along his length. He shivered, this time not of cold but of pleasure. Low reverberating undertones of impatience and incitement filled his throat.

She leaned forward, taking him in her mouth once again. She rocked back and forth rhythmically, teasing him with her tongue rubbing against his stiff member. Garrus stared down, not able to withdraw eyes from his own length sliding in and out of her luscious lips. His body, used to be so tense all the time under stressful circumstances, eased off finally, letting the waves of delight rise from the spot of their concentration where her mouth met his cock. He let himself dig his fingers into her hair lightly – that gesture felt so natural even if he hadn’t observe it in kinky extranet vids he ‘borrowed’ from Joker.

Funny, most of the vids Joker sent him featured buxom long-haired brunettes. Those probably were the criteria for sexiness of human women; Miranda should’ve been calling attention to her perfection for a reason. And he must’ve admitted she looked better than any of those actresses, so natural, genuine, so real. When she raised her eyes to look at him, he couldn’t help but return that warmth of her gaze, emphasizing it with a faint tone of affection under his breath. Even if she didn’t understand it, he felt like she deserved it. ‘She’s so gorgeous, better than any porn star, what are you waiting for,’ his masculine pride chipped in. Take her, claim her for yourself, where would you find another woman like this. Whole Galaxy is about to come crashing down; and it’s a damn lonely Galaxy for you anyway…

He gritted his teeth, almost biting on his tongue carelessly, and tried to brush off the inappropriate thoughts. It was hard, with his cock in her mouth. But… he had no rights to have her… Maybe just for a few blissful hours of them enjoying these sensual explorations…

He will cherish his memories of these hours.

Miranda let him slide deeper gradually, the tip of his shaft now pressed to the back of her throat every time she bowed her head forward. He was pretty sure he knew where it was going. As much as he felt lightheaded, enjoying her actions, it wasn’t the point when he wanted to get his release first.

“Miri…”

It took a lot of effort for him to stop her. He cupped her cheek with his rough fingers, knowing they shake, giving him out. She released his member out of her mouth, still caressing it with her palm, kissed the tip gently, looked up at him with worrying eyes.
“Something wrong, Garrus?”

He smiled as sincerely as he could, keeping in mind his smile differs from human’s.
“No, it’s wonderful. But it’s my turn now.”

A soft smile appeared on her face too. She gave the head of his cock a demonstrative lick; shivers ran along his body.
“And what if I wanted to taste you again, coming in my mouth?”

He took her hand, pulling her up against his chest. Her ample breasts pressed to his plating, changing shape – his glance dropped in the depth between them. He let his hand slide on one of these mounds to feel its alien weight and fullness.
“There’s no rush anymore. We’ll take our time to do… anything we want.”

Her smile widened, eyes sparkling. She winked playfully, stroking his hipbone. Spirits, he really loved when she touched him in all different ways. It was worth of trying it with a human…
“Oh, I recall you mentioned your stamina…”

He grinned, mandibles flaring.
“Riiight. And I’m in a perfect place… with a perfect company… to exert it.”

Garrus took a quick look around, but nothing suited his intentions better than her desk behind his back. He spun around, still holding the woman close. With one swift hand motion he swept the datapads and books aside and placed Miranda on her desk, devouring her with his eyes.
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