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Perfect Specimen	By : CyberII Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 10098 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Miranda ran into her office, still flushed and sweaty. She collapsed on her bed, wishing it was just one of her dreams, praying for it to be real. She still felt the alien taste of Garrus’ cock in her mouth, remembered the feeling of his hardness, the exotic ridges, pointed head pressing to the back of her throat.

She hated to admit it, she was scared of her own body cravings, but she wanted to feel that hardness again – and not just in her mouth.

She never mustered up the courage to try another turian, like she planned – and her first real experience happened to be with Garrus messed up the inappropriate things in her head even worse.

Cautiously, as if someone was watching her, she reached under the bed. There she had one of her recent purchases hidden. When her turian-filled wet dreams became more often, she thought some emulation program plus stimulation gear would be fine to sate her body urges. Humans were making weird-shaped dildos of unnatural color for several centuries anyway, she told herself, nothing to be really concerned about. Now she knew her blue ridged friend was no match to a real one… but still it was something to ease that tension tearing her apart from the inside.

She pulled a magazine from under her pillow, shuffled through it absentmindedly. Beautifully seductive turians were looking with burning eyes and pointing their blue cocks at her from the pages. Graceful and lithe predators, looking even more dangerous without their armor or civilian clothes. Heavens knew how she wanted to have one of them here with her – to explore his strange alien body, to learn his reactions. Or maybe just to feel these intense predatory eyes on her skin and experience that delicious shiver once again.

Whom she was lying to – she had one particular turian on her mind. Maybe that was just because he was the closest turian she ever dealt with. He was just behind this wall. Oh, how she hated the wall that separated her from him…

She undressed quickly and lay on her bed, tracing the ridges of her toy with her fingertips. She needed this stupid piece of plastic right now. Shepard set the course to Hagalaz, which meant he wouldn’t be taking anyone with him. He was about to visit his ex – and now the Shadow Broker.

“Omni-Lover Fornax edition greets you,” the program flared neon letters above her omni-tool. “Glad to know you still love me, sweetheart.”
Stupid personalized commercial greeting still made her smile. She chose ‘Settings’ and tried to find some preset for her fantasy today.

She selected some exotic and dark-plated hologram with orange markings and golden eyes.
In fact, she was afraid she chose right the opposite from the one she was thinking about…

The hologram tilted his head to the side and leered at her – was this flirtatious gesture common for turians, since she saw Garrus throwing these sexy sidelong glances all the time? It became really uncomfortable when she discovered her… new fetish and started to look at him from a different point of view. She felt like he was teasing her all the time, watching her reaction.

Miranda eyed up her holographic lover and tweaked the program – the way she wanted him to fuck her. The vibrator started warming up – it was a real masterpiece of sex toys, imitating even the real heat of a turian cock. Oh, that was one of the things about them she loved so much. It felt so incredible, so much hotter than a human one… Those cocks were made to satisfy a woman, not just squirt the ejaculate in her.

She found a bottle of lube and smeared it over the blue shaft in her hand. Garrus’ cock seemed to be covered by some natural kind of lubrication, and it should be perfect for rough sex. She wondered was it about the turians being so obsessed with efficiency, cultivating the best traits – the natural selection and real gender equality which made their men so amazing. She wondered how gorgeous their women should be to match such impressive men.

Her hand slid between her legs, her fingers traced the folds. She was still wet after their quick burst of lust in the shuttle, her fingers slipped in smoothly. She bit her lip, her breath turning deeper and hotter, she closed her eyes, imagining a real man with her. Her fingers moved to her clit, making her legs tremble with electric jolts of pleasure.

The tip of her pulsing vibrator circled her entrance, the hologram of a turian hovered above her, matching the placement of the toy with his cock. Miranda moaned lightly, the interactive lover traced her curves with his claws. She couldn’t feel it, but she imagined…

She guided the head in, sweet feeling of her vagina stretching to accommodate. And thinking of Garrus being even bigger than that… She bucked her hips, driving the long shaft up her pussy to the very hilt; the hologram performed a graceful thrust, slim body so flexible and agile. The programmed voice sighed so sweet and sexy, the flanging made her roll her eyes and moan in response. She wanted that body to be real, to feel his inhuman body heat, his weight pinning her down. She couldn’t help herself but imagine the silvery plates covering that lean frame, blue markings over that narrow face…

And the frosty aquamarine of those eyes.

In her dreams he always took her from behind, but while she imagined him having sex with her awake she always wanted to see his eyes.

The ridged dildo pumped inside of her core, imitating the frictions the holographic turian was performing over her, so she just circled her aching nub, trying to approach her desperate release. The modulated voice was so erotic, so slutty, murmuring dirty duotone things in her ear, moaning, purring as the program rode her hard.

Maybe she could imagine them doing it on the Thanix cannon. It felt pretty exciting and extreme – the hot body of a turian pressing her down to a heated metal. Hell yeah, that totally worked for her…

Her body jerked convulsively, inner walls contracted, squeezing the vibrator in her vagina. The interactive program reacted by making the thrusts short and rough, the item buried deep inside of her pulsed angrily, stimulating her G-spot. Her back arched from the bed, whole body shaking spasmodically at the peak of intense excitement. She squeezed her eyes shut, moaning something that sounded like his name…

The shame and guilt were back, when the afterglow faded. Miranda turned the emulation off, pulled out the vibrator, her own juices dripping from it. She dug her face in her pillow to smother the weeping.

“Do you want this emulation program identify itself as ‘Garrus’ for the further usage?”

Stupid program! She threw the toy in the corner. Tears stung, rolling down from her lashes and making the wet spot grow on the pillow. She was so confident in her obsession with human superiority, she was so proud to be perfect – and her suddenly discovered lust for another species caught her totally unprepared to what dark desires hide inside of her body.

And what was even worse - he was next door to her. Just one wall separated her from the one she wanted that badly. She clenched her teeth, trying to cease the heartache, shoulders shook with her silent crying. He couldn’t hear her. She couldn’t make these two dozen steps between her room and the Main Battery, even though she knew he is there. She couldn’t just pour out all she was crying about to him.

She was perfect – for a human. She had to keep that image. Her gut clenched on thought about being rejected – by someone with different beauty standards. And her pro-human attitude, work for Cerberus – that was making it only worse.

He won’t understand. He’ll make fun of her. She won’t ever tell him.

“Just look at this,” Shepard sounded disgruntled, he took a swig right from the bottle of whiskey. The human handled a datapad to his silent turian companion.

He asked Garrus to come up to his cabin right after his return from the Shadow Broker’s base. He paced the room gloomily and kept almost silent until the alcohol started working. The turian really wondered what suddenly brought tough Commander Shepard to such foul mood.

Garrus took the datapad and scrolled down.
He was pretty sure this data Commander brought from Liara… the Shadow Broker. No other way he could know such things about Miranda Lawson.

Fragment from her chat with her sister, some private message from a clinic on Illium – she cannot have children? Garrus felt bad he read it.
“Why are you showing this to me?”

“There,” Shepard waved his index finger and the bottle at the datapad, “Her subscriptions and shopping list. Not mentioning her partner seeking sessions…”

Oh. Now he guessed he had the idea, why.

Subscriptions activated: ‘After Dark Fashions’
‘Fornax: Turian Special’

Vid book purchased: ‘Men are from Omega, women are from Illium’
Other purchases: ‘Omni-lover 9 inch turian set’

“It sums up pretty much why she kept feeding me the ‘I’ll wait for the right time’ bullshit until you joined. Do you see the full picture, Garrus?” Shepard poured some more whiskey in his mouth, swallowed and started coughing.

“You’re implying, she’s got a turian fetish?” Garrus suggested cautiously. He didn’t like where it was going.

“I’m trying to say she teased me all this time with the sexy suits, I was glad to wait for her to make her mind, and now I don’t know if she wants me at all. It’s not fair, man. I mean, it’s not your fault, even if that’s you who turn that cold bitch on more than me. You saw, how willing she became after I encouraged her to blow you.”

Garrus cocked his head to the side. Shepard’s expression spoke of some decision in progress.
“Liara was your ex-lover, are you sure she didn’t give this information to you on purpose?”

The human shook his head furiously.
“Come on, Garrus, you know Liara, you think she’s able to fake the data just to have me back?”

“She seemed to… change. Become mature,” Garrus shrugged. “She’s a Shadow Broker now, it seems like a great power.”

“That’s my point,” Shepard nodded, “Old naïve Liara needed me. She grew up quickly without me, she’s a different woman now…”

He drank more.
“Sometimes I’m worried about her new habits. I don’t think she’d choose this way to make me break up with Miri though… More likely, she’d suggest a threesome, it scared Ashley off last time.”

He put his hand on Garrus’ shoulder.
“I need your help to sort it out. Garrus, you’re my… best friend. Hell, you’re like a brother to me. The one with just… wrong DNA…”

“What kind of help do you need, Shepard?” the turian sighed.

“I don’t mind sharing my woman with you… We need to try it again, not hasty, like that time in the shuttle – I mean, take our time and do it for real. I hope it will help me understand what’s wrong with her… with us. I’m not excited with the idea of her imagining you or some other turian guy instead of me when we fuck.”

Oh, he definitely saw where it was coming.
“Shepard, I still don’t have a fetish for humans, your woman is too fleshy for my taste. Besides – why don’t you ask Liara if you want a threesome that bad?”

“You don’t understand, it’s not about me wanting threesome, it’s about her wanting you,” Shepard frowned, swallowing the last drops from an empty bottle. He threw it under the table angrily. “Didn’t you like what she did with your dick in her mouth?”

“Fine, it was pretty awesome. The turians don’t do it… for obvious reasons,” the turian threw a glance at his human friend collapsing in the chair. “Your plans always have me involved into some weird scenarios… But I’m with you… even on that.”

“Good, because I’m counting on you,” Shepard rubbed his temples with a painful expression. “And I’ve thought it would be easy with her, she certainly won’t play ‘hard-to-get’ after all these tits and ass before my face…”

Garrus headed to the door of captain’s quarters, turned halfway.
“I just hope you know what you’re doing… and really want to learn what you’re about to.”
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