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Turian Fascination	By : Tanwen Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 6590 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Before he opened his eyes, he had almost convinced himself it was a dream. Then a warmth wrapped around his lower half, causing his plates to start shifting. He knew that warmth. Somehow.
Adrien Victus opened his eyes to find that Shepard had twined her legs with his, her eyes sparkling mischievously. “How are you feeling, Adrien?” she asked.
“Good,” he said. He felt the unspoken ‘Mistress’ hanging in the air between them, but realized he hadn’t felt a desire to say it. His expression must have shifted to bewilderment, because he heard Shepard laugh.
“I don’t want to embarrass you in front of the others,” she said. “We both know who really controls you. That’s the important part.”
“Yes, Mistress,” he said, voluntarily adding the appellation, and was rewarded with a firm kiss from Shepard. That warmth ran through him again, from his fringe to his toes. He was humming in delight by the time she broke it off.
Then, to his surprise, he felt a rough hand run over his hips. Vakarian’s clear blue eyes met his, mandibles flaring in amusement.
“You took turns, last night,” Shepard said. “Now, we’re all going to have some fun together.”
“Mistress …” Adrien began, knowing he wasn’t permitted to disobey, but needing to say something regardless.
“Are you protesting, Adrien?” Shepard asked, her tone changing to a firm one that sent a shiver up his spine. “You know that’s not allowed from a fucktoy like you. Perhaps I need to hypnotize you again.” Her smile turned wicked. “Perhaps you wanted me to hypnotize you again, and that was why you started to protest.”
Before he could say anything else, Shepard had the necklace out and dangling in front of his face. His eyes latched onto it instantly, his gaze drawn as inexorably as gravity drew him to Palaven. “You know you can’t resist me, Adrien, you know that you are under my power, my spell. You know you cannot resist my words, the sight of the necklace before you. Follow the necklace, Adrien, and feel it draining your will away with each pass, putting you closer into a state of total relaxation.”
Adrien was lost. He’d been lost the minute she’d pulled it out. Everything else had faded around him. He only saw the necklace; he only heard Shepard’s voice.
“You’ll do what I tell you to,” Shepard said.
“I will do what you tell me to,” Adrien agreed.
“Your will is mine. You will obey.”
“I will obey,” Adrien said, the mantra rising from the depths of his mind to wrap itself around him. “Obeying Shepard gives me pleasure. The more I obey, the more pleasure I feel.”
“Remember how it felt, last night, to give in to your desires,” Shepard said. “Remember the bliss I gave you. Remember. And feel it again. Desire building, until it cannot be contained.”
Adrien was growling in barely suppressed lust. He didn’t have to look down to know that his cock was out and fully erect. Shepard had him deep under her control again.
(No, that wasn’t right. He had never been out from under control. She had just chosen not to exercise it for a time.)
“It’s time for more lessons,” Shepard said. Once again, he’d shifted (or she’d shifted them) while in a trance. Shepard’s legs were spread near his face and he realized he could smell her arousal.
“Lick me,” Shepard commanded. He was belatedly remembering having done this before and his tongue darted out to touch the edge of her folds. Her breath hitched slightly and, encouraged, he pushed forward.
“Good boy,” Shepard said. He felt his cock jerking - and then, suddenly, something warm was there. He looked down to see Garrus, his tongue sliding out to run along the length of Adrien’s shaft. This time, he made absolutely no sounds of protest. He knew that Shepard would be displeased if he paused for too long, and so he resumed paying attention to her. He was able to devote a part of himself to appreciating Garrus’ talents - the younger turian clearly knew what he was doing with his tongue.
Adrien could feel himself starting to lose focus, stumbling in his attempts to please Shepard because he was enjoying the feel of Garrus’ tongue on his cock. He whimpered against Shepard’s cunt, teetering on the edge of doing something that might hurt her. Turian teeth were sharp, after all.
Then Garrus closed his mouth around the end of Adrien’s cock and started sucking, and he knew he was completely lost. Adrien’s tongue moved faster, his mouth pressed closer and closer to Shepard, his hands resting on her thighs as he suckled and licked. He heard Shepard breathing heavily and making little moans of delight. Must please Shepard. Must please Shepard. He knew he couldn’t stop now. It simply wasn’t possible.
He felt Shepard press herself against him and give a loud cry, which triggered his own orgasm. He growled and dug his fingers into her legs for leverage, even though it was Garrus he really needed to be pushing against. Shepard. He said it in his mind because his vocal cords weren’t working at the moment. Shepard. Shepard.
Adrien didn’t feel like he was capable of moving until Shepard started gently guiding him into a more comfortable position on the bed. Garrus eagerly leapt up and took a position on the other side of Shepard, his hands on her breasts. Not surprisingly, he was fully erect and clearly looking for Shepard to give him the release he craved. Adrien knew exactly how that felt.
“Adrien.” Shepard’s voice was soft, but still commanding. “Help Garrus with that.”
“H-how, Mistress?” he asked.
Shepard smiled. “However you like, Adrien, but you must make him cum. That’s an order.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Adrien replied. He felt a little apprehensive as he stood and moved to be next to Garrus. His hand reached down to grasp the other turian’s cock. Garrus started growling. Adrien tightened his grip slightly as he started sliding his hand up and down in a motion he was familiar with, but had never done to a cock not his own. He paused to let Garrus shift so that they were now facing each other. Garrus reached a hand back and ran it along the ends of Adrien’s fringe, causing Adrien to shudder and increase the speed of his hand. Despite his earlier hesitation, Adrien realized he was enjoying himself. He felt that bubbling mixture of arousal and delight that had carried him thus far. The sensation that came from perfect obedience. He might be tending to Garrus at the moment, but it was for Shepard. He would do anything for Shepard.
“Adrien. Finish him with your mouth.”
Adrien sank to his knees and took Garrus’ cock in his mouth. “Good boy,” Shepard praised, and he paused to let that delight and arousal wash over him again. He was probably getting hard, but he wasn’t really paying attention to that right now. His attention was on Garrus. He had to make the other turian cum, because Shepard wanted that. He swirled his tongue around the tip and felt Garrus shudder underneath him. Encouraged, he did it again.
“Fuck,” Garrus said in a breathy tone. “Don’t stop.”
It was almost as good as an order from Shepard. He was moving rhythmically now, no longer thinking about what he needed to do. His zone of concentration was broken with a sharp intake of breath from Garrus and he backed off just in time to avoid having Garrus cum in his mouth. He wondered if Shepard would be disappointed in him for that.
“Adrien.” He turned to look at Shepard. She was smiling at him and he felt his cock twitch in response. “Good boy. Cum now.”
He hadn’t actually realized that he was hard enough for that to happen. But he was. And he obeyed. He would always obey. He knew that now, as surely as he knew his own name.

The genophage had been cured, and the Urdnot warlord was deploying troops to Palaven. There was no more reason for the Primarch of Palaven to be on the Normandy. Even if there was every reason for Adrien Victus, turian fucktoy, to stay, he was still turian enough to know his duty.
The farewells were formal by necessity, Shepard and her senior officers (including Vakarian) seeing him off as they flew towards Menae. Shepard grasped his hand tightly in farewell, then leaned in close to whisper in his ear.
“Make sure you have some privacy when I call you.”
He remembered what she’d said and done right at the beginning to Vakarian, and felt warmth rushing through him. Perhaps… perhaps he could live through this war after all.
“I’ll look forward to it - Mistress.”
“Good boy, Adrien.”
He was extremely grateful that no one saw his stupid grin as he turned to leave.
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