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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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As she raised her hand to open the door, Kasumi realized that her hand was shaking slightly.

Really, Miss Goto? she thought to herself as the door slid open. So many times you were caught in a hail of bullets. So many heists where one mistake would mean being arrested or worse. And now, of all times... this is what makes you nervous?

But it was true. Even through their last encounter had made it plain that Jacob was definitely interested, something about tonight was different. Jacob wasn't just some random guy in a bar, a one-night fling to relieve stress. He was a comrade-in-arms, a friend. And maybe it was her hormones talking, but Kasumi had a sense that she and Jacob had a potential to go somewhere more than just a few meaningless romps between the sheets. Tonight could be something special.

She stepped into his cabin, where Jacob was sitting at his desk having a conversation with someone on his vidscreen. He glanced up at the door opening, and seemingly no one entering, and smiled wryly to himself.

"Something the matter, Jacob?" said Tali's voice on the other end of the vidscreen. "If you have a visitor, I can call you back later."

"No, it's nothing," Jacob said. "What did you find out from the Cerberus files?"

"Less than I would have hoped," Tali said. "But more than I expected. I was able to retrieve message fragments from several coded transmissions sent from both Cerberus facilities. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to trace where they were going, but take a look at this."

Jacob squinted at something on his screen. "Looks like a bunch of gibberish to me."

"Yes, but here's the important thing: these are two different fragments from the Mindoir and Presrop bases. For the most part they're completely different, but this data, from the routing protocols, is exactly the same."

Jacob considered this, then it came to him. "They're both going to the same place."

"Exactly. If I were to guess, it looks like this new iteration of Cerberus has some sort of central facility. A place where both of these outposts were reporting to. If we could find out where this base is..."

"...we could stab Cerberus right through the heart," Jacob said, a trace of excitement in his voice at this new lead. "Tali, you're sure there is no way you could decode these fragments any more? Find out where these messages are going to."

"I doubt it. They were able to wipe too much of the data to get a clean sample to decode. Maybe when Glyph manages to repair those files Cerberus was trying to steal from the Citadel Archives, it will give us more of an idea on where to look next. Any idea when it'll be finished?"

Jacob deflated a little. "Still almost twelve hours to go, the last time I checked. Just keep working on those Cerberus files for now. We'll keep our present course to the colony on Ontarom, maybe we'll be able to track down some enemy activity there."

Disconnecting the call, Jacob leaned back in his chair, sighing wearily. He jolted a little as invisible hands clamped down on his shoulders and began massaging him from behind.

"Was beginning to wonder what was taking you so long," Jacob said with a smile to the seemingly empty space behind him.

"I had a few errands to run," Kasumi said, working her fingers deftly against Jacob's shoulders, loving the feel of the firm muscles underneath his uniform. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"Thought maybe you'd changed your mind," Jacob said.

Kasumi softly chuckled. "You kidding? Nothing more fun than sneaking into the captain's quarters. Bit risky, but when the captain is such a... prize specimen, how could you resist?"

"Speaking of sneaking," Jacob lightly chided. "I seem to remember giving you an order to leave that device of yours back at your bunk, crewman."

Kasumi's hands left his shoulders, and Jacob heard light footsteps padding around his floor to the front of his desk. "Oh, goodness," Kasumi said. "That's right, you said bring anything but the tactical cloak the next time I visited."

Light shimmered in front of Jacob, and he arched an eyebrow as Kasumi materialized in front of him. Wearing a belt with her cloaking device attached to it... and not a stitch of clothing otherwise.

"You know me, I'm terrible at following orders sometimes," Kasumi said with a sultry smile, resting a hand on her naked hip. "Maybe I just need a big, strong leader to whip me into shape."

Jacob stood up from his desk, eyes roaming up and down Kasumi's pale flesh. "You walked around the ship like this?" he asked as he walked around his desk and made his way towards the naked thief.

"Figured it was only fair," Kasumi said, drawing in a shuddering breath as Jacob moved in close. "With me seeing just about every inch of you last time, I thought I should return the favor."

She was trying her best to keep up her cocky attitude, but with him so close to her, and her in such a delicate state, she could feel her heart pounding away in her chest.

"You look amazing, Kasumi," Jacob said, eyes locked on hers as he reached up a hand to caress her cheek.

"Jacob, this is..." Kasumi sighed, his touch making her quiver with desperate need. A part of her had worried, after years of imagining this moment, that it could never live up to the lofty expectations she had built up in her head. But as he leaned down, his lips pressing against hers with a fiery passion, all of her fantasies paled in comparison.

She reached up, wrapping her arms around Jacob's neck and returning his kiss with an intensity that even surprised her. She felt his tongue start to invade her mouth and met it with her own, letting out muffled moans of arousal as Jacob's body pressed against her bare skin.

Jacob's hand fell away from her cheek, but was soon felt again against one of her breasts, heaving from her rapid breaths. Jacob's thumb brushed against the hardened nub of her nipple, while his fingers stroked along her tender flesh of her breast. Kasumi could feel herself starting to get wet already, the fulfillment of her long-held fantasy overwhelming her with arousal.

Breaking the kiss, Jacob gave Kasumi a smile. "Hold on," he said.

"Hold on, what..." Kasumi let out a surprised squeal as Jacob reached down and placed his hands behind her thighs. She gripped her arms tightly around Jacob's neck as he lifted her legs up off the floor and placed them around his waist. They kissed again as Jacob carried her over to the other side of the cabin, bending down and placing her in a sitting position on the end of his bed.

"What was it you were saying? About returning the favor?" Jacob asked, as he lowered himself down to kneel on the floor. Realizing his intentions, Kasumi shyly spread her legs and revealed her already dripping snatch to him. Her breath hitched as he slowly inserted two fingers between her sodden folds. As his fingers stroked her internal walls, his thumb began working against her sensitive clit. Kasumi bit her lip as she watched Jacob tease her most intimate areas with an expert touch.

With his fingers still working inside her, Jacob bent down, replacing his thumb with his tongue flicking against Kasumi's clit. Falling back on the bed with a low moan, Kasumi thrust her hips upward, while kneading her breasts and pinching at her nipples.

Dammit, Kasumi. All the time you wasted, Kasumi chided herself. I would have flown a dozen suicide missions if it meant I could have this man's tongue to look forward to after every firefight.

He was playing her like an instrument. Keeping her just on the edge of release, using his fingers, his lips, his tongue... all of them working together perfectly to drive her insane with lust.

"Please, Jacob..." Kasumi moaned, leaning her head up to stare at his head bobbing between her legs. "Please."

Jacob gave her an innocent look. "Please, what?" he asked, making Kasumi want to cry out at the feeling of his mouth leaving her pussy. "What do you want me to do, Kasumi?"

Funny, in her mind this moment had always played out like something out of a romance novel. Long kisses, warm embraces, and a tasteful pan to the fireplace. But in this moment, her head swimming with desire, her pussy throbbing and twitching, she didn't want to just make love to Jacob. That wasn't enough anymore.

"Fuck me, Jacob," Kasumi gasped. "Please fuck me."

"Yes, ma'am," Jacob said, rising to his feet and unfastening his uniform shirt. It took a considerable effort for Kasumi not to cum right then and there, as Jacob whipped off his top and revealed his sculpted chest, a light sheen of sweat glistening in the dim light of his cabin. As Jacob worked on unbuckling his pants, Kasumi scooted herself up on the bed, leaning her head against the pillows and keeping her legs spread and waiting.

Finally, Jacob pulled down his pants, his hard cock throbbing as he climbed onto the bed and between Kasumi's legs. Reaching down, he placed the head of his prick against Kasumi's opening, slick with saliva and her own arousal. He penetrated her slowly, teasingly, until finally Kasumi lost patience, wrapped her legs around his hips and forced him inside of her.

"Oh, God," Kasumi moaned, as Jacob's thickness entered into her, slowly at first and then increasing in pace to a fast, steady rhythm inside of her. Closing her eyes, Kasumi savored the sensation of Jacob's cock pushing along her pulsing inner walls. The sound of his rapid grunts as he fucked her harder and harder, the cheap Alliance-issue bed underneath them creaking with the force of their energetic fucking.

Maybe it wasn't the sweeping romantic moment she had imagined, but god, did it feel amazing.

Just when Kasumi was starting to worry the cheap metal frame was going to collapse underneath them, Jacob thrust into her one last time, and she felt the warmth of his cum filling her insides. Reaching down, Kasumi stroked herself just above where Jacob's cock still impaled her, and within seconds she felt her own climax wash over her, the two of them almost breathing in unison as they were overwhelmed by the rush of pleasure.

Pulling out of her, Jacob rolled to his side and laid down beside Kasumi. For a while, the two of them just caught their breath, staring at the ceiling and riding the aftershocks of their powerful orgasms.

"So," Jacob said once he had recovered his breath, "was it worth the wait?"

"Can't say for certain," Kasumi said after some thought, looking over at him with a suggestive look. "Might have to do some further research tomorrow night to know for sure."

Jacob turned his head and smiled back at her, but it looked just a little forced. "Yeah, I'd like that. I mean, assuming I haven't been recalled back to Earth and reassigned to a salvage vessel by then, sure."

Kasumi turned on her side, resting her elbow on the pillow and leaning against her hand. "We're going to find them, Jacob. You have to believe we will."

"Yeah, everybody says that," Jacob said, staring up at the skylight and the stars drifting slowly by above them. "But still, here we are. Chasing our tails, no closer to Shepard and the Normandy than when we started. If it had been us kidnapped and Shepard was trying to find us, we'd already be tossing drinks back at Purgatory right now." He let out a frustrated groan. "No offense to all the folks on this ship who still have faith in me to carry this out, but right about now my faith in myself is just about tapped."

Kasumi placed a tender hand on his chest. "Jacob, you remember back on the Collector base? When Shepard had to choose someone to lead the second fireteam? You remember who she chose?"

Jacob nodded. "Of course I do. Looks like it might have been a poor judgment on her part."

"No, Jacob, it wasn't. Out of all the people she could have picked... Miranda, Garrus... she picked you. You were the one she trusted to have her back more than anyone else. And I bet if you could ask her, right now, who she'd want leading the team to find her and bring her home... her answer would be the same one from back at that Collector hellhole. She trusted in you, Jacob. Now you just have to trust in yourself, and we'll be able to pull this off."

Jacob pondered this, still staring up at the ceiling and not meeting Kasumi's eyes. "Maybe," he finally said. "Just wish that Cerberus was as easy to find as the Collectors were."

"Well, if it was easy, they wouldn't have needed somebody as amazing as you, would they?" Kasumi said. Leaning over, she gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Get some rest, Jacob. When you wake up, we can see if Glyph has decoded those files, and figure out where to go from there." Rolling over, Kasumi slid off the bed and onto her feet. "I should get back. Good night, Jacob."

"Kasumi, wait," Jacob said, and Kasumi glanced over her shoulder to see him turned on his side to face her. "I... think I'd like it if you stayed with me tonight. Could use a little company, I think."

Kasumi thought about Keiji, his greybox waiting back at her bunk. "Why, Jacob," Kasumi said, coming up with an excuse. "If somebody notices I'm not in my bunk tonight... whatever will the crew think?"

"Honestly? I don't give a damn," Jacob said. "Let them say whatever they want. Just... stay here tonight."

She hesitated a second more. But the look in Jacob's eyes finally stripped away her doubts. Pulling the covers aside, Kasumi settled back into bed, her back against Jacob as his strong arms enfolded her.

Sorry, Keiji, Kasumi thought, as sleep started to overtake her. Guess I've got someone else to keep me company at night. For now, at least.
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