Shore Leave | By : LuciferDragon Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 8934 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I continued picking through my messages while I roamed the halls of the Citadel, dropping off my assignments.
Hey bitch, I heard you were taking off for the day. If you can pry yourself off your boyfriend’s cock for an hour, come hang out in Purgatory!
-Jack
She certainly had a way with words. I told her I’d meet her next time and buy.
I’ve sent a package to your apartment. Hope you get it in time. Enjoy.
-Kasumi
I frowned as I dropped my last assignment off. What the hell was she up to now? I shrugged it off and called EDI, starting my very long day of being nice to my crew. By seven I was scooping up my winnings against Vega and his crew and stuffing it in my pockets. “Sorry boys, but I have a date.”
One of the gamblers wolf whistled. “That damned lucky turian. Then again, I don’t think anything but one of them could handle your fire, if I may be so bold, Commander.”
I smirked. “You may. Now, I’ll let you get back to slaughtering each other.” I held on to Vega’s shoulders firmly and shook them. “Win back what you lost to me, will you? Don’t give the Normandy a bad name.”
He chuckled. “Will do, ma’am. Enjoy your date with Scars.”
The trip back to the apartment seemed to take longer than usual. I stepped through the front door, feeling the stillness of the place after I grabbed the package from Kasumi. Once I turned the main stereo on, the stillness vanished. This was finally my place, my area. And it wasn’t an over-glorified, depressing broom closet. I admired my room as I went upstairs. I leaned against the doorframe, a flash of a memory making my grin impulsive. It wasn’t hard to imagine this a lived-in place. And, after clearing it with Anderson, the rent wasn’t as ridiculous as it could have been given the view.
I frowned at the box, looking it over. Seemed like a normal sealed package. It did somewhat rattle in my grip, making me all the more curious to the muffled sound. I finally looked to the label again and saw “Open alone” added as a subtext. I pulled out a knife and cut the box open.
I burst out laughing. “Fucking hell, Kas…” I couldn’t believe what she had done. I found a note on top of the contents and could barely restrain my laughs as I read it.
I know you’ve probably got a good thing going on right now, Shep, but I think this will make it better. I managed to come across a ship with items far too tempting to pass up while it was docked. Well, imagine my surprise when I found this was the cargo! Don’t worry, you’re not the only one getting a gift from me. I’m sure Liara is having a panic attack and Jack the time of her life. Catch you around the Citadel.
-Kasumi
P.S. I think your civilian boots would look very good with what I sent you. ;)
I put my head in my hand, still grinning wildly. I managed to toss the note aside and grab a portion of the garment on top. I held up a surprisingly attractive leather corset with five buckles over the front… and continued laughing as I pulled out the rest of the “clothes” that my boots were supposed to go with, all the while cursing and loving Kasumi for her sassy ways. I laid aside a form fitting skirt that would most likely barely cover my ass and a button up shirt that would probably come to my sternum. To add the finishing touch, she had thrown in fishnet thigh highs. I put my head in my hand, spreading the fingers to really make sure it was there.
Sure enough, the black garments were still very much real. And there was still something in the box. I held up the garment, but had no time to look at it. As it unfurled, something dark purple and small collided with my floor. I didn’t have to look twice to know what I was looking at.
I was going to die from lack of oxygen. I knew it.
I picked up the small vibrator, looking it over. I wasn’t a prude. I owned a few as it was, and they were hidden away securely on the Normandy where even the boyfriend couldn’t find them. I hadn’t had to use them that often with him around. I mean, when we weren’t in battle, I could always find him around the ship if I couldn’t wait until that night. He’d seek me out just as much.
I turned on my omni-tool and looked up Kasumi. “Just you wait until you hook up. I’m going to get you back.”
I picked up the garment the vibe had been wrapped in, and wanted to take back the message I had sent. It was a form fitting black dress, long sleeved, low cut, and just about at my knees. “Kas…” My ‘tool pinged and I looked at the message.
“You know you’ll use it. All of it.”
I rolled my eyes and got up from the bed to stand next to it, looking at the two garments. I frowned as another piece of black caught my eye. “Did you rob the whole store, Kas?” I muttered, taking the last bit out. It was tame, considering. I supposed a set to hide under the dress. I looked at the corset ensemble and shook my head. It was his turn to give orders. I didn’t want to put on something that looked like I was about to kick his ass. Not then, anyway. I frowned, wondering just what he had planned.
Dinner, yes, I gathered that much, but what about after? I found my mind wandering as I put the outfit away, though this time, to a good place.
I bit my lip and glanced at the purple thing sitting innocently on my bed. My mind started to play dirty. I shook my head as the ideas progressively became more vivid. Pressed full flush against the wall, bent over the kitchen counter, pinned to the bar…
I swallowed and grabbed the vibe. “Fuck it.” I stripped off my civvies, tossing them into a corner for tomorrow morning. The vibe was a simple enough device. Four settings, easy enough to figure out. I set it to the lowest, testing out the strength. Trust Kasumi to have an eye for things. I put it to my clit and immediately I let out a soft moan and a breathless chuckle. A very good eye.
I let my mind set on one of the ideas it had been sifting through. The piano ended up winning. I kept the vibe in place as he rubbed his finger all around me, teasing me, driving me insane. He’d come back and focus on it for a moment, raising the tension in my body. The moment I let out a sound of any sort he stopped.
“What do you want me to do?”
“F-fuck me, please.”
He slipped a thick finger into me, using the other to brush against my clit. “I don’t think you deserve it yet. You’ve been such a bad girl.”
I felt pressure on my wrists and noticed them pinned above my head on the smooth surface. “And what happens to bad girls?”
He stopped everything. Instead, he leaned over me and kept his eyes serious. “Bad girls do not get to come.”
He stroked my clit again, setting me on fire. “You can’t be—“ A ripple started to leave me right as he stopped, cutting it short. I hadn’t known that sort of painful pleasure existed. I tried to press my legs together, but his own stopped me.
“I didn’t say you could come yet.”
He stayed perfectly still while I calmed down, small whimpers leaving my throat against the receding pleasure. All at once he started again, reigniting the flame right away. My chest jutted towards his as my body tried moving in any way it could. “Please, oh God, please. I can’t—“ He stopped. It felt like I was dying. Again. “Garrus, please…”
“Come for me, Shepard.” He brought me to my peek when my omni-tool pinged and I jumped as if I had been physically caught. I tried catching my breath, noticing my throat was dry. I turned the vibe off and fell back into the pillows with a frustrated groan. I put a hand to my forehead, combing through my loose bangs.
Oh yeah. Kasumi was getting a thank you e-mail for sure. I opened the message. “Meet me at the Zakera ward, the twenty-second level. The only place on the level that serves food. Should be easy enough for you to find.”
I checked the time and shot to my feet. I hadn’t realized it was ten to eight already. I threw my clothes on and struggled to finish getting ready.
I didn’t realize until much later what I hadn’t exactly hidden.
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