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Mass Effect 3: Aftermath	By : Royality Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 3529 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Traynor. Hold my calls.”
“Sir?” Commander Shepard walked quickly past Specialist Traynor’s standing desk area on his way to the elevator. Right behind him was Major Alenko, seemingly going in the same direction. As the Commander hit the call button on the panel, Kaidan stood next to him as they gave each other a knowing smile. Shepard looked away as he attempted to straight his composure to readdress his Comm Specialist.
“Hold my calls. I’ll be in a meeting with Major Alenko until further notice.” There was a small ding as the double doors slid open, allowing for both men to walk inside. They stood next to each other at ease, though shared a few shy glances and obvious smirks. Once the doors began to close, Traynor turned her head around just enough to catch a glimpse of the Major moving to all but rush Shepard, embracing him for a passionate kiss.
“Meeting my arse,” the Specialist smirked as she looked back to her console to type away. “Holding calls…and well done, Commander.” Smirking to herself, she wished that she had the guts to make that bet with Joker after all. She would have won. Inside the moving elevator, Kaidan had pressed his body up against Shepard’s to effectively sandwich the Commander between a cold steel wall and himself. His hands cupped the scruffy face as their lips refused to separate. If they began to dry out, Kaidan would then gently lick them over in a slow tease that would cause Shepard to chuckle softly. Despite the fact that it didn’t take more than a few seconds to reach the captain’s cabin, the heavy breathing between the two men were as if they had just run a marathon.
The quick beating of their hearts pounded in their chests as they began to playfully tease one another by pushing and pulling each other out of the elevator and past the sliding door that led to the inside of the cabin. Their bodies became momentarily separated as Shepard moved away just far enough in order to unzip his worn black N7 hoodie that was then tossed carelessly at Kaidan, who managed to catch it with one hand just before it hit him in the face. It was then tossed to the sofa as the Major moved to intercept Shepard in the middle of the room. Hands went around the Commander’s waist to feel underneath the form-fitting black t-shirt. Fingernails scratched at the muscular back, feeling over deep scarring and indentations from wearing such heavy armor day in and day out. The two sets of eyes stared at each other as noses gently caressed while their breath mingled. “They were a shade of greyish-blue before, weren’t they? Your eyes, I mean,” Kaidan asked as his fingers lingered on the small of Shepard’s back.
Looking away, Shepard gave a nod. He knew more than anyone just how artificial his eyes were now, modeled after the Illusive Man himself in a circular pattern that was similar to Saren’s after his indoctrination. However, instead of the signature blue swirls of Reaper influence, they were instead a defiant red that contrasted strongly against black irises. “They were same color as my mother’s.” The tone of Shepard’s voice reflected an almost ashamed admittance to the fact that his eyes only further confirmed that he was once at the mercy of Cerberus when they pieced him back together. His face remained turned away until Kaidan’s hand gently pinched its chin in order to regain his gaze.
“They’re yours now, so it doesn’t matter…” Leaning in, their lips touched again. This was a kiss that was filled with a small apology for bringing the subject up in the first place before their tongues slipped passed their barriers. From inside the shirt, the Major’s hands grabbed the fabric and started to lift it up. Again, their bodies separated as Shepard’s arms came up for the shirt to be removed. The pulling of it up and over his head thoroughly messed the once flattened black hair into boyish spikes. It was also unfortunate that the standard issue Alliance uniform shirt was a bit more complicated that an old-school tee, but Shepard’s practiced hands managed to unzip the back, unbuckle the harnesses in the front, and began the ascent upwards on Kaidan’s torso without much difficulty.
It was the Major’s turn to lift his arms up now with a cocky grin on the freshly licked-over plush lips that had stationed itself onto his face. With the white and blue padded shirt removed, Shepard gave it a firm toss towards the sofa so that it would land on top of his own tee. The weight of it caused the piece of clothing to land with a heavier thud as the Commander took no time at all to pull Kaidan against his own bare skin. The tip of his nose gently traced the muscle line upward on the Major’s neck as his heavy breathing both warmed and tickled the sensitive area. When the patterned black and red eyes looked up, they caught the attention of the honey-colored hazel ones that were looking down.
They were gentle in their gaze, approving of Shepard’s cautious movements of curious touching and exploring. His own back and sides were being touched as well, being dominantly squeezed near the pants lining at the hips. The hands of both of the men then started to move back towards the front and down, lining up with opposing pants buttons and zippers. While Shepard looked downward to see his fingers work at undoing the Major’s belt, there was a gentle kiss that was planted upon his forehead that brought about an uncontrollable smile. On one hand, it was extremely comforting to the nervous Commander, but the quivering of Kaidan’s lips also assured him that the Major was also feeling the same way.
As the zipper slid down the metal teeth, so did Shepard move to his knees. The heavy combat pants fell rather quickly around the black combat boots that Kaidan had neglected to take off when coming into the room. The throbbing bulge that was hidden away inside pants was now much more visible and only confined by the tight-fitting black mix of spandex and cotton underwear he wore with Shepard’s face close enough that it pulsated against the Commander’s nose. Looking up, Shepard saw that Kaidan had a fixated his own gaze looking down, but the light brown eyes diverted off to the side once they were caught staring. A shade of pink began to manifest to the bearded cheeks as his pale lips pressed together in anticipation.
With twin index fingers, the boxer-briefs were pulled down in order to free the painful erection from its confinement. The ripe tip was swollen pleasantly and gave off the distinct smell of an adult male as it radiated heat in all directions. It also twitched uncontrollably under every breath that Shepard took near it. “Hm, benefits?” Shepard mumbled teasingly to mock Kaidan’s early comments over their lunch date before running the pointed edge of his tongue underneath the flesh from base to knob. Eyelids closed on both men as the tongue continued to lap over and tease the twitching meat. It had to be wet first, as large as it was, or else the skin would catch at the corners of the Commander’s mouth. Licking the sides took a little more effort as a hand had to come up in order to hold the mass in place. While it was there, it at least gave Kaidan a few slow and loving strokes which made his entire body shudder. Eventually, one of his own hands came to grab the black spiked hair, which was pulled and tugged at as a means to encourage Shepard to continue.
As the other man’s lips covered his tip, Kaidan’s own mouth parted a bit more to lick over the dryness that came about from his panting. Even with his eyes barely open, he still managed to look down just so that he could watch Shepard’s face disappear and reappeared beneath the tuff of black pubic hair. Secretly, he was disappointed he couldn’t see the slight dribble of clear saliva that ran down the corners of Shepard’s mouth and off the stubbled chin. He could, however, feel the sweat on the back of the man’s neck just below the cropped hair line as the moaning that came from the throaty depths forced Kaidan to shudder once again. His dick would have a slight chill to it when the mouth would pull away to give way for a few rough stokes. The combination of the two, especially combined with any twisting motion made orally or manually near the swollen tip, started to become entirely too much for the Major to handle. There were even flickers of glowing blue light as the uncontrollable muscle spasms triggered Biotic powers.
“Shepard…I---,” Kaidan tried to warn the Commander, but sudden eruption into his mouth had already surprised him. Instead of being upset about it, Shepard’s recently opened eyes narrowed with arrogant victory. The sucking continued with the swallowing of the fresh semen before pulling off with a very audible pop. Upon standing up once again, Shepard moved to grab a half empty bottle of purple liquid from the glass coffee table. His thumb popped the cap open before he took a swig. Swishing the drink around caused his cheeks to puff briefly as he rinsed out the inside of his violated mouth before swallowing it down with a hard laugh.
“We need to work on our communication a little better, Kaidan,” he teased before taking another quick drink of the strong alcohol. While laughing as well, Kaidan had taken a seat at the edge of the bed and began to pull off his boots so that he could finally kick off the dropped pants and underwear.
“Probably.” The Commander handed over the bottle to the Major, who then took a drink as Shepard sat down as well to remove his own boots and pants, but left the boxers on. The erection underneath the black fabric was prominent and even more so when it was directly in front of Kaidan’s face as Shepard took the bottle back. Topping off what was left, the Commander peered down upon his prey. If what he wanted wasn’t obvious enough, he playful began to thrusts his hips forward in order to make the covered tip poke at Kaidan’s cheek and nose. Laughing, the Major finally complied as he tugged the front of the boxers down.
“Alright, alright. I can take a hint, though you’ll have to excuse me if I’m not as great as you are. Hey, where did you learn how to be that good at it anyway?” Shepard raised one of his dark eyebrows at the question.
“You really want to know?”
“…On second that, you know, maybe I really don’t.”
“I didn’t think so,” Shepard then laughed as he tossed the empty bottle into a trashcan on the far side of the room without it even having to circle the rim. The feel-good rush of the alcohol was already taking effect on both of the men, mixing in nicely with the warm and fuzzy feelings that were already there. In silliness, the Major gave Shepard’s exposed slit a lick to test out the merchandise. It was obvious he had never done this before, to which he would be forgiven for not being that skilled or enthused about it. It was the willingness and thought that counted, at least for the first few times. Shepard would make sure to give his unseasoned lover plenty of chances to practice. Still, it felt good though. Despite the obvious lack of experience, Kaidan slowly slid his tongue over the meat with his fingers being careful around the shaft as to not to grab it too roughly. The hazel eyes had closed which cranked up the level of sexiness a notch or two. What the Major couldn’t swallow down, he made up for in loving strokes and gentle kisses.
The playfulness of the mood died down into a heavy heat of wanton lust. Shepard moved his hands up to finger comb and grip into the black and white waves of hair. His hips started to push back and forth slowly as Kaidan held onto Shepard’s sides, pushing at the embedded nerves there that shot jolts of electricity throughout Shepard’s body. Moving away from the bones, they then slid behind to feel and cup the muscled ass cheeks while looking for a soft place to spank. The first strike was rubbed in, but the second one wasn’t. Shepard hissed in a mix of both pain and pleasure, but didn’t make any moves to stop or pull away from it. The third strike was harder and louder than the first two and was followed by a few more hits to the same place afterward. Shepard could feel the intense burn that had formed on his rear end. If the spanking wasn’t shocking enough, he was even more surprised when Kaidan had flipped them over to place Shepard onto his back pressed against the mattress.
Looking up, the Commander raised an eyebrow inquisitively as curious eyes watched the Major kiss down from his smooth neck and past his muscled torso until stopping just underneath his trimmed back, black pubic hair. As the now slippery erection twitched against his set of toned abs, Shepard decided that it was about time that he spread his legs as well. “So…how exactly…do I get to uh…go inside?” It was an honest and flustered question that beat around the bush of their current situation. Kaidan wanted badly to be inside of Shepard and sadly wasn’t really sure how to go about it. Sure, he knew the general idea as anyone who was able to hack into his extranet search results could tell you. The idea wasn’t all that complicated, but execution…Well, that was a different story.
“Medi-gel works.” Shepard’s response was prompt, accurate, and even a bit playful.
“Right…medi-gel. I think I read something about that.”
“Doing your homework, Major?”
“Ha…yeah,” Kaidan confessed with a blush returning to his face. “Well, it was all theory. You had to accept my confession first. Either that or get you good and wasted. Glad it was the first option, but you know, I was willing to try the other one to.” Shepard smiled, easily taking in by Kaidan’s sincerity.
“Lucky for both of us then, right?”
“Yeah. Yeah, it is,” Kaidan responded, typing in a command onto his omni-tool. “There. Medi-gel on hand, so I’m just going to…yeah.” During the small talk, he had gotten just a small amount of secretion to his fingertips. He was even polite enough to make sure it wasn’t freezing-cold anymore before reaching down between the spread cheeks. The pucker was tight, to be certain, despite Shepard’s relaxed mood. An index finger was pushed inside, going in up to the knuckle without much difficulty. Shepard made a noise, though it obviously wasn’t from discomfort. His slicked over erection throbbed against the skin of his abdomen as the black and red eyes shut tightly closed. The finger was then pulled out entirely before being pushed back in with a second digit this time. Both were being slid in and out from base to tip, curving along the natural path and scissoring the ring open and shut.
Biting down on his bottom lip, Shepard began to shift about on the bed. His hands gripped tightly onto the white sheets and blankets until they white-knuckled while his breathing became increasing irregular and heavy. It was an arousing sight for Kaidan, knowing that with just his fingers, he could get the stoic Commander to pant and want so easily. It wasn’t long before his own sex was once again, stiff from anticipation. Pulling his fingers out, Kaidan then pulled himself up to be chest to chest with the Commander. Shifting his weight, Shepard wiggled slightly underneath the Major on top of the crumpled fuzzy blanket. His legs were then moved to a high angle at Kaidan’s shoulders to rest there at bent knee when the Major pulled his upper body away. Turning his head, Kaidan’s lips caressed over a kneecap as his hands moved to hold up the undersides of Shepard’s muscled thighs. Sitting straight up upon his knees, Kaidan watched and made sure that his own erection, which had been eagerly pushing up against the slick opening, actually made it in. The first few attempt were failures as Kaidan either accidently hotdogged Shepard’s cheeks or slide up past the taint to nudge against the fuzzy sack.
Moving a hand down, Kaidan held himself steady as he gave a more forceful push. There was resistance, at first, before the flesh was forced to spread open whether it actually wanted to or not. Closing his eyes once again, Shepard‘s upper body twisted to one side as he hissed. The Commander’s manhood twitched and jumped about as his insides clamped down around Kaidan’s length. The squeeze caused Kaidan to hiss as well and forced out an unexpected moan. Finally nestled in, he leaned over to nudge his nose against the skin of Shepard’s neck and the razor stubble of the turned away face in an attempt to get its attention. Shepard finally reacted as he turned just enough to catch Kaidan’s mouth with a heated kiss. It was Shepard’s turn to playfully lick them moist again, which caused them to smile. Kaidan then returned the favor and soon, the licking began to intensify from teasing laps to passionate swirling. When Kaidan started to push back and forth, the kissing stopped if only simply to be able to breathe. His hands were planted off to the side, grabbing at the sheets for leverage with his face buried in Shepard’s neck as he continued to pant and moan. Shepard’s head was tilted back, gasping for air while making a display of himself in whimpers and encouraging noises. That was until Kaidan turned him over entirely.
Facedown, Shepard’s cries were muffled by the mattress and pillows. He had to force himself up for air after Kaidan remounted the laid out body from behind. This time, the Major’s heavy breathing and kisses were against the back of Shepard’s neck or against an exposed ear. When not pressing Shepard down into the bed, Kaidan’s heavy hands were instead either kneading into Shepard’s vulnerable rear or were busy spanking the meaty parts on both cheeks until they were equally rosy. “Dammit, Kaidan,” Shepard grumbled in minor protest during his weak attempts to shake the hands off.
“Shhh, I’m having fun.”
“I bet…Ah!” Shepard was suddenly cut off as he was hit again, but at least this time it was rubbed in to alleviate the sharp pain. Kaidan finally stopped the abuse to lean his body over again as he forced push after push in and out of Shepard’s buff frame. They became quicker and more desperate, trying to reach deeper inside to every time before that. Both male voices soon cried out into the room, echoing off the metal walls before coming to a fever pitch. As Kaidan moaned from his release as Shepard grunted at being filled. The only noises that were left were that of panted breathing and a squeaking bed. Kaidan managed to pull out, wishing to God that he didn’t have to. The tightness around his manhood felt like he was pulling off a Band-Aid. Shepard fared no better as his gapping backdoor pushed out the white fluid in a slow secretion. When forced to rollover, Kaidan was surprised as to just how sticky his lover’s groin was, finding it hard to believe that the Commander came from mostly penetration. While he didn’t say anything, Shepard caught the look and felt embarrassed. “It’s…been a while for me, alright? Stop looking at me like that…”
Feeling mighty proud of himself, Kaidan tried his best to be polite about the situation. “Looking like what? I just…assumed…”
“Next time, you won’t be so lucky.” With that, Kaidan released his held in laugh while moving to lie down on his side so that he could curl up against the other nude body.
“Is that a challenge?” Looking to each other, the question remained unanswered as the pair began to softly kiss once again. It was finally the start of an itch that had taken years to scratch in what should have been done in weeks. There was a lot of time to make up for with an uncertain future.
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