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MASS EFFECT KINK MEME
ANONYMOUSLY post a pairing and a kink. This meme is open to ALL pairings and ALL kinks. Slash, femslash, het and xenophilia are all welcome here. Fluffy kinks, violent kinks, gross kinks ...whatever you're into. However, there are a few guidelines ( Read more... )
ANONYMOUSLY post a pairing and a kink. This meme is open to ALL pairings and ALL kinks. Slash, femslash, het and xenophilia are all welcome here. Fluffy kinks, violent kinks, gross kinks ...whatever you're into. However, there are a few guidelines ( Read more... )
“Are you going to rip my bra off again?” she asked, remembering the last time. The bra had been unrepairable. She’d had to go over two weeks without one. Granted, near the end they hadn’t even bothered getting dressed between rounds…
“Not this time.” He growled deep in his throat. “Now I know enough to tease you first….”
He let his tongue creep out, licking her nipples through the fabric of her bra. Slowly, the moisture of his tongue seeped through, making her nipples tantalizingly wet. She felt the smooth caress of silky cloth with soft turian tongue behind it and yes, it was good, but she wanted the real thing-his raspy tongue with nothing in between it and her skin…
She needed out of this bra right now. She reached back, undid the clasp. No sooner was it loose than he was nuzzled up under it, lapping her nipple, not caring that her shoulder strap was tangled in his fringe.
She laughed, cried, bit her lip in order to focus long enough to discard the bra, and then he was holding her, caressing her with his tongue, while one of his hands fumbled for the controls of the shower…
Warm water cascaded down over them both. She watched in fascination as he worked his way down her body until he was on his knees before her.
“I’ve got a Spectre on his knees,” she murmured, her voice hoarse. The idea turned her on like she wouldn’t believe.
“Oh, you like that, do you?” He didn’t seem to mind from the smug look on his face. “Allow me to make an eloquent argument for you joining this mission.”
He gripped the sides of her panties and pulled them down to her knees. She stood absolutely still as the tip of his tongue made contact with her bud.
He held position for a moment, watching her watching him, and then he licked her clit, from the tip up to the base, and smiled at her.
Shepard’s thighs trembled. Her hands rose to her own breasts, rubbing her nipples. She needed to spread her legs wider for him.
“Take them off,” she asked. Her voice cracked. “Please.”
He grinned, slipped his talons under the sides of her panties, and slit the sides open-first the left leg, then the right.
“Garrus! I can’t not wear underwear out of here!”
“Let me apologize.”
He licked her again. Slowly. So slowly.
“Forgiven?” he murmured against her bud. His mandibles tickled her inner thighs, practically at the curve of her ass.
She didn’t know it was humanly possible to be this turned on.
“Yes,” she whimpered.
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