Leaning against the doorway, nonchalant, the towering mass of krogan rumbled deep within his chest. Bending low to pick up some fallen trinket, the asari consort paused, a wave of shock freezing her body into the suggestive position she was caught in.
"Wrex, I take it." The blue alien retook her will and forced her body to straighten defiantly.
"Hey, I'm who ever you want me to be doll." The pleased rumble continued. "Why don't you just keep searching that floor a little longer."
"I do not think so."
The consort placed her fallen trinket upon the coffee table before swaying her hips towards the large window invading most of the back wall. With a slow tensing of her shoulders, the asari took a peek at the monstrous mercenary behind her before stretching her arms across the seals of the window allowing her body to lower succulently.
"What is it you have come looking for Wrex?"
"Oh, I think you know baby."
"I am not an infant." She looked at him with a riddling of confusion.
"That you're not." Wrex growled a chuckle. "What do you say we get down to business I normally like to savour my missions but I've been away from comfort for too long."
"Very well." The consort sighed, as she stood straight once again, straightening her dress and ushering closer to the alien brute. "Tell me what you want me to do first?"
"Take off your clothes."
The abrupt statement catching her unawares in mid stroke of the krogans rough cheek was followed by another sigh of disappointment form the consort.
"Yes… I suppose that's the best place to start." The asari nodded and began removing her clothes. "Now what shall I do? Undress you? Or would you prefer I get right down to the point of the matter and join are minds?"
"What?" Wrex watched the consort attempting to assess her sanity levels. "No, just go and make me a drink! Damn crazy women always ruining things..."
"Um… yes I'll… make you a drink." The blue woman was beginning to feel flustered at the unusual requirements of her guest. "Earth Brandy satisfactory?"
"Whatever." Wrex waved a dismissive hand and watched the asari, unblinking, move to a small mini bar. "Oh how I have longed for you!"
The krogan crooned and rumbled in ecstasy as he lifted the quality garments tossed aside so idly on the floor. There silky texture exciting his every senses and bringing a defined bulge into existence between his legs. As the fabric kissed the length of his neck he began shivering uncontrollably, a small squeal of delight erupting from his throat followed by the sound of smashing glass somewhere behind him.
"Oh my." The asari blushed. "I see you're one of those."