The Shepard family's story continues with the sequel to Mass Effect:Bloodlines. I will try to cover all back story so you don't have to read Bloodlines but some major things happened and you might kinda be lost if you don't. This is really just a reintroduction to the characters and where they are 18 months after Bloodlines. Hope you all enjoy.
"So have you thought of a stage name yet?" The question brings her out of her thoughts. She looks down at the Salarian who has been giving her the tour around the nightclub Afterlife. The loud dance music makes it hard to have a conversation, and she finds herself trying to yell over the sound.
"Siren." She tells him.
She watches him frown as they continue to weave their way through the crowded bar area. He has already shown her the different lounge areas and the lower deck bar.
"I'm not familiar with that word. What does it mean?" He asks her.
"In human mythology it's a creature who is said to have used her voice and body as a way to seduce unsuspecting sailors to their deaths." She smiles down at her host. Siren will be an extremely fitting name for her by the end of the night.
"Oh, I didn't know Asari were so familiar with ancient human mythology." She hears him mutter under his breath as they finally make their way into the employee only section at the club. He probably didn't expect her to hear the comment, but the drop in the noise level allows her to hear him clearly.
"Most probably aren't, but my father is a human and since my mother finally decided to tell me that, I have been trying to learn all I can about them." Of course he would have no idea just who her father was, and it's not like she was going to tell him.
He continued to ask pointless questions as they finished the last leg of the tour. The one thing she liked about salarians is that they are happy to talk your ear off and don't expect you to offer any form of reply most of the time. While he prattled on about rules and regulations, she was making sure she remembered escape routes and bouncer locations.
The last leg of the tour ended up being the dancer dressing room just as she figured. He showed her to her dressing area and introduced her to the dancer sitting in the next cubicle.
"Sapphire, this is Siren. It's her first day. Will you make sure she knows all the rules that you dancers need to know for me?" He asks the human dancer.
"Of course, sweetie." Sapphire smiles up at him from her seat.
"Uh thanks," He stutters taking his eyes off the cleavage she's showing in her outfit. Siren smirks at his discomfort around female flesh. Salarians are probably the only race that lacks a true sex drive that would make this type of job completely pointless in a Salarian society.
Siren watches as he opens up his omni-tool and scans through something.
"Says here that your first dance on the main stage is at 2100 hours tonight. Since it's your introduction dance, you're not required to dance on any of the smaller stages before that. In fact, it's probably best if you stay back here and watch until its your time to take the stage. Aria is in her office tonight so you will want to impress her. So if you don't have any questions I will leave you two to it."
Both dancers just look up at him and smile until he takes the hint and leaves them to it. They watch him walk back the way they came in, and then turn their attentions toward each other.
"OK here's what you need to know. Panties stay on at all times in the general areas. Also, Aria has a strict no touching rule that she enforces. The bouncers are very good at their jobs, but it never hurts to befriend them since obviously the people who come to Omega aren't the most… well lets just call them what they are: assholes.
Private rooms are available for a price and while there is video surveillance you can do anything you want in them as long as you're OK with having an audience. Obviously that's the only way you're going to ever make any real money here. You can demand to have a bouncer in the room as well, and it's completely your decision. If you do decide to use a private room, Aria expects 10%, and I wouldn't try to screw her out of it since she knows everything that happens here. Any questions?" Sapphire tells her.
Siren thinks for a bit before responding. She looks up at the clock and realizes she has several hours before its show time. "Who has the money here?" She asks her fellow dancer.
Sapphire smiles at her as she responds. "Well most of my best customers are Asari. Although, I don't know if you will have the same luck. If I were you, I would look for Human and Turian mercs especially the ones who are the leaders since they are usually the ones with the money to burn. Besides them, we do get lots of Alliance soldiers and they are always looking for a good time on shore leave if you don't mind humans anyway."
Siren thinks about that while she unpacks the dancing outfit she bought for her opening night. She can see why other Asari would find the human attractive. Her long jet black hair goes half way down her back. She has a longer, lithe body than most human girls do as she must be approaching 6ft in length. Her legs are stunning, and they don't seem to ever end. A small waist leads up to smallish breasts, but her tight low cut top makes the most of them. Siren can see her nipples through her top like it's not there at all. Her mocha skin is smooth and flawless, and she finds herself wanting to slide her blue hands over the humans body herself. Siren has a hard time judging human ages, but she would be surprised if Sapphire was over 25. No, Siren doesn't have any problems with humans at all.
"How do you go about getting someone to get a private room for you?" She asks figuring it would be good to get some advice since she plans on getting a very special person to do just that by the end of the night.
"Well, for me its usually just tempting them to want to touch my hair. I think since Asari don't have hair like we do, that they find it very exotic. I usually tease them with my hair and make sure they notice that there is more than just whats on my head, and that they can touch it all in a private room." Sapphire explains to her.
Siren looks confused at that, and asks the question as soon as it pops in her head. "More than what's on your head?"
Sapphire laughs at her and points down at her crotch. After a minute she finally realizes what the human dancer is talking about. "Ohhhhh." She says simply.
"My turn to ask a question. It's obvious your not some Omega ghetto rat or some colony girl hoping to get off some backwater world. So, what are you doing here?" Sapphire asks her.
"The same thing most Asari maidens are doing here I would figure. Trying to get out away from their mothers." Siren answers easily. A couple years ago it would have been the truth. Now things are so much more complicated.
"Well, I wouldn't worry about things too much. While some of us have very specific qualities that we have to take advantage of, the truth is that most men who come in here can't see past our tits anyway, and if you don't mind me saying, yours are spectacular." Sapphire tells her.
Siren smiles at her fellow dancer as she looks down at her ample chest. "One thing I can think my mother for, for sure. Huge boobs just run in my family."
Sapphire sighs and says, "if only we were all so lucky."
The girls continue to small talk while they get ready for their night. Other dancers come and go, and most don't pay any attention to the new girl at all. The ones that do mostly just stop and scowl at another dancer they have to compete with. Siren doesn't mind since she isn't here to make friends anyway. She notices the pictures of a small boy on Sapphire's mirror and can't help but ask her about it.
"Is that your son?"
She watches as the human reaches over and pulls the picture out of its spot on the outside of her mirror. The boy looks between 4 and 6 years of age with dark hair like his mother.
"Yes he is. He's the reason I put up with this job. Not much else for someone like me to do on Omega. Who knows though, the way things are going I might have saved up enough in another couple years to get us out of here." Sapphire tells her.
"Great! Do you know where you wanna go?" She asks her.
"Just away you know. Someplace I can make a living doing something other than being a stripper. And hopefully before he gets old enough to understand just what his mother does for a living." Sapphire explains to her.
"I understand, but it never made any sense to me how you humans put so much taboo on sex. I've known my share of humans and for as much as you think about it, you would hope eventually you could rid yourselves of the shame that goes along with being sexual. I hope the best for you though." Siren tells her.
Sapphire smiles at her, and they spend the rest of the time getting ready in silence. Siren changes clothes while looking at herself in the mirror. She puts glittery make up on her face and in between her breasts. She adds dark eye shadow to give her eyes a smokey appearance and a blush to deepen her shade of blue. Slipping into her white g-string, she checks her body out to make sure she can make any man in the bar want her. Once she was satisfied with how she would look once her dancing outfit came off she slides into it. The gray and white outfit goes from her neck down to mid thigh. Orange highlights her breasts and around the cut outs exposing her ass cheeks. The heels come next, and once she's completely dressed she steps back to take one more look at this new persona she's adapted.
Her body fills the outfit nicely, and the heels make her stand so her assets are on full display. Siren frowns at herself in the mirror. Again, two years ago she would have dove into this job with a reckless abandon. Now she's here to do more than give a room full of assholes a show. One very specific asshole is about to understand just what a siren is capable of doing. Taking one last look in the mirror she walks off to watch the other entertainers before its her time to start the real festivities.
Ashley Shepard sends a flurry of strikes into the heavy bag. Her thoughts fueling the rage she unleashes against the helpless bag. It's been eighteen months since she lost her ship. Although she knows the SR-3 is almost done, she can't get off the citadel fast enough. What good is a promotion to captain without a ship? Ashley switches up her attack from her jabs to a set of powerful high kicks. There's always a crowd whenever she comes down here and uses the Alliance gym. She tells herself that it's just so the marines can see the granddaughter of the great Matthew Shepard and Ashley Williams, but deep down she knows they are more interested in the way her body looks in her Lycra under armor and sports bra.
She doesn't spend much time thinking about the people watching her. Her thoughts are mainly on the two people who are really in her life. Lieutenant Diego Martinez is her shuttle pilot and on and off again boyfriend of the last two years. Right now they are mainly off since he actually has stuff he can do while they are grounded, and Ashley realizes that her relationship with the second person also makes him wonder where he stands with her. Shiala is a several hundred year old asari who by all rights wouldn't interest Ashley at all except for the fact that circumstances have put them in a place where they can never get rid of each other.
During her deployments last year dealing with the revival of the Reaper threat she was injured, and when it became obvious that the crew needed her, they did a sort of meld to where Shiala could take some of the pain from her so she could command her crew to safety. While it seemed like a good idea at the time, the side effects have been staggering. She can feel Shiala no matter where the asari is now. She feels her anger and her sadness as well as her more base desires as well. If that's not bad enough, she does more than feels them she shares them. If Shiala is mad chances are so is Ashley and vice versa. That can get really complicated really fast if you're with your boyfriend and your thoughts keep going to the naked green asari pleasuring herself while you're busy having sex.
So for the last year she's been fighting a battle with herself and no matter what she does she doesn't think she can win it. Her frustration with the situation refuels her anger, and she recommits to pounding the bag into submission. After another half hour of that she decides its time to shower and call it a day.
Walking over to her stuff she grabs a towel and wipes the sweat out of her face and her medium length brown hair. After doing that she pats down the rest of her body and gets ready to leave when a message pops up on her omni-tool. Bringing it up she can't help but smile at the message. It's from Diego, and it's good news for a change.
"Hey, we're almost back and we got to check out how the construction was going. They are done with it! Now all that's left is running tests, and the engineers tell me that we should be ready for her shakedown run within a week. I figured you could use some good news so I thought I would send you some. See you soon, Diego."
Finally she will get her ship. She realizes she needs to get her things together before she meets the rest of her new crew. Her good mood is instantly ruined by an overly loud major who never seems to have anything better to do that harass her.
"Did you get good news from your Asari girlfriend?" He asks her while he walks with some of his squad past her toward the boxing ring. She just flicks him off and continues to walk toward the exit.
"See what happens when your family is famous marines? No matter how incompetent you are they will just build you another ship and give you more marines to kill. How long do you think this ship will last huh, Captain? A year maybe? Do you think you can actually make it that long?"
That stops Ashley in her tracks, and she turns around to face her fellow marine commander. He towers over her at 6 and a half feet at least. On top of that, he is a hulk of a man and has at least 100 pounds on her, probably more. His bald head is typical of his type, and Ashley finds herself wanting to use it as a punching bag.
"That's funny cuz if I'm not mistaken while I was out saving the galaxy you were stuck here getting your ass handed to you by the relic of the geth fleet. Who won that battle for you again? Oh right, a Shepard did. It's OK though. I understand. Maybe when you add another 100 pounds of muscle you will stop feeling inferior because of your three inch cock." Ashley tells him smirking before turning back to leave.
"If you're so interested in the size of my cock why don't you come by my room tonight, and I will show you first hand how big it is." The major tells her.
Turning back to him she responds, "Now Major Rowe, is that anyway to act in front of your squad. If you've got something to say to me why don't you just come out and say it. It's obvious you somehow blame me for something not happening in your life. So why don't you just cut the shit and tell me how I've somehow wronged you?"
"You're a joke. Your whole career is a joke. You were given your own command before you even saw war, making Spectre within a few months of receiving your own command. Either you're really good at sucking dick or something doesn't add up." He accuses her.
Now Ashley is pissed. Will she ever be able to stand on her own merits, or will the fact that her last name is Shepard always appear to give her an advantage.
"I should just have you brought up on sexual harassment charges, but that would just give your little followers the idea that you're right. So instead I will tell you this. Last time I checked only one of us passed N7 training, not to mention I did it at the top of my class. I would be glad to tell you how I earned my SPECTRE status, but as you know, it's classified. Since you can't hold two thoughts together, there's no way you're ever going to get to see those files. Now, if you really want a first hand experience at why I'm a Spectre than step in that ring motherfucker, and I will give it to you."
"Let's do it, bitch." He sneers at her before turning around and just about jumping into the ring.
Inwardly she sighs at how her anger got her in trouble again, but she's not going to worry about that now. Throwing her towel and bag back on the ground she makes her way back to the ring.
"You sure you wanna do this? I won't hold back." He tells her. Ashley can tell by his expression he means it, and he actually thinks he's going to hurt her. She almost feels bad for the ass kicking she's about to give him.
"Don't back down now big boy. Let's see just what Marine Force is all about. Surely you can beat one girl less than half your size." Ashley allows the blue glow of her biotics to show making sure he understands that she will use every advantage she has over him. Looking at her glowing blue hand she tells him, "Of course, I'm not exactly your typical girl."
She gives him no more warning, just a simple smirk at him across the ring they both occupy. Wanting to catch the bigger man off guard before she sets back into her defensive shell she launches at him. Wrapping herself in a biotic cocoon, she moves much faster than he was ready for. She moves around him sending three hard fast strikes into his body. The first a low kick right above the knee buckling him. Her next attack is an elbow right into his kidney. He cries out in pain and frustration, and turns to counterattack her. Stepping right into a biotically charged knee left as she jumps up and grabs his head to pull him down into it. Holding back at the last minute so she doesn't end his lesson before it's even begun she breaks his nose, but makes sure she doesn't knock him out.
She watches as he lays sprawled out on the canvas. Keeping an eye on him, she sets her feet and readies herself for whatever attack he can come up with. He slowly regains his feet. Wiping the blood from his broken nose with his forearm, Ashley sees him smile at her. She bows to him lifting her knee and showing him his blood there.
"Please refrain from bleeding on me. It's gross."
Taking her bait, he charges at her. No form or style, he still thinks his greater size will ensure his victory. Ashley watches him close in, waiting until the absolute last second before she slips out of his grabbing attempt. Using his own momentum against him, she grabs his arm at his wrist and shoulder. Applying pressure at those points to force him to twirl around her, and she activates her biotics one more time. This allows her to flip him over her body and send him flying across the ring. Bored of the lesson already she figures it's time to put him out of his misery.
Keeping eye contact with him as he struggles back to his feet. His eyes scream murder at her, but he finds nothing but boredom in hers.
"Fine. If this isn't exciting enough for you, maybe we can make it more exciting."
Ashley watches as he signals to his squad mates, and they climb into the ring with them.
"It's too bad you killed most of your crew or maybe someone would be here to back you up." He sneers at her as they close a half circle around her.
Having no intention to fight six marines in an enclosed area Ashley slips back out of the ring.
Even knowing she couldn't handle the odds without killing one of them, she can't stop her mouth from taunting the stupidity they so clearly show.
"How exciting for the Alliance to know it takes six marines to equal one Spectre. Your commanders must be so proud."
They follow her back out of the ring and Major short dick takes the lead followed by all his lackeys.
"You're not afraid are you. A big bad Spectre would never be afraid of a good fight."
"SHEPARD!" The deep growl of a voice brings her smirk back to her face. She doesn't have to turn around to know the big Krogan that is working his way toward them through the gym.
"Nice timing, Grunt. It seems these fine marines would like to see how they fair against the crew of a Spectre." Ashley tells him as he walks up and sets himself at her side.
"Sweet. I've been looking for some obnoxious fuckheads to fuck up today." Ashley turns around to see her executive officer walk up to her other side.
"I wouldn't want to disappoint you, Jack." Ashley smirks back at the marines, knowing the three of them could handle a whole platoon if they needed too.
"If we do this, we do it like Krogan. No pissing contests like you humans like to waste your time with. We fight to the death, and when I'm standing over your broken bodies taking your ears as a souvenir, then and only then we will know just who is the strongest." Grunt explains the new rules.
"Sounds exciting. What do you think Major?" Ashley asks him in mock seriousness.
"I'm not about to risk my marines in some stupid display with you. Let's go men." He answers her.
The three of them step aside so the marines could retreat out of the gym. Once they were gone, Ashley laughs and smacks Grunt on his back.
"Take their ears. Really, that was brilliant."
"Heh, heh, I didn't really wanna hurt the whelps. It was obvious you already defeated the one who needed it." Grunt explains to her.
"We thought we would come down to check on you when Shiala said your anger was going through the roof. Seems like we made it just in time." Jack explains their presence at the opportune time.
"Well, I will have to thank her for sending you. I was afraid I was going to have to really hurt them. No matter though. Let's get out of here. It's too close to deployment time to get in trouble now."
So, Ashley leads them out of the gym to the stares of everyone who was there watching the show. A huge smile on her face, she can't wait to get back out there and raise some more hell with her team.
Aria T'loak casually sits in her office overlooking the seat of her empire. The club is packed and the music is pounding, just the way she likes it. She's here to watch her new dancer and see just what the shadow broker sent her. The leader of the blue suns has become a little too mouthy and big headed for her lately so she figured it was time she made a change in leadership. Of course she couldn't have her people do it since it would look bad if she decided to move openly against the mercs who were still technically under her power since the Reaper war a hundred years ago.
She has mainly let them go about their business, happy to just take her share of their hauls. That was until Augusto Serpentine decided he wanted to rape and pillage his way across the Terminus systems. Selling the colonists to the batarians if they didn't give him what he wanted. So now she sits sipping her drink and waiting patiently for the show to start. She calls up the head of her security here and asks him if he would have have her second brought up to her office. He acknowledged her request, and Aria waits patiently for her guest to arrive.
A short time later, the Asari climbs the stairs and plops down next to her on her couch. Ordering a drink of her own, the younger asari looks over at her and opens her eyes wide at her. The question obvious on her face. What am I doing here?
"Hello Venecia, nice to see you today." Aria says to her after finishing off her drink. Raising it up to let the bar tender know she wants another.
"You as well, mother. Now would you care to tell me why you took me away from my own responsibilities to be here." Her daughter tells her.
Being close to 1100 hundred years old, Aria knows she won't be around forever. So after the Reaper war was over she decided it was time to call her daughter back to her from her studies and wild maiden years. She was happy to let the younger asari have her fun, but now that she could see the end she wanted to make sure that Venecia has the skills to keep her empire intact. By the time she actually steps completely away, she knows that most of the other races will have all died off so it will be easier for her daughter to seem like the one who has always been in charge of Omega. A strong advantage a thousand year life span, and Aria uses it to its utmost.
"Our little problem should be played out tonight, and I wanted your opinion on the person who carries it out." Aria explains to her.
"Oh and who is handling it?" Venecia asks her.
"She is." Aria tells her nodding toward the young asari making her way toward the main dance stage.
"She's so young." Venecia says in awe. She leans forward to watch the dance.
"Yes she is. What can you tell me about her. It's obvious the broker did their research since Auggie's one weakness is sex." Aria tells her daughter.
They both watch as the music changes in the club and the young asari starts her dance routine. Aria appreciates the curves the maiden has, and she realizes quickly that she knows just how attractive she is.
Her daughter works at her omni tool while watching the dance as much as she can. When the dancer takes her outfit off and strips down to her panties, she can't help but whistle at her.
"Goddess look at those tits. Why couldn't I have tits like that." Venecia asks aloud as she watches the routine with added interest. Aria looks over and knows that the dancer even has her daughter ready to go to bed with her.
"She's good isn't she. Look at the way she's working the whole room while making sure Auggie especially wants her." Aria mentions as the dancer walks over to the blue suns table and kneels down in front of the target. She watches from her perch as the dancer leans back and cups her breasts in Auggie's face before turning around and crawling away from him. Aria smiles to herself knowing just how amazing that view would be for the human male.
"Wait, this doesn't make any sense." Venecia says taking her attention away from the dancer below back to her daughter.
"What doesn't?" Aria asks her.
"There's no record of her at all. I've checked the citadel and Thessia. She doesn't exist. They don't even have DNA scans of her. How is that possible?" She asks her mother.
"Oh it's possible, if you have the money and technology, and the shadow broker has both. You know me though I can't resist a mystery. Run the data to see if you can get a partial match." Aria watches the rest of her dance routine while she waits for her daughter to hack the databases required.
"Holy shit mother you won't believe this. I got a match for her." Venecia tells her while see sends the info to her mother's omni-tool.
Even Aria herself is shocked by what the results show. "Liara T'soni. Oh my you naughty girl you've gotten someone inside the broker's inner circle." Aria's eyes light up realizing just how much money this information would be worth to both Liara and the broker himself. "Oh daughter of mine, we are going to make a killing off this little bit of info."
Both T'loaks smile at each other knowing just what they have stumbled on. Their joy is short lived though when Venecia got a paternal match from a different database.
"You've got to be fucking kidding." Venecia just looks up stunned at her mother.
"What?" The older Asari asks. She watches as Venecia sends the information over to her. When her omni beeps that it received the info Aria rushes to check it.
DNA match to Alliance Admiral Matthew Shepard. Aria read those results a few times before it sinks in. Once it finally did she realizes what a mistake they almost made.
"Delete it all Venecia. Don't even leave a bread crumb for people to follow. Nobody can ever know we know who she is." Aria tells her daughter.
"But why mother? What can Shepard do from the grave?" She asks her elder.
"Don't be stupid girl. You were here that night. You felt his touch on your mind just like everyone else. No being with the power to touch every mind in the galaxy would be so easily killed. No Matthew Shepard is still alive out there somewhere and there's no way on Omega that I am bringing his wrath down on me because I got his daughter caught up in the power struggle between Liara T'Soni and the shadow broker. Do as I say." Aria instructs her.
"Yes, Mother." Venecia answers while putting the commands into her omni tool. She knows to trust her mother's instincts in all things. You don't live 1100 years in this galaxy without being right all the time. When she was done they both looked on with interest as the still naked asari chatted up her target. They watch as he brings up his omni and the asari smiles sweetly at him and takes his hand and leads him toward one of the private rooms. They watch as the human watches her ass swerve with each step she takes all the way to the room.
She clears the transaction with the bouncer at the private rooms and she leads him to his death. She stops after he enters the room and turns around toward his body guards. With a flash of her smile and a press of her chest against them they stop and stand outside of the room while she goes in with their boss, alone.
Aria brings up the surveillance in that room and gets ready to watch the show. They watch as the asari has the human bring up his omni-tool one more time and Aria knows the transaction is complete. Whatever he thinks he's getting, he just paid her to kill him. Aria smiles at the poetic nature of it all. Her good mood takes a hit as the dancer walks over to the camera and swipes it with her omni ending the feed.
"She's sent a shunt into the camera it will take a few minutes for me to work around it. I'm working on it right now mother." Venecia tells her.
"Don't worry about it, V. Some things shouldn't be caught on camera. Whatever she is doing in there is between her, Auggie, and the goddess." Aria tells her daughter. Taking another drink she sits back in her seat. She smiles knowing that Augusto Serpentine will no longer bother her or make her stomach turn. Something's are worth not knowing just to have them done.
"So what's it going to be sexy. Name your poison and let me make your fantasies come true." Siren tells the human as she runs her hands down over his chest. The very sight of him makes her want to puke, but she simply can't kill him like she wants too.
"Fuck your tits are amazing." Auggie tells her as he grabs them both roughly and squeezes. "What would it cost me to fuck these things?"
"If that's all you want sugar it won't be too expensive at all." Siren tells him leaning up into his ear to tell him the price if only so he stops mauling her breasts.
She watches as he brings up his omni and sends the credit her way. Once she sees that the transaction is finished she smiles sweetly at him. She wants nothing more than just to kill him now, but the shunt will take 5 minutes to clean out the blue suns account, and if she has to let this dickhead touch her then she is going to relieve them of every credit they have. She keeps eye contact with him at all times as she walks over to the camera and disables it. She doesn't want anyone to see what she's about to do in this room.
Once that's done she takes one for the portable chairs from the corner and brings it into the middle of the room. She closes the distance on her mark and starts to help him out of his armor. She looks at him seductively while she does her best to stay just outside of the reach of his groping hands. Once she has him completely out of the only protection he has, she sits him in the chair and uses her omni to start the music in the room.
4 more minutes and this will be all over.
Siren straddles him allowing him access to her ass cheeks, and she feels him paw at them relentlessly. She grinds down on him to the heavy bass of the track playing in the room. When she feels his reaction through his pants she leans forward and presses her breasts against him.
"Mmmmm, you're ready for the main course already?" She asks, taking a light teasing tone to relay her disappointment in him being ready so soon.
"Can't help it" he growls while molesting her butt cheeks. "I want you out of those panties." He tells her commandingly.
3 more minutes Siren thinks to herself.
She separates herself from his rough grasp. Turning around she grinds her butt against his crotch leaning back and looking at him as he takes her hips in his hand.
"Your wish is my command." She tells him as she leans forward giving him a great look between her legs. She looks back at him as she slowly slides her panties down her legs. She's sickened to let him see her like this but the thought that no other woman would have to do this made it tolerable.
"Enjoy the last pussy you will ever see asshole." She thinks to herself.
Pulling her panties all the way off she turns around and dances for him completely naked except for her heels. The clock in her head telling her that she's down to just a minute.
She walks up to him and slips down on her knees. Siren runs her hands up his thighs until they come to rest at his zipper. She looks up at him, making sure to never lose eye contact as she slides his zipper down. He lifts his ass off the chair to help her take his pants down.
Siren tries to ignore the erection pressing against her body as she leans up to get as close to him as she can. She presses against him again leaning into his ear.
"Do you want me?" She asks him.
"Yes." He groans into her ear, grinding up against her.
Siren is relieved to hear the beep on her omni telling her that the shunt was successful. No more games now, she can finally do what she set out to.
"Oh baby, I can't wait to feel you cum all over me." She whispers into his ear. "Just one kiss before I make you explode baby."
"OH YES!" he moans as Siren leans in for his last kiss.
She feels his lips press against hers and she opens her mouth to make sure the poison is successfully administered. After a few seconds she sees the reaction and she smiles.
His hands go to his throat like he's choking, which is understandable because he is. The poison works fast to close the throat and makes it impossible for him to breathe. Siren gets up off of him and slowly walks around to his back. She leans against his back and whispers to him.
"I hope this is as good for you as it will be for me."
She knows he can see her body start to glow blue and she hopes he's scared. She takes her hand and slides it down his body to his ass. Using just a thread of her power she sends a throw right up into his ass. He jerks and his body responds to the pressure on his prostate. One more throw and he shutters and ejaculates all over himself and the floor in front of him.
Siren allows herself to laugh at him as he struggles his last few breaths.
"That was for all the women you've raped the last few years you fucker." She sneers at him as he looks up at her helplessly.
She puts his arms into a slight stasis so it looks like he's just recovering from his orgasm. As she slides her panties back on she walks to the door taking one last look at the dying man.
Stopping with the door slightly open she whispers to his body guards.
"You might wanna give him a minute or two to recover." She moves to the side so they can lean in and see their leader in the state he's in. She smiles at them knowing what looks like a man just recovering from an intense orgasm is actually someone clinging to the last threads of life.
Siren walks toward the locker room knowing that no matter what they can't save him now. She brings up her omni-tool and looks to see the score. She smiles to herself when she sees the total. 12 million credits will go quite far and she can't wait to tell her mother just how successful the mission was completed. Remembering what Sapphire told her she looks back up at Aria and the other asari. Siren pushes some buttons on her omni and sends the 1.2 million to the asari. That should cover the clean up charge at least. When Aria nods at her that she got the transaction, Siren just turns around and heads toward the back.
Once she's threw the door she picks up the pace and rushes to gather her stuff. She changes into her clothes quickly and runs toward the back door to the space port. Seeing Sapphire in her seat she gets a great idea and sends her fellow dancer a quick message.
She looks back for just a second to see the dancer crying at her seat. She hopes she uses the half a million credits wisely. Siren knows that a normal girl can live her life on that much money.
Once she's out of the club, she sees her back up standing idle to the side. She walks up to the Krogan and Asari and smiles at them when they notice her.
"How did you like the dance big guy?" She asks the Krogan.
"Eh, it was OK." He shrugs.
"Ha! Don't listen to him, he was glued to you the whole time. What was it again you said, she looks like you but bigger." The asari teases the krogan.
"So do we have to call you Siren now?" He asks her.
The dancer smiles at them. "Of course not. I may not exist anymore, but I will always be Tessa T'Soni. Just an agent of the shadow broker."