Chapter 2
The skies are the darkest I've ever seen them. The deep purple growing black as an incoming storm approaches from the horizon. The clouds thick and impenetrable. It always rains on Kahje. A wheeze escapes my throat. Lungs start to constrict and burn, the moisture making me cough, my breathing turns heavy. The water weighs her hair down. Color slowly darkening. Vibrant red hues turning into the color of blood and blackness. It sticks to her shoulders, plastering to her face. The tendrils curling past her collar bone.
The first time seeing a Human's hair wet. Does the texture change? She walks silently beside me. The yellow and orange robes to cling to our bodies, the wind flapping the material behind us in loud wet sounds. Her feet keep stride with mine, the gentle ringing of the bells tied around our ankles soft and somber as we walk keeping in tune with the mournful songs of the accompanying Hanar.
Body laid upon a wooden slab. Wrapped in sea vines. Weighted with stones. Four Hanar carry him to the water's edge, signaling the progression has come to its conclusion. The songs grow louder. The striking melody drowning out in the rising thunder from the distance, 'this one's fire is extinguished to be rekindled anew". His body slowly slides into the water. Two Hanar break off, lifting the fabric and metal from the slab that lay folded by his head. The iridescent tentacles reaching out to hand me his leather jacket.
I glance at the Commander her face is unreadable. The Hikari is handed to her. The weight of it dropping into her hands, fingers clasping roughly against the dull metal. Skin turning white from the strength of her grasp. She follows. I start to protest but stay quiet. Curiosity holds my tongue.
His body is pulled further into the water. Her ankles now completely submerged. The dark ripples flow around her. She doesn't stop. Her waist is completely immersed and his body is out of sight. Tears stream down her face. Her lips tremble. I hear her whisper. Her words mournful, full of anguish.
'Thank you Irikah. Thank you for letting me have him for this short time…I kept my promise and returned him to you. I watched over him the best I could, loved him with all my heart. ' Sobs escape her throat. Tears falling harder, unrelenting. She kisses the Hikari, pulls her face up towards the sky. Her eyes now closed. The rain falls faster, mixing with the moisture over her face. Chest tightens, breathing constricted as I watch her. Tears burning my eyes. 'Thane…wait for me across the sea'.
She is there a long time. Silent. Unmoving. I want to leave. Tradition forbids me to go without her. I start to choke. I can't breathe. Taking deeper breaths I force my lungs to control it. My body is uncomfortable and cold. I stare down at the leathers in my hand, cool fluid material smooth in my grasp. She approached me suddenly. Glancing at me as she passes. I never heard her leave the water. Her eyes hold me transfixed. The pure green of them endless. I am held in awe. The eyes of Commander Shepard, but her soul is now gone.
Kolyat blinked in the darkness his eyes adjusting to the dim lighting as he came from his memory. He was laying on his bed, one hand on his chest the other behind his head, tucked beneath his pillow. Kolyat had relived that memory countless times. It was painful at first, remembering every detail of his father's funeral, but in time it had become a good memory. The moment of clarity as he realized what the Commander had truly meant to his father and what he had meant to her. In the little time that he had spent with his father trying to reconcile the past, he never really asked about his relationship with the Human woman. He knew they were seeing each other, but did not inquire over the details or why he even choose a Human of all things.
He had seen them together once, walking in one of the wards, they didn't realize he was there. He saw the happiness on his father's face, wearing an expression of peace and contentment. A look he never once exhibited when they were together. Her fingers touched his frills and he kissed the pulse on her wrist, an intimate Drell gesture. Before their lips even met, it had already dawned on him the full extent of the name he had given her. Siha, one of Arashu's guardian angels. A name not given lightly. He was angry at first, not understanding why he would give a Human the same name that he gave his mother. Angry that he had perhaps just looked for a replacement, but seeing his expression changed everything, knowing it was Commander Shepard, the Hero of the Citadel had helped.
'I know about the two of you, no need to deny it.' Father clasped his hands together resting his elbows upon the table his expression remaining stoic. 'Are you angry with me?' I look away from him remaining silent. 'I was.' I admit plainly. 'But you are no longer?' He asks immediately. I can feel his eyes burning into me. I shift uncomfortably. The hard metal chair digging into my skin. The intensity in his eyes making my scales prickle in discomfort. 'How does she make you feel?' He pauses as he thinks. My question unexpected. He thinks I'm looking for a fight. 'She makes me feel alive.' My chest tightens as I see the happiness in his eyes. The love for a woman I have barely met. I scoff at him quietly, crossing my arms over my chest, 'I guess my opinion doesn't really matter than.'
He groaned and rubbed his face roughly for which seemed like the hundredth time. Coming out of another memory, mind a complete mess. I really fucked up. He thought thinking about Shepard once more. His cheek still hurt but it was a pain he deserved. It was a lot less than the punch she gave him the first time they met. He would have never expected what happened to go so far. Never thought the night would end the way it did. Never thought that he might have actually fucked her if he didn't end up saying something stupid. His father's past lover. He had only been thirty eight when he passed, and yet he was still fourteen years older than Shepard and she was three years older than him. Perhaps things would have been different if she had met him first. Wait…what the hell was he thinking?
He sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He had once blamed his father for looking for a way out of mourning his mother. Kolyat had been so angry, grasping at anything and everything to throw at his father to make him feel the guilt for leaving them and not being their when his mother had died. It was is fault after all. He knew it was a low blow. After he had calmed down and was told of his 'community service', he just wanted his father to hurt. He didn't care, he barely knew who he was anyway. He suddenly thought the same thing about Shepard and now he felt sick to his stomach. Did he want to hurt her?
A year had just past since his father's passing. She had loved him, he knew that she did. Then what had suddenly happened between them? Kolyat could feel her attraction to him and he could feel it with her, but why? He had always been intrigued by her, maybe he was more curious about his father's attraction to her. Did he just want to experience what his father had experienced or was their more to it? He knew it wasn't right for him to desire her, but…
I pulled away adjusting my position, the soft supple feel of her hot and inviting. Grasping her hips roughly I jerk them against my growing erection. My fingers mold into her skin, the gentle flesh accepting my touch. She shudders, a low guttural groan emitting from half parted lips, angelic and arousing, more intoxicating than the wine. The sounds are euphoric guiding me on. I can feel her trembling against me, her heady scent of arousal blanketing the air, sweet and heavy. I push against her harder, the leathers straining against my skin becoming uncomfortable. Compulsion overdrives me, I need to taste her. Her mouth is scorching and flawless. The lingering taste of Champagne and Wine a subtle hint of something amazing, something that could just be her. Vanilla and some kind of foreign spice. My mouth begins to water. Her moans of arousal grow stronger I can smell her desire for me growing. The scent intoxicating and pleasing, I wonder what it would be like to taste something that smelled so alluring.
Kolyat groaned in aggravation rubbing his face yet again, turning on his side upon his bed. His member throbbing in arousal. He had never been so turned on in his entire life and he was angry that it was Shepard making him feel this way. My father's ex-fucking –lover! Shit! Commander fucking Shepard for Goddess's sake! Her taste, it had been like nothing he ever experienced. How do you describe the most exquisite thing you have ever tasted? Was this how it was with all humans? No wonder his father had been so entranced by her and now it had him questioning why he never glanced at one before.
The pulsing of his shaft was becoming almost painful and he moaned as he cupped himself, feeling the bulge through his tight leathers. He grit his teeth and opened his pants dipping his hand beneath the material freeing himself from the tight confines. He stroked himself roughly, his fingers pressing against the frills on the base of his thick member. He arched his back and rested his head back against his pillow trying to clear his mind. His fingers tightening as he reached the tip, his natural lubrication starting to seep through the engorged sensitive skin.
She shudders, a low guttural groan emitting from half parted lips, angelic and arousing, more intoxicating than the wine. The sounds are euphoric guiding me on. I can feel her trembling against me, her heady scent of arousal blanketing the air, sweet and heavy.
Kolyat pumped himself harder but stopped suddenly exhaling loudly. He sat up and threw his legs over the edge of the bed rubbing his face in irritation once more. Rubbing the back of his neck in frustration. This was ridiculous, he was about to jerk off to Shepard and felt disgusted with himself.
'If you want, you can pretend I'm him. I'll even let you call me by his name if you prefer.' The words left my mouth before I could stop them. My body jerked back immediately, pushed by some great force. Dazed I look up, searing pain flashing across my already engorged and sensitive frills. Her eyes burn into me, the wrath of a Goddess, fury and judgement peering back within emerald jewels.
'For the record Kolyat, I was kissing you. Not Thane.' Surprise and horror grip my chest from what I had said. Shame making my heartbeat hammer against my chest.
Kolyat snapped himself back from the memory. He had no right to judge her, he didn't even know what had made him say that to her. He had really thought the only reason she had even acted that way towards him, flirting and giving subtle hints was because he reminded her of Thane. When he kissed her maybe he was trying to think of any reason why she would actually be accepting his attention than anyone else she could probably have. She could get any man she wanted, any species she desired. He had watched her ignore every single one who showed interest. Why did she allow him to kiss her?
His Omnitool beeped suddenly an incoming call indicating itself across the screen. He hit accept and he could hear the pulsating beat of club music immediately vibrating in the background.
"Kolyat man, where are you? You disappeared from the C-Sec Ball. I thought we were all going to Purgatory after."
"Yeah, sorry, something came up."
"Everything all right? You still coming? We've got a few girls here ready for some "alone time". Just waiting on you man." Kolyat remained quiet for a moment trying to think if he should go. "Kolyat? You there man?"
"Yeah…yeah I'll be there shortly."
"Great, I'll tell the girls we got one more joining the party. See you soon. We got a private room downstairs in the back."
Kolyat ended the call and leaned back against his bed staring at the ceiling trying his best not to think about the earlier events of the evening. Perhaps he just needed a distraction, a good fuck and a really, really, strong drink. Fuck Shepard, he had better things to waste his thoughts on. He stood up, adjusted his pants and grabbed his leather jacket. It was time to get wasted.
Shepard was furious. She stormed into her apartment and threw her shoes down the stairs into the seating area. The black satin and diamond encrusted heels bouncing off the couch and onto the floor with a loud thud. What the fuck! She briskly walked to the far side of the living room in front of her floor to ceiling windows where a bar sat ready for her rampage. Pouring a glass of wine she gulped it greedily, downing the whole glass in frantic deep gulps. She had a tempting thought to suddenly chug the bottle. Her heart was still hammering in her chest and after the wine she could still taste Kolyat in her mouth. Why did he taste so good? Why didn't she try to stop him? Better yet, why did she flirt with him to begin with? She still couldn't believing that only a few moments prior she had almost been more than willing to let him screw her in the hallway. Had been on the verge of almost begging him to do it. But why?
She sighed in aggravation slamming the cup heavily down on the bar shattering it accidentally. Cursing loudly and sucking her teeth she went toward thr kitchen to a small cabinet that held her broom and dustpan. As she made her way around the large sitting area she wobbled in her steps, dizziness and arousal flowing so forcefully through her body she was almost knocked off her feet, making her drop what she held and shiver uncontrollably. Shepard could feel the goosebumps of lust puckering over her skin. She stared at the floor, hands balled into fists, breaths coming out labored and loud.
Pressing her thighs together uncomfortably she was suddenly aware of everything around her. The silk against her over sensitive skin, the rough lace of her bra tightening against her hard nipples, the wetness pooling between her legs. The last time she had been this turned on was with- Crap, the venom. She turned quickly and made her way down the long hallway until she reached the master bedroom. Not even bothering with the light, she went right to her bedside table and yanked the drawer open. Searching frantically she pushed her gun aside and rummaged until she found a small vial.
Popping off the lid she sat on her bed and stared down at the tiny blue pill on her palm. A wave of sadness flowed over her and she sighed remembering the last day that she had to take it, a few days before Thane had passed. She forced the pain away and threw it in her mouth swallowing it like second nature. She sighed and stood up, quickly dropping her dress to the floor. Her hidden gun hitting the ground with a loud thud, before she fell back heavily onto her Calli King Bed. She was too drunk and too pissed to even care about the expensive fabric now crumpled up in a ball on her carpet.
Her skin felt incredibly hot and the ache between her legs was almost unbearable. Shepard closed her eyes and ever so slowly she moved her hand down her body, slipping it below her lace panties and against her dripping core. A wave of pleasure ran through her and immediately she sat up, puffed her cheeks in anger and let out a long breath to calm herself. No way am I about to masturbate to Thane's son! She groaned as another wave of arousal ran through her. She prayed that the pill would take effect soon and ease the discomfort. It was one thing to kiss a Drell but she had licked him without even thinking, and without fucking him, the venom was incredibly potent when long periods of absence occurred. More than a year had passed since she had stopped taking the counter meds and her tolerance to Drell skin was extremely low.
Shepard turned on her side and slipped herself below the covers grabbing one of her satin pillows and clutching it against her body. She needed to wrap her head around what had happened this evening. Why did she even goad him on? In the beginning she was genuinely happy to see him. Surprised but happy. The last time she had seen him was at Thane's funeral and before that, other than their first encounter, maybe twice more. Never being in each other's company more than a few moments. This was the first time she had actually spoken to him and honestly she was surprised on how natural and calming it was.
She was surprised how easily he was able to touch her and after six glasses of champagne and wine she even wanted to tease him. By the time she stumbled and he caught her, she had actually forgotten that he was Thane's son and not some random stranger. And that makes it any better? She was such an idiot, she should have never allowed him to take her home. The truth was though she had been watching his progress after she saw him last. Shepard already knew that he had decided to stay with C-Sec despite playing dumb and questioning him, although she never knew the actual reason why. After his 'community service' which was disguised as a C-Sec internship, he had breezed past cadet training and been accepted into the rookie program. She even knew that he had already passed his physical and weapon tests and was just about to take his written final exam in a few short weeks to become a full-fledged officer. She didn't know that he had hopes of applying for the detective exam soon after though. If she had doubts about how sharp he was, those thoughts were squashed as soon as she saw him staring at her dress and shoes. She could almost see it on his face, how everything was clicking into place and that she had not actually been there to support C-Sec. Her only thought was to distract him and flirt, thinking that it would just make him nervous, but again he quickly saw through her and tried to turn the tables on her instead. Using his own seduction in turn.
The truth was she should have never lingered. She would never have been in that situation to begin with. Kaidan short of cursing her out, calling her a whore and then her tongue ending up down Kolyat's throat. She was there to exchange information with another agent of Liara's and leave, nothing more. Why did she stay? The truth was, which she didn't want to admit, was that she felt lonely. As more time past she could feel herself becoming more and more detached from the world. A shadow of her former self. She thought perhaps if she was around people, perhaps the feeling would go away. She knew when someone had showed interest in her, even knew that perhaps it was time to move on, but nothing inside her could force desire to surface when around anyone. She still loved Thane. That would never change.
Then by some sick twisted joke from God, she could feel her whole body come alive the first moment Kolyat snaked his hand around her waist and pulled her against him. By why? Why him of everyone else on the fucking Citadel? Because he's Thane's son. No, that couldn't be true. Because he reminds you of Thane. No, that wasn't true either, or was it? Kolyat barely looked like Thane and even though Thane was really tall, Kolyat was even taller and a little bulkier in the shoulders. His personality was nothing like his father. He was brash and vocal, quick to speak his mind and even sharper with what he said, sometimes being cruel and harsh. Actually Thane could be pretty harsh too when he was trying to get his point across. His words cracking like a whip, sharp and painful when needed. She found out Kolyat was big on one night stands though and a frequent club hopper, although he never let any of that interfere with his job. He even had a girlfriend for a time but it ended after a few months, although she didn't know the details.
'The way your body reacted to me this whole evening is proof enough. You see my father.' Those words had hit her hard and she started wondering about the truth of them, but she also saw how Kolyat viewed himself. Like the only thing he was good for was a one night stand. She was so angry but it also made her see that perhaps she wasn't the only one hurting. When he had made the move to kiss her she knew she should have stopped it. The inappropriateness of the whole situation sending red sirens coursing through her brain. Then suddenly her mind had went blank and the only thing she felt, tasted and saw, was Kolyat. For that single moment she just saw him as a man with no past attachment.
Then he had said the worst thing possible and it made her feel like the scum of the galaxy. Actually no, Kolyat should feel like the scum of the fucking universe for saying what he said to her. What would even make him think like that? At first she thought he was just humoring her with the playful flirting, she just wanted to see if she could make him feel uncomfortable, but when he had gotten serious and short of devoured her, feeling his erection press into her, everything in her brain had shifted. It had been forever since she had been that turned on and that was before the venom in his skin had even affected her.
Shit, but he's Thane's son. Shepard groaned in aggravation and thought that perhaps their falling out was for the best. Most likely he would avoid her in the future and honestly she believed it was better for them both if it remained that way. Although part of her thought if she did see him again she was going to shoot him for being such an asshole and assuming the worst. She didn't want to admit it but it was horribly true, in that single moment that he had kissed her, all the pain, all the sadness, all the loneliness and utter emptiness had disappeared when she kissed him back. That shouldn't have happened. Shepard moaned again as another wave went through her making her wrap her arms tighter around her pillow pulling it flush against her body. She had to make damn well sure that this didn't happen again.
Kolyat eyed the human curiously watching the way she moved her hips, the way she dipped her body and spun. He arrived at Purgatory shortly after he spoke to his co-worker, joining their private party in a downstairs room. He grabbed a drink almost immediately, taking heavy pulls until it was half way gone. He was about to approach one of the Asari girls on the dance floor but a Human had caught his attention instead. He took another gulp of his drink staring as she danced. Her arms flowed and her hips circled suggestively. Were Humans flexible? Could he bend their bodies better than an Asari? As if sensing his stare she suddenly glanced over. At first he wanted to look away, never before wishing to gain the attention of a Human, but curiosity forced his eyes to stay on hers, wondering if his body would react to her the same way it did Shepard.
Slowly a smile spread over her dark brown lips, interest sparkling within deep brown eyes covered in too much dark makeup. She was smaller and skinnier than he would have liked but then again he supposed it was all the same. All the women he ever met in places like these were only good for one thing anyway. He ran his eyes over her body, knowing this exchange a little too well. Any minute now she would come over to him and almost on cue she walked from the dance floor and approached him, swaying her hips a little too liberally.
"Hey there handsome, feel like buying me a drink?" The girl grinned up at him placing a hand on his chest boldly glancing down his body and back up giving him a once over. Her eyes were half hooded in lustful longing. Kolyat forced himself not to move, his instincts automatically wanting to shove her from his body. Her hand was clammy and cold and she smelled like cheap perfume, nothing like how he expected.
"You sure it's a drink you want?" He said roughly taking another sip from his glass. The girl grabbed the drink from his hand and drank the rest of it before handing the empty cup back to him. Kolyat snickered and placed it on the bar, making his annoyance clear as he glanced back at her.
"You're probably right. I should stay a little sober to keep up with the things I want to do to you." Kolyat narrowed his eyes at her unsure of how he wanted to proceed with what he knew she was offering. He felt no attraction towards her and was even more confused about his body and the fierce hunger he exhibited earlier in the evening with Shepard now. Maybe he just needed to touch her first, maybe he needed another drink.
"How about a test run first?" He said suddenly grabbing her wrist off his chest and yanking her through the bar behind him. She blinked in surprise and then giggled as she kept up quickly behind him, following without any complaint or fight. He led her to the back where dark corners and hidden alcoves just for this reason lay in waiting. When he found a shadowed crevice perfect for this sort of exploit, furthest from anywhere else, he pushed her against the wall roughly. She grunted in surprise, anger flashing briefly as she rubbed her shoulder absently.
"Easy, humans are a little more fragile than the rest of you."
"Stop talking." He said coldly, pushing himself against her, dipping his head to the crook of her neck to inhale her scent. The perfume was not entirely pleasant and he could smell something sour on her skin. His eyes adjusted to the dark and he saw a soft sheen of sweat, red hue's starting to emerge across her lightly tanned flesh. He thought humans did that when they were embarrassed or drunk like Shepard was, but perhaps some of them did that when aroused? He suddenly wanted to think back on the whole time he had spent with her, he wanted to see the moments when the Commander's skin turned pink in arousal if that actually was the case.
The girl gripped him crudely over his pants forcing a hiss to erupt from his throat, bringing his mind back to the task at hand. He turned his eyes to hers, already smelling her arousal in the air. Hers was musty and thick, not at all what he expected. Her lips touched his greedily wrapping a hand around his neck to hold him to her. She opened her mouth to allow him access and a tightness gripped his chest when he tasted her. He could taste the drink she had taken from him, but something heavy and bitter as well. Her tongue wasn't as soft as he expected but slimy and rough. Something is not right.
Kolyat pulled away and blinked at her in confusion. Didn't all humans feel the same? He knew taste could change from person to person but skin of Asari or Drell's didn't vary as drastically as he was experiencing with this human woman. She pushed her body up against him her hands already on the buckles of his pants as she yanked on them to open. A wave of nausea surged through him and he swallowed back the queasiness grabbing both of her wrists to stop her from touching him further. He didn't want this. He didn't want her.
"Why'd you stop?" The woman asked confused trying to push herself forward and kiss him. Kolyat turned away gripping her wrists with enough pressure to force a whimper from her throat. "You're hurting me."
"You're not doing it for me."
"What did you just say?" She spat on the edge of budding anger. Kolyat let her go and turned immediately leaving her stuttering in fury as she called after him. He ignored her and kept going, not caring in the slightest about how nasty he had just treated her. Another mistake. He was on a roll with his fuck ups this evening. He needed to leave, he needed to be alone and sort out all these thoughts in his head. He quickly walked through the club, trying to tune out the dense atmosphere of too many bodies and the pulsing beat of hip grinding music. He needed fresh air. He needed to scrub his scales with sandpaper to get the feel of that human off of him.
Once he finally made it outside he hesitated for a moment, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. Why did he not experience the same thing with that human that he had felt with Shepard? Where her skin was soft, hot and inviting with a subtle hint of sweetness and spice, the woman from the club made his own skin crawl in disgust. Kolyat sighed in defeat realization dawning on him at the reality of what was going on. He was attracted to Shepard, worse than that he wanted her in the worst way possible. He knew he had always been curious about her from the moment that she had first punched him across the face, although at the time his reaction had be muted by the sudden appearance of his father.
Kolyat rubbed the bridge of his nose in annoyance. He had to make sure he never saw her again and keep his thoughts to himself. This is nothing more than lust. He had to rationalize it. She was the Hero of the Citadel, she probably had a plethora of men who desired her and thought the same thing he did. Eventually she might even be able to move on with one of them. He probably wasn't the only one who would fantasize about fucking her, although for him it felt even worse since his father had been the one fucking her at one point. Stop thinking about that!
"Hey blue boy!" Kolyat was pulled from his thoughts and looked towards the voice that called to him. An Asari slowly approached him. She had the softest shade of lavender skin, with bright blue almond shaped eyes. Her face was heart shaped, lips full and painted a pale pink. She was incredibly beautiful, but Kolyat was already past the game he liked to play. He had no more patience for anyone else this evening.
"I'm not in the mood right now." He spoke harshly, doing his best to dismiss her. She still approached him, a seductive smile forming over her lips.
"What's the matter? That human couldn't do it for you?" Her voice was mocking with a hint of sarcasm as she continued walking past him. He stared at the curve of her ass underneath her ankle length form fitting dress. The cream color making the lavender tones in her skin shine radiantly. He wanted to make a nasty remark but honestly he had enough for one night. Sighing he shoved his hands in his pockets opting for truth.
"No."
"Why did you go after a human anyway, especially that one? Drells don't usually do humans." She looked over her shoulder at him in peculiar interest. He snorted at her, a million come backs going through his head.
"Curiosity." He finally decided to say not wishing to get into anymore arguments or worse, slapped in the face again.
"Is it sated now?"
"Perhaps." The Asari laughed softly shaking her head almost as if she was regarding a child who made a mistake. Kolyat could feel anger rising up within him as he saw the judgement in her eyes.
"Don't those humans have a saying, curiosity killed the cat…but pleasure brought him back. If you want I could be your pleasure…and help you come back. You look like you had a rough night."
"Do I?" His voice was bitter and he narrowed his eyes at her in disdain. She stared at him head on, his expression not making her flinch in the slightest. Instead she smiled wider, placing a hand on his collarbone, she circled him slowly as she spoke, trailing her hand over his shoulders as she walked.
"You can go as fast or as slow as you want. You could be rough or gentle, I can do all the work if you prefer. I'll even let you close your eyes, you can think that I'm someone else. It's all the same to me."
"What does that say about your self-esteem if you let me think of someone else?"
"We all yearn for something. I take it that's why you were curious about that human." Kolyat blinked back his surprise by what she was proposing. What kind of woman was this? She was encouraging him to just use her. Normally this was the thing he would look for but for some reason something about her seemed off. She was too confident, too aware, and too lenient in what she was offering. If he refused her it seemed like she wouldn't even care one way or another. "I wonder what made you so curious to go after her."
"You don't know me." He almost snarled and she laughed sardonically the bird song of her voice making his dick jump in his pants.
"Your right and you don't know me. We don't even have to share names and you can call me whatever you want if you prefer. That's fine with me too. You can scream out your ex-girlfriends name for all I care, your wife, your boyfriend…someone you wish I was."
Kolyat remained silent as he thought. Maybe he needed this. Something to take the taste of the human in the club out of his mouth. He already could feel displeasure of replacing Shepard's exquisite taste with something that could have resembled sweaty balls if he was into that. He sighed rubbing the bridge of his nose again, deciding to give in.
"Where should we go?" Kolyat asked not caring anymore, he never once brought a women he randomly picked up to his apartment, but at this point he just couldn't give a flying Elcor's ass.
"I have an apartment nearby." She answered quickly.
"You trust me enough to take me home?"
"I don't take people home too often, only when I have a good feeling." Kolyat snorted back another harsh laugh.
"And you have this feeling with me? Sounds like a pity fuck." He took a step towards her and she grinned at him spiritedly.
"I can do that to if you want. I saw you smell her skin and grimace. Smell mine and tell me if you have a better reaction. Let me know if it is enough to turn you on."
She approached him in confidence. Gliding her hands up the sides of his waist and across his chest. He touched her bare arms lightly. Feeling the slight warmth of her beneath his palms. Her skin was smooth and he let her hug her body against his. Pulling on the strap of her dress he bared her shoulder, dipped his face down to the crook of her neck and inhaled her scent deeply. He felt the twinge in his nose immediately. She had a soft floral smell, some kind of flower he was not familiar with but there was sharpness there too, something not natural, something that suddenly burned his nostrils. He could feel his heart race immediately, a lightheaded sensation taking over, making him sway on his footing. The lights around him started to grow brighter and as he closed his eyes he could already feel the cobwebbed thoughts right on the edges of his mind.
"You have a synthetic on your skin."
"Enough to calm you down, enough for me to become anything you want. This one's free, I won't even charge you." He could feel the tension leaving him, the stress of the day fading away into the background. Of course she was a whore. What kind of person put synthetic on their skin to drug people into buying their services?
"You're a prostitute." He shook his head trying to clear his mind as every care started slipping away. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing.
"Don't mistake me for one of those common whores. It just so happens that I am in between contracts at the moment. I'm waiting for my lawyer to finalize the details." Contract? Lawyer?
"You're a courtesan?" He said in shock just as another wave of peaceful quiet took the place of his thoughts. The Asari ran her hands beneath his jacket feeling the metal beneath his coat, eyeing the gun in his holster. She pulled back the leather of his jacket a bit until the C-Sec badge came into view. She laughed ironically.
"It's a good thing I didn't try to charge you."
"I think I would have paid." He answered automatically unsure if that was the synthetic talking or himself at that moment. His grip on her tightening as she looked up at him smiling, pressing her body closer to him.
"C-Sec salary…you wouldn't have been able to afford me."
"I'm curious how much you actually make?" Kolyat could feel the purr of arousal starting to vibrate in his throat.
"Your yearly salary would probably cover me for about a week. But my contract requires you to pay all of my living expenses, clothes, jewelry and of course gifts. It costs extra if you involve your wife."
"Sounds like you're the one playing them." Kolyat ran his lips over her neck, inhaling her skin once again, feeling another wave of bliss over take him. Not even caring in the slightest if he got caught with synthetic in his system and being suspended as an officer.
"Not exactly. The catch is, I'm at your beck and call. If you commanded me to sit on my knees for 14 hours and suck your dick, I'm obligated to do so. If I don't obey, you have every right to punish me as you see fit, as long as it's within the parameters of the contract."
"You sound like a sex slave."
"Yes and no, it depends on the contract, that's why I have to wait on my lawyer. Make sure there are no loop holes. A final contract can take months to finalize…so…do you want me to call you anything, or will you tell me your name?" She ran her fingers over his frills, feeling desire starting to unfurl within him. He pulled away to stare down at her. Trying to think if he still wanted to play this game. Fuck it, too late to turn back now.
"My name is Kolyat."
"Do you want mine or do you wish to give me one?" She licked his cheek sending a wave of pleasure shooting through him, knowing that the synthetic was clouding his judgement in the worst way possible. He closed his eyes, an image of Shepard flooded his mind. He thought about the heat of her skin, the taste of her mouth. He thought what it might have been like to fuck her. How hot would her skin have been when he entered her? He groaned when the Asari ran her hand over his growing erection, although he didn't think it was actually her making him grow hard.
"I can close my eyes? I can call you whatever I want? I don't have to think of you?" He opened his eyes and saw her nod, his breathing was starting to catch in his throat. Don't say it. Don't you fucking say it!
"Sarah." Shit, he said it. He swallowed back his humiliation from saying Shepard's name out loud. He could hear the soft laughter of the woman in his arms.
"Your girlfriend? Or someone you want?"
"Someone I want." He admitted pulling away from her, looking down in shame at what he just asked the woman to do for him. He was most likely about to get smacked again. She touched his cheek gingerly pulling his gaze back to hers, but instead of loathing she held deep understanding within sapphire pearls.
"When we get back to my apartment I want you to keep your eyes closed. Tonight…I'm Sarah."
