(Since I received some feedback from my previous 2 chapters I wrote out a longer 'chapter 3'. I made sure it was more story driven, but the explicit sex scene's are still a thing, and occur as normal at the end. Also, if you have any ideas for the coming chapters please e-mail them to me at-Arkhamstories AT gmail DOT com)
"Ahh, shit, My head" Shepard groaned and grabbed a hold of his hair as his back creeked and bent. glancing over at Miranda asleep next to him.
"Just a minute!" Shepard said with little energy in him. *Mmfff* Miranda flipper herself over and with half open eyes she asked in a dazed and confused manner "What… Who's at the d, door?" Shepard ignored her and put a strait face on as he prepared to greet the person behind the door. He proceeded to unfold his piled up unwashed, dirty uniform and slide it on. *BANG BANG BANG* "I'm coming!" Shepard said with a huff, leaving his suit half zipped. With a few cracks of his neck Shepard patted him self down, and just as the room was about to be rudely shaken with yet another loud knock, Shepard grabbed the handle and yanked the door open with an annoyed expression.
"Commander." Admiral Anderson stood pristine and official as always, back strait eyes open and stiffly clothed.
"Admiral? I didn't expect you to know where our pod landed. What's happening. Why, uh, why are you here?"
"Commander, the… Things that attacked the Normandy yesterday have apparently dropped an unspecified amount of soldiers onto omega and they are apparently looking for any Normandy crash survivors. Their intent is, as of now; unknown."
"Apparently, Sir?"
"We cannot take any chances commander, that vague intel came from a reliable source, and we are not yet ready to loose front-line grunts let alone a commander! Now ge… Miranda?" The admirals eyes shot wide open with surprise as he glared in disbelief at Miranda's useless attempt to hide under the sheets.
Shepard jolted his shoulder to the side, blocking Anderson's sight "Sir we, uh, we were undercover"
Anderson raised his eyes into his eyelids and his heels off of the floor, lifting him self above Shepard's head, and with a stern blink he huffed and quickly lowered his heels as he angrily stormed out of the hotel.
Shepard twisted his neck, shoulder still pressed against the door frame, he looked back at Miranda straitening her hair with her hands.
"Come on, Miranda" Shepard flicked his head towards the door.
"Got any idea where we're going? He just stormed off." Miranda now stood up putting her panties and bra back on.
"No, but we'll look around. It'll be alright."
Miranda was now just about done as he zipped her one piece all the way up, Shepard took the chance to finish him self off. He jogged into the bathroom a grabbed a towel wiping all of last nights evidence off of his chest.
"Done? Commander." Miranda lent against the bathroom doorframe with a smirk
Shepard and Miranda all of a sudden felt a strange disconnect. Seeing someone so strongly disapprove of their relationship seemed to take the shine off of it. With a cold and hollow huff Shepard rubbed Miranda's back as they strolled out of their hotel room, slamming the door shut behind them. Their sights were strung tightly ahead of them as the jogged down the two flights of stairs to the reception. As they both walked into the reception area convincingly professional Shepard noticed the suicidally bored turian leaning on his desk and glaring intently at Shepard. *Oh!* Shepard thought as he rummaged around in his suit hoping he left the keys in one of his pockets. His face lit up and his hands clenched down on the cold sting of the keys and reached over passing it to the turian receptionist. Snatching them out of Shepard's hand he averted his gaze and flicked his eyes to the left. Again and again the turian tried to push Shepard's attention to an unfitting, and strangely placed dark green door that stood shut to the left of the reception area.
Glances were shared between all three as the turian, still silent had enough and stood up walking over to the door, pushing it open.
"I'm alright, but thanks." Shepard smiled and grabbed Miranda's arm lobbing themselves out of the hotel immediately.
"What the fuuuck was thaat?" Miranda said giggling, trying to make light of that situation.
Shepard's face turned severely dour and his pace quickened to a jog. With Miranda following suit they both scoured the lower levels of Omega looking for an exit.
"Shyly; Hello. Would you like to look at some of my wares?" An elcor tightly crammed behind a desk moaned at Shepard
The commander stopped in his tracks and spun around to the elcor, knowing full well they were running aimlessly and they need directions.
Breathlessly, Shepard said "Right. Yesterday there was an emergency, an escape pod was rescued an pulled into Omega. Where did it land?"
"Excited at an opportunity; Information has a price."
Shepard slammed his card down and stared with dead eyes at the elcor. All of a sudden a computer screen lit up and a map costing 20 credits was presented. Just as the elcor was about to speak Miranda nudged herself in and leaned on the desk. *beep! Swoosh* a holographic map slid out of the side of the computer.
"Anticipating your departure; A5" The elcor merchant named a square on the map, luckily it wasn't too far away. Grabbing his card off of the table Shepard slapped Miranda's arm and jogged on towards the *A5* Square.
A few minutes later they finally noticed the prostitutes "hang out" and the doctor's surgery they past earlier yesterday.
"Oh thank god" Miranda cried vaguely remembering the Doctors surgery from yesterday. They're paced quickened once more making it all the more difficult to avoid everyone else standing around. Barging into people without a single apology they slowed to a halt at the doctors surgery. Miranda nodded in stern disapproval with prised open eyes as she made mouthed a silent *NO*.
"Alright" Shepard clicked his neck and proceeded to walk with a slow pace down the hallway, noticing a steep increase in dirt and muck as they inched ever closer to the prostitutes area.
"Oh, God this place is disgusting" Miranda chocked out in stuck-up disgust.
"Ok, lets go down here" Shepard pointed towards a door.
"Wow wow, slow down wheres that?!" Miranda said holding Shepard back
Shepard pushed the door open presenting her with the 2 flights of stairs he climbed yesterday with Miranda over his shoulder
"This is where our escape pod landed yesterday. Now lets go!"
"Shit, if you're sure"
Shepard grabbed her by the hand and yanked her down the 2 flights of stairs. Placing his hand on the door handle Shepard held Miranda back and hauled it open. And as it was yesterday, the dirty, oil covered mechanics room bathed in red light was as repulsive as he left it. They only difference from yesterday was the absence of the escape pod they used. Lifting his head Shepard peeked around from a distance and saw a peculiar lack of people.
"Stay here"
Shepard whispered as he rubbed Miranda's arm. Slithering out from the door he creeped in utterly silent. Shepard crept in ever deeper into the eerie and dusty room, darting his head around looking for anything on interest. Eventually he found himself next to a curiously clean circular spot in the shape of the escape pod. Noticing this he raised his arm up waving a confirmation to Miranda.
"What's going on? What was supposed to be here?" She pointed at the clean circular spot at the end of the room. Both standing next to each other a loud metal crash was heard in the room their left. Shocked, Shepard creeped over flapping his hand behind him hoping Miranda wouldn't follow. His head inched around into the dark room as Miranda stood, cold and grabbing her right arm with her left in the middle of the dirty room. All of a sudden Shepard was pushed stumbling back into the room with a pistol aimed at his forehead held by a militarily dressed turian. 2 unmarked asari skid with beautiful precision around the turian and Shepard cocking their guns and aiming them directly and Miranda.
"Shepard and guest held at gun point, over." The turian growled into his radio, hollow eyes still locked onto Shepard's
"Fantastic. Bring 'em in. Quickly. Over"
"Right."
At that the Turian and asari circled around their prisoners grabbing their hands and tying them together with mass effect tethers .
"MOVE!" Shepard and Miranda felt the barrel of the gun crack into their backs, urging them forward. With his head locked forward Shepard confidently walked into the pitch black room.
"Where are we go…" Shepard was cut off by a sharp kick to his back, knocking him over onto the repulsively dirty floor. With Shepard's hands tied and an asari foot firmly on his back he heard Miranda grunt and cough. All of a sudden Miranda fell in the same position next to Shepard. Her tongue accidentally touching the floor. She attempted to life her head up and spit on the floor, just as the other asari stepped in and stood on her neck, slamming her face back onto the floor and forcing her to retrieve her tongue and swallow in horror.
Mumbling and crackling was heard coming from a radio, and sounded as if it was coming closer. *BEEP*. "NOO!" Miranda screamed as the turian emerged from the dark depths of the room and stepped up close to Shepard lifting his gun up and smashing onto Shepard's head, knocking him out cold and was dragged away.
As if almost no time at all had past Shepard awoke with a thin, shimmering point of light the size of a in head shining directly in his pupils. A faint scream drowned out by the thick walls in the distance Shepard heard the gravelly voice of the turian speak once again.
"He's awake." *BEEP*
A door behind Shepard creaked open and in walked a lone salarian mumbling to himself and with beaming eyes a lit, Shepard was his prey. With Shepard dazed and confused the salarian slowly crept up and only came into view when he faintly passed Shepard and crossed into the top left corner where he faded one more. Just as Shepard was about to spit the taste of the floor back onto it the salarian slapped the light switch and there stood conspicuously was a cold dead faced guard toting an assault rifle. Next to him was the salarian ferreting around in a black perspex filing cabinet and still mumbling nonsensically and gently.
Shepard's arm spontaneously sparked in critical pain making him jolt around and moan. His arms, still tethered and tied together behind the chair, Shepard had no choice but calm down and take the pain. Just as Shepard calmed him self and bowed his head the salarian whipped his hand out of the draw and attached some surgical tubing to the right side of his belt, while with the other hand he slapped something to his left side. Seemingly tooled up the salarian spun around and walked up to Shepard. The guard now raising and cocking his weapon the salarian reached to his left of his belt and un hooked a syringe filled with a curious grey liquid and jabbed it into Shepard's neck invoking a raw scream from Shepard that reverberated in this small room for a few more seconds. With his teeth clenched and neck rigid and strained Shepard only caught a glimpse of the salarian reaching to his right side and throwing the syringe on the floor, before Shepard drifted off into chemically induced hibernation to the tune of unrecognisable mumblings.
"Hey. Shepard! Wake up, please! Pleeasee" A moaning voice cried into Shepard's ear. "Oh thank God!"
Shepard raised an eyelid ever so slightly and felt someone squeezing his arm and kneeling on his shin. Just as he was closing his only sign of consciousness again someone shook his arm and cried "No no no no Shepard!" Both his eyes opened this time and he saw a blood drenched Miranda Lawson swelling with tears.
At that sight Shepard's revival process was sped up dramatically. His instincts kicked in and he shot up onto his knees knocking Miranda over onto the floor of the cell they were both incarcerated in.
"What's happening, Miranda?"
"I don't know but we have to get out. Anderson was right, some people are looking for us."
2 hours passed as Miranda and Shepard discussed their method out of the cell. Everything from asking them nicely, to grabbing the closest guard and fighting their way out.
"But wait, just before we start will you please just tell me where the hell all that blood came from?" Shepard asked in a deep breath as Miranda looked off into the distance "Miranda! We can't do this if I think you might pass out from blood loss or pain half way through! Tell me!"
"later, commander. But I really am fine for now. I promise."
Shepard stood up from the bench he and Miranda sat on and strolled over to the stone wall of the cell where banged his head and was just about to air his concerns and feelings as loud shouts and the boom of bullets cracked through the hallways and into the cell. Miranda and Shepard shot to cell door and peeked through the small metal flap into a dark room with identical cells scattered throughout. The sound was coming closer, most of the screaming was incomprehensible. But both Miranda and Shepard widened their eyes and connected their sights as the word "Alliance!" was caught in the ears of the prisoners. Staying admirably professional Miranda and Shepard stood back from the door and dusted themselves off.
"CHECK THE CELLS"
"CHECKING CELLS"
"NAME 'EM! COME ON WHERE IS HE?"
"CELL 1, NEGATIVE. CELL 2, NEGATIVE. CELL 3, NEGATIVE…"
Blue lit goggles peered through the metal flap just as the soldier shouted; "CELL 4, CELL 4!… "Right lets get this open".
A familiar electric sound was heard as the cell door was prised open and 3 black suited men proudly wearing an alliance military badge with bluely lit goggles burst in and began to report
*I have Shepard. I repeat; I have Shepard. Over* the middle soldier talked into his microphone.
*Nicely done boys, bring 'im in. Over* Was the reply accompanied with lots of static.
"Right, Shepard and female; health report, quickly." The left alliance soldier spoke as he walked around, stopping directly in front of them.
"I am in good health, for the most part" Shepard glanced over to his left looking at Miranda's bloodied face once again.
"I am fine too… I'm fine trust me! I'll explain the blood later."
The left soldier raised his hand the his mic and said *I have Shepard and a female accompanying him. Orders? Over.*
*Bring 'em both in, intel says she's alliance. Over.*
At that Shepard was handed a weapon and Miranda was escorted out of the prison complex. The group of 3 soldiers, Shepard and Miranda skidded around the the entangled mess of hallways and back out into the underground. At the second the Alliance soldiers emerged from some double doors and onto the street, the convivial and lively atmosphere Omega was known for was halted to an eerie silence, sounding only their distinctive footsteps as they further escorted Miranda and Shepard to an escape pod.
"Right, you two. That, up there, is how you get onto the streets. Just so you know for next time." an alliance soldier said smugly and with a giggle, as he pointed to his left and flipped his goggles onto his forehead. Shepard stood there unamused while Miranda cringed in annoyance. The soldier took a deep breath and pushed the door next to his right leading into a room where an alliance marked escape pod sat. The pace of Shepard and Miranda's walk quickened as they headed for the open doors of the escape pod.
"Right, get in." A soldier said hitting the door with the butt of his gun. Miranda stared, confused at the soldiers as they replied "We don't escort you any further. The pod is set en route for the citadel. Now get in." Shepard was the first to climb in and Miranda followed. The door was slammed shut and a mass effect field was generated creating a pulsating buzz as the pod began to gently lift it's self. nonchalantly reacting the erratic jolts the pod was making as it made tried, desperately to lift it's self up and fly away.
"Huh" Shepard chuckled "Miranda…" Shepard lifted his bowed head to face Miranda, only to find her asleep, lying fully stretched out across the white perspex bench. Shepard rubbed his eyes and copied Miranda, awaiting their arrival to the Citadel.
8 Hours later
The escape pod landed successfully and bathed it's self in a purple light subconsciously awaking Miranda and Shepard. "Ahh. We're here" Shepard groaned as he knocked on the door hoping to catch the attention of someone. The Alliance military was stood there to greet the arrival of the pod, and rip the door open. As the door fell down and smashed on the floor Admiral Anderson strolled up to the pod and said solemnly and with an angered snigger "Commander. The council was awaiting your arrival. But I informed them of your capture and possible lack of sustenance, so they postponed your meeting until tomorrow to allow for sufficient rest. They also told me to provide you and… Miranda… with a notepad to write all relevant information regarding your capture, in the off chance you'll forget after some sleep. Anderson threw a pen and a notepad on the floor of the escape pod, next to Miranda's feet.
"Thanks" Shepard said breathlessly. "Have we… Have I got a room?"
Yes commander I'll escort you. And so Anderson quickly walked off, awaiting no one and expecting Shepard not to follow. Miranda tapped Shepard's knee and flicked her eye's to Anderson's brisk walk, telling Shepard they should follow. They stumbled out of the pod and past the saluting guards to peek around the corner Anderson fled around. They saw him just stepping inside an elevator as a medic stopped in her tracks, noticing the blood on Miranda.
"You need medical attention, miss. Please follow me!"
"I'm fine. It's not my blood."
Shepard turned his head and widened his eyes in disbelief at Miranda
"But thank you for you concern. Oh, just one more thing. Are you aware of a spare room we can rest in? We were being escorted to one but we lost him."
"Yes, mam. Just down there past the elevator. You can pick any vacant room you like, just along as you alert us of your presence there but hitting the red button in the far end of the room" The nurse smiled as she hauled the data pads overflowing her grip off.
"Lets go!" Miranda said as she sashayed down the hallway with a smile and Shepard still agog at the fact that the blood wasn't hers.
"Whose blood is that?!"
Shepard followed Miranda in the room she picked and shut the door.
"I'm getting this blood off of me. Give me 10 minutes!" miranda said gently pushing Shepard onto the bed and retreating into the bathroom. Shepard fell back and stretched out as the pitter patter of water from the shower hit the wall in the bathroom creating a strange sound track to Shepard's racing thoughts.
15 minutes later the shower stopped abruptly and the door bathroom door opened as Miranda, fully naked and dripping wet nonchalantly walked out and bolted the front door. She turned quickly and faced Shepard, noticing the growing bulge in Shepard trousers, she hopped over to him and pushed his chest down while pulling his trouser off. With his trousers off, he stopped Miranda from going any further and stood up, bringing her with him.
He looked her right in the eye and told her; "We've just been through a lot, an you stuck with me, Miranda." Shepard lifted her bare legs and bum up wrapping her legs around his waist, and just before they kissed, "I love you." Both Miranda and Shepard said in sync. With a loved-up smile they kissed each other with great passion as Shepard began to massage Miranda's bum. She groaned and moaned with her breath, still engaged in their kiss.
Miranda broke the kiss and jumped out of Shepard's grip as she lifted his shirt up, leaving them both standing naked, pressed up against each other. Miranda gave Shepard a small peck and pushed him onto the bed again. "Go on. All the way up the bed." Miranda said seductively, Crawling on the bed towards Shepard.
She stopped right behind Shepard's rock solid cock and placed her right hand at the base as she licked her lips and spat on the bulbous head of Shepard's shaft. Slowly stroking his cock and assuaging the head...
"You are incredible…" Shepard trailed off with a laugh
"Mmm. Thank you… commander.
Miranda let go of his him and crawled up further and lay on his stomach, pussy dripping on Shepard. They began to kiss again as Shepard's hand slip down Miranda's stomach and found her sobbing pussy. Miranda shrieking and moaning, Shepard rubbed her clit sliding one, then two fingers in and out. Miranda began to bounce up and down on his finger. Still kissing passionately, Miranda's breathing became more intense and rapid. He could feel Miranda tighten up, so he slid his fingers out and pushed Miranda back until she she could feel Shepard's throbbing rod pushed up against her lower back.
Giggling, Miranda massaged her crying pussy as she slowly gyrated on Shepard, teasing his cock on her bum and lower back
"Oh shit Miranda I can't take it!"
"Oh, really?! Well then big boy, I think i'll ramp it up a little bit"
"Wha.. Oh my God!" He droned as Miranda crouched above his cock and teased him by rubbing his juicy head around her tight asshole.
"Like it?"
"Oh shit, that's it I can't take it!" Shepard reached for Miranda with squinting eyes, but failed to reach. Getting the message Miranda slowly let his rod seep into her throbbing cunt, invoking moans from both Miranda and Shepard
"OOOhhhh" Miranda squealed as some cum found its way out of her agonisingly tight pussy. Shepard could feel her wet pale ass slap down on him with every bounce. Her pussy hugged his shaft firmly as with every third drop she would hold herself down, enjoying the feeling of Shepard's cock extend all the way up her.
Shepard went to grab the bed sheets, as he noticed Miranda's her eyes lift into her eyelids and her hands clench down behind her. The rate at which Miranda slammed down on him seemed to speed up, making them moan uncontrollably. Sped up even faster, leaving any previous rhythm behind Shepard could feel Miranda's soaked pussy tighten, and squeeze Shepard hard. Miranda was attempting to open her eyes but the ever nearing orgasm clamped them shut.
Miranda's moaning became louder and began transitioning into screams. The grip of Miranda's drenched pussy tightened to a point where something had to be released.
"Oh fuck Shepard… I, I think… I'M CUMMING! OH FUCK! OOOH, SLAM YOUR COCK INTO ME HARDER! IT'S SOOO FUCKING GOOD!" Miranda's stomach was clearly tensed rigid due to the orgasm. As was her entire body in fact. Her bouncing ass tightened, no longer giving Shepard a sexually antagonising slap as she slammed herself down on his rod. Her feet scrunched up, and her legs shook uncontrollably as the orgasm tore through her body.
Miranda collapsed forward onto Shepard's body, and slowly rolled off limply. Her legs and arms still shaking at an incredible frequency. Shepard rolled over facing Miranda's reddened body, and sweat dripping face and said with a joking smirk;
"How about me now, huh?"
Miranda was now just calming down, so she tried to push Shepard over onto his back and climb over him, but failed. Miranda collapsed with a racing heart over Shepard as he grabbed her rolling over and sitting her on his lap again.
Now back in her advantageous position once again, she lightly slapped herself on her cheeks and forced her eyes open wide. Giving Shepard a confirming smile, letting him know she was back on form she, without a word she plummeted her head onto the bed and let her bum ride invitingly high up in front of Shepard. With Miranda in a triangle position, her head on the bed and ass in the air, Shepard slip his legs out from under her and began slapping and grabbing Miranda's ass.
Shepard felt his stiffened rod beginning to weaken, so in reaction he quickly too a hold of his throbbing cock and lightly pushed it into Miranda's pussy. Laughing in reaction to the pleasure, Shepard placed his hands on Miranda's slanted lower back, feeling the curve of her bum press on palms with every motion.
Shepard's head tilted back in admiration of his alliance officer's amazing pale body crashing down on his cock with her tight pussy. Miranda's breathing was becoming faster and faster as Shepard played with her exotic lustrous bum. His hands slid down her thighs and and onto her legs, massaging her every inch down.
In fear of prolonging this position, making Miranda's neck hurt, Shepard went for broke and slid his 9inch rock solid shaft out of her and flipped her on her back, revealing her beautiful smile, gleaming at Shepard.
Giving a warming smile back Shepard asked;
"One more position, you want me to finish?"
Biting her bottom lip Miranda said; "On me."
With that reply Shepard was more than happy to get right to it. Keeping her on her back, Shepard grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs apart and went to work. His pulsating cock, heated by friction glided back into Miranda. As Shepard ploughed Miranda, he slid his hands up her ankles and massaged her feet. Sliding his fingers between her toes and squeezing.
As Miranda began to play with her breasts and moan louder she felt Shepard's rod twitch and stiffen inside her. Her eyes shot open and Shepard tightened his grip on her feet and slung his head back.
"Fuck. Miranda I'm going to cum soon!"
At that Miranda quickly dove her hand down towards Shepard's cock and her sobbing cunt, and started to play with herself. Telling Shepard to "Hold on for a little while longer!" Miranda furiously rubbed her clit, feeling another orgasm creep it's way up. Pressing the button and pulling and pushing, Miranda felt the orgasm rage closer.
"OK!" *Whew!* Miranda breathed deeply taking her hand away, smiling and trusting Shepard to finish them both off.
"Ok, I'm ready to go… Whenever!" Shepard sparked out with great difficulty. He could feel his cock throb deep within Miranda, his balls tightening, pumping all of his cum up his shaft, prepared to burst out.
"Yeah, finish n… OH MY GOD, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, SHEPARD I'M CUMMING! Miranda's legs twitched and flapped around has her orgasm made her squirt copious amounts of cum onto Shepard's imminently cumming shaft.
Feeling the cum gush out of Miranda Shepard opened the flood gate. He began alternating between gripping her pale feet by the side and squeezing between her toes as seemingly gallons of cum from both Miranda and Shepard merged in an ocean of bliss. His heated shaft plunging into Miranda squishing profuse amounts of cum together as they both moaned in an elated moment of euphoria.
Miranda's moans pulsated around the room as the motions slowed down and the blended cum swelled around Shepard's drained shaft and Miranda's raw hole.
Sharing that moment of dirty heaven with each other seemed to bond them closer. Shepard let go of Miranda's feet and fell down, laying next to her beating chest and red face.
"I love you…" Miranda whispered randomly 2 minutes later, in a sleepy state.
*8 Hours later*
*Whistling* A Maid dressed in a apron and holding a basket slung the room door open. Noticing Commander Shepard and an Alliance Officer naked, lying next to each other at the end of the bed, both drenched in each others cum, she darted her eyes to the *Red or Green* light and saw it was undoubtably red. Thankful she didn't make a mistake in intruding into a green lighted room (Signifying an occupant) she whimpered at the sight of Shepard and dropped the basket slamming the door shut.
