Stasis: a period or state of inactivity or equilibrium.
They were in her apartment.
She was on the edge of the bed and Saren was between her legs on his knees, and wasn't that a sight for sore eyes, watching her with his strangely coloured eyes. She didn't think she'd get used to their natural colour; they were too...
Pretty.
Don't get her started on the markings.
His long, blue and coarse tongue was laid straight along her damp slit and sadly stationary. He was such a tease. Taunting her in his inaction. She would have said something if he didn't take the opportunity to flick his tongue along her slit as she opened her mouth to speak.
"Ohh... do that again."
His response was a rumbling chuckle into her crotch that only made her pussy ache even more. The tip of his tongue was lightly pushing on her clit now, but again, it was stationary. She couldn't help the whine that left her mouth. She was so needy.
"Don't make me beg.. please."
His eyes were alight with prideful satisfaction. It was strange being able to see emotion in his eyes where they had once been indecipherable. There were merits to his natural eyes.
"I suppose I can be generous this once." He rumbled his reply into her slit, hot breath tingling against her skin, with a strong swipe to her mound and began licking in earnest.
Between the sight of him essentially feasting on her and the sensations his tongue was creating, it was too much. His mandibles were dripping from her juices.
Her orgasm wasn't a surprise to her, Saren's only reaction to it was to change his tactics to place his tongue over her opening. Her fluids pooled on his outstretched tongue.
It was unbearably lewd. She couldn't help her shudder as he pulled his tongue back into his mouth. His gaze upon her was stifling, like he'd discovered a new obsession.
"You taste better than I expected," he pulled her towards his mouth again in a jerky movement, "maybe I'll take another taste."
Then he shoved his tongue deep inside of her. The feeling of his rough tongue against her walls brought pleasure that was almost sharp in its intensity. She couldn't help kicking her legs out. He had a lot more control over his tongue than a human, able to make it bend and follow the contours of her walls. Her moans were likely going to wake her neighbours. She was so loud.
His tongue moved across her g-spot and her legs jerked around uncontrollably.
"Stop moving."
If anything, that made things worse. She could feel her cunt vibrating around his tongue from his voice. At this rate, she'd be close within a minute.
It wasn't voluntary by any stretch of the imagination, her movements, but the pleasure that the texture of his rough tongue brought whilst swiping against her g-spot was absolutely unbelievable.
He was too observant for his own good as he stroked his tongue over her g-spot again. His eyes met hers over her mound as she twitched once more. He ended up removing his tongue from her and she had full vision of his eyes, they were almost black with lust.
She definitely preferred him without the optical cybernetics.
"Will I have to restrain you?"
She couldn't help her soft laugh, who would have thought her fantasy would have a chance of coming true so soon.
"I wouldn't be opposed."
He looked at her with interest at this and stood up and straddled her chest. His cock was pressed against her lips, heavy and soaked with his arousal.
She could feel his rumbling growls in her ribcage. Saren was just proving to be one walking turn on for her.
He cupped the back of her head with one hand and idly stroked her hair.
"Open your mouth."
She did as asked and he shoved himself in using his hand to guide her onto him. At this angle his dick was far too thick for her to do much of anything but suck and occasionally explore with her tongue. She was just gagging as he thrust in and out rapidly. Using her as he wanted. She couldn't help her moans around him.
His breathing was heavy as he took a hold of both her wrists in one of his huge taloned hands. The other held her head as he continued to guide her onto his dick, hips thrusting away.
She was confused as to what he was going to bind her wrists with until she felt the heavy weight of biotics descend upon them... it felt like a stasis field. She tried to move them. There was no response but she could move the rest of her body.
Inventive and rather skilful.
He removed himself from her mouth with a slick pop and a smouldering look at her. Her cunt felt like fire at this point. Hopefully he'd put that fire out for her.
He then slid down her body, silver plates rubbing roughly against her skin, and took a hold of her legs and lifted one over his shoulder, the other around his waist. It was a stretch, he was a lot bigger than her even with him slightly leaning into her.
He angled himself in front of her and slowly pushed himself into her. It was nowhere near as painful as the first time, but the slow burn of the stretch he induced in her was still a source of discomfort. It was thankfully manageable this time.
"Spirits.. you're so tight and wet."
He was still pushing himself in, his control was admirable, he'd been entering in one continuous push. His ridges stroking her g-spot as each new part of his shaft entered were making her so wet around him.
And then he was in her to the hilt. Her cunt spread wide around his base. He was so deep inside her in this position, she felt impaled.
He fucked her with long, almost lazy strokes. On some even leaving her completely before thrusting himself quickly back in, ridges stroking her walls as he moved. She was beyond words at this point, each thrust just made her whimper. His eyes would alternatively look at his dick enter her or look at her face to watch her reactions. She couldn't decide which was more arousing. It didn't matter as she came shortly after, her walls strangling his girth.
His eyes connected with hers as she spasmed around him.
"You never did answer my question. How do I feel inside of you?"
His voice was calm, unbelievably. She was afraid to answer as she didn't think she'd be able to speak in full sentences. She'd just came after all.
He gave her a vicious series of thrusts in response to her silence that made her wail. She was incredibly overstimulated from her orgasm.
He leaned further down and placed his body against hers and began to soothe her with slow, almost loving strokes.
"To me you feel so tight, you suck on me, like you never want me to leave... do you want me to leave?"
And to her horror, he pulled out completely and removed her legs from him. All she could think when she saw his blue girthy cock, dripping their combined fluids on her pussy, swaying from his sheath was that she needed that back inside of her.
Immediately.
She babbled quickly.
"You fill me up like nobody ever has, pushing me to my limits," her voice was incredibly raw in her throat but she continued on, "I could still feel you between my legs when I was at the bar earlier. Please... Sar-AHH!"
He had shoved himself back in and was ruthlessly pounding her now. Her legs in the air, held in his talons, and approaching her shoulders. He was even deeper inside her now.
"I'm going to fill you up now. Fuck..."
His seed was hot, almost searing, and he filled her until she was overflowing. She was out of breath and he was prone above her, panting into her shoulder.
She was about to nod off to sleep when he slowly started thrusting into her again.
He exhaled hot breath into her ear and licked her neck. She twitched at the texture of his tongue. Her reaction was almost Pavlovian at this point.
"I'm not done."