Friend wrote it for me. I like it, hope you do too. If some stuff doesn't make sense, rest assured an explanation will appear in a future chapter, probably the next.
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Iya eyed Shepard wondrously as she sat beside him. Unconscious for the moment, Shepard's limbs were strapped to her bed by some makeshift restraints she managed to make when she had free time to explore her hidden fantasies. Sure it was extremely out of character of her, but she felt her heart beating with joy as the thought of doing what she desired to do with him filled her thoughts. Her eyes beamed as she looked at his body, softly rubbing his body.
Tilting her head to the side, the quarian eyed his facial features carefully, making out every blade of the light beard he had as well as his well-crafted facial structure. She'd only heard of what he was capable of, some not concerning his fighting capabilities, but more on the gentler side. The more she thought about it, the more strenuous it was becoming for her to not pounce on him and have her way right now. She managed to control herself, however; she'd have her fun soon enough.
Looking down at him, she took the time to admire his body, which was stripped down to his boxer-briefs. Every little protruding muscle caught her attention and did little to help her restraining her instinctual lust. She wondered how anyone could deny themselves to not wanting to be with him with a body like his, and a personality to match.
A slight shuffle from him brought her attention back to his face. The look on his face confirmed her thoughts. He was waking. It brought excitement to her senses, as it would mean no more waiting.
With a shake of his head as well as a groan from the human, Shepard opened his eyes to the familiar scenery and looked around, slightly dazed. Iya eyed his every action as he scanned the room, dazed and weakly tugging on his restraints, but as soon as his eyes found her, they stopped and focused. His first response was expected.
"What the hell?" Shepard muttered.
As Iya expected, fragments of the drug were still in his system. Good, it would reduce his need to voice questions.
"So glad you could join me, Shepard." the quarian quipped. Though realization probably struck the commander, his face couldn't change its dazed expression. Iya thought to herself briefly as to where to begin with her helpless human. She thought of letting him ask his questions, but where would be the fun in that.
He spoke softly at first as his brain began to start picking up pace, but she ignored him as her right hand reached for her left shoulder. The sound of a click managed to reach Shepard's ears causing his voice to abruptly stop as he realized her motives; this only furthered Iya's excitement. The small suit clicks were music to her ears as the thought of shedding her suit and gaining the experience that she so sought from the man she now held captive mad her grin to herself.
A few more clasps were easily loosened and her arms segment became loose. Eagerly, Iya grabbed at a finger and tugged lightly, slipping her hand from its prison and exposing it, for the first time in a long time, to the galaxy, or to Shepard more precisely. Looking back down at Shepard, Iya leaned over to him, supporting herself by her still-suited hand, and drew a finger. Smiling to herself, she rested the finger on one of Shepard's abs and let it linger as she felt contact with another's skin for the first time. She traced the same path that she had first traced with her gloved hand and enjoyed the new sensations. Her gaze evolved into a dreamy daze as she began running the finger around his body. Shepard had seen the same face not too long ago, a face only quarians managed to produce upon first contact between their flesh. It stopped his rapid rejections of her advances.
The quarians gaze followed the finger as it trailed along Shepard's abdomen until finally, she rested the entire palm on his chest. To Iya, the feeling of another was intoxicating, entrancing, mystifying, and even orgasmic, but she would wait a bit more before describing it like that. She began seeing suited life as not being worth it. It makes your body so deprived of contact that the mere touch of another's skin was beginning to drive her crazy, she thought. She knew it would feel great, but not as amazing as this.
The quarian continued rubbing her tender, soft hand against his chest, leaving no place untouched by her palm as she ran over every muscle and tensed nerve, feeling the heat radiate from his body through the finger that connected to it. Just as before, it was intoxicating. She sighed out a long and pleasured breath as she softly hummed to herself, almost losing it to the sensation of direct contact. A slight grin filled her face as she leaned in close to Shepard's ear.
"I'll enjoy this," she whispered seductively. Gaining some sense back into her excited brain, Iya moved her hand, rather resentful of doing so, and looked at Shepard, who returned her gaze. He didn't speak, nor did he object in any way. It made Iya wonder if he had given in to her demands, or if he just wanted her to get on with it. Both ideas, of which, pleased her; both ideas brought the lusting tingle in her loins as her brain traced out the future events in lusting detail. The atmosphere of the room felt like it was changing more and more to Iya's growing desire as she looked into his eyes and imagined looking into them as she committed the act to him. She giggled in delight.
Moving to the side, Iya moved her feet to the metallic floor and stood once more. Moving back to Shepard, she faced him and smiled as she once again looked at his helpless form. Reaching down to her waist toward the belt that rested there, she began giving in to the need that was calling out to her. It was rather difficult for her to restrain herself and keep the eerie calm in her voice as she seductively swung her hips as she walked a small distance closer. She noticed Shepard's gaze fall to where she swayed the most. She could have sworn she saw a small shimmer of lust in his eyes… but she could have been blinded by her own desire.
"Lets get started, shall we?"
She softly ran her hand over his chest again as she unclasped her suit, the pieces falling away as undid the outer-layers revealing the tight under suit that revealed her voluptuous and busty body. Shepard's thoughts were quick to react to the size of her chest regarding her as one of the largest quarians he had ever seen, but considering the direction at which this was going, Shepard tugged harder on his restraints and looked at them to see some way of jostling them loose, but they were firmly tied and the more he pulled the tighter they became.
She walked to his side again and presented the needle to him. Shepard stared at it and tried to say some words of reason to her, for her to stop this game and to let him go, but she stuck the needle into his arm and injected the warm serum. She smiled to herself before she took the other needle in her other hand and injected it into her own thigh. Shepard watched her carefully, but quickly he began to feels the drug's effect. He quickly became aroused as his heart rate increased and his brain quickly stammered off into a lusting desire that he tried to fight back.
Iya stumbled over to the bed and held herself up with one hand as her other went between her legs and rubbed her sex slowly. Her heart began to race and the blood began to focus inside of her erogenous zones causing them to swell slightly with desire. She grabbed her visor and tore it from her helmet before she undid her helmet and let them fall to the floor onto her soft clothing to prevent the visor from shattering.
She managed to loosen the top of her suit before her lusting instincts jumped her onto the bed where she straddled him, his sex rubbing up her sex toward her stomach. Iya couldn't even describe the feeling; it was like nothing that she had ever felt before. She softly swayed her hips, their sexes rubbing together, both blocked by their individual fabrics, but rubbing nonetheless.
Iya felt her face begin to burn even though the games hadn't even begun; she was still teasing her body and the moisture in her groin told her it was enough. Iya finished with a few more seals causing the suit to begin its descent down, but to Shepard's surprise it stopped on her breasts. He stared at the spot as the drug filled his brain with desire. His arms tugged at the bedposts, not for escape… but he wanted to tear the suit from her and see the rare gem that she held under her suit.
Iya managed to take herself off of his body and begin the final strip. The final clasp came undone and she turned toward her human prisoner. She swayed her hips as she slid the top part of her suit down past her shoulders. The suit next arrived at her large breasts. Even with all of the clasps undone, the suit still caused her skin to bubble over the edges as she pulled her suit down. As they broke the suit, they wobbled and moved from the sudden release from their horrible prisons.
The line between the drug and himself quickly faded as he looked at the pair of large natural breasts moving in front of him. Each movement she made caused them to sway slightly even ripple at times. His heart rate increased more as e followed her strip; every once in awhile taking a glance back at her breasts begin to sway as she bent down and moved her hips. She slid the suit tightly around her waist, seductively bending the last few inches by sticking out her rear and squeezing it around her.
"Do you like what you see…?" Iya inquired as she stepped from her suit and walked, each step sending a desirable shockwave up her body
Shepard forced himself not to answer; the drug commanded him to somehow break his bonds and take this woman and give her everything she wants and more, but he fought the power of the drug to remain silent and calm, which slowly began to break.
Iya stepped to the spot in between Shepard's legs and grabbed his underwear, slowly pulling them away to reveal his sex. Iya looked at it, mystified by it, lusting for it. She took it in her hands, one at first, watching her captive's reactions. He watched as he breathed in upon his touch. She began to move it slowly, slowly sliding along the shaft, moving her fingers in varying pressure as she rose and fell. She watched as his face began to burn red and she knew she had hit a strong point. She wondered how far she could go to get him hotter and more aroused.
She thought of this as she slowly moved her hand, feeling his thickness, his length, and his power. The thought of it alone caused her hand to return to groin and begin rubbing. She bent over more, still prodding and rubbing her sex with her fingers as she came face to face with his sex. She opened her mouth slowly, her tongue touching the tip, slowly wrapping around it as she slid it into her mouth, her tongue still playing with it. She looked up at his face and watch it turn another shade of red as he struggled in his restraints. The feeling of his muscles tensing under her hands as she softly licked going down and sucked going up entranced her. Her sex demanded satisfaction and she agreed that she had deserved it now.
She left his sex covered in her saliva and lubrication, though from what she could feel from her own sex, there was enough there to prevent any painful friction though she knew this would still stretch her; the prospect excited her. She climbed further on his body, keeping her body low, feeling his sex slide up her body. She breathed out as it slid between her breasts causing her to shiver with excitement causing the edges to slide more against it; a heavy breath fell from her mouth.
It slid further down her body, down her stomach until it rested just above her sex. The tingling sensation of desire caused her heart to flutter with excitement, but she stopped right before it hit her entrance and sat down. She stared down at the large and wet sex resting up from her stomach, feeling his sack at the edge of her rear, more adrenaline along with more of the drug activated inside of her. She softly began to move her hips and felt the magnificent friction tease the edges of her sex; she continued to tease lustfully. She couldn't hold it back anymore.
She sat back up and raised her body up high enough so that she could just get his sex under her and prodding against her, pushing her wet lips aside just enough to cause a flow of impulses into her brain caused a low set of moans to murmur through her mouth as she stretched herself as she dropped, rising every once in awhile to alleviate the pain mixed pleasure.
"Keelah Shepard… " She pushed herself onto him, feeling herself stretch as pleasure shot through her veins, and filled her brain with desire.
She finally felt her rear rest on his thighs again, a sign that she had made it all the way down him. She sighed out in relief even though her senses still flared with the drug. She started slow to make sure that she wouldn't hurt herself and found him to slide easily within her. She loved every second and quickly picked up speed as her body demanded more friction and deeper penetration.
Her thrusting bounces became heavier and harder, faster and stronger with each penetration. Her mouth already hung open in ecstasy. She breathed slowly though her body kept a strong and quick pace, her breasts beginning to bounce with their weight. It was uncomfortable to let them bounce freely though the looks in Shepard's eyes were priceless. She knew she was a rare gem among her people, she had gained many looks from countless males and some females over her body and she had kept herself to herself… until now.
The ecstasy flowed through her body rising with every touch, every thrust, every bounce, every feel, and every breath. She quickly felt her muscles tense around his sex, squeezing with a pent up pleasure that she had been aware of, but now felt as it consumed her. She even heard some soft moans coming from her ill-gotten prisoner. She moaned louder and reached up and fondled her own breasts. She squeezed at her nipple and squeezed the breast as her moans became louder and higher pitched.
At the peak of her climax she moaned loudly, her body shook with desire as she fell forward and grabbed his shoulders, still moving her hips slowly, feeling her tenderness rack her body, but she couldn't stop, the drug demanded more and she couldn't complain when she wanted more. She continued the move on him, feeling him slide deep into her and sliding out to the point that it would fall out before sliding all the way back into her. She slowly became aware of the perspiration that had accumulated on her body along with the amount of liquid lubrication coming out of her sex. She hummed with delight as she took her small break and took to just feeling their skin touch.
Shepard still struggled with the restraints, but his strength was centered more on his own body and maintaining himself so that he wouldn't fall part. He hoped he could escape soon, but the longer he was there the more his mind told him that he enjoyed this. It slowly became a split decision in his head making him completely confused on what he truly wanted; all he knew now was that a large breasted quarian was raping him and she was already bent over on him with her breasts sliding against his chest. He couldn't bring himself to complain.
"I want you so bad Shepard… I want you so far inside of me… Keelah… I want you to give me everything you have… I want it inside of me…" She moaned loudly as she rose from his chest again and slid herself in small circles as she thrust herself. She buried her one hand into her short hair and the other squeezed one of her bouncing breasts. She bit her lip with the satisfaction in her body. "This destroys simulations…"
Shepard's resistance physically and mentally began to break as he felt something grow inside of him. He stopped wishing that he could escape; he wanted to make her moan under him instead of using him like a slave. Shepard used the power of the built up sexual tension to begin pulling on the restraints. Instead of tugging he simply pulled as the wood began to creak. If Iya wasn't so busy with herself, she would have heard the groan of the bed over her the moan of her body. Shepard could feel the wood begin to pop and smiled to himself as he felt Iya begin to tighten on him for another climax and he hoped to make this one to remember.
Just as Iya was about to release another climax the tops of the bedposts snapped off and the restraints quickly loosened. She jumped with fright at the same time that her body jerked from the climax, but what shocked her more was when he rose and buried his face in her breasts and licked them. She couldn't believe what she was feeling as she felt his own power being used to penetrate her. She wrapped her arms around him as he continued to lick her. She felt his head move slightly and she was about to look down to see why he was moving but she quickly felt his tongue trace the circle around her nipple.
She fell back onto his shoulder as his teeth softly nibbled on her. His hips along with hers continued to sway and thrust, their wet bodies beginning to slap as both of them wanted to explore deeper into their bodies. His head broke from her breasts and she looked down with the greatest desire she felt all night. It was no longer rape; it was something more, something far more intimate.
Their bodies moved in unison as they swayed into each other bodies. She began to tighten again, but Shepard stopped the position and let her rest as much as she wanted to continue, but she had to stop when she felt his hands grab her rear and lift her. He rolled her over causing her to look up at him, biting her bottom lip, as he never left her body. With the new position, a position that Iya never expected to be in, her breasts fanned out more and ran over her body.
Her human lover stared at her body as he slowly ran his hands down her thighs his thumbs playing on her sex as he began to set the pace for the new position. Iya's breasts began their rhythm of bobbing up and down, but with their new position, it was comfortable and she let them move as she gripped the sheets on the bed, her legs wrapping around him, holding him just above his rear. Shepard grunted lightly at Iya's growing beauty, maybe it was the drug, maybe it had some side effects that were driving a feigned love… or maybe he did love her; he couldn't know for sure.
His speed increased as his body lowered onto her, resting on her breasts, holding them in place. He could still feel the weight of her breasts sway delayed to her body as he moved into her. Her breathing became thick and heavy in his ear as he kissed her neck, her senses exploding with satisfaction and pleasure. His kissing migrated up her neck, to her cheek, but by then, Iya had turned her head to receive his kiss and they were swiftly locked at the mouth, moving their heads as their lips opened and closed.
Shepard was the first to stick his tongue into her mouth. The feeling excited her enough to try her own tongue in his mouth. She slid it past his tongue and smiled as she felt like it was a joke. Shepard smiled at her smiling and locked eyes with her when he broke the kiss. He cradled the back of her head as he increased his speed and strength.
Eventually words began to fill Iya's brain, as the need to control the intercourse was not in her hands anymore. She tossed out commands and hoped they would come true. They came true only seconds after they left her mouth.
"Harder… Faster…" She moaned reaching another climax.
Her captive, too, was close to reaching his climax, but he grunted through it. She tightened around him and hoped he would climax inside of her, but she felt nothing, but she wasn't disappointed by the fact. She tightened more and shook again. She could just make out from her nerves around her sex that it was tender beyond anything she would have ever imagined.
The quarian moaned at the peak of her ecstasy, but was quickly silenced by her human's mouth. She kept her eyes open during this strong kiss. She stared through the tear-filled cracks of her eyes at Shepard kissing her. She followed his body down to his built chest and his thrusting hips. The sight of seeing herself being given her greatest fantasies played with her psyche and she was filled with more vigor.
She turned her head away from Shepard's lips as he kissed and bit her neck. She watched her body receive his body, her legs bent and no longer wrapped around his body. They were spread and open, unafraid of the pleasure at which it was giving her. The straight thrusts changed key as Shepard felt Iya's body demand more. He moved up and in her moving her body in sensual slid up the bed. She wrapped one of her arms around his sweaty back and one held the top of the bed to stop her from hitting her head.
She groaned from the pleasure and the domination that she was feeling. Her captive had, in her mind captured her as he loomed over her, her body being used like a toy. It excited her, it drove her deep into a stronger moan, the build up of the largest climax and she could feel it. He bent her legs up and bent her almost completely on her back sending his thrusts deep inside of her, his fingers playing along the top of her sex as the other hand slid on her rear.
Her moaning grew to a high level of intensity. She smiled to herself through her concentration when she heard him grunting and beginning to moan and struggle for control. Her head fell back, weak and tired, but she was close. Shepard's hand broke from her sex and he clenched onto her breast that jiggled and swayed from the deep and quick penetrations. He dropped her body back down as she wrapped her legs around him again, pulling him close to her.
The intense thrusts drove her final barrier down. Shepard could sense that her wall had been breached and felt his own wall begin to crumble. He sent off a shivered moan as he pushed himself deep inside of her and released the tension and stress. Iya moaned loudly as she held him close to her, her legs pulling her hips directly to the bottom of his sex, trying to hold as much of it in her as she could. The longer she held the more the warmth filled her body.
Shepard's tired body fell on her as he lightly made a few final thrusts to let the last of himself go. He began to pull out, but she stopped him and looked deeply in his eyes.
"Please… keep it in a bit longer…" She pleaded lovingly.
He fell back down onto her, resting on her breasts still managing to suck on them slightly. She played with his hair with her hands and smiled as she felt warmth run down her sex and down her rear. She sighed at the lost, but from what she could feel, she couldn't hold much more than what Shepard had given her. She held him close and relished in his skin and his presence, both pleasing. As much as she relished the moment, it wasnt the end. The drug would last a further while and her quarters were large. This added with Shepard giving into her, or the drug, ensured she would have a glorious day with the commander, starting with a bath...
I'd say his nailing it is moderately high for someone who has little experience in the 'tied and helpless' ordeal. Dont like it? Rewrites can be arranged.