Since leaving earth, nothing had gone right.
Things just seemed to fuck up constantly, more people were dying than before and yet the Galaxy still begged her to save it. Something she was beginning to doubt she would be able to do.
She needed a break, an escape, anything for a few hours where she didn't have someone beg her to save their world or colony.
She wanted to feel something besides grief.
Anything but pain.
She was doing her rounds again on the ship when she heard it, an idea she could use as an escape for a few hours.
James Vega, the biggest flirt on her ship, had been talking with some of the other crew about his latest visit to Afterlife's strip club that she overheard him refer to the secret brothel attached to it that only few knew about.
Him apparently being one of them.
"Cortez, I'm telling you man, it's completely true! I've been before, there's one chick there that sucks like her life depends on it! The glory holes are the best cause they aren't as used and there is always availability. Come with me man! I'll take you tomorrow when we get shore leave." Vega was talking to him as the two were bent over the weapons table, modifying their own rifles and blissfully unaware she was behind them.
They hadn't heard her step off the elevator otherwise they wouldn't be talking this way around her, sure Vega flirted with her but there was never any follow through. He teased her constantly and it was starting to drive her crazy.
He was built like a tank and easily as strong as a Krogan, but everything about him was human and it was the biggest turn on for her. So she decided to say screw it and do something more than a little crazy.
He liked blow jobs at the strip club? Fine, she'd pay off Aria and live a little herself.
The Galaxy was ending tomorrow anyway, might as well get what she wanted anyway.
What she wanted was the Lieutenant's cock buried deep in her mouth until he blew his load down in her throat.
23.5 Hours Later
She sat there, on her knees in front of the glory hole in the darkened room, a cushion the only comfort under her knees as she waited for Lieutenant Vega to take his place with his cock in the hole for her to suck on.
It hadn't taken more than an hour to contact Aria and obtain the details she needed, finding out who Vegas' usual prostitute was and when she was scheduled. Vega left The Normandy like clockwork, taking Cortez with him and made their way to Afterlife immediately for some R&R.
She had also found out just how much he usually paid for a blow job, that he usually got two over the course of a night and that he paid extra to have his hands allowed in a separate hole so he could gag them onto his dick. T'loak even mentioned how he left a big tip and that she had recorded every session against his knowledge.
Something she had spent the last few hours watching herself as she played with her pussy, seeing his cock pushed deep down another girl's throat as he held her in place was more than likely the sexiest thing she had ever seen.
But she didn't want just videos anymore, she wanted him.
Her Lieutenant who had no idea she was crushing on him at all.
She wanted his cock and life was too short right now to keep denying herself any longer.
So she had made a deal with Aria, supplies and leniency with her gangs if she could be the one in the booth that would get to suck Vega's dick without his knowledge.
She had readily agreed, noting she did get the better part of the deal, the only stipulation was that she would get the only copy of the footage, the rest got deleted.
So that was how she had ended up in the tiny room, waiting for the go ahead from the receptionist who was in on it all, the anticipation was eating at her, making her thirsty and sweaty as she waited for him to show.
Nearly 30 excruciating minutes later she finally got the ping on her Omni-tool from the receptionist that he was here now, and thanks to Aria's cameras she was getting a live link to the outside of her glory hole as he approached her.
His cock already looked hard in his pants and he looked tipsy as well, the delay more than likely because he was at the bar getting drunk first.
She suddenly felt both nervous and excited all at once but more than anything she felt extremely turned on.
She was wearing a tight leather dress that barely covered anything and nothing underneath, wanting to feel as dirty as she could while doing this.
Something about it made it so much sexier somehow.
He approached her hole, bringing his omni-ticket up on his omni-tool and swiping it in front of her booth to unlock it. The holes slid open for both his hands and one large one in the centre for his cock to fit into.
It was finally happening.
Nothing romantic, nothing fancy or anything just pure sexual need and desires being fulfilled.
He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock free, springing out of his jocks and pointing forward like it knew where the hole was and was being drawn towards it.
He said nothing as he shoved his cock into the hole, his hands bracing against the wall in front of him.
She saw it up close then, not through a camera but in front of her face.
His very large, very wide cock… perfectly within reach.
She wrapped one hand around it, her fingers not touching each other as she realised just how wide he really was. Most mens cocks did not look like this monster, the damn thing must be at least 7 inches long too.
God she was getting wetter just looking at it, she hadn't even started yet.
He must have started getting impatient though as he pulled out and thrusted forward into her hand, like he was telling her to hurry up without using words.
She tightened her grip on him then and sat up, bringing herself closer so her mouth was hovering in front of him.
She had no idea how he usually liked it or how the ladies here did it but she had no patience anymore, she had been wanting to fuck him for months since he became her personal guard while she was in jail. But lately with him flirting back with her on board she was at her breaking point.
So she just dove right in, licking the head of his cock slowly, letting her tongue circle around it while she jerked him with her hand. She loved every second, she felt powerful and in control every time she gave a blow job to anyone in the past and this was no different. She felt him jerk in her hands and a few groans and curses coming from the other side of the wall, he was enjoying himself so far it seemed.
She picked up the pace of her right hand, jerking him harder and travelling the full length of his cock now, all except his sensitive head. That part she was using her mouth on, sucking it in her mouth gently and using her tongue to trace circles around it before alternating and stuffing as much as she could into her mouth before releasing him again.
Teasing him, like he's been teasing her all these long months.
But it was working, his hips were constantly jerking forward as he tried to get her to suck him deeper again, the hole stopping him from doing anything more than groaning and swearing his frustrations.
She continued her teasing, only taking him in her mouth fully for a few seconds before pulling him out of her mouth and teasing him with a handjob only for longer.
He lost his patience pretty quick though when he finally realised she was teasing him like this on purpose. Instead he changed tactics, utilising his hand holes he paid extra for and the next time she sucked his cock deep into her mouth he initiated his plan.
Quickly putting his hands through the holes and catching her by surprise when his hands wrapped though her hair, using it to pull her head down even further over his cock and burying himself deeper into her throat.
His groan of pleasure made her pussy even wetter, knowing she had an effect on him to drive him crazy from her teasing as much as he had done to her.
He held her down, pushing his cock into her throat until she gagged before using her hair to pull her back and repeat the action. Shoving his cock to the back of her throat and gagging her with it till she couldn't breathe and pulling out just enough for her to gulp down more air, before doing it again.
He continued his abuse of her mouth, taking charge as he pulled her lips over to cover the hole now as he pulled out and used his hips instead to fuck her mouth like it was a pussy, his hips forcing his cock to pound into her mouth relentlessly.
God she felt like a dirty slut.
A very sexy dirty slut.
He fucked her face hard and fast and she just took it, took it like a good little slut should.
Like she had wanted him to do to her all this time.
Use her mouth as his own personal fuck hole to abuse.
She reached down between her legs and started playing with herself, using her fingers to play with her clit and trying to fuck herself with them while he pounded away into her throat.
She was so fucking close and she knew he was too.
He had to be, at this pace no man would last long.
He pulled off her suddenly, pushing her away from his cock as he reached in and stroked himself. She thought he must be wanting to jerk himself off so he could cum on her face or something instead but she wasn't having that.
She needed his cock inside her right now.
Her fingers weren't enough anymore, especially now she had him under her mercy right now.
She stood up, tugging at the zipper on the back of her dress and pulling it down, stripping so she was naked completely now.
She turned around and bent over, backing herself up to the hole and lining her pussy up with his cock and pushing herself onto his cock head.
He groaned and swore something in Spanish before moving his hands to her hips and pulling her towards the hole, lining her pussy up with it now and holding her in place.
Now she really was a hole for him to use.
Use her he did.
She was so wet already there was no resistance as he slid into her, holding her hips locked to the wall so he now had all the control.
To use her like a fuck hole, a slut just for him.
It turned her on even more.
But they were both so close to orgasm now neither of them seemed to care about pleasantries anymore, his cock burying deep into her, filling her pussy completely as it moulded itself around him.
He pulled out slightly and pushed in again, just as deep as the last time. Testing his power and showing her just how much control he had right now. But she didn't care, she was always the one in control and was loving being used right now.
He sped up then, pushing his cock deep into her pussy every time he thrust forward.
Hitting her cervix deep inside and making her cry out in pleasure as he continued faster still.
His hips crashed into the wall each time, making it shake and driving her crazier as he ploughed her pussy.
Her orgasm was building fast, the combination of just how dirty this was and just how good his cock finally felt buried deep into her, made her wave that high so quick. Hitting her like a tsunami, stronger than she had ever had before she came hard on his cock, squeezing him like she was trying to milk the cum out of him and screaming her pleasure out loud.
She didn't have to wait long, her orgasm seemed to set his own off as he held her hips painfully and pushed his cock deep into her as he came. Squirt after squirt of his thick hot cum coating inside her pussy and filling her, making her feel full and satiated all at once.
He held her tight against him then for a few minutes as they both came down from their orgasm, his cock still deep inside her and plugging her pussy with his cum.
If it wasn't for the fact he was still holding her there she knew she would collapse, her legs were weak right now from the power of that orgasm and she knew she would send him the footage of it as soon as she was back on board The Normandy.
She would send it to him and show him she was the one he had fucked, that he had used his commander like a fuck hole and she had loved every second of it.
Hopefully he would visit her in her cabin to continue this fuck fest again.
***
They'd been on back-to-back missions for the past month, with no shore leave in weeks now and he was starting to go crazy. He wanted to go back to his favourite brothel and let off steam ever since his last visit where he had the most amazing sex to date.
Never had any prostitute ever turned around to let him fuck them through the hole like that before, never had he wanted a woman as much as he did her.
Whoever she was.
She certainly wasn't his usual girl, that much he knew.
Her mouth had been different, hell she had even teased him before forcing his hand to just finally fuck her face.
Which his usual never had let him do before, at least never that roughly.
Sure, he always paid extra to have use of his hands, but she once had actually bitten his dick because he had been too rough forcing her to gag on his dick and Aria had banned him for six months.
But not this girl.
She had infected his brain lately to the point he couldn't seem to work effectively anymore.
He'd even stopped flirting with everyone around the ship.
Something Garrus had noticed and teased him about, but the Turian chalked it up to stress.
If only he knew.
He continued his chin-ups, trying in vain to work out his frustrations as much as he could on the small ship, anything besides trying to jack off in the shower again to her memory.
He'd been in shock so much and mostly drunk that he had forgotten to get her name and hours from the receptionist so he could visit her again.
Garrus had called everyone back to the ship before he had a chance, some emergency they had gone to save yet another colony under attack from the Reapers.
But this past month, everything had gotten worse, there hadn't been time for shore leave.
He grunted his frustrations as he continued his chin-ups, nearing one hundred and barely breaking a sweat.
Fuck he was horny.
It was permeating his very soul.
His every waking moment was about her now.
Hell, he'd dreamt about her whenever he closed his eyes now, craving her like a drug.
Something he'd never understood people doing until now that is.
She was a tease that turned out to be the perfect fuck.
Let him treat her like a hole to use, let him control everything, even when separated by a wall.
Something he would tear down next time just to see her. He wanted her on her knees again for him, but for more than just a blow job.
He hadn't told anyone before, but he had always wanted a sex slave sub.
Someone who was strong and powerful woman during the day, but at night, she was completely his to use and control. It was the ultimate power high in his mind, but women like that didn't really exist. He'd tried finding a sub before, but they were never the right fit or too submissive that they never challenged him, they also all had experience and he had wanted to break her in. Train her to serve him alone, to control her in this alone and to punish her when she didn't submit properly and thank him afterwards.
This whore had potential to be his new favourite though, she had let him control her, fulfilling his need for some sort of dominance in his life.
He had spent the last few weeks begging Aria for her name, for any details on her so he could book her again.
Maybe even one of those suites Aria offered so he could use her all night. But the damn Asari had messaged him once saying that she was there for one night only and then radio silence.
Only making him think she was even more perfect to be his sub.
Fuck he was horny.
He grunted again as he kept going, no longer counting his chin-ups but knowing for sure he had a raging boner again, something that seemed to be a new permanent addition to his uniform.
The shuttle for the Normandy docked in front of him, but he still didn't stop.
Shepard, Garrus and Liara had gone off on yet another mission and Cortez had just picked them up planet side.
He saw Liara get off first, looking tired and Garrus was close behind, he looked more dirty than tired, but he could never really tell as Turian's didn't really have the same facial cues.
Cortez was still in the cockpit from what he could see and finally out came Shepard.
Her red hair was like a beacon across any room, drawing your eyes to her.
Something she probably did on purpose, needing to be the boss and in charge at all times.
She looked tired too, her N7 armour was covered in dust and blood, none of it hers though. She seemed to look right at him too, her eyes found his and without a word to the others she walked right over to him.
He just had to hope she didn't notice his rock-hard dick through his uniform right now as he tried to look calm as she approached.
He let go of the bar and fell to the ground, landing kind of harshly and moved to stand by the table he had set up next to the bar, putting it between him and his commander. Mostly because he wanted to hide his dick from her.
"Commander." He spoke first as he picked up the weapon he had pulled apart on his workstation and pretended to work on it. He had no idea what to say to her or what she wanted, but it was best to look busy in front of the boss whenever she was around.
She didn't say anything though, just stood across the table from him. He raised his head to finally look her in the eye and what he saw wasn't his usual Commander.
She looked... like she was hungry, for well... sex.
Holy fuck he was officially crazy.
Now he was imagining things because there was no way Shepard ever looked at him like that.
She didn't say anything though, which was making him uneasy and he looked around to see Garrus and Liara getting onto the elevator, but otherwise, they were alone.
"Commander, are you okay?" He asked again, turning back to look her in the eye and seeing that same hungry look in her eyes.
"Lola." She said.
He frowned at her, that was the nickname he had called her a while back. This past month though he hadn't used anyone's nicknames as he hadn't even been in the mood to socialise let alone tease anyone.
"Ahh, Commander I don-" He started but she raised a hand to silence him, which he complied with. She just sighed and raised both hands to cover her face and rub her eyes and cheeks before letting them drop to her sides.
She looked up at him again, shaking her head and looking forlorn, for lack of a better word.
"Fuck it." She said like she had made her mind up about something, only furthering his confusion.
She raised her omni tool and her hand flew across her display as she did whatever it was she was after. He heard the distinct pinging sound from her omnitool, telling her that her mail had been sent before she turned her back to him and walked towards the elevator herself.
Before he could think about just how weird that interaction was, his own omni tool pinged, receiving the message she must have just sent.
He raised his own arm to look at the screen, the mail flashing on top and marked as a priority. He opened it and frowned as he saw it was a video file, whatever Shepard had sent him was long, but it had to have been important.
The file started playing and thank God he had the sound muted because it was him fucking through the glory hole at the brothel.
Commander Shepard had fucking sent it to him, his damn boss had seen this.
But before he could look up to try to explain himself, the screen flickered, and the angle changed to the other side of the wall.
To his absolute horror and the most painful hard-on of his life, he saw Commander Shepard herself completely naked and bent over with her ass pinned against the wall by his hands as he fucked her through the hole. She was looking right at the camera like she had known it was there and her hands were holding her tits as he fucked her roughly.
He had fucked her.
The girl who had infected his very being wasn't just any whore.
She was his Commander, his boss and his dream girl all in one.
His eyes shot up to see her enter the elevator as she watched him, her hand moving to the controls and the doors slid closed.
The look on her face was the same as before, hunger. Hunger and satisfaction.
He knew his jaw had to be on the ground as he felt his knees feel weak as the shock washed over him and his eyes flicked back to the screen.
He couldn't look away as he watched her pounded by him until they both eventually orgasmed.
God, he was in a world of trouble now.