Mass Effect. Erotic journey. Ch.3. Armistice Day - Sex Stories

Mass Effect. Erotic journey. Ch.3. Armistice Day

... different than the Spectre had expected.

- Do you get so excited when you talk about the military, Skipper? - Ashley asked, startling the captain. He had expected the girl to be embarrassed or, on the contrary, to hurry away, but Williams was clearly amused by the situation. But it was unclear whether the rum was the reason or not. In any case, he had to take matters into his own hands - not enough for the sergeant to think that Shepard didn't know how to behave.

- I'm more turned on by your mouth, Williams. No matter what words come out of it.

The girl's eyes widened in surprise - she hadn't expected such a revelation from the captain. However, no negative emotions appeared on the beauty's face - she just took a sip of rum and giggled. It seemed that the alcohol was making her head spin too fast.

- Smacks of insubordination, Skipper, don't you think?

"I don't think so," Shepard thought, although the girl was undoubtedly right. Non-uniformed relationships between Alliance personnel were forbidden, and even orders from the ship's commander could not violate the military code.

- Tell him about the insubordination.

Shepard's hand caught Ashley's free hand rather roughly, and then the captain unceremoniously placed it on his cock. But even such an unceremonious action made Ashley laugh.

- Captain, this is ridiculous. We're in the hold, it's full of people.

Indeed, Wrex was a few meters away, back to Ashley and John, and the adjutant in charge of ...

... supplies in another part of the hold seemed to have a few men with him. Shepard wasn't expecting anything serious, though; he just wanted to wipe that drunken smile off Williams' face.

- So? You got a problem with that, Williams? You embarrass yourself like a little girl.

- You can't put me out of my mind, Captain, - the girl shook her head and finished the rest of the rum in her glass. Shepard set his own down on the table without tasting it.

- Piss you off? That's not the point. It's just that since you're the cause of this...

The buckle was released with a simple flick of the wrist. His pants immediately slid down to his knees and the captain's half-erect organ emerged from his briefs. Even the alcohol that had been talking in Ashley's head had faded into the background.

- Shepard! - She called softly, obviously afraid that Wrex and Alliance employees would turn around and see them.

- If you caused this, - Shepard repeated, putting Ashley's hand back on his dick. - You're the one who has to deal with it.

- Right here?! - Ashley whispered indignantly. - I don't know who you think I am, Captain, but I'm not going to do this.

- I'm sure you do. He grabbed the girl's other arm roughly and pulled her behind a nearby crate. The crate was almost as tall as a man and hid both of them from view.

- So? - Ashley asked demandingly. - Are you really going to force me to blow you?

- Don't you want to? - Shepard realized the absurdity, the pointlessness, the ...