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Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

Azela's head quickly rose from her sleeping position on the desk. She rubbed her eyes sleepily as the focused on a boy entering the class room. She quirked an eyebrow, she had never seen him in here before. Detention usually had the same people in it every day and it was very rare to have someone new joining them. She was curious, he didn't look like such a trouble maker - He seemed to be a quite kid. She never seen his face before, well not that she could remember. She grinned to herself though, way his eyes grew big and way he starred at her meant that he must know who she was right away. She gave him a friendly wave which he missed as he made his way towards a desk to to far from hers. She watched him take out a textbook and get to working on some random class assignment. She yawned as she glanced at the clock again - Only 10 minutes had passed since she first got here. Mrs. Smith suddenly stood up, staring both students down for a moment. I have some papers that I need to go grade. Since the normal rowdy crowd isn't here today, you think I could leave you kids alone for next two hours? She said, mostly eying Azela. Azela dismissed her with a wave of a hand. Of course you can trust me, Mrs. Smith. I'm such a good student! She said innocently. Mrs. Smith just sighed and left the room. Azela grinned, taking this moment to get up and quietly walk up behind where the new kid sat. She hovered behind him for a few moments before leaning over and whispering softly into his ear. You know it's kind of nerdy to do school work in detention? She said before leaning back up, laughing.
Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

She brought a finger towards her mouth, as if she was deep in thought with his words. She then shrugged with a smile and sat down in a chair next to him. She turned to she was fully facing him, crossing her legs. I always do homework in the mornings before homeroom. She said with a toothy grin. Detention is prefect for sleep. You wake up two hours later and feel great to go party or something. She said teasingly. She figured he wasn't much of a party kid. She glanced over him a few times, he seemed a bit nervous and she was just judging that based on his breathing. He was back to his book, trying to act like she wasn't there but she noticed the side glances time to time, checking her out. Having a hard time keeping your eyes to yourself? She said as she caught him looking again. I can't blame you, I work hard trying to keep this figure. It was natural for her to tease guys. She had a boyfriend, sure but he had been to busy to spend time with her. She moved her chair closer to his, leaning over his shoulder, staring at his text book. She giggled though as she made sure her breast pressed up against him softly.
Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

She gave him a playful pouting face as he tired to blow her off. Aren't you a rude little nerd. She said with a slight annoyance in her voice. You really going to ignore the most popular girl in the school? She then moved away from him, standing up. She then lifted her hands and placed them on his textbook. Let me help you. She said before she slung the book off the table with a loud thud. She then replaced the book with her bottom. She pulled herself up on the desk, facing directly at him. Her legs both hung off the desk in a very provocative manner. Her skirt rose up over her thighs, giving him a slight peak up her skirt. Come on, we have two hours we can do so much more interesting things. She said giving him a sly grin. Tell me your name, I'm sure you know mine. She said she moved her hands to her shirt and started to unbutton it slowly.
Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

Don't be so shy. Matt. She said to him in a husky voice. She had just finished undoing her shirt, the cloth separating to reveal her dark green bra and her flat yet toned belly. You not like what you see? She said cocking her head to the side as he started to slide down into his chair. She kicked off her shoes as she placed her feet in his lap. She gently ran her toes across the front of his pants and inbetween his thighs. She leaned back on her arms, giving him a few very nice view of her panties now. Mrs. Smith won't be back for a long time and there is no one else in the building, trust I know. She said as she could tell his breathing was growing. She felt herself becoming excited as well, it had been a while since she had been with a guy. Russel been so busy with football these days, I need your help. She said as she removed her feet. She leaned up on the desk and grabbed Matt by the collar of his shirt, bringing him back up in his chair and planting a deep kiss with her soft lips. She forced his mouth open with her tongue, quickly turning the kiss into a sloppy and rushed kind. She pulled back panting, lust coating her eyes. She slid off the table into his lap and could feel his already growing erection. She leaned towards his ear, nibbling and licking it. Look how hard you are for me. She whispered to him. She rolled her hips down against his erection.
Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

She quickly returned his kiss, pressing her soft lips tightly to his. Her tongue slipped in and moved against his own. She worked the top off, leaving her in just her bra and skirt as her hands moved towards his own shirt. She started to undo his, wanting to rid of the annoying material quickly. Once it was unbuttoned and his chest was exposed, she pulled from their kiss, leaving her panting heavily. She kissed down the sides of his cheek and down his neck. She made sure to bite and suck on his neck as her hands were flat against his chest. Her nails gently clawed down his chest towards his pants. She felt his cock twitching beneath her, through his pants. Once her hands reached the rim of them, she smiled at him. What do you want? She panted, as she undid the button of his pants and slowly unzipped them. Don't be shy, look how hard you are. She said as she slipped her hand into his pants. She grasped his hard cock through his boxers with her hands, teasing the tip of his cock the the palm of her hand. She could feel the precum already soaking through.
Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

That's what I thought. She said with a grin as she pulled her hand from his pants. She gave him one more quick kiss before she slid off of his lap and was now sitting in front of him on her knees. She hooked her hands around is pants and slowly pulled them off, bringing his boxers off with them. Her eyes went wide as his cock sprung free - Oh my, He's way bigger than Russel. She thought to herself as she licked her lips. She reached her hands around to her back and started to undo the clasp, after a few moments her breast that had been retained now bounced out from their confinements. She leaned forward, wrapping her right hand around his cock and started to gently pump him as her lips moved to his thighs, kissing and licking up them. After she was done teasing, she licked her way to the base of his cock. Her tongue traced underneath his cock till she reached the head. She slowly took the head of his cock in her mouth, suckling it as her tongue swirled around it. And bit by bit she pushed her head down, letting his cock slide into her mouth and deep into her throat.
Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

She moaned as he was finally easing up and started to thrust his hips against her. She continued to bob her head up and down his hard length, suckling and gagging as she tired to fit the entire thing into her mouth. As she was busy doing that, she moved her hands to his inner thighs and slowly started massaging them. Her hands slowly moved up this thighs until she reached his balls. She slowly grasped them, squeezing and rubbing them. She felt his body tense up and his cock grow more and more in her mouth. She moaned, which caused vibrations to shoot through his cock. She could feel he was on the verge of cumming so she quickly pulled back, panting heavily. She grinned at him as she wiped some of her saliva and precum off her face. I don't want your first orgasm with me to be my mouth. She said as stood up and slowly pulled down her skirt, her panties following behind them. She sat back down in his lap, her opening pressing down on his cock, he could feel her own juices dripping. She grind her hips slowly against his cock, teasing him. How bad do you want this? She cooed as she wrapped her arms around his neck, nipping his ear.
Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

She smiled at his words, she loved hearing the nervousness in his voice. Who could blame him though, the hottest girl in school was about to have sex with him and it was probably his first time too. She felt his hands on her hips and gently moved her hips down, gently letting the tip of his cock enter before pulling back out - Teasing him horribly. So bad? Mmm, bet you can't wait to have your cock deep inside me. She panted into his ear. She moved her hands from the back of his neck to his shoulders, gripping them as she readied herself. She giggled as she felt his muscles twitching beneath her touch. She positioned her pussy over the tip of his cock, and in one quick motion, she thrust her body down and buried his cock deep inside of her. She moaned loudly as he entered her, she leaned forward kissing him deeply. She stayed still, adjusting to the size of his cock, he was much larger than Russel. She felt every twitch and pulse as his cock was deep in her warm, wet pussy. A-Ah! She said, pulling away from his lips. Once she was used to his size, she started to move her hips, sliding up and down his cock in deep but fast motions.
Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

She held on to her shoulders, her nails slightly digging into his skin. She panted heavily in his ears as she moved her hips down roughly, taking his thick length far into her. How does it feel to have your cock in my pussy? She teased as she licked his ear. She leaned her head back as she started to increase her pace. She breast were now in front of his face, bouncing every time she pushed her body down against his. In the back of her mind, she was asking herself why she, the Queen of the School, was fucking this no body. She did know, he was a lot better than any other guy she had before. She continued to slide up and down his cock, her tight pussy squeezing his cock as she took him in. She wanted more though, she wanted him to take her from behind. She stopped moving on him, gasping for breath. I want to to fuck me from behind. She said in a husky voice. Push me over one of these desk right now and stick that cock in me. She said, grinning at him.
Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

She made a small mewl sound as he picked her up, turning her and pushing her against one of the nearby desk. Before she could even move, she felt his hard cock slam back into her. She throw her head back, moaning loudly. Oh yes! She panted as her hand held onto the edges of the desk. Every time he rammed into her, her body was sent forward, her breast smashing into the desk below her. She moved her hips against his, keeping up with his pace as she slammed into her again and again. She guided one of her hands down her stomach, reaching for her pussy as her fucked her. She started to rub rough circles around her clit as her pushed into her tight pussy over and over again, desperately seeking release. Hard! Fuck me hard, Matt! She screamed at him as she felt heat pool in her stomach, wanting to cover his cock with her cum. She could feel how wet she was from him, the juices of her pussy were dripping out of her pussy, down her thighs and pooling beneath them every time he pulled back. She arched her back, moving her hips against him faster than ever. She was making so much noise, she was curious as to how Mrs. Smith hadn't heard her moaning and screaming as he fucked her.
Thread: Detention [Azela x ansem125]

She moaned as she felt his cock hard and twitch inside her. Her walls were starting to grow tighter around his cock as her slammed into her, coaxing him to spill his seed deep into her. She held tightly onto the edges of the desk, her bare breast pushed roughly against the coldness of the wood below them. Fill me with your cum! She screamed as she felt herself close to release as well. The pool in her stomach grew, her body shuddering as it was building up. Her met his hips with every thrust. She never felt this way before, she never had a true orgasm with a man before, after she had sex with Russel - she always had to finish off by herself. She bucked her hips quickly against his a few more times before her world turned white. She screamed as her orgasm hit, her inner walls clamping down on his cock, pulling him deep inside her. Oh god! She panted as she felt her knees go weak under her as she it hit her hard.
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Thread: After The Collectors: Defiant-Anjeru and Raiden The Ripper

Mass Effect 2 fandom, Paragon F!Shepard Garrus Vakarian Garrus growls, deep in his chest, as he fires, Mattock barking in his hands as he sends Collectors staggering back. Thank god he's not truly alone, stuck with the General's full gaze on him. One of those Harbinger-possessed ones... that'd make short work of him and the crew both. As if to reinforce that point, a bullet ricochets off his cover, narrowly missing Chakwas, who had been peering over the cover to check if it was clear. The Turian shoves her down, and fires at the Collector, rattling off rounds as quickly as his finger can pull the trigger. No more damned scars on this armor, and no more dead. Not after seeing that poor colonist just... dissolve, before his eyes... He manages to get the crew back safely, with no more casualties, and he takes his place alongside some of the newly-recovered soldiers and techs in helping to get the Normandy back into shape, though his job at the main battery keeps him more busy, fending off Oculus after Oculus, and even several Praetorian creatures, allowing EDI and Joker to focus upon the major systems, and getting propulsion and the Mass Effect drive back to full power. All the while, Shepard's face hovers in his mind, flicking between the hazy, distorted memory of her keeping him alive, after Tarak's gunshop knocked several... dozen holes in him, and all the conversations he'd had with her, speaking of blowing off steam... but he'd been too damn nervous of frightening her away to go to her, before they hit the relay... He snarls, and brings his hand down on the rail around the main battery, before continuing to calculate firing solutions and guide the guns, swearing, constantly, beneath his breath in Turian, the rolling, rough language echoing off the walls.
Thread: After The Collectors: Defiant-Anjeru and Raiden The Ripper

Garrus limps, for what seems the hundredth time, from the medbay, fleeing Chakwas. The bullet reopened one of his old wounds, as did the frantic running, and all the 'fancy flying' Joker did while getting them away... But, finally, he reaches his little home in the main battery. Shepard is still dealing with the Illusive man... With a quiet chuckle, he gathers the small bag that he'd acquired from Mordin, the Citadel, and even Ilium, for Spirit's sake, and moves into the elevator, reaching Shepard's quarters about when she leaves the briefing. He settles down on her small couch, setting the bag down and starting to draw out the various items it contains. Epi-tabs, for her, and the turian equivalent, for him. Then lubricant, at Mordin's insistence, else risk 'chafing'- he shivers a little at that thought, and finally a small bottle of wine, enough for one glass for each of them. But today's maybe not the right day for that particular item. He looks up when he hears the lift coming, and swears quietly, moving and standing beside the door when Shepard enters. He wraps his arms around her, and his head settles down on her shoulder, teeth lightly scraping her neck. Thank the spirits... he murmurs, voice rough and quiet, stress obvious in it. You have no idea how worried I was, Shepard. I could barely get the crew back, and that was just with a few collectors. I thought... he swallows, not wanting to voice the thought. When they're separated, it seems to him, bad things happen. First, he's transferred off her ship, when she starts working directly for the council, and she's killed. Cue two years of hell, and being more spirit-sick than any male should ever be. Then his team died, then he nearly did. And he would have, if not for her. His teeth scrap her skin again, and he rumbles, deep in his throat, possessive and earnest.
Thread: After The Collectors: Defiant-Anjeru and Raiden The Ripper

Shepard meets him as earnestly as he has, wrapping her arms around his trim waist and holding tight. She shivers as his teeth scratch across her skin, the adrenaline still pumping through her veins, her cybernetic implants nearly burning from the stress the mission had on her resurrected body. They'd called it a suicide mission, but hell if she hadn't proved them wrong they all had their injuries, but she had not lost a single member of her crew, thank the gods. After having to sacrifice Ashley on Virmire, she had vowed never to let anyone die under her command if she could, in any way, prevent it. Lifting her head, she grinned. Should know me better than that, Garrus. Not about to let the Reapers take me down, let alone the Collector's. I died once, I am not planning to do it again. Her hands framed his face, the left subconsciously tracing the scars he'd gotten when she had went to Omega to find 'ArchAngel.' She had lost him when she died, then, after being given a second chance, she had nearly lost him to that damned gang's gunship. Thank god you are okay, Garrus. I was worried...with your injuries...I don't know what I would have done had I lost you...
Thread: After The Collectors: Defiant-Anjeru and Raiden The Ripper

Garrus shivers slightly, feeling how on edge she is, and knowing he's as bad, but too used to the adrenaline rush to even acknowledge it. He bites her again, teeth and lip-plates scraping her skin, and growls in his throat, not a threatening sound, but one of comfort, letting her know that he's here, and that he's not going to leave. And you should know me better, Shepard. he murmurs into her ear, closing his eyes as her hands cup his face, mandibles fluttering slightly against the touch of that soft skin, that odd, human feeling that he's grown to love so damned much. You'd manage, Shepard... you'd do better than I did. You wouldn't run like some frightened hatchling. he says, his own hand rising and running through her hair. Another odd, human thing that he loves of hers. As beautiful, in its way, as the feathers of a female Turian. But no-one can match Shepard in any way, not for him. With a small grunt, he lifts her, and carries her toward her bed, snagging the epi-tabs with a hand as he passes them, and setting her down. No more waiting, Shepard... no more. I can't... I can't lose you. Never again. he growls, biting her neck hard, but not breaking skin, before his lip-plates press lightly to her lips, wanting to provide her with something human, to the small degree he can. He pulls back, and nips at her shoulder, watching her quietly. I can't... ah, get your clothes off you. Not with these. he murmurs, gesturing with his taloned fingers. He pulls his shirt off, slowly, revealing the plating that covers his chest, along with the scars down his right side from the gunship's attack. His eyes flick away, briefly, knowing he looks foreign, and probably outright bizarre, to her, and almost expecting to be tossed out on his ass.
Thread: After The Collectors: Defiant-Anjeru and Raiden The Ripper

I am sorry I died, Garrus...but at least I managed to save you all, that's all that mattered to me when I closed my eyes. She gasped the words as he lifts her, carrying her toward the bed where he sets her. Her heart is fluttering nervously, something Commander Shepard was unused to normally, she was as hard as steel, but goddamnit, Garrus was her best friend and her biggest regret had been not telling him how she felt about him before the Collectors had killed her. His unusually tender caresses, like his talon fingers sliding through her auburn strands, were far more precious than she would have liked to let on...at least until now. She makes a noise, a low moan, as he bites the side of her neck hard with his fangs. Her body shivers as a tingle runs down her spine. Her lips tremble a bit as they kiss, an awkward thing between a Turian and a Human, but she smiled, enjoying her first real kiss with him. I can't wait any longer, either, Garrus. I am not about to face the Reapers without this...without you, without telling you finally how I have felt all along... Her eyes watch as he peels off his shirt, a small smile tugging at her lips, the scarred corner. A scar she had earned in her survival of Akuze and those damned Thresher Maws. She had another, barely noticeable, through her right eyebrow. She had never...with an alien before, but she pressed her hands to his plated chest, caressing the scars that were there. A reminder of how close she'd come to loosing him. Just don't...laugh, She mumbled, slightly embarrassed as she hefted her armor off leaving her in her pants and t-shirt. God forbid, she was actually blushing. Her fingers found the hem of her shirt and pulled it free, over her head, tossing it to the pile of her armor. Her breasts were large and full, soft, bare, no bra covering as she found in restricting when in her armor. The nipples were rose bud pink against her pale skin, hardening in the cool air of her loft. There was a scar on her chest, right over her sternum, no doubt from her early awakening at the Cerebus compound. I imagine I look odd to you... She chuckled softly.
Thread: After The Collectors: Defiant-Anjeru and Raiden The Ripper

The Turian growls quietly, feeling the way she reacts to his touches, his bites, and he nips again at her neck as her hands trace the scars on his chest. I would never laugh at you, Shepard. he growls, and pulls back a bit, giving her room as she undresses, dark eyes sweeping over her chest, examining her with an expression of love, curiosity, and utter confusion, all at once. His head dips, and his tongue, rough textured like a cat's, flicks over her nipple, another low sound leaving him in pleasure. And I don't, to you? he asks, moving yet further downward, and biting at the little skin he can reach of her waist, teeth lightly pricking the skin. Far better than any Turian. Even if this... padding is odd. he murmurs, moving back up, and teasing her breasts again, a small smirk on his face, mandibles fluttering lightly. He leans back up, pressing his clothed groin against hers, and bites her once more, scraping his fangs over her skin. I rather like your soft, human body, Shepard. Even if it does get hurt too easily. he murmurs, dipping his head again, and tracing the scar on her sternum with his lips and tongue, trying not to scrape his plating too much against her. Pants? he asks, smiling at her as he draws his own off, exposing his body to her. Plating, over the sides and backs of his thighs, and over his spurs, but bare skin on the insides of his legs, and a semicircle of plating over a small slit at the junction of his legs, parted already, letting his manhood, blue, like his blood, stand free. He looks even more embarrassed, now, and lightly curls his hands over hers, moving them to her pants, knowing he'll likely tear the fabric if he tries to undo them.