Thread: After the fall-(Un)requited love (Jack Stalker/LiBlaze)

Shepard wasn't sure about it but he thought he was probably addicted to sex. All through the missions to locate and destroy the Reapers, to band together the forces of the universe into a cohesive army, he had fucked at every opportunity he could get. Kelly Chambers had been railed hard in some shanty town, Jack had been fucked a few metres from her students in some battle torn corner of an academy. He even washed out his mouth with Liara's foul tasting blue cum, before jerking her off while he fucked her alien ass from behind. Then there was Chakwas, who he'd bottle fucked with her own rare vintage as well as a hand job from Ashley and a couple of other alien crew who he could not even fully recall. The common factor was they all had Miranda's face, every time he'd ejaculated into some tight cunt, across some pouting lips or deep into some whore crew members ass, he'd thought of Miranda, the elusive Miranda who had her own agenda to attend to with her father and who had managed to elude his grasp for far too long. Too long he'd been denied her perfect, genetically enhanced flesh. With the ability to regenerate far faster than any normal human and with at least twice the resilience, he knew he would not have to hold back for fear of hurting her. He could fuck Miranda for as long as he wanted, for as hard as he could. The cock teasing Cerberus slut had been on his thoughts all the way through the final conflict, all while he was battling against the indoctrination which the Illusive man had clearly succumbed to. All while pulling himself together after Anderson's death and all while he was shooting up all three options that some ghost child had provided him with, before offing that smug little bastard as well, thus seeing to it that the Citadel sent out a pulse which spelled the end specifically for the Reapers. The damage done to the mass relays was huge, but even as they set to work on fixing the Earth one Miranda still featured in his mind. Apparently the relay had been fixed, but its destination system was hard to read and it needed to be tested... after it had sucked in the Normandy and flung it to some far corner of the universe, if it had not been smashed to pieces. With the need for a new ship, and the assembling of a crew to man it, Sheperd had set off to locate Miranda after he'd come round in the medical centre and been cleared for activity. It was time consuming, but not impossible, to track her down, calling in a few C-Sex favours. He was surprised that she was working behind the bar in a nightclub though, it left him unsure if it was some sort of undercover assignment she had given herself, or whether it was an urge to get away from it all. Regardless, she was needed aboard the new ship Victory and he wasn't going to take no for an answer, not regarding her serving aboard nor regarding her serving him! All he wanted was for her to start spreading her warm toned thighs and finally giving her tight juicy holes to him, just the way hed been wanting since he first heard her voice urging him ion after waking in some Cerberus medical bay. Her days of acting as a cock tease, a distraction and possibly a spy for Cerberus, were over and done with. Now, after saving the universe, he deserved a reward and he was going to reward himself with Miranda's flesh. Entering the bar he brushed off the attentions of a couple of waitresses and someone who was likely a whore, and almost missed Miranda with her new look. Striding over he placed his hands on the counter and leaned towards her. I have no idea what you are doing here Miranda, but the hair and glasses don't suit you, at all. You need to get changed, now, we're leaving. Is there somewhere we can talk privately? Let's go there. he told her in a matter of fact tone. He looked a little angry and impatient, certainly not in the mood to discuss matters or be kept waiting. Even with her void black hair concealed and her eyes shielded by frames, he could see the perfect little Cerberus whore who lay behind them, crafted to be fucked by her now dead father, no doubt, and allowed to flourish and engage in tactical combat missions by the Illusive man, only until he was ready to claim her himself. Genetically engineered to be the perfect fuck, the hottest woman, the centre of attention for anything with a pulse and a cock. He almost felt sorry for her trying to escape her fate, but he knew she would be better off with him. Someone was going to get hold of her and fuck her to rags, it should be Sheperd, saviour of the whole fucking universe, shouldn't it? His painfully hard cock said yes. Last edited Sep 22, 2018