Thread: Mass Effect: Jack/Miranda (AlureNova x Javorcek)

Now Jack was frantic with the amount of sexual tension coiling in her stomach. All she had to do was make it a couple of more minutes and then her and Miranda would be free to do whatever the hell they wanted for the rest of the night! She tried to form her exterior appearance into her usual rage-filled mask so that no one suspected how giddy she was on the inside. This lasted for most of the 20 minutes. Jack wolfed down her food in under 5, an old prison habit, and then rushed down to her hole in Engineering. Once there, she grabbed the toy that she had cleaned earlier but was still hidden under her pillow. Most of the crew was still bustling around upstairsfuckhow was she going to get this thing up there? She tried putting it into one of her pockets but the fake phallus was too big. If she carried it around, wrapped up in a shirt, people would probably ask her stupid ass questions figuring the Convict was probably carrying around drugs or illegal weapons or something. Shit The easiest way to smuggle the sensation-transmitting dildo would probably be for her to wear it. So the young biotic stripped down to nothing. She inserted the smaller end into her already wet sex, shivering as the toy synced itself to her body. With her Omnitool, she dialed down the sensation to 50 so that it didnt hurt her as she struggled to tuck the toy into a tight pair of boxer-briefs. She threw on a fresh pair of cargo pants and looked down to survey her work. Perfect! The bulge was pretty unnoticeable, no one would know unless they accidentally brushed into it. She finished getting dressed by pulling the leather straps that hid her nipples over her chest. Then she rushed back upstairs. No one paid much attention to Jack as she prowled around the ship. The crew had gotten used to her meandering about in her free time. Usually they were too absorbed in their routine to notice their surroundings anyways. So with just a furtive glance, it appeared no one was watching her or was around, so she ducked into the XOs Office. Miranda? Jack asked as the door shut and darkness enveloped her. What the hell? She had expected Miranda to be here, the Operative was never late to anything. Lights, 50 percent Jack called into the room. When the lighting didnt change she growled. Of course Miranda had it keyed to her own voice, it probably deterred people from coming around and snooping about when she wasnt here. Well, Jack was used to the darkness and in a couple of moments her eyes had fully adjusted to the almost pitch-black state of the room. Ohhh Miranda was going to be in so much trouble when Jack got her hands on her. Where the hell had she hidden the riding crop? The young biotic made her way over to the Operatives desk and started opening up drawers. She activated her Omnitool and used the soft light of it to help look through the stuff she had stored in there, finally finding the sleek leather crop in the bottom one. With a grin she took it out and placed it on the desk top and shut off her Omnitool immersing herself in total darkness once more. Now all she had to do was relax and play the waiting game. When Miranda finally appeared in the doorway, Jack was sitting back far enough that the artificial light from the hallway did not touch her. She saw her lover struggle to peer into the darkness of the room, probably searching for Jack. She could hear her and make out the Operatives gorgeous outline as she walked right by the desk that Jack was sitting so quietly at. She wondered for a moment if Mirandas eyes could adjust as well to pitch black as hers could. She hoped not, it would be an appropriate punishment to not let lover see a damn thing that was happening to her, especially since she seemed so intent on calling Jack beautiful all the time. Really Cheerleader? Still havent learned from last time to be ready and naked for me? I hope you remember your safe wordbecause I really dont like to be kept waiting. Jack smirked as she broke the silence and began kicking off her boots, the clunky things would make too much noise in the absolute silence of the room. Stay there, and keep the lights off. With that, Jack quietly padded to Mirandas prone form, riding crop in hand. WHACK! Jack brought the leather-tongued crop down onto Mirandas still covered rear. I dont- WHACK! want to see- WHACK! this fucking uniform- WHACK! on you- WHACK! when were are going to play. WHACK! Understand? Jack hated the Cerberus logo that was positioned right above Mirandas heart on that stupid uniform. While she was slowly coming to accept that Cerberus ruled Mirandas career, she liked to think that their private lives were shared between just the two of them. That being said, she didnt want to see that damn symbol anymore when her and Miranda were behind closed doors. Strip. Then on your hands and knees while I try to figure out a proper punishment for you being so fucking late.