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Star Wars - Malavai Quinn NSFW
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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex): he will ask you exactly what you need of him and he’ll have it prepared for you, he’ll bring water, oils to massage into your skin, prepare your bath, anything and everything
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): there isn’t just one thing this man can focus on , he’ll fixate on the most random things when it comes to you, it usually starts innocently its his mind wandering that turns things,,,weird, the way your neck looks when you throw your head back and laugh, the sway of your hips when you walk, your fingers when you grip something , the more he represses his needs, the more he wants you
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person): he is ashamed of how much he enjoys making a mess of both you and himself, getting cum stains out of imperial uniforms is hell but you make it worth it
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): I can see him as being into some type of roleplaying, the whole preparation for a scene, the discussion about your roles, the clothes you two get, all this anticipation and build up is foreplay on its own for him
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): he has his fair share of experience, good and bad, he isn’t comfortable discussing it but he definitely proves his experience with his actions, he gets so cocky when you praise him
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual): he likes the basics, why try something uncomfortable that has a 50/50 chance of working for either of you, when the basics already work just fine
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc): definitely on the more serious side, he can be playful and he always slips up with some very sweet gestures but he is just more composed in general
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.): keeps everything clean and smooth, smells very strongly of aftershave
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…): he can be very romantic when he wants to, he'll prepare you a nice dinner ,buy some expensive wine and then he'll serve you properly ,in more ways than one
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon): he usually does so to unwind, get you off his head for a bit, he’ll tap into one of his favourite fantasies of you ,bite into his gloves to muffle himself and try to get it over quickly, only dragging it out to try to replicate how you would touch him, he always feels guilty afterwards and it doesn’t even really help quell his need for you
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks): praise ,a light bdsm dynamic, roleplaying etc
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do): he doesn't want to push his luck with breaking any codes or laws, so will mostly settle for the privacy of your rooms, however, he does have his moments of clouded judgement where he’ll let his hands wander a bit too much for it to be appropriate
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going): he definitely has a big praise kink so any sort of compliment does it for him, call him a good boy and he is immediately dropping to his knees and spreading you open for him
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): bringing other people or being watched by others, he would hate it, this is your moment of privacy, something just for the two of you to share 
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc): this man is very very skilled with his mouth and fingers and he truly enjoys spending his time going down on you, will let you grind into his face for hours if thats what you want 
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.): slow and intentional, he works you methodically, pressing exactly where you need him, unless you ask for something else, he lives to please you
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): doesn't feel strongly about them either way, if it’s in his hand he wants to take his time with you, but he won’t deny you ,most of the time unless he is drowning in work, makes sure to make it up to you later though
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): not much of a risk taker ,wants things to be planned out ,wants to experiment but it has to be done properly for the best and most pleasant experience
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…): he knows exactly how to properly pace himself and will make sure to give you at least one orgasm before he is done, even if it means he finishes in his pants a second after you
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?): wants to pick things together, everything expensive and custom made and crafted just for the two of you to bring out in the bedroom
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): not really a tease ,can be playful but he just isn’t the type to tease, he also gets really frustrated if you tease him, he’ll hide it but the way he clenches his jaw and tightens his fingers on anything he is holding when you ask if he is okay says it all
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make): he starts out really quiet ,only panting and hissing through his teeth but the closer to cumming he gets, the whinier he is
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): absolutely a switch, he likes to let you manhandle him as much as he likes taking control from you, he’ll easily crawl for you one night and the other he’ll have you over his knee
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words): average size ,it flushes red much like the rest of him when he is horny
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?): he really yearns, shoves his emotions down and hopes they fizzle out eventually, tries to keep his mind on his work but the more he does it the more distracted he becomes
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): he tries to get as much work done as possible before he is exhausted ,he’ll apologise if you end up waking up cause of him and will put a bit of verbal struggle if you try to drag him back to bed, he goes easily if you use a petname though
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✨Hello✨ I really love the AC fics you do along with the other writers who also do AC. Arno Connor and Jacob are my favorites when growing up ❤️ and I feel guilty for ignoring them for 3 years (bc 22 is ending) bc I got back into the franchise 2 months ago and starting play rogue and AC3 after years of waiting
Anyways. I would love to see wolf hybrid!Connor who is very gentle kind and calm with his fem human!s/o who is a precious cinnamon roll that Connor loves and cherishes with his heart. but during mating seasons where his sexual personality gets so bad where he loses control of himself and goes feral and is terrified of hurting his s/o. But she doesn’t mind at all.
(This is my first time requesting NSFW…..if you don’t like this then ignore it and I’ll request something short to make it easy for you)
Modern!Connor not knowing the pocky/peperro challenge and his fem Japanese!s/o telling him about it and wanting to do it. 5 sticks of strawberry pocky later turns into a heat make out session (NSFW if you don’t mind)
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☾ ⋆゚ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 / 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: I went for the wolf hybrid one because that seemed fun hehe. Also thank you for putting your age in your bio! I have it in my rules that I won't take NSFW requests from blogs who don't display their age. I think the monsterfuckery from my sideblog might have bled into this a bit kdhfgsajfhg this is gonna make it look like I read werewolf porn but all this knowledge is acc from fox boys-
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒: wolf hybrid! Ratonhnhaké:ton | Connor Kenway x Reader
𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 1.0k
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: NSFW content, MDNI, smut, wolf! hybrid Connor, heat cycles, creampies, overstimulation, knotting
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The small bedroom was filled with the sounds of Connor’s hips harshly smacking into yours, the squelching of your pussy taking every deep and relentless thrust, your shared sounds of pleasure and Connor’s tail thumping against the mattress beneath you. 
You had lost track of how many times his insatiable fucking had made you come by now, your orgasm a mere tingling feeling in your belly while your abdomen remained taut, walls milking his cock. You could feel the slow trickle of your wetness and his cum down your thighs, spread apart with your ass raised in the air while your face was buried in the pillows, large hands on your hips to bruise your delicate flesh and pull you back onto his dick. 
How did you end up with your sweet boyfriend fucking you within an inch of your life like this? Quite simply put: he was in a rut. He had been avoiding you for days with the most recent change of the season and it worried you. Did you upset him somehow? Did you do something to offend him? 
He had tried to push you away when you approached with quivering hands and teary eyes, unable to bear not knowing what you had done to deserve having him treat you this way and seeing you so upset – yet also teary-eyed and pouty – had been the last test of Connor’s restraint. He had to explain to you that with being a wolf hybrid came… instinctual side effects that he could not hide from. You were such a soft and sweet thing and he had been keeping his distance as he knew the frailty of his restraint in times such as this and the last thing he ever wanted was to hurt you, his precious little lover. Yet, you had grasped his large hand in both of yours and knelt on the bed beside him – which had been all rearranged to resemble more of a nest – and told him that you wanted to be there for him always, no matter what you had to do to help him out. 
He didn’t have the strength to turn you away, thinking with his cock more so than his brain that was telling him to send you away. 
And so here you were, one of his hands leaving your hip in favour of pushing down on your back, sliding over your spine until he could wrap his fingers around the back of your neck and push you down, securing you in such a submissive position while fucking his cum deeper inside of you. He couldn’t help but groan in response to the yelp you let out when his fanged teeth nipped into your shoulder, marking you as his alongside the myriad of love bites and bruises he had already littered your body with. 
“Gonna make you take all I’ve got, gonna give it all to you…” There was an edge of a whine to his voice as his breath fanned hotly over your ear, the weight of his body and his hold on you pinning you down between the mattress. You could only dumbly nod, eyes rolling back into your head at all the immense pleasure as you reached back to weave your fingers messily through his dark and damp hair. It had been half-tied back to start off with and yet you could feel no band in it now as you tangled dark locks around your fingers and pushed your palm up even higher to scratch the ears atop his head. You could feel how his body shuddered against you in response to your touch and how his hips faltered. “All of it… please? Please, will you let me?” You put your blind trust into Connor and nodded your head against the pillows, feeling where your hair was sticking to your face with sweat. 
“Yes, yes, Ratonhnhaké:ton, please, yes!” You let out breathlessly and felt one of his arms wrapped around your waist to hold you flush against his body as his cock continued to bully into you, stroking past your sweet spot and ramming into your cervix with each thrust. You let out a whimper when a pinch of pain – nothing too discomforting – underlied his harsh fucking and you suddenly realised how he felt so much bigger inside of you than before. “C-Connor?” You asked in a wavering voice. 
“I know, I know, just need to…” You yelped when he suddenly bottomed out into you, his cock feeling impossibly thick at its base and yet the sensation was soothed by the feeling of his hot cum pouring stickily into your used hole. There was so much more of it than before and you felt more full than you ever could have imagined with his cock stopping anything from escaping where your bodies met. You pushed yourself up on shaky forearms but Connor’s body pushed you back down as he rested enough of his weight on you to keep you down but not enough to crush you. You could feel the fur of his tail as it slowly wagged behind him, tickling your thighs as it did so. “Don’t-” His words were divided by panted breaths, “-try to get up… Need to let it go down first…” 
“Did you… did you knot me?” You asked quietly, voice weak from the previous activities as you allowed yourself to go utterly limp beneath him. 
“‘M sorry…” He nuzzled into the back of your neck, tip of his cock feeling so oversensitive at being buried so deep in your pulsing walls still. 
“No, no, it’s alright…” You murmured, “Just surprising is all, I didn’t think that you meant… I mean I didn’t think that you could even do that…” You let out a small laugh and he pouted as he hid his face in your hair out of embarrassment. Once more you reached back to pet his hair and ears. 
“Feeling better though?” 
“Much.” He replied, relief heavy in his voice, “Thank you, my love.” 
“No need to thank me. I’m always here to help, no matter what it is you need…” 
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the hobbit except thorin is shirtless the entire time
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He was deciding whether to cut her throat or love her forever. Right. Yes. The usual choices.
Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
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“Connor Grunting Compilation”
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James McAvoy as Lord Asriel HIS DARK MATERIALS (2019-2022) — Season 3 (2022)
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It took me two years but I finally, finally finished AC3.
This is for all those times I winced for Haytham’s poor joints. 
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With a fine picture of Ezio ye yonder - imagine, if AC 1-3 ark was more stretched out in time, and Desmond's hair grew out long enough to be tied back. And since I'm a sucker for conspiracy theories in story universes, when at Monteriggioni Dean nd chances a walk outside. Obviously, someone sees. Say, an elderly citizen? And then they have to do a double-take cause seeing Desmond is like seeing a ghost from parent's stories
First of all: long-haired Desmond, mmmyeesss.
Okay but, what if, one of the oldest families in Monteriggioni has an actual portrait of Ezio in their living room? Some kind of family heirloom, maybe a descendant of one of Mario's mercenaries or maybe even the descendant of the art store owner!
So they see Desmond and they're like "holy shit, he looks exactly like the portrait in our living room! Down to the freaking scar!"
Then they remember that the painting had a title.
"The True Ruler of Monteriggioni."
So now the entire town is gossiping about it.
It's true! Roberto's son saw him with his own eyes!
His son?! The town drunk???
I saw him too! It's a ghost I tell you! The true ruler of Monteriggioni has returned from the grave!
A ghost wearing a hoodie and jeans???
So now people are checking out the Villa even though they're not allowed inside and our poor Assassin cell has no choice but to try and keep quiet and just listen as the people of Monteriggioni walk all over the villa finding clues
Shaun: This is all your fault, Desmond.
Desmond: How was I supposed to know they have a painting of Ezio??? Who keeps a portrait of a guy they're not even related to anyway???
Rebecca: Uuuhhh... pretty sure a lot of 'art enthusiasts' do that? Also, have you seen Ezio? He's hot. I even have him as my phone's wallpaper. See? (shows phone)
Desmond: Serious- Oh, wow. That's a hot photo.
Rebecca: Right?
Shaun: (takes deep breaths to calm himself)
Lucy: (keeps quiet while quickly changing her phone bg of Altaïr)
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I don't think Raid Shadow Legends actually exists. I think it's some sort of astral predator that feeds off ennui and suffering. I think if you play Raid Shadow Legends for a few hours, your roommate will be like "hey what're you playing?" And when you show them you're phone there will just be a blank space on your home screen.
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As much as we all love this sad skrunkly wet cat, let us not forget that he is, at heart, a stone-cold badass
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who keeps giving her these things
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Love these!!!
I drew a bunch of animal crossing characters as humans!
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a beth x space beth conversation that ended up making me do a 10 page colour comic.
i think the only person space beth would ever talk 2 about their insecurities over rick's perceived choice would be beth, sure she's is over it but i dont think she ever got anyone to talk 2 anyone about it who'd REALLY get it so this is finally some catharsis for her.
also this comic finally made me actually understand how sunsets work????????
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You write the assassins so well thank you for blowing my last request outta the park ☀️ could I please request another? Could you do the assassins with a reader who fell asleep on them while traveling and drools / snores / talks nonsense in their sleep? Do they make fun of reader? Do they never speak of it? Do they find it adorable or is it more adorable to see the blush spread upon telling reader they did such things? Would there be a difference in pre relationship teasing and post relationship teasing? Please do with this what you can, Ty very much! 💜
☕️ | how the assassins would act with the reader asleep on them during a travel
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🏷 request /𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: just thinking about it, all of this is so sweet. Probably if I fell asleep on the shoulder of any of them, due to my involuntary reflexes and my involuntary kicks, they would throw me away. I hope you like it.
• headcanons, please be respectful
• contains soft themes x reader + quotes
• they/them reader used
• ch: Altaïr, Ezio, Connor, Edward, Arno, Jacob + Desmond
• (if you want to ask for headcanons feel free to write me)
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He drives the horse that holds the carriage while traveling, so he never sits next to you, it rarely happens, this is because he wants to make sure for your safety, that no one takes advantage of the low guard to take you elsewhere or set traps. The journeys with Altaïr are silent, not always for the purpose of relaxation, there is always a tense air. And for this Altaïr often feels guilty towards you. I guess sleeping is the best option to pass the time, silence is probably unbearable in that situation, and Altaïr himself is aware of it. While he is concentrated on holding the bridle that guides the horse along the dirt roads, he is concerned with making the journey as less tumultuous as possible, afraid that during your rests you may hit the head. Knowing that occasionally you start talking in your sleep, gives him a reason to prick up his ears and listen to you, without daring to say a word. Your sleepy voice gives him a sense of home. He is convinced that it’s the unconscious that speaks during the sleep, so he likes listening to what really goes through your head, without filters. He likes to listen to you, even when you say nonsense things. Once off the horse, finding you still asleep, he would gently wipe your humid lips, arranging your head so you can be comfortable and safe from any bumps. Yes, Altaïr would get down several times, making stops along the way to make sure everything in the carriage is fine. Or once in a quiet place, only then Altaïr world join you in the carriage, carrying you leaning on him, so that he could be beside you for a while, taking a break from the journey.
𝐄𝐙𝐈𝐎
He's not a person who particularly likes to travel, especially long ones, as he gets impatient quickly, but having you next to him helps handle the entire journey, it gives him an extra twist. He hopes he can find topics to talk about or activities to do to pass the time, and it happens that while he goes on and on, you fell asleep on his shoulder long ago.
“ Am I really that boring dolcezza? “
With a sigh he would agree to let you rest, focusing his attention exclusively on you, who are certainly the most interesting thing of the whole trip. In a spiteful way, he would leave delicate caresses along the neck or hips, lightly tickling, laughing in silent giggles. He's torn between wanting to let you rest, so not wake you up, and hoping you'll wake up by yourself so you can talk to him again. He likes the idea of ​​making you lie down with your head on his lap so he can enjoy your embarrassed face when you wake up, saying that it was you who wanted to lie there, so as to embarrass you even more, he loves your reactions. And certainly the travel will be even more interesting if you start talking in your sleep or snoring, Ezio would struggle to hold back the laughter, literally choking. It would entertain him for sure.
𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐑
For travel he prefers to use the horse without a carriage, this would slow down the journey and your arrival at the destination. Connor also prefers to keep you in front of him so he can keep you safe as he gallops across the grasslands, between his legs, resting your back against his chest. Connor would be the one to hold the horse's bridle and lead it, but he wouldn't forbid you to do the same for him. Sleeping is not comfortable on horseback, but it’s Connor himself who suggests you to turn against him and rest your chest on his, while straddling his legs. If you are able to fall asleep cradled by the gallop of the horse, on his big shoulder, he would use a hand to hold you steady by the nape, fingers in your hair, letting you rest during the road. It will be his concern to make everything calm for you. Often, once you two get off the horse, a big saliva stain has formed on his clothes, but he doesn't care, it only confirms that you have rested well, and for Connor si the important thing.
“ I have done everything to make the trot less annoying as possible, for your rest. “
𝐄𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃
Travels for Edward and his crew are at the order of the day, and this involves great fundamental collaboration between the crew on the bridge of the ship and the captain at the helm. That you're part of the crew and have your own job, or you're simply Edward's traveling companion on his beloved ship, the calm waters offer moments of rest that everyone can't wait to have, so you and Edward take the opportunity to retire to rest. He often invites you to climb the mainmast to get some fresh air, or to the hold when your numb body needs more comfortable rest. Edward takes care of wrapping you around the hips with one arm to make sure you don't fall, when you're high on the mainmast. The wind that flows through your hair, especially in the sunny days, and the warmth of the captain's shoulder next to you, while the ship sail the seas, make you fall asleep on him. Edward likes this feeling, whether you're friends or lovers, it satisfies him to hold you like that, aware that you want it too. He especially appreciates if you're the one asking him directly to use him as an improvised mattress. He just pats you on the back in your sleep, listening with amusement to your sleepy verses, indulging in a laugh at your snoring, looking at the sky. Stuck in that position, no matter what is happening on the bridge of the ship, Edward, captain Edward, would not come down and risk waking you. Expect him to talk you back if you start talking nonsense in your sleep, as if you two were “having a conversation”, ironically, and then, when you wake up, he'll tell you everything about what you two “spoke about”.
𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐎
Ever since Arno took it upon himself to lead the French Assassin’s creed, he had the need to move often from place to place, and he couldn't separate himself from you. He made you understand, without saying it explicitly, that he couldn't have done it without you, so you decided to follow him to personally support him in his endeavor. During the carriage rides, to repay your precious support, he always takes care of making sure you have everything you need for the journey, fresh water, good food, but above all he makes sure that you can rest in the best possible way. It’s usually Arno who suggests you to take a nap, so he precedes your falling asleep, he understands your need for rest from the expression of your face. He'd rather pay someone to drive the carriage, so he can stay in the back with you and make sure you can rest comfortably, leaning against his chest, carefully holding you with a gentle hold on your back. During your rest, Arno limits itself to remaining silent in case you start to mutter random and meaningless words. Eventually he would end up letting out a contained smile, holding back a laugh. He finds it cute after all. He would pat your head patiently, silently listening to your words in your sleep. He would only mention this once you two arrived at your destination, with an ironic smile.
“ I didn't know you were such a big talker. “
𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐁
Driving carriages at high speed is his passion, but when it comes to accompany you, his priorities become different: he leaves the horses to Evie or to a coachman and rushes to open the door for you like a gentleman, taking a seat next to you, as how he would be excited at taking the front row seat in a London fight club. He would keep you company through his funny eloquence, exhibiting jokes, even of bad taste, that make you laugh for that reason. Hearing you fall asleep on his shoulder, he would initially remain motionless, taken by surprise, and then, slowly, he would bring an arm around you, leaning on the back of the seat, looking innocently away, seizing the opportunity.
“ Yes, I got you darling.. “
He always has a handkerchief by the hand, it wouldn't be a problem for Jacob to wipe your lips from drools, finding it cute, a bit disgusting, but cute. Don't worry about the snoring, at the end of the trip you'll be the first to wake up, realizing that Jacob ended up asleep next to you too, snoring louder than you, with the hat slipping over his sleeping face.
𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃
Considering the fact that no one trusts Desmond to drive, it's Shaun who decides to drive every time, even if he ends up complaining anyway. Desmond is holed up in the back seats, and you don't mind being in the back, so you end up sitting next to him. Your company is more than appreciated, he feels less judged talking to you, especially when it comes to long journeys. I have the feeling that Desmond is carsick, so talking and distraction is great medicine to keep him away from feeling sick, especially if he's tense because of an important upcoming mission against the Templars. Realizing that you need to take a nap, he would look out the car window so as not to disturb you, not despising your leaning on his shoulder. Slurping words in your sleep would get Shaun's attention behind the wheel.
“ They says more sensible things in their sleep than you when you are awake, Desmond. “
“ Shut the hell up, Shaun. “
“ Oh, and they are drooling on your hoodie. “
“ I know, Shaun, give me a tissue, I don't want to wake them up. “
“ My hands are on the wheel, I can't. “
“ I hate you. “
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Hey I heard you like Starfires
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N7 Month Day 27: Ardat-Yakshi
(AO3 Link - It's a steamy one, folks. It's Shakarian and probably the most substantial smut I've posted in years. Also the longest of these fills so far. NB: Ardat-Yakshi fics can be ripe for dubcon, but I promise there isn't any here.)
Once Morinth was dead and Shepard and Samara were back on the Normandy, Shepard opted to skip her usual stop by the armory and headed straight for her cabin. Distantly, she heard Kelly mention something about new messages, but her inbox was among the furthest things from her mind at the moment.
As soon as the door slid shut behind her, she shed her armor in a haphazard trail to the bathroom sink, but no matter how much cold water she splashed on her face, she couldn't shake it. She felt like she was on fire. That goddamn-
When she finally looked up long enough to catch a glimpse of her reflection, she groaned. Her neck was covered in sweat, and her entire face was flushed a deep crimson. In any other situation, she'd be reporting to the medbay to figure out what the hell she'd been exposed to, but Samara had already warned her about what she was dealing with. And she would really, really rather keep the situation to herself.
"An Ardat-Yakshi's powers are designed to heighten sexual arousal and lower inhibitions," Samara had explained. "You have resisted her, but it appears that some of the... side effects remain with you."
According to her, it would probably pass on its own. Probably. Christ, Shepard hoped so. The last thing she wanted was to go to Chakwas with Terminally Horny Disease.
If they'd been anywhere but Omega, she'd have had half a mind to go find herself a hookup to take the edge off, but she wasn't eager to find out what kind of new and interesting STIs she might catch from this place. No, she'd just have to sweat it out.
Or... 'go it alone', as it were.
She let out a harsh sigh and pushed off of the counter to head down into her cabin, unzipping her undersuit along the way. After a thoroughly unceremonious stripping down, she had enough presence of mind to dig her vibrator out of her nightstand drawer before collapsing onto the bed in a naked, sweaty heap.
Shepard took a couple of deep breaths, trying to clear away at least some of the haze obscuring her mind. Even as keyed up as she was, she knew she wouldn't be able to come without some kind of... mental stimulation, and getting up to dig out a datapad was absolutely out of the question. So she closed her eyes and tried using her imagination. Memories were always most effective for her, so she went back to her last shore leave hookup. It had been an excellent one - another human woman with thick brown curls and extremely kissable lips.
They'd gotten so worked up making out in a dark corner of the bar that they'd stripped each other naked as soon as they'd walked in the door to the woman's apartment. Jeannie, she was pretty sure her name was? Shepard closed her eyes and reached one hand down to start circling her clit - so goddamn swollen already - as she remembered Jeannie's full lips wrapping around her nipple, sucking and licking like she'd never tasted anything better. Shepard had grabbed the back of Jeannie's head to encourage her, slipping her fingers into her fringe-
Shepard's fingers froze.
Hang on.
Into her what?
The altered memory was there, and then it was gone, Jeannie back in place leaving tiny nips on the curve of Shepard's breast. 'Weird,' she thought before resuming her hand's movements. She skipped ahead in her memory to the other woman's head between her legs, licking at her clit and slipping a finger inside her. Shepard took that moment to click on her vibrator with her free hand and start running it between her folds, gathering the abundant moisture she found there. Jesus, she was pretty sure she'd never been this wet.
She closed her eyes again, and Jeannie was sliding a second finger in now. She gripped Shepard's thigh to hold her open, talons just slightly digging into-
Shepard nearly dropped her vibrator.
Okay, what the fuck?
She tried to focus on the image this time and-
Oh. Oh shit.
Her eyes flew open with a gasp. Obviously, her mind was drifting from the memory of her hookup to some fantasy about a turian (and it had to be a fantasy, as she'd never been with one before). And if that was all it was, she could've gone with it. Nothing wrong with discovering new 'interests'.
The problem was, it wasn't just any turian in her mind's eye. It was Garrus. Technically her subordinate, but more importantly, the closest friend she had. And suddenly, just picturing his face was making her whine with arousal.
Goddamn Ardat-Yakshi.
At least she could blame it on that. This could... just be a one-time thing. Rub one out thinking about Garrus, avoid eye contact for a couple days, then go back to normal. This wouldn't be happening if her body weren't full of stupid asari pheromones or whatever the hell it was, so she wouldn't need to worry about it again.
Still, she'd make sure she had some porn available next time she needed to get off. Just to be safe.
Hesitantly, Shepard started circling her fingers around her clit again, relaxing back into the pillow. Her "Intro to Xenobiology" class was a long time ago, so her memory of what a naked turian looked like was a bit fuzzy, but she had enough basics to make do. Since she didn't know where his erogenous zones would be, her fantasy would have to mostly focus on him pleasing her, but hey, that was kind of what fantasies were for, right?
Still... she could admit to some academic curiosity about what he would like.
She came back to where she'd been before, with Garrus's head at her breast, tongue lapping at her nipple. Except this time, he also had a hand between her legs, stroking at her clit much like her own was in real life. She hummed in pleasure and started moving a bit faster. "You're so wet," he'd say, and damn, why could she imagine that so well?
Shepard brought her vibrator back into the mix as Fantasy Garrus licked his way down her body, settling himself between her legs like her forgotten hookup had. He ran a finger between her folds and she groaned, pushing her hips toward her vibrator, toward his hand, before he pulled it back and ran his tongue (she was pretty sure turians had long tongues) straight up her slit. "Garrus," she moaned, and she was too far gone to be scandalized that she'd said that out loud.
"Mm..." he purred. "You like that?"
"God, yes." She knew somewhere in the back of her mind that the Garrus she knew, the one who was probably down in the Main Battery at that very moment toiling away on his calibrations, probably wouldn't be this smooth and confident in real life.
At least not at first.
Refusing to unpack that thought, she slowly slid her vibrator between her folds, turning the speed up a notch, while the Garrus in her mind's eye crawled over her and held her face in his hands. And while some part of her knew that that kind of affection was way beyond what this fantasy was supposed to be about, her mind was rapidly clearing of all coherent thought as her vibrator - and Garrus - bottomed out inside of her. She moaned, more loudly than usual, and arched her back just slightly, relishing the stretch in her cunt. Slowly, keeping her fingers moving on her clit, she pulled the vibrator out and pressed back in with more force, imagining Garrus doing the same. 'What would he really feel like?' she couldn't stop herself from wondering. She was almost certain that turians had cocks, but anything more specific than that was a mystery.
But there would be time to find the answer to that one later. For now, she kept fucking herself while the Garrus in her fantasy fucked her, murmuring praise in her ear ("You feel amazing, you're so tight for me, so good..."). She panted as she moved faster and faster, wishing she could feel the full force of Garrus's powerful hips slamming into her, his plates rubbing against her nipples, hands gripping her hips-
Shepard felt the tension low in her belly snap as her orgasm flowed in shockwaves throughout her body, and she turned to bite her pillow to muffle her scream. She was not typically a screamer, but it seemed her artificially heightened arousal had her doing a lot of things she wouldn't normally do. She swore she could practically feel Garrus coming inside of her, his groans in her ear, and she pictured herself wrapping her arms around him and pulling him close...
Then, all at once, her orgasm died down and the image dissolved.
She opened her eyes and pulled her vibrator out of herself, clicking it off and tossing it on the bed next to her. As she caught her breath, she took stock. While still disgustingly sweaty, the feverishness had died down, and she was quickly starting to feel cold as the sweat cooled on her skin. A shower would have to be next on her to-do list. She definitely wasn't horny anymore, so coming had apparently been what she needed to cure the state that Morinth had put her in, but now she had a new problem to solve:
She very much wanted her fantasy back.
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Malik: I swear to Allah, if karma doesn't fuck you then I will
Altaïr: I can't tell if that's supposed to be a threat or a pick up line
Malik: I'm still deciding
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