(Trigger warning - non-con
elements
.)
Mordin Solus held the tube of Commander Jane Shepard's sperm, watching it closely against the light. The white, thick liquid, filling the vial to the very cork, looked completely ordinary given its origin - being produced by a pair of huge balls Cerberus gave the female soldier in addition to a gargantuan cock.
"I assume there was no issue with collecting it?" He asked, glancing at the commander and smiling slightly.
Jane didn't feel irritated when she noticed that. After all, she had to look quite funny: a 7-foot-tall, muscular woman blushing so much that her skin color matched her crimson red hair. But given that the sample was the result of handjob-turned-blowjob Shepard's old physician Karin Chakwas unexpectedly gave her - despite the commander's earlier resolve to not use her cock for sex - some kind of embarrassed expression was expected.
"I need some time to examine that," Mordin continued. "After all, finding means to stop the seeker swarms is the priority. In the meantime, you may proceed with recruiting your team. Or whatever else you want to do, you're the leader after all," he concluded and got back to work Shepard's appearance in his lab interrupted.
And Jane did just that. She proceeded with recruitment and soon Garrus Vakarian - her old turian friend who two years ago helped her stop Sovereign, Saren, and the geth from taking control of the Citadel - joined Zaeed Massani, Mordin Solus, and the others on the Normandy. Recruiting the Archangel - a moniker the former C-Sec assumed while vigilating on the station - set the commander against the combined forces of three mercenary companies, but ultimately the redhead Amazon and her team prevailed.
And the item Jane found on this mission proved to be pivotal: the datapad containing the mercenaries' plan to unite against Aria T'Loak after dealing with Archangel.
The first time Shepard met Aria T'Loak was right after arriving on Omega, before recruiting Mordin and having oral sex with Chakwas.
Right after the landing, the commander was approached by a batarian who requested her to come to the club Afterlife and see his boss. Usually, Jane would ignore such an order, but something in the thug's attitude convinced her to do as he asked. Maybe the fact that he didn't flinch under her gaze which suggested he felt really confident under T'Loak's protection - not many people could stand straight when a 7-foot-tall Amazon regarded them with a look as fiery as her hair.
Quite unexpectedly to Shepard, Aria turned out to be a purple-skinned asari; not many of her species were serving as crime bosses. The moment Jane saw her for the first time burned bright into her memory, not only because of the above, but foremost because of how Aria was positioned. With her back to the entrance, her ass was on clear display, dressed in skin-tight pants emphasizing its size and shape; the view was enough to arouse the usually calm and collected soldier. And when T'Loak turned toward Jane, her new position proved to be no better for the commander's beating heart, boiling blood, and pulsing cock.
Because, damn - Aria was hot. Shepard had got to know multiple asari in her life, and all of them - Tevos, Sha'ira, Liara, Shiala - were beautiful in their own way. But Aria wasn't beautiful - she was sexy. Her body was tall, lean, and muscular, and the clothes she was wearing were tailored to show it off perfectly. Even her face was more sexy than pretty, with sharp features that made her look like a bird of prey. Jane was so lost in horniness that she could barely hear what the asari was saying.
"You run Omega?" She asked the first question that came to her mind, hoping it'd fit whatever Aria said.
The asari laughed, hearing it, and her laugh was both sexy and scary, the latter only enhancing the former.
"I
am
Omega!" She responded after a quick pause, facing the window overseeing the club. And Shepard believed her right away. There was so much certainly, so much power in the asari's voice that the commander knew it was a complete and utter truth. T'Loak's self-confidence was even sexier than her look.
"I'm the boss, CEO, queen if you're feeling dramatic. It doesn't matter. Omega has no titled ruler and only one rule." Aria continued in the same, intolerant of any opposition tone and Jane found herself trembling in anticipation to learn this rule.
"Don't
fuck
with Aria," T'Loak said and smiled, and Jane found her knees weakening right away. If she wouldn't get an unwanted cock from Cerberus, she would be happy to try to break that rule. In the current situation though, she just sat with Aria and asked her about Doctor Solus and Archangel's whereabouts.
But despite the initial attraction, ultimately Shepard didn't like Aria T'Loak. The reason for it was Omega being... well, awful. Every step she took on the station showed Jane how unjust life there was. The gangs ruled the street, the weak had no protection against the strong, and background voices were full of hate and disdain. Filth, stench, and poverty poured out from every corner.
Aria should change it, or at least try. She had the strength, the people, and the charisma to do so. Instead, she chose to stay at her club, control the station from afar, and wallow in wealth and power.
So as much as Shepard was turned on by T'Loak's look and demeanor, she was repulsed by her inaction. Even their second meeting, taking place after recruiting Mordin but before having a tryst with Chakwas didn't change that. Although Aria showed Jane a more benevolent side and care for her friends (or at least one friend, an old krogan called Patriarch), it somehow made it even worse. Because it had shown that Aria in fact
had been
able to act with sympathy and kindness, but deliberately
had chosen
to not do so. And that was something Jane could neither understand nor support.