Wayward

The Commander's hand seized her around the throat, her breath hitching in her chest as she felt herself pushed over the edge alongside him. Human seed jet into her insides, and the former Justicar moaned out into the recycled air of the ship, her voice creating a slight echo in the generous space of the observation deck.

"We have... two more for today, Samara... you sure you're up for it?"

"Yes Shepard..."

He rested his cheek against hers, breathing heavily as she felt his member twitch inside of her, and all she could do was shiver. Her reason for taking the oath in the first place had been about her errant daughter, but also, in no small part, to curb this particular side of hers. Now, with the war over and the Justicar order dissolved, her oath to a non-existent institution was gone with it, leaving her with just her emotions, just her desires and wants, something the dear Commander had coaxed out to the surface quicker than she'd care to admit.

Hence her current... predicament.

"Always wanted to try a Justicar." A hoarse voice behind her commented, Samara sighing as Shepard finally allowed her to lean forward, her chest resting against the railing.

"Former." She moaned, hearing a distinct bleeping and the other arrival's curses, once again, as his credit was denied by the nearby terminal. Samara noted from the corner of her eye how he set to frantically push at it again, as if repeated attempts would somehow change the outcome, and felt a smile curve at her lips.

"Still counts." The man commented, with Shepard slowly pulling out of her. Samara had taken her oath well before contact was made with humans, and had as such never had the opportunity to... partake of their kind. Her wild, younger days had seen her driven across the galaxy by her ravenous appetite, and she was fairly certain it would be easier to count the aliens she had not slept with than those she had - but no humans counted among them. At least until now, a mere week after... letting go, in a manner of speaking, of her oath, where human number nine and ten respectively were eagerly waiting for their turn.

"There we go, damn it."

The terminal gave an affirmative beep, and Samara felt her chest jump in anticipation. The warmth of Shepard's form was gone, leaving her in a wide stance on the metal flooring, her strong legs carrying her still despite it all - and then, another presence took his place.

"Well fellas, I warmed her up for you, so go right ahead."

"We expected to wear rubber?"

"Did you bring your own? I don't think there's been a single condom on this ship, ever."

"All the better."

The exchange was swift, and the door, previously locked, let out a pneumatic hiss before sliding open, the Commander's boots growing more distant in the corridor outside, until, finally, she was alone with the two... customers. They slowly closed in on her, their boots sliding and tapping against the floors below until she felt the heat of a body radiate against her behind.

"Hello there, Justicar."

She did not answer, nor he did not seem to want a response. Rough, calloused hands grabbed her around the waist, and in the blink of an eye, he was inside her, all the way down to the root. Samara moaned as she felt her buttocks push against his lower stomach, her insides stretched by his girth as the man groaned before immediately setting out to pleasing himself, and her by extension, his thrusts settling into an even, if rough, pace that she found very much agreeable.

"Actually... ahhh.. aren't you a... friend of Garrus?"

"Y-yes."

"Thought I... recognized you... from back then..."

Samara let her gaze turn, though not to look at the man behind her, focusing instead beyond his uniformed friend onto the purple, lit terminal on the table. His breath was suddenly hot on her neck, and his right hand came around to squeeze her right breast in a rough, possessive manner, eliciting an audible whimper from the former Justicar.

"Makes this.. oooh... all the more enjoyable."

"W-why so?"

"Tell me Justicar... have you ever... fucked a convict before?"

The terminal glowed before her. Thessia needed all the funds it could get for the rebuilding effort. This was, by all accounts, doing more to aid her kin than anything she could have done as a Justicar.

"C-criminal..."

It was why she was doing this, she told herself.

"Yeah.. and I'm going to... bust inside you... real soon."

It was also the one thought that pierced the noise of her climax, as it came rushing like a tidal wave.

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Angle 1:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/itchyunfoldedviceroybutterfly

Angle 2:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/coarseunwillingtowhee

Angle 3:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/darlingvirtualoxen

Angle 4:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/notedimaginarymadagascarhissingroach

Angle 5:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/thoughtfulsingleaztecant

Angle 6:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/cumbersomemotionlessladybird

Angle 7:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/maroonsmoothafricanwilddog

Angle 8:
https://www.redgifs.com/watch/flawedsilkyhylaeosaurus

Downloads:
EDIT (sound, small file size, sony vegas edited)
Compilation (compilation of EDIT angles into one video file)
RAW (no sound, large file size, raw render)

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Samara gets her time in the spotlight once more owing to the Alley Crew vote! I ended up not making this one Halloween themed owing to the transition of the months being in the middle of me working on it, but from hereon out, we'll have the spooky month theme set for the rest of October. While the Samara piece has its usual flaws, I am still pretty happy with how it turned out, so I hope you enjoy it :)

Thank you, as always, for your continued support and for all of your kind words! The weather remains nice and cool, and actually on par with what to expect for an October month, so it's high time for me to do a proper jacket switch on the coat hangers while still holding on to my wind breaker for as long as possible in spite of its poor insulation. Hope you're doing well out there, and that the weather is similarly... predictable, I guess, where you are.

Take care of yourselves, and each other!
/DH