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-Thessia-

-Serrice-

It was a widely shared opinion that the asari homeworld, Thessia, was one of the most beautiful planets in Citadel space. As John navigated the narrow streets of Downtown Serrice, he found that opinion to be his own, as well. The planet was gorgeous, with lush vegetation and architectural marvels covering the surface of the world. As John took the time to glance at the populace, he found the planet's inhabitants to be equally beautiful.

Each asari was a lovely shade of blue, warm and inviting. Each step they took was full of grace and form. Their dresses were long and flowing, covered in intricate patterns and colors, often showing their elegant legs and clinging to their lithe bodies, showing off their numerous curves.

' An entire planet of these blue beauties! I love my life!'

It was at that moment that John realized he had made the best decision in his life when he chose Thessia as the place to spend his time on leave.

John wore his uniform, mostly because he didn't want to waste time unpacking. Also he knew he look damn good in it.

After a few more moments of walking, John came across a small café. It resembled some of the stores back on the metropolis that was Earth, having the actual store be the ground floor of the building, while the owners probably lived in the apartments above. It looked like a nice enough place, not too crowded, but still had enough customers to be busy. The patrons were a mix of different races, a few salarians here or there, but mostly asari.

When John entered the building, his nose was greeted with a sweet, nutty smell. It was almost like coffee.

John strolled up to the counter, taking a seat on an empty stool. He waited patiently for the waitress to take his order, letting the aroma of asari coffee fill his nostrils.

It wasn't too long before his vision was graced with the appearance of one gorgeous asari. Her skin was a dark blue, and white facial markings framed her pretty face. She had full lips, made for kissing, her upper lip colored white, like her facial markings. Her eyes were large orbs of blue, almost luminescent. They looked so... young. Not innocent, no, but definitely young. She was a maiden most likely.

' With a sex-drive to boot'

"Hi there! Welcome to Alestra's Café! My name is Pelena! Is there anything you'd like to drink?" Her voice was bright and bubbly, music to John's ears. Her enthusiasm sounded genuine, unlike other stores where the happiness was forced.

John smiled a charming grin that would make most women swoon. Pelena smiled back, if not a bit shyly.

"You got anything good?" John asked. Pelena nodded excitedly.

"Yes! We have a large variety of drinks that you may enjoy. Do you prefer something robust," Pelena's face grew brighter as she spoke, a new look in her eyes, suggestive, "Or perhaps something sweet?"

Pelena posed in a way as if she was presenting herself. She was subtle about it, though. The way she did it wasn't whore-ish. John flashed a knowing look towards her.

' You certainly look delicious'

John pushed those thoughts to the back of his head, focusing back on the drinks.

Sweet. John liked the sound of that. He'd been drinking nothing but water or booze the past few months. It was time for a change of pace.

"I'd like something sweet. Anything you'd recommend?" John decided.

Pelena looked up slightly, off into space, thinking. A moment later, she snapped her fingers.

"I think you'd enjoy some Rinya. It's sweet, but not too unbearable. It not hot, but it warms you, flows through your body." Pelena explained, gesturing to herself, as if to show how the drink worked.

"Sounds like my kind of drink. I'll try it."

"Okay then! I'll be right back!" John could've sworn he caught a wink before she left to the kitchen.

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Pelena entered the kitchen, a skip evident in her step. The room was quiet, almost empty. The only people working in the café besides her were Orana, her maiden friend and fellow employee, and Alestra, Matron and the owner of the store.

Alestra had come to be like a second mother to Pelena. She took her in as an employee during hard times, offering a place to stay in the apartments above the café, rent free. In exchange, Pelena worked as a waitress, though she really couldn't complain. She loved her job.

Alestra was busy serving and conversing with the customers, believing that the "personal touch" was something many stores lacked. It did wonders for the café's reputation.

Pelena found Orana working simultaneously on several dishes, something she couldn't comprehend. Yet, Orana was able to get every order right. Pelena skipped over to her friend, tapping her lightly on her shoulder.

Without looking up, Orana knew it was her.

"Hello, Pelena." She greeted curtly

"Orana."

"You sound happier than usual. How cute is he? Or is it a she?" Orana asked, one could hear the smile in her voice.

"It's a 'he'." Pelena all but giggled. "A human. A hot human."

"Wasn't the last one 'hot' as well?" Orana snorted.

"But she didn't have such gorgeous eyes! Nor a body sculpted by the Goddess herself!" Pelena gushed.

Orana stopped working, shooting a look at Pelena. This she had to see.

Both asari leaned through the kitchen door, poking their heads out into the café. Orana scanned the crowd until she came across what was, in her opinion, a fine specimen of humanity. Dark hair shaved close to the head, a strong jaw, deep blue eyes filled with purpose, and, as Pelena said, a body that appeared to be sculpted by the Goddess herself.

' Thank the Goddess for form-fitting Alliance uniforms'

Both asari quickly retracted back into the kitchen. Pelena smiled dreamily, no doubt thinking of the many things she would do to the human if she ever got him in her grasp. Orana was equally affected, her light purple face now a darker shade.

There was something about human males that drove them both wild. Maybe they liked the masculinity. Maybe it was the fact that human men were seen as the 'exotic flavor' now, a role previously filled by the drell, and before them, the turians. It didn't matter.

"Goddess... did you speak with him?" Orana asked, excitedly.

Pelena nodded slyly, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Orana smirked at her friend.

"Lucky you. Did you flirt?"

"I may have dropped a few hints." Pelena said with mock modesty, before getting somewhat serious again. "He wanted some Rinya, do we have any?"

"Sure, there are a couple bottles in the pantry." Orana gestured towards the back of the kitchen, returning to her work.

Pelena nodded, heading towards the pantry. She pulled out a bottle of the sweet drink and poured a glass of it. She added some cream into the mix, for some extra flavor, before putting everything away and heading back towards the bar.

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John sat patiently on his stool, thinking random thoughts, when Pelena returned with his drink. He smiled as she set the glass down in front of him, her eyes never leaving his.

"Well?" She asked, gesturing to the drink, "Let me know what you think!"

John nodded politely, taking a hold of the tall glass and bringing it to his lips. Pelena watched intently.

John took a sip. Then, a gulp. The smooth, sweet fluid flowed into his mouth, down his throat. At first, John was disappointed. It tasted just like any generic drink. The surprise came when it hit his stomach. An explosion of warmth spread throughout his body, stretching to every nerve, it was like someone lit a fire within a once cold soul. The feeling was amazing.

John set the drink down, smiling widely at Pelena. She looked giddy at his expression, almost proud of it.

"I'm going to assume you liked it?" Pelena giggled.

"You assume correctly. That was great!"

John caught a faint hint of a blush on Pelena's face.

"We'll if you need anything else, let me know." Another wink and Pelena skipped off to wait on other customers.

John quickly downed the rest of the drink, letting the warmth overwhelm him.

A moment passed, and John began to feel strange. The warmth was now at his very core. He could feel his very heart beat within his chest. Every sense was amplified. The noises were now exquisite, the feel of his own mouth aroused him. The stool beneath him was now the softest chair he ever sat in.

John's breathing became deep, his chest rising and falling. He was losing control of his thoughts. Everything became sensual, carnal. Everyone he looked at, all he saw were the ways he could love them, fuck them.

An asari was now in front of him. It wasn't Pelena. At least, he didn't think it was.

She looked worried, almost scared of him. Her mouth was moving, but John wasn't listening.

John just sat there and breathed.

His chest rose and fell.

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"Orana! Pelena! What drink did you serve this man?" Alestra, the elder asari asked, her tone uneasy. She kept her eyes on John, the human seated before her. His jaw was clenched, he looked as if he was trying to keep control of himself. He was breathing deeply, his nostrils flaring each time he exhaled.

The two maidens returned from the kitchen, both looked confused. Pelena pointed to the glass in front of John.

"Just a glass of Rinya, why?" Pelena answered sweetly. Orana nodded next to her, smiling.

Rinya. They gave him Rinya.

This revelation played over and over again in Alestra's mind before it finally registered.

Alestra buried her face into her hands; a frustrated groan left her throat.

The innocent smiled dropped off the two maiden's faces. They rushed over to Alestra's side, worry in their eyes.

"Lady Alestra! What's wrong? Are you hurt?" Orana placed a hand on her employer's back, another on her arm, keeping her steady. Pelena stayed close by, ready to catch the Matron in case she collapsed.

Alestra brought her head back up, one hand remained up by her forehead, pinching the bridge of her nose between two fingers. She sighed before looking to her two young followers.

"Do either of you know what Rinya does to humans?" Alestra asked. Both asari shook their heads, the realization that they made a mistake slowly creeping up on them.

Another sigh came from the Matron, her hands dropping to her sides.

"Rinya, when consumed by an asari, acts like coffee would to a human, right?"

Both maidens nodded their heads. They had heard about coffee and what humans used it for.

"However, when consumed by humans," Alestra continued, "Rinya acts like an aphrodisiac."

That last word hit the two maidens like a cargo shuttle. They stared forward in shock. A low groan broke them out of their trance. The noise came from where John sat.

Orana and Pelena slowly turned to look at John. He simply stared at them, each breath he took was ragged. The sense of purpose in his eyes was gone, replaced by one of lust. He looked at them differently than before, like how a predator would regard a prey.

The whole café watched John, anticipating what he would do. But John was focused on the two asari maidens before him. Their eyes locked. They knew what he wanted, and, deep down, they wanted it too.

"Well, what are you going to do about the human, Alestra?" asked a nearby krogan, who was clearly amused by the situation.

Alestra grunted, turning towards John.

"I don't know, Turk. I certainly can't let him go out there on his own. Not like this, at least."

Turk, the krogan, snorted with laughter, the thought of a horny human unleashed on a city full of asari amused him to no end.

"We'll assist him with his problem!" a feminine voice piped up. Orana and Pelena had made their way to John, each asari held one of his muscular arms. They helped him off the stool, their eyes never leaving his.

The majority of the café gasped at what was revealed to them. John was quite visibly aroused, the profile his hardness could be seen in his trousers. Several other asari looked at it, appreciatively.

This pulled Orana and Pelena from their focus on John. The two realized the whole café was watching them. Orana was the first to speak up.

"We did cause this, right Pelena?"

"Oh! Yes! It's only right that we... assist our new customer with his... troubles!" A few asari gave them knowing smirks, others found humor in the boldness of the two maidens.

"Orana, we should - Oh!" Pelena gasped as a pair of lips came into contact with her neck. John had come up from behind her, wrapping a muscular arm around her waist, pressing into her back. She could feel his hard member pressing against her ass, his hand dangerously low on the front of her body. John was now kissing her shoulder, him having worked her top down far enough to almost expose her full, supple breasts.

A moan escaped Pelena's lips as John bucked his hips against hers. Everyone was watching them, but she didn't care.

Someone tugged at her arm. It was Orana.

"Pelena! PELENA! Let's get him upstairs!" Orana pulled Pelena John's grasp. Together, they led the human to the stairway leading to the apartments above the café.

Halfway there, John scooped Pelena up with one arm and threw her over his shoulder, carrying her.

Pelena squeaked at the sudden move, his strength arousing her. She was not the only one, Orana was biting her lower lip in anticipation. The trio double-timed their way up the stairs, leaving the café in shocked silence.

No one said a word. Soon the trio's "session" could be heard directly above the café. Alestra could hear Pelena moaning through the ceiling. No doubt the human was already working on her.

Across the room, Turk, the krogan, snorted in amusement.

"Well, at least they got him upstairs in time. He looked about ready to rut them senseless, right here in front of us. Now, _ that _,I would pay to see."

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An unknown amount of time had passed. The two asari guessed maybe an hour or two. John showed no signs of being any less aroused than he was at the start.

The poor (or should I say, "lucky") human was sprawled on his back on Pelena's bed. The two maidens were busy down at the junction of his legs, torturing him with their mouths.

John's rigid organ stood proudly at attention as Orana wrapped her lips around the shaft, flicking her tongue over the pulsing head. Pelena was lower, focusing on his hefty sack. She cradled a ball in one hand, sucking on the other, swirling her tongue around it like she would a candy.

John's opinion of the treatment he was getting came out in the form of loud, guttural moans.

Orana continued to service John, bobbing her head, his mammoth cock disappearing between her lips, only to reappear a second later. She lavished him wither tongue, coating the member in her saliva.

Pelena drew away from John's sack, wiping some saliva off her chin. She turned to Orana.

"How long are these effects going to last?"

Orana took one last suck before pulling back from John's cock, gasping as she released him from her warm mouth. His organ slapped against her chin, gleaming in the dim light of the room, throbbing for attention.

"Hold on, let me check." Orana was breathing deeply, recovering from her "work". She crawled off the bed, over to their pile of clothes on the other side of the room.

While Orana began digging for her omni-tool, Pelena took over where she left off, wrapping her lips around John's throbbing cock.

"Oh, fuck!" John groaned, grasping the bed sheets until his knuckles turned white.

Unlike Orana, however, Pelena used her hands as well as her mouth and tongue. One hand cradled his balls, massaging them. The other stroked him in unison with her sucks. Pelena was going to squeeze her prize out of the human.

Considering John's rather vocal response, it appeared he enjoyed it quite a bit.

"Jesus _ Christ _! Fuckin' hell! _ Ah _!" John gasped as Pelena added her tongue into the mix, running her tongue along the shaft as she came up, flicking the head when she reached the top.

Orana's voice came from the pile of clothes. She had found her omni-tool.

"How big was the glass you gave him?" She called as she read something on her omnitool, no doubt a medical site.

Pelena didn't respond, instead, continuing her oral ministration on John, enjoying how the human convulsed and twitched at each bob of her head, each flick of the tongue.

Suddenly, John went rigid. He threw his head back onto the mattress, thrusting up into Pelena's mouth. She pulled back before he went too far down her throat, but keeping his head in her mouth.

John roared a primal sound that made the two maidens shudder in arousal.

His cock twitched, shooting ropes of come into Pelena's mouth. She accepted the gift eagerly, letting him coat the inside of her mouth. When it became too much, she pulled away, but continued jerking him off, letting him spill over her hand, creamy white covering deep blue. She jerked him as he rode his orgasm, milking him of every delicious drop. After a long moment, John collapsed on the bed, exhausted. His eyes were unfocused and he was mumbling incoherent sentences.

Pelena looked down at him, taking pride in her work. She let his come settle in her mouth, savoring his taste, his essence. He was sweet. She tossed her head back, swallowing her prize in one gulp. Pelena felt the warmth travel all the way down to her stomach.

Orana crawled over to her friend, her eyes fixed on Pelena's come-dripping hand. She reached out and took Pelena by her wrist, pulling her friend's hand to her own mouth.

"I didn't get any." Orana cooed. Without another word, she licked Pelena's finger clean, taking her share of the ample prize.

Orana giggled as she let John slide down her throat.

"He tastes sweet." She stated as she wiped her chin of any leftovers, swallowing those as well.

Pelena smiled at her friend, reaching out, and wrapping a hand around the back of Orana's head, pulling her in for a kiss. Their full lips morphed together, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. Orana moaned into the kiss, fondly remembering the last time she and Pelena did this.

They soon broke apart, Orana leaning down and taking one of Pelena's supple breasts into her mouth, teasing her nipple with her tongue. Pelena tossed her head back, moaning as her friend suckled one breast and kneaded the other.

"I gave him a medium glass." Pelena managed to gasp. Orana look up from her chest in confusion, before finally understanding.

"The website said he'd last for another three hours, but I don't know Pelena, he looks - OH GODDESS!"

John was up again, standing proudly at attention, hard as ever, throbbing with arousal. The primal look in his eyes was back, piercing into the two asari.

Pelena and Orana laughed, more out of disbelief than out of humor.

Orana crawled back onto the bed, pouncing on John. The human pulled her in for a deep kiss. An instant later she found herself probing his mouth with her tongue, and vice-versa. It was primal, aggressive. John tossed any notion of being gentle out the window. He was lost to lust. And neither Pelena nor Orana would have it any other way.

Orana felt him poke at her moist entrance. The purple woman leaned back on John's lap, his length disappearing between her tender folds.

John sighed heavily, enjoying the feeling of his cock enveloped by the maiden's silk lips. She was velvet on his member and maddeningly tight. Judging from the sound Orana was making, she shared his positive opinion.

At first, Orana didn't think she could take all of him in. He looked too big to fit. She slid him in slowly, lowering herself onto his rigid organ. He rubbed against her inner walls, spreading her to the point of insanity. Orana let out a high pitched squeal, clenching around him. Suddenly, she couldn't take any more of him in. Orana realized her hips had met his. He was now fully inside her.

The idea of being completely filled by such a mammoth cock thrilled Orana. What could she do, now?

With a playful giggle, the purple asari bucked her hips once. John moved in unison inside her, his organ sending a wave of pleasure through her nerves. The giggling instantly transformed into a loud gasp of pleasure.

"Oh!" Orana's hand shot up to her breasts, kneading them, amplifying the pleasure. The asari repeated the move, this time rising off of him slightly. The same pleasure struck her again, and she let herself drop. Gravity did the rest. His cock shot up into her, striking her core. This time, Orana cried out, a pulse of ecstasy shooting through her. An instant later, she linked her mind with his.

"Embrace eternity!"

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Xares Kavika thought himself to be a good turian. He served his people and did his duty. Eventually had a family. He loved them unconditionally, like any good father should.

Of course, there were certain things he could do without. For one, there was his daughter's human fetish. He didn't hate humans, but he didn't like them all that much either.

He could also do without the social ostracism that came with his daughter's sexual fantasies. Of course, the ostracism only came from fellow parents, towards Xares. Velpa, despite her "preferences", was well accepted among the other teenagers on Palaven. Xares ended up receiving several complaints from their parents that Velpa was "turning their children into deviants".

However, none of those things were as annoying as Velpa's room. Every time Xares went in, he was greeted by seemingly endless posters of and photos of half-naked human males, their shirts open or just plain gone, exposing their disgusting muscles. Xares balked at the sight, the sweat coating their bodies not helping. Xares never understood why Velpa found them attractive.

He'd lost count of the number of action vids, starring (often shirtless) human males, that he'd been dragged to go see by his daughter.

They were all the same, always involving a somewhat young, male protagonist, a series of incomprehensible action scenes (sometimes Xares got lucky and there'd be a sword fight. He liked swords.), and a female love interest (the species varied for each vid) who was almost always kidnapped. The hero always managed to save his girl, swooping in at the last moment in a heroic fashion. Velpa ate it up, fueling her rose-tinted view of humanity. She often vocalized her excitement in the theater whenever the hero lost his shirt for no other reason to show off his muscles. This, of course, drew unwanted attention from the rest of the audience.

Xares ended up moving to Thessia, to escape the ridicule and to spare his family the humiliation from fellow "true turians".

Despite all this, Xares still loved his daughter. If he didn't, he'd be a sad excuse for a father. This was why he was currently attempting to spend time with Velpa. He thought a day on the town together would be good for them both.

"How about this place, dad?" Velpa suggested, pointing to a small café on the left side of the street. Xares nodded, smiling as his daughter led the way inside. It looked nice enough, it even served Dextros!

The asari at the counter looked somewhat annoyed, but Xares thought nothing of it.

"Hello, madam." Xares greeted the asari, "Is there anything you recommend...?"

Xares stopped, finally noticing what the asari was annoyed about. There was a voice, faint at first, but now it could clearly be heard. It was a female moaning and screaming. It sounded like...

' Spirits!'

Xares whipped around to face his daughter. Velpa was staring, wide-eyed, at the ceiling. She heard it too. The ceiling started to make creaking noises, dust falling from the cracks.

Xares went from shock to disgust and then, quickly, to anger. He slammed his hands down on the counter.

"_ Just what in the name of the spirits is going on here?" _ He bellowed. The asari sighed, as if he were just a minor annoyance. A krogan came lumbering up to Xares and Velpa, carrying, not a glass, but a bucket of coffee in one hand.

"Two of Alestra's younger employees gave a human a powerful aphrodisiac." He answered for the asari. It was obvious the korgan found the situation hilarious.

"Aphrodisiac?" Xares repeated in disbelief.

"A human?" Velpa piped up, intrigued. Xares did his best to ignore that.

"Yep. A male. And now they're currently assisting the customer upstairs." The krogan continued, a lecherous smirk on his face.

Velpa gulped, turning her attention back to the ceiling, listening to the screams and moans that the human was drawing from lucky women.

This did not go unnoticed by Xares. He stepped up to his daughter, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"Keep your mind off it, Velpa. There are better men for you out there, preferably turian." Xares implored, trying to draw her attention from the noise. "Besides, that's probably just the aphrodisiac working its magic A human probably wouldn't last half that long!"

The krogan reappeared, somehow moving without Xare's knowledge.

"Actually, aphrodisiacs only serve to arouse. They don't bolster stamina or virility. In fact, considering my experience with them, they impede both."

Velpa let out a small noise, somewhere between a whimper and a squeak. Xares brought his palm to his face in frustration.

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-Sometime later-

Orana rode John with reckless abandon, having lost all perceptions of grace and form. She was lost to primal instinct, slamming herself down on John's cock for maximum pleasure. The perfect globes that were her breasts bounced in front of the human's face. It was a hypnotizing sight. Occasionally, John would lean forward and take one of the soft mounds into his mouth, teasing the nipple with his tongue.

"Oh, Goddess!" the asari gasped. She was close, John as well.

Orana bounced upon his a few more times before a wave of ecstasy washed over her, a pulse that hit every nerve in her body. Her velvet folds clenched around John, gripping his member like a vise. Her juices poured down from her, coating John's cock in the sweet honey.

Orana wailed in ecstasy, throwing her head back, her face contorted into an expression of shock and joy. A moment later, she went limp, plopping down on the bed next to John. She was panting heavily, exhausted.

John was still hard, throbbing, aching for release. He needed more.

Pelena was next to him on the bed, on all fours, shaking her ass up at him, beckoning him to her. Her middles finger was buried deep in her puckered hole. The sight was mesmerizing. Any lesser man would've come right there. Pelena removed her finger from her tight rear, sighing.

John came up behind Pelena, holding his cock by the base, prodding her hole. Thank God, his cock was already soaked in Orana's juiced. He had no time to go and find lube.

At first, he was met with resistance. It took a while to work the head in. Pelena gripped the sheets, clenching her teeth as John pushed through, invading her ass.

John watched in awe as his cock disappeared between Pelena's beautiful, blue cheeks. It didn't seem possible, yet it was happening before his eyes. Deeper and deeper, inch by inch, slowly but surely. Her velvety walls massaged him, her tightness refusing to let his cock go.

Finally, John's hips met Pelena's. He was fully inside her, his mammoth cock buried deep in her ass.

"Ooooh, Goddess!" Pelena moaned, the feeling indescribable.

John couldn't move at first, Pelena was incredibly tight. A moment passed and Pelena relaxed herself, still moaning at being filled completely.

John slowly pulled out, but not completely. He left a good portion of his length inside Pelena. The asari whined at the sudden emptiness.

John thrust his hips forward, hard. His length drove back into Pelena's depths.

Pelena squealed, an open smile on her face. The action sent a shockwave of pleasure through her body, into her core.

Soon, John was thrusting, slow but steady, into Pelena's tight rear. He thrusted until he couldn't push farther. She was just too tight. John gripped Pelena's hips, pulling her onto him as he drove his cock into her velvety hole.

Pelena moaned into the mattress, thrusting back against John's thrusts. John grunted his approval.

"Goddess, _ Harder! _" Pelena barely managed to say, ecstasy rising as john rutted into her ass.

Suddenly, John pulled out, leaving Pelena feeling empty. The asari whined at the loss of warmth, but was caught by surprise when John flipped her over, onto her back.

John grabbed her legs and threw them over his shoulders. Reaching down, he spread Pelena's perfect butt cheeks, exposing her raw hole, ready to take him once more.

With one, hard, thrust, he hilted himself inside her. Pelena shrieked in pleasure, throwing her head back. This time, she actually tore the bed sheets, her nails cutting through the fabric.

John pulled out quickly, until only his head remained inside her. Then, with all the strength he could muster, he hilted himself again. His hips slapped against Pelena's perfect ass, the sound echoing in the room.

He did this repeatedly, Pelena whimpering as he pounded her, probing her tight depths. John reached down with one hand, dipping two fingers into Pelena's wet lips, using his thumb to play with her sensitive nub.

Pelena moaned, biting her lower lip. The double stimulation was taking a toll on the young asari.

Soon, she couldn't take it anymore. She reached up and placed her palm flat against his chest. For a moment she felt his muscles move beneath his skin, feeling them tighten as he focused all his power on her.

' Goddess! Such vigor!'

Pelena locked eyes with John, staring into his soul as he claimed her.

' This is it!'

"Embrace eternity!" She maoned. Her eyes became and deep black and their minds joined. She reached out to him and him to her. Their nervous systems entwined, becoming whole.

She felt him feel her, and he felt her feel him. For a brief moment, they were one being, one that was overwhelmed by pleasure and ecstasy, the lifeblood of the universe. Their screams and moans could be heard outside.

John roared as he gave one last thrust into Pelena's tight rear, his cock twitching as it sent his seed deep into her bowels. Pelena felt the warmth pool inside her, moaning as it hit her sensitive inner walls. Her juices dribbled out of her, onto John and the bed. The two lovers clung to each other, panting, not saying a word.

They were tired, Orana was already asleep. Almost instantly, the human and the asari drifted off to sleep, basking in the afterglow of the best sex any of them had ever had.

Before letting the comfort of sleep claim him, John let a single thought enter his mind. It would stay with him for a long while.

' I fucking love my life'

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