Chapter 1 - If Simply Getting A Drink Were So Simple.

The reapers were here, no doubt about that. No matter how hard commander Jane Shepard wishes it wasn't true.

"Ah, fuck... Give me another." Shepard motions over to the human bartender serving out drinks. The thumping music of the nightclub around her is only able to be drowned out by her sorrows as she grabs the next glass the bartender gives her.

"Ma'am, I think you've had enough." The bartender says while she watches the hero of the galaxy down the drink.

Slamming her glass down onto the bar countertop, Shepard turns to the bartender. "Who asked you, hmmmm?" She sneers at the bartender before going on to say, "Just get me another drink, alright?" Still glaring at the woman behind the counter.

For a moment, the bartender looks reluctant to serve the hero of humanity but eventually relents with a sigh before pouring another glass for Shepard. Who soon snatches up the drink and downs it with little to no issue, even while being as intoxicated as she was.

"Who the fuck does she think she is? Does she even know who I am?" Shepard ponders to herself before looking down at her drink. "Hey! Get me another- ah fuck!" Shepard tries to call out to the barkeep, only to collapse onto the ground. 

Quickly, Shepard feels various different hands of different species grab her and pull her up to her feet. "Nmmmm, fine. I'm fine." Shepard tries to wave them off while she leans forward against the bar for support. "I said, get me another fucking- oh fuck!" Shepard attempts to get the bartender's attention again, only for her legs to seemingly give out from under her. But instead of falling to the ground, Shepard finds herself falling into a pair of arms.

"Gotcha!" A familiar female voice says as she grabs Shepard. "How about we get you out of here?" The voice goes on to say before she begins dragging Shepard out of the club, much to Shepard's dismay as she watches the bar slowly get farther and farther away.

"I told you, I'm fine." Shepard groans, trying to pull away from whoever is dragging her from the bar.

"From the looks of it and from the looks some of the people by the bar were giving you, you probably would have been far from fine after a couple more drinks." The female voice responds before helping Shepard walk down some stairs away from the bar. "Here, lay here for a second." The voice says before practically throwing Shepard onto a surprisingly soft surface.

Peering up to see who her savior was in her drunken state, Shepard comes face to face with omega herself, Aria T'Loak. "A-Aria?" Shepard groans while trying to sit up on what she quickly finds to be the softest couch she has ever laid on in her life. "What are you doing?"

"I saw you storm in here a couple hours ago and proceeded to get absolutely plastered. Figured you might have needed some help." Aria explains before taking a seat next to Shepard on the couch. "If there's one thing I've learned during my time on omega, drunk idiots tend to make the best marks."

Scoffing, Shepard finally manages to pull herself up. "Well, thank you ms..... Omega..... But I'm going to go get another drink." Shepard stumbles over her words. Slowly, Shepard tries to stand up from the couch, only for a hand to grab her by the shoulder and quickly pull her back down.

"I don't think so. While it would've been more than fun to watch you continue to get absolutely fucked on whatever they have behind the counter, I can't in good conscience let you, the hero of the alliance, make an idiot of yourself." Aria explains, keeping Shepard sitting down on the couch. No matter how hard the commander wished to continue drinking.

"How... Chivalrous of you." Shepard mutters, slowly finding her eyes growing heavier and heavier. "I'll just lay here for a second, but once I sober up, I'm going back to that... Fucking bar." Shepard declares, finding her words increasingly challenging to string along.

"Whatever you say, Shepard." Aria chuckles as she watches Shepard slowly drift off into a drunken slumber.

For a while, Aria sits there, looking down at the unconscious commander. She was well and truly out of it. The one and only hero of the alliance passed out next to her in a drunken stupor. The sight alone was nearly adorable for the criminal. 

But as she felt her length grow rigid, the sight of the currently defenseless commander Shepard was beginning to become something else for the criminal leader. Reaching over, Aria starts to slowly stroke Shepard's thighs, carefully testing the waters. "Shepard? You still with me?" Aria asked, looking inquisitively while she felt her heartbeat in her chest. This wasn't her first rodeo when it came to stuff like this, but still, it was THE commander Shepard after all.

After cerberus had taken over omega, Aria found herself fighting alongside the illustrious member of the alliance military. And from what she saw, she knew Shepard could more than take care of herself when it came to being in a fight. But now, here she was, plastered drunk, lying next to her, completely out for the count. 

Continuing to rub Shepard's leg, a part of Aria couldn't help but marvel at the human physique. Her toned legs easily filled her military uniform bottoms in all the best ways that Aria could've hoped for. Sure, for a couple credits, she could have any whore she wanted in all the galaxies out there. But Shepard always made sure to keep things professional, for the most part. Hell, Aria didn't even know if she had someone waiting for her back on the normandy. 

Not like she cared. Aria wasn't going to pass up an opportunity like this, not when the reapers were knocking on everyone's door.

Reaching over further, Aria bought her hand closer to Shepard's inner thigh. "Mmmmnmmmnmm..." Shepard groans in her sleep.

"That's right, keep dreamin', Shepard." Aria chuckles, continuing to feel up Shepard's leg. 

Fuck, she was attractive. Even all those years back, when Shepard was looking for that salarian doctor and that vigilante psycho, Archangel.

There she was, some fresh-faced cerberus member coming to her for information. She should've taken her right then and there. But that was far in the past. Now, as she felt her member grow harder with every passing touch of Shepard's body, she had other things to look forward to.

"Hey, come here for a second, Shepard." Aria says while pulling Shepard up from her lying position, causing the unconscious commander to let out another groan as she leans Shepard up against her side. Giving her ample access to all the parts of her body that she wanted.

Motioning to her bodyguards, Aria paused her fondling of Shepard to watch as they stood in between what was going on between her and Shepard and the rest of the club. While she had a feeling everyone was too preoccupied with their own little games to notice what was going on, Aria still didn't want to risk the possibility of some white knight rushing in to try and stop what she was doing.

After checking to make sure that her people were in place, Aria soon turned her attention back toward Shepard. "Seems it's just you and me now, huh, Shepard?" Aria chuckles, her gloved hands reaching out and pulling the commander even closer.

Running one of her hands across Shepard's inner thigh, Aria bought her other hand up and across Shepard's side. Squeezing her slightly and causing the commander to groan again. "Hmmmm? You like that, Shepard?" Aria asks the unconscious human next to her. Still getting no response other than slight movement and murmurs.

Reaching up and holding Shepard by the side of her face, Aria felt more excitement flow into her member as her gaze fell toward her lips. Their plumpness looked damn near tantalizing. Especially as the crime boss looked at the plump lipstick covering them. "Red, huh?" Aria thinks to herself while noting the color of Shepard's lipstick. "Dirty girl." Aria comments quietly before she's unable to hold herself back any further and brings her lips against Shepard's.

It was a weird kiss, which was expected due to the fact that Shepard wasn't exactly moving her lips against Aria's the same way Aria was moving her against hers. But Aria wasn't feeling particularly picky at that moment. She still had Shepard all to herself, giving her the courage to press her lips further up against Shepard's. Going so far as to extend her tongue into Shepard's mouth, tasting the remnants of the bitter alcohol still in her mouth.

"Mnmmmphm..." Shepard groans while Aria presses her mouth against hers. Not exactly sure of what was going on, but was far too plastered to do anything about it. Especially when one of Aria's hands began to trace itself down toward her crotch. Causing the commander to stir, but Aria shows no signs of stopping as she finally pulls her lips back from Shepard's, a strand of saliva still connected between their mouths.

Rubbing a thumb across Shepard's glossy lips, Aria shifts her hand and grabs the commander by her short red hair. At the same time, she lowers a hand down toward her crotch and begins to unfasten the belts around her waist before her thick purple cock finally pops out, followed by her two weighty cum churning balls.

Stroking herself to get her cock up to full length, Aria shifts her body so that she's leaning back in her seat with her cock sticking straight up while still holding Shepard by the back of her head. "Just make sure to keep your pretty little mouth of yours open." Aria says to the unconscious commander before slowly lowering Shepard's head toward her crotch.

The moment the purple head of Aria's cock passes Shepard's lips, the criminal takes in a sharp breath of air through her teeth as her cock is enveloped in the warm, wet, soft, velvety hole that was Shepard's mouth. Something she had no issue intruding deeper into as she slid the commander's head further down her cock. "Fuck, that's good." Aria breathed, steadying herself so that she didn't lose control over what she was doing. Which was easier said than done while she felt how easily Shepard took her cock into her mouth. 

While the commander wasn't exactly sucking, her mouth still proved effective in pleasuring Aria. "Slrkgmmmm..." Shepard slurs around the cock in her mouth, still unaware of what is happening to her at that moment, while Aria pushes her cock further into her mouth.

But despite becoming courageous in how she used Shepard's mouth, Aria was surprised to hear a lack of gagging and coughing on the commander's part. "Fuck, no gag reflex? Your a bigger slut than I thought, Shepard." Aria chuckles. Reveling in the pleasure Shepard was unwittingly giving her in her drunken stupor. 

Becoming increasingly bold the more she ventured through her mouth, Aria tightened her grip even harder on Shepard's hair before attempting to push her cock deeper into the commander's warm gaping maw. Quickly coming across the entrance to her throat with the head of her thick purple cock. "Hope you don't mind, Shepard." Aria says before pushing her cock into the entrance to Shepard's tight throat.

It took her a minute, although the resistance from Shepard's soon gave way as Aria was able to plunge her thick purple cock directly down her throat. "Oooh, fuck!" Aria groans alongside Shepard, who, in her unconscious state, lets out a loud gag mixed with a cough.

Shepard's throat quickly bore down immense pressure around Aria's cock while the criminal quickly settled herself as deep as she could possibly go. Only stopping once, she fully hilted her cock deep inside Shepard's mouth. Her grip only tightened on the commander's head, unwilling to let up the pleasure being given to her.

"Nnff. Have to do this, ngh, more often." Aria groans before readying her hips. Making sure they had enough space before she suddenly thrusts up into Shepard's face, causing the commander to let out another snarled, garbled, wet gag. Only to be muffled by the music that filled the club. "Ngh. You'll get used to it soon enough." Aria pants before firmly thrusting again. At the same time, slamming Shepard's head down into her lap with each thrust.

Over and over again, Aria fucks Shepard's mouth, listening to the sounds that came out of her garbled maw while her thick purple cock repeatedly penetrated it. Bouncing deep into the back of her throat with each powerful thrust that Aria was able to deal into her mouth. It was all so immensely satisfying.

Shepard had proven herself to be a pretty good diplomat, along with being a semi-good fighter, at least, when compared to the likes of her. But now, she was finally using Shepard's mouth for something much more important. And something that Aria could get a lot more use out of instead of just having babble on about the reapers or whatever threat of the week was trying to destabilize the galaxy.

That wasn't to say that she didn't care. Far from it, actually. Aria always had a soft spot for her people, omega, her allies, although, more than anything else, Aria made sure to keep a close hand on her business. But she couldn't help but lust after the tight piece of military ass that was Commander Jane Shepard. And as she continued to thrust her now spit-shined cock deeper and deeper into Shepard's throat, she couldn't be happier than where she was now.

Aria had thought about making a move sooner or later but was more than ok with how things turned out. Sure, the commander was a strong woman, leading the charge against the reapers, but like her, Aria was a persistent woman. Persistent enough to easily overpower Shepard's throat while it tried to rid itself of her thick purple cock.

The criminal knew she was currently in a position that millions, if not billions, of people across the galaxy, fantasized about being in. Sure, in some other people's minds, they probably would've imagined the commander being conscious while they thrusted whatever piece of meat they had between their legs down her throat, but Aria didn't mind, not one bit. She was more than happy to take the chance and be able to do what she was doing now.

Speeding up her thrusting, even more, Aria soon reached her maximum speed as the pleasure given to her by Shepard's throat was too much even for her to handle. "Alright, Shepard, here it coooommmmmeessss!" Aria groans before her thick purple cock begins to start filling Shepard's throat with gooey cum. Shooting directly down her throat and into the commander's stomach.

Aria let her head fall back while she tightened her grip on Shepard's hair, making sure the commander had no chance of pulling away as the criminal used her throat. "Nnnff, How does that taste, Shepard?" Aria asks, groaning while her cum continues to fire down Shepard's tight gripping throat.

Eventually, the flow of cum coming out of Aria's cock soon subsides before the rigid member stuck deep inside Shepard's maw soon begins to deflate. "Fuck, Shepard. That was pretty fucking good." Aria smiles before pulling the unconscious commander's head off of her cock. "But we are far from done." Aria smiles, turning back towards the commander as she begins to stroke her cock.

Having Shepard's throat was one thing, but there was another part of Shepard that Aria had thought about plundering since the first time they met. The commander's own pussy. Something Aria knew probably squeezed harder than a krogan during an arm wrestling competition. And she wanted to be in it more than anything else at that moment.

Sitting up, Aria rolls the commander over so she's lying on her front. "Let's see what you got hiding here, Shepard." Aria smiles while her hands find the belt to her uniform and quickly pull it off. Followed by Shepard's pants, giving Aria the perfect view of the commander's heart-shaped ass trapped behind her lacey panties. "Better without all that fucking armor." The criminal chuckles before rearing back a hand and delivering a spank to Shepard's rear. Causing Shepard to groan.

But, while Aria might've been mostly in control of the current situation, she wasn't entirely sure how long the commander would stay passed out. So, even though Aria wouldn't have minded a little bit more foreplay, she knew she should take what she wanted in the time she had left.

Tracing a hand across the curve of Shepard's toned ass, Aria felt her cock harden even more as she began to feel even more aroused than she had before. Then, without wasting any more time, the criminal leader reaches up and grabs the hem of Shepard's lacey underwear before proceeding to slowly pull them down. Taking the time to really look at the commander's body as her gaze falls toward Shepard's crotch. Only to notice beneath the small patch of red pubic hair that said crotch was seemingly glistening. "Oh, seems I'm not the only one who's been having fun here." Aria chuckles before reaching out a finger and steadily pressing it against Shepard's pussy. 

Almost instantly, a shiver racks up through Shepard's prone form while she's lying across the couch. Even in her unconscious state, her body couldn't ignore the sudden pleasure as Aria pushed her finger further until it penetrated the commander's pussy. 

Pushing her finger in deeper and feeling how warm it was, Aria soon retracted it from her groin. Watching as strands of the commander's wet pleasure still connected both her finger and Shepard's aroused crotch. Observing her finger that had just been inside Shepard closer, Aria couldn't help but inhale the sweet yet also salty scent that came from it. "You've got a nice smell, Shepard." Aria says before extending out her tongue and slowly licking the liquid off her finger. "And a pretty good taste too, at that, also." 

"But, seeing as how we're both ready," Aria starts as she sits up on the couch, slowly turning her hips to line up with Shepard's. "Let's not waste any more time, shall we?" Aria says before thrusting her hips forward and plunging her thick purple cock deep into the depths of Shepard's pussy. Causing both individuals to let out a groan while their bodies came together in one steady stream of movement.

"Fuck!" Aria groans. Her fingers digging into Shepard's hips to steady herself from completely losing herself to the vice-like grip Shepard's pussy had on her cock. She knew the commander's pussy was probably going to be tight, with her being a military woman and all, but Aria never had thought it would be this tight. Tight enough to seemingly milk her cock of all the cum that it was worth.

Throwing her hips forward against Shepard's once again, the criminal Asari leader quickly goes to work in rapidly fucking the commander's tight pussy. Reveling in how it squeezed her cock. Only motivating her to thrust her hips even harder. "Have you ever been fucked before, Shepard? Fuck, you're tight as a fucking virgin!" Aria groans, pushing her body further and harder against the human. The sound of her thick balls clapping against the commander's pussy soon echoed out throughout the club, only to be completely ignored as another perverse sound making its way through the building. 

But through it all, Shepard remained still knocked out as much as when she first nodded off next to Aria. Even as the alien's thick cock brutalized the inside of her pussy, with its enormous size and length. Although, that didn't stop her pussy from reacting to the newfound sensations, as a steady build-up of Shepard's own juices began to flow itself out and onto Aria's thick purple cock.

Something that the alien criminal soon notices. Amusing her as much as it aroused her. "Nnff. Your really liking this, aren't you, Shepard?" Aria chuckles. At the same time, speeding up her hips even more as they plowed into Shepard's rear, causing the commander's frame to lurch forward with every powerful thrust dulled deep into her pussy. "Should've figured as much. Nghh. Always fightin' to be the hero, leaving you all pent up! Don't worry. I'll take care of that for you." Aria moans before she speeds up her thrusting. 

The Asari species were always known to be quite spectacular when it came to sex. And Aria was no different as she leaned over Shepard's body while she continued to thrust into her. Soon tracing a series of kisses up the commander's neck while her hands began to explore the underside of Shepard's body. Quickly mulling around the commander's waist, feeling the tight muscle underneath her clothes, before soon reaching under to get a closer feel. Eventually, leading up to Aria's hands finding their way to Shepard's breasts. Quickly reaching up and beginning to pinch at the commander's erect nipples, causing the commander to let out another moan mixed with a shudder as Aria continued to work her magic.

"Oooohhhh..." A slow moan exits out of the commander's mouth, her brow now furrowed as she bit her lower lip. Something that Aria assumed was out of some sort of instinct, which led to her fucking her even harder than before to see what other reactions she could provoke out of her.

From what she could tell from her reports of Shepard, sex and the commander never really seemed to go together. The most she could ever find out was her fairly impressive albeit confusing time in the alliance military and, eventually, the N7 program. But now here Aria was, getting a taste of something she doubted a lot of other people would ever get. She would've told herself that this was all to get to know the commander better, but as Shepard's pussy clung to her thick purple cock for dear life, she knew at that point that it was mostly for pleasure.

Not that she really minded. She was finally able to fuck the honey pot of the alliance's savior. "I could fuck this pussy all day!" Aria groans. Her hips speeding up their pace as she changed from kissing the side of the commander's neck to licking it. Savoring the salty, bitter sweat that had begun to form across Shepard's body, arousing her even further.

Even if Shepard realized what happened to her. Having Aria's thick cock plunder her insides. The commander wouldn't be able to ever change what happened. She still became Aria's cockslut for the time that she had her. And no matter how many other partners Shepard chooses to have or how much time passes, she still would've always had her cock deep inside her. Something that motivated Aria to fuck her even further, to her that, even if she didn't know what happened to her, her body would always remember her, no matter how many other people decided to take Shepard's body for a spin. That she was there first.

That thought alone seemed to push the criminal Asari over the edge as she felt her cock just about ready to cum. "Fucking take it, Shepard!" Aria groans before her cock let loose and floods the inside of the commander's tight pussy. With Aria continuing to thrust her cock as deep as it could go inside Shepard's body, going so far as to bash its way into her womb.

At the same time, Shepard's own body seemed to have finally reached a release of its own due to the pleasures given to it by Aria's cock. "Oh! Fuck!" Shepard cries out in her unconscious state as her pussy explodes into a wave of fluids gushing out of her crotch and onto the couch beneath the two individuals on top of it.

Once her cock finally finishes firing off cum into Shepard's womb, Aria soon collapses back. Panting slightly as she marveled at her work. Lying before her, she saw none other than THE commander Shepard's well fucked pussy leaking out a mixture of both her's and the commander's cum. Only imagining how many credits people would be willing to pay just to get a picture of the sight. 

The savior of the civilizations passed out in front of her, well and truly fucked by none other than the leader of omega. "Well, Shepard. Can't say that I won't miss your mouth and pussy. But I can't really risk having you coming after my head, now can I?" Aria chuckles. Feeling slightly disappointed at the fact that she probably wouldn't get another chance to explore Shepard's body as much as she just did.

But, as she thought about it more and more. The disappointment she felt didn't manage to stop a flow of ideas from coming to her as she relaxed. 

But that was an issue for another day. And as she saw the wide variety of people in the club, she knew the fun didn't have to end just yet.

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Stirring slightly, a groan leaves the commander's mouth as she slowly sits up on the couch. Looking over, Shepard's eyes find themselves looking directly at Aria's, who simply looks back at her. Not saying a single word to the slightly confused commander.

Although, as she put the pieces together and felt her face burn red with embarrassment from the fact that she passed out drunk and had to have Aria come and save her. The commander didn't say anything while she stood up from the couch and began to make her way out of the club.

That didn't stop her from smacking her lips together to get a weird taste out of her mouth, along with walking with a slight limp due to some weird soreness she felt across her body. Maybe she just fell unconscious lying down the wrong way after she passed out.

It was good that she didn't turn around as she left the club, however. Since she would've probably been able to put together what happened by the smirk on Aria's face as the criminal leader of omega watched her stumble her way out of the building's entrance.

Shepard remained completely unaware of what happened to both her and her body. And how she had been used.

----""""!!!!....FootNote....!!!!""""----

Howdy Doody!~ Thanks for reading my story! If you have any criticisms, please don't be afraid to share! I'm always happy to see what people think about my stories, after they go through the effort to read them and make sure to Have A Merry Christmas And A Happy New Year!~ 