Chapter 3 - Grape Soda

Note: Takes place after the mission on Rannoch

Grunt never liked being on the Citadel. It was too peaceful, too quiet. Everyone always went around minding their own business. No violence, no fighting, at least on the shiny surface that is. If you wanted the real fun stuff, you headed down to the wards. But everything down there was subpar compared to up top. Fights between drunkards were more entertaining to watch than participate in. Plenty of strippers and whores, but compared to the high-class ‘comfort’ asari, you’d be better off jerking it into a corner in an alley. No prime piece of asses like Samara or Liara. He’d done a lot of killing since his fling with the Shadow Broker but not nearly as much fucking. Breaking her in had given him quite a number of benefits. Having an information broker that had so many details on everyone in the galaxy also be madly in love with your...cock meant he got details on all sorts of possible new holes to fill.


“IT’S OVER, VAKARIAN!” he heard a voice yell.

“Speaking of a new hole,” he thought. He moved around the corner to see a very angry quarian stalking away from a turian. He recognized Garrus Vakarian, one of Shepard’s longest serving allies. Grunt worked with him a few times during their mission to stop the Collectors. The quarian was Tali’Zorah Vas...he didn’t feel like expending the brain cells to finish her name again. What he did know thanks to Liara was the two had had googly-eyes for each other for quite a while. Until now it seemed. The turian’s shoulders sagged, which looked weird considering how high they were on the body and he walked away in the other direction. Tali walked right past the krogan without even acknowledging his presence, the anger clear in her posture and stride. It appeared he just bore witness to a very bad breakup. And unlike most individuals, he had no problem being a rebound guy.

“Heh heh heh…,” he chuckled as he set off to follow her.

“Another!” Tali called out, the waiter giving her a look, but taking her empty glass nonetheless. She’d been downing them since her arrival at Purgatory, the closest thing the Citadel had to a nightclub. Trying to drown her sorrows in as much turian brandy as possible. Which is cruel irony in itself. She was drinking to try to forget about a turian, and all her race could afford to drink was from his goddamn race.

“Hey babe, you alone?” she heard a purring voice ask. Without even looking up she could tell it was another turian. And she was in no mood to hear more of that damn familiar voice.

“Yes. And I’d like to stay that way. Please...go,” she slurred.

“I’ve heard that before, and then they all end up not leaving my room anyway. Why don’t you take a second to reconsider and-AGHHH.”

The cocky turian’s cheeky attempt to get laid was suddenly cut off by a mass in the form of a headbutt from the krogan that had been watching from a distance.

“Pretty sure the lady asked you to leave her alone. Go get your scaly dick wet somewhere else,” Grunt growled.

The turian grumbled under his breath, but was not in a position to argue with a krogan, and left the two of them alone.

“Wrex? Is that you?” she drunkenly asked.

“Wrong krogan. It's Grunt,” he answered, plopping himself down next to her.

“Well what I just said to that bosh’tet applies to you as well. Please go.”

“Yeah well unlike that bony scrub, I don’t get discouraged by a drunk quarian. And given that we’ve killed quite a number of geth, Blue Suns, Blood Pack, Eclipse, and Collectors together, I think I’m in the right place to ask what the hell is going on with you. It’s been a while since the Collector base. What happened to you since then?”

“Long story…”

“I’m not going anywhere.”
“Ugh...I went back to the flotilla, my superiors wanted me to help retake Rannoch due to all the encounters I had with the geth making me an expert on them-*hiccup*. I eventually got Shepard’s help, we found Legion aboard a juggernaut ship, he helped us in killing a Reaper…”

“You killed a Reaper?...That’s kinda hot,” he said.

Tali continued, ignoring the side compliment he just gave her. “We made peace with the geth, though we lost Legion in the end. The geth in turn helped-*hiccup*...helped us with our immune system problems, so we can actually stop wearing our suits much sooner than we ever thought we could.”

“So you could finally get to uhh...having fun?”

“YES!” the quarian suddenly exploded. Apparently he hit the nail right on the head. “I have the ability to be intimate finally with someone else without taking a ton of preventative medication and still getting sick for weeks after the fact, and Garrus actually has the gall to suggest I should stay in the suit. He said he prefers my voice through a filter, can you believe that? I told him I’d prefer to never hear his voice again.”

“Funny you got through all that without another hiccup. Guess anger’s a good distraction. So what are you gonna do now?” he wondered.

“I have no idea...I just want to drink and forget everything.”

“Huh...well you know there’s an old human saying I read on the extranet. There’s a plane going down, everyone onboard is screwed. So in that scenario sometimes you just wanna grab the person closest to you and fuck em, cause you’re gonna be dead soon anyway.”

“Who-*hiccup* wrote that?”

“I dunno some runt named Eli. Point is, regardless of how this war goes, not everyone might live. Hell nobody might live. So do you really want to just use your time just drinking your sorrows away?”

“No...I don’t. Hey Grunt?”

“Yes?” he asked, dragging that ‘s’ out, confident in where this was leading.

“Could you carry me somewhere private?”

And so, the noble horny knight carried the fair and drunk maiden over his shoulder. Lugging her along the Citadel, stopping at times to explain to C-Sec that they were crew mates and he was simply acting in a designated driver capacity and returning her to their ship. Once the fuzz was off his back, he went down to the lower wards, found a hotel, and booked a room.

“Okay, little miss mechanic. You’re somewhere private. Now take your time and get not drunk, ok?”

“Whaaaaaaat? You’re not gonna do it now?” she said, still clearly intoxicated.

“Yeah...hot as you may be, even krogan don’t believe in taking ladies when they’re not all there. No glory in conquering someone that isn’t one hundred percent lucid ya know?”

“Guess...that makes sense,” she replied, drifting off to sleep.

So he waited. This was probably the most patience he’d ever had in waiting to fuck a lady before. He passed the time by looking up the report from Rannoch, and the details Tali had mentioned about the Geth aiding their immune systems. Later he got a very humorous call from a whiny turian. He promised Garrus that he totally had no idea where Tali was, and that he would absolutely tell her he was looking for her if he came across the quarian.

“Shoulda taken her when you had the chance, Vakarian. Oh well, you’ll have to settle for seconds...or thirds...heh heh heh,” he chuckled.

An hour later he finally heard a groan emerge from the quarian as she awakened from her drunken dreams.

“Keelah, how much of that drink did I put in my body?” she muttered.

“About four bottles worth,” he answered.

“Grunt? Oh...so that wasn’t a dream. We haven’t...have we?”

“No we haven’t fucked...yet.”

“Grunt I...I know I sounded open to it, but I’m still not all that ready to expose myself yet.”

“Why’d you blow up at Garrus then?”

“Because-,” she began, sitting up. “He seemed to want me to stay in this forever. I want to come out...but I want to ease into it,” she explained.

“Okay then...we’ll start slow then.” He stood up, dragging the chair he’d been sitting in closer to the bed. He then fiddled with the waist portion of his armor before sitting down again.

“Keelah…” Tali said, watching Grunt’s cock unfurl and plop onto the bed.

“You can start with your feet. And then we’ll go from there.”

“I...I…”

“Planes going down Tali. Don’t miss the chance while it’s there.”

The quarian shuffled around, presenting her long legs. Using the two big...toes of her feet, she clamped around the krogan’s hard staff, and proceeded to fellate it, slowly moving up and down.

“Man your race’s anatomy is weird,” he commented.

“Coming from the race with no necks?”

“...That’s fair. Can’t complain about how you’re using yours though...ahh,” he groaned in pleasure.

“Since we can’t procreate with others normally, quarians became very adept at using our hands and feet to please them instead. Though I haven’t had much practice with krogan before…”

“Much?” he questioned.

“Okay, never. Not many races have had interest in copulating with a quarian. Turians are the closest to being somewhat safe for us, and humans always had that curiosity. Krogan don’t really care,” she explained, her feet quickening the pace.

“Yeah...probably had something to do with us not being able to make kids for all that time. But now that the genophage is cured, we can expand our uh...options. HRGG,” Grunt suddenly let out, his cock spurting out a number of splashes onto the bed and the quarian that occupied it.

“Ahh...think it's safe to say you didn’t need much practice,” he complimented.

“Keelah...and I think it’s safe to say your semen is…” she began, scooping up a bit with her finger and breathing it in. “Ahh...intoxicating.”

“So...what now?” he said, his cock already beginning to stiffen up for round two.

Tali replied with action, fiddling with the lower end of her clothing. She tugged them down only partially, stopping at her knees. Turning sideways, she presented her shapely rear end. 

“Now you fuck me until the plane hits the ground,” she ordered.

“Heh heh heh...yes ma’am,” he said. Standing up, he latched a grip onto those thick hips he once fantasized about, lined his cock up to that dripping wet hole and pressed.

“Perhaps you should have lubed yourself up first before-AHHH,” she said before her lips widened enough to allow him passage within her body.

“That hurt, you bosh’tet.”

“First time having something this big?” he inquired. Tali didn’t answer immediately, only slightly turning her head away. “You’re kidding...first time ever?” At that, she nodded. “Well shit...guess I better make it memorable then huh?” He thrusted deep inside, pounding those glorious hips, and eliciting countless moans from the quarian.

“Fuck...this is what you people have been enjoying all this time? We should’ve fixed our problems with the geth so much sooner,” she said, moaning all the while.

“If I’d known that this is what a virgin hole feels like, I’d have fought your war barehanded if it meant I got to fuck this on a regular basis,” he replied. After one more hard thrust, he tightened his grip on her, lifting the quarian off the bed and falling back onto the chair. The lightweight lady was so easy to lift, he could toss her up with minimal effort, gravity bringing her right back down his length.

“That’s it Grunt, use me like a goddamn sleeve!” she cried out, using her hands to caress his big head as she bounced on his cock with no regard for the possible sickness she could get in the near future.

“Well this time I think I prefer my sleeve to be a bit more...automatic,” he said. He freed up a hand and tugged the rest of her pants off completely, then adjusted the quarian to ride him cowgirl style.

“Giddy up,” he commanded.

Tali complied, hands on his wide shoulders to lift her weight up and down. It was a whole other sensation from simply having him thrust into her. Having it be her actions that brought the pleasure to them both felt sensational.

As she rode, Grunt could feel her breathing rate increase, the insides that gripped his cock pulsating.

“Grunt, I think...I think I’m about to cum,” she said.

“I noticed. I’ll get this last part.”

“This last what-OH KEELAH,” she cried out, Grunt getting a nice handful of her buttocks as he rapidly pounded upwards.

“CUMMING, CUMMING, AHHHHH,” the quarian screamed. The krogan let loose, emptying his quads into her. She threw herself forward, panting as she felt her belly rise with the amount he poured into her body.

“Hah...hah...plane...has actually landed with no problems,” he said with a chuckle.

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Alrighty got Tali off the list :p, she's always been my favorite of the ME girls, so was a pleasure to pop her cherry so to speak (or grape in this case heh heh heh). As for who's next, dunno there's only so much I can squeeze into the canon story, so might have to stretch out the Citadel DLC quite a bit to get the ladies I have in mind.