Councilor Tevos’s contract

“You know that I have access to a number of important people,” Aria said. “One of them is an asari that owes you a grand apology for the Reaper fuck up.”

Shepard nodded. “I assume you mean Tevos?”

Aria nodded. “Tevos was a naughty asari during the war. And now she needs to be punished. I’m offering you the chance to take that responsibility.”

“What?” Shepard asked.

“This contract,” Aria said as she handed it to Shepard.

Shepard read it over. “You want me to be Tevos’s **** owner? For 100 years?”

“Until you die,” Aria said. “And then Liara would take over the rest.”

Shepard continued to read making sure there were no traps. “And what if I do refuse?” Shepard asked.

“Why would you refuse?” Aria asked.

“Because I don’t need a sex **** for 100 years,” Shepard said.

Aria raised an eyebrow. “You’re certain you want to reject my offer?”

Shepard nodded. “Yeah. I am. I don’t want any part of this actually.”

“I see…” Aria said. “Well… at least I tried. Tevos come here.”

Shepard followed Aria’s gaze and saw Tevos was naked and shackled, a ball gag in her mouth. Shepard’s eyes widened. “T-tevos…”

Tevos obediently approached, blushing at the fact of Shepard seeing her like this. Aria stroked Tevos’s cheek and said. “Shepard, Tevos and I had a little wager based on whether you would agree to a contract. I knew you wouldn’t agree, but Tevos was really hoping you would. Because now… you’re looking at Afterlife’s newest dancer.”

Tevos squirmed with embarrassment as Aria chuckled.

Shepard’s jaw dropped. “W-wait… but the Council…”

“Will have a new Councilor,” Aria said as she gestured to the door.

Shepard turned to see the silhouette of an asari as she stepped into the light revealing herself.