Oh yes.

"Really?" He asked, holding up the shirt. "If I remember my time on the shuttle correctly, I'd have assumed you were the last person who wanted to see me dressed."

"I argued against it, but chain of command shot me down. Being a grunt sucks." Athame smiled.

"Speaking of sucking, you promised me a continuation on the shuttle." Shepard smiled.

"I really shouldn't. My bitch of a boss wants you fed, clothed and back on the shuttle in ten."

In response, Shepard stood and moved closer to Athame, giving her a close-up view of his naked, well-developed body, as well as his cock, imposing and sizeable even when flaccid.

"I... can keep her waiting." Athame said, dropping to her knees.

It doesn't take much for Shepard to get hard. Between the stress of the invasion and Miranda no longer being by his side 24/7, it had been quite a while since he'd had any form of release.

The cyan-shaded nymph worked his shaft quite skillfully, peppering his thick white cock with kisses.

"So," Athame began as she jerked him off "You know you're my first human. Am I your first asari?"

Shepard let out a deep laugh.

"Honey, I've been in the Alliance for years." Shepard told her, giving her head tentacles a playful squeeze.

"So you've made a lot of mistakes on shore leave?" She asks, looking up from his crotch.

"I wouldn't call them mistakes." Shepard smiled, fondly remembering some of his escapades with the galaxy's favourite blue-skinned species.

"You like that?" Athame asks, beating your cock with one soft blue hand.

"I do, but I just realized something." You tell the asari.

"What?" She asks, pausing momentarily in her ministrations.

"A blowjob's not gonna be enough." Shepard decided, pulling her off her feet.

He tore at the young woman's armor like a man possessed, and before long, she was standing before him naked. Like many asari, she's not a big believer in the whole "underwear" thing.

Shepard took a moment to admire the young merc's body, stroking a hand from her taut blue stomach to her bald pussy, before issuing his first order since the end of the Reaper War.

"Mount me." He smirked. Like a loyal soldier, Athame was only to eager to oblige. Even if he was in her employer's custody, right here, for now, it was evident who was in command.

Wrapping his arms around Athame's slender waist, Shepard loosed a groan of delight into her tits as he entered her. She was tight, moreso than most women and even asari he'd fucked. It must be down to her relative youth, he conjectured. Relative considering that even is she was barely an adult, she probably had a decade or two on him at the least.

He worked with the merc in perfect harmony, thrusting up into her as she brought herself back down on him.

It got to the point that when she said the words, Shepard almost expected them. Didn't even need to see her eyes to know the change going on in them.

"Embrace eternity." Athame said breathily.

New heights of ecstacy washed over Shepard as he was melded with. Even though he was still in his own body, he felt one with the asari. Could feel the pleasure he was giving her as if it was her own.

Even her memories were laid bare to him. In the heat of the moment, passionate ones tended to come to the fore. He saw sapphic rendevous' on Athame's home, her and another asari, swimming together naked, making love in a moonlight lake.

As he continued to fuck the asari, he felt the inevitability of release grow closer and closer.

With a shout of delight he came, spurting his pent-up seed into the tight young mercenary. Not long after, he felt the asari climax, almost as if it was his own.

Just as quickly as it had came, he felt his mental connection to Athame severed, leaving only their physical proximity. It was an excellent consolation prize.

"I can't believe-" she gasped. "Can't believe I got to be the first..."

Reclining back, spent, Shepard ignored her words for the time being.

After a few quiet, calm, comfortable moments, Athame spoke.

"So, is this the part where you convince me to betray the Eclipse and bust you out?" She said in an amused tone.

"It is if you're the kind of asari who can be turned by a really good fuck?" He responded with an earnest smile.

"Unluckily for you, I'm as loyal as I am incredible in bed." Athame smiled. "Get yourself dressed."

She flung the t-shirt into his face.

With a sigh, Shepard obliged. It felt good to have something to wear, at least.

Once he had the outfit on, Shepard, ever the gentleman allowed Athame to cuff his hands behind his back.

"This suits you." The young asari cooed, stroking the Commander's muscular chest through his shirt.

"I think the black bag kind of ruins the whole ensemble." Shepard opined.

"Sorry Commander, orders are orders, fashion be damned."

Before putting the bag on his head, Athame paused.

"Hey, I don't know if I should be telling you this, but who cares? You're not really in danger here." The asari promised. Her tone seemed sincere, but that just made him more and more confused.

Shepard asked her to clarify, but Athame declined to say more. After she put the bag back on his head, she pretty much killed the conversation.

"Fuck, I need to get you back to the shuttle." She said, looking at the time on her omni-tool. "We're really late."

Leading him out of his cell, Athame took Shepard roughly back the way he had came. Five minutes later, he could hear the familiar sound of Tevura's impatient voice.

"You're late." The asari responded. "I would've left without you, but you're the one with the HVT."

"Sorry boss." Athame says, her voice a little uneven. "He resisted. I had to teach him some manners." You don't even need to see the young grunt's face to know she's struggling to bury a grin.

"Uh-huh." Tevura says, before gesturing to have you put back on board.