Follow Shepard.

John Shepard sat on the cot in his cell. He had come to as the two asari had been unloading him from the shuttle. There hadn't been much to see, as they had a black bag over his head. Possibly to keep him from knowing where he was, possibly to keep his identity hidden. Of course, it could have been for both reasons.

From the shuttle, they had taken him to a medical bay. There had been several quick surgeries, both to patch up any remaining injuries from the final battle of the Reaper War, and to scan for and remove any Alliance communication or monitoring implants he might've had.

After that, they'd **** him into a communal shower area, cleaned him up, then to the cell, where he'd been waiting for the last couple of hours.

Shepard's boredom was alleviated when the pretty young Asari, Athame, who had played with his cock on the shuttle ride over, entered the cell.

She was carrying an incredibly unappetizing bowl of what looked like blue stew, and more importantly, some clothes.

"Here." She said, tossing the Eclipse t-shirt and fatigues at him.

It occured to Shepard that, given her obvious infatuation with him, it may be possible, and indeed, in his best interest, to seduce the young asari.