What must be done

It's not a decision that you would make lightly, nor ever make again, but you have to do something. Grunt is physically the strongest member of your team, and you need to be able to rely on him when you're attacking the collector base. With a deep sigh, you finally manage to **** out a reply.

"I think I may be able to help, under one condition."

The Krogan eyes you over warily, it seems he finds your offer suspicious, but before he can complain, a strange sort of tremor rocks his body, and Grunt groans in discomfort.

"Yes, anything, Doe, just make it stop."

Slowly, you rise from your seat, your steps hesitant as you make your way over to the hulking brute. While you haven't had a chance to change out of your armor, you tug your gloves off in preparation of what's to come.

"First off, you have to trust me, and if I say to stop, you'd damn well better." After all, Krogans have a reputation for a reason, the massive reptilians are not known for their gentle lovemaking. "And second, you won't breathe a word of what happens here to anyone, on your word as a Krogan."

Just your mere presence makes Grunt tremble once more, ad his head nods frantically. "I swear, it will remain a secret. Whatever it is!"

Finally, you kneel between those powerful legs, and reach up to begin removing his armor, much to Grunt's surprise. And apparently, his enjoyment, as something absolutely massive begins to throb against his thigh.

"Doe, what are you.." but his sentence fades into a deep groan. Though it takes some effort, you at last manage to remove enough of his leggings to release the famed Krogan cock, which stands proudly at attention.

Your mouth flops open in awe at the sight, it has got to be longer than your forearm, and at least twice as thick. It flares sightly at the tip, more like the phallus of a beast than a man. Beneath the immense member sift four large, round balls, each hanging heavily before you. It even smells strong, the earthy musk of a Krogan in need of a mate.

Ever so carefully, you place your hand against his fleshy spear, finding it quite hot to the touch. Grunt bellows lightly in approval, if he still has any concerns, then they aren't being voiced. It's got to be one of the biggest dicks you've ever seen, and you fought the Thorian. This isn't going to be easy, but you find yourself suddenly much more enthused than you were five minutes ago.