The following day, Sako woke up as he had before, laying in bed for several hours before his alarm went off. He knew that the supervisor was going to come aboard today, he didn't even want to have to get up. If he didn't show up for duty however, with the ascetic who was coming aboard, he knew he would never hear the end of it. Grunting as he stood, he moved over to his shower and cleaned himself of the sweat that covered him from his restless, nightmare filled sleep. 

Putting his armour on, he walked out of his quarters and made his way to the command centre. Upon arriving, he was greeted by one of his subordinates, who also informed him that they were already docked at the supply station. He felt his stomach turn, he knew that the supervisor was most likely already aboard, Ascetics were always punctual. He was just about to ask the major at the operations station about it, when he heard the doors to the command centre chime and slide open. Turning around, he saw what he had been nervous about ever since he received the communique from the prophets; the supervisor. The ascetic walked forward, looking quite imposing in his armour. He had his helmet on, the metallic prongs adding to his formidable appearance. 

Sako steeled his expression, ensuring that neither the ascetic, nor anyone else on the bridge knew of his insecurities. He stood straight as he was approached by the rather muscular ascetic, the other Sangheili walking up the ramp to his command platform with no hesitation. The other Elite stood a few inches taller than him, making him feel a bit intimidated. 

ÒYou are Sako, yes?Ó The shipmaster nodded in response as he heard the ascetics voice, sounding slightly distorted as it came over the helmet's speakers. 

ÒI am, yes. And you are?Ó He did his best to show no hint of fear in his expression, he could not let the ascetic know that he had the upper hand. 

ÒZasat Utamee.Ó Sako found himself slightly surprised by the sound of the Ascetics voice. He was expecting something coarse and gruff, but instead, it seemed more calm and smooth. Confident, but not overly arrogant. 

ÒI expect that you know why I am here.Ó  

ÒYes. The prophets have informed meÓ 

ÒGood, then I want you to be aware that I do not want any incidents here. You may still be in command of this ship, but it is my obligation to ensure that you carry out your duties properly.Ó Sako's mandibles twitched with annoyance at his last statement, he felt that he was already having his command stolen from him by Zasat. He had to talk to him in private somewhere, he did not want his crew losing even more respect for him because of this. 

ÒI would like to discuss some issues with you, please accompany me to my quarters.Ó Zasat nodded slightly, and Sako made his way to the exit, the ascetic following closely behind. A few minutes later, they arrived at Sako's quarters. The Ascetic followed the Shipmaster in, and the doors automatically locked behind the two Sangheili. Sako turned to face the Ascetic. 

ÒI do not care if you have been appointed by the prophets or not, I want you to be aware of something right now. I still command this ship, I still command this crew. I know your type, and I shall have none of your Ascetic nonsense. I will not lose the respect of my crew because you have come aboard.Ó Zasat remained silent for a few moments after the shipmaster's outburst, but his eventual response was not something that Sako expected at all 

ÒI am in this position because I must forfill my duty to to the Covenant. Just because I don the armour of an Ascetic does not mean that I am like the rest of them. I respect your position onboard this ship, Sako, but I have a duty to complete. How long I remain on this ship relies almost solely on how satisfied I am that you can perform you duties, by how satisfied I am with you. I am not here because I want to be, I am here because I have to be. I have no intention of stealing your command.Ó 

The shipmaster stood on the spot, his mandibles completely still now as he took in all of what Zasat had said. He had not expected anything like this from him, in all his experience, an ascetic had never been that open and truthful with him before. Zasat looked around the shipmaster's room, from seeing it, he had confirmation of what he suspected was really going on inside him. He wanted to help Sako, let him know that he meant no harm to him. 

ÒI know what happened on that mission...I know that you have lost someone close to you.Ó Sako's eyes were now fixed on the ascetic's. ÒYou are not alone in this, I know how you feel right now, I too have lost someone.Ó The ascetic removed his helmet with a hiss of compressed air, revealing his surprisingly handsome features. He had cut cleanly through Sako's defenses, the shipmaster could feel all of his emotions from the past two days bubbling to the surface, and as much as he tried, he could not stop them. 

ÒI...I tried to save him, I did...I saw him mutilated...destroyed by those  disgusting creatures...Ó Sako started to lose his composure, he was at his weakest in front of the ascetic now, yet the other male did not mock or ridicule him. Instead he placed a hand on his shoulder, comforting him. 

ÒI saw the records of what transpired that day, nothing that happened was your fault. The prophets were wrong to send me to supervise you, but I, like the rest of us are at the mercy of their orders.Ó Sako found himself leaning against Zasat, whimpering softly, his emotions were now controlling his actions. The ascetic moved to sit on Sako's bed, and allowed him to lean against his chest, the once proud shipmaster hurting badly enough to be whimpering as if he were a tormented child. Zasat stroked Sako gently as he wept, reassuring and comforting him ÒI know how lonely you are, you have nobody to tell how you feel, nobody to share yourself with...I have lived my life in that way for so many years.Ó Sako's whimpering lessened a bit, the male sitting up to look Zasat in the eyes 

ÒR..really? You feel as I do?Ó His question was met not with words, but with a nod as well as a reassuring hug form the Ascetic. Sako held Zasat back, wrapping his arms around his back, breathing in and out slowly. He didn't know why, but he felt safe with the Ascetic, appreciated even. He stayed like that for at least an hour, his eyes closed as he held on to Zasat, being comforted and reassured by him. 

Sako knew that he should be on duty, but right now, he felt more at peace than he had felt in such a long time, Zasat's comforting had helped him more than anything else could have. He knew that his second in command would take over for him until he returned. He exhaled softly, and detached himself from Zasat, moving to sit next to him instead. He looked over his features, the most notable part of his face was definitely his bright orange eyes, which stood out against his smooth brownish-grey skin. Even though he was wearing body armour, Sako was able to tell that Zasat was quite muscular, he found himself looking over the other male, finding him rather appealing, even in his armour. It came as a surprise to him then, when Zasat asked if it would be alright if he took the armour off, since he had been wearing it for a few days without being able to remove it. 

ÒDo you want me to put it somewhere? Or can I just leave it on the floor.Ó 

ÒOn the floor is fine, it's not like I bother to tidy up around here anymore.Ó Sako watched as Zasat stood, and pressed the control pad on his armour that demagnetized it. The Ascetic first removed the his gloves and the metal plates that were on his arms, making it easier for him to use his hands to remove the armour around his legs. Finally, he pulled off his chest armour, leaving Sako unable to stop himself staring at the male's strong, muscular chest, the shape of his body easily visible through his form-fitting gel suit. He definitely liked Zasat much better without his armour on. Sako couldn't help but compliment Zasat on his appearance. 

ÒYou look very strong and healthy, you must train often...Ó The Ascetic smiled back at Sako, moving back to sit next to him on the bed 

ÒAs do you. Not only that, but you are quite good looking as well.Ó Sako blushed slightly at this compliment, his face becoming tinted with a shade of blue. 

ÒPerhaps you would like to remove your armour as well, Sako, I am sure it would be much more comfortable for you if you did.Ó Sako hoped that this was going where he thought it was, he definitely found Zasat attractive...and it had been so long since he had done something of this nature with another. 

ÒOf course...Ó Standing, he demagnetized his armour just as Zasat had done a minute before him. Removing the gold-coloured metal plates, he placed them on the floor in a pile, leaving himself in just his form-fitting bodysuit. He returned to his position on the bed, but this time he sat a bit closer to Zasat. Sako could see Zasat's eyes running up and down his body, and he found himself doing the same to the Ascetic. 

ÒYou look much better without your armour on, Sako...Ó The Shipmaster blushed slightly again, but shuffled a bit closer to Zasat. 

ÒAs do you...Ó The Ascetic placed a hand on his shoulder, and began to rub it lightly, causing Sako to give off a quiet purr. He did the same to Zasat, but to a further degree than was being done to him. He placed both of his hands on the other male's shoulders, holding back his groan at the feeling of his muscles and skin beneath the bodysuit. Even through the latex like suit, he could feel how warm Zasat was. He found himself tracing his hands over the Ascetics chest, feeling the contours of his body. As his hands explored, he could feel Zasat's doing the same to him, feeling over his chest and sides with his hands. The two gradually moved closer and closer to each other, until they were leaning against one another, their hands now caressing over each other's backs. Sako felt Zasat's tongue lick over one of his mandibles, causing him to let out a soft groan. Before he knew he had done it, his own tongue was lapping over Zasat's maw, rubbing against the inside of his mouth and curling around his tongue. He found himself almost melting into the other male, closing his eyes as they locked their mandibles together in a deep kiss. He held himself there for what felt like the longest two minutes of his life, before he pulled back, looking over Zasat once more. 

He was surprised to see that between the other males legs, there was a large bulge beneath his bodysuit that was shaped very much like the erect genitals of a male. He was even more surprised though, to find that he had a very similar bulge beneath his own bodysuit. Zasat let off a soft murr at seeing this ÒIt would appear that our bodies are saying what we are both thinking...Ó 

Sako blushed a deep shade of blue as he momentarily came to his senses, he hesitated. He had just met Zasat, and this was all happening so quickly. It felt so good though, he couldn't remember anyone ever having made him feel this good. Just looking over Zasat caused his loins to throb more intensely, and sent a shiver of desire through his body. Sako could not resist, and he knew it. He moved his hands forward, placing them on Zasat's chest again. The other male purred softly as Sako gently slid them down his body suit, down past his belly, placing them on the bulge between his legs. He was unable to stifle his own groans upon feeling the intense heat radiating from beneath the suit. He rubbed his hands gently over it, causing Zasat to give off a rather loud groan of pleasure. He stared into Zasat's intense orange eyes as he rubbed, starting to pant from his own desire. 

ÒUhh...you feel so good rubbing me like that Sako...but this suit hinders me, would you help me remove it?Ó Just the thought of pulling the tight suit off the other male caused Sako to throb wildly, his shaft giving a spurt of thick pre beneath his bodysuit.

ÒOf course...Ó Sako leaned forward, giving Zasat an affectionate lick, before he motioned for the other male to stand. He definitely enjoyed seeing the Ascetic stand and stretch before him, the tight suit showing off every detail of his muscular body, the most noticeable feature definitely the large bulge that jutted out from his hips. Sako couldn't help but rub himself as he stood, moving around behind Zasat so that he could gain access to the seam that fastened the suit around his back. He pressed himself against the other male's back, groaning out in desire, and kissed the back of his neck gently. ÒI want you...so much...Ó He pressed his hips against Zasat, rubbing the bulge in his suit against the muscular rump of the other male, causing them both to groan out softly, one feeling pleasure shoot through his loins, the other feeling something hard and warm pressing against his rump. Sako wanted to take Zasat right then and there, but he knew that they would both have to be nude before that could happen. 

Stepping back from the Ascetic, Sako placed both of his hands on the back of Zasat's neck, his fingers feeling for the seam that joined the two halves of the bodysuit together. He slipped the tips of his fingers beneath the seam, and gently pulled the two halves of the rubbery suit away from each other. The seam split down Zasat's back, going all the way down to beneath his rump where the seam ended. Bluish green latex parted to reveal  smooth brown skin beneath it. The first thing he noticed as the suit came away from the Ascetics body was his overpowering musk, it nearly knocked him back as the smell went into his nostril slits. Zasat must have been in the suit for days, his masculine pheromones  being concentrated inside, and now they mixed with the even stronger scent of his arousal, the combined scents making Sako want to pin Zasat to the floor and take him as hard as he could. 

ÒZasat...you smell...wonderful.Ó Hearing this, the Ascetic simply grinned and turned to face Sako. He still had the front of his bodysuit on, but giving off a deep, rumbling purr, Zasat began to slowly pull it down. He revealed his bare chest, the greyish brown skin shaped by the muscles that lay beneath it, a few scars in some places. The suit went down his belly, his muscular abdomen appearing beneath the continuously lowering suit, and then, his hips came out from beneath the rubbery bodysuit. Sako could not help but stare at Zasat's glistening member, the pinkish, flesh-coloured erection standing up tall and throbbing gently. He could see that Zasat was definitely as aroused as he was, if not more so. A trail of slimy, purple precum ran down the underside of his shaft. Sako groaned and moved forward, placing his hands on the spear of flesh, causing Zasat to moan out lowly at his touch. He could feel the thin layer of clear slime beneath his fingers, the slime that all Sangheili males secreted in their genital slits, saturated with their musk.

Reaching down, Zasat gently pushed Sako's hand away from his crotch. ÒSako...you have yet to remove your own coverings, I wish to see you fully as well...Ó  The shipmaster shuddered softly in anticipation as he heard this, turning around almost immediately and giving Zasat access to the seam of his bodysuit.  He felt the other male move up behind him, his arms coming around to stroke his chest softly...his hard member pressing up against his rump and lower back through the suit. He groaned, and pressed his hips back towards the Ascetic, rubbing his tight rump over the other male's aching arousal, extracting numerous pleasured groans from him. 

The hands removed themselves from his chest, and reappeared on the seam at his back. He groaned as he felt the suit being pulled off his body, the cool air making him shiver softly as it touched his skin. The suit was soon split open all the way down his back and  underneath his rump, where he felt Zasat's hands start to rub. He let out a yelp of pleasure as the two hands slid underneath his bodysuit and made their way around his hips to where his throbbing maleness lay. Two sets of four fingers wrapped around his aching, needy length, and began to stroke over it with a skillful grace. His legs shuddered slightly as the pleasure shot through his body like electricity, within the first few seconds of rubbing the hands managed to milk a good few spurts of pre from him. He heard that smooth, reassuring voice that he had grown to love so much from behind him ÒMmm...so big, so thick...your size rivals mine, Sako...Ó The Shipmaster gave a cry of pleasure as he felt a tight squeeze around his cockhead, milking yet another thick spurt of pre from him. Then, the hands withdrew from within his suit, causing Sako to let out an audible whimper of disappointment and frustration. 

Zasat stood back up behind Sako, and kissed him lightly on the neck. ÒDo not worry, my sexy Sako, you will get your release soon.Ó Giving a dominant growl, he reached around the Shipmaster's body and pulled the remainder of the bodysuit off him, rendering him completely naked. Sako gasped as he felt the suit part with his skin, the front of his body being exposed to the cooler air of his quarters. The Ascetic then pressed his front up against Sako's muscular back, drawing yet another groan from him. The thick, warm shaft of the Ascetic pressed up against the two muscular hemispheres of Sako's rump, gently pushing forwards, between them. The shipmaster's breathing quickened as he felt the slick tip of the other male pressing against his tight pucker. Zasat placed his hands on either side of Sako's hips, and gently eased himself forwards, spreading the other males vent open. Sako let out a pleasured gasp as he felt himself slowly being penetrated, the male attempting to loosen himself up as much he could. 

It didn't take long before Zasat had hilted himself. For a minute or so, he stayed still within the Shipmaster, allowing him to get accustomed to his size and shape. As he did so, his hands once again made their way around to the front of Sako's hips, where they gently closed around his throbbing member. He was pleased to hear another gasp of pleasure from the shipmaster. He began to rhythmically squeeze down around his length, extracting more grunts and moans from him. He felt something warm, wet and sticky run down his fingers, the shipmaster's pre only helping him to rub over the shaft in his hands faster. It was at this point that he began his rather firm thrusts into Sako, causing them both to grunt out loudly in pleasure. He was quick to pick up the pace, leaning forwards and speaking into earslit of the one whom he mated ÒUhh...by the gods you're tight!Ó

Sako felt like he was in heaven, all of these wonderful sensations all happening at the same time. He felt his tight vent being penetrated, the hot, slick shaft of the other male pulling out and thrusting into him, the wonderful body-heat that the Ascetic gave off as he pressed up against his back. By far the best though, was Zasat's wonderful hands. He felt them so tight around his heavily throbbing arousal, massaging, kneading, and squeezing it. He had oozed out enough precum to make the Ascetic's hands wet, the slimy liquid only adding to the experience, lubricating his hard maleness. He wasn't far from his climax, already, he could feel the pleasure building within him. 

The Ascetic gasped out as he felt a particularly strong surge of pleasure, causing him to release a strong spurt of pre into Sako. He was close now, the two males both approaching their peaks. He gave a lustful growl, and hammered himself hard into the Shipmaster, pounding his wonderfully tight rear. He gave a series of loud gasps, then gave a huge thrust into the other male, causing Sako to move forwards enough to almost fall over. Zasat put an arm around his chest, keeping him from falling, leaving his other to rub his length as he felt himself hit his climax. He warbled out in joy as he felt his length go completely rigid within Sako, his hands clenched. One curled up into a fist, while the other squeezed hard on the other male's slick erection. His own thick spear of flesh pulsated as it let out spurt after spurt of hot, sticky seed into Sako, filling him with warmth. Sako screamed out in bliss as well, his climax starting almost instantly after Zasat's hand clamped firmly around the upper part of his shaft. His legs shook beneath him as he warbled out in ecstasy, thick ropes of his purple seed flying out from his length and landing over the floor, splattering over it and painting it with splashes of purple. His hot meat pulsated in Zasat's hand, oozing seed all over it as the climax slowly faded, covering the hand in hot, fresh cum.

The two Elites gasped out after their climax ended, panting heavily, their bodies still coupled as they staggered over to Sako's bunk and flopped down on it, not caring that they both had splatters of seed over themselves. Zasat pulled himself out of Sako, and rolled over on the bunk so that he was facing the Shipmaster. The two males were still panting heavily from their huge climax as they pulled each other close. Sako pressed his mandibles against Zasat's, his tongue coming out to gently lick over the Ascetic's mandibles as he kissed the other male passionately. He closed his eyes and let his body go limp in Zasat's tight hold, giving off a contented purr. He broke the deep kiss, and moved his mandibles over Zasat's ear slit so that he could whisper to him 

ÒI love you...Ó. Upon hearing this, Zasat smiled, and licked over the side of Sako's head gently. 

ÒAs do I...Ó 

The Shipmaster felt himself becoming sleepy rather quickly as he calmed down from the intense climax. Reaching down, he pulled the smooth sheets up over both himself and Zasat, keeping one arm around the Ascetic as he shifted and made himself more comfortable in the soft bed. As he began to drift off to sleep, he did something that he had not done in a long time, he smiled. He felt so safe with Zasat, so secure and loved. He closed his eyes and gave a contented sigh as he fell asleep, gently being stroked by Zasat.