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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Mass_Effect
  Relationship:
      Cassandra_Denners/Teveus_Canlin, Original_Female_Human_Character(s)/
      Original_Male_Turian_Character(s)
  Character:
      Cassandra_Denners, Teveus_Canlin, Original_Female_Human_Character(s),
      Original_Male_Turian_Character(s)
  Additional Tags:
      Oral_Sex, Oral_Knotting, Deepthroating, Dirty_Talk, Biting, Marking,
      Scent_Kink, Facials, Vaginal_Fingering, Sexual_Fantasy, Age_Difference,
      Face-Fucking
  Series:
      Part 3 of Cassandra_&_Teveus
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-08-16 Words: 3390
****** The Uninhibited ******
by Chromaticism
Summary
     Teveus is insatiable and Cassandra is along for the ride. Mutual
     fantasies are always nice too.
Notes
     It's been a while since I've written something, so why not open up
     with some smut?
Teveus had Cassandra cornered against the wall. Ever since Cassandra had seen
him in those slacks and that labcoat, Teveus had seemed to take her reaction to
it as a cue for him to be more assertive in bed. In the past, he hadn't exactly
been a push-over by any means, but he'd always been incredibly agreeable and
always prioritized her orgasms over his own. It was surprisingly hot to see him
sometimes focussing solely on getting himself off before giving her the
necessary attention to reach her own climax. Cassandra would never tell him
that though. She still loved it when he gave her his sole focus. Going by her
experiences with Teveus, turians seemed to be incredibly intense lovers. She'd
never had anyone go to the lengths, or exert the patience, that Teveus did when
he pleasured her.
His tall, muscled body pressed against her own as he slowly grinded against
her. He hurriedly pushed the straps on her spaghetti top off of her shoulders
and down her arms, leaving her breasts exposed to the warm, temperate
Mediterranean air. Before she could think of what could possibly have come over
him, he drew his long, rough tongue across her collarbone with audible relish,
leaving her skin tingling from the feel of his hot, thick saliva.
"What's gotten into you?" She huskily said into his shoulder.
"Oh, the usual," he returned absent-mindedly, moving his tongue to lick at her
neck, "I saw you and I wanted you."
"And what do you want to do to me?" She murmured into his aural canal.
"Make you feel good... tie myself to you..."
"Cum inside you," he growled into her neck. "Make you smell only of me."
She audibly gulped. Teveus somehow managed to press himself further against
her, his naked body feeling incredibly warm against her half-clothed one.
Whilst he may have the confidence to walk around naked all the time, she had
some modesty remaining.
"I don't know... I think I might need a little convincing," she said, gasping
when his tongue began to slide down her pulse.
“Have I ever told you how much I like how soft you are?… your slightly sweet
and tangy taste,” he murmured as he continued to trail his tongue down towards
her breasts. She had to place a hand on the wall behind her for support when he
circled a nipple with his tongue. She almost fell over when his tongue
encircled and tugged on the other. He cupped her breasts in his hands, and
gently kneaded them whilst leaning over to whisper in her ear.
“How responsive you are?” he asked, hot breath gently ghosting off of her ear
and neck. He continued his conquest of her body with a gentle stroke of her
nipples, teasing her with the blunt side of his talons.
She could feel his mandibles gently tickle her skin as he began to slowly lap
at the side of her neck.
“Tell me more,” she managed to gasp out, shuddering as he began to trail his
talons down her sides.
He paused just above her slickened sex hidden underneath her panties, and
nipped at the side of her neck. He’d never really used his teeth before in sex,
so this was something new. Cassandra found it strangely enjoyable. It felt
oddly primal and incredibly passionate. Perhaps, this was more along the lines
of what he would do with another turian. The slight edge of pain seemed to make
the pleasure all that more powerful. After leaving that area of her neck
covered in marks from his teeth, he moved his attention to the other side and
nipped there also.
"I want to bite you," he whispered, his nips getting a little rougher.
She couldn't help but arch her neck to give him more room which he accepted
with a low moan. His bites edged along the line of breaking her skin and his
talons began to dig into her waist.
His final bite was one that broke her skin, his teeth sinking into the fleshy
part of her neck. The sensation was overwhelming. She let out an involuntary
squeal as his loud, rumbling growl into her flesh sent vibrations down the
length of her body, the resonance particularly affecting her core and groin.
Once he'd finished marking her skin to his content, and licked the slight wound
clean, he gently slid one of his hands under her panties and onto her sex. He
spread his fingers so that every part of her was touched by his long, slightly
rough fingers. The blunt side of one of his talons found her clit, and he
gently rubbed against it. As if all of this stimulation wasn’t enough, he
gently turned her head back to face him. The gaze that met her was paralysing.
She barely managed to swallow the saliva stuck in her throat.
His hazel eyes seemed to be have been consumed by the black of his sclera, and
his nasal plates visibly shifted with every inhale he took of her.
"You smell so good," he growled, transferring a deep vibration into her chest
from their close contact. It was so intense that she felt her legs slightly
wobble, and she almost succumbed to the sudden weakness in them.
It seemed Teveus noticed, as his free arm snaked around her waist to allow his
other hand to join the first inside her panties. He gently spread her lips and
slid a thick finger inside of her until it was entirely encased.
“I especially like this,” he whispered in her ear, gently moving his finger
back and forth in her tight channel. His pronounced knuckles rubbed
tantalizingly against her g-spot.
His teeth sank back into her neck and she arched into him.
"It's so tight, wet... warm. The feeling of all of my cock being locked inside
of you when I tie with you..."
"Indescribable," he finished with a low purr.
He growled in pleasure around her flesh as she gasped at the feeling of his
fingers relentlessly teasing her.
“Moan for me, Cassandra,” he whispered in her ear after licking the bite clean.
"I'll make you feel good," he promised with a lascivious smirk, nuzzling her
cheek slowly. "So good."
She swore she couldn't breathe. She tried to follow his request, but she had no
air.
Luckily, he took the initiative regardless and stole what little breath she had
with a kiss. Leading with a slight pinch of his teeth on her bottom lip into a
languid exploration of her mouth with his tongue. All the while, his finger
continued its leisurely exploration of her pussy. He left her lips with a sigh
of satisfaction, and pressed his body further against hers so that he could
place his forehead on hers.
"If I can't make you moan, I can make you climax," he purred against her lips,
stealing another kiss. His eyes were still near invisible as he seemed to stare
into her very being, but she managed to find the composure to focus.
Ignoring the finger still indulgently exploring her wet sex, she placed a hand
on the exposed hide at his tiny waist and squeezed.
He hissed and added another finger, stretching her open to make way for another
of his long, thick digits.
It was a clear competition, who could get the other off first. She was at a
serious disadvantage though as a result of Teveus not even being out of his
sheath. It would likely call for drastic measures for her to have any semblance
of winning.
"What if I want you to come first?" Cassandra asked, roughly squeezing his
waist. Looking down, she could see the plates of his groin begin to loosen.
"What if I were to fall down on my knees right now and let you fuck my mouth
till you came?" She whispered. His fingers came to an abrupt halt at that, and
a choked growl left him. She didn't dare look him in the eye, so in response,
she stroked the slit where his cock would emerge from.
"What if I were to let you fuck my throat?.. if you made me feel your knot in
my mouth. Sometimes, when I deepthroat you, I think of what would happen if
your knot were to swell further like it does when you come during regular sex."
Teveus flinched a little at the idea, but his groin continued to part as the
mahogany brown head of his cock began to peak into view. She rubbed her thumb
delicately across its slit before touching her thumb against her tongue. She
moaned at the taste of his mildly sweet fluids, it feeling silky and warm in
her mouth. Despite his silence and visible hesitance, his cock seemed to emerge
even faster, so she continued.
"How it would feel to have your knot press against the roof of my mouth, my
tongue and against my teeth. All at once. To be stuck against your crotch,
biding the time away by inhaling your slightly sweet, smoky musk," she
concluded with a deep inhale, smelling the beginnings of his musk filling the
air. She took the few inches of ribbed cock that had escaped his sheath into
her hand, slowly pumping the moist, soft flesh back and forth. When his knot
finally emerged, inflamed and quickly swelling up to a size she'd never seen it
take, she gave it glancing strokes with the tips of her fingers. His purrs,
growls and moans were music to her ears.
"Would you like that, Teveus?" She murmured, feeling the tip of his cock poke
her stomach as he moved closer to allow her greater access to his knot. "All of
that foot long cock fucking my throat?"
She looked up at him then, focussing on his closed eyes and the feeling of his
low rumbling growls vibrating along her body.
"It's a little over eleven inches actually," he corrected breathlessly. He
opened his eyes then, staring at her heatedly.
"I think you should get on your knees, Cassandra," he suggested with a wildly
wicked tone.
She stopped her ministrations and fell down to her knees almost immediately.
"Whilst I fuck your mouth full of my cum," Teveus began in a lazy drawl, idly
pumping his cock with one hand and gently squeezing his knot with the other, "I
want you to finish the work I began earlier. Finger yourself, Cassandra."
His hands came down to rest on the back of her head, his talons gently poking
against her scalp as he took a firm grip of her. Cassandra slid her fingers
across her sex, briefly rubbing her clit, before slowly inserting one inside.
The low moan she gave served as the opening Teveus needed to thrust his cock in
until he hit the back of her throat.
"So wet and warm," he murmured, quickly establishing a quick rhythm. Every
thrust hit the back of her throat. She opened her mouth wider for him and
locked eyes with him, staring up at him as she let him ravish her mouth. The
sight of her pleasuring herself as he took her mouth as he wanted, seemed to
prove to be too much for him as he looked away with a loud moan.
"Fuck.. I almost wish I could make a tie in here," he swore. "I never knew you
enjoyed oral this much."
She did with him. His musk, his taste, his growling moans that vibrated through
his cock and into her, the feel of his knot. There was so much to enjoy.
Cassandra couldn't help but think that it was also because it was him.
She loudly moaned around him, frantically fingering herself as he picked up the
pace even further. He still had yet to enter her throat and she hoped that her
moan would be an appropriate incentive.
"Don't worry, Cassandra," he moaned, the tip of his cock beginning to enter her
throat, "I'll fuck your throat and tie with your mouth. I'll give you your
fantasy."
She somehow found the muscle control to raise an eyebrow in disbelief. It was
impossible for his knot to swell in her mouth. Any further attempts to
communicate her misgivings were thwarted by his cock descending into her
throat. He purred loudly as her lips pressed against his knot, the flesh
feeling incredibly heated and solid against her lips. She'd never had any
intention of moving, so when his grip became vice-like, she found herself
relaxing even further and enjoying the strong aroma of his musk in her nose.
It was a short while before he eventually slid out of her throat and pulled
free of her mouth entirely. His cock was slick, almost soaked, with her saliva
and the slit on the head weeped copious precum. He gave himself a couple of
leisurely pumps whilst she continued to finger herself and catch her breath.
"Why'd you stop? I was -"
She never got to finish her sentence as he placed the head of his cock on her
lips and pushed the tip back inside.
"I just wanted to let you know..." he began with a smile which quickly faded
into a groan as she suckled his tip, enjoying the sudden splash of his unique
bitter-sweet taste that landed on her tongue.
Again, his hands held her in place as he slowly pushed into her mouth until he
was halfway in.
"Before you interrupted me with your tongue," he said, fucking her mouth with
slow, relaxed strokes.
"I wanted to tell you that knotting your mouth is a small fantasy of mine too,"
he revealed with a loud growl as he pulled her head back to meet his sudden
fast, deep thrusts.
She found herself half-choking, half-gagging as he relentlessly pushed in and
out of her throat. Sometimes his knot met her lips, sometimes it was halfway
into her mouth, but regardless of her occasional discomfort, he continued to do
as promised.
"Come for me, Cassandra," he panted, holding her against his knot again, "and
I'll tie with your mouth."
"I know you want it," he murmured as she doubled her efforts, two fingers now
moving inside of her and another circling her clit.
It didn't take long for her to reach orgasm. However, she couldn't focus on it
when his cock suddenly rushed out of her mouth and he loudly announced his
orgasm.
The first few spurts landed on her face, his thick purple cum slowly trickling
down before he hastily pushed back into her mouth. She wasn't happy about that,
at all.
It felt degrading.
"Sorry about that," he murmured, sounding entirely unapologetic as he eased his
knot into her mouth. "Close your eyes and focus on my voice."
Despite her slight irritation, maybe even anger, she did as he said and relaxed
against his crotch, placing her hands on his waist.
"You can feel it can't you?" He purred, holding her tightly against his groin
with one hand. "My knot growing in your mouth, pushing against your tongue,
rubbing against your teeth... now it's pressing against the roof of your
mouth."
"It's too big, you can't help but think, but it eventually stops. It leaves
your mouth stretched wide," he said in a low, even tone.
"You're stuck, tied to the plates and hide of my crotch. All of my long cock
buried deep in your mouth and throat. My knot is too large to leave your mouth
and you slowly begin to worry as to whether it will deflate in time."
She could almost feel everything he had so vividly described. A taloned hand
joined the hand she held on the right side of his waist and gently laced their
fingers together.
"You're beginning to feel slightly faint; you're running low on air.
Unfortunately, you can still feel me releasing down your throat. My knot
remains as large and as solid as it was when I first tied to your mouth."
"You know that struggling would be a waste of energy, so you focus entirely on
the feeling of my cock in your mouth... my musk in your nose... my knot
stretching your jaw. Can you feel them, Cassandra?" He groaned.
She swore she could feel his cock grow, or maybe it was his hypnotic voice, but
it felt like his cock was pulsing in her throat.
"The feeling of my ribbed shaft against your tongue, the flesh of your
throat... My scent... I know how much you like that in particular. The feel of
my knot keeping your mouth pressed around my seam... It helps you focus
entirely on the sensation. On me," he trailed off into a quiet groan and she
could feel the flow of his seed down her throat flag before finally halting
with a final non-imaginary pulse.
Just when she feels like she's going to start going purple, he begins to pull
out. Teveus gently eased his knot out of her mouth with the rest of his shaft
following quickly. She exhaled loudly and tried to catch her breath.
"Your vision begins to blacken on the edges when I finally begin to pull out,
my knot back to the smaller, but still large, size it takes when aroused,"
Teveus finished with a sigh.
"I then kick you in the crotch for cumming on my face," she breathily added
with a frown, gesturing to the trickling cum on her cheeks.
Some things transcend species as Teveus immediately jumped backwards with his
hands covering his crotch, watching her carefully for sudden movements.
"I'm sorry about that," he said with sincerity this time, "I just.. I thought
it'd be hot."
She was silent for a while, just to let him fester.
"I'm sure you can make it up to me," Cassandra said with vindictive glee.
Teveus sighed and seemed to brace himself.
===============================================================================
 
Her scheming had entirely backfired. Completely. Cassandra's initial idea was
to make Teveus do things that were degrading; things that human men would shy
away from.
He'd seemed to embrace them all.
"I'm done," he practically chirped, she was getting the feeling he was mocking
her now. He seemed to be full of only cheery optimism as she made him go
through task after task. His ironclad focus and determination when any of those
assignments involved her almost made her relent. Like the time she'd asked him
to jokingly trim her split ends, she'd heard from a friend that he'd been to a
salon to ask for tips.
"Why are you so happy?" She demanded.
He smiled and gave her toes a brief intense glance to see if they were up to
his perfectionist standards. It felt more like she was suffering him, than him
suffering her. He cared more about the results of his tasks than she did.
"I'm happy that you're letting me help you groom yourself," he began, but
stopped at her confused expression.
"It's a turian thing," he explained briefly before checking the soles of her
feet again if he felt they needed further exfoliating.
Code for something incredibly intimate that we do together that turian couples
do, Cassandra assumed.
She looked down at her legs. Perfectly shaven. Her feet. Toenails perfectly
pedicured.
"Anything else you want me to do?" Teveus asked, his hands automatically
beginning to massage her feet. Cassandra expertly ignored the smirk that
crossed his handsome face when she groaned for the umpteenth time at his clever
hands.
She gave it a little thought, oohing and aahing, as he continued his work.
There was only one thing really.
"Just... just keep being you," she half-slurred, well-groomed nails circling
her glass of authentic Chardonnay. Not any of that mass produced swill that was
the only thing available these days. Part of her wondered where the hell he'd
managed to get this and what kind of favours he'd had to pull. She hadn't even
asked for it. The last time she'd had a decent bottle of wine, was when she'd
worked for a pharmaceutical corporation executive a few months before the
Reapers came. He'd been a giant lech, but he'd had real fine taste in food and
wine.
"Of course," he swore, looking at her with an impossibly soft look to his
features.
Cassandra settled back onto the recliner and tried to ignore the slight flutter
of her heartstrings.
 
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