and would be absolutely delighted if authoranon would write something else involving Nihlus and Saren.
I'm desperate for something playful and quirky with these two...something like that above fill with mood between the extremes of crack-funny and tragedy :)
Doesn't need to include pr0n though that's of course always appreciated, but I'd like to see them be friends and care about each other (even if they won't admit it aloud).
Ah, hell. Whatever authoranon comes up with will be welcome."
I'm Watching You [1/8]
anonymous
April 8 2012, 20:56:46 UTC
Sitting in his cabin after three hours spent slaving through the backlog of mission reports, Saren turned on the video feed. The entire ship was covered with hidden cameras - every space other than the bathroom. None of them showing anything, now. Nihlus was out drinking himself to death or whatever it was he liked to do on leave and Saren was enjoying the brief spell of solitude
( ... )
I'm Watching You [2/8]
anonymous
April 8 2012, 20:58:56 UTC
“Gotcha,” Nihlus was muttering. He linked the datapad to the projector and stood exposed to the sudden bright light. Cam2 couldn’t see the projection: it showed Nihlus from a close profile. The holo was visible on Cam4, however, and even though it was too far to discern fine detail, Saren recognized the scene immediately. It was a recording from one of their recent missions. A group of disgruntled employees from the Serrice Biotics Research Center had thought that turning to terrorism would somehow make their lives better. It had only made them much shorter. Saren straightened up in the chair: nobody had notified him about the existence of security footage. And he didn’t like being caught on camera
( ... )
I'm Watching You [3/8]
anonymous
April 8 2012, 21:02:00 UTC
Nihlus tried the move several more times, getting better and better, but missing several key details that couldn’t be resolved from the footage. It was an advanced mimetic, perhaps one of the most complex moves in Saren’s repertoire; without proper instruction, blind repetition would only lead to building up bad habits. As if thinking the same thing, Nihlus stopped and muttered, “Got to get him to show me
( ... )
I'm Watching You [4/8]
anonymous
April 8 2012, 21:05:05 UTC
But he was in the perfect position to find out, right now. His hand hovered above the controls for far longer than it was supposed to before he rewound the feed to half an hour earlier, before he’d gone out. He passed Cam3, already dressed up, and looked at Nihlus, who was eating.
“What?” Nihlus said through a full mouth.
“That’s disgusting,” week-ago Saren replied, frowning. What was that all about?
Nihlus just rolled his eyes. “I had the same thing an hour ago. And it’s all dry. Why should I wash it?”
Ah. The plate. Nihlus made a habit of reusing his dishes. Many times over. Saren didn’t like that. But here and now, he thought it no more than slightly annoying; certainly not disgusting. It was like he had been provoking Nihlus on purpose. But why would he do that? He had no memory of the incident at all, so it wasn’t something that Nihlus had done to unnerve him - that he’d remember
( ... )
I'm Watching You [5/8]
anonymous
April 8 2012, 21:10:06 UTC
And as if it were really Nihlus speaking, he turned around in the video, half-sitting with his back in the corner, his right hand going straight for his crotch. Saren tried to swallow the embarrassment, but his mouth was dry
( ... )
I'm Watching You [6/8]
anonymous
April 8 2012, 21:11:29 UTC
Many seconds later, he let out a long, ragged sigh, watching Nihlus calm down, watching Nihlus tremble through the many aftershocks of what must have been the longest, most intense orgasm Saren had ever witnessed. Nothing even close to that had ever happened to him; not with a partner, let alone with himself
( ... )
I'm Watching You [7/8]
anonymous
April 8 2012, 21:13:49 UTC
The next morning, Saren went up for breakfast in a foul mood. The sense of trepidation at meeting Nihlus face to face after what he’d seen last night was pitiful, and the best way to purge it would be to indulge in some violence. Fortunately, he had received instructions for locating and eliminating a lair of batarian pirates who were pestering the new turian colony on Helas. His fingers curled in anticipation.
But when he emerged at the top of the stairs, he froze. Nihlus was standing in front of the projector, just like in the video, watching the same security footage.
“Morning,” he said in a bright, chirpy tone that made Saren frown even more. Nihlus observed him for a second, then chuckled. “You look more hung-over than I am.”
“What’s that?” Saren said, indicating the video. He was uncomfortably self-conscious, his own brash voice rasping in his ears. Oh yes. For some reason it was very difficult to be kind to Nihlus. Irrational. Ridiculous! But first and foremost: unfair. Nihlus deserves better than this, he reminded himself,
( ... )
I'm Watching You [8/8]
anonymous
April 8 2012, 21:15:48 UTC
“There’s always the sand,” he said to break the tension.
“I can’t believe I’m hearing this.” Nihlus laughed nervously. “Is that a recommendation?”
“I’m sure you’ve tried it already.”
“Of course I have. But I don’t think it’s the same. It gives you a buzz, makes you see red, and at best, you get sparks all over the skin. Which is sexy, for sure. But I’ve never been able to do anything with it
( ... )
http://masseffectkink.livejournal.com/2790.html?thread=4729574#t4729574
"Okay, I fell in love with that fill:
'Distraction' at http://masseffectkink.livejournal.com/2320.html?thread=4646928#t4646928
and would be absolutely delighted if authoranon would write something else involving Nihlus and Saren.
I'm desperate for something playful and quirky with these two...something like that above fill with mood between the extremes of crack-funny and tragedy :)
Doesn't need to include pr0n though that's of course always appreciated, but I'd like to see them be friends and care about each other (even if they won't admit it aloud).
Ah, hell. Whatever authoranon comes up with will be welcome."
- which I already filled once. Heh.
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“What?” Nihlus said through a full mouth.
“That’s disgusting,” week-ago Saren replied, frowning. What was that all about?
Nihlus just rolled his eyes. “I had the same thing an hour ago. And it’s all dry. Why should I wash it?”
Ah. The plate. Nihlus made a habit of reusing his dishes. Many times over. Saren didn’t like that. But here and now, he thought it no more than slightly annoying; certainly not disgusting. It was like he had been provoking Nihlus on purpose. But why would he do that? He had no memory of the incident at all, so it wasn’t something that Nihlus had done to unnerve him - that he’d remember ( ... )
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But when he emerged at the top of the stairs, he froze. Nihlus was standing in front of the projector, just like in the video, watching the same security footage.
“Morning,” he said in a bright, chirpy tone that made Saren frown even more. Nihlus observed him for a second, then chuckled. “You look more hung-over than I am.”
“What’s that?” Saren said, indicating the video. He was uncomfortably self-conscious, his own brash voice rasping in his ears. Oh yes. For some reason it was very difficult to be kind to Nihlus. Irrational. Ridiculous! But first and foremost: unfair. Nihlus deserves better than this, he reminded himself, ( ... )
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“I can’t believe I’m hearing this.” Nihlus laughed nervously. “Is that a recommendation?”
“I’m sure you’ve tried it already.”
“Of course I have. But I don’t think it’s the same. It gives you a buzz, makes you see red, and at best, you get sparks all over the skin. Which is sexy, for sure. But I’ve never been able to do anything with it ( ... )
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I need to see them together now. My soul and an infinite number of internets for a sequel? Pleeeeease????
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The Candidate
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7383814/1/The_Candidate
Teardrop
http://games.adultfanfiction.net/story.php?no=600087295
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