Loyalty Missions Acquired

"Grunt, we need to talk about your actions on Horizon." The Commander declared as she barged into my nest on the Port Cargo Area of the engineering deck.

Her heated entrance would have helped her cause a lot more if she didn't immediately jerk her head back from the sight of Jack and I going at it again doggy style.

"You're right," I spoke as I dragged Jack's hips back to me again and again, "next time I'll execute any fools who annoy us. Good talk, Shepard."

Normally laughter during sex would bother me, but Jack had a pretty sexy laugh and this was a laughing with me situation. Weird cause life experience had trained me to treat bedroom matters seriously. You can dance around shouting 'I'm a pony! I'm a pony!' for laughs, but you'd better be able to turn into a thoroughbred in heart beat when you see them bedroom eyes.

Of course standard fare would see my partner panicking at the intrusion rather than pushing back. The life and times of a space lizard man continue to surprise and amuse me.

"You threatened to kill a man for annoying you." The Commander stated while averting her gaze, "That's unacceptable behavior from a member of this crew."

"Classic krogan culture would deem me mentally diseased and put me down like a rabid animal." I told the Commander while I continued putting in diligent work, "They would do the same to all living krogan. But the classic krogan all died in the nuclear wastelands of Tuchanka and only the blood rage krogan remain."

"Okeer did not see fit to spare me the psychotic derangement that infects my kind." I continued while keeping my eyes fixed on the Commander, "In fact he distilled in me the most potent cocktail he could mix. I tore the head off the warrior who's armor I now wear and I didn't even realize I was doing it till the results of his decapitation rested between my hands. That guy's voice put me in a similar state of mind. He put our perfect operation in jeopardy. I stopped him."

"If you are such a liability to the team then I need to cut you loose." Shepard spoke, "I can't have a bomb with a faulty fuse waiting to go off on this mission."

"My fight against Kuril proved I have talent in controlling the blood rage." I countered, "I would have attacked him entirely without defending myself otherwise. Delan the mechanic's survival is further proof, but ultimately the reason you aren't going to drop me off at the next station is that you need me."

I grinned that wide terrifying krogan grin at her, "Despite the collectors proving themselves to be pathetic foes, their numbers and mobility put the team through the ringer. You need me leading the charge and pushing them back. None of you are even a quarter as sustainable as me in a fire fight. You can't afford an emotional reaction on this mission when the survival of this crew is all based in cold hard calculus."

I barely managed to hold on as Jack climaxed under me while Shepard shook her head in disapproval at the truth or this situation. It didn't matter much to me either way as I signaled my climax to my partner who quickly took me down her throat as I fired off a pint of krogan baby making material down her gullet.

"It could always be worse." I cheerfully reminded the Commander, "We could be working with Cerberus!"

Jack and I laughed as we sat back together. Shepard did not.

"You've been completely anti-Cerberus since the start, Grunt." Shepard commented, "How did you come by such strong opinions?"

"Cause he isn't fucking stupid!" Jack shouted, "Cerberus is pulling the wool over your eyes with all the friendly people and familiar faces, trying to get you to drop your guard and start thinking they aren't the bad guys so they can start worming their agenda into you a little bit at a time till you bend over backwards for them."

"Cerberus could have just put a control chip in me if they wanted to control me." Shepard countered, "They didn't."

"If they did that they would only have a drone that looks like humanity's greatest warrior." I spoke, "They could have fooled people for a time, but eventually people would figure out that you are just a Shep-bot. At that point they would have completely wasted all the resources needed to bring you back, all the ability you bring to the table, and any good will they generated. The Illusive Man wants you to agree with him. It would bring him a huge ally and validate his views."

"Then it is a good thing I know better than to trust Cerberus." Shepard told us, obviously relieved that our sex was over for now, "No matter your views on the collector's worthiness, they need to be stopped, and Cerberus are the only people trying."

"We get it." I assured her, "A giant robo-squid attacks the Citadel and slays the council with its army of geth, and the rest of the galaxy just wants to bury their heads in the sand and hope it's all over instead of just beginning. Cerberus sees what's going on clearly, but that doesn't mean they aren't completely warped about everything else."

"I know." Shepard admitted, "That's why it is so important for me to be able to trust you. I need to know there are people on this team that I don't need to keep my eyes on all the time."

"Take me to Tuchanka." I growled out, "Maybe if I immerse myself in the violence of the Rights I'll come out the other end more in control of myself."

I nudged Jack.

"Pragia." Jack snarled, "It's where Cerberus made me who I am. I want to go to the center of the place, my cell. I want to deploy a big fucking bomb. And I want to watch from orbit when it goes."

"Okay." Shepard nodded, "I'll add Tuchanka and Pragia to our objectives after we finish up on Haestrom."

"You do that." Jack told her, "I'll be here getting stuffed with lizard dick."

Never had I ever heard a more beautiful dismissal.

I kept holding my lover to me after Shepard left.

"You think Tuchanka will help?" She asked me as she rested her head on my neck.

"No." I barked, "But we can have fun destroying shit in a wasteland no one cares about. Kill a bunch of hungry predators. Maybe even take a trip to the Hollows, the only place left on the rock that isn't fuck to hell and back."

"Sounds like a nice date." Jack moaned as I started working her up again.

"Who knows." I whispered in her ear, "We might just end up conquering the place. How's Overlord Grunt and Mistress Jack sound?"

"Sounds like a pain in the ass." Jack denied.

"You'd love krogan leadership." I laughed, "Anyone talks back to you, smack them around. Anyone doesn't listen to you, smack them around. Don't like someone's hustle, smack them around. Do that and all the dumb reptiles will love you. And my baby has some hands made for smacking fools around."

"You really were a businessman in a past life." Jack moaned, "Cause I'm sold."

"Good!" I cheered my success, "And when we are tired of calling the shots it's off to the beaches of Virmire. If we can find any uncontaminated by Shepard's dirty bomb that is."

"I hate the beach." she said as she worked me back up to full mast.

"After Tuchanka, you'll be begging for a tropical vacation." I promised.