Characters: John Shepard, Ashley Williams.
Scene: "Normandy".

- Hey, skipper. Would you like a drink? On a special occasion.

Shepard pulled away from the list of weapons that he had compiled for the ship’s adjutant and raised a weary look. Ashley Williams, an Alliance sergeant, an experienced soldier, the captain's companion and, concurrently, just a beautiful twenty-five-year-old girl, stood nearby, holding a tall, brown-filled glass in each hand. Automatically, the captain extended his hand and one of the glasses went over to him. Judging by the smell - rum.

- And what is the case? Shepard asked, somewhat puzzled.

- Today is Armistice Day, the end of the First Contact war. In my family he is always celebrated. Since I am the only Williams on board, I decided to ask you.

The captain just chuckled.

- I hardly the most important patriot on board the ship.

The girl smiled.

- Maybe not. Maybe I just want a drink with you. You did not think about it?

The last time when Shepard drank with a girl, she almost lost consciousness from two orgasms surging at her, so now the captain’s lips were stretched into a smile. The memory of his sex with Emily Wong was still too vivid for the captain not to think about him. In addition, only four days have passed since the meeting with the journalist at the hotel, during which the captain and his Normandy moved almost to another part of the galaxy. Now they were on the way to Feros, a planet with a colony where communication was lost, and where the activity of the Geth was noticed. And since the geths follow Saren everywhere, Shepard was simply obliged to check if the runaway spectrum is not connected with all this. Before going into orbit, the planet still had about three hours, which John planned to spend, fully immersed in his duties: to make a list of the necessary weapons, check ammunition and grenades, and also order several new modifications for the combat group space suits. But when a nice young girl comes to you and invites you to drink, things immediately fade into the background.

“Just don't say you don't know about my family.” My bosses have always figured it out. In my personal business is not this?

The girl sat on the edge of the gun table, took a sip from her glass and licked her lips, clearly enjoying the taste of an alcoholic beverage. Lips ... To tell the truth, whenever Shepard looked at Ashley, his gaze always stopped at her lips. Sensual, plump lips, such extraordinarily sexy. All logical and rational thoughts immediately disappeared from his head, and John had to take himself in hand in order not to think about the incredible pleasure he would have had if these lips embraced his rising member. And now his vulgar reflections have led to the fact that his trousers have become very small in his groin area. However, it cannot be said that Shepard was very shy of his excitement. Rather the opposite. And when Ashley’s gaze fell on the overly prominent bump on his pants, John didn’t feel a bit embarrassed. However, the sergeant’s reaction was somewhat different from what the spectrum expected.

“Are you so excited about military talk, skipper?” - Ashley asked, what made the captain a fool. He expected that the girl would at least be embarrassed, or vice versa, would hasten to leave, but Williams seemed amused by this situation. That's just not clear whether the cause of rum or not. In any case, it was necessary to take the situation into their own hands - there was still not enough for the sergeant to think that Shepard did not know how to behave.

- Rather, I am excited by your mouth, Williams. And it does not matter which words just fly out of it.

The girl's eyes opened wide in surprise — she had not expected such a revelation from the captain.However, no negative emotions appeared on the face of the beauty - she, on the contrary, only took a sip of rum and giggled. It seems alcohol gave her head too fast.

- Smacks of insubordination, skipper, is not it?

"I do not find," thought Shepard, although the girl, no doubt, was right. Non-statutory relations between employees of the Alliance were prohibited, and even the orders of the ship’s commander could not violate the military code.

- You tell him about the violation of subordination.

Shepard's hand quite roughly grabbed Ashley's free hand, after which the captain absolutely unceremoniously put it on his dick. However, even such a brazen act made Ashley just laugh.

- Captain, this is ridiculous. We are in the hold, it's full of people.

Indeed, literally a couple of tens of meters, however, Rex stood with his back to Ashley and John, and it seems that the adjutant, who is in charge of supply and located in another part of the hold, had a couple of people. However, Shepard did not count on anything serious - he simply wanted to wipe this drunken smile from Williams' face.

- So what? Weak, Williams? You are embarrassed, like a little girl.

“You can't get me out of yourself, captain,” the girl shook her head, finishing her rum in the glass. Shepard put his own on the table without having tried.

- Make one mad? This is no question. Just since you became the cause of ... That ...

The clasp was unzipped with a simple movement of the hand. The pants immediately slid down to their knees, after which a half-rising captain’s organ appeared from the briefs. At this point, even the alcohol that spoke in Ashley has receded into the background.

- Shepard! She exclaimed, really quietly, clearly fearing that Rex and the other employees of the Alliance would turn around and see them.

“Since you became the cause of this,” Shepard repeated, again laying Ashley’s hand, which she had straightened, on her dick. - Then you have to deal with it.

- Right here?! - Ashley whispered indignantly. “I don’t know who you are taking me for, captain, but I will not do this.”

“No doubt,” Shepard replied. After that, he quite rudely grabbed the girl by the other hand and pulled him away from the box standing nearby. He was almost human height and hid both from prying eyes.

- So what? Ashley demanded. - Do you really think to make me suck you?

- And you do not want this? - Shepard understood all the absurdity, senselessness, danger, and simply the idiocy inherent in this venture, but he was not used to retreat even in such dead ends. Instead of surrendering, the spectrum merely laughed and grinned, looking at Ashley right in her burning eyes with anger. He had a thousand reasons not to do what he had intended, and only one to do: Williams' hand began to gently stroke the captain’s member. The girl, apparently, herself was not aware of what she was doing, and only when the member Shepard, who was great in the semi-unfolded state, finally strengthened, did Williams understand what all this was about.

- Wow ... - the girl's eyes dropped down, saw the result of the work of his hand and widened in amazement.

“What the heck is that?” - Do not hesitate in expressions, said Ashley. The huge organ of the captain could hardly fit in her hand, with which she still made the stroking movements up and down.

- You see what you do? - breathing heavily, said Shepard. - Is it possible to do so with a superior?

The girl's eyes barely looked away from the contemplation of the unit John. However, instead of the rage and anger that the captain expected to see in them, Shepard met only the same lustful little light that he had the pleasure of watching in the eyes of journalist Emily Wong four days ago. This meant the main thing - the fall of that invisible barrier, the foundations for which were the statutes, rules, norms and propriety, which at that moment Ashley spat. She quite briskly suddenly knelt, put an empty glass on the floor in which she had previously had rum, and looking the captain up-and-down in the eyes and seemed to be mocking her, she clasped his pretty lips with her plump lips.

- Fuck...- captain ...