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[commander-krios]

First comm of the batch by the amazing @finchmarie and of course it's Charley and Thane! Thank you so much, Finch, you've captured them perfectly <3

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@finchmarie

Almost forgot to add these caps/edits of your favs, can’t go forgetting about the best boys.

[swtorpadawan]

❣ for Charlie!

Send me a ❣ and I’ll gauge my character’s attraction to yours at this point in time ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧ | Sexual Attraction ✦✦✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ | Romantic Attraction ✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧ | Crushing ✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧ | Squishing ✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧✧✧ | Sensual Attraction ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✧✧✧ | Aesthetic Attraction Low ✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦✦ High

Answering this for Quoraah Beltane - she's arguably one of my more sexually active characters. (Also - HEY! You did the art! Look at them! Q is totally checking C out!)

Quoraah would definitely find something aesthetically and sexually appealing about the buff Charlie. Assuming they got along, its possible Quoraah would start casting longing looks at Charlie from time to time.

If Charlie were interested, I could definitely see a "friends with benefits" relationship developing.

A more permanent relationship? Not impossible. Quoraah never actively sought that kind of thing, and what eventually happened with Lana came almost by accident.

But its possible!

Thanks for the ask @finchmarie !

[commander-krios]

Some more lovely art from the fabulous @finchmarie of Varric and Anabelle. Thank you so much for this! I need them happy and in love.

[commander-krios]

Exquisite

OC Kiss #3 ended up spicy. My drow Tav, Alyril'fryn, enjoys some down time with @finchmarie's Aska. Enjoy, my friend <3 I had so much fun with this one!

Content Warning: Sexual Content

A warm body shifted beside her, arm draping across her middle, hand dangling only mere centimeters from Alyril’fryn’s skin. She tried to ignore the intense desire to feel those fingers inside her again, reminding herself there was so little time before she had to leave… to report back her findings about the urn that the Zhentarim had found on their last job. The history, and price, of what they’d scored only brought to light thanks to the necromancer she’d visited for an appraisal.

But she didn’t want to leave the comfort and safety of Aska’s bed.

The necromancer muttered something in her sleep, snuggling close enough that her naked breasts pressed against Ryn’s arm. She hesitated, stilling as silence enveloped them once again, the only sounds the hushed breathing of Aska in her ear. She might get used to this, this intimacy, this feeling of contentment and warmth, and godsdammit, hope… but things were never going to be that simple for someone like her.

“You’re thinking too much.”

The voice was rough from sleep, mixing with Aska’s usual quiet way of speaking, and it sent shivers through her, every place where the necromancer’s skin touched hers tingling with something akin to magic.

“Can you read minds now?”

Aska laughed, a breathless giggle that left her dizzy with want. She knew what other sounds those lips made, and she wanted to hear them all. “If you’re not dead, you have nothing to worry about.”

Alyril’fryn turned on her side, dark vision making it easy to see the outline of Aska’s cheek, the dark tattoo curling up from her neck to the curve of her jaw, the ebony lips smirking at her. Ryn reached out to brush a lock of grey hair behind a pointed ear, fingers trailing down her neck until they rested against her pulse point. “I’m not dead yet.”

Aska closed her eyes, turning her head so that her cheek brushed against Ryn’s palm. “Yes. You’re here. That’s all that matters.”

A question lingered as she fell silent: how long will you be here for?  Alyril’fryn wasn’t sure of the answer, didn’t want to ponder it when the woman she cared for lay beside her, their legs entangled beneath the blankets. Instead of dwelling on the painful thought, Ryn shifted closer, her own breasts brushing tantalizingly against Aska’s skin as she ensnared the necromancer’s lips in a kiss. 

Her tongue darted out, slipping between painted lips, and Ryn swallowed the gasp that escaped Aska’s mouth. It was intoxicating, the taste of her, the heat of her body, the shivers that ran through them both as Ryn’s hand traveled south, fingers skimming scars as she followed the curve of Aska’s body to where her hips met her thighs. A moan started deep in her throat and Alyril’fryn kissed her harder, taking everything she’d give before they parted.

Tickling the skin of her belly, Ryn smirked as Aska’s thighs parted, allowing her access to other places she liked to touch… to taste. Her fingers greedily trailed further, brushing through dark curls as it searched for her clit. At the first flick, Aska’s back arched, fingers curling painfully into Alyril’fryn shoulders, nails biting into the soft flesh there. If she drew blood, Ryn didn’t care, not when she squirmed so beautifully beneath her touch. She was exquisite, the shadows of the night obscuring the darkest parts of them both, leaving them exposed in ways they wouldn’t - couldn't - be in the daylight.

All that existed in Aska’s bed was the two of them, lost in the comfort of each other. 

When morning finally dawned, things would be different. 

But each gasp of breath, each guttural moan, and the feel of slick between Aska’s legs as she worked her over the edge was only a bright spot in a life full of violence.

She’d make excellent use of whatever bright moment she could.

“Ryn… please.”

The plea was beautiful as it tumbled from her lips, her breaths coming quicker. Aska stared at her with half lidded eyes, a gorgeous mess as she lost all control of herself. As she rode her through the waves of her orgasm, Alyril’fryn memorized every sigh and twitch, seared every single moan into her mind for later. 

Aska’s fingers carded through her hair, a half smirk on her face. “You never fail to leave an impression, love.”

Ryn leaned closer, nuzzling her neck before pressing a soft kiss against her skin, getting a sigh in response. Time may be short, but she was in Aska’s arms and for now, it was enough.

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A Shot to Remember

“Ha!” Shepard punched the air in excitement. “That’s another point for me!” Looking up at Garrus, Raven smirked. “Still think you’re going to win?”

Garrus’ mandibles twitched before he huffed out a fake frustrated breath. “Oh, I’m still going to win. I’m the best sniper on the Citadel after all.”

Raven snorted out a laugh. “Oh? Is that so?”

“Won every competition C-Sec had.” Garrus gave her his best smirk.

“Pshh.” Shepard waved a hand dismissively. “They don’t know the ass end of their gun from the tip of the barrel.”

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“Take the shot!” Doing her best to shout over the roar of gunfire Raven struggled against the Batarian's hold. They were ambushed, surrounded on all sides by the ship full of slavers. Someone had tipped them off. There was no way they’d know where the Normandy would land otherwise.

His hands shook as Garrus lined up the shot. If he was off by even a hair’s breadth he’d hit her instead. For the first time ever Garrus was afraid to pull the trigger. It had always been easy before, there were never any immediate repercussions, but now? Now Shepard was in the crosshairs. One wrong move and he’d lose his everything.

“Damn it, Garrus!” Tossing a few slavers away with his biotics Kaidan shouted over at the Turian. “Take the shot!”

Gulping down a deep breath Garrus steeled his nerves, forced his hands to steady, and pulled the trigger. That single moment felt like a hundred years as he waited for the bullet to reach its mark.

His heart stopped when Shepard dropped out of sight, her form no longer outlined by the notches in his scope. Garrus was frozen to that spot, his gaze locked onto his scope. A few painfully long seconds ticked by before Raven’s head popped back up into view. He’d managed to clear the shot.

Looking up from the scope Garrus returned to the fight, the roar of gunfire nearly muffled by the sound of his heart pounding in his head. Sucking in a deep breath Garrus forced himself to relax before rejoining the fray. “Firing a concussive shot!”

The shot hit a Batarian square in the face, knocking him back from his spot behind Kaidan. The biotic whirled around, ready to fire his pistol before he picked up what had happened. He offered Garrus a small wave in thanks before launching back into the crowd.

Soon enough silence overtook the battlefield, the Batarians were quickly picked off by a calculated combination of cryo blasts, sniper shots, and incendiary grenades. Once they were sure no other enemies would rush them the trio regrouped near the shuttle.

“Intel dropped the ball on that one.” Kaidan grumbled. Flexing his back a bit he tried to stretch out his tense muscles. He would never admit it but his body still ached, even though he was cleared for active duty.

Shepard huffed out a frustrated breath. “You don’t say.” Raven’s hands came to rest on her hips as she looked over the bloody field. “Batarians weren’t even supposed to be in this sector, and with the Hegemony on our side I assumed we wouldn’t have to deal with their bullshit right now.”

“Hey, old habits die hard.” Kaidan sighed. “They probably saw the chance at a quick buck and ran with it.”

“They could have been indoctrinated. At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised.” With crossed arms, Garrus looked Shepard over. “Are you okay, Shepard? I was worried I’d hit you.”

Raven hummed and turned her attention to the Turian. “Eh, not a bad shot, Vakarian.” Shepard rolled her right shoulder. “Just barely nicked me.” She smirked. “A little more practice and you’ll really be the best sniper on the Citadel.”

Releasing the breath Garrus hadn’t noticed he’d been holding he groaned. “I hate you.”

“No, you don’t.” Raven chuckled. “You love me and you know it.”

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I hope you like it @finchmarie!

I tried to capture Raven’s personality and her relationship with Garrus as best I could, and I thought a competative moment and a fight scene would work well for them. :)

Happy late Holidays!

[commander-krios]

Top 5 Mass Effect companions?

Thank you, friend! I expected this to be a bit difficult since there are so many characters I am in love with. The top 3 were easy, the 4th not as difficult, but that number 5, I had to toss a bunch to the side *tears*

Kaidan Alenko

Thane Krios

Ashley Williams

Tali'Zorah vas Normandy

Miranda Lawson