The Commander’s glowing red eyes flicker with mirth at the helpless biotic. “Oh, Jack. Jack, Jack, Jack, Jaaaack. What am I going to do with you?” She drags a finger along the other’s face and laughs. “Don’t tempt me into doing something…drastic.”
"You’re all talk and no show. Tell me, when was the last time someone really made you writhe and cry beneath them? I could make you do that, all you have to do is say the word.“
Jack rolled her eyes as she finally surrender to her bondage, legs lying on top of another as she laid there on this bed–Shepard’s bed with little clothing on. That’s what she gets when she decided she was fashion forward. Her eyes locked onto fiery red ones and she smirked.
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