Be my cannoli (Male Protagonist x Male Character)

Nihlus x Male Reader

Nihlus was the coolest looking Turian and he gets killed off in the first five minutes. R.I.P. my man

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They met on Omega, at Afterlife, the dark club filled with the corrupt of all shapes and sizes. It wasn't a very romantic first meeting, with Nihlus being a temperamental spectre always wanting quick results and (M/n) being a stripper at the club.

Nihlus was trying to bust a large drug ring and once he found (M/n) in the bathroom, shaking from his high, he knew he found a suspect.

"You look like a guy who knows where to get the good stuff." Nihlus suggested, taking in the man's skimpy appearance.

(M/n) sniffed, glowering at the Turian like he was stupid. "So do you. Locked away in some room at fucking C-Sec, probably. Reserved for the richest."

Scoffing, Nihlus leaned against the wall, taking out his gun to run his talons over it. "Ha, no...y'see, C-Sec plays by too many rules. Me? I've never liked following them." He glanced up at him. "I'm assuming you don't, either, considering you're on Omega."

"So, what? You're going to shoot me if I don't tell you what I know? Because no-one would give a shit if a drugged-up stripper dies in a place like this, right?" (M/n) hands fidgeted at his sides, a wave of unease washing over him. "You act like I'm willing to die over a high."

"Oh? Like you're so special from any another addict that you're so ready to give up the name of your dealer." Nihlus taunted.

(M/n) growled, stepping towards the cocky Turian. "I'll give you more than that, asshole. But, it can't happen here. This place is bugged to hell and if I say anymore I'm not walking out of here alive and they aren't worth dying over."

"Alright, then what should-" He paused when he heard voices coming to the bathroom.

Panicking, (M/n) glanced at Nihlus before whispering "play along" and tugged him down by his carapace, pulling him into a kiss as he wrapped his arms around him.

Luckily, Nihlus was a quick thinker and lifted him by his thighs, pressing him against the wall.

"-and then I said: Hey, you think this is for free? Get in line, pal! And he sa- woah! What's going on here?" The man at the front of the small group peered at (M/n), looking at the Turian grinding up on him. He suddenly grinned. "Hey, sweetcheeks. You still have that Turian fetish? Humans not good enough for you?"

(M/n) grinned, rubbing against Nihlus. "You know what they say. Turians ruin you for all other aliens. It's just not the same with anyone else. Especially not when he gives you stardust." He held up a small baggy full of colorful powder. "Makes 'em even sexier."

The man 'tsk'ed, pissing in the urinal while looking over his shoulder. "Gallus won't like that your samplin' from other dealers. His heart will be broken."

(M/n) scoffed. "Yeah, well, maybe he should have thought of that before taking his sweet-ass time with my candy."

Nihlus sighed loudly. "Fuck, you guys are gonna ruin my nut. I wasn't counting on so much talking."

The man frowned, looking at him carefully. "Hey, buddy, you got any for me?"

"What?" Nihlus frowned. "I only have some for people I can fuck." He ran his eyes over him. "And you don't seem to have an ass even a quarter as nice as stripper, here." He reached down, grabbing (M/n)'s ass with his talons digging in. "If it can't jiggle like this, I'm not selling."

(M/n) giggled. "C'mon, guys. I gotta go bend over for this guy before he takes the goods back. You know how I get when I haven't had any."

"Yeah, yeah. Go fuck his brains out." He waved them away.