title: Mite-sized Roommate aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [SolusSlayer44] id: [50800515] date: 星期四, 二月 23日 2023, 2:04:38 下午 modified: 星期四, 二月 23日 2023, 2:09:02 下午

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Mite-sized Roommate

Author: SolusSlayer44 Source: Mite-sized Roommate

Darius didn’t mind being small, especially when he had all of life’s comforts and got to bunk with a Turian officer on the Normandy, Garrus. The smaller man had never expected for him and the big guy to become fast friends, yet here they were. Unfortunately, Darius soon finds himself growing enamored with his massive roommate which leads him to quite a precarious situation.

“Alright Darius, I’m needed on the bridge for something but I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” Garrus called out, leaning down until he was on eye level with his little roommate.

“Sounds good, big guy, make sure to not go picking any fights, we can’t have you looking even more scary for everyone around the Normandy.” Darius joked as he was just finishing off a set of pushups.

“Heh, no promises little man. If only those bureaucrats were as small as you, I could probably flick them away.” To emphasize his point Garrus lifted up one single claw and lightly poked Darius in his chest. Almost instantly the tiny man was knocked to the ground, even though the turian barely used any pressure.

“Hey! You're such an asshole…” Darius replied, but there wasn’t any heat in it. In fact the tiny man could feel his heart racing at the idea that his giant roommate knocked him over just now. The thought of Garrus being able to overwhelm him without even putting any thought into things was… a lot to handle.

“Just teasing Darius, I’ll see you later though. Don’t get into any trouble while I’m away!” Garrus gently patted him on the head before walking away. The tiny man couldn’t help but glance at the giant turian’s footfalls wondering how much power he had in each stride.

As the door slid shut, Darius got up and glanced around the room, knowing he’d have a couple of hours to kill while Garrus was gone. Eventually his eyes landed on the turian’s boots and a pair of briefs he had left on the floor while getting ready this morning and he felt his crotch stir.

However, he hesitated, Garrus was his friend and was actually a really nice guy who looked out for him. It felt… wrong to check out his clothes this way, especially since he had no idea at all. Unfortunately, the horny side of Darius’ brain could only think about the scent of the turian’s musk and what it would be like to explore his used clothing head-on

Eventually his sexual urges won out and he convinced himself it would be fine if he only spent an hour with Garrus’ clothing. Just an hour and he’d be all good and try to stop crushing on his massive roommate.

Glancing at the door once more, Darius ran towards the edge of the desk, spotting an intricate staircase that Garrus installed for him ages ago. The turian insisted that if he was going to take in a human of Darius’ size he would make things more accommodating. Having access to a staircase like this meant that the human wouldn’t need to spend a tonne of time climbing down a rope to reach the floor.

Reaching the ground, Darius took a deep breath as he spied Garrus’ footwear that was a couple of football fields away. The entire room also looked so alien yet familiar from this perspective since the human rarely spent time on the ground. His roommate had set some ground rules early on to ensure Darius was safe and never in danger given their size difference.

_“I c_an’t have you end up under these soles, little man, and I need to be ready to go in case someone is calling for this big bad turian.” Garrus joked and Darius joined along even though he stared at the turian’s bare sole the entire time.

They had eventually settled on the rule that Darius would stay on the furniture that was at Garrus’ eye level and only walk around the perimeter of the room if need be. Garrus wasn’t clumsy at all, but he could be forgetful, especially if his roommate was wandering right in front of where he usually walked.

After about five minutes of walking, Darius found himself only a few inches from Garrus’ boots which now towered over him. Being only an inch tall the turian’s footwear were like massive apartment buildings that could fit dozens of human’s.

The boots were an odd shape, instead of being rounded at the toe they bisected in the middle for the two claw’s turian’s had. They also seemed to be reinforced with metal and Darius remembered learning previously that turian’s feet were quite sensitive and prone to injury.

Now that he thought about it, the only time he saw Garrus not wearing anything on his feet was when he was in their room; probably because he trusted the space and knew nothing would come after him here. It also had the unintended consequence of Darius getting a bit of a show when the big guy was relaxing or falling asleep.

Another thing he noted about the footwear was that they appeared to be quite clean. He knew that Garrus always kept his equipment in immaculate condition and his boots weren’t an exception at all.

With each step he took, Darius could feel his length stiffen, mulling over what it would be like to crawl inside and press his face right into his roommate's insoles. However, he forced himself to calm down, knowing he had a bit of time to do this properly and really savour things.

Reaching out a hand, Darius touched the worn leather and metal of the boot in front of him, imagining what Garrus would look like visiting an alien planet in these. Although his roommate would never harm others who were peaceful, anything that ended up with these boots would be obliterated. His roommate would probably have no idea as well since was so focused on his mission.

Pulling back and panting slightly, Darius glanced at one of the boots that had fallen to the side and eyed the massive opening. It appeared like a cave to another world and the human was more than willing to explore everything that lay inside.

Walking forward, the tiny human felt his knees buckle slightly as the scent of Garrus’ boots were strong. It was a mixture of Garrus’ natural musk and sweat that had accumulated throughout all the missions the big guy had been on. Darius found the scent enthralling and wanted to experience even more of it if possible

Stepping up to the opening of the boot, Darius looked onwards, seeing that the length of the footwear went on for quite a distance. He slowly felt himself grow antsy as he didn’t want to waste all of his time exploring here, but he also wanted to relish in this feeling since he didn’t know when this opportunity would arise again.

Walking into the boot, Darius let out a pleased hum as Garrus’ musk grew stronger. It was as if his body was being claimed by the turian’s scent, spirits, he couldn’t imagine what it would be like exploring the turian’s briefs.

After a little walking, Darius had finally made it to his roommate’s worn insole and felt himself taken aback. He gazed at the heel portion that was sunken in and worn from probably years of use as well as two massive tunnels jutting out from above. That was probably where the turian’s claws went when he slipped them on.

Darius could feel some pre pooling in his own boxers as he pressed his hand along Garrus’ insole. Imagining what it would be like to be stuck under here while his roommate did some paperwork and completely ignored him.

The smaller man was tempted to lean his face in and give the worn fabric a lick but decided against it. He had another stop after all and if he decided to indulge now he was probably going to be stuck in here for quite some time. So, with a heavy heart he slowly walked away, making sure to explore these boots the next time Garrus left on some urgent business.

Walking through the opening of the boot was like exiting a rainforest, the air was less humid and heavy in general. It still carried hints of Garrus’ scent, but it was less overwhelming and oppressive.

Turning his head to the side, Darius tried his best to suppress another moan as he spotted his roommate's briefs a few feet away. They were the same one’s he was sporting last night right before he went to bed and the tiny man couldn’t wait to get up close and personal with them.

Glancing at his Omni-tool, he saw that about an hour had almost passed which felt surreal since it felt like he only got a few minutes inside the turian’s boots. Next time he would have to remember to be more vigilant and not get too wrapped up in his little fantasy. However, he couldn’t resist the urge to explore Garrus’ undergarments a little bit.

Approaching the boxers, Darius felt his crotch throb once more, wanting to be free after being cooped up for so long. The human obliged and unzipped his pants, knowing that he needed to get off or he’d make a mess of himself. It’s not like Garrus would care about his boxers getting a tiny stain as they were going into the wash soon.

The tiny man felt his breath catch in his throat as he tentatively sniffed the air, which was permeated on Garrus’ scent. However, this scent was different to the one he experienced earlier, it was more intimate and powerful. Darius imagined what it would be like to be covered in this scent all day while slowly getting off his roommate.

Reaching out to touch the black fabric, Darius was shocked that he found the material to be so soft. It was probably because turian were so sensitive and picky at how their clothing was made, as they preferred to be comfortable and secure at all times.

Taking a deep breath, Darius inhaled Garrus’ scent and gave into his urges by diving in and getting off. Pushing himself into the fabric, the miniscule human began to pepper kisses along the crotch area while thrusting his hips back and forth.

He swore he could taste remnants of Garrus’ pre that had gathered throughout the day. Just the thought of his massive roommate getting hot and bothered while on the job sent the human into overdrive.

The tiny human thought what it would be like trapped in the turian’s pants all day while he did his job aboard the normandy. Feeling the heat and humidity build near Garrus’ slit as he moved around, trying not to jostle the smaller man too much.

Darius vaguely remembered some information he retained on various species' reproductive systems and recalled that turian males had their sheath concealed within a slit. He definitely wouldn’t mind teasing Garrus throughout the day in order to see if he could get the massive man to expose him. Spirits, the idea of being trapped alongside the Garrus sheath as the giant rubbed his body was enough to send Darius over the edge.

“Oh fuck…” Darius cursed out as he shot his load across Garrus’ boxers. Even though he could feel his body spasming a bit as he slowly got down from his high, one glance down made the tiny man realize he had barely stained the massive amount of fabric.

As he laid back on the plush material, Darius tried to enjoy his afterglow thinking that his roommate probably got held up with something. However, faith seemed to have other plans as the door to their room slid open revealing Garrus had just returned.

“Darius, are you here?” The smaller man froze once he heard his roommate’s voice, knowing he had been caught with his pants down, quite literally. If he tried sneaking away now, Garrus would spot him and put two and two together. His best option was to lay low and wait for the turian to get occupied with something else.

“Huh, he doesn’t seem to be here. Maybe he’s crawling through my drawers.” Garrus chuckled, knowing how adventurous Darius was.

“Might as well clean-up a bit before he shows up.” It took a second for Darius to recognize what his roommate meant as the turian stomped forward, heading directly for the pair of boxers he left on the floor.

Darius let out a yelp, knowing he needed to get out of here, but found his limbs hopelessly entangled in the plush material. Just as the human poked his head out, he saw Garrus’ hand descending from the sky, reminiscent of those old monster films other humans talked about on the Normandy.

The tiny man felt the air rush out of his lungs as the turian grabbed onto him and the pair of boxers, balling them up into his fist as he walked to the laundry hamper. “G–garrus! Wait, I’m here!” The tiny man called out, hoping his giant friend heard his pleas, since he knew it would be extremely difficult to escape if he were tossed in with other bits of laundry. Unfortunately, his traitorous dick had twitched at the thought of being entrenched with dozens of Garrus’ used socks and undergarments.

“Hmm…?” Garrus paused, eyes glancing at the fabric in his hand as if he heard something. Darius took this as his chance to wiggle his body, hoping that anything would get the larger man’s attention.

It seemed to work as Garrus relaxed his grasp, allowing Darius the chance to poke up his head and stare at his roommate who was completely caught off guard. “D–darius! What are you…”

“H–hi Garrus, uh well it’s a funny story…” He immediately trailed off, unsure how to explain how he ended up in such a compromising position. Hell, his entire crotch was exposed, already semi-hard from everything that was going on.

“Oh really?” Garrus raised an eyebrow, looking at the smaller human with a skeptical expression.

“It’s just… well… you’re big and… I’m… small…” He trailed off, not sure of how to explain things in-depth. Thankfully his roommate seemed to understand as his eyes widened before shooting Darius a slight smile.

“So you like the thought of me being big huh. What did you want, little guy?” Garrus asked, bringing the tiny human closer to his face. Darius could swear he could feel the giant’s breath ghost over him, causing him to shiver slightly.

“I… I was just exploring your boots and boxers, and wanted to see what it would be like.” Darius replied, relieved that his roommate didn’t seem upset, but also nervous at what this meant for them. If he knew Garrus correctly, the larger man wouldn’t let something of this magnitude be forgotten anytime soon.

“Well Darius, I’m happy to indulge you anytime if that’s the case. Honestly, I wish you said something sooner, although I had inkling you were into something like this.” Garrus chuckled as Darius felt the blood rush to his ears.

“I’ve seen all the times you’ve checked me out when changing. Even when you ‘turned around’ and still managed to catch my eye once I was done.” Garrus began to peel off his boots and unzip his suit as he spoke. Meanwhile Darius was in shock, thinking that it was all some type of fever dream.

“I like you little man, but the thought of your tiny body squirming and writhing underneath me really is something.” Garrus kicked his boots to the side, sending Darius a grin as the tiny man shivered in his palm at the casual display of power.

“But, I have a question before we decide to try anything at all.” Darius froze as he saw the turian glaring at him with rapt attention. He could only nod along, hoping whatever the larger man was asking was simple since his brain was running on autopilot.

“Want to start on my feet or crotch?” The turian smoothly asked and Darius knew he was completely a utterly fucked.