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Tali'zorah is surprised and disgusted by the Krogan's advances, but she can feel her heart racing as he gets closer. His muscles bulge with each step, making it hard for her not to look away. She tries to push him off, but his strength is overwhelming. "Get your hands off me!" she manages to say between gasps of air.

The Krogan laughs in amusement at her feeble attempts to resist, his powerful hands pinning her to the weight bench. "You're so tense," he says, grinning wickedly as he runs his rough claws up and down her arm, leaving little trails of pain. "Loosen up, beautiful."

Tali bites back a moan, but she can feel herself growing more aroused despite herself. Her heart pounds in her chest as the Krogan leans in closer, his hot breath fanning across her face.

"Get away from me!" Tali yells out as loudly as she can manage through gritted teeth. Her hands struggle to push against his chest, but they might as well be made of paper. She feels her face flush with anger and embarrassment. "You're disgusting!"

The Krogan leans in closer, his beady eyes scanning her face as he speaks in a low growl. "You're not so disgusting yourself, Tali." His hand moves down, cupping one of her breasts through the thin fabric of her top. She gasps at the touch and tries to wriggle away from him again.

Tali's breath catches in her throat as the Krogan massages her breast roughly through her shirt. She can feel herself growing wet between her legs and hates how much it feels good despite everything. Her mind races, searching for a way to escape or even just make him stop. "Let me go!" she demands weakly, squirming beneath his grip.

The Krogan chuckles and lets go of her breast reluctantly, taking a step back to admire his handiwork. "Alright, alright," he grins. "But just remember what you threw away." He then roughly pats her ass before turning and walking away with an overly confident swagger, clearly under the impression that he's won this round.

As the Krogan saunters off, Tali sits there panting heavily, heart racing and body aching with desire. She can still feel his touch on her breast and ass, even as she tries to tell herself it was wrong. A mixture of fury and arousal surges through her veins; this encounter has left her completely confused about what she wants...

Tali bites her lip hard, trying to force the Krogan and his touch from her mind. She stands up shakily, heart racing and body tense with conflicting emotions. Walking slowly towards the shower, she tries to convince herself that what just happened was nothing more than a perverted, invasive violation of her space... but even as she says it aloud to herself, she can feel herself growing wet between her legs once more.

"Damn it," she mutters to herself, feeling ashamed and turned on at the same time. "I need to get a grip." Her fingers tremble as she pulls off her top, revealing her perfectly sculpted breasts to the cool spray of water. Closing her eyes, she tries to banish all thoughts of the Krogan from her mind... but he's there, looming large in her memory, making it impossible for her to focus on anything else.

As Tali stands in the shower, trying to forget the encounter with the Krogan, images of his rough features and imposing frame flood her mind against her will. Despite herself, she finds that the memories make her heart race and her skin grow warm. It's as if some part of her is drawn to this overpowering male presence...

She closes her eyes tightly and licks her lips nervously, her hand moving to touch herself through the water, wishing it was his big rough paw making her feel this way...