Kiss and Tell
"Leaving already?" James raised a surprised eyebrow at Steve and Kaidan. It had been a fun evening together, with lots of good food and wine and laughter. Shepard had definitely been in a holiday mood.
"Kaidan is back on duty early tomorrow, unlike some other people. I'd like to keep him a little longer, but his students would miss him too much." Steve slapped him on the shoulder, smiling apologetically at Shepard. "Kaidan?" The two of them made their way to the door of the beach house, exchanging heated glances.
When they'd seen their visitors off, James leaned against the door with a sigh. He was feeling mildly addled from the dark red wine. Good stuff, though. "You know, I'm still not quite used to the idea of those two together." He indicated the departing shuttle with a tilt of his head.
Shepard frowned. "Why not? They make a cute couple, don't you think? And it's nice to see them happy."
"Yeah." He shifted from one foot to the other. "I guess it's just… I never really noticed Kaidan swings both ways. Did you know?"
Shepard smiled as she turned toward the kitchen. "Oh, yeah. He was always very open about it, told me stories about former boyfriends, and so on."
"And you didn't mind?" He followed her, reaching for a towel to dry off the dishes. The little house wasn't big on luxuries, but he was okay with that for a while, if it meant they could actually spend a few weeks together. It was a rare enough occurrence now that he was no longer part of her crew, and it hadn't been easy to persuade her to take the time off.
"Why should I?" Shepard shrugged. "If we'd stayed together, it wouldn't have mattered. Besides…" She sat on the counter, legs dangling, and grinned at him. "It was rather hot, in a way, imagining Kaidan with a guy."
"You think that's hot?" He was surprised.
"Of course it is." Her grin widened. "Come on, James. Have you never fantasized about two sexy chicks making out?" Ignoring his blush, she stretched languorously. "And just imagine him and Steve together. You know, a blue biotic aura surrounding two strong bodies, grinding against each other, kissing fiercely, two big-"
"Yeah, I get the picture, thank you." He stepped between her legs, silencing her with a long kiss. Slowly, he ran his thumb down her bare back. She was wearing an actual dress tonight, with a halter top and a full skirt, and she looked fantastic in it, all bare skin and sexy long legs. When she wrapped those legs around his waist, the fabric slid up, baring her thighs. With a low groan, he picked her up and carried her over to the bedroom. The dishes could wait.
He lowered her onto the mattress but, when he sat down on the edge of the bed, a thought struck him, and he was just drunk enough to speak his mind. "What was he like, then? In bed, I mean."
"Who, Kaidan?" She sounded incredulous. "Are you actually asking me what my ex was like in bed?" Shaking her head, she clucked her tongue. "Really, James. A lady doesn't kiss and tell."
He felt the heat rising in his cheeks again. "I'm sorry, it's just… What you said earlier." A blue biotic aura… And the way Steve had looked at Kaidan before they left, as if he couldn't wait to be alone with him. "I've never been with a biotic and I was wondering…"
"You've never been with a biotic?" She sat up, surprise written plainly on her flushed face. She'd definitely had her fair share of the wine, too. "Not even one of those hot little asari dancers, while you were living on Omega?"
"I've never paid for sex." It was his turn to frown.
"I didn't mean that." Clambering on top of him, she made herself comfortable in his lap. "But, I would have thought that a guy like you would have had them queuing up for a free night's entertainment."
He shook his head. "Nope. Never. One of my pals at the academy had a girlfriend who was training to be a vanguard, though, and he used to brag a lot. Is it really that special?"
"It can be fun." Running a hand through his hair, she smiled up at him with a saucy wink. "Tingly and… Kaidan had this little trick where he'd hit me with a low charge, deep inside me."
James felt the shudder running through her body at the memory and jealousy surged up in his belly, hot and angry. Bending back her head, he kissed her greedily. The small whimpering noises she made at the back of her throat were deeply satisfying, but he still couldn't quite shake his dark mood.
Of course, he'd always known she'd been with Kaidan, but it had seemed distant, abstract, a thing of the past. Tonight, when she'd kissed him goodbye at the door there had been a warm smile on her face. True, the kiss had been as chaste as they got, just a quick peck on the cheek, but Kaidan had held her tightly, laughing when she whispered something in his ear. James wasn't sure he was okay with that.
He fumbled with the fastenings of her dress until she reached behind her back to help him. "Let me."
Once he got the hang of it, it was easy to get her out of the dress. With an impatient huff, he chucked it aside. She wasn't wearing a bra, as it would have shown under the halter, and it had driven him mad all evening, those little glances of her breasts he'd caught, sitting next to her; the way they moved without restraint under the thin fabric when she got up and walked across the room.
"Dios, Lola, you're so gorgeous." He ran both hands up from her waist, thumbs tracing her abs on the way up, then gathered her breasts in his hands and pushed them up so he could kiss them, lick them, suck on her taut, hard nipples.
Her head sank back with a low moan. "Mmmhmm, don't stop. That feels so good."
One of her hands crept up to his neck, as if she wanted to hold his head in place, and he shivered at the soft touch of her fingers. But, then the memory surged up again. Kaidan trailing a hand along Steve's neck as he got up to fetch more wine; Steve shuddering briefly, almost imperceptibly, his blue eyes flashing.
"As good as a biotic tingle?" He knew he was being silly, but he couldn't help pushing it.
"Don't be an idiot, James." Shepard pulled back a little and, for a moment, he expected her to shove him away. But, she reached for the hem of his shirt instead, yanking it from his body in one swift move and rubbing herself against his bare chest like a cat in heat. "Hey, if you're so curious, maybe I should ask Kaidan to give you a quick demonstration."
"Lola! That's not funny." He was genuinely annoyed now but, at the same time, he gasped hard with excitement. Her naked breasts felt so good, pressed up against him, and her hands were already busy working on his pants. Sliding his own hands down her back, he tugged at the waistband of her panties, not caring whether they got torn. To his surprise, she didn't protest when the thin lace snapped under his hands.
Instead, she pushed him down on his back. She was gone for a brief moment to pull down his pants but, before he could feel the loss, she was back, kneeling next to him on the bed. And then, her hot mouth was around him and there was no way to stop himself from bucking up into the sweet, wet heat. "Oh, yes."
Propping himself up on his elbows, he watched, entranced, as she took his cock in deep, working her way up again inch by careful inch. Her left hand wandered up his thigh and cupped his balls, gently tugging and, once again, he had trouble keeping his hips from moving. She grinned up at him and let go of him. "Too much?" Playfully she nipped at him, but his patience was at an end.
"Lola. Quit playing." He reached out with one hand for the perfect curve of her ass, and ran his fingers down between her legs. She was wet and slick when he slid one finger deep inside her, and she pushed herself shamelessly back into his touch.
"No more playing," she agreed. With a last, almost regretful suck, she let go of him and moved to straddle him, sinking down upon him with a smug grin, rolling her hips slowly.
His jaws clenched together. No. Not like this. For once, he wasn't willing to let her have the upper hand. Sitting up, he grabbed her by the neck and pulled her into a bruising kiss. At the same time, his hips snapped up hard. She mewled at this and pulled back, trying to wiggle from his grasp, but he held her firmly in place with his other hand on the small of her back and followed the first thrust up with a second, just as quick and hard.
"God, James." Her breath was coming in fast, rough gasps. "That is-"
He cut her off with another kiss, another thrust, and this time she shuddered all over. He didn't leave her room to move, his arms as tight as vices around her, as he set a fast, furious rhythm. Soon, she gave up any attempt to free herself, though he had no doubt she could have shaken him off if she'd really tried. It seemed to excite her, being held like this, taken like this, utterly at his mercy even though she was on top.
And he loved it, loved every moment of it, feeling his rage drain away as she let him take charge and left it all up to him. She couldn't have given him a clearer proof of her trust in him, her love for him, than this, and the knowledge made him heady with arousal. Lola. My love. All mine. It was primal and primitive, and he knew he should be ashamed, but he didn't care.
She began to whimper, soft little noises that turned into a low keen as he went on and on, hard and fast, until she finally shattered in his arms and went completely limp. Two more quick thrusts took him to his own completion. He loosened his grip, but he didn't let go of her, unwilling to look her in the eye, too spent and exhausted to face her or speak another word tonight. Within minutes, they were both fast asleep.