She felt every pulse. Every beat. It was like it was manipulating her soul and she loved every second of it. Her skin prickled and rose up with the slightest of touch, all her senses were intensified. Hallex was her new best friend.

Shepard was in the curved alcove of the corner of the Afterlife's VIP section. First time in a very long time that she actually had some time to herself and the first thing she did was go to Cooper. She met Cooper at the entrance of the VIP lounge when she was looking for a job on Omega and the first thing he did was ask her if she was looking for some Hallex. And by god with the way her life had been lately she was happy as hell the man had introduced her to it. It was her escape. If the man wasn't such a toothless, perverted, drug slinging bastard she swore she could have married him after her first try.

She continued to swing her hips to the music, lost in it. No thoughts, no stress, no worries, not a damn care in the whole damn universe. She leaned back against the lowly lit wall behind her slowly sliding up it both arms to her sides spread out, both palms flat against the lit panels. Her Red hair swinging over her shoulder onto her chest. She opened her eyes, the pink yellow and blue strobe lights flickering over the room, illuminating the other patrons in the bar. Each there with there own story. Not that she cared to know any of them but each their own. She locked eyes with a Turian dancing along side an Asari. The Turians Mandibles' flickered and he gave a curt head nod. Shepard knew what that meant.

Lifting herself from the wall she strode towards the two, rolling her hips. Her eyes narrowed and she licked her lips. The Hallex Made her feel light, free. She felt like she was floating. Coming up to the two she wrapped her arms around the asaris waist. And began to run them up across her breast's and neck. The Asari leaned back placing her head on Shepards shoulder and the crook of her neck closing her eyes. Its as if she felt every stitch and threading in the Asari's outfit. Shepard brought her hands back downwards and pressed her hand against the top of the Blue Beauty's pelvic bone, pressing her firm against her own body so they both could sway in rhythm together. The Tall Grey Turian walked over to the booth on the far side of the dance floor to watch them. Leaning in the plush comfort of the booth, he let one arm atop of it while the other sit on his thigh. His gaze was intense, fixated on Sherpard's hands roaming the Asari's lower body. Shepard couldn't getting enough and the more she played, the more she wanted.

Everything was swirling.

The Deep bass beats intensifying his already slurred mind. His mouth began to water and he closed eyes to ignore the overwhelming urge to puke, and that feeling was almost reality. He leaned over to his side on the large velour booth inside Afterlife. James Vega was a drinker and always kept his liquor down but for some reason tonight he was having issues.

" If you get it on me your going to owe me BIG James"

James peeked his eye open, eyeing the Asari that was dancing on the table in front of him. Through his fogged vision he watched as she turned herself on her hands and knees so her backside was facing him. Slowly propping himself up on one elbow he watched as she traced the inside of her thigh with her delicate fingers.

" Rilis your always a tease" James belted out as he placed a fist over his mouth to stipend the urge to share his stomach contents with her.

He barely heard her laugh over the music as he continued to watch her ministrations.

Her hands moved upwards towards the bottom of her outfit, swirling around her second set of lips. Rilis looked back to him over her shoulder and gave him a smoldering stare. The beat of the music slowed and she lifted herself off the table and stood near James as he began to sit himself upright again. Once fully situated and the need to vomit gone he pat his thighs gently, a silent indication that he wanted to Rilis to sit down. She smiled and lowered herself onto his lap wrapping her arms around his neck.

James looked at her, in an odd sort of awe. Drinking in her beauty. Her skin was a deep royal blue, erotic to him in a way. A Earth like sky blue tingeing her crest as along her eyes and lips freckling along her chest and neck. Her eyes were lighter shade of blue along with what he would guess were purple flecks. He never saw Rilis out of Afterlife, and it being a club the lighting wasn't exactly ideal to make out a whole lot of details. Rilis noticed the intensity of his gaze on her face and she began to gyrate her hips, slowly leaning back showing off her flexibility. James grabbed her waist to steady her and watched as she brought her arms away to sway back and forth in front of her body.

' she moves so fluidly...like water.' his thoughts were sluggish but he looked at Rilis as she gently moved to the smoother tones of the music, a change to the heavy bass drops from earlier. Suddenly Rilis's Omitool lit up and she sat forward to bring it up. Looking behind, her gaze landed on Aria's booth and she sighed. James followed her gaze and snorted.

"Let me guess Pendeja wants you to move on?" he released his grip on her waist and crossed his arms across his massive chest.

Rilis rolled her eyes and stood up James whining at the loss of her warmth from his lap.

"Sorry James, that Pendeja is my boss and she wants me to move on, even if you are a regular customer." James looked up at Arias booth.

" Alright, Alright I get the point, Ill just see you later then Rilis thanks for the dance"

Watching Rilis walk away James let out a sigh. Looking around the lower bar he let his head fall back against the booth.

' what the hell am I suppose to do now?' rolled his neck over. He eyed a batarian that was at the bar, ' Byrak, maybe he'll be up for a game of skillian five '

James finally began to stand, his head feeling heavy making him feel as if he was going to fall forward. His thoughts began to swirl. The strobing lights flashed in his vision making it harder to put one foot in front of the other. He leaned against the nearest wall catching himself, bringing his hand up, rubbing his eyes. He suddenly felt something, someone staring at him. He looked up and saw Rilis. Grinding on someone, no clue who it was but she definitely had his attention. He straightened up and began to walk towards them when he suddenly heard someone, the alcohol obviously had done something because before he knew it a Turian was suddenly next to him. James looked up at the alien raising a brow

" How's it going'?"

The Turian tapped his arm and motioned for him to sit at the booth with him, Following not far behind both James and he sat down at the table across from the two.

" Names Verull, you are?" Verull extended his three fingered hand towards James.

" James Vega" James reached across the seating between them to shake his hand. Verull was short for a turian still a good foot taller than himself. His plates were silver in color, the family markings on his face a brilliant white one above each plate where the equivalent of human eyebrow would be, three on his forehead like the beginnings of upside down triangles, with the final two in the bottom of his chin in a horizontal sweep. James looked at his eyes, the mixture of amber and red blazing intensely becoming more vibrant with his white markings.

" So James, I take it the girls caught your eye?" Verull's eyes went back to the women on the floor, both whom were now face to face. James cleared his throat and looked back in the same direction, the fog of alcohol still intensely effecting his thought processes.

" Yea I'm usually a regular with Rilis, was interested who swooped her up after she gave me my last dance, cant say I'm disappointed with who she ended up with that's for sure." He smirked. Rilis tossed him a smile as the Red headed woman she was dancing with began lavishing her neck with her tongue, starting at the base of her neck to her ear. James inwardly groaned at the sight. He always thought Rilis was hot no doubt about that but watching her with some red headed human woman who seemed to be enjoying herself made him want to join in on the fun.

" I've always loved the Asari, before you humans came along they were by far the most flexible in the galaxy, but now" Verull pointed towards the red haired woman " Asari have got a run for their money." He chuckled and looked towards James.

" we can always ask the girls name and take them to more…private rooms"

James mouth went dry " I Think Rilis would get jealous" Looking at both women he licked his lips, each wearing the standard little red outfit for every modern exotic dancer known in the galaxy. Another song ended and the girls detached themselves from each other and began walking over to the booth. Rilis smirked at James and sat next to Verull, while the red headed woman planted herself next to him. She traced a finger up his bicep along the hem of his black tee. Placing a finger in-between her lips with her opposite hand, she smiled. James partially moved his position so he was just slightly turned towards her, picking up one of the cups the waitress had dropped off courtesy of his new found Turian friend. He eyed the blue eyed girl, the light blue-grey toned eyes, thick full lashes framing the iridescent blue with there almond shape. The light freckles that faintly speckled the ridge of her nose and on her upper cheeks. Her creamy skin, smooth with not an imperfection he could find in sight. Her lips full, even as she was smiling, the bright red lipstick she wore making them look even more lush. James felt his stomach flip.

" So what's your name? Not everyday you meet a human that looks like he could out muscle a Krogan." The woman's voice was almost a purr, a sexual one at that. She was leaning in towards him taking her finger away from her lip, partially placing her forearm and hand on top of James's that rested across that back of the booth. She then stroked her fingers across the back of his neck. James shuddered, goose bumps raising on his deep caramel completion.

" Names James Vega, and you are?"

She moved herself closer, laying a leg across his lap and tucking the other underneath it, moving herself closer to his ear, lips lightly grazing his ear.

" Shepard."

J

ames's eyes became half lidded. Her breath was warm against his ear and made him tense. He felt her chuckle and turned his head to look at her.

" What so funny?" He asked his voice carrying a little louder so she could hear him over the thrumming bass.

" You look like I just made you blow a load by just whispering into your ear. You may be all muscle but if your juicing yourself up not very many ladies like a man with a small soldier, and if a little hot air got your rocks off that's more than a little disheartening." She cracked smile. James set his drink back on the table, the cheap imitation of whiskey tingeing his tongue.

" This is the finest human specimen you will ever lay your sweet baby blues on, and trust me there have been no complaints" he gestured towards his lap " in that department." James smiled and leaned back onto the seat. Shepard laughed.

" So ladies" Verull called out over the table, pulling out a small black box and setting it on the table.

"How about we party a little harder?" He then called out to the waitress to bring more drinks. James looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

" Hey man I don't think I've got the creds to keep up with you." He pulled up his creds on his Omni-tool " Definitely don't if I still want to eat till my neck paycheck" The Turian laughed, the different vocals coming through his chest along with a higher keening noise.

" Don't worry Vega the drinks are on me tonight!"

Drink after drink, shot after shot. Before James knew it Shepard was in his lap and he was having trouble keeping his eyes focused. The alcohol was seriously taking its toll.

" How about a dance James?" Shepard quirked out, tossing back another shot, wiping her chin with the back of her hand.

" I *hiccup* don't think I can" Vega replied as he shifted in his seat, his mind seeming to remind his lower regions about the woman who was planted firmly in his lap. Every time she moved it sent a small spark through his lower body and he'd been trying most of the night to keep himself in check. With his brain drowning in batarian ale and tequila shots it had become increasingly hard.

James peaked out of the corner of his eye, and saw Verull opening the small black container he had laid out on the table earlier. Dipping his talon in it he brought it up to Rilis's mouth as she smiled and licked his finger eagerly. She closed her eyes and suddenly she had a light sheen of blue that covered her body and she began to grind on Verull. Dipping his finger back into the container he brought it up to his own mouth and wiped the contents on his tongue. Letting his head bob back slightly his mandibles flared in content. James looked back at Shepard as she shifted to stand herself up, stumbling only for a second and walked over to where the other two were. Verull opened his eyes and smiled at her, reinserting his talon in the special little box and brought it up to Shepard. She bent slightly at the waist to lower herself and gently grabbed his hand bringing his talon up, wrapping her lips around it closing her eyes. James was confused, he had no clue what was going on but watching the sensuality of what all three of them were sharing perked his curiosity. He continued to watch as Shepard began to stand back up straight, Verull's talon gently leaving her lips, tracing down her chin and onto her chest in-between her cleavage. Shepard licked her lips and opened her eyes. She then dipped her index finger in that same little box. Staring at Verull she nodded and then turned her gaze towards James.

" Lets go James" she walked over towards him grabbing his arm.

' what the hell " he thought as she stood him up, his feet were wobbly and he felt her tug him towards the main dance floor. It felt like he didn't have any control over his body, like he wasn't in control. They moved near the center beam and Shepard pulled him up to her and smiled seductively. James began to feel like putty, she pulled his arm around her waist and she brought her finger up to his mouth.

" Open up for me baby" She called out over the music. Other people on the dance floor completely oblivious to them both. James complied slowly bringing slack to his mouth so she could insert her finger in-between his lips. It was grainy, like the consistency of salt or even more like sand. He closed his lips around her finger and gently sucked, swirling his tongue around her delicate finger. Watching her as her mouth parted slightly. He wanted her. His skin began to feel hyper sensitive, mouth began to feel dry. The lights began to melt into one another and he started to feel every pounding beat. He felt it in his fingertips, his chest, his arms. Rainbow like reflections began to show on the floor lights and he looked back to Shepard. She was smiling. He released her finger from his mouth and placed both of his hands on her waist, as she ran her fingers through his short hair. Catching the beat Shepard began to sway her hips back and forth bringing her knee between James's legs raising slightly just to make contact. He groaned aloud and something primal took over. He flipped her around making her bend over slightly, roughly pulling her as close as he could. Following the same movement of her hips he began to grind her from behind, her ass pressed as close as he could get it to that hardening muscle between his legs. The friction of their dancing and the seams of his cargos making a delicious feeling on his earlier ignored anatomy. Shepard flipped her head back, the red waterfall of hair falling onto her shoulders, she leaned back against his chest bringing her arms up over his shoulders clasping her hands together behind his neck. James brought his hands up running them over her stomach, up to her breasts massaging them gently at first then more roughly as she began to push her ass harder against his already erect member. James's eyes rolled in the back of his head. Whatever he had licked off her finger earlier had made everything so intense he felt like he was going to explode. His heart was racing, he couldn't tell the difference between his own heartbeat and the thrumming bass drops. Squeezing her breasts once more he turned her back around, breaking her hold around his neck, making her face him. Planting one hand firmly on her ass he brought the other up to cup the side of her neck and stared at her. Licking his lips he leaned forward and bit her neck, not hard enough to draw blood but enough to feed his urge to sink his teeth into her creamy skin. Shepard moaned as he began to move up her neck and spoke into her ear.

" I want you" he half moaned as she lifted her head to look into his eyes. The honey brown orbs tinged with red from his eyes being bloodshot. They were clear on what he meant by ' he wanted her'. They were possessive. His mouth suddenly crashed into hers, their teeth clacked and suddenly his tongue was in her mouth fighting with her own. Moving backwards James suddenly had her against one of the walls, his stubble scratching her delicate skin.

'More' she thought as she hiked her leg up onto his side, James catching it with his arm pinning it against his side with his forearm and bicep. He pressed against her making her flat against the lit surface behind her, the heat radiating from the small sliver of fabric that covered her core. He thrust in small strokes, his erection pressing against her. He sucked in a sharp breath breaking their fevering kisses, when suddenly someone was nudging his back. Turning around, releasing Shepard's leg he was face to face with Verull.

" I know everyone's a bit excited James but fucking on the dance floor isn't exactly romantic"

James's body was slightly trembling. The lights flashing behind Verull's body melting into one another like a neon watercolor painting.

" Amigo your killing me here." He slurred out. Verull laughed.

" Yes my friend I know but still should we go somewhere appropriate" The turian crossed his arms across his chest and motioned his head for James to look behind him. " From the looks of it she realized how close you were to fucking on the dance floor."

James looked behind him and realized Shepard had moved away. His eyes flickered over the moving bodies of crowd on the dance floor, searching for her red hair anywhere. He staggered off the dance floor towards the bar. She wasn't there either. James ran his hand through his short cropped Mohawk and sighed. His body still trembling and his mouth parched for any form of liquid. Verull stepped up beside him.

" She was an intense one was she not?" He motioned to the bartender to bring him a drink. James nodded trying to shake the dizzy spell that was coming on.

" Yea." He replied, leaning heavily on the bar. He tried opening his eyes all the way, failing miserably. He looked over towards Verull and his vision became increasingly dark, the outline of the tall turian fading. James put his head down onto the bar and that's all he remembered.