Based on the relationship between Kaidan Alenko and my FemShep, Commander Brielle Shepard (Soldier, Paragon, Earthborn, Sole Survivor). A collection of drabbles, one a day for 30 days, each based on a prechosen word - the result of a fanfic challenge posted on my tumblr blog. Drabble ratings vary from K to M.
1.
beginning
Looking back, years down the road, when the finer points of the events of the war were just beginning to achieve a level of fuzzy detail, the two of them can't help but remind themselves just how extraordinary their journey has been. Not their political journey (rife with vid campaigns and ceremonies and other public things that never suited them), or their military journey (the one that tested their physical prowess to the breaking point). No, those were the journeys they dared not dwell on. In the end, all that really mattered to them was theirjourney.
The one that, like it or not, was forged from the very start under circumstances of war and some level of desperation. Even now, on the calmest of evenings two decades past their final mission, Kaidan feels that desperation and raw, unfettered passion in every caress placed upon him. He feels it just as Brielle can feel, with every thrust of his body, his own building intensity, that loss of careful, self-imposed control. Decades later, they make love as they did on their first night: as though the world around them may shatter, as though they may be torn from each other's arms at any moment, as though every touch might be their last chance to feel.
After all they have seen and done, who is to say otherwise?