Smutty times! It will be surprising to see how this goes, cause you know how professional writers are always saying don't write when you're not in the mood? Well, I feel like lately that mood is a highly endangered species for me. So I hope you enjoy this. I also wanted to let you know I will be writing a few other single chapter stories, ranging from Femshep/ Thane to Femshep/ Nihlus. I also am in the workings of a Supernatural OC fic but… who knows!
Garrus had to repeatedly remind himself to unclench his fists on the elevator ride up to Shepards room. But his nerves were taking a toll and the higher he got the harder it was getting to breathe.
Originally, he planned on waiting for the drug to work out of her system, she just seemed to high strung to deal with the issues at hand right now. But as he'd paced the forward batteries Kasumi had pinged him with a rather hard to ignore message.
Shepard just headed up to her room. FIX THIS! Go up there and do what you should have done yesterday. Honestly Garrus, why do you think she's so angry with you specifically? She may want everyone with a sex organ right now, but you have been the only things she's wanted for a long time now.
And after that Garrus had stormed to the elevator like a man on a mission. However, the ride up seemed to be sobering him a bit.
Her scent just got stronger and stronger the closer to her room he got, and he couldn't even remember what he was feeling before. Sort of angry in the beginning, very jealous and bitter, but now he also felt confused and tense. Like maybe there had been something he'd missed, some crucial clue to understanding them and everything that had happened.
The elevator hissed open and Garrus stood outside her door for a moment. He breathed in and out, closing his eyes and calming his heart rate. Trying to keep the appealing idea of 'she's probably asleep and you should come back later' out of his head. It really felt like now or never, because wouldn't none of this have happened if they would have just expressed how they felt to one another?
He opened his eyes, a new determination strumming through his body as he approached the door and walked through it. His blood pounding with resolve, he took a few steps past her bathroom and desk, coming to stand at the top of those tiny stairs. But even the strongest resolve couldn't have withstood the sight in front of him. He felt his voice and his body tightening and freeze as he began to comprehend the visual of his commander on all fours, naked, and masturbating.
She had her head facing away from him, so maybe that explained why she hadn't stopped when he'd walked in, and as for not hearing him stomp through the door… he would have to attribute that to her moaning his name at the top of her lungs.
Suddenly Garrus became certain he wouldn't be able to verbally explain how he felt as all the blood in his body ran to his penis. Maybe now would be a good time to run while he still has some left in his feet.
And he probably would have too, he knew he could sneak back out, but it was his name she was calling. His name she was mewling into her pillow as she upped the power on the vibrator. And instead of Garrus trying to sneak out, his hands decided to instead sneak his clothes off.
Shirt, off by the time his feet reached the last step. Pants? Undone, but still holding on for dear life. He had walked towards the back corner of her bed, just observing for now. Listening to her breathing, smelling the warm and strong scent of her arousal. He shuddered and felt drunk just being this close to her. But now that he was here, he didn't really know what to do about an entrance. He'd imagined storming through the door, catching her by surprise, and grabbing her as he expressed everything he felt to her before passionately kissing her and the rest was fade to black.
This was not part of that plan. This was him coming up behind a vulnerable and very well trained naked human female with the intent of trying to compete sexually with a dildo. Damn, this was not a good two nights for him.
He came back from his panic as Shepard began to breath faster, her hand pumping the thick fake cock faster and faster. Garrus felt his own body stir as he was once again faced with the fact that the woman he wanted and cared about more than any other before, was using something else other than him to find pleasure. Because he hid in the batteries and because he was always too afraid to touch her, even when she begged for it. That stopped tonight.
He leaned forward quickly, his hands reaching out and grabbing her wrist with one hand and pulling out the dildo with the other. He was surprised with her response, although playing it over in his head it just goes to show how drugged she still was. Here he was in his commanding officers room, feeling stealthy enough to enjoy watching her have a private intimate moment, before feeling egotistical enough to touch her.
A normal Shepard would have punched him so hard he probably would have gone through the fish tank. This one whined at the loss of pleasure before twisting and jumping from the contact of his hand. She backed up on the bed as much as his reach would allow her to, and stared in shock at his presence.
Eyes jumping between him, her body, and the still vibrating dildo in his talons she swallowed and blinked. "Garrus?" her body shuddering from it's denied release.
"I came up here to try and talk with you, to try and help us figure out everything that had happened over the past two days." He turned off the vibrator and thought about how similar it looked to a turian cock. Which did not help him in the effort to continue forming words instead of mounting her.
"But watching you pleasure yourself just now" he slowly lowered onto the bed, releasing her wrist and slinking towards her on his hands and knees "I've decided I don't want to talk right now. What would you like right now Shepard?" He asked, turning the vibrator back on and just pressing the tip to the outside of her closed thighs.
She bit her bottom lip, her eyes scanning over his naked torso like she was probing for elements. He pressed a little harder, moving it closer to her vagina as he examined every tiny reaction she made. She closed her eyes and trembled before beginning to gently move a hand down towards his. He couldn't deny the shock of watching her guide his hand and the dildo back towards her entrance as she tentatively opened her legs again.
She didn't direct what she wanted him to do with it as she left the tip vibrating at her entrance. Instead she ran her fingers along Garrus' hand and wrist, just stroking and occasionally running her nails a little harder against the thick skin. Even this little contact made his plates start to shift. The idea that he was finally touching her completely shifted his world, and he could have spent the whole night happy if she would have kept rubbing his hand.
But she brought him back, with her body pressing incessantly against the toy and groaning quietly in annoyance at his pause. He'd watched some of the vids but this was still new, but he figured now was a good as ever to start mapping out her body. And the first priority was figuring out what she liked. He remembered how important that tiny bud at the top was in the info.
He dragged the head up to it and pressed it down. She jerked and squeaked, wincing away before taking a steadying breath. "You okay?" He asked, pulling it back a little.
"I'm good, just don't… don't rest the vibrator on it completely, try and circle around it, occasionally run it across the top. I'm just really sensitive right now." She gave him a nervous smile, before guiding his hand to bring the dildo back.
She must have either been a good teacher or Garrus was a great pupil because he seemed to get a flow down soon after. Applying just enough pressure and avoiding any intense stimulation so well she felt like her clit was trying to chase it. She was panting again, her body beginning to tense as it felt the build up for a climax.
"How am I doing Shepard?" He asked, not able to hide a smug amount of amusement from his voice. She smiled and moaned "good, pretty damn… good" her eyes rolled back as she began to arch.
"Yeah, you know, I think I've got the hang of this now." Garrus said before pulling the vibrator back and turning it off.
Shepard tensed and groaned, her head shooting up from her pillow as she watched him. This was the second time today he had removed a source of pleasure before it could actually do its job. "That is yet to be seen, seeing as how I am yet to cum."
He gave her a turian smirk and slunk down closer to her, lowering his head till his mouth was almost on her damp swollen lips.
"I kinda wanted to try out a few other things, and I may have wanted to personally feel it when you cum." He whispered as he nipped playfully on the inside of her thigh.
"But Mordin said uhh… don't ingest."
"I know what Mordin said, don't worry I'll be careful."
Shepard didn't want Garrus to get sick, but it was hard to deny him when his pointed tongue was a mere inch away from her sensitive flesh. She smirked down at him and nodded, enjoying the immediate gratification as his tongue darted out.
"oohhh, your tongue. Oohh!"
Garrus laughed against her flesh as her thighs began to tighten around his shoulders.
He flicked it out quickly at her clit, building intense pleasure before soothing it by rolling it with his tongues softer underside.
"Relax for a second and don't move" he breathed out to her as he spread her farther and inserted a clawed finger. He could feel her tense, and he held his breath as he waited for her to deny him.
"Just be careful, I'm not as armored as you." She relaxed back down again and closed her eyes, giving him complete trust.
He couldn't help the sub-vocals that resulted from that, the slight purring bubbling in his chest as he licked and fingered her. She seemed to be enjoying them too, a sweet smile spreading across her face.
But she was close and had been too close for too long now. She began to grind back against his finger, finally starting to feel like her skin was tightening for release. She arched up and began gasping, her eyes focused on a spot on her ceiling as her mind blanked from anything but what Garrus was doing to her.
He moved a hand under her rear as she arched up aggressively, and when she came back down he squeezed hard, kneading the soft flesh. That seemed to be what she needed and suddenly she arched and froze. Her body tightening and her eyes closing as she made quick short gasps.
He could feel her tightening around his finger and the fresh juices beginning to run down the digit. She cried out on the final wave, fingers clawing into the sheets and teeth biting into lips.
Garrus continued to gently roll her clit with his tongue as the after shocks rocked through her body. She came back down limp and breathing hard, but the obvious smile on her face was what really brushed his ego.
"Sooooo…"
"If you ask me if that was good I will punch you in the face."
She smiled down at him and pulled at him to come back up to her. He kissed along her inside thigh, trying to hide his proud smile in her muscular flesh before crawling up her body to meet her in a passionate kiss.
It didn't take long for her to start pulling at his pants, lowering them just enough to bare his cock to her. She began to slowly rub and pump it, both of them groaning in desire and frustration.
"Spirits I have wanted to do that for so long now!" Garrus groans as she gives a particularly hard pull.
"Kiss me, finger fuck me, or get my hands on your dick?" She says into his neck, biting slightly as he chuckles.
"All of the above and in that order too."
"Tell me what you want now Garrus." Shepard whispers as she begins to grind against his thigh. He lets out a high keening sound and tucks his face into her hair.
"Shepard I want… I don't…."
"You have to say it Garrus, or I wont give it too you." Her hand speeds up and she feels herself moisten even more as he growls.
"I want to rub your clit with my dick… I want you to make get it so wet from your juices so that…."
"So that what Garrus?" Her pupils are huge now and her hand is losing rhythm as she envisions everything he's saying.
"So that I can just plunge right into you and just fucking hammer away. I want to make you cum so much more, I want to hear you scream my name."
She moans and shifts her pelvis till it's close enough for her to sandwich his cock between her hand and her pussy. He shoots his head up from her neck and growls at the ceiling, arching down hard against her. He's panting and shaking and Shepard watches as a long clear trail of pre-cum leaks from him and joins with her moisture.
"God Garrus you're a wreck, are you gonna cum on me before you get the main prize?" She lifts her pelvis up higher on the next thrust so the head of his cock rests right outside her entrance, the very tip managing in before sliding its way back up to her clit.
He hisses and a shudder works its way down his body. "Turians… we don't spend a lot of time on, ahhhhh…. direct foreplay. Ohhhh spirits!"
Shepard brings her hands up around his neck to scratch along the hard plating under his frill. "Ok…. Ok" she whispers as she pulls his forehead down to hers. She pants against his mouth before finally tilting her pelvis in just the right way, allowing the head of his cock to slide in.
Garrus tenses and watches her intently as he slowly begins to slide in. Noting ever twitch of her face, every flex of her muscles as her body adjusted to having him. He's in to the hilt and Shepard arches as she feels her body stretching in warmth.
"Are you ok?" He asks, a hand unconsciously caressing her waist.
"Yeah. Move" she replies, tightening her legs around him.
They start off slow, because even though it's all the same as with their own species, Garrus can't get over how soft she looks and he spends minutes just moving in certain ways to make her repeat these little mewling sounds that he would never have thought to hear from her mouth. She'll arch and beg for him and start digging her nails into his hide, and it will be just enough to get him to move faster but then he'll slow down again cause she'll make a new facial expression or sound or he'll be afraid he's forgetting to not dig his talons in; then the whole thing starts from the beginning again.
"Garrus…. Oh God Garrus please!"
"Tell me what you want Shepard. Tell me and I'll give it to you" he pants as he leans up and spreads her legs wider so he can watch himself entering her.
"Oh, I ahhh. I want to cum, please…. Garrus I want you to let me cum."
And he obeys his command; he doesn't keep teasing her. He grabs onto her hips and lifts her pelvis just enough to start pounding her down as he shoves up.
She immediately starts digging her nails into the bed, occasionally twisting her body like she doesn't know how to handle the sensation of her muscles tensing against her will. Her moans beginning to peak and get breathy as he drives her closer and closer.
"OH God, yes! Please don't stop!"
Her whole body tightens around him and Garrus practically suffocates from the effort of not cumming yet as her toes curl and she pushes herself onto him faster and harder. Arching to the sky and fingers digging both into her own flesh and his as the orgasm racks her raw.
And just as quickly as her orgasm hits her, it leaves her shaking and sagging back on the bed. Garrus slows his pace to a gentle rocking rhythm and leans down to kiss her sensually. She rolls with him and mewls when the boning on his abdomen nudges her clit.
"I feel much better now," she whispers into his cheek and Garrus can't help when his pace falls back even more. Because he can't tell if this is her way of letting him know she's done and doesn't need him anymore. That all of this really was just the drugs and now the dream is over.
He must have made some sort of distressed noise cause suddenly she's wrapped around him and planting gentle kisses on his mouth and scarred face.
"I want you to cum Garrus, I want you to cum inside me. But first, can you flip us over?" she asks, prodding him gently till he rolls. She also encourages him to sit up and rest his back on the headboard. She sits in his lap, setting a teasing pace. Sometimes only thrusting a little other time slamming down onto him.
He groans and looks to the ceiling for strength as she begins to speed up. "What do you feel Garrus, tell me"? She whispers as she digs her nails into the back of his cowl.
"uhhh, I'll… Spirits Shepard you're tight. Tight and too hot. It feels like, ah, it feels like you're on fire. Like you are liquid fire."
He moans and his eyes squeeze shut as she finally lets loose on him. Riding him hard and fast and trying to rip his control out from under.
His talons on her hips start to dig in and she squeaks in pain but doesn't stop him; doesn't stop riding him. Her pace starts to falter, as she gets closer to her own release again. He's just so deep and thick in her; she trails a hand down to her clit and gives it a few lazy rolls.
He can feel her start to clench around him, the jolts her clit sends throughout her body echoing back onto him. Then suddenly her body is ripping his orgasm out of him, his seed shooting as deep into her as he can get it and he groans and jerks underneath her, trying to not thrash too hard as he is finally given release.
She keens when she feels his hot seed filling her and the sounds he's making, the look on his face. Shepard is pretty sure in this moment she knows what it means to love a Turians face.
She collapses onto him breathing fast and hot against his neck and he grunts with one finale after shock before resting his head on her shoulder.
They pant for a few moments before Shepard slides off of him onto her side and twines their fingers as best she can before closing her eyes. Garrus gets comfortable as well and just lays their staring at her. Moments pass in silence before he finally finds the courage to speak.
"So are we going to talk about this?"
Shepard opens one eye at him and sighs into her pillow. "Of course we are. But right now… God Garrus, right now I'm just really really happy. And that's because you're here so lets not ruin it by talking about everything that's happened. Just… just stay and sleep and I promise in the morning we will talk about it, ok?" She kisses his hand and shuffles closer to him, trying to find a comfortable place to rest her leg between his.
He smirks at her and rolls in closer till his mandible flutters against her forehead. She smells like sex, sleep, and human skin. But it's a warm and accepting smell and Garrus pulls her in tighter to him.
He knows he's probably not going to sleep, but he likes watching her like this and knowing he helped get her here, and more importantly knowing that she wants him with her. Maybe her feelings were just the drugs but right now she seems confidant about what she wants. So he'll spend the next few hours watching her, thinking about what he wants and what she needs, and running his claws gently along her arm. Then when she wakes up he'll tell her, yeah; but only if it's what she needs. He breathes in again and expels his wish with the air.
"I love you Shepard."
