General Warning: NSFW Chapter; if it's not your favorite thing in the book, go ahead and skip along. If there's enough fervor for a third chapter (or more, delving into the issues), then i'll put together a third.
Back and forth the human's hands stroked against the Turian's armor as she breathed softly against his head, her three-pronged fingers running back and forth against his back. Ryder slowly climbed up her torso, his head against her neck, kissing along the top of her carapace, trailing up and down her neck. Sliding his right hand even further up, it brushed against her talons, caressing her head with his gentle touch.
Letting off a soft snicker as she blushed a light blue, removing her visor and setting it aside, she laid back, enjoying his touch for several moments; the Turian feeling her body warm up by the moment as her human lover continued to tantalize her form. It wasn't long until she was feeling both his and her own hands push apart at the clips and bolts that held her armor in place; it becoming looser by the moment, eventually pieces falling from her torso. Moments passed as her bare arms, hands were exposed; the upper part of her carapace following as he slipper her out of the remainder of her suit.
Pulling herself from the bottom out of her suit just like a normal jumpsuit, she kicked it aside, the leather and armor restraints that she had being pleasant for mobility and other missions; but she had a commitment she wanted to follow with Ryder. "Hun..." she started to speak before being interrupted by his lips, the human sitting up, slowly removing his long-sleeved shirt, the young human's toned chest scarred by the multitude of adventures that they traversed and suffered throughout their time in Andromeda.
She frowned a little, or as much as Turians could in the eyes of Ryder as one of her bare fingers traced along a long scar about his chest that was reminiscent of a piece of shrapnel that tore open his body after a messy encounter with a handful of Remnant machines. Turning her eyes up to him, he only sat atop her, giving her a soft smile as he caressed her head gently; her body just as soft and inviting as he remembered. "I can take a thousand more of these…" he spoke, taking her right hand gently, tracing it back and forth along another scar among his upper chest. "…and I still wouldn't have paid my due to the universe for putting me together with you…" he finished, leaning down, the human slowly unbuckling his pants, sliding them down slowly along with his briefs.
His bare skin glided lustfully against her own, one hand around her back while the other rested behind her head, his lips firmly planted against her own with his eyes closed; his mind at ease, distracted and overabundant with his current emotions for the one that laid with him now. A once chaotic echoing mind let off a soft gasp against his lover's lips, rubbing his cheek against hers as his second hand slowly slid downwards, both hands resting above what he had always assumed was her rear.
Her hands, in return glided against his spine, up and down, enjoying the sensation, the touch of his human form. It was such a rare experience that she nor many other Turians she knew had the pleasure of feeling. He… Her human, Scott… She wouldn't compare him to many others as he was usually so gentle with her in bed, or outside even. She could see the hesitation in his eyes when he would take her on some missions he thought more dangerous than others, but she knew that he understood that she enjoyed living, being with him, whether it was stuck in a foxhole or under warm sheets.
"Vetra…" he spoke softly, planting soft kiss after kiss along her neck, his hands running along her sides, down to her legs as he slowly sunk down further, planting dozens of soft, peppered pecks across her chest, her belly, along her upper groin before sitting back up, leaning forward under the sheets, adjusting himself so he could further work his way southward, breathing hotly against her while she looked down under the sheets, watching him. "Y-You don't have to do that Ryder!" she exclaimed, embarrassed by his movements, knowing fully what he was up to. Ignoring her words, he smirked, his lips glossing over the soft lining of her folds, exhaling slowly against it as his lips and tongue glided back and forth against her, his arms snaking under her legs, spreading them apart slowly.
She blushed, his actions making her mandibles flare, her body shivering lightly as she leaned back, closing her eyes, trying to ease her body as wave after wave of pleasure flowed through her loins, his tongue gliding back and forth against her sex. "Mmph… S-scott..." she spoke, her hands holding his head to her groin, pushing it closer as he dug his tongue deeper into her, flailing it rapidly around. He made a soft moan as he pressed his lips against her folds, his tongue pulling into his mouth before thrusting back into her.
Wrapping her legs around his back, she opened her mouth, letting off a louder moan; never having felt this before. Sure, she used toys in the past, but that was back in the Milky Way. The human's tongue was something else to her though: rough, but smooth, gentle but forceful where it counts, and by the spirits, he knew where it counted for her! Backing his lips away from her, Scott looked up, resting his chin atop her groin as he smirked, his hands sliding against her legs.
"Mmmmmph…" she moaned, her eyes opening, looking down at her lover before releasing her leg's grip around his shoulders, pulling him up atop her before pushing her lips against his, her mandibles flicking gently against his cheeks, hands gripping against his toned rear. Purring softly, the Turian grinned, breaking it and staring into the human's eyes. "Mmm well lover boy, I think you're rather happy to see me about here…" she spoke softly, grinding herself up against his now hardened shaft, the young human boasting a relatively large nine inches for his race's average.
Reaching down, she traced a fingertip back and forth against the bottom of his shaft, teasing it as he laid on top of her, his head buried into her neck, peppering it with dozens of kisses and light nips. Backing his head slightly, he stared down into her eyes, saying, "I love you, Vetra. More than anything." Her heart fluttered as he spoke those words, the feeling of embarrassment and happiness being interrupted by Scott pulling his hips back, aligning himself and slowly pushing his shaft inwards, past her folds, sliding quickly into her.
Laying her legs against both of his, she arched her back in pleasure, pushing herself gently down on her lover's shaft, biting her lip to stifle a moan as her two toes curled up, the Turian in obvious delight. "Nggh~!" she exclaimed, pulling Ryder's head against her neck as his hips pulled in and out of her in a thrusting motion, the lewd, wet sounds filling the air of the Pathfinder's bedroom. His chest rubbed back and forth against her torso, lips pressing against Vetra's neck before moving back, pulling himself away from her, his arms pulling her torso to sit up.
Scott slid his legs under hers, using his strength to lift her up slowly, lowering her onto his cock inch by inch until his entire length was buried deep within her; Vetra wrapping her arms around his neck, moaning in delight at her lover's unusually friskiness tonight. "Mmph… That's it hun, keep at it!" she exclaimed, purring in his strong, firm grip. Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she buried her head against the back of his neck. She felt his hot throbbing length push deep into her, the Turian's hips going numb in pleasure as her eyes rolled back, her mandibles playing with the back of the human's neck.
Ryder panted hotly, his hands grasping along her legs as he pushed her gently on her back, lifting her legs high in the air, slowly pushing himself in; his hips bucked slowly, but roughly, leaning over her as he closed his eyes, sweat dripping from his body as his shaft throbbed harder by the moment, the Turian moaning loudly; bucking her hips back up at him. "Nggh… Can't… Last… Vetra…" he panted out, moving faster, harder into her. "It's.. Oooooh… It's okay hun… Inside…" she spoke in-between pleasured squeals.
Slamming himself down to the very base one final time, Ryder grunted loudly as his shaft erupted in a shower of his hot, steamy spunk. Leaning his head down, he pressed his lips against his lover's below him, releasing her legs as they wrapped around his hips, her arms around his back as she closed her eyes, pushing her tongue into his mouth, her mandibles playing gently against his cheeks. Moments passed as they held each other, suckling on each other's tongues and lips, their passion filling the air around them.
Breaking the kiss, Scott placed his nose against hers, staring into her eyes as she returned his gaze, their loving embrace keeping the two heated even though the vent above them was spewing cool air out. Shivering a little bit, Vetra reached down, pulling his blanket over them with Scott still atop her, and deep in her. "Mmph… Hun, I think… Do you want to make your new barracks, in here? I know you love the armory but…" he started to speak, leaning his head forward, rubbing his temple against her forehead.
Reaching up, placing a bare finger against his lips, she spoke softly, "Ryder. If you promise me you'll never let go, you know I'm all yours, right?" She gave him a soft smile, giving his lips a soft peck, before she felt his smooth, warm skin rub against her legs, back and forth, his toes playing around with her skin. "I'm more worried that I'll lose you. I know… You've had your past, and I understand if you'd prefer… another Turian but…" he started to say, Vetra looking somewhat confused, rubbing his cheek, saying, "Don't be nervous, hun. There's nothing you can say or do—apart from maybe hurting Sid, or cheating on me—that will change how I feel for you negatively."
Chuckling softly, Ryder reached his hands up, grabbing her three digits in his palms, giving it a gentle squeeze before taking a deep breath. "I'm not sure how much you know of our society, Vetra. For millennia, humans often offered rings to one another to secure a strong bond. A vow of sorts, one would change their last name to another's, so on so forth. You might be familiar with the term marriage or matrimony?" he asked, thinking about how stupid he must have sounded. She worked with the Initiative, of course she would have known some of the basics of human society.
Shaking her head, she seemed slightly more intrigued, her gaze still lost in his own as he squeezed her hands. "…and I know that the Initiative may ask for me to…donate sperm… To keep our species plentiful, especially since I am who I am, and I know I don't quite have a ring on me or know of one that's readily available; but, if you'd have me, I'd love… For you to be my second Ryder." He spoke in a softer tone, lowering his voice, giving her a soft smile and awaiting her answer.
It took a few moments for her to click in what he was asking. "…Vetra… Ryder…?" she asked, a smile forming on her face as she returned his hearty grasp on his hands. "If you'd have me, then, yes, I would love to proceed with it… I know it may seem a bit odd bu—" he started to speak before she pressed her lips against his, stopping him in mid-sentence, the Turian flipping the sheets off of them, pulling his shaft out of her as she now laid atop him. "You talk too much, my love." She spoke softly, watching his hand raise up to her right mandible, caressing it as she leaned her head into his grasp, purring softly. "I would love to be your Ryder, Scott." She spoke plainly, making Scott's heart beat skip in joy as he pulled her torso against his, enjoying the embrace, holding her in his arms as he locked his lips with hers once more, the sheets being kicked off the bed as hours of more pleasure continued, a renewed vigor in his heart, his mind, his movements.
He would have many trials ahead of him in this strange, new galaxy, but it all seemed a little easier, knowing that he wouldn't have to go through it all alone anymore.