I wrote this one yesterday for Shepard's birthday

EDI made a humming noise, eyebrows knit in frustration.

"Something wrong, EDI?" I posed, not taking my eyes off the screens before me.

"Yes, Jeff. I am thinking," she said, making the humming noise again.

"About what?"

"Shepard's reaction to the crew's reaction," she stated. "The shock should have been expected— the sudden change of species would be enough to startle the crew into silence; but she would have known that we would have been supportive of her, either way. Our attitude to her would be the same. We would not refer to her differently or speak behind her back. So the question is: why would she run away?"

That was a good question. "Maybe it was—"

"One moment, Jeff," EDI interrupted, fingers flying across the screens. "Yes, Garrus?"

Garrus's voice sounded on the bridge, explaining the situation he was currently in.

"I see. Would you like me to gather the crew again?"

Garrus agreed that would be a good idea and cut communications. EDI announced to the ship that Shepard would be coming down, for good. I wouldn't see it until we all stood before the elevator, anxious to see the commander, but everyone was smiling, even Javik. That's when I remembered what today was.

Maybe she had overreacted.

(Shepard)

Garrus and I stood in the elevator, his hand on my shoulder as I breathed deeply, my beady eyes stuck on the doors.

"You're doing great, commander," Garrus whispered. I let a slight smile slip onto my face, but it disappeared quickly as the doors opened. The entire crew had gathered once more for my entrance, all of them with sincere smiles and arms full of gifts. Everyone was there— or so I thought.

"Welcome back, Commander, and happy birthday!" the crew cried in chorus, breaking out into horrible singing as Garrus pushed me into the crowd. A grin split my face and I joined in, feeling welcome among my friends. I had forgotten it was my birthday today— I never actually celebrated it, but the change was… nice.

Garrus stepped into the fray as the doors closed behind him, helping hand out wine glasses that Traynor had brought for the group. James brought some of his own special wine, making sure that I got most of it. Tali and Liara presented a giant birthday cake in the shape of me as a human, which was quickly overrun and turned into something that vaguely represented a turian.

We spent hours there, drinking and eating and opening presents, before the brunt of us passed out on the floor. Garrus, just as drunk as I was, held me close to his body as he led me back to my quarters, arm around my waist.

In the quiet of the elevator, surrounded by presents (mostly sex toys) that were crammed in by the crewmembers able to survive the onslaught of beer, Garrus wrapped his other arm around my waist, purring. I felt his erection poke my side, stirring something primal inside me.

We began undressing each other quickly and franticly, tripping over the rush of arms and legs and other unmentionable things. When the doors opened, Garrus picked me up by the waist just as I picked up two of the sex toys, staggering into the room with a howl of victory.

Garrus threw me onto the bed and climbed on top of me, pinning my legs to the bed. Plucking the sex toys from my hands, he examined them with a raised eyebrow plate.

"A dildo gag and a vibrator, Shepard?" Garrus slurs, giggling as he takes them out of their packages. I grin toothily, not understanding a word he just said.

The gag is placed in my mouth first, which I suck happily on, like a baby with a pacifier, and then the vibrator. Garrus turns me over onto my stomach with a growl, eyes twinkling with lust. He inserts himself inside my ass quickly and roughly, which elicits a small, involuntary moan.

After that, it's all a blur. The vibrator was turned on and Garrus began to thrust quickly, motivated by my screams and moans of pleasure. I sucked the dildo gag so hard it actually began to deflate in my mouth, furthered when I began biting it with my razor sharp teeth.

The vibrator slides out of me and buzzes on the bed, turning itself off as I let out a feral scream and grip the sheets of the bed, blue-colored cum sprayed across the bed. Moments after, Garrus lets out another howl as he release himself inside me before we both fall on top of each other, breathing heavily.

With heavy bones, we climb under the sheets, Garrus holding me closely to his warm body. I never wanted this moment to end.