A/N: LONG chapter! Awesome sexy times! Please please please if you read it, review it!
Oh also, NSFW! Sexual content in this chapter!
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Chapter 4: Echoes of the Moon
His first view of her bedroom took him aback slightly, as he was greeted with a round room, filled with wall-to-wall book cases containing musty tomes of ages past, a virtual treasure trove of knowledge and learning, a dark wooden desk with a real leather chair situated off to the side between the two largest sections of book cases, and an oversized bed - the centerpiece of the room - with a large octagonal skylight casting a soft blue glow, the water above casting shadows that were constantly in motion on the pastel green linens.
His sharp intake of breath made her smile as she looked at him admiring her sanctuary, and she took her shoes off at the top of the stairs, him following suit. She walked quietly towards her bed, sitting on it and reaching up to her hair and gingerly took the band from her braid, combing her fingers through her silken hair, which was now falling warmly down the sides of her face and past her shoulders.
As his eyes fell to her seated form, he felt his heart skip a beat, before starting in the race of his life. He walked towards her slowly and deliberately, both of them watching the other intently, until he reached her. To him, she looked like a Goddess in human form, having come to him from across the sea to bless him with her glorious presence, and to guide him along the way to their future.
He knelt in front of her, turning his face up to hers, his expression full of reverence and love.
She lifted her hands to his face, gently stroking the backs of her fingers down his cheek fringes, making them flush a deep maroon in the moonlight, and she leaned down without a word, kissing him on his forehead. Noticing his eyes close as she did, she kissed him on both eyelids softly, before moving to his lips, letting her lips linger on his for a moment. She heard the soft rumbling from his throat that indicated his happiness and pleasure, and felt his fingers move through her hair as he placed his hands on each side of her head, gently pulling her lips harder against his, their mouths moving in unison, their lips parting and tongues meeting with soft moans escaping from them both.
Their lips part ways for a moment, his hands moving to the hem of her dress, pushing it up just enough for her legs to open, moving closer to her on his knees, enveloping her in his embrace, and returning his lips to hers, kissing her deeply. She moans as his tongue entwines with hers, her right hand moving from his cheek fringes downwards, tracing down his chest, past his stomach, coming to rest over his groin as she starts to tease his growing hardness through his leather pants.
The rumbling in his chest becomes loud and raspy as his arousal increases, he breaks away from their kiss to slowly brush his lips down her chin, softly caressing her jawline, moving to grasp her earlobe between his teeth and suckle lightly for a few moments before trailing down her neck, alternating between soft kisses and gentle nips. He kisses her throat, the vibration of his purring vocal chords reverberating on her own vocal chords, as a shiver of pleasure runs down her spine. He smiles as he feels her shudder pleasantly, hearing a whimper escape her lips that only serves to encourage him, and he drags his tongue along her collar bone, slowly moving towards her shoulder. As he reaches her bare shoulder, he takes a small patch of skin into his mouth, biting just hard enough to leave a barely noticeable mark.
He lifts his eyes to hers, and nearly thinks better of it; her eyes are aflame with desire, piercing into his soul with purpose and drive... If he had wanted to take their first time slowly, make it last and be memorable, he should have kept his eyes from hers, because seeing the hunger in her eyes made his mind reel, his heart quicken, and his cock fully erect and ready. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, trying to calm down, taking a breath while averting his eyes before opening his lids again, looking from the burning passion of her eyes to the exquisite dress she was wearing. He moved his hands with purpose and patience, beginning to undo clasps, unbuttoning and unzipping the necessary panels and strips of leather holding the dress closed, and was rewarded as the dress finally fell from her shoulders to rest around her hips, her upper body exposed and suddenly illuminated brightly under the rippling moonlight.
His hands fell to his sides and he sat on his heels as the shock of her beauty hit him at full force, right in the chest. He forgot to breathe for several moments, taking in the sight of the Goddess in front of him, beaming a smile down at him, her undeserving servant. She reached out and cupped her hand to his face as she looked at him, his hand coming up to cover hers, leaning his face into her palm, turning to kiss her fingertips one at a time before kissing her palm. He then stood and offered his hand to her, and she smiled as she took it, standing and letting the dress fall to the floor around her feet.
She gazed up at him, her hands moving deftly to undo clasps and zippers on his jacket, quickly disposing of it on the nearby desk chair, before swiftly relieving him of his vest as well. As she looked back from tossing it on top of the jacket, she suddenly realized that the dark green, almost black lines that patterned his head continued down his chest, and apparently even farther. She blushed at that thought, tracing one of the lines from the top of his head, down his neck and chest with her finger, then leaning down and continuing the line down his abdomen with her tongue, only stopping once she reached his pants, which she quickly unclasped before looking up at him.
She was on her knees now as he looked down at her, his eyes wide as he'd watched her general downwards trend along his body. She was looking at him as if... As if asking permission. Permission! From him! He inclined his head, nodding once and she grinned like someone had just told her she'd won a prize. She hooked her fingers over the top edge of his pants, and began slowly pulling down, wetly kissing down the dark center stripe that lead to his groin as his pants slid down, exposing more and more flesh for her to explore with her lips and tongue along the way. His lips parted with a soft growl of desire as his pants released the red flesh of his cock, and she kissed around it, carefully avoiding contact with it as she quickened the rate of his pants' decent, until they finally rested on his feet. He stepped out of them easily, shoving them to the side with his foot, his eyes never straying from the scene in front of him.
She turned and patted the bed behind her, motioning for him to sit, and turning on her knees to face the spot she had patted. He eagerly complied with her, as if he could resist anything this Goddess asked of him, and sat down, watching her every move as she brought herself to a comfortable position on her knees in front of him, eying his cock hungrily before running both her hands up the inside of his thighs, sending shivers up his spine. She grasped his cock in her hands and began stroking it ever so gently, her eyes roaming over it, studying it, memorizing every detail, noting the bright yellow stripes running along the length of it that were faithfully continued from the rest of his body.
She had spoken to Mordin Solus, the Normandy's resident salarian genius, about this encounter before she invited Thane on their date, and she was informed that drell genitalia were far more sensitive than humans, and she also knew that if she performed oral sex on him, she would have one hell of an hallucination. Mordin had assured her it could be used to enhance the sexual experience, once that human had adjusted to the intensity of the hallucinations, so – not being the most cautious person - she had decided to go for it.
She pried her eyes away from his cock for a moment, looking up at him, trying to gauge his expression. She had heard the purring in his chest grow much louder as she touched him, and as she leaned her head down,taking a first experimental lap with her tongue at the tip of his cock, the sound of pure ecstasy that escaped him told her she was more than on the right track. She was about to continue her fellatio on him when she suddenly felt his hands on either side of her face, stopping her. "Siha,", he breathed heavily as he tried to speak coherently, "I want you to have a clear head for our first time together. If you continue on the path you are on, that will not be the case. As much as I do not want to stop you, I must. I want you to remember everything as clearly as I will.". He smiled at her, his eyes gleaming a mixture of mirth, concern, and desire back at her.
She pouted. He laughed and helped her stand before standing himself, then gripping his hands under her arms, he picked her up and spun slightly before laying her down on the bed, her legs hanging off of the end at her knees, and taking to his knees between her legs. He proceeded to drape her legs over his shoulders, using leverage on her thighs to drag her closer to him, and started licking and nibbling at her inner thighs, causing the air to hitch in her throat before he heard a desperate whimper escape her lips. He smirked to himself at the sound, slowly trailing his tongue along the inside of her left thigh, but instead of moving to the other thigh this time, he moved directly to her clit, using his fingers to spread the skin there enough to pull the hood back and expose the soft, pink nub that he knew from his own talk with Mordin was full of nerves that lead straight to her pleasure centers.
She gasped and her hips bucked in reaction to the sudden explosion of sensations she felt on her clitoris, her eyes widening as she realized how different his tongue was from a human's. It had more texture to it, though not rough like a cat, and it was very slick with moisture, but the length, flexibility and strength of it was what surprised her the most. She doubted very much that any human would be able to pull off the tricks he was doing with his tongue, no matter how hard they tried.
She tried to speak, wanting to ask where he learned how to do what he was doing so well, but the best she could get out was either a series of cries and moans, or a stream of explicatives. Her body writhed in pleasure, amazed that he could keep his mouth on her at all times with as much as she was moving around, unable to control her body whatsoever. He had taken to occasionally sucking her labia into his mouth, one at a time, and flicking his tongue along the length of them as he suckled them. She genuinely thought she was going to lose her mind as he pushed his long tongue into her, curling it upwards several times before slipping back out and up to her clit as her body stiffened with her first orgasm of the night. She couldn't even manage more than a few gasps worth of sound, despite the scream of pleasure that waited just behind her vocal chords.
As her body stiffened suddenly, he looked up at her, but could not see her face; her head was thrown back sharply, her hands making fists in the comforter, and he heard strained gasps escape her mouth. After several long moments passed, her body slowly relaxed back into the bed as her hands began to loosen their death grip on the fabric, and he heard a raspy sigh followed by several quick inhales and exhales as she tried to catch up on her breathing.
He rested his cheek on her inner left thigh, giving them both a moment of rest and reprieve. As her breathing became less ragged, she let out several moans that sounded almost reminiscent of the rumbling sound he normally produced when he was experiencing pleasure. He smiled and began tracing his fingers up and down her sides with a feather-soft touch, as the sounds she was making began to sound even closer to his own as she shivered in time with the pace of his fingertips.
As her heart rate finally began to level out enough for her to think somewhat coherently, she sat up on her elbows and looked at him, a very silly, elated grin on her face as she brought her hand up, crooking her finger at him, beckoning him to come up to her level as she began to slide upwards on the bed. He blinked both sets of eyelids at this, before swallowing hard and following her onto the bed. She stopped once she reached the pillows with her head, reaching under her to pull the comforter and flat sheet down and laying back, relaxing into the comfort of her bed and watching him move towards her.
As he reached her, she bent her knees up and spread her legs, and she smiled, taking hold of his hand and pulling him down to her. She moved her hands to his cheek frills, stroking them softly as she leaned up and met his lips with hers, taking his offered tongue into her mouth teasingly. They kissed with fire in their souls, their mouths moving in a perfect dance, timed to the beating of their hearts.
She hooked her ankles behind his hips, using that leverage to pull him down to her harder, as she softly caressed the length of his cock with her wet pussy. The rumbling in his chest grew to include a few timely groans and she moaned and shuddered in pleasure along with him. He broke their kiss to be able to watch her face as he rubbed his tip along her wetness, stopping finally to hover over her hole, looking at her with fervor in his eyes. She took a breath in and nodded her consent with such enthusiasm that he plunged into her all at once, watching her face go from a state of preparedness to a look of shock, then total bliss in less than a few seconds.
After the first thrust, he slowly moved almost completely out of her, then took his time entering her again, kissing and nuzzling into her neck, maintaining a gentle, rolling motion with his hips, letting them both feel every texture, every sensation in detail and clarity. As he began to speed up a little she slowly began to feel a new sensation, something different as he grew harder and larger inside her: his cock was ribbed. She hadn't noticed earlier while she handled his cock, but she certainly noticed now, a hiss and a heavy moan flying in rapid succession from her throat.
She looked up at him, surprise and pleasure evident on her face, and asked between thrusts, "Why didn't... Anyone...Tell me... You were... RIBBED?", she groaned loudly as he thrust harder on her last word than ever before, the ribs on his cock becoming more pronounced with every push into her. He smiled softly, his eyes searching her face carefully for a few seconds before answering, "Because this only happens when we mate with our life mates, my siha.", his face suddenly became serious as he spoke, and he stopped all motion, watching her reaction intently.
Her eyes widened as realization dawned on her what this meant, and a smile crept to her lips. She reached up and stroked his face softly, a single tear welled up and escaped her eye as she leaned up, placing her cheek against his, and speaking in a soft and gentle voice, "I love you, Thane Krios, and you honor me with this act. Thank you, my love... My life mate.", she uttered the traditional ceremonial words of a drell life bonding ceremony. His throat tightened as he heard these words, and he turned his head to her, kissing her with unadulterated, pure passion, resuming the motion of his hips as he did, her moans resonating with his on each others lips.
He began thrusting faster and faster, unable to hold himself back, and she rolled her hips to meet him just as hard, their bodies entwined, their souls mingling, their two hearts becoming one. Their kiss only broke when she had reached her climax, her legs and arms clinging him to her, her cry of passion clearly uttered, and his climax soon followed hers. He collapsed on her, breathing heavily as the mating ribs on his cock held him in place for several minutes. When he was able to catch his breath some, he nuzzled into her cheek, his lips near her ear as he said, "I love you, my siha, my life mate, and you honor me with this act. Thank you.". She kissed his cheek and smiled. He felt his cock's ribs soften enough to pull out and he did so, planting a kiss on his siha's lips before rolling to his back by her right side. She pulled the sheet and comforter over the both of them, and curled up to him sleepily.
