The last chapter was dedicated to IreadsGood who put forward MShep/Garrus.
This next chapter is dedicated to arcanumpanthera. Here lies a Garrus and Femshep pairing, and 'a bit of Wrex' will be in another chapter, to do him justice.
It begins.
So what do I say to him?
Jane came to a stop outside of the main weapons battery, just outside of the door sensor range, and exhaled deeply. On the other side of the door was Garrus Vakarian, Turian Agent and leader of the Turian Reaper task force. Jane was more than startled when she bumped into him again on Menae orbiting Palaven. Just like old times they went into battle against the reaper forces, came out victorious and looked cool whilst doing it. The situation out there was bad, but seeing Garrus again...
Jane turned around and headed back towards the mess hall. What do I say to him?
Before Menae, the last time she'd seen him was when they stormed the collector base together, destroyed the human reaper larva and then the base itself. But the night before they stormed the collector base...
An image of her writhing in Garrus' arms came to mind, and brought a blush to her cheeks. She stopped her stride, turned again, and looked at the door. For 6 months she'd been kept under house arrest, under 24 hour surveillance and allowed no contact with the outside world.
No contact with Garrus.
They'd taken so long to actually allow themselves to be together, and then she had to wait for Garrus to do 'research', which she thought was code for 'find my courage'...that they only had one night together. The night before they took down the collector base.
And now 6 and a half months later, despite facing reapers, geth, collectors and the admiralty of the Earth alliance...i'm terrified of going into that room with Garrus.
It was times like these that reminded Jane that she was in fact a woman, and things like 'does he still have feelings for me?', really did cause butterflies to swarm in her belly.
Oh for the love of God. I should just go straight in there, talk about work, ask about the reaper task force and see if he brings it up. he might. He might ask about where we stand and if we should pick up where we left off. that could happen...
Jane sighed and returned to facing the empty mess hall. After everything I've done, this terrifies me?
Jane walked up to an empty table and sat down, thinking at the far wall with her tormented emerald eyes. she ran a hand back through her messy red bob of hair and dropped her cheek into her other hand, propped up on her elbow on the table. She sighed again and rolled her eyes. I've looked a reaper in the face and told it to practically go fuck itself, but I'm so scared that Garrus has changed his mind about me that I'm scared to face him...damn it.
Back on Palaven and Menae he would have been around his own people, real female Turians...it was such a gentle-gentle, take your time process for Garrus to agree to try being with her in the first place, that after 6 months of radio silence, Jane couldn't see how he could still have any feelings for her. maybe he thought it was a mistake, or he's going to act like it never happened? That would kill me...
"Jane?" She jerked from her musings to the far wall, and snapped her big green eyes up at none other than Garrus Vakarian. Oh he was still as stunning as ever. Tall, dressed in silver and blue armour and looked so cool with his orange visor over his left eye...so damn cool..."You must have been deep in thought." she watched in preverbal horror as he took the seat opposite her on the table, put his elbows on the desk and interlocked his fingers. Well, no escape now huh? He rested his chin on his hands and smiled at her.
Oh that smile. That lady killer smile that reduced her mental self to a mumbling idiot. "I wouldn't have gotten that close to you without you noticing if you weren't."
"No." She cleared her throat and leaned back in the chair. I can do this. I am Jane-freaking-Shepard. she folded her arms over her chest and put a brave smile on. "I have a lot on my mind."
"I thought so." He chuckled at her, mirth dancing in his icy blue orbs. "You haven't been to see me yet."
Her stomach fell through the floor. The shock must have translated to her face, as he lifted his hands up submissively at her. "Hay, you know me. I don't like waiting in the trenches. I just thought I'd come to you if you were...too busy thinking to come to me."
"Garrus I-"
"It was a surprise to see you on Menae. A pleasant one." The Turian chuckled and put his hands down on the table. Jane looked down at those hands, remembering how talented those hands were. Humina humina. And they were half way across the table. "Thanks for taking me aboard again."
"I need all the help I can get, and you're an old hand at the 'unbeatable odds' kind of battles. In particular at winning at them."
"Well I had help." Garrus chuckled and scanned his sharp eyes around them. This allowed Jane to look over his features. The Turian sniper had seen even more battles since they'd last worked together 6 months ago. There was a fresh scar on his right mandible, difficult to pick out from all the other scaring from the missile blast on Omega. It was a thin jagged line in the middle of the blue clan markings tracing his right mandible. To most people who weren't closely acquainted with Turians, you might have thought the blue markings were painted on. They were in fact inked on much like a tattoo on human skin. That's why the scar tissue broke up the markings on his face.
It was only because Jane had spent waking and sleeping moments examining that face, that she noticed the new scar. "You're going to make me blush Shepard."
"What?" Jane blanched and blinked Garrus back into focus. Shit, he caught me staring at him. "Sorry, spacing out."
"At my face?"
She smiled and ran a hand back through her hair.
"Just noticed the new addition." Jane pointed to his face, her smirk set to smart-alic. "You trying to pull Krogan babes again Garrus?"
"Ah I see." Garrus traced his right mandible with his thumb and chuckled at her. "Had a close run in with one of those Turian husks a while back. I ran out of ammo and had to take it out with my hunting knife." He smirked, layering on the charm. "I'm not surprised you noticed the scar."
"Oh?" Jane chuckled, resting her elbows on the table and leaning forward with a crimson eyebrow raised and her lips tugged into her trademark smirk.
"I remember how my scars drove you wild."
And there it was.
Garrus had brought up the very thing Jane was both desperate to get to the bottom of, and terrified of learning the truth. "Do...you remember that?"
"Yes." Jane bit her bottom lip and released it with a cautious smile. "I do."
"Well." Garrus shrugged his shoulders, lifting his carapace with the movement, and looked to one side rather than straight at her. "I'm not sure what the protocol is with reunions, and I'm not sure if our time together...still means anything to you...but if it does..." he turned his face to look at her, and she could see how nervous he was with the way he stared at her with those sharp blue eyes of his. His grey brow plate lifted ever so slightly. "...does it?"
"I haven't forgotten our time together Garrus." Jane beamed a smile at him, and put her hands together on the table. "In fact I was worried you might have."
"Well, you never replied to any of my messages. So I didn't know what to think." Garrus placed his hands together on the table, a few hairs distance away from hers. Jane's eyes were drawn to this action, and she slowly lifted her gaze up to his.
"You messaged me?" her lips tugged into a smile as she said the words. "I was under house arrest. They wouldn't give me any of my messages, or let me send any."
"Oh. Ah, well I see." Garrus patted his right hand on top of his left one, like he was going to place it on top of hers, but changed his mind at the last second. "Well that makes sense then. I bet you hated that. Being confined in the same four walls."
"Oh hell yeah. I wish the reapers hadn't come, but I'm glad I'm off world again."
"And on the Normandy."
"And with you." Jane inched her hands forward on the table to touch his.
"I was kind of hoping you'd say that." he lifted his hands and took both of hers. "So? You and I? Are we going to continue our interspecies liaison?" Shepard sniggered a laugh and returned his embrace.
"I'd like to."
"Good." Garrus took a deep breath, evident for the lifting of his carapace, and then exhaled with a gush of air. "Tonight?" Jane's eyes opened wide at that.
"Tonight?"
"Yes." He cocked his head to one side and winked at her. "6 months is long enough, wouldn't you say?" and with that he got to his feet and dusted himself off. "Will you be free at 7?"
"...sure."
"Then I'll see you then, commander." Jane watched him walk away from her, head high, back to the main weapons battery. She sat there for a while, going over what just happened, telling herself it had just happened, before going back to her duties on the ship.
She was grinning her ass off when she reached the elevator. Jane Shepard was one hard ass when it came to the running of her ship, by the book when dealing with the enemy, and a bitch when crossed. But in that moment she was a woman, in love, her fears dispelled and free in the sanctity of her own mind to think about trivial things like what should she wear? Would it be like last time, when Garrus was clearly more nervous than she was? Would it be gentle like before? would they have the chance to actually cuddle afterwards this time?
She hurried to her quarters to get rid of any outstanding reports she needed to have out the way...to leave her evening free...
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He should be here soon. Jane paced in her bedroom, looking down at two black dresses. They were nearly identical, but one had a low neck, and one had no sleeves. The only other dress she owned was the black leather one she'd worn last time. why is it I only own 3 dresses, they are all black, and pretty much the same? Because she wasn't a girlie girl, that's why.
Jane put her hands on her hips, stood only in a towel fresh from the shower. She'd dried her hair and was now stuck between black dress 1 and 2.
"This is ridiculous." Jane ran a hand back through her red locks and rolled her eyes at herself. "This isn't my first date with Garrus. I shouldn't be nervous. I'm clean, my legs and armpits are smooth, my hair is done, and I just need to put on a dress. This man has seen me naked already, and this time we can spend our time. I hope." Jane pined at her indecision over the outfit. "I make life and death decisions every day, split second decisions that affect the freaking universe, and yet a fucking dress is giving me hassle?"
That was because Jane Shepard had never really dated before. Between the academy, the alliance navy and then becoming a spectre, her life had been her career. Garrus was the first man that really 'distracted' her. Sure there had been men who had tried to get her attention, but they were usually chauvinistic butt-holes. Easily swatted away. Garrus though...he was different. He was...amazing. Always calm in the face of the enemy, ice cold when the odds were against them, and just damn Sauvé about it. He was always about the job. Just like her.
Which is probably why it took so long for them to hook up in the first place. And why it was a little surprising that Garrus not only got straight to the point, but wasted no time in arranging another get together.
"6 months is long enough, wouldn't you say?"
Jane trembled as she thought of the sexy, gravely way he'd said that to her. she wasn't the type of woman to visibly go weak at the knees, but on the inside she'd been reduced to a puddle of goo.
"Commander Shepard." Jane blinked and looked up at the ceiling, as she often did when EDI spoke over the coms to her.
"Yes EDI?"
"Garrus Vakarian is at the door and requests permission to enter. Shall I let him in?"
"What?!" Jane looked down at her body and waved her hands in the air for a moment. "Tell him to wait a moment EDI. I need to get dressed."
"Affirmative."
Jane snapped scurried over to her chest of draws and sifted through her lingerie to find her one pair of lacy black panties. She hopped into them as she made her way back over to the bed and kicked the towel under the bed. She turned her head from dress to dress, hissed with frustration, did 'eenie-meanie-miny-mo', grabbing the low cut dress and pulling it over her head. No time for a bra. She then shoved the second dress in a ball in the bottom of her wardrobe, and hurried over to her mirror. This allowed her a desperate moment to shimmy the dress down her body properly, and fluff her red bob with her hands. She then scurried over to the door, took a deep breath, and pressed the open button.
Garrus was smirking already when he saw her, looking as slick as ever. He wore a black casual outfit she hadn't seen him in before. It was silver lined and the panels had that must have been Turian lettering running down the left side of each section. The neck sleeve was silver, as were the stirrups of his boots. His wore no gloves, and the outfit made the blue of his facial markings and icy blue eyes really stand out. She gulped, and cleared her throat as he leaned with one hand against the door frame, and looked down at her expectantly.
"Good evening Commander. Permission to be at ease?"
"What? Oh, permission granted. Come in Garrus."
"Thank you Jane." The redhead chewed the inside of her cheek as he sauntered past her and into her apartment. Calling her by her first name was a new development. Normally he'd call her commander, or Shepard. He even called her Shepard when they were together last time. "Bare feet?"
"Hmm?" she dropped her head to look down at her feet, and then looked up with a nervous smile on her face. "Erm, nothing I had went with this dress...and I ran out of time."
"I see." He chuckled, and walked further into her apartment. she followed close behind. "You know, being a reaper expert has it's bonuses." He turned on his heel to face her as she followed him into the living room area. He had a dark bottle in his hand, and he shook it from side to side gently. "Better pay means better booze."
"I see." She chuckled. "I'm getting a sense of Déjà vu here."
"Then I'm doing this wrong." Garrus put the bottle down on her glass table and reached for her. Jane rolled her eyes at his antics and gave him her hand, expecting to be twirled or her hand to be kissed. He then pulled on her suddenly and caught her in his arms. The sudden proximity to his body made her blush and blink up at him. "I want this to be a very special night." one hand held her back, and the other cupped her cheek. "I'll have you know I was quite nervous last time."
"I know. So was I."
"No you weren't." He chuckled at her, amused when she simply shrugged in response. "But I was and I held back some of my more...adventurous moves."
"Well aren't you a tease?" Jane chuckled. This was so...different. he was different. Had 6 months of absence changed him so much? Or had she changed? She never remembered Garrus being so forward before.
"I have no intention of teasing you Jane." His voice dropped to a low and husky tone fully of dastardly promise. "I have no intention of leaving you wanting."
"You didn't last time." her cheeks were the same shade as her hair just about, and she had her hands holding onto the rim of his carapace. "I was quite satisfied with our 'interspecies liaison.'"
"Twice if I remember correctly."
"You do." He held her against his warm body in his arms, and Jane couldn't remember what she was worried about. This was Garrus. He always knew what he wanted and said exactly what he was thinking. That's how he always got in trouble with C-Sec in the first place.
And what drew her to him. There were no cloak and dagger dances of mystery with Garrus.
Jane stared up into his icy blue eyes and didn't even register the fact that she was leaning up to meet his mandibles until they met. Oh, she'd almost forgotten what this felt like. The way his outer mandibles tickled her cheeks, and he moulded her soft thick lips to his tough ones. His long flat tongue slipped into her mouth and they drank each other's passion in by the gallon. She felt his hands gripping her back and pawing across her body, pulling her as close to him as physics would allow. Her own hands had snaked up to caress his neck.
"Jane." He moaned. Garrus' eyes were half closed and he watched as she started tugging at the side flap on his neck sleeve. She whipped it off and threw it behind them. In her sweetest dreams she remembered their night together, and that noise he made when she smoothed her hands behind the rim of his carapace, and up the sides of his neck. "OOooo-fuck." That noise.
Garrus groaned and startled her.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Jane found herself being lifted up over his shoulder and scrambled with her hands on his back to look over her body to see where he was taking her. "Garrus?! I-oof!"
Jane was slung backwards and landed on her back on the bed. She was still blinking up in a daze when the sharp shooter grabbed her ankles and yanked her further down the bed. "Garrus? What the hell are you doing?" Shepard scrambled to sit up again, finding that she was now sat on the edge of the bed. Garrus however was knelt on the floor by her feet.
"These last 6 months, I've had plenty of time to do some more research." His talon-tipped hands smoothed up her legs, up her skirt and grabbed her panties at either side of her shapely hips. "I've always wanted to try this."
"Try what?" Jane pressed the palms of her hands into the bed and shifted her weight to assist him in sliding her lacy panties down her long legs. Then were thrown in the same direction as his neck sleeve.
"Giving you head." Garrus slipped his hands under her knees and rocked her back onto her back. he shoved the dress up her hips, the dip of her waist and 'helped' Shepard wriggle the dress over her head.
"Huh? But-"
"I've trimmed my talons, I won't hurt you." He seemed to be teetering on the edge of excitement, like when she'd given him a new sniper rifle to try in the past. Jane couldn't help but flush at the idea of... "No bra I see?"
"Well you got here earlier than I expected."
"It was 7pm. On the dot." He chuckled darkly and used his grip on her knees to part her legs for his inspection. "I never come early."
Jane would have told him off for the corny line, but he lowered back down to his knees and parted her red tresses with two fingers in the same fluid movement. He then swiped his tongue heavily over her fleshy opening and up to her cit. Her body shuck like she'd been hit by a taser. Her knees rested above his shoulders and he had to grip at her hips just to stop her bucking up into his face.
"G-gn-Gaa-rus!" He lapped at her slowly, tenderly and wantonly. Jane writhed with delight, fisting at the bed covers and arching on the bed as he swirled his dextrous tongue around her nub, swiped across her entrance, and even managed to slip just so far into her entrance. Had he really learnt how to do this from watching vids? The pleasure overload became ridicules when he managed to control her trembling hips with one hand, and managed to sneak the other up the smooth expanse of her body. He cupped her left breast and trapped her pert nipple between his fingers. Between his oral assault between her thighs and his ministrations with her breasts, Jane couldn't hold out for much longer. He started suckling on her clit, and he dared to bring the hand that was on her hip away, only to slide a finger inside of her. "Fuck! G-arrus!" He sucked on her nub a touch harder, a second finger sliding inside of her wet pussy and probing her, at the same time as massaging her breast.
Jane came hard.
She strangled a scream of delight and arched with the jolt of pleasure that thundered through her body. Garrus lapped at her as she rode the high, and kissed and licked his way up her body.
"Jane, I have never seen anything as hot as that in my life." Finally Shepard opened her eyes and looked so sexy like that. Hair dishevelled, lust drunk green eyes looking up at him, hands above her head in defeat and her ample breasts rising and falling as she panted with relief.
"That was some research Garrus."
"You know I like to be thorough." He smirked and licked his mandibles, making her even hornier, if that was possible. He knelt over her body and started pulling at fabric underneath the panels of his suit. Jane watched, love drunk, as her lover disrobed for her viewing pleasure. Just like her, he was covered in scars and knicks, telling the story of the hard lives they'd lived as soldiers. She reached up and pawed at his grey carapace, dragging her fingers down every ridge until she got to the darker softer fleshy parts at his waist and thighs. Shepard helped him kick off trousers and he was on her in seconds. Their kissing was as feverish as their hands feeling and caressing each other's bodies. Garrus latched onto her neck and pushed her over the edge of delirium with every kiss, lick, nip and suck he showered down her neck and to her breasts. "Oh I've missed these."
"Missed what?" she teased him, wriggling beneath him as he licked one of her peaks teasingly. "I can't tell?"
"Oh really?" he licked and nipped the flesh between her breasts and held a mound with each hand. He tweaked and rubbed his fingers over her fingers, turning his face from kissing and licking one breasts, to give the same attention to the other. Jane whimpered, fisting at the bed with one hand, and held the back of his head with the other. "Can you tell now?"
"Yes!" she cried out. "Fuck, Garrus." She tried to pull herself further up the bed, as her ass was still on the edge, but he pulled her back down with her hips. "But I want you." she pined. "If you don't move this on I'm going to-"
"So impatient." Garrus chuckled darkly and trailed kisses up her neck and to her chin, planting a very hot and decisive kiss on her lips. "Alright. If you insist." He chuckled and flicked his eyes up the bed. "Pass me those pillows."
"What? Why?"
"Oh fearless leader?" Garrus narrowed his eyes on her and slipped a hand between her legs. He probed her without warning, and caressed her sensitive canal walls. "If you really want to get what you've asked for, you better do as I say."
"You bastard." She chuckled through her whimpers, fisting and the pillows and tried to swat his head with them. But alas, he caught them with his free hand, and punished her rebellion by adding another digit. "Oooooh!"
"I've told you. I've done extensive research, and I've been looking forward to this night for a while. It's going to be special and not even you are going to stop me."
"We'll discuss your insubordination later." Jane Shepard leaned up on her elbows and gave him the deadliest bedroom eyes possible. "Right now you need to fuck me before I throw you to the ground and mount you."
"Understood commander." His mandibles pulled into a cocky smirk, and he got to his feet. "Now lay back if you please." Jane did so, her body still trembling with need, and allowed him to manipulate her body to get into whatever position he had in mind. He made sure her ass was on the edge of the bed, and then shoved the two pillows under her butt. This raised the angle of her hips...
...and she finally saw where this was going. And she liked the direction it was taking. He stood between her legs and parted them as wide as was comfortable. He then parted her tresses, and allowed his throbbing cock to escape his sheath. It was darker than the rest of him, both long and thick, and slick with his natural lubricant. "Here we go." Garrus angled up and pushed the crown of his cock inside of her with a guttural noise in his throat. he then gripped her hips and held them up as he sank all the way inside her. "OOoooh Shepard." He hissed through his mandibles, screwing his eyes shut as his cock was surrounded with her wet heat. It was obvious it had been 6 months since they'd last had sex too, with how tight she was. Jane's body trembled as she stretched to accommodate him. She strangled a moan in her throat and fisted at the bed covers, curling her toes in the air with the force of it.
"OH-fuck." He pulled back a few inches and rocked forward. The mixture of their juices slickened the process, allowing him to get moving quickly. "Oh shit! I-oh fuck!"
"Still have the same potty mouth in bed I see?" he teased her, rolling his hips into hers.
"Oh fuck, I can't help it when it's this good." Garrus watched with dark delight as his commander, his Jane Shepard, writhed against him, trying to buck her hips to meet his every thrust. She gripped the bottom of the head board, just to give her leverage to roll her hips with him.
"Come here." He held her hips still and smack against his, and carefully swung her legs up. He held her thighs against his front, and had her feet going over his shoulders. He then ground forward with a slight downwards angle, increasing how far he could penetrate her. Not by much really, but it felt like miles for both of them. "Oh-s-spirits."
"G-u-ah!" Shepard whimpered as her body teetered on the edge of sweet oblivion. His talons might have been trimmed, but they still dug into her skin as he rocked back and forth. The sound of their skin slapping together and their heavy panting took nothing away from the moment of bliss they were sharing. "Fuck!" Jane arched and stiffed in that position as she came hard, again, and stared up hungrily at her lover.
"So tight, so wet." He seemed almost in pain as he pistoned his hips into hers harder and harder. "Jane." He pinned, looking down into her passion filled green eyes, before losing himself inside her. A few more sporadic thrusts and he had drowned in the cosmic delight he only ever felt once before in his life. And it was with the same woman. Once he'd milked every second of bliss from his orgasm, he parted her legs and gently put them down. He then pulled out with a wet 'pop' and sheathed himself once more. Still panting a little bit he dropped himself on his back by her side, and turned his face to look at his human lover. "I'm so glad you decided to give me another chance."
"Me too. and it wasn't another chance. It was the same chance." She closed her eyes and took one of his hands, holding it tenderly between their panting, sweaty bodies. "I was so scared you wouldn't feel the same way...not anymore."
"I intend to be a permanent feature in your life now Jane. Not even the reapers are going to separate us." Jane turned to face him and looked deep into his strong blue eyes.
"Really? Can we send them that message so they know the invasion isn't worth going ahead with, and they might as well turn back now?"
"Only if you send Udina to tell them. That's worth letting him out of prison, right?"
"I'm sure he'd be delighted." It bubbled in their chests first, then broke through their lips and danced in the air. Their laughter made the heavy situation of the war against the reapers seem...so distant. Right now they were together, naked on her bed, spent from amazing sex, and perfectly content. "So I guess this makes you my boyfriend doesn't it?"
"Oh yes." He turned to lay on his side and looked down at her with such tenderness in his eyes, it melted her heart. "Which is why I see no need to waste a room."
"Oh?" Jane turned onto her side and leaned on one elbow, and supported her head with her hand. The other hand tapped his chin plate. "Why is a room being wasted?"
"Because I'm going to be spending every night in this room with you." he leaned forward and captured her lips for a brief, but very hot kiss. "So I won't be using my room anyway. I might as well move in here with you."
"Oh really." Jane sniggered and poked his carapace. Garrus opened his mandibles, pretending to be shocked. "Only Garrus-freaking-Vakarian would invite himself to live with his commanding officer."
"Yes." He winked at her cheekily. "As your second in command I'm simply pointing out the fact that to keep the ship running efficiently, we should free up a room that isn't being used. That would also allow me to satisfy the ship's captain, as she has a very stressful job. It's the least I can do, really."
"Cheeky bastard." Jane play punched his chest, then rested her hand there. "Alright you can move in with me, but I'm holding you to that promise of 'distressing' me every night."
"I've done a lot of research." He leaned forward and nuzzled her neck. He kissed and nipped her skin, travelling up to the shell of her ear. "I've even bought some toys I'd like us to play with."
"Garrus Vakarian?!" Jane giggled and pushed him back playfully. "When did you become so dirty minded?"
"The first time we kissed." He wiggled his brow plate at her suggestively and winked at her. "So it's all your fault."
"I see."
A comfortable silence landed between them and surrounded them in contentment and warmth. Slowly their held hands between them, and pressed their foreheads together.
It just shows that love transcends many things. Politics, species, war, reapers, and house arrest. You just have to be brave enough to fight for it. And no matter what, they would fight for each other. Reapers be damned.