I'm so happy. This chapter came out pretty great. I finished it in a DAY. A DAY! I'm so happy with the amount of sex, love, and explanation. I really hope you guys like it. I worked like a dog on the chapter, and I hope I answered any questions you guys have. BTW, the entire time I wrote this, all I could think was "Gee. I've never had to describe how great it feels to have a girl's tongue in your mouth." Writing this chapter makes me forget why I'm single in the first place. Oh well. Can't wait to get back into that feeling of romance again.

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She knew.

James saw her pick up the necklace. He heard the gasp that came from her. He needed to stop her from leaving, or everything was in jeopardy. Diffusing her escape wasn't all though. He needed to keep her there, hopefully making her forget. It wasn't the best idea in practicality. Given what she'd been through, it was more likely that she'd be traumatized by his decision on how to act. Even when he justified his actions in his mind, it still bothered him. He couldn't completely lie to himself though. A small part of him thought this sounded like a good plan before she found the necklace.

He wasn't a violent person. Rape didn't appeal to him, neither did hurting people unnecessarily. He couldn't help look at her though. She was quite a sight, which caused his eyes to wander slowly. James couldn't help but imagine what she looked like under the suit. No one could blame him. It was the curse of being attracted to a Quarian, and he was sure that the Asari at the main desk had felt the same curiosity he was feeling at this second. Figuring that he only had moments before she left, James had jumped into his plan. He tried to convince himself it was for his own good, and that he was supposed to do everything that was necessary. Even so, he wouldn't force her. It wasn't who he was.

Regardless of what he told himself, a part of him deeply buried knew the truth. This had NOTHING to do with the necklace.

Her cry of pleasure radiated through him. She brought her arms up, wrapping them around James's shoulders. She clung to James, grasping him so tightly his spine gave a small crack.

He removed his hand from in between her legs, dragging it slowly from it's comforting resting place. He grabbed Lia by her backside and lifted the Quarian. She brought her legs up, twisting them around his waist. She squeezed herself into him, trying to close the distance as best she could. There were no thoughts, no hesitancy. Lia wanted the feel, the pleasure, and comfort. She wanted James in whatever form she could take.

He pushed her against the wall, meriting a throaty moan from Lia. Using his hands, James explored her body, starting at her back and working his way to the front. Before he could reach her chest, Lia's lust filled voice filled his ears, raggedly explaining to him.

"Mask…OFF. NOW."

James didn't say anything. Instead, he reached to her face and gently searched the metal for the release seals. Finding them, he disabled the locks without a second thought. James knew the room was clean, even if she didn't. Without so much as a fleeting thought, he pulled the mask from her, flinging it behind the two of them. He planned to get a glimpse of her face, but she moved too quickly.

He felt her warm, slightly sweet lips meet his, long before he could open his eyes. At once he responded to her with the same enthusiasm, pushing forwards with his face. Their noses bumped slightly, and James turned his head to accompany the situation better. What skin he felt was slightly cold and damp, most likely from her nervousness. Everything slowed down just slightly while they're lips were acting. James was surprised at Lia's resolve, since he was expecting her to be hesitant of a first kiss. Instead, she was locked to him as if she didn't want to let go.

James decided to make another move, hopefully adding to the girl's rapidly gathering physical knowledge. His tongue slipped between their lips, entering Lia's mouth. She panicked at first, unaware of the intrusion. She attempted to pull away, but she couldn't since she was already held against the wall. Calming herself down, she poked James's tongue with her own, testing the unexplored sensation.

After a few seconds, she relaxed and started to enjoy the feeling. They were joined on a physical level that she had never even come close to experiencing before, and the sheer feel of it was causing her energy levels to spike. She wanted more with each touch, each kiss, each bump of the skin. Her suit felt as if it were full of ants, and she demanded that it be cast away.

She opened her eyes slowly as their mouths still danced lovingly. The setting had shifted from one of untamed desire, to a more romantic tone. James felt eyes watching him, and he opened his own. He was met with two beautiful light brown eyes, while a sliver of blue encased them in a thin ring. They stared at each other, both of them still involved in the kiss at hand. However, they're lips had stopped, and it felt as if time had frozen for both of them.

Lia just stared at James, him at her. No sounds came, and the only things moving were their minds. Slowly, their lips parted from each other, leaving only a thin tunnel left connecting the tips of their tongues to each other. They both pulled back a fraction, a small pop was heard as they disengaged from each other. The only thing connecting them now was thin strand of saliva on both of their lips. James shifted his own slightly, breaking the connection. He was left with a taste similar to sweetened raspberries on the tip of his tongue, which he sincerely hoped would not be his last experience.

James didn't even realize he was looking at her face. It didn't matter. Not the kiss, not her appearance, not even the sex. He watched her eyes, looking for signs of distress. For the first time ever, James felt compelled to make her happy, even if that meant him going away forever. It was a new experience for both of them, and he was not going to let this end badly for her. He made the same promise he did in the alley. He would not let her down.

Lia watched James. He continually gazed at her, and the action was having an effect on her heart. All of this was new. Lust, passion, and desire were un-played cards in her hand, and the boy in front of her was a never before seen challenge. She didn't know how to act, how to feel. Was the kiss just a kiss? Was it a message that this was only a one-night stand? Or was it an understanding; a mutual agreement between the both of them that let them know that they were unprepared for this, and a feeling as wonderful and glorious as that joining was causing the both of them to share something so personal and private, that they felt connected in more ways than originally thought possible?

Something caught her off guard. It felt warm. Moving gently over her cheek, it sent shivers radiating through her skin as if a pleasant breeze had caught her. Shifting her eyes only slightly, she noticed James's hand running down her skin, as softly as a leaf. It felt heavenly, his skin. The exhaustion she carried on her soul lifted slightly with it, as the joy of touch was restored to her. Turning her gaze back to James, she noticed him smiling, not doing that stupid smirk, but smiling at her as if he was a sailor seeing his homeland on the horizon. She saw his mouth move, and the whisper she heard made his voice all the more perfect.

"Yes, or no?"

She almost fell into the kiss, she moved so surely to his lips. Their passion reignited, and Lia decided to choose him. While they made love with their lips, Lia brought up her omni-tool. She knew the directions for the suit release by instinct, and activating the unlocking cycle, she knew there was no going back. James pulled her from the wall, carrying her gently over to the bed. Setting her on the linen, she sat on the edge of the bed while James proceeded to remove the sections of the suit she moved his hands to. It was a fairly easy system to deal with.

Finally, the last place stood on her chest, blocking her body from his loving caresses. He removed the material, separating his lips from hers, James placed the suit piece on the ground. Next, he moved to her leggings, pulling them off slowly so as not to hurt her or the suit. She immediately moved her body onto the bed, closing her legs tightly. The air felt cold against her exposed skin, and the knowledge of what came next made her nervous beyond belief, but she had faith in James. She…trusted him.

James grunted in effort to remove his pants, only succeeding so when he fell onto the bed, meriting a stifled giggle from Lia. It was the first audible sign, (besides her moans) that she was comfortable. His boxers acting as the last boundary, yet he left them on, feeling that it wouldn't be classy if he didn't.

He crawled up next to her, leaning above her face. He lowered his lips onto hers, their connection reestablished. Slowly, James brought his hand around to her legs, massaging up her thigh teasingly. Lia broke the kiss as a soft moan escaped her lips. His attack on her body continued as he moved his way to her center, smoothing his hand along her abdomen. Reaching lower, he began his decent towards her opening. She moaned louder, wrapping her arms around his neck, smothering her face between his chest and the pillow. All the while he moved, James spoke softly to her ear, telling her loves and what not. She gasped as he reached her flower, slowly starting to spread her nether lips. She was beyond aroused, as was apparent from her fluid gathering on his fingers. She muttered an apology for it, and was only met with a kiss on the ear. The cold touched her nipples, teasing them with a current of air. Again, Lia whispered to James, telling him that she was cold. Without so much as a warning he whipped the cover over them, blanketing Lia in a warm romantic bliss. His hand was still teasing at her vulva, and it drove the Quarian to the edge of ecstasy.

Finally, James moved to her clitoris. Gently rotating his finger around the sensitive nub, Lia started to breath heavily, her voice turning ragged. He poked his finger at her entrance, daring to go in. The action caused Lia to yelp loudly. James checked her eyes, making sure she was ok. He found her staring back at him, anger on her features. Her voice spoke to him, signs of pleasure working their way into her words.

"Don't…tease me-Ah…I…I want you. N-Now."

James was hesitant.

"Are you sure?"

She grabbed him, holding onto the back of his neck, fully aware of how close she was to the climax she so desperately called for. Looking him in the eyes, she sent the message of her arousal.

"Yes."

He nodded, shedding the boxers quickly. Since he was already under the sheets, Lia was unable to see his member, which she considered to be a good thing. If she got anymore aroused, she might not hold back the screams of pleasure that wracked her frame.

James positioned himself over her, his tip at her entrance. She was so nervous, yet so ready for him. He glanced at her with an expression of care, of love. Moving down, he kissed her hard on the mouth, while she wrapped her arms against his back, threatening to never let go. He slowly began to enter.

Lia held back as long as she could. The pressure was too great, too much feeling. She moaned through the entire first few thrusts, up until James gained a tempo. Sweat covered their bodies, mixing between them. Lia felt her voice grow higher as they reached their end. Finally, he pumped faster than ever, grunting loudly.

She gave in.

Falling backwards on the bed, she opened herself up to the feelings. Everything was perfect, everything felt right. James's mouth found itself on her breast, gently sucking her soft bud.

The room was filled with the sound of a loud, Quarian moan mixed with a human grunt of success. It lasted seconds for the world, but stood for eternity between the couple. The room faded black as James collapsed on top of Lia, who crawled onto his arms for the night ahead. It was quiet once more, gasps and groans of pleasure providing the only soundtrack to the beating of their hearts.