A/N: Yes, I am finally updating this story. Sorry it took so long!
As it turned out Shepard wasn't mad at him. Far from it in fact. She was 'happier than she had been in ages' as she put it. It may not have been the ideal situation for their first time, but they had both enjoyed it nonetheless. And they had both agreed to do it again. Which is why he was anxiously standing outside her cabin door. This was so much harder when it was deliberate.
"Now or never." Garrus said to himself and stepped forward. The door slid open and he slowly stepped through. "Shepard?" He called into the overly quiet cabin. No one answered. He swallowed and glanced around to see if she was passed out on her desk again. Not there. Then he noticed that the shower was running. Oops. He thought about high tailing it back to the Main Battery and pretending that he had forgotten about their little date. It wasn't so farfetched. Shepard had come in a few times to remind him that he had to eat and sleep at some point.
Garrus shook his head. No, he wasn't going to stand her up. It would definitely offend her if she thought he forgot about her. And he couldn't hurt her like that.
"Hey there big guy." Garrus turned his head so fast he heard his neck crack. Shepard stood there in all her naked, wet glory smiling brightly at him. Garrus turned to stare at her bed. Ugh that didn't help at all.
"Hey Shepard." He said hoping she couldn't see how nervous he was. She stood in front of him and he stared over her head.
"I told you to call me Marly, Garrus." She placed her hand on the good side of his face. "What's wrong?" He met the worried look on her face.
"I'm just nervous." He said laughing halfheartedly. "This wasn't premeditated last time. Not on my part anyway." A mental picture of that outfit ran through his head. He suppressed a shiver. Shepard smiled.
"Don't worry, Garrus. I trust you. We can do this again." Garrus stared down at her and dropped his forehead onto hers with a sigh. He briefly wondered if she knew the significance of the gesture.
"I know." He said quietly. They stood there for a moment in the silence. Shepard waiting patiently for Garrus to prepare himself. She understood his dilemma. It was harder when you weren't in the heat of the moment.
"I see a problem already." Shepard said. Garrus opened his eyes. Was she regretting the decision? "I'm naked and you're…not." The last word was husky and she pulled at the fasteners on the sides of his shirt. Garrus couldn't help but smile.
They made quick work of his shirt and Shepard ran her hands across his plated chest. Garrus purred eliciting a giggle from his lover. Garrus stared at her for a moment dumbfounded. Commander Shepard didn't giggle. But he loved the sound.
"Should we move this to somewhere more comfortable?" She asked pulling him towards the bed. Garrus paused for a moment then followed. They met again at the foot of her bed. Garrus ran his palms across her back and was horrified by the scratches he found there.
"Marly…" He said cautiously. She placed a finger over his lip plates.
"It's okay. I knew what I was getting into when I snuck into your hotel room. There's no need to apologize." Garrus nodded hesitantly. Then Shepard did something completely unfamiliar to him. She kissed him. Her lips pressed against his mouth, his cheeks, his shoulder, chest, hands, pretty much everywhere she could access while his pants were still on. And Garrus enjoyed it, which was even more unfamiliar.
Every other time he had been with a woman it hadn't been so…tender. A few hormone driven fucks as a teenager, more while he was rutting, and that time with the scout hadn't been like this at all. They were just…fucks. He didn't even remember most of them. But this was something special, something better. Something he could definitely get used to.
He dipped his head and mimicked her kisses as best he could. He ran his tongue gently along the side of her neck, collarbone, lapped at that ridiculously arousing butterfly tattoo on her left breast. He worked his way down until he sat on his knees before her.
"Well now, this is a sight I never thought I would get the pleasure to see, a proud turian warrior on his knees for me." Shepard said with a smirk. Garrus smirked back at her.
"Don't get used to it." He said against her navel. Shepard shivered as his breath ghosted over her stomach. He chuckled against her.
"Come on." She said pulling him up. "Those pants are getting very annoying." She pulled at the clasps and all but ripped his trousers down his legs. Garrus felt the back of his neck grow hot as she stared at the crevice that housed his manly parts. "Last time I was here you were all ready for me." She looked up at him with one eyebrow cocked. "Am I doing something wrong?"
He let out a breathy laugh. "Oh no. I'm just still nervous…heh." He tried to smile but it came out as more of a grimace.
"There's no reason to be." She said running her tongue along the outside of the crevice. Garrus groaned and attempted a few pointless sentences about 'not ingesting' before his cock finally emerged. Shepard smiled at her handiwork.
"Now isn't this better?" She asked stroking his erection.
"Ahhhhhh…huh…" Garrus felt his knees start to buckle. For obvious reasons turian females couldn't do anything like that. And Garrus couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
Shepard moved onto the bed and pulled Garrus down with her. "Now, help me remember why I've been dreaming of this." Garrus felt a manly surge of pride shoot through him. He would bet that Shepard didn't dream about anyone else.
"Of course, Commander." He said with a smirk as he slid himself within her. It was just as he remembered. She was all heat and wet inside. He felt like her body would drown him in immense pleasure.
"Fucking Christ, Garrus." She screamed as her nails tore into the pillows. Garrus groaned and held her tight as he made love to her.
Before either of them was prepared for it they climaxed. Shepard came first screaming profanities about turians being ridiculously talented with their cocks. Garrus followed soon after grunting his pleasure into Shepard's hair and digging his talons into the mattress.
Garrus rolled them over so Shepard lay across his chest as his manhood retreated back behind its protective plating. "That…was…incredible…" Shepard panted smiling up at him. Garrus chuckled and nodded his assent.
A/N: So I kinda lost steam about halfway through this chapter. Sorry if you hate it, but that's all I have to offer right now.