Author Notes: OK, this chapter is one reason for the M rating. This is my first attempt at writing any serious smut (is there such as thing as serious smut?). I've found it takes an awful lot of words to describe some really simple things. Hopefully in this case, the words don't get in the way.
Feedback, comments, suggestions welcome.
Shepard arrived at the Normandy first. She checked in briefly with the skeleton crew to ensure that nothing had come up that required her attention. Pressly was already back on board, so she told the XO that the ship was his until 0600 the next morning. She retired to her quarters and scanned her messages, replying to one.
Then, shrugging off her jacket, Shepard picked up her best bottle of bourbon and two glasses, setting them on the table. The timing was perfect - just then her door chimed. Taking a breath, Shepard opened to door to reveal Ashley leaning against the doorframe. Laughing, Shepard pulled her in and locked the door behind her.
Before she could say anything, Ashley pressed her body against Shepard's, taking Shepard's face gently into her hands and kissing her hard. Shepard's hands found Ashley's hips, ensuring that their bodies held tight together. Shepard sucked Ashley's lower lip into her mouth, biting it carefully. Williams moaned, moving her hands around Shepard's waist. Her hands found the hem of Shepard's tank top and slid under it to feel the skin beneath. Shepard couldn't stop the growl deep in her throat. As Ashley's hands traveled up Shepard's back underneath the shirt, she again appreciated the fact that Shepard couldn't be bothered to wear a bra.
Without breaking the kiss, Ashley moved one hand forward along the ribs on Shepard's left side. She could feel Shepard shudder at the contact. Her hand moved slowly upward until she reached the lower swell of Shepard's breast. Ashley used her fingertips to trace the curve there, feeling Shepard arch into her, pulling away from the kiss for just a moment to gasp. Ashley grinned, then moved back in for another kiss, bringing her hand up further, trailing her fingers along until she found Shepard's already hard nipple. She caressed the nipple between her rough thumb and forefinger, reveling in the pleasure it gave her partner.
Shepard's hands moved from Ashley's hips to her backside, and didn't stop until they reached the swell of Ashley's ass where it met her legs. She squeezed gently, moving her own hips against Ashley's, eliciting a moan and a temporary pause in Ashley's attention to her breast. She pulled away from the kiss, moving her hands upward and pulling Ashley's shirt out her jeans. She didn't stop until Ashley had to raise her arms to allow Shepard to remove the shirt completely, leaving Ashley in only her white lace bra. After leaning back a bit to appreciate the view for a moment, Shepard bent forward and kissed Ashley's neck where it met her shoulder. The chief's sharp intake of breath told Shepard that she'd hit the right spot. Shepard continued her kisses along Ashley's collar bone, pushing aside the strap of her bra, until she reached her shoulder. Then she stopped and moved to the other side, doing the same thing there. With the straps out of the way, Shepard moved one hand around to unclasp Ashley's bra and lowered it off her arms.
This time she took a half step back from Ashley, to just look. The marine was breathtakingly beautiful. The sight of her strong shoulders, toned abs and firm breasts sent a charge of heat to Shepard's center. "God, Ash. You are gorgeous." But before she could step forward to reclaim her prize, Ashley grabbed the bottom of Shepard's shirt and pulled it over her head. Shepard grinned as Ashley gave her the same once over, and melted when she heard Ashley breathe, "You are incredible."2
They both moved forward together, pressing flesh on flesh. Shepard's hands tangled in Ashley's hair. Ashley's hands wrapped around Shepard's back. Their tongues danced against each other. Ashley broke the kiss and relaxed her hold on Shepard, pausing to look in Shepard's eyes. The desire she saw there caused her heart to pound in her chest. Shepard looped a finger in Ashley's belt and pulled her towards the bed. When the back of her legs made contact, she sat down and took advantage of the difference in height to unbuckle the belt. She locked eyes with Ashley while she unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, gently lowering them down her legs.
Unfortunately, she had to look away to see why she couldn't get the pants off. She burst out laughing when she realized that Ashley was still wearing her boots. Ashley glanced down, seeing the same thing. With a snort, she sat on the edge of the bed next to Shepard and pulled off her boots and socks.
"Dammit, my super-sexy move was ruined by a pair of boots."
"I wouldn't say it was ruined at all," Ashley murmured as she slowly slid her pants the rest of the way off, leaving her in just her underwear. Then she reached over and pulled off Shepard's cowboy boots. Ashley pushed Shepard back onto the bed, leaning down to kiss her deeply. They somehow managed to move up the bed together.
Ashley straddled Shepard's hips, bending down to place kisses along Shepard's jaw, moving down her neck. Using one arm to hold herself up, her other hand traced a path between Shepard's breasts and along her taut stomach, stopping to open the button of Shepard's jeans. Ashley slowly lowered the zipper, reaching in underneath the denim, expecting to move aside Shepard's underwear. She was pleasantly surprised to find only skin instead. Ashley lifted her head to give Shepard a puzzled look. With a smile and a shrug, Shepard could only offer, "What? I just don't like to wear underwear."
"Great - now that's going to be all I think of when I see you."
Shepard raised her eyebrows suggestively. "I hope so."
Ashley continued to move her hand under Shepard's pants until she reached her wet center. Shepard moaned deep in her throat, pushing her hips upward. Ashley circled her fingers around a few times, delighting in the gasp it elicited from the commander. Withdrawing her hand, she moved back along the bed so that she could remove Shepard's jeans. She stood for a moment at the end of the bed, mesmerized by the naked woman lying on the bed in front of her. She marveled at how such a strong, powerful woman could have so many beautiful, soft areas. She found herself pushing her underwear down her hips, letting them drop to the floor.
Shepard couldn't take her eyes off her. When Ashley removed the last of her clothing and stood bare before her, her breath caught in her throat and she swallowed hard. They locked eyes as Ashley dropped back to the bad and crawled up Shepard's body. Straddling one of Shepard's legs, Ashley used a thigh to push Shepard's legs further apart, pressing the length of her body against Shepard's. As their mouths met in a hard kiss, Shepard grabbed Ashley's backside, moving her hips against her. She could feel Ashley's arousal painting her leg.
In one quick motion, Shepard rolled them over so that Ashley was underneath her. Ashley gasped at the sudden change in position. Straddling Ashley's hips, Shepard moved her mouth along Ashley's neck, nipping and sucking as she made her way down to Ashley's breasts. Shepard rubbed her thumbs gently over each hardened nipple, curving her head down to take one in her mouth, circling her tongue around the firm tip. As Ashley moaned and arched her back, Shepard sucked on the bud and let her teeth gently rake across the sensitive skin. Ashley gripped Shepard's hips, grinding them down on her own. Shepard moved to the other breast, giving it the same attention. Ashley surprised herself by nearly coming at the sensations generated by Shepard's skillful ministrations.
Shepard shifted as her mouth moved from Ashley's breasts to her abdomen, licking and kissing downward. Before reaching the place Ashley wanted her most, Shepard stopped. Instead, Shepard placed a hand on the top each of Ashley's thighs, moving them apart. Her rough thumbs massaged where each leg met her center. The simple touch caused Ashley's hips to buck. She looked down to see Shepard gazing at her face, clearly enjoying the look of pleasure she was bringing to her lover.
Keeping one hand on Ashley's thigh, Shepard used one finger on the other hand to carefully trace a path between Ashley's swollen lips, dipping into Ashley's wet center then moving up to her hard clit. Shepard's finger swirled around the bundle while Ashley groaned, head back and eyes closed. Ashley gasped as she felt Shepard's tongue on her clit, flicking against the tip. Ashley's hands gripped Shepard's hair as her hips thrust forward.
Encouraged, Shepard licked along the length of Ashley's opening, pressing her tongue into her warm center as far as she could. "Fuck, Shepard. That is fucking incredible," Ashley panted.
Shepard moved her tongue back to Ashley's clit, swirling a finger around Ashley's entrance. Hearing "Fuck yes," Shepard inserted first one finger into Ashley's opening, then another. Ashley thrusted against Shepard's hand. Responding to the encouragement, Shepard curled her fingers, finding the right spot against Ashley's inner wall, and moved her fingers in and out. She increased her tempo with both fingers and tongue, while Ashley continued to buck against her.
Ashley's moans became louder and more insistent. She squeezed her legs along the side of Shepard's head, teetering on the edge. Shepard's tongue pressed more firmly on her clit. One stroke more and she knew she would come. And there it was. . . an explosion of light behind Ashley's eyelids as her inner walls spasmed against Shepard's fingers. Her thighs trembled with pleasure. Shepard expertly navigated the orgasm, moderating her touch to prolong it without overloading Ashley's senses. Shepard slowed her tempo and softened the strokes of her tongue until Ashley rode a second wave.
Once Ashley was able to catch her breath, she realized her fingers were still tangled in Shepard's hair. She gently tugged Shepard's head upwards - an invitation to move up. Shepard slowly withdrew her fingers and slid her body up against Ashley until she could once more kiss the marine, letting her taste herself on Shepard's lips. Then it was Ashley's turn to flip Shepard onto her back. She quickly moved her hand down between Shepard's legs, to find her incredibly wet with desire.
Ashley rubbed her hand up and down the length of Shepard's center. She again locked eyes with her lover, seeing the need in her eyes. She could tell that this wasn't the time to go slow. She quickly slipped two fingers into Shepard's opening, maintaining eye contact while thrusting faster and faster. Shepard's hips moved into each thrust, her breath becoming quicker and more shallow. Ashley used her thumb to circle Shepard's clit, not breaking the rhythm of the thrusts.
Shepard's hands tangled in the sheets, her back arched, and she still kept her eyes locked with Ashley's. She'd never had a lover who could look deep into her eyes during sex, and the sensations it evoked were incredible. She knew she couldn't hold out any more. With an effort to keep her eyes open and focused on Ashley, she let go. Her moans as she came filled the room. Ashley curled her fingers and pressed on Shepard's inner walls as they clamped down on her.
As Shepard's body stilled, Ashley lowered herself on top of her, placing one leg between Shepard's thighs. Shepard's arms circled around Ashley's back. They lay still for a moment, then they both began moving their hips against each other. With their bodies pressed so tightly together, only a subtle shifting was required to establish enough friction to build heat in each woman. They found a joint rhythm, their shared moans lost in a kiss. Together they climbed, tempo increasing.
Shepard could only murmur a string of obscenities as she neared her peak. Then Ashley placed her mouth close to her ear and growled "Oh god, Sloane . . . ", and she came undone at hearing her name on the lips of her lover. Her fingers curled into Ashley's back as she came, Ashley coming right along with her.
They lay together like that, holding each other's sweat-drenched bodies, panting and marveling at what had just happened. No words were needed in that moment. After a few tender kisses, they held one another and drifted off to sleep.
