there are several very good reasons that this chapter was delayed so badly... first of all college is a bitch, thats all I have to say about that. Secondly, Im really nervous about how this will be recieved so I put it off.
I hope you like it :)
Shepard sat at her computer replaying the events of the last mission through her mind for the fifth time. Well, the thought, not exactly the mission itself but more of the incident beforehand. Why had Garrus acted that way? And why did it make her heart want to jump out of her chest? When her back was against the wall, all she could think of was how much heat she could feel radiating off his body and how much she wanted to feel what was under that damaged armor.
"Commander Shepard." EDI's voice suddenly filled the otherwise dead quiet room.
Jane leaned back popping her back and stretched. "What is it EDI?"
"Dr. Solus wishes to see you in his lab."
She sighed and stood up from her chair. "Tell him I'm on my way."
EDI opened the cabin door for her. "Very well Shepard, logging you out."
As she rode the excruciatingly slow elevator down to the CIC, Jane thought about what the scientist could want. It couldn't be the lab or his equipment; she had just recently upgraded those. Maybe he wanted to talk more about what had happened with his assistant on Tuchanka. She could tell he had been upset about the ordeal but she was glad he hadn't killed the other Salarian.
She exited on the second deck and walked towards Mordin's lab. He looked up at the hiss of the door and nodded to acknowledge her.
"Shepard, glad you're here. Wanted to talk. Aware that mission is dangerous." He took a deep breath. "Different species react differently to stress."
Wait what?
"Sexual activity normal stress relief for humans and turians. Still recommend caution. Warn of chafing."
She raised an eyebrow. "Humans and turians? Mordin what are you talking about?" she asked, bracing her hands on the lab table. Should she know where this was going?
"Have been observing interactions between you and Officer Vakarian. Both exhibiting classic pre-mating behavior."
Ok… well, she could admit to herself that things had changed between her and Garrus… and the thought of 'MATING'…
Well that made her warm in places she didn't feel like exploring at the moment.
She cleared her throat. "Do you… uh… do you have a recommendation as a doctor?" Hell, she could play along. Plus, it would end this conversation a whole lot faster than trying to brush him off.
He seemed pleased that she asked. "Turians based on dextro-amino acids. Human ingestion of tissue could provoke allergic reaction. Anaphylactic shock possible." He paused. "So don't… ah… ingest." She had been sure he was going to say 'swallow'.
Well it was official. There was no way for her to get through this conversation without blushing.
Her brain kept supplying her with images of occasions where 'ingesting' might be a possibility.
He continued. "Also forwarding advice booklet to your quarters. Valuable diagrams, positions comfortable for both species, erogenous zones overviews."
If the Collectors didn't kill her, embarrassment sure would.
"Can supply oils or ointment to reduce discomfort. Gave EDI electronic relationship aid demonstration vids to use as necessary." He said.
'Demonstration vids'? He couldn't mean… No, no he wouldn't send her PORN would he? Did Salarians even know the difference between educational material and porn?
She took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of her nose.
"Well Mordin… thank you for your… ah… advice." Her face felt hot.
He smiled, "enjoy yourself while possible Shepard. Will be here, studying cell reproduction. Much simpler. Less alcohol and mood music required." He handed her a small stack of data pads.
Jane left the tech lab as quickly as she could, willing her face to cool. She was concentrating so hard on not blushing that she nearly collided with Garrus as he was exiting the elevator.
"Garrus!" she said perhaps a little too loudly, as several crew members turned their heads before moving on. She cleared her throat. "What are you doing up here?"
He looked down at her and his blue eyes looked like they could pierce right through her, and she noticed he was out his armor and wearing casual clothes. "I was just on my way to see Mordin." He said. His voice, coupled with the images Mordin put in her head, made her shiver internally.
At first she thought about stopping him, knowing what Mordin wanted to talk to him about. Part of her didn't want him to go through the human version of the 'Turian sex talk' she had just received, but a bigger and more surprising part of her did. If only just to see how he would react. It was possible that he felt the same way she did… unlikely, but possible.
She smiled, feeling a little less flustered. "Well, you don't want to keep the good doctor waiting… I'll talk to you later." She brushed past him into the elevator and pressed the button for her quarters. As the doors slid closed she sighed heavily and leaned against the wall.
Their next conversation was going to be incredibly awkward. Then again, it would only be awkward if she let it… she glanced at the data pads in her hand. It couldn't hurt to look at a few of the diagrams…
Garrus touched his arm where she had brushed him on her way to the elevator. She felt so delicate out of her armor, so fragile. It made him want to make her wear her planet side gear all the time. On the other hand, that would mean he wouldn't be able to 'accidentally' brush against her when they pass in the corridors, savoring the feel of her softness.
He shook his head of such thoughts, Mordin needed him for something. He headed for the Salarian's lab.
The door hissed open and he walked through. Mordin glanced up from his computer screen.
"Officer Vakarian! Glad you're here. Just had conversation with Shepard. Need to give you similar information."
Garrus had no idea what the Salarian was talking about.
"Information about what?" he asked.
"Mating, of course." Mordin replied, like they were discussing the weather patterns of a particular planet.
"Shepard's going to mate with someone?" His blood began to boil at the very idea.
"Yes. Have seen you two together. Exhibiting classic pre-mating behavior for hormone driven species."
"What?" Mordin was talking about HIM and Shepard? Spirits, how he wanted that to be true… being around her was… he didn't think that he had ever craved a Turian female the way he did her, but he had thought that it was all one sided. Was he wrong?
"Will forward same demonstration vids that were sent to Shepard. Also must warn you, Anaphylactic shock possible with ingestion of human tissue. Gave similar advice to Shepard."
He thought about how she had looked when he ran into her. She had been flustered, he could tell, but she didn't seem offended… in fact she had seemed fine, or in a good mood at least. So what did that mean? If she was fine after talking to Mordin about THIS, did that mean she liked the idea?
He wished this wasn't so hard.
After receiving a few data pads from Mordin, he headed back to his quarters. Suddenly curious about the information he held in his hands.
Jane sat in her quarters, scanning one the data pads until she reached the section about erogenous zones.
Really, she couldn't help it if she was curious. She tapped the screen and a rotating diagram was projected above the pad. The Turian was undressed, and fully aroused. It was huge, almost intimidating. She pulled up the information specific to that area and the hologram zoomed in.
Apparently, the genitalia stayed behind protective plates until the Turian was ready to mate. Which made sense she supposed, considering the rest of their bodies were armored as well. She studied it closer and saw that the shaft was covered in little ridges that grew denser towards the tip.
She also noticed the there was a little nub at the base; it looked like it was in the perfect position to rub her clit when he was fully inside her.
The thought made her shutter.
Other than the obvious, a few other areas were labeled as erogenous zones. They included the waist, the inner collar, the neck and the fringe… oh.
She distinctly remembered touching his fringe. As she read further, she found that Turians often growl when turned on, somewhat like a deep purr.
How many times had he growled around her? Especially when they were alone… like on Tuchanka, when she was pressed against the wall…
A shiver ran down her spine as she thought of how warm he had been so close to her, and how much she had wanted to just wrap her arms around him and press her body against his. She frowned; she probably would have too, if they hadn't both been wearing armor.
She set down the datapad and turned to her computer, looking at the file folder holding the 'demonstration vids' that Mordin had sent her.
She took a deep breath through her nose and blew it out her mouth. Might as well, she thought, it's not like it could do any harm.
She selected the first one and an image of a bed appeared, it looked like the camera was placed at the foot at little off to one side.
A naked Turian crawled entered the screen and sat on the edge of the bed, his plates were a little darker than Garrus' and he had green markings instead of blue.
The Turian offered one taloned hand to someone off screen, seconds later a woman with long black hair, placed her hand in his and sat next to him.
He ran his talons through her long black hair and down her back leaving faint pink lines in their wake.
The woman on screen reached up to run her fingers along his fringe and the Turian shuttered, his lower plates shifting to accommodate his growing erection. Shepard watched as the two continued petting each other and the Turian's growling was growling progressively louder.
Suddenly he stood up, picked up the woman effortlessly and threw her to the center of the mattress. She bounced for a second and he crawled on top of her, flipping her over at the same time. He entered her in the next second and the woman let out a loud moan, pushing back against him.
Jane's breathing hitched as she pictured Garrus being that aggressive with her.
The Turian on screen pounded into the woman and sank his teeth into her shoulder. After the woman had a screaming orgasm, the movie ended.
Shepard looked at the blank screen for a full minute before she selected the next one.
Two decks down, Garrus stared riveted at the screen as the woman impaled herself repeatedly on the Turian beneath her. Then the on screen Turian shifted their positions, stretching the woman's leg up over his shoulder; with her underneath him.
Garrus couldn't help but notice the similarity to the position he had Shepard in when they were sparring.
The thought of her writhing beneath him made his pants a little tighter.
The woman in the video didn't do much for him, although he supposed she was similarly shaped to Shepard. But, it was so much more than that.
He didn't want Jane for some mindless fuck to relieve pressure…
He wanted her heart.
Jane went down to the training room to work out some of her 'excess energy' by running a few miles on the treadmill.
Panting hard she looked down at the mileage counter and realizing she had run twice as far as she intended. She pushed the stop button and stepped off the machine.
She walked to the elevator and sighed, realizing that her workout had done nothing to kill her raging libido. She leaned against the wall and pushed the button for her quarters. On the way up however, it stopped at the third deck.
The crew deck.
She tensed as the door opened and sure enough, there was Garrus. His piercing eyes met hers and her breathing hitched. He hesitated for a second before walking in to stand next to her.
Shit, this could only be awkward if she let it, she tried to remind herself.
But what the hell was she supposed to say?
Not to mention that having him so close was wreaking havoc on her heart rate.
She wanted nothing more than to wrap her legs around his waist and do some of the things she saw in those videos.
It was all he could do to stand still.
He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. Her skin was flushed and glistening with sweat. How flushed would her skin be when he was inside her?
He glanced over her form, everything about her made his heart stutter and his breathing hitch. Spirits, he wanted her. He HAD to say something, he wouldn't let fear of rejection stop him from trying.
He cleared his throat. "Shepard I-"
The elevator jerked to a stop.
Shepard clicked on the radio in her ear. "Joker? What's going on?"
"I'm not sure Commander, must be a bug in the electrical system."
Oh, a bug. Right, she thought, and her mother was a Quarian.
"Joker."
"Yeees?" Came the reply, sounding overly innocent.
"Move the damn elevator." She had to get out of here before she threw herself on top of Garrus.
He spoke haltingly. "….can't….o that Commander…. Comm. System….. brea….up…." crackling noises filled the channel and she shut her radio off with a sigh.
Well, if that wasn't the WORST fake static she had EVER heard.
Joker leaned back, putting his arms behind his head and smirked. He'd probably keep them in there for half an hour… that should about do it. The Commander was probably going to kick his ass, but sometimes people just needed a little push.
the next chapter is probably going to be the last one, and yes it is the 'main event' so to speak.
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