hey guys, sorry for the haitus, this pandemic has a lot of us fucked up but I've decided all I can do is not care and do what I can when I can and hope its good enough. Comment and let me know how y'all are dealing with this mess of a world, I'm always free for a chat if anyone needs an ear. I was pretty anxious about posting these next few chapters but I hope you guys will enjoy them. Like I said previously, this is setting up for the next story so stay tuned! Thank you all for you patience.
He stood above her, looking confused and still dazed. She pushed any shy feeling that was threatening her to stop and pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her naked torso. She looked up to see him watching her with awe. She had no idea what female Turians looked like but she could only imagine it was far from her. She felt her insecurities start to creep back into her mind like an oily shadow looming over her. She started to cover her breasts when he stopped her. He took her hands and led them to the buckles that held his chest piece together.
He encouraged her to keep going when she unsnapped the first one, all the while removing the pieces that covered his arms and shoulders, letting them drop heavily to the ground around him. He lifted off the chest piece when she was done. Both of them standing bare chested in front of each other. She was surprised to see just how small he was under the armor. He was still tall, but his body was quite slender. His waist was almost as thin as hers.
Smooth, hard plates covered his broad chest and shoulders, protecting the thick hide beneath it. He reached out cautiously, laying a hand on her waist before pulling her closer. It was like he noticed she didn't know what to do with herself, leading her hands up around his collar around the back of his neck, careful to not to jab her with his protruding sternum.
She traced her fingers around his collar, and up his neck, listening to his purrs and rumbles as she went. She reached up to that spot below his spikes, tickling the softer hide that was exposed. His head tilted back and his body trembled as he let out a low growl. He slid down onto his knees, his legs unwilling to support him while she touched him, and leaned heavily into her chest. She felt a wave that tingled low into her belly when he nuzzled between her breasts, she couldn't help but wonder if he could sense her body's reaction when he looked up at her.
He moved his hands from her waist and up to her breasts, feeling every inch of her skin that he could as he went. He fluttered his jaws as he squeezed her breasts, which were dwarfed by his long hands. She could feel him watching her, paying attention to every movement and sound she made. He was curious about her the way she was about him. They had to listen to each other without words, follow the movements like a silent dance. And they moved flawlessly together.
She dug her nails along the back of his head as he reached his tongue out to taste her breasts. His growl was muffled as he swept her legs out from under her, wrapping them around his waist as he pinned her to the floor. She looked down to see him checking in, making sure she was ok. He gave her what looked like a smile as he tickled her nipple with his coarse tongue. She couldn't stop the moan that rose in her throat. The only sensation she could wrap her head around was the pleasure. The way his tongue sent tingles all the way down to her core.
She was too enveloped by the pleasure to notice him trailing lower, licking and nipping down her belly to her hips. She felt him tug at the sweats she was wearing, trying to explore more. Pulling herself out of the pleasure haze just enough to feel her body again she untied the strings that held the far too large pants to her hips. As soon as they were loose they flew off her.
He was on a mission, she could see the determination in his eyes. It was mixed with a fiery hunger, and the predatory gaze he gave her made her body weak. She didn't have the strength to stop him, not that she wanted to. She let her body go limp in his arms, letting him explore her in every way he wanted to. He pulled her hips up and nuzzled at her thighs, wanting in. Her body responded on its own, leaving her a passenger in her own body. He nuzzled right into her crevice, his body trembling as he inhaled her scent, the low growl seeming to deafen her own moans.
Garrus was lost in her scent. The sweet drug that called to him on a primal level emanated from this spot. He couldn't hold it back any longer, he let his chest rumble, her body shook uncontrollably in his arms. He had to resist digging his talons into the soft flesh on her hips. His mandibles tickled her thighs as he spread her slit with his tongue, his eyes rolling back in his head as he opened her, her taste spilling onto his tongue. It was like nothing he'd ever tasted.
Everything about her was like nothing he could have ever experienced. Even the Asari were nothing compared to her. She was so uniquely gorgeous. Even now from between her legs he couldn't help but admire her, the way her skin glistened in the low light, the way her shimmering strands of fire fell gracefully around her. He was lost to this human. The thing he was sent here to kill, and here he was, loving every moment with her.
In a swift movement he threw her knees over his shoulder and heaved her up onto hers. His arms wrapped around her waist as he pulled her back into his chest. The hunger was too much. He plunged his tongue into her, her back arching against his chest as his tongue fucked her. Her moans turned into screams of pleasure as his tongue explored her insides, swirling and flicking. He tightened his grip on her waist as she tightened around his tongue.
He felt her body quake as more of her sweet juices flooded his tongue, and he drank her up as if she herself provided the nectar of life. Her body went limp in his arms as he retracted his tongue, lowering her hips back down to the blankets she was nested on. She laid there panting, coming down from whatever high he just provided for her.
When she finally seemed like she was back in her body, she sat up, her limbs still trembling slightly as she pulled herself to her elbows. He noticed her eyeing his codpiece before she hooked her finger into the belt of his armor. Only then did he notice the uncomfortable tension in his armor, not allowing his plates to shift freely. He gave her a coy smile, purring and the thought of her undressing him. He took her hand and pulled her onto her knees, standing in front of her. She raised her brow curiously as he showed her where to release the armor. She followed him, effortlessly releasing each clasp.