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Kaidan found Shepard in the life support area of the ship. She wasn't really doing anything but staring out the glass at the drive core, an expression of confusion and speculation on her face. He noted the drell was absent the room, and snuck up behind her, pulling her back flush against him, his lips finding her neck.
"Kaidan," she murmured softly, turning in his arms to face him, smiling as his lips came down to brush over hers.
"A quoi penses-tu, cher?" he asked, smoothing back a stray tendril of her hair. Her hands gripped his strong forearms, pulling him the slightest bit closer.
"Oh, nothing really, just thinking about Samara," she blew out a breath, "She's something else, isn't she?"
Kaidan chuckled, " Tu pourrais dire ça," he agreed, and she shivered at the sultry look in his eyes, and her teeth caught her bottom lip.
"No, we can't, not here," she whispered harshly, glancing at the door. "Thane might come back."
"D'autant plus de raison de se dépêcher, alors," he mumbled against her throat, his hands gripping her bottom. "Don't tell me you've never want to do this here. Can't you feel your biotics vibrating with dark energy from the drive core?" his voice was a silky caress, the unusual hint of a French accent evident in his tone, and she groaned because she could feel a tingle, but whether it was from the drive core or him, she couldn't be sure.
She felt her skin pebbled into gooseflesh as he flared, his blue corona settling easily around him, his dark energy brushing against her skin. She eyed him suspiciously as she felt him tug her shirt from her pants, and narrowed her eyes as his hands still firmly grasped her bottom. She felt the tickle of dark energy as it flickered against her skin, and she squirmed against him. He backed her up against the wall, his lips pressed firmly against her throat, he brushed a hand against her breast, his other hand working the fly of her pants.
She gasped, her hands gripping his shoulders as his fingers slipped into her pants, stroking her soft folds, his thumb pressing against her sensitive nub. She moaned deep in throat as his fingers slid into her molten heat, "Tu es déjà tellement humide pour moi," he murmured against her lips, and his tongue swept into her mouth, dueling with hers. His fingers stroked and fondled, spreading her wetness, making her groan in frustration when his fingers slipped out of her, and gasp as he plunged back into her hot cavity.
"Well, if you're going to have me here, do it now," she demanded between panting breaths, flaring brilliantly as her climax tore through her. Her trembling fingers loosened his pants, and pushed them down his hips, eliciting a groan from him as her hot fingers closed around him.
She jumped up, wrapping her legs about his hips, and she cried out as he sank into her to the hilt, panting loudly as he stroked her deeply. He felt her clenching tightly around him, and neither of them heard the door slid open.
"Laisse toi allez, ma chérie," he murmured, and didn't hear the strangled noise of distress from across the room. "Yes," she cried out, grasping his shoulders tightly, her back bowing sharply against the glass as another orgasm rolled through her.
She blinked in confusion when she saw movement from the corner of her eye, noticed Thane standing there, his mouth agape. "Stop, Kaidan, stop," she whispered, "Thane is-" she panted, beside herself as the sensation of him pumping into threatened to overwhelm her. "Kaid- oh," she gasped and her head feel back against the glass as she climaxed helplessly, Kaidan just shrugged and kept up his tempo, he couldn't have stopped if he'd wanted too, anyway. He smirked evilly as she raised her arm, gathering dark energy and chuckled as she pushed the confused drell out the door.
He groaned deeply as his own release ripped through him, and he gave one last great thrust of his hips as he emptied into her. "Mmm… cher," he murmured into her hair, still gripping her hips tightly.
"You ass," she muttered, shoving lightly on his chest, returning his kiss as his lips met hers.
"T'aime ça," he grinned mischievously.
"Yeah, I do."
Shepard wasn't very thrilled to be dragged out onto Omega for drinks with the crew. She had learned her lesson the other night, and just nursed her drink. The turian bartender claimed it was whiskey, but it tasted more like piss to her, all the more reason to take her time. She'd been dragged out on the dance floor by Kaidan once already, but he'd quickly returned her to her bar stool after she'd trod on his feet one too many times.
She smiled as he whispered creative suggestions into her ear, his fingers sliding up her inner thigh. She laughed huskily, and glanced sideways at him, she was ready to head back to the ship, and soon. From across the room, she caught Thane's eyes, and the drell quickly looked away. She smiled wryly; she still owed him an apology. "Kaidan, I need to talk to Thane," she murmured softly, and patted his hand, biting her lip at the bereft expression on his face. "Faker," she laughed softly.
He chuckled, "Avec toi, jamais."
She stood and made her way through the writhing, sweaty bodies until she was sitting next to Thane. "Thane, I-"
"Commander, please, do not apologize," he interrupted her, "I was with my wife once as you are with Alenko," Thane studied her for several long moments. "I would apologize for interrupting, but I don't think it made a difference in the outcome of your encounter."
Shepard snapped her jaw shut, blushing furiously, she truly was sorry if she had cause the drell any embarrassment, but she wasn't sorry for her actions. She opened her mouth to reply, but was unceremoniously shoved to the grimy floor by Thane as he hurled a biotic field at a batarian mercenary bearing down on them with a barstool raised over his head.
She grumbled loudly, and pounded the ground with a powerful shockwave, ripping though the club floor, catching the combating patrons into the air as they were caught unawares. She turned slightly to her right, and found the asshole coordinating the scuffling mercenaries and flared up to charge across the room at him.
Across the bar, Kaidan had also spotted the ringleader, and he charged up a powerful warp field to take the batarian down. He released the dark energy, and was horrified as Shepard took the brunt of the attack as she charged. He was relieved that her barrier deflected most of the damage, and to his chagrin, her clothing practically disintegrated into nothing. He stopped short as his naked lover ripped the batarians arm behind him, dislocating it at the shoulder and shoved him mercilessly to the ground.
Thane, who had followed closely behind Shepard, stopped short as his eidetic memory took over, and he had a flashback from earlier. "Her moan, loud and breathless, he speaks - Laisse toi allez, ma chérie. The light flashes brightly, it blinds me; she screams in delight, he shouts." The surrounding crew of the Normandy looked curiously at Shepard as a flush rushed up the back of her neck to suffuse across her face.
Shepard turned sharply on her heel to stare the assassin at her back, and noticed that the bar had turned suspiciously quiet. She glanced down, and noticed her naked form, and grit her teeth. She glared across the room at Kaidan, as he stood doubled over, gasping for breath, clutching his sides with laughter.
She narrowed her eyes, and stomped her foot as her crew stared at her, holding off the unresisting mercenaries as she stood there. She grit her teeth and selected a new target, springing off her feet to charge into her next victim, naked as the day she was born. The noise level in the bar rose to a fever pitch, but it only last a few minutes as she darted around the room, slamming into mercenaries, driving them to the floor mercilessly.
She stomped towards the door, gloriously naked, and heard Aria call down from her balcony, "Get your naked tits back to your ship, Shepard."
Shepard didn't break her stride, "Nice of you to help out with the fight in your bar," she tossed over her shoulder, snarling at a batarian that made to approach her. She continued her furious march back to the docking tube, tossing unsuspecting civilian out of her way if they got to close or looked at her wrong. She didn't hear Kaidan running up behind her, grabbing her up just outside the airlock.
"Ta chambre, tout de suite," he demanded, fusing his lips to hers.
She just smirked at him.
