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A/N: I apologize for the long wait, life got in the way, but I'm back. Hopefully the next update won't take quite as long. Once again, thanks to eternalshiva for translating, and I've added the translations at the bottom again. Enjoy!
Kaidan groaned as he woke up the next morning, feeling very much like he'd been on a red sand bender. His pulse was throbbing painfully in his temples, and his eyes felt like he had ten pounds of sand in them. He blinked slowly as Shepard's worried face came into few, and a shy smile crossed her lips. "Bonjour," he rasped, screwing up his face as he found it difficult to speak when his mouth was as dry as sawdust.
"How are you feeling?" she asked, and helped him sit up, offering him a bottle of water.
She waited patiently as he gulped greedily, and gagged as it hit his stomach. "Comme l'enfer," he groaned, but resisted the urge to flop back on the pillow and curl up and die.
"Migraine?" she mused, her lips pursed in concern, "Chakwas gave you some meds, but without knowing exactly what Morinth drugged you with, she kept it pretty mild.
"Red sand," he mumbled, scrubbing a hand over his face, trying to scrub the grit out of his eyes.
Her eyebrows flew up in surprise, "You're sure about that? How do you know?"
"J'ai expérimenté," he ground out, and shakily got to his feet, "Les après éffets ne valait pas la peine."
"Hey, where are you going?" she asked as he staggered towards the bathroom.
"La douche, je veux me sentir comme un humain," he replied shortly, stripping as he walked through the bathroom door. He hissed as the hot spray first hit him, and groaned softly as the water washed over him
When he emerged from the steamy bathroom a little later, he felt much better, almost back to normal. He wrapped the towel around his hips and padded down the stairs in his bare feet. He stopped short when he found Shepard sitting crossed legged on the sofa, working on a datapad. "Shepard, est-ce que c'est un suçon que tu as dans ta bouche?" he queried, cocking his head to the side in fascination as her tongue swirled around the sugary confection.
Her eyes twinkled at him as her lips closed over the candy, and she hummed happily in the back of her throat, slowly nodding her head.
"Où as-tu réussi a trouver ca?" he wondered, slowly advancing on her as her pink tongue licked the cherry flavored candy. She watched him from beneath her dark lashes, a coy expression on her face as he sat on the coffee table in front of her. "Tu veux pas partager?" he murmured, his palms resting on her knees as he leaned into her.
She pulled the candy from her lips, tracing it over his mouth, snatching it away when his lips twitched to close over it. "No," she murmured, "Mine."
He shifted, his hands moving to either side of her hips, pressing her back into the cushions. With a soft moan, he crushed his lips to hers, tasting the sugar on her lips. He smiled against her, his tongue sweeping into the hot cavity of her mouth, probing her sweet depths thoroughly. She moaned as his hands slid over her thighs, his thumbs stroking her heated center. His lips curved against hers as her hands came up to circle his neck, tugging him closer as his fingers stroked her molten center through her pants. Her thighs fell open, granting him further access, moaning softly as his thumb circled her sensitive nub through the fabric. He flipped her pants open and slid his hands in, teasing her slick entrance. He pushed a finger into her wet core, felt her walls pressing in around his thrusting finger. Another finger soon joined the first, and her arms tightened around his neck as she panted against his lips, her hips undulating of their own free will.
She shimmied her hips, pushing her pants down her long legs, her nimble fingers at his belt, struggling with his pants, moaning softly as he fondled her sensitive flesh. "Kaidan, I need you," she murmured against his lips with a soft moan.
"De quelle façon?" he asked, his breath hot against her lips. She groaned and arched her back against the soft cushions as his finger toyed with her.
"I need you inside me," she mumbled, her lips turning up in a smile as he shifted his weight. She licked her lips, and tugged his towel from his hips, sucking in a deep breath as his thick erection bounced free. She swallowed hard as he covered her body with his, shifting her until she lay horizontally beneath him, his full erection slipping against her slick entrance.
"Mon plaisir, chère," he murmured, and pushed into her, groaning as she tightened like a vice around his thick shaft. She arched her back, mewling with each thrust of his hips, pulling him deeper into her heated core. Her hips matched every pump of his, her orgasm quickly building within her, spilling over with a gusty sigh, her fingers clutching his shoulders. She felt the scruff of his stubble scraping against the sensitive skin of her throat and shivered at the sensation. "Tu m'appartiens," he murmured against her ear, his teeth sinking into the sensitive skin of her throat, and she shivered in agreement.
He grunted, and with one last great thrust of his hips, his own climax burst through him. He slumped against her, and nuzzled his face into the crook of her shoulder, his lips brushing against her skin. "C'est incroyable," he murmured softly.
"What is?" she asked as her breathing slowly returned to normal.
"J'ai encore la gueule de bois comme l'enfer mais, ça m'a pas empêché de te vouloir," he pulled away slightly, and grinned at her. "Si jamais il y a un jour ou je ne te veux plus, promet moi de me tirer dessus avec ton fusil."
She chuckled and just nodded. "You feel up to tagging along to Omega with Garrus and me?"
He grinned, "Oui, je cois que je peux endurer ça."
"You might want to shave," she muttered, rubbing her hand over the stubble covering his cheeks, "Getting a little scruffy."
He chuckled, "T'aimes ça, n'est-ce pas? Donc, je pense pas que je le ferais."
"As your commanding officer, I order you to shave," she laughed.
"You don't get to pull commanding officer over me," he smirked, "Not when your neck is still red from my loving you." He peppered her face with kisses before nuzzling his scruffy cheek against hers. She laughed in amusement before she put her arms around his neck, pulling him closer still.
"Ah, ma chère," he purred, "Encore?"
"Oui," she breathed in response.
Kaidan grinned at the thoughtful scowl on Shepard's face as she neatly stepped out of the way as Zaeed Massani put a bullet in the thigh of the fleeing batarian. "Nice shot, Massani," Kaidan grinned, heartily slapping the other merc on his shoulder.
"You know each other?" Garrus asked incredulously.
Zaeed eyed the younger merc carefully, "Yeah, we've knocked heads together a time or two. How's it, Alenko?" Zaeed took Kaidan's proffered hand with a firm shake. "Didn't think I'd see you on a mission like this."
Kaidan grinned, "Il y avait beaucoup de motivation."
Shepard narrowed her eyes; she didn't care for the reminder that he was here because she'd hired him.
Zaeed looked between the human couple, Kaidan's fingers brushing against plate of her armor, their hips just inches apart. Far too close together for proprieties sake. "Does that same incentive hold true for the rest of us, sweetheart?" he asked the commander. He'd always been good at reading people.
He wasn't surprised when Alenko's lips curled back in a snarl, showing his teeth, and Shepard scowled at him. He chuckled, and watched in fascination as Shepard rounded on the younger man, chastising him, "You always do that! Can't you at least try to maintain a professional distance?" she hissed. "I'm pretty tired of everyone attempting to guess every detail of our relationship within five minutes of meeting!"
"You like it," Kaidan drawled, his breath hot on her ear. "Otherwise you'd leave me on the ship."
Shepard growled at him, and felt heat rising in her cheeks. "Just..." she sighed and made a frustrated satire with her hand, "Meet us back on the ship, Massani. Deal with that, it's bleeding." She pointed to the batarian attempting to crawl away from the exchange.
Garrus waited to speak up until the trio was entering the docking tube for the Normandy. "You know Shepard, I'd be happy to put Alenko down for you if you don't have the heart. He can be annoying sometimes."
Kaidan shot a feral grin at the turian, "I'd like to see you try." He smirked and froze Garrus in place with a stasis field. "It would be hard to get a shot off when you're stuck in place, turian."
Shepard laughed, and with a flash of dark energy, released Garrus from Kaidan's hold. "I'll keep him around. For now," she smiled serenely at Kaidan, continuing on towards the ship. She felt his eyes boring into her backside, and she grinned, throwing some extra sway in each movement of her hips.
Kaidan licked his lips in anticipation of getting her back to her cabin. He was alarmed, however, when she turned to him after the decontamination cycle finished, "You wait for Massani to board, and show him to the starboard cargo bay. It's the only space we have available." She turned and sauntered off, leaving Kaidan standing in the cockpit behind Joker.
Garrus hid the flaring of his mandibles behind his hand as he struggled not to laugh. "Have fun with Joker, Alenko. I hear he's been wanting to have a word with you for a few weeks now."
Kaidan scowled at the turian's back as he strolled away. "I have a bone to pick with you," he heard over his shoulder, as he turned on his heels to face the scruffy looking pilot.
"Joker, hey," Kaidan greeted, eyeing the pilot warily. He leaned a hip against a nearby console, glancing at the airlock, willing it to open. "Is something wrong?"
Joker stared up at the taller man menacingly, "Hell, yeah, something is wrong. You should be thanking me, for pushing Shepard to talk to you after your falling out," Joker sneered.
"Ah, actually, I think it was Thane that…"Kaidan started thoughtfully.
Joker interrupted him, "I helped. I helped you out, and what thanks do I get? You break my friggin' chair."
Kaidan grinned at the angry pilot, "Seems to be working just fine right now."
"That's because Tali and some of the other engineers fixed it. But it's not the same, it sticks," Joker grumbled, and as if to demonstrate, his seat jerkily swiveled back towards his console.
Kaidan noticed EDI towards the side, who was staying conspicuously silent during the exchange. "Are you sure it's the chair that is the problem, Joker?" he asked.
Joker scowled and glared at the glowing blue orb that was EDI, "Well, now I'm not so sure." He grumbled to himself as he carefully pushed to his feet. "Keep an eye on the helm for a minute, EDI, I need to take a leak."
Kaidan stood aside as Joker limped passed him, and sank down into the comfortable leather while he waited for Zaeed. "You know, it's not nice to tease Joker like that."
"Mr. Moreau performs better under stress and during imperfect conditions. My 'teasing' is merely a tool to improve his performance and reaction times," EDI informed him.
Kaidan shook his head, "Does Shepard know you are harassing her pilot?"
"Shepard is aware, and approves. Providing I am not harassing Mr. Moreau to excess."
Kaidan opened his mouth to reply, but the door to the airlock slid open then, and Zaeed Massani stepped aboard. Kaidan stood and went to greet the older man, waiting patiently as he studied the CIC. "Some digs you've got here, Alenko."
Kaidan grinned, "It will do for now."
"Are you supposed to me my goddamn escort?" Zaeed sneered.
"The rest of the crew, they don't really trust us mercenaries, but I'm bringing them around. Who can resist my wit and charm?" Kaidan winked at Kelly Chambers as they passed on the way to the elevator. The young woman fluttered her eyebrows at the pair of men, but Kaidan ignored her, instead ushering Zaeed into the elevator.
Zaeed chuckled at him, "That little piece of ass would love to take you for a ride."
Kaidan snorted, "You think so? Not interested."
"You that far gone over Shepard, then?" Zaeed questioned. "Never thought I'd see the day."
"You have no idea," Kaidan muttered to himself.
"How long have you and Shepard been burning up the sheets. I'd like to try out a nice piece of ass like that," Zaeed drawled, watching carefully for Kaidan's reaction, trying to determine the lay of the land.
Kaidan's iron control on his temper paid off, but regardless, he still snapped at the older man, "Not on the table, find someone else."
"Let me guess," Zaeed said, circling the biotic, "You've been shoving your cock in her and now I've got your dick in a wad over, and you don't want to share. Not fair," his cockney accent was grating on Kaidan's nerves.
In general, he liked Massani, certainly didn't have a problem with him. But he knew about the older man's penchant for bugging places he couldn't be himself, such as woman's restrooms, and using the footage for his prurient purposes. Kaidan made a mental note to warn EDI of the possibility. "Shepard is off limits, Massani. She's mine, and mine alone."
"Is that so?"
Kaidan grimaced at the annoyance in her tone, a bit peeved that he hadn't noticed the buzz of her biotics tickling against his own. He wasn't to be deterred, however, and instead changed course, ambling over to stand in front of her, his hands skimming over her arm, "Ça te dérangait pas ce matin." His husky voice made her shiver in spite of herself.
She narrowed her eyes at him, "Kaidan," she said in warning.
He pressed his lips to hers, staking his claim in front of the other mercenary, "Tu m'appartiens," he stated simply.
"Tu veux pas partager?" she mimicked his words from before, taking them out of context, smirking when his eyes flashed dangerously.
They were interrupted by the other mercenary, "You may want to get that rash on your neck looked at, Petals. Looks like you've been rubbing yourself against some sandpaper." Zaeed drawled, smirking at the pair as they glared at him. "I'd be happy to volunteer myself to take a closer look."
"No," Kaidan said firmly, the same time Shepard asked, "Petals?"
Zaeed just laughed and walked away, leaving them standing in the hallway outside the starboard cargo bay.
"Goddammit, I told you to shave!" she shouted at him, her temper rising as Kaidan cocked his head to the side, studying the lingering redness of her skin, smirking at her.
"Maintenant, je veux vraiment pas me raser," he smirked. Then, remembering her question, "Marguerite, ça veux dire fleur en français."
She scowled, "Oh, great. Now I have one French mercenary bent on banging me every chance he gets, and a cockney bastard that's given me a nickname within an hour of meeting me that implies I'm soft." She shoved a finger into Kaidan's chest, "I'm Commander Fucking Shepard, not some softy!"
He grinned, "Oui tu l'es. Tu es tellement douce et relaxe après…oof!" his breath exploded out of his lungs as she elbowed him in the stomach before stalking past him. He sucked in a greedy breath before hurrying after her, intent on teaching her a lesson.
Bonjour – Morning
Comme l'enfer - Like hell
J'ai expérimenté - I've experimented
Les après éffets ne valait pas la peine - It wasn't worth the after effects
La douche, je veux me sentir comme un humain - Shower, wanna feel human again
Shepard, est-ce que c'est un suçon que tu as dans ta bouche - Shepard, is that a lollipop
Où as-tu réussi a trouver ca - Where did you manage to find a lollipop
Tu veux pas partager - Don't you want to share
De quelle façon - How
Mon plaisir - My pleasure
Tu m'appartiens - Mine
C'est incroyable - It's kind of amazing
J'ai encore la gueule de bois comme l'enfer mais, ça m'a pas empêché de te vouloir - I'm still hungover as hell, and yet that didn't stop me wanting you
Si jamais il y a un jour ou je ne te veux plus, promet moi de me tirer dessus avec ton fusil - If there ever comes a day that I don't want you, just shoot me, okay
Je cois que je peux endurer ça - I think I can handle that
T'aimes ça, n'est-ce pas? Donc, je pense pas que je le ferais - You like it, don't you. So, I don't think I will
Il y avait beaucoup de motivation - There was a lot of incentive
Ça te dérangait pas ce matin - You didn't seem to mind this morning
Maintenant, je veux vraiment pas me raser - Now I definitely don't want to shave
Marguerite, ça veux dire fleur en français - Marguerite, it means flower in French
Oui tu l'es. Tu es tellement douce et relaxe après - Yes you are. You are always so soft and relaxed after
