A reaaalllyyyy small chapter !
Next one will be much more longer xD !
Luna slowly awoke, feeling warmth around her. Her head, heavy with her previous night, presaged a horrible headache.
She wanted to turn to her other side, but something was blocking her move, a weight on her body. It was only after looking at herself that she began to panic.
She was naked and an arm was installed on her waist, an arm that didn't belong to her, although she guessed the owner.
Shepard suddenly rose, sending Javik's arm waltz in his face. She hastened to cover her body with a blanket, releasing a short scream.
The Prothean, alarmed by this unexpected blow and howl, almost missed falling out of bed. He leveled his eyes on the Human, visibly confused. But as soon as he saw himself without clothing, he rapidly hid his crotch, although there was nothing to see for the moment.
``... What happened?`` Luna finally asked.
``I do not know,`` said the other, rubbing his head. ``But I sure do have a damn headache.``
Still holding the blanket against her, Shepard stood up, heading for the bathroom. She needed to clear her thoughts, fast!
She splashed her face with water, wanting to bring her memories to light.
Then Luna found clothes on the ground, her dress and parts of Javik's clothing. Her blood froze, fearing the inevitable.
She went out, watching the Prothean with big eyes. He was still in bed, sitting down and moving his fingers on the sheets. Soon his neutral expression changed to a confused smile. He looked at the Human with an amused expression on the face:
``Do you remember our evening completely?``
``Vaguely,`` Shepard said. ``At least, I hope that my memories are wrong...``
``I sense something, a smell, a pheromone. Commander ... you're such a naughty, perverse person!
``Stop it!`` she chided.`` It's the alcohol's fault that made us do this, I-``
Javik stood up, not minding taking a blanket to hide himself. Suddenly, he came to Luna's wrist and grabbed it, which made her stop in her words. He didn't keep his touch for a long time.
``... I didn't know you had so many feelings for me, Shepard.``
``That's not true!`` she shouted, removing her wrist. ``I wasn't myself last night, what happened was an accident. Don't get illusions.``
``Illusions? Shepard! You can't lie to me; I can feel it in you. Your pheromones are screaming it!``
``Maybe my body, but not my mind.``
``Oh it's true, you prefer to sleep with men only to leave them the next day,`` Javik added mischievously. ``I saw your little strategy with this man, Kaidan and the Turian, Garrus. You've played them brilliantly, Commander.``
``Stop it!`` Luna shouted again as a wave of biotic passed over her body. ``You know nothing of my life. And even if I had any feelings for you, I'd rather die than date an idiot that calls me `primitive` in my back!``
The Prothean burst into laughter, not believing the ridiculousness of the situation. He came up behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders and massaging them slowly.
``Shepard, if only you knew! You look like a primitive, but you have the spirit of a strong Prothean.``
``Stop playing, Javik. You don't have to worry about me and any of my stupid feelings, I don't belong to this world.``
This remark made him stop, his expression slowly falling.
Luna broke free of his grip, not even looking at him.
``You better dress up. You look more and more like a primitive,`` she coldly said.