Title: A Drug You Can Trust

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Beta Reader: Marie-Fanwriter

Part II

Shepard will be proud. Jack and Kolyat managed to get away without killing a single pig. Of course some will be in the hospital for a while as she's no saint and getting locked up right now is not an option.

Kolyat is keeping an even pace beside her. And from the measured stride Jack knows he can move a lot faster. Jack pushes herself into a sprint and ignores the small smirk on Kolyat's lips.

They are running through a back ally. The red light is creating heavy shadows that will hide them if need be. She slows and Kolyat quickly pulls up his omni-tool.

"Jamming their cameras," he informs. "But we should keep moving. Where is your ship docked?"

"Ever hear of the Normandy?"

Kolyat eyes snap up to her. "The Normandy? As in Commander Shepard's Normandy?"

"The one and only." Anyone with an ear to the ground naturally knows where the infamous ship is, mostly so that they can avoid it.

He gives her a look that is to alien for her to read. "Whatever," he sighs.

Kolyat scans the ceiling and uses his biotics to pry a grate loose to a ventilation shaft. It floats off into a dark corner—hidden—before he jumps up to the narrow hole.

"Damn." Jack stumbles back as her head snaps up to follow his movement. "Didn't know drell could hop."

He slips inside before his head peaks back at her. "Glad you're impressed. Now come on." His head disappears before she can say anything.

She jumps with her biotics and easily makes it. Only she curses as she pulls herself up.

"Hey!" she calls, refusing to feel embarrassed. "My shotguns caught." He turns in the vent and quietly crawls back to her. He leans down and angles the shotgun with one hand and pulls her up with the other. She expects to see a smirk on his face as he crawls back to give her space.

But he looks oddly serious as he ask, "You good?"

"Yeah," she answers.

Now he smirks. "Good."

"Asshole," Jack grumbles as he turns around. "And do you know which way to go?"

"Yes," he calls back. "I mapped out all nearby escape routes for this job beforehand."

They move in silence and Jack ends up staring at Kolyat's ass. Even though she doesn't have much control over her view at the moment, she has to admit it's a nice one. At least she's not in front; she would have kicked him in the face for doing the same by now.

"Are we there yet?" She calls after who-knows-long of crawling. Her hands and knees are aching. At least the vent is weirdly clean. She's sure the Keepers are behind it, but the idea of how they manage it makes her head hurt. "Unlike some people I don't like being on my knees all day." She goads unnecessarily as boredom is making her antsy.

"People ever tell you, you have a charming personality?" He responds, sounding slightly annoyed.

"Nope. Most don't live long enough to form that opinion. Let alone get in such dickish remarks."

"Well, let me tell you; you're like sunshine and rainbows," Jack rolls her eyes. "On acid."

Jack's laugher bounces through the metal tunnel. They crawl for a bit longer before staring pointlessly at the drell's ass stops being entertaining. She is tempted to smack it just to see what he'll do, but she stops herself.

"Are we there yet?"

"No."

Shit, she's so damn bored! They should have just ran to the Normandy; all this sneaking around is not her style. But the Normandy's docking bay is still a good hour away on foot and she is hoping these shafts will be a short cut.

"How much longer?"

"I'm not sure—wait."

"What?"

"Be quiet," he orders.

"What? Why—"

"Shut-up!" He hisses as he crams his body to the side and meets her eyes. He is pointing to a grate in front of him and Jack crams her way next to him (elbowing him for good measure) and peaks through it. C-Sec officers are below them and Jack lets out a bark laugh that makes a few officers look around in confusion.

Kolyat clamps his hand to her mouth and hisses for her to be quiet. She grins as she licks his palm and his hand jerks away; again his expression is to alien for her to read.

"You idiot!" Jack smirks as she whispers to him. "We're right over C-Sec!"

He glares at her. "Which won't be a problem if you shut your mouth."

"Oh?" She raises a brow and her voice. "This mouth?" She asks pointing to her lips. "I should shut it?"

"Yes!"

Jack can feel her heart beat quicken as an idea comes to her. She is enjoying the heat created between their bodies and wonders if she has been reading the drell's behavior right.

"Oh?" She grins as she presses her chest to his; their leather coverings rubbing together and Kolyat's breathe hitches. "Shit, why would I do that? Fucking up some C-Sec cops sound a hell of a lot more fun than crawling through dirty vents." Her finger traces his jaw. "Or is there something that is both fun and will shut my mout—ompf!"

Kolyat gets the message as his lips slams against hers. His tongue shoots into her mouth as his hand cups her head to him and his arm snakes around her waist.

"Now?" He breaths, baffled, as he pulls away. "You want to do this now?"

So he is feeling it too.

Jack roughly grips his ass and grinds her hips hard to his. "Fuck yes." His lips slam back to hers as he pulls the shotgun from her back and pushes it away. In the tight vent he rolls her on her back and she removes her pistol from her hip, letting it join her shotgun.

His teeth hit hers as he whispers, "You're insane."

She smirks into the bruising kiss. "And you like it." Her long fingers trace the ridges along his throat and he moans against her lips, his hips bucking hard.

"I thought we had to be quiet?" Her eyes are shining in amusement and it only riles him up more. He is kissing her again as his hand trails down to her pants. In the limited space she waits until he has undone her pants and she is kicking them off, mindful of the noise she makes and glad she goes commando, before reaching for his. His clothes are unfamiliar and his hand guides hers to the clasp; one of her fingers purposely skimming the hard bulge straining to be liberated.

His joined fingers push inside her just as she grabs his member in her hand. He feels strange, with curves and bumps she isn't familiar with. Her hand works to remedy that as she strokes him.

"Shit." She moans as she bucks against his thrusting fingers, the stretching of her walls feeling so damn good. Her hand tightens around his hard length and he drops his head into her neck, biting down to stop his own moan of pleasure. The bite is harder than she expects; but his teeth don't break the skin so she doesn't break his hold. Thinking the drell might enjoy some biting in return—with their thicker skin—she grazes her teeth along his neck. She lightly bites down on a ridge.

He hisses—a strange sound she's sure only a drell can make—and pulls away. She's about to protest when his heated eyes meet hers and he pulls her legs as far apart as he can. Her knees hit the walls with a hard thud, but they're both far past caring.

But he stops short and his eyes never leave hers. "Sure?"

What? Some of the lust clears from her mind and she wants to punch him for that. She can only start dumbly at him.

"Jack?" He pulls away. "Are you sure?" Still she is silent and his brow knit together. "Are you feeling alright? I know drell… saliva can be a bit much for humans…." He looks away.

"It's not your toxic spit; I take stronger shit to fall asleep." He looks back at her and it's her turn to look away. "I've just… no one's ever asked that before. Caught me off guard."

His hands turn her face to his and he mumbles, "I see." And she's pretty damn sure he does.

Jack shallows the lump in her throat. This is all that bitch Shepard's fault. Always with her talks and so damn trusting; it is making Jack soft just being around her. "Yeah, I'm sure."

He's kissing her again; building back some of the urgency they lost because of their little chat. Jack tries to ignore the tenderness in the kiss and how her heart strangely swells from it.

Kolyat kisses her jaw line and her breath catches with each open mouth press. His hand cups her breast through her shirt and his lips glide over until he reaches the other with his mouth and bites through the leather. Jack moans as she arches at his gentle nips. His fingers tug her zipper down and her small breast bounce perkily as they are freed.

His hot mouth clamps over her nipple; one hand kneading the other breast and his fingers pushing thickly into her again.

"Kolyat," she pants. She didn't mean to call his name. Sex is meant to be impersonal; fun and quick. Not… this.

He sucks hard at the sound of his name and his joined fingers increase in tempo; his thumb finding her aching bud and pressing it.

She's positive that she isn't his first human with the way he's sucking and biting her breast. With how his thumb is pressing down in just the right way that she can no longer hold her eyes open. Her hand clutches his head tight to her chest as her other claws at the walls around them.

She's so damn close. "Kolyat."

He suddenly stops and pulls back.

Jack's eyes snap open and she glares at him and her biotic flaring with her temper; his lips quirk into a smile as he leans down and slowly presses his member to her folds.

"Tease." She gasps as he sinks into her. He presses his head to hers as he fills her full hilt. "Damn." She sighs at the feeling of being so full.

"Jack." Somehow her cursed name sounds good coming from his lips.

He stays like that, deep inside her, until she lets out a small growl and grabs him by his neck.

"Fuck me raw," she orders, clenching her walls around his cock, making him shudder.

"Gladly," he whispers.

His pace is measured at first. As they move around for the best spot in the vent. Her legs wrap around his hips and he drags her away from the grate before finally letting himself go. The sound of their flesh smacking together is different than she's use to, with his thicker drell skin hitting her softer human one. And she can feel how the bumps and ridges along his member are rubbing against her insides; fanning the fire in her gut into an unstoppable blaze.

Jack's a panting mess. She has to bite down every time a scream of pleasure rips through her throat. She knows her moans are too loud and that any second some C-Sec asshole will be sticking his head up here to check; but that only adds to the trill.

Kolyat's thrusts are short and fast and hard. And every time she pants his names he hits her harder and harder until she can barely speak.

And every time he pants her name she sucks his neck—on the ridges he likes so much—and claws his back.

His tough skin is bumping her swollen bud enough for her to know he is doing it on purpose as he pounds her down into the metal vent. Her eyes clench closes as she feels herself being pushed to her release.

He makes another drell hiss as he shoves his tongue into her mouth and slams into her.

Light explodes behind her eyes and she fights to control her biotics; as she actually cares if she turns Kolyat into a stain on the wall. His body goes ridged as he groans deeply, filling her and sending hot, blissful waves through her in her hazy ecstasy.

Jack opens her eyes and he surprised to see him watching her. She knows enough about drells to know he will be able to recall this moment later with perfect clarity. So, while she is tempted to just lay there and stare in to his eyes, she forces a cocky grin to her lips. Her throat is to sore for her to trust her voice.

He returns the grin and asks, "Can we go now?"

Jack pressed her face to his neck as she laughs.

"Kolyat," Thane says, slightly breathless as they enter the docking bay.

She and Kolyat are walking side-by-side, but she hangs back as the two men face each other. Commander Shepard walks quietly to Jack's side and Jack tries to ignore the little voice in the back of her head that calls out 'friend' every time Shepard's near. Still, she makes no move to leave Shepard's side.

"Father," Kolyat says slowly and Jack can't help but grin.

Shepard quietly says, "You did well, Jack." She hands her a credit chip and smiles at the father and son duo. "I think you're finally earning your keep."

Jack rolls her eyes as she takes the chip and pockets it. Shepard leans slightly closer without turning her head. "You might want to make sure your comm is locked on mute next time. External ones tend to turn back on when you… bump around too much."

Jack's jaw drops as she stares at the nonchalant commander. "Got an ear full, huh?" She tries to copy the commander's cool nature but fails.

So she gets mad instead as she adds, "And I'm not some whore you can just pay off." She growls pulling out the chip. Now Shepard turns to Jack and the amusement in her eyes pisses her off more.

"Oh, I know. From what I've heard that was all for your own benefit."

Jack lets out a furious scream as her biotics flare. Shepard runs off towards the Normandy, her laughter making Jack see red.

"You bitch! Just how much did you listen to?"

The two drells break from their silence stare of each other and look at the two bickering human women.

"Enough to know you're quite raw right now."

Kolyat looks from Shepard to his father, and Thane clears his throat as he looks away. Kolyat picks up the message and—while he can't blush—she can feel his biotics flare in his discomfort.

"You're dead, Shepard! So dead!" Jack tries to hold onto her anger even as it fades seeing Shepard laugh uncontrollably and Kolyat glance at her with a half-coy smile.

It is strange and new and, given her past, she likes it more than she should; this thing called trust.

And it is turning out to be pretty damn addicting.