Moaning, panting, clawing. Their tongues were locked in a battle with each other, and she was winning. She forced him down onto the floor, not even caring that they were still in the elevator, and straddled him.
Her hands were placed firmly on his chest and rubbing herself against him. Her clit was getting simulated by the roughness of his plates, despite the fact that she was still wearing lace panties.
She bent over and stroked his scars, her other hand reaching down and stroking between his legs. His plates were beginning to shift in her hand, his erection was soon going to sit free inside of his pants.
"I want you to fuck me so damn hard," She whispered close to his face. Her lips pressed against him, the taste of alcohol was hard not to notice, but he would happily continued to kiss her.
Her mouth was so moist. He loved this about humans. How moist their bodies could get, how squishy they were, how sensitive she was.
She continued to grind her hips against him while he kissed and bit her neck. She loved it when he touched her there, he could tell because her nipples were getting even harder.
He took one of the buds into his fingers and pulled it slightly. She moaned and threw her head back from pleasure, giving him the perfect opportunity to take the other into his mouth.
Her nipples had such a sweet taste and such a nice rose pink color. His tongue and teeth constantly scraped across them. Her hips already thrusting and getting more simulation for her clit.
Garrus placed a talon on her clit, using the sharp claw to rub snd pinch it. She was letting out gasp and pants that were barely even audible. When she was just about to orgasm, he stopped.
He ripped the cloth away from her lower half, making a mental promise to himself to buy her another pair, but that was for a later time. Right now he was going to pleasure her.
He pulled of his pants and angled himself to be able to thrust into her perfect angle. She looked down at his erection and cocked her eyebrow.
"Wow, Garrus, is that all yours?" she asked, genuinely surprised.
He nodded, placing his hands on her hips,"I'm no larger than the average turian, Jane,"
He quickly thrust up. She nearly screamed out when his entire length was forced into her. Her back was arching and her wetness was already beginning to covering him.
She began to move her hips slowly at first, both of her hands still being placed on his chest to give her better leverage. When she was more comfortable with what she was doing she started to move faster. Her breast bouncing and moans filling the elevator.
He took her nipple into his mouth and began to pull it between his teeth. She was almost screaming from pleasure, grabbing and pulling his fringe as hard as she possibly could.
He started to thrust his hips up to meet hers. This amplified the pleasure for the both of them. He began to tighten his grip on her hips, his nails almost sinking into her hips.
He could feel himself getting closer to climax, but not before she did. Pleasing Shepard was what he was meant to do.
He forced her down onto the ground and placed both of her legs on his shoulders. Leaning forward slightly he began to thrust at a quick pace. She was moaning, screaming, arching herself into him.
"Harder! Harder!" she began to yell. Her nails were sinking deep into his fringe, but Spirits this was just the tip of the iceberg.
Her body twitched, she was drenched in sweat. Her toes curled. Her moans could be heard for miles. Then she released one final scream, one louder than the others. She dug her nails into the metal of the floor to try to recover from the intensity of her climax.
Panting she let her hips fell back onto the floor. She was still gasping twitching.
"Garrus...ah…" she was still unable to form words,"Garrus that was amazing!"
He growled and flipped her over, lifting her ass into the air,"Who said I was done yet?"