Kind of Soapy

Leaning against the doorway of her quarters arms fold in front of her, was where Shepard stood gazing longingly at the pilot hunched over the sink in the mess hall, wearing long yellow washing up gloves which reached his elbows and the edge of his rolled up sleeves.

Shepard couldn't help but giggle to herself as Joker was standing mumbling to himself as he washed the same plate several times over without realising it.

"Damn Pressley, 'I'm your executive officer, I'm the acting commanding officer mer mer mer'"

Trying to control her laughter she clears her throat, instantly getting the attention of Joker.

"So what did you do?" She asks as he looks up towards her, realising she had been watching him.

"Me? I haven't done anything. Pressley felt the need to punish me on your behalf." He explained, as he abruptly downed his washing up tools into the sink filled with bubbles, making a splash.

"Hey don't stop on my account." Shepard added, trying to put on a sad face towards the pilot.

Shepard couldn't help but burst out laughing once more, as he hobbled towards her, forgetting he was still wearing soapy wet washing up gloves.

"I'm glad you find this funny" He grumbled.

"Oh yes, haven't laughed this hard in ages!" Shepard smirked at the pilot, who stopped in front of her.

"I suppose you were enjoying that huh?" Joker sulked, looking down at the gloves he had forgotten to remove.

"Very much so. I didn't think Pressley took my suggestion seriously" She joked.

"Wait...what suggestion?" He sharply looked up to his Commander with a questioning look.

She cheekily smiled at him, as she noticed him trying to fiddle with the yellow gloves, to remove them.

"I think they suit you" She teased.

Without saying a word, he simply raised his soapy wet glove covered finger and wiped off a splodge of soap suds onto the end of her nose.

"Oi!" She yelped as she ran towards the sink filled with soap suds and gathered up a handful of bubbles in each hand and rushed back towards Joker, who was trying desperately to escape, but failing to doing so, only limping a few feet, to just outside Shepard's quarters.

She caught up to him and placed both hands on the cheeks of his face, and quickly rubbed the suds into his face giggling like a school girl. He caught her eye, and what was quick soon slowed down to a gentle stroking of his cheeks, and then he smiled at her leaning in as if to kiss her, she promptly reciprocated and slowly began to lean in as well, gently closing her eyes...

SLAP

Joker had planted a large wet soapy hand print on her ass, startling her into another fit of giggles. She raised her own wet hand towards his face, knocking his pilot's cap to the floor, before he defensively crossed his hands in front of his face, begging for mercy,

"I give up, don't pick on the cripple anymore."

She lowered her hand and soon noticed where she had accidently bitten his lip previously.

"Does it hurt?" She asked, concern coming through in her tone.

He studied her face for a second, unsure of what she meant, before she pointed to her own lip.

"Oh right, where you bit me. Nah it's all good now."

"Well I probably should have said it before, but I'm sorry about that." She softly spoke to him as she traced her finger across the outline of his bottom lip; he parts his mouth ever so slightly drawing her finger inside his mouth where he begins to suck on it in an affectionate manner.

She looks on him in an amorous fashion, smiling at him before she removes her finger and places it inside her own mouth to saviour his sweet taste.

"Kind of soapy" Joker whispered breathlessly, as he licked his lips enjoying his soapy tasting Commander.

He desired more, and in that moment there was no hesitation before his lips were secured onto hers in an electrifying embrace that left their arms flailing all over the others body, desperately trying to grip onto something, nearby walls, tables, each other's clothing, to remain balanced, as they deepened their kiss with greater passion than ever. Stumbling inside Shepard's quarters she slams her hand against the wall to not only lock the door but steady herself from falling onto the floor, as the door closes firmly behind them, Shepard remains backed up against the steel doors as Joker's lips move down towards her chin, circling around her jaw line down towards her neck nibbling and kissing every inch of it.

Grasping at his shirt, she pulls it over his head revealing, to her surprise a well defined upper body physique of the topless pilot with yellow washing up gloves still on.

"Leave them on" She murmurs wispily, as if trying to catch her breath.

He complies wanting not to waste time removing them and more focus his attentions completely on the beautiful woman in front of him. He moves down her body, and lifts her blue uniform shirt over her head, exposing her recently battered body, slightly bruised from the incident on the Citadel involving Saren.

He tenderly kisses around each bruised area, as she moans with delight, goosebumps appear all over her body from the cold touch of the steel door on her back and Joker's lips on her body.

Running her hands over his muscular torso, she decides to take control, pushing the pilot back by his shoulders, over towards the bed. As they stumble over towards the bed, Shepard gives Joker a final push backwards and onto the bed a little too aggressively as he falls onto the alliance standard bed with a thud.

"Aaahh!" Joker yells out in pain.

Shepard immediately attends to the pilot, who has just landed on his arm on his way down on to the bed.

"I'm so sorry Joker, is it broken?" She worriedly enquired, gently placing her own hand on top of the pilots to comfort him.

Looking down at his arm, he delicately moves his arm to sense where the pain is coming from, drawing in a deep breath through his teeth as the pain intensifies with adjustments of his arm.

"I don't think it's broken." He announces to Shepard, releasing his hand out of hold from Shepard's and carefully manoeuvres his arm to rest on his stomach as he lays back on the bed to rest.

"Just need to rest it a while." He added.

Shepard looks at Joker in dismay, as the thought of hurting him cut her deep inside, tears forming in her eyes as she looks away from the pilot.

"I- I'm ..." She tried to speak, but the tears came rolling down her face in seconds.

Sensing her anguish he quickly reassures her,

"Hey, it's okay Shepard, I'm fine."

Tugging at her arm, her sobs cease ever so slightly as she turns to face him, he does not say anything just opens his arm up, encouraging her to lie beside him.

She relaxes into his open arm, and cuddles up close to him, as he curls his arm around her neck to wipe away the remaining tears from under her eyes.

After a moment of contented silence in each other's arms, Shepard softly kisses the pilot's shoulder as she finally manages to hold back her tears,

"I didn't mean to hurt you Joker." She spoke quietly, in between pecks on his shoulder.

"Hey Shepard you shouldn't apologise for anything, this was incredible. You are incredible. Just having you in my umm... arm, is unbelievable in itself!" He spoke into her hair, giving her a kiss on the top of her head.

"You are the incredible one Joker; I never thought I could feel this way before, it's like you have brought a whole new light into my life ever since our first kiss."

Surprised at her honesty, he simply breathed a sigh of relief as he knew this was the start of something special between them.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Still more to come, although the end of this chapter may feel like an ending, it's not. I've got plans for Shepard + Joker :D