Back on the Normandy, she quickly made her way up to her quarters. Garrus wasn't there. She dropped the duffle bag, opening it and taking the photos out and placing them on her desk.
"EDI, where is Garrus?"
"Officer Vakarian is in the main battery."
She smiled to herself, figured he'd be at work right away. She made her way down, sending a message to Joker to leave Omega for the prison ship to take care of the next dossier. She was under no delusions that the mission wasn't number one priority. They'd spent enough time on Omega.
The doors opened and Garrus turned from the console to face her. "Shepard! Just trying to calibrate these guns. Joker was right, they are in dire need of my assistance."
As the doors closed behind her, she reached out for him, wrapping her arms around his waist, "I think I'm in dire need of your assistance."
"Oh yeah?" he looked at her, concerned.
She looked up at him and smiled, "Well, I mean later tonight, you know."
He chuckled, "I'm a bit rusty on all that research I did, but I think I remember some of it."
"I'll have a quick talk with Dr. Chakwas to clarify some things. I don't know how much things have changed since my Cerberus rebuild."
He nodded and gave her a quick squeeze and then let go. "You found my apartment okay?"
She leaned against his console, "Yea. Good hiding place in that shit hole."
"That's what I thought. Oh – the shipment of the armor is in cargo bay. I haven't been able to bring it up yet, but the packing list came through. That's some really nice armor, top of the line."
"I wouldn't have gotten you anything else," she hesitated. "Your apartment, I found your old Spectre uniform."
He looked down, "I just couldn't get rid of it. I knew how proud you had been, how much you liked seeing me in it."
She nodded and cleared her throat, "I saw the pictures you had, too. I did bring those back."
He looked up at her, "I'm glad. Those got me through some really tough times."
She shook her head, "I feel so guilty, Garrus. You went through so much-" she started to cry.
He pulled her towards him, "You can't think that way. Yes, it was horrible, but only because I loved you so much. It wasn't your fault." He leaned back and held her face in her hands to look at her, "It wasn't your fault, Jane. I'm not mad at you, you're not responsible in any way. You're only responsible in clawing your way back. I know you tried to find me when you regained consciousness. Jacob told me the first thing you asked was where I was, and ordered them to find me. Who could have done more? The past is gone, don't live there. You are a miracle, I have you back. Nothing else matters." He leaned down and pressed his forehead to hers. She gasped and closed her eyes as the tears rolled down her face.
"I forgot how that felt," she whispered.
"Spirits, so did I," Garrus said.
She wiped tears off her face and took a deep breath. "Okay, no more tears, I promise."
He stroked the side of her arms, "Good. Now, have you had something to eat?"
She had forgotten how much he doted over her, "Next thing you'll be asking me if I've been doing my shoulder exercises."
"Well, have you?"
She shook her head no.
"Then we'll have to change that, because you need to be in top condition."
"Yes, Garrus." She smiled lovingly at him. She turned to go to the door, "I'm going to see Dr. Chakwas."
"Good idea," he smiled over his shoulder at her, then returned his attention to his console, "Let me know when you want to meet in mess hall to eat."
"Okay," she called back and walked briskly over to medbay.
Later that night, Shepard walked out of Miranda's office after the debrief for the mission to the prison ship Purgatory the next day. She brought up her omni-tool to message Garrus.
"I'm finished, where are you at?"
"I'm up in our room."
She picked up her pace, "On my way."
As the door opened to her quarters, she was greeted at the door by Garrus, holding a drink out for her. "Found some good stuff in the cabinet."
"I made sure to re-stock it when I got on board." She took a sip, "Mmm, good. What do you think?"
"Delicious. It's amazing how you can eat dextro now."
She walked down the stairs to her couch, "That's not the only benefit. I talked to Dr. Chakwas, and Mordin earlier,"
"Mordin?"
"Yes, he's a salarian professor who joined the crew last week. It was a bit embarrassing, but worth it, because he gave me some lotion to use so your skin doesn't chafe me."
He raised his eyebrow plate, "Oh, really?"
"Um-hm. And I don't have to wear protection, either, since my body chemistry is different now."
"Glad to hear it. That means we can really feel each other, then."
She felt a shiver up her spine, "Yup."
He sat next to her and took the glass out of her hand, "I've been waiting over two years for this," he put his hand on her shoulder as she leaned in put her hand behind his neck, kissing him. He felt the room spinning around him as he felt her soft lips against his. He had held onto the memory of her taste for so long, and now he had her again. The thought of finally consummating their relationship was overwhelming his senses. He brought her closer to him and snaked his tongue in her mouth.
"Mmm," she groaned and worked her fingers into the back of his fringe, kneading them.
"Damn Jane, that feels good."
She smiled, "I remember my research. Come on," she stood up and reached down for his hands. She guided him over to the bed and sat down, unlacing her boots.
Garrus quickly got his casuals off and helped her off with her shirt. He was perplexed with her bra, but she reached back and unhooked it, throwing it on the floor. He reached his finger into her panties and pulled lightly on the elastic band around her abdomen. She let out a light gasp and leaned her head back. He moved his fingers in further and pulled the underwear down to the floor. She kicked it off, and he knelt down and reached up for her hips, "Let's see what we have here," he said, lightly brushing his finger over her dark curls. She held onto his shoulders as she felt his hot breath on her.
"Oh my god," she murmured.
He moved his finger around, using his other hand to spread her apart slightly. She looked down at him, then threw her head back, taking in a sharp breath as he leaned in and lightly licked between her folds. She put one hand up over her eyes, "Holy fuck, I think I'm going to pass out."
Encouraged, he continued to move his tongue slowly around, intoxicated by her taste, the softness of her skin. She dug her fingers into his carapace, eliciting a growl from him. He pulled back and kissed his way back up her body, standing in front of her.
"You are so beautiful."
She felt herself relax, she wasn't sure what he would think when he saw her naked. Humans were different, and she also had implants, scars. She turned and scampered on the bed, reaching up for him, "Come here."
He crawled on the bed, laying on top of her. He wanted to go slow, but his lust for her, his need had a vice grip on his mind, and he had to satisfy it. She spread her legs apart and pulled him towards her, her breathing quickening.
He positioned himself with the head of his penis, now emerged from the protective plates, at her opening.
She rubbed lightly on the tip, "Can you feel the wetness?" she asked huskily.
"Spirits, yes," he croaked out.
"Ungh," she started pushing herself down on him, a little at a time. He was actually attempting to hold her back. "What, what is it?" she asked him, frustrated.
"I'm trying not to hurt you, you're tight."
"Okay, okay," she gasped, and pistoned herself back and forth, taking him in a little bit more with each push. He held himself up over her on his elbows, holding her down in place, licking at her neck.
"Oh, oh, oh, jesus christ, fuck!" she yelled out. He had no idea humans made so much noise during sex.
"Wait, the lotion, I forgot it," she pushed his chest.
"Right, where is it?" he asked blearily but she had taken it out of the drawer already and started applying it generously to her inner thighs.
"I want to make sure I don't get rubbed raw." She put the cap on and threw it on the floor, laying back down, "Okay, I'm ready."
He got on top of her and this time she was more ready for him, he was able to get halfway in immediately.
"Oh, yessss, you feel so good." She started laughing, "We should have done this every night on the SR1."
He laughed, moving back and forth into her, "I agree." He started pushing deeper into her, feeling her soft, wet walls encompassing him.
"Do you have, are those ridges or something?" she asked breathlessly.
"Yes, don't humans have those?"
She shook her head, "No, and it feels amazing." She arched up into him and pulled him down towards her, taking all of him in. Feeling her on his base was enthralling, and he worked his hand around her hip holding her against him.
She moved back and forth, holding onto him, feeling his leathery skin against hers, his penis spreading her apart inside. She rubbed her clit against the base of his plates, thinking she probably should have put some lotion there too, but she wasn't about to stop now. She felt the wave start, her skin tingling. "Yes, yes, yes," she was enraptured.
He felt her tighten on him, so much so he could hardly move inside her. Her eyes flew open and she threw her head back, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, don't stop!" and he continued to move with her as he felt her pulsate on him. He couldn't speak as he felt his own release from the base, then spilling inside her. He grunted and his legs quivered underneath him as he consumed her.
She gasped, "Oh, it's hot." She felt heat inside her as he continued to cum in her. The warmth of his cum, the ridges on his penis heightened her orgasm as it continued on and on. She held onto him tightly as they continued to orgasm together, their breathing slowing down, muscles relaxing. He breathed heavily on her shoulder, letting go of his tight grip on her. She ran her fingers down his back, caressing him.
"That was amazing." She kissed his cheek. "I love you so much."
He peppered her shoulder with light kisses, "I love you too." He faced her and leaned in for a long kiss. "I think I need to pull it out."
She nodded and released her legs that were clutched behind him. He slowly pulled out and off her and lay back down on the bed beside her.
"Oh, I didn't know you had a skylight. That's cool." He said, pointing to the stars rushing by overhead.
She laughed, "I guess you were too busy to notice."
"Definitely," he said, turning towards her and reaching around to hug her. "That was not the cross-species disaster I feared."
She snorted, "Well, thank you very much."
He leaned into the crook of her neck and laughed, "What I mean to say is, that was fantastic, the best sex I've ever had, and to be so close to you, to share that with you is a dream come true."
She turned and smiled at him.
"You aren't hurt or anything, are you?"
She looked down and moved her legs to get a good look, "No, everything looks okay. I think next time I need to put some lotion here too, though." She lightly touched her clit, it was a bit sore. "Then again, it's been years, since I've had sex. I really focused on my career, I didn't think I could have both."
"Mmm, I know what you mean." He pulled up her hand and started lightly kissing her fingers. She sighed and relaxed into the feel of him next to her, thinking about how they had slept together that night on the SR1. She'd felt so complete in his arms, and now she finally had that same feeling again.
He reached down and caressed her thigh, taking little nibbles on her arm.
She giggled, "That tickles."
"Mm, does it?" he asked and continued up over her shoulder. He came up to her neck and started licking at her, lightly sucking on her.
"Garrus," she said with a warning tone, "What are you doing?"
"Continuing," he said, then resuming his kissing, reaching his hand around the front of her. He pulled back, "Unless you need to stop." He remembered what she said about it being a bit sore.
"No, I mean, I can go for some more. I just didn't think you'd be able to. You came a lot."
"Turians can orgasm multiple times, can't humans?"
"Females can, but usually the males can't."
"Oh, well, that's not the case with us. We can go two, three times, easily. But, it's up to you, what do you want to do?"
She looked at him, chiding herself for not getting with him sooner on the SR1. Think of all the fun we could have been having.
"I want more. I want more of you," she turned to face him and kiss him, thrusting her tongue in his mouth. She thought back to what she'd read on the extranet and reached up into his fringe, lightly pulling on it as she dug her fingernails on her other hand into the grooves of his carapace. She was rewarded with his low growl and he dug his blunt talons into the cheek of her ass. He turned her over on her back forcefully and sat up over her.
"Turn over," he commanded.
She nodded and turned over on her stomach. He reached down and pulled her up so she was kneeling on all fours. "Yes, like that," he said. She could feel the trembling in his hands as he grabbed her hips, kneeling behind her. He used a knee to push her legs apart. She gasped as she felt his finger dip inside her vagina, moving around, stretching her out. She angled her ass up towards him.
"Ready?" he asked her.
She nodded furiously, unable to speak. She yelled out when he rammed inside her, grunting as he held her hips and locked her in place. He pistoned into her relentlessly and she leaned her elbows down on the bed, angling herself up towards him. She gasped with the sensation of the movement, the friction of his ridges inside her. He would move side to side slightly with every thrust so the ridges were constantly hitting new areas. He started to slow down, and she felt him get harder and lengthen inside her. Humans never felt like this, it was mind-blowing. She felt him reach his hand around the front of her and down between her folds, gently massaging her clit. She started to lift herself up on her arms, when he stopped her, "No, don't." she leaned her shoulders back on the bed and worked her feet back behind his legs. Suddenly she felt him work his finger past her clit and inside her as he was still moving his cock back and forth. She let out a little scream, not knowing if she would be able to accommodate both. He went slowly, inching it in as he continued to move his hard cock back and forth. She spread her legs apart more, adjusting the angle she had her ass up against him to help him. The feel of his finger inside her, moving it back and forth with his cock up against it, pushing his finger on her sensitive inside wall, it was bringing her to the point of ecstasy.
"Oh, I, yes, yes," she screamed, and felt her walls clamp down. He suddenly pulled his cock out, but left his finger in as she climaxed hard. He moved his hand with every thrust she made against him, every spasm. She slowed, and caught her breath as he moved his finger back and forth, then taking it out. She collapsed on the bed, then turned over to face him as he sat back on his heels, grinning at her.
"Why did you pull out?" she asked.
"Because I wanted to try something else."
She looked down and saw his penis for the first time. He held it in his hand, and she could see the ridges she'd felt, the little bumps up and down, starting small at the tip, then getting larger towards the base. She looked up at him, "What else did you have in mind?"
"I read that you can take this in your mouth. Turian females can't do that. I was thinking, maybe." He looked at her inquiringly.
"Yeah, let's do it."
He looked surprised and excited. She got off the bed and instructed him to sit on the edge of the bed straddling the corner. He leaned back with one hand and reached his other hand down to caress her hair. She leaned her elbows on his legs and grabbed the base of his penis with one hand. His hand froze as she looked up at him and licked up the side of his penis, taking the tip in her mouth, lightly sucking on it. He pulled his arm back to support him as he looked down at her, enthralled by the sight of his penis going in and out of her mouth as she alternately licked it and sucked it. She took more in her mouth, her hand working the large base.
"Spirits," he gasped, feeling her tongue moving around him. The feel of her tongue, the pull of the suction on him, the wetness on him, he couldn't hold out. She pulled off him long enough to tell him, "Do it!" and as she took him back in her mouth, he started to spasm and felt his cum shooting out. He expected her to pull back, but she held on tighter, sucking and swallowing his cum as he gave it to her. He collapsed back on the bed as she finished pulling out everything he had left. As he got softer, she became gentler, lightly kneading him and licking him softly. She finally pulled off him and grinned up at him, tilting her head to the side, "Mm, that was delicious."
He was overwhelmed with how completely and readily she'd let him ravage her. He reached down for her and pulled her back in bed. He held her close and clutched her to him. She leaned back against him, "You liked that?" she asked.
He could only nod yes as words escaped him. She smiled contentedly and pushed up against him and they went to sleep.
The next morning her omni-tool went off and turned to see Garrus smiling back at her. "Good morning, my beautiful fiancé."
"I love the sound of that," she said and snuggled into his arms. Her alarm went off again and she sat up and sighed, turning off. She sat at the edge of her bed and looked over at him, "You up for picking up a convict from a prison ship?"
"I thought you'd never ask."
-End-