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Kaidan sat at the bar in Flux across the table from Shepard, watching as Ashley danced with a private from another ship. They were waiting for the Council to make a decision on the information Shepard had presented them that afternoon, and Kaidan had suggested they have a few drinks while they waited. Knowing the Council would drag their heels until the meeting they had scheduled for the following morning, Shepard had agreed it was a good idea.
"So Lieutenant, you seem to have a pretty good grasp on this situation. What do you think our chances of the Council deciding in our favor are?" she asked him, taking a swig of the fruity green drink Williams had talked her into.
Kaidan just shrugged his shoulders, "Pretty good, I'd guess. They can't ignore this, or they'd have a PR nightmare on their hands from the human embassy." He shifted in his seat, enjoying the pleasant buzz he was experiencing. The whiskey he'd ordered had warmed his belly, and he felt more relaxed in Shepard's presence than he had since she'd boarded the Normandy a few days ago.
Shepard's hand brushed his on the tabletop, and he sucked in a breath, even with the whiskey swimming in his system, he was still hyper aware of his commanding officer, and the affect she had on him. "Alenko…" she started, running her tongue over her teeth as she considered; "Never mind."
Kaidan blinked at her, "What?"
She said nothing, but glanced around the bar, seeing no one looking their way, sitting in the darkest corner as they were. Satisfied, she leaned into him, and pressed her lips softly to his. His hand came up to cup the back of her head, and his other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her to sprawl across his lap. She gave a soft groan of frustration, and felt his arousal through the fabric of his pants. "We really shouldn't be doing this," she breathed against his lips.
"I know," he whispered back, and captured her lips again in a searing kiss. With a soft sigh, he pulled away, and just held her warm gaze as a slight smirk played across her lips.
She raised an eyebrow at him, "You don't care, do you?" she asked, her tone accusatory.
His eyebrows twitched, "At the moment, no."
She smirked at him, and leaned into him so her lips were a hair's breadth away from his, "You want me."
"Yes," he replied, and groaned when she pressed her lips to his in a brief kiss. "You have no idea how much."
"Oh, I think I can guess," she grinned, and squirmed in his lap. "I never would have imagined you as the type to just jump in bed with someone," she said softly, and brushed a hand over his cheek.
"I'm not," he replied, his hands pulling her hips closer, and he tilted his head to feather a line of kisses from the corner of her mouth, stopping just before her ear. "There are a lot of things about me you don't know. I might surprise you," his breath was hot on her ear, and she felt his fingers trailing up her inner thigh, gently teasing her hot center through the fabric of her pants.
She bit her bottom lip and reluctantly slid out of his lap. "We shouldn't be doing this, Alenko," she mumbled to herself, and slid out of the booth.
He sighed, and followed her lead, "I know it. But damn if I don't want to break all the rules for a few minutes with you."
She cocked her head to the side, "Just a few minutes, huh?" She signaled to Ashley, who indicated she wasn't ready to leave, and for them to head on out. "You're not some kind of playboy, are you?" she asked warily.
He snorted, and glanced around to make sure they were still unobserved. He leaned into her and murmured into her ear, "Of course not. I'll take as much time with you as you'll let me have."
She grinned at him, "One of these days, Lieutenant."