prompt: What to do when bored on the Normandy
"The ground team is away," EDI's voice announced, and all over the Normandy there was a rustle of paper. "Goto and Shepard have left the ship."
Joker pulled one of Kasumi's battered books from under his console and activated the radio channel they'd set up just for this. "Okay, remember: no choosing your page ahead of time, first one to laugh loses, you have to read ALOUD, and Garrus drew the short straw, so he's first."
""Her honey hair drifted across the creamy smoothness of her cheek, touching lightly upon her full, cherry lips and hinting at the sweetness within..."" the turian sounded confused. "Is human writing always so... culinary?"
"Next!"
In the medbay, navigator Rolston looked up in surprise as Chakwas turned away, picked up a book, and flipped it open one-handed. Her other hand still held the tongue-depressor firmly in his mouth.
"When his skin touched hers she felt a jolt, as if of lightning, a thrill of energy that reached from her skin down into her most secret parts." She set the book down. "Say 'ahhh.'"
"She had never felt so wild, so free, as when he clasped her, firmly but gently, in his manly thews..." Tali's voice trailed off. "What's a 'thew'?"
Joker flicked on the shipwide PA, and heads turned all over the Normandy as he read ""He felt a stirring in his loins whenever he remembered that one illicit glimpse of her bare ankle." What, no throbbing? I wanted throbbing."
"Roughly, he pushed her back against the wall, fumbling to free his man-staff from his taut breeches, her moans of pleasure hardening his already errect -"
"Zaeed?Didn't know you were playing. Which book do you have?"
"You're using books?" Zaeed's rough voice growled. "You pansy bastards. I was just bloody makin' it up! Shut your gob, I haven't gotten to the slick pleasure sheath part yet."