A/N: Sorry for the super long delay, college got in the way. This is my first real lemon ever. It has been the hardest thing I've ever had to write with a straight face... any suggestions/rants are welcome. And thank you for all the reviews! You have all been so supportive :3 My heart goes out to you 3
Disclaimer: Bioware makes cool video games, I do not. Waah!
Shepard swiftly bent her arm, reaching for her omni-tool as she stood up. She operated it with expert precision, even in her inebriated current state… she made an instant credit wire transfer to the establishment.
He stood up awkwardly, looking down. She gave him a knowing smirk through half closed eyes and offered her hand. Joker reflected on the sight as he took her hand… it seemed surreal. It was. He kept reminding himself that it wasn't real.
Thankfully, the CIC was dark and devoid of life, for a surprise would have startled anybody in the vicinity as a surprisingly vigorous Joker was pushing Shepard against the dock wall when the airlock opened. She moaned as he bit into her neck relentlessly, grabbing her shoulders and pulling down on the straps of her dress with one hand while the other crept up her hair; his fingers running through the soft bangs of brown hair.
"Oh… Jeff…" she swallowed, regaining some of her composure. "The… airlock is open."
Shepard tried wriggling free of his grip, but her efforts were frustrated as Joker pushed back once again and slammed her head and his hand gently into the wall with a kiss. It was as his the mention of his name drove him near insanity. She could feel his length pushing against her thigh as both his hands came up to her face, as if to devour her. He could feel her smile growing under his lips as she giggled and he broke away from her, groaning in frustration.
"The airlock, yes… damn it." He breathed huskily and took her hand as she led him inside.
She almost stormed into the CIC, fumbling and almost tripping because of her shoes in the process.
"Stupid! Shoes!" She whispered as she struggled to take them off in movement.
As she failed miserably, Joker took advantage and pulled her to him, spinning her, grabbing her waist and pressing her body tightly against his. She reacted with a delighted squeal and raised her arms to wrap them around his neck, accidentally pulling his hat back. He didn't even notice.
Shepard broke off with a throatily giggle. "You're full of surprises Mr. Moreau…"
He sneered and leaned into her neck, leaving a trail of kisses up to her ear. "You're underestimating me Shepard." He whispered, sending a tingle down her spine and heat between her thighs.
"Never." She shook her head and lowered her hands down to his chest, slowly pushing him back.
Her fingers traveled along his chest, tracing his surprisingly muscular figure. She eyed him hungrily, his arms, his shoulders, his neck, his stomach… everything so taut and firm, she never would have imagined it. Her hands kept traveling down as she slowly lead him toward the cockpit, distracting his mouth with hers. When she reached the hem of his shirt, she tugged on it, urging him to reveal what only she could guess at. He caught the hint and broke away from her, allowing her to pull his shirt off in one move, his hat flying off in the process.
She bit her lip at the sight of his bare torso. He looked better than she had imagined bare-chested and the colors of the lights of the CIC reflected on his smooth, pale skin. Her eyes consumed the sight as she pushed him gently onto the chair behind him and he let himself fall with a sly grin on his face.
"My turn." He caught her whisper in his ear before he fell.
She then proceeded to unzip the back of her dress while he watched with eager anticipation. The crackling noise of the zipper seemed to excite him and she smiled. Once the dress was unzipped, the straps on her arms slid down with ease. She had nothing underneath…
The top of her dress fell, revealing her silky brown skin, her tight stomach and gorgeous breasts. His "anticipation" grew and twitched at the sight and his hands lightly tensed on the seat handles. She then slid her thumbs into the bottom of the dress, pushing down as her hips swayed to loosen it. It slid down her long legs, leaving Shepard only in black lace boy-shorts. Joker's jaw almost dropped at the heavenly sight as her face rose and her half-lit eyes pierced his. Her weight shifted to the right as she put her hand on her hip, letting him take in her body.
"You're beautiful…" He was entranced.
She smirked and closed the distance seductively between them, mounted his lap and then leaned in his ear. "You said that…" she whispered before her teeth dug gently into his earlobe.
He inhaled sharply, his hands still on the handles. Her hips started grinding into his, exposing his groin to the heat of her sex, which was covered only with a light layer of lace. Sneakily, she lifted her hips and one of her hands slid down his chest while the other supported her weight on the back of the chair. She wrapped her fingers around his length over his pants, stroking and toying with it while her mouth lowered into his neck, licking, kissing and nibbling. His knuckles went white with a quivering groan.
She chuckled evilly into his ear and then retreated, looking predatorily into his eyes, her short bangs in her face.
"Pants. Off. Now." She commanded and dismounted.
He quietly and swiftly obeyed, getting up and removing his pants, underwear and his boots as she watched, half amused with her arms crossed under her breasts, accentuating them and her hardened nipples. His skin was bare now, his full erection twitching in front of her. She looked pleased as a Machiavellian smirk suddenly adorned her face. He couldn't help but feel proud of the effect this had on her, and modesty wasn't one of his traits, so he returned the gesture with an inviting grin as he sat back down.
She then bent down and kissed him, her tongue explored his mouth, her teeth bit on his lips. Her hand surprised him as she firmly grabbed his bare erection, stroking firmly, but slowly. Gently, she was making her way down his body, leaving a trail of kisses on his neck, his chest, his stomach and finally reaching his manhood. A very low moan escaped his throat as the wetness of her warm tongue touched his skin. With a firm grip, she licked from the bottom of his shaft all the way to the tip, tasting the saltiness of his pre cum. She changed angles swiftly every time her head sunk and kissed the tip every time her head rose. All the alcohol in his body could not stop him from feeling every touch and every change in temperature.
"My God…" he whimpered.
She sniggered throatily and then wrapped her lips around him, moaning as her free hand snuck down her underwear, her fingers freely stroking her sex. Her hand played with her clitoris as the warmth and humidity welcomed her eager fingers. It had been a long time and this only made her more sensitive.
Her head worked up and down, her mouth suctioning as it made its way up, and her hand stroking at the bottom. The combination was driving him insane as he tilted his head back. He felt himself hardening even more as he approached his peak with increasing speed. She could feel his length palpitating in her hand, pleasing her ego as her other hand stimulated her body. He suddenly looked down at her. Her shapely body bent, her muscular back glistening with sweat as she moaned and looked up at him. He imagined taking her, taking all of her… the thought ensnared his mind and he cried out. Then she stopped, just as he was about to reach his climax. Her body was in frenzy, she craved all of him, and the feeling was mutual.
She stood up, eyeing her prey seductively as she lifted herself, her thumbs now teasing at the hem of her boy-shorts. He raised his hands and helped her undo her last piece of clothing as he leaned in to kiss her stomach. She could feel herself blushing as her body reacted with a small jerk to the tickle of his whiskers.
The last piece of clothing fell at her feet and she kicked it away before slowly lowering herself down to the chair once again. They kissed as she wrapped her arms around him and sat on his lap, with his aching length between her legs. Her hips grinded against him, allowing him to taste the warmth of her inviting sex. Their bodies were so close, they could feel each other's heartbeat and the rising and falling of their chests. His mouth then traveled from her mouth, down to her neck as his hand went down from her hip to her thigh, lifting her hips and his other hand made its way around to her back, supporting her weight.
Gently, he pushed down on her thighs, lowering her onto him and she sighed in delight as he entered her. It had been such a long time…
She closed her eyes and took a moment to clear her head through the alcohol, concentrating only on this moment, taking everything in… her arms tightened around him, as if bracing herself. His hands had made their way to her buttocks, gripping them tightly as he gently began bouncing her on his lap. Her moans grew stronger and louder with each bounce and her hips had begun cooperating as well, making each thrust go deeper. She altered between grinding his pelvis, and letting gravity take over, her loud breathing accelerating with each passing minute.
"Oh… oh, oh Jeff!" She exclaimed, her fingers digging into his back.
His grip tightened with a grunt of effort as well, granting him more control as he realized she was lighter than he had thought. Either that or the adrenaline was kicking in… she had said his name…
He spun his chair with his elbow and faced the cockpit, lifting her body and sprawling her on the control desk. The holograms interrupted his view of her, so he hit a nearby switch and they shut down with a flash, even EDI's blue presence was eradicated from view, all that illuminated them was the dim lights coming from the dock window.
Her naked body was laid before him in all its glory and he lusted for it with animalistic instinct. He bent down and wrapped his mouth around one of her nipples, causing her to squeal in joy while still thrusting into her. His tongue circled her breasts playfully, altering between them and nibbling. He then retreated from her breasts and sneered evilly as his thrusts became more powerful. Shepard went from moaning to yelping in an instant as a loud slapping sound filled her ears. She could feel a wave of pleasure building rapidly and her legs wrapped around him, pulling him toward her. He grunted and felt his throbbing passion almost reach the limit as well.
"Oh! Keep going, I'm coming! Oh my- AHH!" Her body arched toward him and her toes curled as she contracted.
Her entire body trembled as her eyes rolled backwards, letting pleasure take over. At this sight, he could hold out no longer and released inside of her with one last, powerful thrust, feeling her contractions devour him. His muscles started twitching involuntarily as pleasure overcame his senses.
Panting, he put his hand on the flat surface where she laid and leaned in to kiss her, Vera returning his kiss softly with glee.
"Want to go again?" She asked, a wide grin on her face.