After.

Chapter Twelve: Scream for me

Kaidan smiled as a drink was slid across the table to him. The woman across from him smiled, as she took a sip of her own drink.

"This is high quality," he remarked, sniffing his glass of wine, before tenderly taking a drink from the tall glass.

These evening meetings had become quite commonplace for Kaidan. Normally after a mission, they'd gather in Miranda's office and discuss tactics. Sometimes they would bring food from the mess. Tonight, however, Miranda had pulled out a rather well-aged bottle of whine. Jacob, however, wasn't present, since he had been forced to use more biotic power than he was used to – tiring him out. Miranda and Kaidan, however, were both wide awake.

"I only drink the best," she stated, her accented words somehow making each statement seem fancier than it actually was. He had a feeling that she could utter the most foul swear of all time and it would still sound proper.

"That mission went...well..." he awkwardly stated, reclining in his seat.

"Minus the fact that Jacob nearly passed out," she frowned, taking a long drink of her whine.

"But he didn't," Kaidan pointed out, "We just need to stay closer together to avoid things like that in the future."

"We normally do – we were just forced to separate," Miranda reminded him, sliding into a more reclined position herself. She was wearing a sleep-wear outfit that reminded him of Shepard's. Black tank-top – though it had a Cerberus logo in the top right corner – and dark gray pants. Her bare toes wiggled as she thought. He fought a smile at the odd habit. Her toe-nails were neatly painted black – not a single chip in the shiny surface. Kaidan's eyes slid to her fingernails, which remained clear – though perfectly manicured.

"So you're a human with biotics," Kaidain began after a rather lengthy pause between them, "I'm sure you have some interesting story with how that came to be."

Miranda smiled – the alcohol already warming her expression. She was a light-weight, apparently.

"My father genetically engineered me to be perfect. The end."

"What about your mother?"

"Don't think I had one. Possibly an egg my father stole or something," she shrugged, "For my mother was truly an incubator," she took a long drink of her wine – her hair falling back across her shoulders as she leaned her head back.

"Wow...I'm sorry."

She shrugged, refilling both of their glasses, "He was controlling and manipulative. I ended up running away and the Illusive Man somewhat...adopted me," he eyes narrowed with a strange expression, "Made me who I am today," she glanced out the window, "But I threw that away when Shepard turned her back on Cerberus and blew up the Collector Base. I chose her side instead of turning her in. The Illusive Man probably wants me dead now..." she trailed, drinking more wine.

"How are we still operating if someone as powerful as the Illusive Man wants this ship dead?"

"It's only a matter of time, Kaidan," she tipped her glass slightly in his direction, "The Illusive Man is allowing the ship to move around to see what Shepard does. He initially was sending me questions daily...but he stopped," she frowned, staring into an empty corner of her room – one arm folded over her chest, while the other cradled her wine glass. Her toes continued to wiggle as she thought.

"Wow...I had no idea," Kaidan shook his head, drinking his own glass slowly.

–

"Joker!" Kelly smiled, already in the storage room – the door was locked until he messaged Kelly to let him in. She was dressed in a rather small nighty, and smelled sweetly of strawberries, "You came," her voice lowered, as she wrapped her arms around his torso.

"Not yet," he smirked, causing Kelly to laugh against him, "Though any real reason why you wanted to do this again?"

While he had been bothered by it at first, his mind had defused the situation over the previous few weeks. Openly talking about sex with Hadley, Donnelly, Matthews, and even Daniels – never person specific of course – had made it seem less...bad. They didn't need to know he lost his virginity to a woman who was sleeping her way across the galaxy – which remained his only sex over his entire life.

Kelly pulled him into a kiss, quickly getting to the action. Feeling less awkward this time, he backed her into a wall – getting a purr of approval from the small-statured woman. Her lips moved to his neck, getting a few gasps from him, before her hands slid behind his neck – accidentally flipping his cap off of his head when she tried to run her fingers though his hair. They both ignored it. Joker pressed himself against her, her hands wrapping behind him – pulling him against her even harder. Kelly's hands slid up through his hair, causing the back of his neck to tingle from the pleasant sensation. Her hands than slid to his belt, eagerly undoing the clasp – before she undid the button and zipper of his pants – allowing them to fall to his ankles. She paused to smile at his boxers.

"Spiderman?"

"He's my hero," Joker nodded, gasping as her hand slid in the little flap in the front of his underwear. The pilot quickly learned that the Yeoman hadn't chosen to include any panties with her rather appealing attire, as he repaid the favor she was giving him with her own hands. She moaned at his touch – causing his green eyes to eagerly watch her expression. Kelly pulled him down on the bed on top of her. The pilot half-tripped over his pants – which were still around his ankles. Kelly laughed quietly as he took the time to remove his shoes, then his trousers from around his ankles. Chambers removed his shirt with one swift motion, leaving him only clad in his boxers. He pulled at her nighty, awkwardly getting it stuck around her head, before it was on the ground beside the bed. Both laughed for a moment, before she leaned down and ran her tongue along Joker's shaft – getting a rather enthusiastic reaction from the man.

This entire thing was surreal while sober.

She slid his boxers off, before pulling him on top of her. He smiled down at the woman, before he pressed himself lightly against her opening – his tongue exploring her neck. She pressed back against him – sliding him slightly further in. Joker gasped at the sensation. He was used to her being on top. This entire scenario felt backwards – but he enjoyed the sensation of power he had over her. With one swift motion, he slid himself in, getting a loud moan from Kelly. Yeah, he could get used to this sex thing.

–

"So Shepard hasn't managed to turn you against me yet, huh?" Kaidan asked, crossing his arms in his own sleep-wear, as Miranda set her empty wine-glass down.

"I saw how hurt she was after Horizon and how shaken she was with your post-Horizon message. But honestly I see both sides," she shrugged, straightening the strap on her tank-top.

"Good...good..." Kaidan slowly nodded, finishing his own final glass of wine.

He studied the woman slightly. She was – as she admitted – perfect. Gorgeous. Brilliant. One of the best biotics he had ever seen, too. Miranda Lawson made him forget Shepard – a woman who had caused him nothing but pain over the last few years. Not nearly as brash as Shepard. Everything she was thinking was fully out in the open. No guessing. Just Miranda. Yet the only reason he was on this ship was Shepard. He had saved her from certain death. But...she had pushed him away on the Citadel. His mind wandered slightly, as Miranda smiled at him.

"So what is your involvement with Shepard, currently?" Miranda asked – as if reading his mind.

"Hopefully after saving her life, I've regained 'friend' status," he shrugged, "I have been talking to her in the med-bay. It's all a bit awkward."

"Would it be strange if I asked you out for dinner when we stop for supplies tomorrow?"

–

"Harder..." Kelly demanded, digging her nailed into his back. Joker's legs were aching – sweat causing his forehead to shine. It was so much easier when she was on top.

"Can...can..." Joker began, distracted by her moaning, "switch?"

In one swift movement, Kelly was on top of him. This time, she was not gentle. Joker closed his eyes at the quick movement he wasn't able to replicate a moment ago, since his leg muscles still weren't the strongest – as well as a fear for his bones. His hands rested around her sides, as she moved atop him. She tightened and screamed in a way he hadn't heard before – his eyes wide with her reaction. His breath caught in his chest as her attention turned back to him. Kelly's piercing eyes were fiery and determined – hands pressed against his shoulders.

"I wanna hear you scream," she borderline hissed, honestly scaring Joker a bit, as she thumped on top of him. She began kissing his neck again – her hands exploring the rest of his body, as she continued her movement.

Joker's eyes closed – allowing his mind to wander slightly.

"Scream for me..." her voice low. Much lower than normal. Almost sounded like...Shepard. His mind instantly replaced the cheerful Yeoman on top of him, with the lean and tan body of his Commander. Her light brown eyes eager – short auburn hair blocking her face as she concentrated on him. The light freckles under her eyes barely visible in the dim light of the storage room.

Joker moaned, the woman on top of him moving harder.

"Scream for me..." she repeated in the same voice.

Joker grew louder, feeling the pressure building with more and more force.

"Cum for me..." she hissed, and Joker moaned a single word, before a few rhythmic grunts echoed out of his lungs.

Joker opened his eyes with a relaxed smile on his face. That felt...amazing. However, the expression on Kelly's face caused his smile to disappear. She seemed...confused.

"Did...I do something wrong?"

"Wow...I had no idea that I was just-"

"Kelly?"

She climbed off of him, appearing a bit phased by something, "Why didn't you tell me?" she asked after a moment, sitting on the edge of the bed – arms wrapped around her chest.

"Tell you...what?"

"The last thing you moaned before you came."

Joker attempted to remember, but all he thought of was the pleasure of it – sending a smile across his face, "What...what did I say? I don't remember."

"Shepard."

–

How did this happen? Kaidan looked next to him, and felt a sense of betrayal in his own senses. After far too many glasses of wine, he had gotten a bit too...easy. Miranda rolled over with a smile still on her face – causing Kaidan to relax slightly. What was with him and sleeping with the woman in charge? He shook his head slightly, as she rolled back towards him, leaning her head against his shoulder. Her pale skin was stunning in the starlight that filtered through her windows – contrasting harshly with her dark hair. She moaned slightly in her sleep – arms tightening slightly around him, before she finally settled.

'What have I done?'

–

AN: Ohhhh shiiitt! This entire chapter is just one giant "holyshitfuckballs – what just happened?" I know the Joker/Kelly stuff was a bit more 'brutal' than last time. It seemed fitting, for whatever reason. Kaidan is in rebound mode – and we all know Miranda is a really lonely Ice Queen. At least in my head. I know I didn't write-out the sexy-timez with Miranda/Kaidan...but I wanted it to feel sudden and be a surprise. It felt more appropriate. I like how four people in this chapter got laid. Hahaha. What the hell am I writing?

Rated M for: Language, sexual situations, future violence, and so I can have freedom without fear of scarring a teen for life.

Oh – and I don't own anything ever.