I don't own Mass Effect. Bioware does.
One week passed, which ended the school year. Jane met up with Kelly and Joker dressed in graduation suits while Saren and Nihlus purchased tickets to attend the ceremony at the campus. Saren lingered towards the back of the crowd, watching Jane and her friends attend their graduation ceremony towards the front. He wasn't entirely ready to make it well known that the two of them had an emotional connection, so he felt more inclined to simply hang back and keep out of view until he could be with Jane in privacy.
It was only a long while before the campus's headmaster stepped up to the stage. He smiled as he gave his speech, praising the students the academy had produced. It was a tired and clichéd method of conveying pride to the audience about how they were the future generation and how they would help to build a better, brighter future, but it did help to remind him that Jane, his Jane was up on stage, far away from the fate she had been unfairly given by a cruel galaxy. After the speech, the students in the graduating class began lining up to greet the headmaster and retrieve their various diplomas, degrees and the like. Jane stepped up when her name was called, with tears of joy twinkling in her eyes. When she stood eye to eye with the headmaster, she shook his hand before he handed her GED.
As the ceremony progressed, she watched as Kelly and Jeff stood to accept their degrees. Gathering one more time for a group photo, Jane, Kelly, and Jeff walked down talking cheerfully about their collective success.
"I can't believe we actually did it!" Kelly exclaimed.
"Of course you can't, that's why you were so nervous going into the exams," Jeff teased playfully.
"Give her a break, Joker," Jane chastised with a grin.
"Ok, ok, my bad," Joker gave a light-hearted chuckle.
Saren met them outside of the chamber the ceremony took place in.
"Good to see the three of you rising victorious," he hummed with amusement.
Joker and Kelly straightened their spines the instant they took notice of the turian Spectre.
"T-Thank you, Spectre," Kelly stuttered, giving Saren a salute.
"Please, we're all civilians outside of uniform. Just call me Saren," he dismissed.
Jeff had learned to hide his nervousness by now.
"Right. Jane, we'll be getting drinks at the bar. Want to come along?"
Jane shook her head.
"I'll pass," Jane declined, "I have my own way of celebrating."
The duo watched as they walked off to a table of booze the academy set up.
"I've done my fair share of preparation," Saren hummed, "any other celebrating you'd like to do before tonight?"
Jane took a few steps closer to Saren.
"Maybe you could show me a favorite place in the Citadel you like to visit?" Jane suggested.
"I've got a few ideas," Saren knew of a few levels high up on the Presidium reserved for get-togethers and other ceremonies.
He wanted to give her a good look of the Presidium from high up. Saren and Jane left the campus, though they stopped at the apartment so Jane could change out of her graduation robes and into a simple minidress.
He guided her to an elevator not too dissimilar from that which lead into the Citadel tower. With a brief ride to the top of the building, they exited into a large, clean chamber. At the other end was several large windows that would open up onto a balcony overlooking the Presidium far down below. Outside they were a good twelve floors up and could feel the drafts brush past them.
"It's a lovely view, no?" he asked.
Jane gazed beyond the balcony and took in the cityscape.
"It's amazing," Jane smiled.
"I sometimes would come up here during my jogs, get a good look around while I catch my breath," Saren explained, watching the skycars pass by below.
Even the pools from below glistened sparkles from the water.
"It's times like this when I could stand on the overhanging structures. Of course, my Spectre clearance could only get me up there so many times before even the Council calls me out."
Jane couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of irritated Council members even if she hadn't met them in person.
"Don't get me wrong. The only reason I can do as I please is because I've earned their favor. Still, they're the type who will stab you in the back if it meant their career," Saren sharply added.
Jane tilted her head towards Saren.
"So stick with me," Saren advised, "I'll make sure they won't turn on you so easily."
Jane smiled in relief.
"Thank you, Saren," she replied.
That evening, Jane stood under the shower spray, anticipating a memorable night she was eager to spend with Saren. Similarly, the turian Spectre had taken the time to file down his claws a bit to avoid scratching Jane. She was tough, but hurting her would be bad for their first big night together. By the time Saren finished with his talons, he double-checked the supplies they'll need for their encounter, including dextro allergy meds. Washing himself off in the shower, he quickly exited in nothing more than his pants before walking to his bedroom.
It didn't take much longer before Jane stepped into the bedroom in a nightgown with spaghetti straps and a short hem. She found Saren staring out his window and gazing at the cityscape.
"Saren?" Jane paused.
Saren snapped out of his thoughts and focused his eyes on Jane. Moments later, he closed the curtain while she stepped over to the bed.
"My my, you look stellar," he grinned hungrily as she climbed onto the bed.
Saren slowly approached Jane as she reclined on her back.
"I come pretty close," Jane agreed, "and here, I can easily see you intimidating the scumbags of the black market."
Saren climbed onto the bed and crept closer to her.
"The size does help. Bigger always has better results," he cooed before licking up the side of her neck.
Shuddering, Jane perched her hands on his shoulders. Continuing the licking, he scooped up her shoulders with his left hand while keeping himself supported with his right. Softly, Jane cupped Saren's mandibles with her hands and pulled him into a passionate kiss. His heaving breathing was emphasized by the movements his tongue made feeling inside of her mouth. Carefully, his hand felt her back for a zipper or latch to undo her dress with. It didn't take long before he realized that he couldn't find a latch or a zipper, so after he broke off the kiss, he nuzzled her face with his mandibles while he reached for the hem of the nightgown and she raised her arms above her head.
"I suppose we won't be needing that," Saren purred.
Saren lifted the nightgown over her head and tossed it aside. After he leaned forward, Jane brushed one hand against the back of his neck, her fingers savoring the plating underneath his fringe. A warm shiver crawled down his spine as she rubbed her hand against the area, causing him to release a small, yet audible gasp. Her confidence apparent in her grin, Jane used her other hand to stroke the side of his waist. Jane certainly knew all the right places to touch, as he began feeling his plates shift. Saren figured he should return the favor, so he ran his hands down her sides, causing her to arch her back. He reached down to unbuckle his pants and shove them down a bit as the two continued. When Jane tilted her head downwards and caught a glimpse of the Spectre's length, she couldn't help but feel mesmerized by its ridges and spines as she brushed her hand against it. Shuddering, Saren traced his hand along her stomach until he found the apex between her legs.
Her hand felt so soft against him. Putting himself against her, he continued to lick at her neck. All the while, Saren slid one filed talon into her folds, grinning as she mewled in his embrace. Continuing to feel inside her, he closed in for one more kiss. To ensure her readiness, Saren circled his thumb over her small nub, compelling her to buck her hips to his touch. Over the course of minutes, the turian Spectre used his other hand to massage her breast, flicking one talon against her nipple. Neither of them didn't recall how much time had passed, yet by the time Saren noticed fluid trickling out of her nether regions, he sat up and allowed Jane to straddle her legs on his lap.
"You might want to hold on," Saren advised.
Nodding in agreement, Jane perched her hands on his shoulders. Being sure to regulate his aggressive approach, he thrust himself inside in a single motion. The instant she felt him inside her, Jane groaned as she clung onto Saren and wrapped her legs around his girth, taking the time she needed to adjust. Saren pulled her close to him and leaned his head forward to lick at her neck. He had thought asari were soft and flexible. Jane felt like she had filled every crevice around him like a liquid. The way the ridges and spines brushed against the right places sent tingles through her nerves, rather different from the smoothness of that one krogan a similar age range to hers whom she had for an inmate a year before she met Saren. Who knows if that krogan was doing ok right now? She brushed off the thought and rested her head against his shoulder, nuzzling her face against his. Saren's uneven breathing emphasized the rate at which he pumped into her. Moaning, Jane ground her hips against his, slowly building up friction between them.
"Jane, I…ooooh," he mumbled incoherently.
Saren began to pick up the tempo a bit, straining himself not to be too greedy and take it all in a single moment. Jane felt pressure building up in her core while she ran her hands along his back. Likewise, Saren stroked her back with his talons. Saren started to let up on himself slowly, accelerating at a rate Jane could gradually adapt to. Every inch of his body tensed with the electric sensation of her against him. With each thrust, slick fluids coated both of their nether region as Jane edged closer to her limit, keening as her breath quickened.
"I-I thinnnk it'dd be s-saaafe if I…" Saren didn't want to cause Jane to go through anaphylactic shock and thought maybe pulling out would be ideal.
"Y-You sure?" Jane stammered between gasps.
He didn't have much of an option before he felt Jane suddenly clamp down on him. This became even more apparent when he heard her cry out his name as she tightened her grip on him. He soon after felt his own orgasm, causing him to tighten his own grip.
"I…I…that was…" he was still trying to catch his breath.
Seconds later, Jane and Saren started coming down from their high while the turian Spectre withdrew from her. He flopped onto his back beside her.
"Wow…you were amazing…" he gasped.
"Same can apply to you," Jane whispered.
It took him a few moments to recuperate before he stood from the bed and reached for the nightstand's drawer, opening it and pulling out a container of dextro allergy meds.
"So, is this just a toe in the waters, or are you interested in round two?" Saren asked.
Jane slowly sat up just as Saren climbed onto the bed.
"I guess I could go one more round for the night," Jane nodded.
"Well, I myself don't have any problems with levo allergies," Saren chuckled, "so I can afford to do something a little more like this…"
Saren scooted down a bit on the bed and put Jane's legs over his shoulders to level her nether region with his face. Understanding about what he had in mind, Shepard rested her back on the bed.
"Say," she rasped, "you think a turian can handle his tongue well like a krogan can?"
"I'm not sure when you met a krogan on Earth," Saren chuckled, "but it sounds like an interesting story for later."
Saren dipped his prehensile tongue inside of her. She was still slick inside with a mix of their fluids still dripping out. His tongue continued to rile around in her, feeling inside. Moaning, she pushed her hips forward in an effort to encourage him to push in deeper. He was all too happy to comply while he brushed his talon along her nub. From random movements, he shifted into a pattern of swirling around inside her, as it seemed to get more of a sensational reaction out of her. While she savored the pleasurable sensations surging through her nerves, she dug her fingers into the sheets. He smiled as he felt her legs squirm with ecstasy. Saren decided to pick up the tempo and see how Jane would react. As anticipated, she arched her back and tightened her grip on the sheets. He watched in amusement as she continued to writhe in pleasure while he continuously intensified his treatment.
Jane attempted to call out Saren's name, but her speech began to slur as no words came out of her mouth. Just as she grew halfway closer to her limit, Saren withdrew his tongue and removed her legs from his carapace, motioning Jane to sit up. She complied before she turned over and rested on her stomach, her knees resting on the floor. Taking the hint, Saren climbed off the bed, knelt behind her and bent forward until his head was hovering close to hers.
"I wanted to do one last thing before the night ends," he hummed, leveling his tip.
Jane tilted her head to an angle which allowed her to give Saren a kiss.
"Do it, please," Jane begged.
"As you wish," he thrust himself in once more upon her demand.
Groaning, Jane pressed her head into the bed while Saren held her close, thrusting in a slow pace. He heavily panted as he continued to thrust. Getting a good angle that she seemed to enjoy best, he started thrusting harder, and at a much faster pace than before. Gently licking her neck in the process, he wrapped his arm around her and located her clit before he rubbed at it.
"Aaaaaaah…Shepard…" he moaned in her ear as he continued to thrust.
Jane cupped Saren's face with one hand and leaned her face closer to him, heat pooling in her stomach. He responded by placing a hand on her shoulder to thrust a little harder. He readily felt himself edging close to his climax. Seconds later, Jane arched her back as she shuddered in her climax and called out Saren's name. Feeling his climax follow shortly after, he stood up to pull himself out.
While Jane slowly climbed onto the bed, Saren grabbed the container of dextro allergy meds and stepped into the bathroom to retrieve a glass of water. Returning to the bedside, he handed the glass and meds to Jane before climbing into bed himself. She wasted no time as she washed down a tablet of the allergy meds as directed from the instructions on the container before she set the container and the glass on the night stand. Saren cupped his hand on her face.
"I…suppose it was worth moving you off Earth in the first place," he uttered.
Jane didn't respond, but she nestled closer to Saren and embraced herself to him. Soon after, both dozed off to sleep, each in each other's arms.
The following morning, Saren opened his eyes, still seeing Jane right beside him in his bed. Putting his legs over the side of the mattress, he glanced out the window into the morning light. The night before was a good one, finally being able to express his full emotions to Jane without interruption or fear of rejection. It may have been wrong for the members of species who were mortal enemies to the other to drop hostilities and go so far as to pursue romance, but it just felt so right. Considering the circumstances, Saren considered holding off going public with his newfound romance until later, so with Jane still asleep, he slipped into a casual outfit.
Walking into the kitchen, Saren prepared himself some kava while he looked over Jane's GED. Continuing to smile, he pulled out his omni-tool and looked at the calendar to begin scheduling the first mission. All the while, he reminded himself to ask Jane when would be a good time to meet up with her grandparents as well as schedule a meeting with officials from the Systems Alliance. Setting up the times, the two would be meeting with the Alliance officials over the course of the next few days, and arranged to be meeting with her grandparents over the course of the next couple weeks afterwards at least. He hadn't established any missions directly afterwards as a result.
A short while later, Jane emerged from Saren's bedroom in her nightgown and ambled down the stairs, making her way to the kitchen.
"Good morning, Jane. I hope last night was enjoyable for you," he hummed.
Jane smiled at Saren and nodded before she began searching the pantry for ingredients for her breakfast.
"With your education finally out of the way, I figured we'd take some leisure time finishing some other work and perhaps finding some closure before we move on to your training," Saren informed.
Jane turned her gaze onto Saren once she brought the ingredients to the counter.
"So what do you have in mind?" Jane asked.
"I figured we may as well fully investigate what the Alliance wants with you," Saren started, "also, I'd think now would be the time we visit your grandparents, show them how far you've gotten, and maybe figure out how to keep in touch."
"I'd like that," Jane nodded before she started preparing her breakfast.
"I've got their address, colony name, and system location," Saren added, "I'm not sure if you'll like them, but it'd be nice to find where your family is."
It may have been a short while, but Jane soon finished preparing her breakfast, so she stepped over to the table and started eating.
"Also, our schedule is relatively open for the time being. Is there anything else you'd like to pursue during these next few weeks before we begin?"
With Saren and Jane sitting at the table side by side, she turned on her omni-tool and started looking up potential activities they could do during the day. The two continued to discuss the increasingly flexible Spectre schedule. Due to the violent and dangerous nature of a Spectre's career, they were generally allowed to take breaks whenever necessary and as long as they'd have to. This open schedule would give her enough time to adjust to the day she would begin her training.