Re: [Fill] The Loving Kind 9/?
anonymous
February 27 2011, 17:01:21 UTC
"But, uh, I guess you'd know. Does the Commander swing both ways?"
"Joker, what? What the hell?"
"I was just wondering!"
"Come on."
"Tali does."
"Joker!"
Shepard laughed so much that her uncut ale splurted from her nose. She howled in pain, coughing and choking back her laughter. She doubled over, helpless, and slid from her chair to the deck. She landed with a thump and Kaidan wheezed, slumping over the table and his cards. Of everyone present in the Skyllian five ring, only Tali maintained enough control to whack Shepard between the shoulder blades.
"So then!" Ken shouted over the rasping of his crewmates, "the krogan wipes his mouth, returns to his desk. Now the bugger's shaking all over, right, he's never heard anything like this. 'What do you call it?' he asks. The batarian just spreads his hands and goes 'We call it - the Council'!"
Those who had managed to suck in enough air to remain functional lost it with the punchline, and for five minutes Shepard's cabin was home to helpless bodies writhing in the throes of hilarity. By the time Kaidan had himself under control, his ribs ached and his cheeks were on fire from smiling.
"You should have been a comedian," Kasumi announced, reaching for her glass of wine. For the night, Kasumi had chosen to wear her hair down and it fell forwards as she lifted the glass, the strands brushing the back of her hand. Kaidan found himself fascinated as she flicked it back over her shoulder with a twist of her head.
"Don't give him delusions of grandeur," Gabby said. "That joke's ancient."
"I know you think I'm funny." Ken looped an arm around Gabby's shoulders and drew her closer for a sloppy kiss on the cheek. She squirmed, going bright red, much to Shepard's amusement. Ken released his fellow engineer with a wet smacking of lips.
"Now you're just showing off," Garrus mused, and Kasumi saluted him with her glass.
"Some of us are alone, lost and bitter," she agreed, sipping her wine with her pinky finger arched in the air.
"Aww," Shepard climbed back into her seat and folded her terrible hand - something Kaidan had been waiting for ever since her saw her cock her head to the side and cast a sidelong glance at Garrus as if she was checking her squaddie's load out. Taking Kasumi's cue, she took another drink as well, then wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Not all of us are bitter," she said, elbowing Tali in the ribs.
"What? Oh, no, no," Tali's speaker flashed and she ducked her head.
"Oh don't lie," Shepard poked at her friend, making Tali squirm much as Gabby had done.
"Yeah, Tali," Garrus said, his tone dripping faux concern, "how is Kal'Reegar these days?"
"Fine," Tali retorted sharply.
"Just fine?" With a little sight, Shepard abandoned the table and headed into her office, returning with more dextro packs for Tali and Garrus. She held another two cans of uncut between her arms. She lingered beside Kaidan, he could almost feel the heat that radiated from her body. He reached up to take one can, surprised that it stay so cold when in contact with her skin. His fingertips skimmed her elbow and she smiled, half turning to give Garrus his drink.
"So tell me about this Kal," Kaidan said, feeling as though a silence had descended upon them. Replaying the conversation in his head, he realised that people had only been recovering from Kenny.
Was he so painfully aware of Shepard?
Shepard returned to Tali's side, draping her arm over Tali's shoulders and bowing her head to the quarian's helmet.
Judging by the rigid spine and tightly clenched fingers under a concealing enviro-suit, he wasn't the only one.
Re: [Fill] The Loving Kind 10/?
anonymous
March 2 2011, 21:14:54 UTC
Garrus slung Tali's arm over his shoulders, taking her slight weight off of Shepard's frame as he stepped into the elevator. He turned as Shepard said a few quiet words to Tali. Garrus shot Kaidan a look over the top of Shepard's head, a look that conveyed envy and yet sympathy all at once, before Ken tapped the console and the elevator doors closed.
Shepard stood, staring at the doors for a moment, the chuckles of their friends fading away as the lift motors whirred. Shepard exhaled softly, her shoulders slumping, and she tipped her head to the side before turning back to Kaidan with a curious, almost wistful expression on her face.
Kaidan smiled, and headed back into her cabin as his heart started to pound, hard against his chest. He stooped to pick up a few discarded bottles and set them in the crate. He could feel her approaching him, hear her boots on the deck, feel the pressure of the air, the build of static.
A delicate hand reached around to his wrist, her skin contrasting against his, her hands a little rough from guns and atmosphere.
"Hey," she said, her words a breath of air against his neck.
Kaidan closed his eyes, standing straight in every sense of the word.
The hand trailed up his arm, fingertips resting in the crook of his elbow. Another hand brushed his shoulder, feather light and warm. Those fingers danced over to his other shoulder, then onto his neck.
And what about Garrus? That snide little voice in the back of his mind demanded. Garrus, who's been watching her for years.
"You know who I thought was going to pop his carapace, if you know what I mean?"
"Joker, I don't think I've understood even half of this conversation."
Shepard kissed the back of his neck, her lips pushing hair aside.
"Garrus was trying to be her back on Omega. Just saying, you know, after Horizon, she was pretty damned cut up. Garrus wanted your head on a stake."
Now her arms encircled him, her hands touching his chest. Her hips pressed into his butt, her breasts under his shoulders. Her lips moved to the side of his neck.
"Shepard . . ."
"No," she moaned, the groan tugging at the cord that ran directly from his ears to his groin. "No, please. I'm happy. I'm a little drunk." She rested her forehead between his shoulderblades. "I don't want to think."
"We should-" she licked his earlobe, drawing the flesh in between teeth. "Ahh, hah, talk."
"We could be doing something else." She released him, stepping away. "But you always gotta go with the conscience, don't you commander?"
He spun on his heel to face her. Her face was scrunched up, almost - almost as though she was fighting back tears. She wrapped one arm around her waist and let the other dangle by her side, fist clenching.
"Yeah, Kaidan, this whole ship pretty much hated you after that."
"So is that why you've been telling me all this, Joker?"
"No, it's true. They're all after her. But, uh, Garrus has this theory about spirits or something. He thinks your Shepard's. I didn't really follow the whole thing, but he's so damned pissed with you for breaking her heart."
Re: [Fill] The Loving Kind 11/11
anonymous
March 2 2011, 21:42:01 UTC
"No," Kaidan said slowly, sitting down on the vacated settee. "I want to apologise."
Shepard's brows quirked together. "For . . . Horizon? You apologised when you came on board, I know why-"
"No," he shook his head. "For . . . for some of the things I've been thinking lately."
Now Shepard sobered, tilting her head to the side as she scrutinised him. "What do you mean?"
"I . . . I've been jealous of Tali for God's sakes. I saw you put your arm around her tonight and I almost wanted to punch her!"
Shepard's eyebrows shot up towards her hairline and she suppressed a snort of laughter. "What?" Her arms fell back to her sides and she raised a hand to hide her smile.
"And it's not just Tali," Kaidan persisted, leaning forward and resting his arms on his knees. "I think Thane and I had a pissing contest back on Agebinium. I threatened Jacob with my biotics."
"Jacob?" Shepard repeated, eyes boggling. She circled the coffee table to sit beside him. "Why Jacob? He's all cow eyed over Miranda."
"Well I'm not sure if Miranda wants to fuck you or just be you." Kaidan couldn't help but grin as Shepard shifted in her seat. He leaned closer. "But Jack swears blind you were sniffing around her bunk, her words, not mine."
Shepard pursed her lips and looked down, so she didn't see his arm snaking towards her until it was too late and he was pulling her onto his lap. She laughed, steadying herself on his shoulders. "Kaidan!"
"I mean it. I've been so jealous lately I couldn't focus. Even Kasumi seemed like a threat and I've seen Jacob leaving her quarters looking violated."
Shepard leaned closer. "What do you think she does to him? I think Samara knows but isn't saying . . . "
"Listen to me," Kaidan said softly, guiding her away from the titbit of gossip. "I'm sorry for being so jealous." He let his hands drop to her hips and she bit her bottom lip. He couldn't resist a gentle brush of his tongue over the captured skin.
"I don't encourage it," she whispered against his mouth. He could just see her cheeks colouring.
"No, don't apologise." He kissed her jaw. Her hands fell to his hips and she rocked forwards experimentally. "You love them. They love you back."
"I love you."
His next words were swallowed by her kiss, the half formed argument fell away beside his shirt. "And I"
Her overalls, over the bed.
"Love you"
The pillows bounced off to land on the deck, the mattress foam absorbing their impact.
"But I don't"
The shoes last, thrown in a hurried arc over to the ghost town fish tank.
"Deserve you."
A full kiss, every inch of skin that could be pressed against skin, hot and smooth, curved and hard, slick and ready.
"Kaidan," Shepard gasped as they parted. "You think too damned much."
"I love you," he managed, before she enveloped him.
Re: [Fill] The Loving Kind 11/11
anonymous
March 17 2012, 19:27:01 UTC
Tension. My. Ass. Kaidan knew exactly why the turian kept inviting Shepard down to the ropes, and it wasn't to practice his damned reach.
Having done the Shep/Garrus romance too this killed me. I don’t often really laugh out loud at fics but this was just perfect.
"Bullshit. I don't want to break my knuckles on your skinny little shoulders," Zaeed retorted.
I never got Zaeed in my party, and this is the first time I’ve really cared. Love the way you write him!
or playfully flicked a grape at Garrus' carapace
Oh god, the mental images.
or blushed when Thane walked into a room.
Who could even blame her, Kaidan or not?
Yep. We're just two ex-Alliance officers, hanging out, jerking off to the same woman. Nothing wrong or creepy about that.
Joker, Kaidan decided, was going to have to die.
This is one of my favorite passages ever. EVER. I feel this needs to be my status somewhere.
Kaidan was overwhelmed with a high school urge to compare lengths.
Really, Kaidan, really? God, you’re ridiculous. And I love you.
"Yep. Well you probably know how it is with Miranda. Doesn't matter how it ended, you still feel . . . protective, you know?"
Oh god, all but threaten him. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? And why is it so attractive?
'Forgot you were an L2'
Oh shut up, you sanctimonious little clone.
I know a lot of people who would have liked the option to say that to Miranda. It’s funny imagining it out of Kaidan’s mouth, even if he never actually said it.
Ahaha, look up the word Siha. Amazing.
Thane nodded. "Your body would seek greater knowledge, even though your rules tell you otherwise. I understand."
Eee, more of Kaidan and Thane interacting! I just adore them both, and like I said before, the way you write them together is incredibly interesting.
Oh damn, Thane calling Kaidan his competition? Glorious. Kaidan’s response was delicious too.
"Joker, I don't think I've understood even half of this conversation."
Nor would you want to Kaidan. Nor would you want to.
Shep and Kaidan’s last conversation was SO DAMN CUTE. And sweet and urg. I love how easily they fit together; you do a lovely job with them. Garrus is right, they do seem meant to be, especially the way you write them. I love jealousy fics and this is one of the better one’s I’ve seen in a while, so thanks!
"Joker, what? What the hell?"
"I was just wondering!"
"Come on."
"Tali does."
"Joker!"
Shepard laughed so much that her uncut ale splurted from her nose. She howled in pain, coughing and choking back her laughter. She doubled over, helpless, and slid from her chair to the deck. She landed with a thump and Kaidan wheezed, slumping over the table and his cards. Of everyone present in the Skyllian five ring, only Tali maintained enough control to whack Shepard between the shoulder blades.
"So then!" Ken shouted over the rasping of his crewmates, "the krogan wipes his mouth, returns to his desk. Now the bugger's shaking all over, right, he's never heard anything like this. 'What do you call it?' he asks. The batarian just spreads his hands and goes 'We call it - the Council'!"
Those who had managed to suck in enough air to remain functional lost it with the punchline, and for five minutes Shepard's cabin was home to helpless bodies writhing in the throes of hilarity. By the time Kaidan had himself under control, his ribs ached and his cheeks were on fire from smiling.
"You should have been a comedian," Kasumi announced, reaching for her glass of wine. For the night, Kasumi had chosen to wear her hair down and it fell forwards as she lifted the glass, the strands brushing the back of her hand. Kaidan found himself fascinated as she flicked it back over her shoulder with a twist of her head.
"Don't give him delusions of grandeur," Gabby said. "That joke's ancient."
"I know you think I'm funny." Ken looped an arm around Gabby's shoulders and drew her closer for a sloppy kiss on the cheek. She squirmed, going bright red, much to Shepard's amusement. Ken released his fellow engineer with a wet smacking of lips.
"Now you're just showing off," Garrus mused, and Kasumi saluted him with her glass.
"Some of us are alone, lost and bitter," she agreed, sipping her wine with her pinky finger arched in the air.
"Aww," Shepard climbed back into her seat and folded her terrible hand - something Kaidan had been waiting for ever since her saw her cock her head to the side and cast a sidelong glance at Garrus as if she was checking her squaddie's load out. Taking Kasumi's cue, she took another drink as well, then wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Not all of us are bitter," she said, elbowing Tali in the ribs.
"What? Oh, no, no," Tali's speaker flashed and she ducked her head.
"Oh don't lie," Shepard poked at her friend, making Tali squirm much as Gabby had done.
"Yeah, Tali," Garrus said, his tone dripping faux concern, "how is Kal'Reegar these days?"
"Fine," Tali retorted sharply.
"Just fine?" With a little sight, Shepard abandoned the table and headed into her office, returning with more dextro packs for Tali and Garrus. She held another two cans of uncut between her arms. She lingered beside Kaidan, he could almost feel the heat that radiated from her body. He reached up to take one can, surprised that it stay so cold when in contact with her skin. His fingertips skimmed her elbow and she smiled, half turning to give Garrus his drink.
"So tell me about this Kal," Kaidan said, feeling as though a silence had descended upon them. Replaying the conversation in his head, he realised that people had only been recovering from Kenny.
Was he so painfully aware of Shepard?
Shepard returned to Tali's side, draping her arm over Tali's shoulders and bowing her head to the quarian's helmet.
Judging by the rigid spine and tightly clenched fingers under a concealing enviro-suit, he wasn't the only one.
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Shepard stood, staring at the doors for a moment, the chuckles of their friends fading away as the lift motors whirred. Shepard exhaled softly, her shoulders slumping, and she tipped her head to the side before turning back to Kaidan with a curious, almost wistful expression on her face.
Kaidan smiled, and headed back into her cabin as his heart started to pound, hard against his chest. He stooped to pick up a few discarded bottles and set them in the crate. He could feel her approaching him, hear her boots on the deck, feel the pressure of the air, the build of static.
A delicate hand reached around to his wrist, her skin contrasting against his, her hands a little rough from guns and atmosphere.
"Hey," she said, her words a breath of air against his neck.
Kaidan closed his eyes, standing straight in every sense of the word.
The hand trailed up his arm, fingertips resting in the crook of his elbow. Another hand brushed his shoulder, feather light and warm. Those fingers danced over to his other shoulder, then onto his neck.
And what about Garrus? That snide little voice in the back of his mind demanded. Garrus, who's been watching her for years.
"You know who I thought was going to pop his carapace, if you know what I mean?"
"Joker, I don't think I've understood even half of this conversation."
Shepard kissed the back of his neck, her lips pushing hair aside.
"Garrus was trying to be her back on Omega. Just saying, you know, after Horizon, she was pretty damned cut up. Garrus wanted your head on a stake."
Now her arms encircled him, her hands touching his chest. Her hips pressed into his butt, her breasts under his shoulders. Her lips moved to the side of his neck.
"Shepard . . ."
"No," she moaned, the groan tugging at the cord that ran directly from his ears to his groin. "No, please. I'm happy. I'm a little drunk." She rested her forehead between his shoulderblades. "I don't want to think."
"We should-" she licked his earlobe, drawing the flesh in between teeth. "Ahh, hah, talk."
"We could be doing something else." She released him, stepping away. "But you always gotta go with the conscience, don't you commander?"
He spun on his heel to face her. Her face was scrunched up, almost - almost as though she was fighting back tears. She wrapped one arm around her waist and let the other dangle by her side, fist clenching.
"Yeah, Kaidan, this whole ship pretty much hated you after that."
"So is that why you've been telling me all this, Joker?"
"No, it's true. They're all after her. But, uh, Garrus has this theory about spirits or something. He thinks your Shepard's. I didn't really follow the whole thing, but he's so damned pissed with you for breaking her heart."
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"No," Kaidan said slowly, sitting down on the vacated settee. "I want to apologise."
Shepard's brows quirked together. "For . . . Horizon? You apologised when you came on board, I know why-"
"No," he shook his head. "For . . . for some of the things I've been thinking lately."
Now Shepard sobered, tilting her head to the side as she scrutinised him. "What do you mean?"
"I . . . I've been jealous of Tali for God's sakes. I saw you put your arm around her tonight and I almost wanted to punch her!"
Shepard's eyebrows shot up towards her hairline and she suppressed a snort of laughter. "What?" Her arms fell back to her sides and she raised a hand to hide her smile.
"And it's not just Tali," Kaidan persisted, leaning forward and resting his arms on his knees. "I think Thane and I had a pissing contest back on Agebinium. I threatened Jacob with my biotics."
"Jacob?" Shepard repeated, eyes boggling. She circled the coffee table to sit beside him. "Why Jacob? He's all cow eyed over Miranda."
"Well I'm not sure if Miranda wants to fuck you or just be you." Kaidan couldn't help but grin as Shepard shifted in her seat. He leaned closer. "But Jack swears blind you were sniffing around her bunk, her words, not mine."
Shepard pursed her lips and looked down, so she didn't see his arm snaking towards her until it was too late and he was pulling her onto his lap. She laughed, steadying herself on his shoulders. "Kaidan!"
"I mean it. I've been so jealous lately I couldn't focus. Even Kasumi seemed like a threat and I've seen Jacob leaving her quarters looking violated."
Shepard leaned closer. "What do you think she does to him? I think Samara knows but isn't saying . . . "
"Listen to me," Kaidan said softly, guiding her away from the titbit of gossip. "I'm sorry for being so jealous." He let his hands drop to her hips and she bit her bottom lip. He couldn't resist a gentle brush of his tongue over the captured skin.
"I don't encourage it," she whispered against his mouth. He could just see her cheeks colouring.
"No, don't apologise." He kissed her jaw. Her hands fell to his hips and she rocked forwards experimentally. "You love them. They love you back."
"I love you."
His next words were swallowed by her kiss, the half formed argument fell away beside his shirt. "And I"
Her overalls, over the bed.
"Love you"
The pillows bounced off to land on the deck, the mattress foam absorbing their impact.
"But I don't"
The shoes last, thrown in a hurried arc over to the ghost town fish tank.
"Deserve you."
A full kiss, every inch of skin that could be pressed against skin, hot and smooth, curved and hard, slick and ready.
"Kaidan," Shepard gasped as they parted. "You think too damned much."
"I love you," he managed, before she enveloped him.
They'd be jealous tomorrow morning.
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THIS IS WONDERFUL! They finally made up! He realized that - while hilarious - jealousy wasn't helping him! Garrus's theory on spirits~ <3
Well done, authoranon. Well done.
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I freaking loved it! This is the Shepard Kaidan fic that I have been looking for! I salute you author!anon fro this made me giggle like a schoolgirl.
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Having done the Shep/Garrus romance too this killed me. I don’t often really laugh out loud at fics but this was just perfect.
"Bullshit. I don't want to break my knuckles on your skinny little shoulders," Zaeed retorted.
I never got Zaeed in my party, and this is the first time I’ve really cared. Love the way you write him!
or playfully flicked a grape at Garrus' carapace
Oh god, the mental images.
or blushed when Thane walked into a room.
Who could even blame her, Kaidan or not?
Yep. We're just two ex-Alliance officers, hanging out, jerking off to the same woman. Nothing wrong or creepy about that.
Joker, Kaidan decided, was going to have to die.
This is one of my favorite passages ever. EVER. I feel this needs to be my status somewhere.
Kaidan was overwhelmed with a high school urge to compare lengths.
Really, Kaidan, really? God, you’re ridiculous. And I love you.
"Yep. Well you probably know how it is with Miranda. Doesn't matter how it ended, you still feel . . . protective, you know?"
Oh god, all but threaten him. WHAT ARE YOU DOING? And why is it so attractive?
'Forgot you were an L2'
Oh shut up, you sanctimonious little clone.
I know a lot of people who would have liked the option to say that to Miranda. It’s funny imagining it out of Kaidan’s mouth, even if he never actually said it.
Ahaha, look up the word Siha. Amazing.
Thane nodded. "Your body would seek greater knowledge, even though your rules tell you otherwise. I understand."
Eee, more of Kaidan and Thane interacting! I just adore them both, and like I said before, the way you write them together is incredibly interesting.
Oh damn, Thane calling Kaidan his competition? Glorious. Kaidan’s response was delicious too.
"Joker, I don't think I've understood even half of this conversation."
Nor would you want to Kaidan. Nor would you want to.
Shep and Kaidan’s last conversation was SO DAMN CUTE. And sweet and urg. I love how easily they fit together; you do a lovely job with them. Garrus is right, they do seem meant to be, especially the way you write them. I love jealousy fics and this is one of the better one’s I’ve seen in a while, so thanks!
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