FemShep/Thane - Behind the Shower Curtain 05
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June 18 2014, 16:15:57 UTC
I really need to go over the whole fic before I post it on fanfic or archiveofourown <.< Tempus, gha! I've never had problem with it before. I don't know why it's giving me so much trouble now.
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“The Commander?” I imagined an embarrassed expression enter the first crewman's face.
“Yeah, the Commander, who you think I was talking about?” Masani growled in his usual disgruntled voice. “That woman, she has everything you could ever ask for. She knows how to handle a gun, has a temper not to be played with, legs for days and have you seen the way she fills up that armor?” There was a noise of approval coming out of his shower stall.
The color on Shepard's face intensified. The smirk on my lips didn't waver as I moved out of her slightly. A surprised gasp escaped her. I had to agree with the old man. Shepard was a sight to behold both on the battlefield and in bed, or in the shower, as it were.
Somehow the risk of getting caught intensified the excitement inside me. I placed one of my hands back on her mouth, pressing slightly, to make sure she kept quiet. I wanted to know how far I could push this.
“Quiet,” I mouthed as I pushed into her again. She wriggled her hips slightly, enjoying my administrations. I regulated my thrusts, watching the water rippling in small tendrils at our hips where our bodies met. Only the slightest of sounds could be heard as I drove deep into her softness, over and over again. Our pants were drowned out in the sound of the falling water. No one should be able to hear this, except maybe Vakarian with his predator ears in the adjoining stall. But he already knew in any case and deep down I was delighted in flaunting, however discretely, that I had this beautiful woman with me in this intimate setting. Not that I would ever voice those thoughts aloud.
“Yeah,” the second crew man agreed. “I'd love to see what's hidden underneath all that armor one day.”
Masani scoffed.
“That's right, Vakarian, you were on the first Normandy, weren't you?” he asked. There was a pause were they waited for the turian to answer. When he didn't Masani continued: “Vakarian?”
A pair of slipping talons and a slapping hand against the wall next to us could be heard before the turian answered.
“Correct.” I doubted the humans were able to heard the low rumble from his second vocal cords that indicated his flummoxed excitement.
I couldn't keep my grin from my face. Shepard's eyes glowered above my hand but I distracted her by leaning in and nipping at her neck. I felt her breath push against my fingers.
“The first Normandy was a military vessel right? If I know the alliance that means you had an unisex shower?” The suggestion lay heavy in his voice.
“The turian didn't answer for a while, but then he relented, finally giving in to this conversation.
“What are you getting at, old man?”
“Oh come on, Vakarian,” the mercenary gruffed. “Share with the class. You must have seen Shepard naked. You two never got frisky under the shower heads?”
Shepard scowled for a moment, like the thought was offending somehow. I, myself couldn't deny how I waited to hear the answer. There was a part deep within me that I didn't often acknowledge, it wanted to make me jealous of the thought that my Siha had been with anyone else. Even though I was under no illusion that she had been a fair maiden virgin before she met me. It was a natural response, I supposed, and it made me drive into her a little faster, a little harder, staking my claim to her body. She noticed my change of pace and her fingers dug into my shoulders, her eyes closing.
“I'm not,” there was a finality to his words and yet he continued. “I get that she has what you consider for your beauty standards and Spirits knows she's a great commander and close friend. But humans just doesn't do it for me.”
I had never doubted Shepard's affections for me. She had never given me any reason to make me jealous of any of the crew, and yet it made me glad to hear this.
“Bah!” Masani scoffed. “You're boring!”
The woman of the topic in question tilted her hips, and the new angle hit a sweet spot deep within me. I had to bite down on the rumbling puff of air that wanted to escape my lungs. On the other side of the wall next to us we could hear a turian huff. He was obviously getting how I was doing this on purpose to tease him.
“Maybe you should ask Krios rather than me? He's actually been with the Commander.” There was no mistaking that he was aiming his taunting tone towards myself.
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“The Commander?” I imagined an embarrassed expression enter the first crewman's face.
“Yeah, the Commander, who you think I was talking about?” Masani growled in his usual disgruntled voice. “That woman, she has everything you could ever ask for. She knows how to handle a gun, has a temper not to be played with, legs for days and have you seen the way she fills up that armor?” There was a noise of approval coming out of his shower stall.
The color on Shepard's face intensified. The smirk on my lips didn't waver as I moved out of her slightly. A surprised gasp escaped her. I had to agree with the old man. Shepard was a sight to behold both on the battlefield and in bed, or in the shower, as it were.
Somehow the risk of getting caught intensified the excitement inside me. I placed one of my hands back on her mouth, pressing slightly, to make sure she kept quiet. I wanted to know how far I could push this.
“Quiet,” I mouthed as I pushed into her again. She wriggled her hips slightly, enjoying my administrations. I regulated my thrusts, watching the water rippling in small tendrils at our hips where our bodies met. Only the slightest of sounds could be heard as I drove deep into her softness, over and over again. Our pants were drowned out in the sound of the falling water. No one should be able to hear this, except maybe Vakarian with his predator ears in the adjoining stall. But he already knew in any case and deep down I was delighted in flaunting, however discretely, that I had this beautiful woman with me in this intimate setting. Not that I would ever voice those thoughts aloud.
“Yeah,” the second crew man agreed. “I'd love to see what's hidden underneath all that armor one day.”
Masani scoffed.
“That's right, Vakarian, you were on the first Normandy, weren't you?” he asked. There was a pause were they waited for the turian to answer. When he didn't Masani continued: “Vakarian?”
A pair of slipping talons and a slapping hand against the wall next to us could be heard before the turian answered.
“Correct.” I doubted the humans were able to heard the low rumble from his second vocal cords that indicated his flummoxed excitement.
I couldn't keep my grin from my face. Shepard's eyes glowered above my hand but I distracted her by leaning in and nipping at her neck. I felt her breath push against my fingers.
“The first Normandy was a military vessel right? If I know the alliance that means you had an unisex shower?” The suggestion lay heavy in his voice.
“The turian didn't answer for a while, but then he relented, finally giving in to this conversation.
“What are you getting at, old man?”
“Oh come on, Vakarian,” the mercenary gruffed. “Share with the class. You must have seen Shepard naked. You two never got frisky under the shower heads?”
Shepard scowled for a moment, like the thought was offending somehow. I, myself couldn't deny how I waited to hear the answer. There was a part deep within me that I didn't often acknowledge, it wanted to make me jealous of the thought that my Siha had been with anyone else. Even though I was under no illusion that she had been a fair maiden virgin before she met me. It was a natural response, I supposed, and it made me drive into her a little faster, a little harder, staking my claim to her body. She noticed my change of pace and her fingers dug into my shoulders, her eyes closing.
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“I don't know if you've noticed,” Vakarian said. “But Shepard's human.”
“So what?”
“I'm not,” there was a finality to his words and yet he continued. “I get that she has what you consider for your beauty standards and Spirits knows she's a great commander and close friend. But humans just doesn't do it for me.”
I had never doubted Shepard's affections for me. She had never given me any reason to make me jealous of any of the crew, and yet it made me glad to hear this.
“Bah!” Masani scoffed. “You're boring!”
The woman of the topic in question tilted her hips, and the new angle hit a sweet spot deep within me. I had to bite down on the rumbling puff of air that wanted to escape my lungs. On the other side of the wall next to us we could hear a turian huff. He was obviously getting how I was doing this on purpose to tease him.
“Maybe you should ask Krios rather than me? He's actually been with the Commander.” There was no mistaking that he was aiming his taunting tone towards myself.
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