Delicious Directive - 02.4 The Sassy
anonymous
November 22 2014, 22:09:01 UTC
I'd say Shepard must have been a bit confounded, yes.
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He landed hard, her back bouncing against the bed, his hands clenched in her shoulders. The momentum brought them up from the covers and Serena turned her torso in a try to get the upper hand. Together they tumbled over the edge of the bed, the woman ending up on top of him. But she didn't remain there, using the force to roll away and get to her feet. Without catching his breath from the fall Garrus followed her example. He barely had time to find his bearings before she was on him.
The growl rumbling out of his chest was ferocious, the feeling of her dense muscles pressed against his body turning up the heat in his gut. The next couple of minutes he let his mind go blank as he answered to his body's instincts. Pulling her in, pushing her away, digging his claws into her scales as they both worked for a shot at each others neck. Teeth bared and mandibles spread. The vibrations of her lower harmonics drove him wild. They called for him, begged him to be close, to touch her, to take her.
He was only dimly aware of how Shepard's eyes had widened in shock and was halfway out of the bed to separate them, when he finally got a grip on one of Serena's arms, spinning her around and slamming her up against a wall. Pressing against her elbow and pinning her to the surface with the weight of his body Garrus grabbed her right knee, forcing it up next to her. He held her there, her body squirming against his hold.
“Enough,” he growled, low and threatening, diving in to the soft hide on the side of her neck, biting down, his teeth inches from her pulse point.
Her body froze in an instant and he used the opportunity to find the right spot between her legs and slammed in to her in one hard thrust. Serena cried out in pleasure, the sound wrapping around his much lower grunt of satisfaction in the air surrounding them.
Gradually increasing the speed with which he pumped in and out of her, Garrus licked the indentations of his teeth in her neck, following the tendon up and behind the back of her mandible. He nipped the ede of it between plated lips as he gloried in the feeling inside her. He had almost forgotten how it felt to be with a turian woman. The ridges within her grinding perfectly against his own, snagging and releasing, each time sending jolts of pleasure to his groin and out through his body.
Her voice was begging him to increase the tempo, so he did, releasing her knee and wrist to place his hands on her hips. His claws dug into her skin as he helped her to thrust back against him. Looking down he saw himself disappear inside her, only to emerge, wet with her juices. The erotic sight distracted him enough for her to buck back at him with her whole body. Sending them both tumbling down to the floor again.
She slipped off him in the fall and there was a short shuffling as they battled for dominance. But the woman didn't have much to put up against a fully trained war hero. He pinned her easily beneath him, his hands around her wrists stuck to the floor, one knee keeping one of her legs out of the way with strong muscles. She bucked, trying to throw him off, not leading to much more than him growling in her face, piercing her with his eyes. Yield, his harmonics sang to her.
Serena let out a desperate keen that turned him on fire. Garrus felt like his skin was sparking all over and he had to have her again, the need in him too strong to resist. Just as their lips crashed together, their mandibles interlocking and caressing the sensitive skin there, he slipped between her legs and forced them apart, his knees widely spread on the floor. Easily finding her opening he drove into her again. The loud moan that followed telling everyone who would listen just how good she felt.
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He landed hard, her back bouncing against the bed, his hands clenched in her shoulders. The momentum brought them up from the covers and Serena turned her torso in a try to get the upper hand. Together they tumbled over the edge of the bed, the woman ending up on top of him. But she didn't remain there, using the force to roll away and get to her feet. Without catching his breath from the fall Garrus followed her example. He barely had time to find his bearings before she was on him.
The growl rumbling out of his chest was ferocious, the feeling of her dense muscles pressed against his body turning up the heat in his gut. The next couple of minutes he let his mind go blank as he answered to his body's instincts. Pulling her in, pushing her away, digging his claws into her scales as they both worked for a shot at each others neck. Teeth bared and mandibles spread. The vibrations of her lower harmonics drove him wild. They called for him, begged him to be close, to touch her, to take her.
He was only dimly aware of how Shepard's eyes had widened in shock and was halfway out of the bed to separate them, when he finally got a grip on one of Serena's arms, spinning her around and slamming her up against a wall. Pressing against her elbow and pinning her to the surface with the weight of his body Garrus grabbed her right knee, forcing it up next to her. He held her there, her body squirming against his hold.
“Enough,” he growled, low and threatening, diving in to the soft hide on the side of her neck, biting down, his teeth inches from her pulse point.
Her body froze in an instant and he used the opportunity to find the right spot between her legs and slammed in to her in one hard thrust. Serena cried out in pleasure, the sound wrapping around his much lower grunt of satisfaction in the air surrounding them.
Gradually increasing the speed with which he pumped in and out of her, Garrus licked the indentations of his teeth in her neck, following the tendon up and behind the back of her mandible. He nipped the ede of it between plated lips as he gloried in the feeling inside her. He had almost forgotten how it felt to be with a turian woman. The ridges within her grinding perfectly against his own, snagging and releasing, each time sending jolts of pleasure to his groin and out through his body.
Her voice was begging him to increase the tempo, so he did, releasing her knee and wrist to place his hands on her hips. His claws dug into her skin as he helped her to thrust back against him. Looking down he saw himself disappear inside her, only to emerge, wet with her juices. The erotic sight distracted him enough for her to buck back at him with her whole body. Sending them both tumbling down to the floor again.
She slipped off him in the fall and there was a short shuffling as they battled for dominance. But the woman didn't have much to put up against a fully trained war hero. He pinned her easily beneath him, his hands around her wrists stuck to the floor, one knee keeping one of her legs out of the way with strong muscles. She bucked, trying to throw him off, not leading to much more than him growling in her face, piercing her with his eyes. Yield, his harmonics sang to her.
Serena let out a desperate keen that turned him on fire. Garrus felt like his skin was sparking all over and he had to have her again, the need in him too strong to resist. Just as their lips crashed together, their mandibles interlocking and caressing the sensitive skin there, he slipped between her legs and forced them apart, his knees widely spread on the floor. Easily finding her opening he drove into her again. The loud moan that followed telling everyone who would listen just how good she felt.
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