FemShep/Garrus - Pollen of Opportunity 03
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January 30 2015, 03:56:40 UTC
Apparently he took a second too long in his observations.
“Get your bony ass over here and fuck me,” Shepard ordered.
Ah, there it was. The fire in her voice, how she didn't only demand, but simply expected people to fall in line, and they did. It would drive a lesser turian mad.
“Yes, mam,” he rumbled and got up on his feet, quickly reclaiming her body, his long arms wrapping around her as he pressed into her, having her recline onto the surface of his terminal. He would never be able to stand here with his calibrations again without getting hard, he just knew it.
Somehow she managed to get her hand wriggled down between their bodies. Garrus groaned deeply when those thin fingers wrapped around him. He couldn't help but buck up in her grasp.
“Oh f...” Shepard mumbled so low he almost didn't hear it. She was biting her lower lip and looking down between them. The hunger in her eyes was like a tangible thing and he realized the sight of his dick had put it there.
“You want it, don't you?” he rumbled neck to her ear. He could actually feel how she trembled beneath him.
“Yes,” she gasped. “Yes, oh God...”
The sound of her need made him groan again. Following her guidance he had to hold his breath and close his eyes to not loose it when they at last touched each other. He was slipping in their combining fluids, despite her grip around him.
A high pitched moaned filled his ear and he pushed down over her just to get to hear it again. His muscles were shivering, his arms trembling where they held him up over her, as he tried to control himself from simply pounding into her. He had to way of knowing how she'd be able to receive him, but he planned on finding out.
Tilting his hips to get the tip of his blood filled limb to catch in her folds he carefully thrust forward.
“Mmm,” she squeaked, her arms wrapping around him, her silly little nails scraping down his back plates.
“Oh fuck, Shepard,” he ground out as he penetrated her an inch deeper. She was so tight, so hot, so smooth. The terminal whined when his claws damaged its surface. Heavy, deep breaths slowly quickening as he slipped further and further.
“Fuck, Garrus!” Shepard cried next to his head. “Stop teasing me!”
“I don't want to... to hurt you,” he panted.
That's when she dug her nails into the gaps just beneath his ribs and the harsh thrust into her was entirely unintentional. She had found his weak-spots.
“Ah!” she exclaimed.
Garrus was well on his way to pull out in a hurry.
“I'm sorry,” he said, hoping he hadn't hurt her too badly.
“Stop acting like I...” Shepard grabbed his head in her hands and pierced him with a stern look, full of determination and heat. “I'm Commander fucking Shepard. Your dick is not going to break me.” She forced his lips onto hers in a rough and passionate kiss before he had the time to answer and rolled her hips, making him hilt inside of her. Garrus moaned into her mouth. “Now fuck me like a proper man.”
How could he disobey a direct order?
She showed just how observant she had been earlier when she gripped his waist while licking and nibbling his neck with her blunt teeth. Garrus had trouble understanding how she had the capacity to take notes in the middle of the wonderful feeling inside of her. He slammed into her again and again, his ridges rubbing over the uneven walls they found. He gripped her tight, his claws biting into the flesh of her shoulders, as he buried his face in her neck. Licking the salty skin in a try to reciprocate as he fucked her.
“Get your bony ass over here and fuck me,” Shepard ordered.
Ah, there it was. The fire in her voice, how she didn't only demand, but simply expected people to fall in line, and they did. It would drive a lesser turian mad.
“Yes, mam,” he rumbled and got up on his feet, quickly reclaiming her body, his long arms wrapping around her as he pressed into her, having her recline onto the surface of his terminal. He would never be able to stand here with his calibrations again without getting hard, he just knew it.
Somehow she managed to get her hand wriggled down between their bodies. Garrus groaned deeply when those thin fingers wrapped around him. He couldn't help but buck up in her grasp.
“Oh f...” Shepard mumbled so low he almost didn't hear it. She was biting her lower lip and looking down between them. The hunger in her eyes was like a tangible thing and he realized the sight of his dick had put it there.
“You want it, don't you?” he rumbled neck to her ear. He could actually feel how she trembled beneath him.
“Yes,” she gasped. “Yes, oh God...”
The sound of her need made him groan again. Following her guidance he had to hold his breath and close his eyes to not loose it when they at last touched each other. He was slipping in their combining fluids, despite her grip around him.
A high pitched moaned filled his ear and he pushed down over her just to get to hear it again. His muscles were shivering, his arms trembling where they held him up over her, as he tried to control himself from simply pounding into her. He had to way of knowing how she'd be able to receive him, but he planned on finding out.
Tilting his hips to get the tip of his blood filled limb to catch in her folds he carefully thrust forward.
“Mmm,” she squeaked, her arms wrapping around him, her silly little nails scraping down his back plates.
“Oh fuck, Shepard,” he ground out as he penetrated her an inch deeper. She was so tight, so hot, so smooth. The terminal whined when his claws damaged its surface. Heavy, deep breaths slowly quickening as he slipped further and further.
“Fuck, Garrus!” Shepard cried next to his head. “Stop teasing me!”
“I don't want to... to hurt you,” he panted.
That's when she dug her nails into the gaps just beneath his ribs and the harsh thrust into her was entirely unintentional. She had found his weak-spots.
“Ah!” she exclaimed.
Garrus was well on his way to pull out in a hurry.
“I'm sorry,” he said, hoping he hadn't hurt her too badly.
“Stop acting like I...” Shepard grabbed his head in her hands and pierced him with a stern look, full of determination and heat. “I'm Commander fucking Shepard. Your dick is not going to break me.” She forced his lips onto hers in a rough and passionate kiss before he had the time to answer and rolled her hips, making him hilt inside of her. Garrus moaned into her mouth. “Now fuck me like a proper man.”
How could he disobey a direct order?
She showed just how observant she had been earlier when she gripped his waist while licking and nibbling his neck with her blunt teeth. Garrus had trouble understanding how she had the capacity to take notes in the middle of the wonderful feeling inside of her. He slammed into her again and again, his ridges rubbing over the uneven walls they found. He gripped her tight, his claws biting into the flesh of her shoulders, as he buried his face in her neck. Licking the salty skin in a try to reciprocate as he fucked her.
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