Insanity Round
How is this different from the official challenges? These are drabbles only. Also, you will be posting your replies to this post instead of to the community.
So read the prompts, write a story, submit a prompt! But most of all, have fun!
( RULES )
So read the prompts, write a story, submit a prompt! But most of all, have fun!
( RULES )
"A little more privacy," she said with a grimace. "No reason to put on a show for the overly curious."
He followed her into the captain's quarters, hesitant, but undeniably curious. It was dimly lit and more spacious than he had anticipated. Even the bed seemed luxuriously large. Enough for two people, was his immediate thought which he tried to not think about as Shepard gestured him over, hands on the desk chair, smiling. Kaidan felt a strange sensation in the pit of his stomach that had nothing to do with being nervous about someone else cleaning his headjack.
He handed her the kit and sat down. She started a running monologue about the mission, no doubt designed to keep him thinking about anything other than what she was doing, but Kaidan had a hard time concentrating as her fingers combed through his hair, smoothing the fringes away from the open port. One hand rested on his shoulder, and the other... Goosebumps rippled over his skin when she gently touched the socket with the cleaning tool.
"Already ejected your amp?"
"Yeah. It's soaking in a cleaning solution in my locker."
"Good call." She was quiet a moment. Kaidan felt the cool strokes of the cleaning tool like water trickling down his spine. He repressed a shiver.
"Yep, you were right," Shepard said, interrupting herself. "You did somehow manage to get creeper gunk in there."
"Next time I won't open my visor."
She chuckled.
A few more swipes of the cleaning solution, a quick squirt inside the jack itself -- which was always the worst part -- and he was done. Even after sixteen years of doing it, he never could hold back the gasp of shock as his nerves fired off all the way down his spine in response. The sensation was difficult to identify - something between hitting your funny bone and an odd sort of tingling pleasure. Mostly though, it was just weird. Shepard held a cloth to the back of his head to catch the excess moisture and then it was over.
It was oddly quiet in the room. Shepard's hand was lingering on the back of his neck for some reason. Probably catching the last couple of drips. He cleared his throat. It felt difficult to speak for some reason. "Yeah. I, uh, really appreciate this, Commander."
Her hand left the back of his neck, leaving it oddly cold. "Biotics gotta stick together, right?"
He nodded. "And, Shepard?"
She raised an eyebrow at the informality, but her smile encouraged him to continue, so he did. "If you ever need, uh, the same help. Let me know."
Something flickered across her face, was that... a blush? Must be the dim lighting.
"Thank you, Kaidan. I will."
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good grief, that wasn't a drabble, it was a novel.
+ Garrus/Tali, after the end
+ femShep/Jacob, salvage
+ A prayer for the lost
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