FILL: Try It With You (1/2)
anonymous
June 18 2011, 23:37:36 UTC
“Shepard… wait.”
She is so fucking relieved to hear him say that, in a tone of voice that echoes perfectly the raw dread in her own gut, that she wants to kiss him for having come to the same conclusion as her. She sits back and he sits ups and it’s only once he’s levering himself up on one elbow that she feels the shake his shoulders and realizes just how badly this venture has failed. She reaches out and touches his face, fingers tracking alien bone structure in the dark, the hard curve of his facial plating, the flat region of nose and mouth, the bony shape of his mandibles twitching nervously in the dark. Her relief is suddenly, sickeningly tempered by the realization that they have just come to rather significant impasse
( ... )
FILL: Try It With You (2/2)
anonymous
June 18 2011, 23:42:08 UTC
Thinking about it now, Shepard wonders if a naked human is actually disturbing. No plating, no armor, no fringe - she wondered if she looked like some kind of deformed… thing to him. He’d visibly balked at the sight of her out of her clothes. Suddenly all the banter, the flirting, and mutual trust in the world couldn’t overcome the facts: that she was in this body and he was in that body and these bodies didn’t like each other
( ... )
Re: FILL: Try It With You (2/2)
anonymous
October 14 2011, 03:01:56 UTC
I was scared a bit at first. I want them to work so bad! But this was actually kind of brilliant. It was well-written and very refreshing. I feel like if Shep and Garrus really didn't work sexually, I'd still want them to be together. Major kudos to you, my friend.
Re: FILL: Try It With You (2/2)
anonymous
July 13 2017, 22:57:08 UTC
Yaaay. I love fics like this where aliens are allowed to be alien and not in a sexy way. I mean there's absolutely zero reason that we should have compatible equipment or gender structures or even find each other sexy. But that's not the be-all end-all to a relationship, and that's great to see her. :D
She is so fucking relieved to hear him say that, in a tone of voice that echoes perfectly the raw dread in her own gut, that she wants to kiss him for having come to the same conclusion as her. She sits back and he sits ups and it’s only once he’s levering himself up on one elbow that she feels the shake his shoulders and realizes just how badly this venture has failed. She reaches out and touches his face, fingers tracking alien bone structure in the dark, the hard curve of his facial plating, the flat region of nose and mouth, the bony shape of his mandibles twitching nervously in the dark. Her relief is suddenly, sickeningly tempered by the realization that they have just come to rather significant impasse ( ... )
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