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Shepard rested her head on her lover's chest, her eyes drifting close in content as she lay there. He was awake stroking her back lightly with his talons, his chin rested on top of her head. She smiled slightly as she heard him purr.
"So, when do you see Udina?" he asked, breaking the silence in the room.
She stiffened against him, her eyes narrowing at that name. I hated that man with a passion and he had to bring him up while we were in bed. Shepard thought with a glower. "You know, you just killed any chances of you having sex today by bringing up his name in bed!" She grumbled, scowling up at him.
"Really," he drawled, his claw digging in my skin slightly, just enough to puncture, but not enough to do major damage. She arched her back groaning, as a shiver of pleasure racing through her body. His other hand cupped her chin forcing her face up to his, "You were saying?" he mocked, his leathery tongue darting out, licking her lips until they opened. Their tongues tangled and danced until she grasped it between her teeth lightly and then sucked on it. He growled, his claws digging deeper into my skin.
She felt his plates shift against her leg but not open yet, with one hand she found the soft seam of the plates that hid him from view. Her nimble fingers coaxing them open more. He shuddered beneath her, his one hand finding her center, flicking her nub with his talon until he had her moaning against his neck.
He watched the human as he pleasured her, wondering how this had happened. For three months now they have been lovers. There was respect, lust, friendship between, but nothing more. She was human and he was a Turian, together the learned how to pleasure each other, where sensitive spots were. She was the first human he had ever bedded.
His finger slipped inside of her, she gazed at him with passion filled eyes. With each stroke of her hand on his hardened flesh was becoming harder for him to think.
His first time with her had started off as awkward, embarrassing and then she had changed that with her wise cracks and straight forward attitude. What had started out as a mess had turned into one of the best learning experiences that he has had the pleasure of.
"Will you quit teasing me and shove yourself inside of me!" she panted, her demanded sounding more like a plea.
"Not yet…" he trailed off, moving his position lower on her body, letting his tongue replace his fingers. The first time he had tried this was with an Asari and he hadn't enjoyed it. Though with her he enjoyed her reactions, he loved watching her come apart for him.
He let his tongue slip inside of her and she screamed, her hips bucking beneath his one hand that held her hips still. His eyes widened, he hadn’t thought she was that close to finding release but he didn't care. He moved quickly, sheathing himself deep within his with one savage thrust.
He had always thought because humans were soft you had to be extra careful of them, but she proved him wrong or maybe it was just her. He didn’t have to hold back with her, he could treat her like another Turian female. He pounded into her, feeling her muscles clamp around him like a vice as she found her release once again.
He spread her legs apart wide so he could burry himself deeper within her. He let his instincts ride him as he sunk his sharp teeth into her shoulder just before finding his release. She orgasm once more as he released deep within her milking him. Humans were so different than Turian, once a female Turian orgasms shortly after they were finished for the night. Yet this human here could go multiply times without a problem and still look for more later in the night.
"Man, I love a good wake up call," she smirked, her eye lids heavy as she lay there sated. Chellick chuckled, flopping down beside her, sated for now.
He scowled as her omni-tool went off indicating that a message was sent to her. "How much you want bet that it's Captain Anderson?" she grinned, waiting to see if he would take her up on the bet.
"And what's the stakes?" Challick asked with a raised brow ridge.
"If I win, you're making the breakfast this morning, if you win, I'll cook." She smirked as he groaned.
"Not a chance, try something else, because you're not cooking again," he smirked as she glared at him. "How about whoever loses buys dinner tonight?"
"You're on," she grinned, opening the message. Chellick watched as she read the missive her eyes narrowing. "It was Captain Anderson, Udina and him wish to speak with me asap." she muttered.
"Asap?" Chellick looked at her confused.
"An acronym for as soon as possible, or in human term – now," She grimaced. He watched as she climbed out of the bed, her taunt muscles flowing under her silky skin. He watched as she made her way to his bathroom shaking his head.
~oooooooo~
Udina and Captain Anderson stood in the room as Shepard entered. Her eyes narrowing she spotted Udina quickly turning to undisguised disgust. Anderson tried to hide his amusement as he saw this. "You wanted me here Captain Anderson?" She commented, purposefully ignoring Udina as she moved over to Anderson.
"Yes, I'm assembling a team for the SSV Normandy. She takes her first flight in three days times. I want you on that team as my CO." Commander Anderson stated hiding his amusement when her eyes widened.
"Okay, when do we depart?" Shepard asked him trying to hide her excitement.
"O' seven hundred hours in three days time," he answered her, his voice firm and full of Command.
"Yes sir!" Shepard snapped to attention saluting smartly just before taking her leave.
"Not so fast Shepard!" Udina whining voice stopped her, he moved directly in her path so she wouldn't try and escape Captain Anderson shook his head at the stupidity of the man. Anderson knew Shepard hated Udina with a passion and wondered what she would do, and hoped wouldn't he have to intervene.
She stood there glaring at the ambassador waiting for him to speak. She crossed her arms over her chest giving Udina a withering stare. "I've been informed by the council that a Specter will be on board during The Normandy's first flight." Anderson look at Udina in shock that he was bring this up.
"Who is the Specter?" she asked, her curiosity peaked.
"Nihlus," Anderson answered her. Her eyes widened, a smirk forming on her mouth. "You know him?" he asked not surprised in the least. Shepard usually spent most of her time with aliens, she was more comfortable with them than her own kind. As she said, Turian are more forthright than humans, at least when confronted they will tell you the truth. A human will lie until he has no other choice.
"I've met him a few times," she shrugged with a grin splitting her face as we both stared at her.
She turned and left, "I'm not sure she is the best choice for this mission. I know humanity needs a hero but she spends too much of her time with the aliens if you ask me." Udina spat once Shepard was out of hearing range.
"Maybe, but people listen to her. She has what most humans or aliens don't have; a commanding presence." Anderson said with a pointed look at Udina.
"That is the only reason she is perfect for this job." He muttered. "You'll have to watch her around that Turian. I've heard that at the moment she has a Turian lover."
"That maybe to our advantage, we want her as a specter...." Anderson trailed off with a pointed look at Udina. Udina watched Captain Anderson for a moment and then nodded his head in agreement. He understood the unspoken words that Anderson had said. .
~ooooo~
Shepard walked around the Presidium planning on picking up some new weapons for this new mission. She wondered how long she would be gone from the Citadel this time and what she would do to amuse herself without her lover there.
She took a seat at a restaurant that was run by a Turian. Her and Chellick come here quite often for supper. She glanced up as someone took a seat across from her, her eyes widen as she saw Nihlus sitting there. "Doesn't the council have something for you to do?" she asked him with a smirk.
"No, there is nothing until I board the Normandy." He answered her, as he took the menu from her limp hand. "I heard you're CO on this mission, it'll be good working with you."
"Nihlus, what are you up to?" she asked with a penetrating stare that he hated. Most of the time, those penetrating gazes saw way too much. For a small woman she had the respect of a lot of high officials on the Citadel it was surprising when he found this out through Chellick. When he first met her he didn't know what to make of her. She was human, small, but she had a mind and knew how to use it. At first he couldn't see what Chellick saw in her until he joined them for supper one evening.
She hadn't spoken to him as an alien to be distrusted. She had treated him as an equal. Making him comfortable as they spoke, it was the first time that he actually enjoyed being in the presence of a human.
"Nothing Shepard, just enjoying the time off," Nihlus grinned as she gave him a disbelieving look.
"Nihlus, you don't take time off, or at least that what Chellick tells me when he's bitching about you," she grinned smugly as he glared at her. "So what can you tell me about this mission?" she asked. Nihlus watched her for a few moments not sure how much her superiors told her.
"From what I understand we are supposed to making quite a few stops basically testing out the new ship seeing what it is capable of." he answered, shrugging his shoulder hoping she didn't notice that he was holding anything back from her. One of her most annoying trait she was tenacious when she wanted an answer and didn't stop until she had her answer.
"Yeah, but that makes no sense, why would they need a specter on board, especially one of your stature? Saren is the only other specter that is more respected." She muttered, giving me a searching look.
"Look at the ship we are going to be on? Its state of the art, made by Turain and human working together. The council will want this watched closely by the best at the moment." He answered her with a pointed look.
"True, but something still doesn't sit right with this," she muttered. Nihlus rolled his eyes at her. Her other annoying trait that made it hard for a person to hide things from her, as she calls it, 'her gut feelings', usually they are never wrong. That was what saved her countless of times and other people that served with her.
"You may be right, who knows," he shrugged, trying his best for nonchalance.
"Don't give me that crap, you would know," she scowled at him.
"Commander, you know better than that," Nihlus stated in a harsh warning tone, her eyes widen for a moment before narrowing into slits that had the Turian shifting in his seat. He glanced around himself taking in the place, wondering how much it would cost for repairs if she attacked.
He narrowed his eyes challengingly, not afraid of going hand to hand with her. She had basic training, enough to hold her own for a short while, but he could take her easily. No, that wasn't his worry, it was her biotics. Now that was something scary. Most people were in contact with eezo once in their life time causing them to have biotic powers. But with Shepard she was in contact three different times, once while in her mother's womb and the other two times through the Alliance. They saw how powerful she was as she a child, at puberty she had another dose of eezo, then implanted with the L3. Before her 16th birthday they gave her another doze of eezo. With the final dose they continued her training.
When Nihlus had read her personal data he had been shocked. He has known her for a month or more and never once would he have guessed with what he read. She was named one of the most powerful biotics for a human, did her training as an adept. Was the best in her class except for hand to hand. There she failed miserably. Her marksmanship wasn't bad, though there was area of improvement needed. But she didn't need that, not with her biotic training.
"Nihlus, don't patronize me," she stated coldly, her hands starting to glow. She sat there focusing on her hands taking deep breaths relaxing herself. Her one big problem - losing of control of her biotics. There was nothing to be done about it, that was the Alliances fault for exposing to eezo so much. But Nihlus understood why they did it, she was a natural at it, she learned how to use her abilities early, surpassing others of her age and older than her.
And that was why she always had a partner in her bed, Chellick had explained that to him once when we had been out drinking, she does that to wear herself out, it seems to help her. She had peak his curiosity when Chellick told him about her biotics.
"Shepard, you know the rules, even if there is something going on, I can't say a word." Nihlus sighed shaking his head when her eyes brightened.
"Fine you win," she muttered with what human's called a pout. It was amusing to see.
"So why are you here?" Nihlus asked, trying to change the subject.
"Chellick supposed to meet me here. He lost the bet this morning so he is buying supper," she answered grinning. Her eyes shifted over his shoulder. Nihlus shoulders tensed waiting for who was behind him to make themselves known.
"Nihlus, good to see you again," Chellick greeted, taking a seat beside Shepard. Eyes around the room darted towards our table, some curious other hostile as they watched a human with two Turians
"How is it going in Csec lately?" Nihlus asked.
"It was fine, until Garrus dropped by. He doesn't like all the red tape, I don't blame him, but you have to follow the rules." Chellick muttered running a hand over the back of his head in frustration.
"I'm glad I'm a specter, makes life a lot easier." Nihlus grinned at his friend.
"Who's Garrus?" Shepard asked the two Turians
"Garrus Vakarian, he a good officer, gets results, but he's a hot head. Hates the red tape, it don't bother him to take drastic measures to get the guy he is after." Chellick grumbled tiredly.
"Hmm, interesting fellow," Shepard grinned.
"If you ever meet him the two of you will either get along famously or you'll kill him. I'm not sure which," Chellick said with a wide Turian smile, his mandible faired out showing sharp pointed teeth. Nihlus chuckled shaking his head.
"She would probably kill him," Nihlus joked
"Have you eaten today?" Chellick asked as he noticed that fatigue started to weigh heavily her.
"Nope, did some shopping for the mission, then came here. I've been talking with Nihlus and never thought of it after that," Shepard smiled lamely.
"Mission?" Chellick questioned.
"Nihlus and I are going to be on the Normandy's first run," Shepard answered him. Nihlus waved over the waiter giving him our order. Shepard leaned back in her chair tiredly, now that her body has used most of her nutrients and she needed them replenished soon.
The sat back as the waiter placed their plates in front of them. Shepard dug in as if she hadn't eaten for weeks. Chellick had seen her eat often enough to know she needed this food. "So when do you leave?" Chellick asked.
"I leave at seven in the morning in three days time," she answered when her mouth wasn't full. "I'll need to go to your place and pick up a few things that I've left there."
"We can do that once we are done here," Chellick answered.
"Then I'll be going back to my place," she said pointedly at Chellick before he thought she would be spending another night at his place.
"We will have to see about that," Chellick murmured with a challenging look. She glared at him as he placed a hand on her thighs beneath the table, she tensed as his claw played with her pants, the sharpened point glided along her skin through the material making her hyper sensitive.
"Don't even think it," Shepard grumbled halfheartedly.
He leaned towards her, "Too late," he murmured chuckling as she scowled at him.
"Nihlus, do something with him before you have to arrest me," Shepard smirked at the Turian across from her.
"You're on your own Shepard." Nihlus grinned, rising from his chair. He nodded to the two of them before leaving the table.
~ooooo~
Shepard lay on her bed, going over Chellick's parting words, "Why don't we invite Nihlus over again?" he had asked her. There was no way in hell she would be sleeping with two Turian's at the same time ever again. She had done it the first time because it had caught her interest and she was curious. But after that, she wasn't going to do it again. Nihlus had to use the medigel that he always keeps on him on her injuries. The human body wasn't made for two Turians, not with their teeth and claws or how vigorous lovers they were.
They weren't gentle like humans, no, they were the type to allow their nature loose. She was still amazed that her and Chellick were still together, what had started off as a one night stand turned into what they were now - friends with benefits.
She wasn't sure what she would do once she boards the Normandy, fraternization was frowned upon. Plus she used sex to keep her biotics in check, it was the best way to wear her out other than physical training.
Two more days and she was back in space where she felt at home, she couldn't wait. Though she wasn't sure how she felt with Nihlus going on this trip, the council wouldn't send him unless there was something important. That irked her, there was something going on and she didn't know about it, her own people were hiding it from her.
At least Nihlus had been up front and told her he couldn't divulge anything, unlike her superiors. She wasn't impressed that Captain Anderson didn't tell her, she's known him for the longest time, usually served under him. It didn't hurt her feelings that he hid this, but it irked her.
So she let sleep finally claim her as her brain went through different scenarios why a specter would be on this run.