{"id":190,"date":"2014-01-08T16:12:47","date_gmt":"2014-01-09T00:12:47","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=190"},"modified":"2014-01-08T16:12:47","modified_gmt":"2014-01-09T00:12:47","slug":"a-gift-story-mass-effect","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=190","title":{"rendered":"A Gift Story – Mass Effect"},"content":{"rendered":"

This is a gift for a friend of mine. \u00a0Just a quick little bit of sex set in the Mass Effect universe :) \u00a0Hardly any editing or anything so, apologies.<\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

The slow, powerful thrum of the massive ship reverberated quietly throughout the darkened cabin.\u00a0 A single ice cube shifted with a clink in Commander Shepherd’s glass but the woman barely noticed.\u00a0 The stress of a thousand daily tasks lay on her shoulders but she set them aside in her quarters.\u00a0 With her eyes closed, she breathed deeply in and out, clearing her mind of all the mistakes and near-mistakes of the day.\u00a0 <\/span>With every single day, how much more do we lose?<\/i>\u00a0 She wondered.\u00a0 Commander Shepherd sipped at her whiskey – a rare Earth brand – and let everything slide away as well as she could.<\/span><\/p>\n

A muted ping preceded EDI’s announcement.\u00a0 “Commander Shepherd, Garrus Vakarian wishes to enter your quarters.”<\/p>\n

“Let him in,” Command Shepherd answered.\u00a0 Great,<\/i> she thought.\u00a0 Just what I need right now.\u00a0 <\/i>The door to her right opened on nearly silent hydraulics.\u00a0 Everything is so quiet when nothing is happening,<\/i> Commander Shepherd remarked to herself.\u00a0 Out there, it’s all noise and panic and screaming and gunfire and here – even the doors whisper.<\/i>\u00a0 “Garrus,” the woman said out loud.\u00a0 “I’d get up but I’m both tired and well on my way to being drunk.\u00a0 Have a seat.\u00a0 I’d offer you a drink…”<\/p>\n

“But we both remember what happened the last time \u00a0I tried some of your…”\u00a0 The tall Turian tilted his head back slightly as he took in the scent of the room.\u00a0 “Rum?”<\/p>\n

“Whiskey, actually,” Command Shepherd answered.\u00a0 “There’s a subtle difference.\u00a0 My fourth glass.”\u00a0 The lean woman eyed the Turian as he eased himself down.\u00a0 She didn’t often see him out of his armor so, when he was, she studied him.\u00a0 The Turian always reminded her faintly of a dinosaur – if a dinosaur could talk, fight, think and… Garrus’ scarred face swept up in hard lines to a crest of horns.\u00a0 His skin (carapace? \u00a0<\/i>she wondered) shined sometimes blue, sometimes gray, sometimes white but never red or pink or anywhere close.\u00a0 It made it damn hard to read emotions in the man.<\/p>\n

“Fourth one?\u00a0 What’s the occasion?”<\/p>\n

“I lived today,” Commander Shepherd answered.\u00a0 “I lived today and, so far, so did everyone on the ship.\u00a0 We have two days until we reach the Citadel and I thought, what a perfect time to get drunk.\u00a0 My plans for tomorrow so far include sleeping off the hangover I plan to incur after the seventh of eighth glass.”<\/p>\n

Garrus’ laugh was sharp and sudden.\u00a0 “I would drink to that but the nearest drink I could stomach is in the officer’s lounge and I’m far too comfortable where I am.”<\/p>\n

“Well,” said Shepherd after a measured sip of her drink.\u00a0 “I could always keep a bottle of that Turian piss on hand for you.”<\/p>\n

“So I could celebrate with you every time you survived a day out in the field?\u00a0 Come on, Shepherd.\u00a0 With your kind of luck, we’d be drunk every day.\u00a0 May those days be plenty.”<\/p>\n

A blush rose to Commander Shepherd’s pale face.\u00a0 “And full of good company,” Shepherd replied.<\/p>\n

“But, my father once told me you give a toast to celebrate and you get drunk to forget.\u00a0 Well, the translation’s different but that’s roughly what it comes to.\u00a0 Is that what you’re doing, Shepherd?\u00a0 Forgetting?”<\/p>\n

A silence stretched between the two as Shepherd took another drink.\u00a0 “I can’t forget,” she finally answered.\u00a0 “I close my eyes at night and I’m lucky if I can sleep without a sedative from Chakwas.\u00a0 Sometimes it’s the voices.\u00a0 Sometimes it\u2019s the face of the man on the other side of my rifle.\u00a0 Sometimes it’s the fear of losing someone close to me.\u00a0 That damn hidden fear running in the back of my mind the entire time we’re under fire.\u00a0 Will this be the day it happens?\u00a0 If I die, that’s it and who cares.\u00a0 Well, unless they figure out a way to bring me back again.\u00a0 I just won’t care – I’ll finally get to sleep and someone else can worry about the entire universe.\u00a0 But if – if someone I care about were to die?\u00a0 I get to live with that.\u00a0 I drink to let it go for just one moment.\u00a0 It’s not healthy but neither is my life.\u00a0 Sometimes I need to give it all up and drinking helps.\u00a0 Sometimes I don’t want to feel like I’m the one in charge.\u00a0 Just for a bit.\u00a0 Just for a night.”<\/p>\n

Garrus nodded but said nothing.\u00a0 Damn him and that face,<\/i> Shepherd thought.\u00a0 Why can’t he show some emotion some time<\/i>?\u00a0 <\/i>“And there goes number four,” Shepherd said.\u00a0 “Pardon me while I fill up for number five.\u00a0 Halfway there already.”\u00a0 Standing, the woman made her way to the glass shelf beside her bed.\u00a0 “I should just bring the-”<\/p>\n

Thin, strong arms wrapped around Shepherds chest and the woman froze.\u00a0 Garrus’ spoke from behind her and he sounded both far away and so intimately close at the same time.\u00a0 “You humans.\u00a0 I can never read you.\u00a0 I’ve always had a hard time with your body language.\u00a0 Some I learned in C-Sec but interrogation is far from… if you tell me to step away, I will and I’ll laugh this off as the time I misunderstood human intricacies.\u00a0 I’ll go back to following by your side, protecting you, watching your back and worrying about you.\u00a0 And I’ll never do it again. ”<\/p>\n

Commander Shepherd sighed and turned within the Turian’s grip.\u00a0 When the male loosened his hold in fear of an upcoming rejection, she instead held his arms and looked up at him.\u00a0 Without a single word, Command Shepherd pressed her lips against Garrus’ surprised mouth.\u00a0 She could smell the faint hint of spices and water and sweat around the Turian and she wondered if that was how he always smelled.\u00a0 His mouth was warm and, when it opened to her, she could taste nothing but the whiskey on her breath.\u00a0 Their tongues met and Shepherd moaned quietly as they kissed.<\/p>\n

Garrus’ hand pressed the back of her head while the other lowered to her back.\u00a0 The woman stepped back, fire in her cheeks and eyes as she looked at the Turian male.\u00a0 Still quiet, she tugged at his shirt and smiled when he pulled it off.\u00a0 Pants came next, without prompting and Garrus stood naked in front of her.<\/p>\n

With a single finger, Command Shepherd traced down the harsh lines of the Turian’s thin body.\u00a0 The man made an odd noise being a grunt and a cough and then, “Sorry,” he said.\u00a0 A hole opened in the male’s crotch.\u00a0 From within the darkened area, a pink, nearly human penis emerged.\u00a0 More pale than any man’s (human male, she told herself)\u00a0 penis and with an oddly pointed tip surrounded by a flared hood of thick skin, the Turian’s cock pushed out thick and into the warm air.\u00a0 The male nearly vibrated with agitation.<\/p>\n

“Sorry for what,” Shepherd asked.<\/p>\n

“For… this.\u00a0 For this thing.\u00a0 I don’t… I didn’t think this far ahead.\u00a0 I’ve never been with a human before.\u00a0 I… do you think I’m ugly?”<\/p>\n

Rather than answer, Shepherd kissed Garrus again.\u00a0 “Well,” she said when they separated.\u00a0 “Speaking as a human female, I’m fairly certain I have a place or two where that will fit just fine.”\u00a0 The woman lifted her own shirt up, exposing her small breasts.\u00a0 Her dark nipples twisted on her chest as she eyed the Turian’s large cock.\u00a0 I wonder,<\/i> she thought idly. I wonder what the Turian slang is for penis.<\/i><\/p>\n

“Hah,” Garrus laughed.\u00a0 “I’ve seen you naked plenty of times while we geared up but there’s something different in the moment, isn’t there? \u00a0Something more-”\u00a0 Command Shepherd pulled the Turian’s mouth down to her nipples, sighing as he flicked at it with his tongue.\u00a0 She held him to her chest and gasped as four sharp teeth nibbled her hard nipple.\u00a0 The Turian’s smooth, cool flesh against her flushed skin made her shiver.\u00a0 She didn’t notice when he hooked his four fingers into her pants but she bit her lips as he pulled them off of her.<\/p>\n

“It’s… ohhh…”\u00a0 She moaned.\u00a0 “I’ve never been ridiculously and embarrassingly wet for you before.\u00a0 That’s… yes, right there… harder… that’s part of it.”\u00a0 The male’s small nose flared as he took in her scent and she felt the small puff of hot air as he breathed.<\/p>\n

“Shepherd…”<\/p>\n

“Ann, Garrus.\u00a0 It’s Ann right now.\u00a0 Please.”<\/p>\n

“Ann.\u00a0 You smell so beautiful, Ann.”<\/p>\n

Garrus kneeled in front of Commander Shepherd and, when she looked down, she saw that he was staring at her face.\u00a0 She was about to ask him to stop staring or ask him what he was looking at but, before she could, the Turian leaned forward to her wetness.\u00a0 Shepherd leaned back, placing her hands on the glass shelf as she spread herself for the male.\u00a0 He still watched her and she couldn’t help but stare down at him.\u00a0 He opened his mouth and she watched his tongue move agonizingly slowly toward her opening\u00a0 She couldn’t stop the gasp of pleasure when he entered her.\u00a0 The male’s thin tongue and angular face made it so he could push his tongue deep into her, spreading her slick pussy lips.\u00a0 Shepherd jerked as Garrus’ tongue worked around her tight pussy.\u00a0 She wanted to move with him but she couldn’t figure out the rhythm so she let him do the work.<\/p>\n

Sharp claws dug gently into Shepherd’s ass and she felt him spread her open.\u00a0 Unable to hold back, Shepherd grabbed the crest of Garrus’ head, pushing him harder between her legs.\u00a0 Slowly, she worked her hips back and forth as she felt the pressure build within.\u00a0 “Up. Up and back a- oh fuck yes, right there.\u00a0 Right there.\u00a0 Don’t… don’t stop… Don’t…” A very feminine mewling sound escaped from Shepherd’s lips and she barely noticed.\u00a0 The tip of Garrus’ tongue was pressing in the most amazing spot deep within her pussy.\u00a0 She squeezed at her breasts, moaning from the sudden sparks the male was making within her belly.\u00a0 Her nerves felt raw and sensitive and nearly too much to hold back.\u00a0 “Y… y… oh… oh, Garrus… I-”<\/p>\n

Commander Shepherd screamed when her orgasm rolled through her.\u00a0 Glass crashed behind her and she would’ve fallen if not for the male’s strong hands holding her.\u00a0 It had been years since she’d had a lover of any kind.\u00a0 Years since she’d had an orgasm from anything other than her hand or her hidden toys.\u00a0 Words failed her.\u00a0 And, yet, she could feel how incredibly wet she was inside.\u00a0 The ache deep within needed more than just Garrus’ tongue.<\/p>\n

Garrus looked up at Shepherd.\u00a0 His mouth was slick with her juices and his pale skin shined in the light from her pleasure.\u00a0 “That… that was diff-”\u00a0 Garrus started.\u00a0 Shepherd pulled him up and kissed him fiercely.\u00a0 Pulling him tightly against her, she could feel the wet his penis felt against her skin.\u00a0 Slick and slightly wet.\u00a0 And so warm.\u00a0 She craved it.\u00a0 Right now, she needed nothing more in the world than to feel him-<\/p>\n

It was with great surprise when she felt herself grabbed roughly and turned around.\u00a0 Garrus’ hands were on her shoulders and his claws dug painfully in her chest.\u00a0 Something like a hissing growl rumbled within Garrus’ throat and Shepherd hung her head at the sudden release within her pussy.\u00a0 She’d never been treated roughly before by anyone.\u00a0 Before, she’d always taken charge and now… now her she was with Garrus behind her.\u00a0 Holding her.\u00a0 Pushing her.\u00a0 Claws digging into her flesh.\u00a0 She could feel his smooth cock pressing against her ass and she wriggled back against it.\u00a0 Tempting him.<\/p>\n

She felt hot breath on her ear as Garrus leaned forward next to her face.\u00a0 He said something in his own language and it was face and harsh and she didn’t have to speak Turian to know what it meant.\u00a0 Garrus moved and she felt his cock press against her soaking wet cunt.\u00a0 She bit her lip, holding back the words.\u00a0 Holding back the “please” that immediately came to mind.\u00a0 The feeling of slight submission was incredible and she wanted to beg him for it.<\/p>\n

There was no need.\u00a0 Garrus pushed and she opened for him again.\u00a0 Against her will, her mouth opened and she gasped at how thick he was.\u00a0 It was painful to hold him inside of her – it’d been too long without an actual partner.\u00a0 But, she wanted more.\u00a0 She pushed back and cried out as his sharp body slammed against her muscular ass.\u00a0 It was all the encouragement he needed.\u00a0 Garrus dug his one hand into her and then began furiously pounding into his commander.\u00a0 Her own orgasm was almost immediately and she felt herself buckle from the sensation. Garrus wrapped his arm around her chest and she gasped for air.\u00a0 When he pushed deep into her again, she gripped the cabinet in front of her and stopped fighting.<\/p>\n

“Oh fuck.\u00a0 Oh fuck, Garrus.\u00a0 Yes.\u00a0 Oh, god, yes.\u00a0 Fuck me.\u00a0 Just… just like… just…”\u00a0 Another orgasm stormed through her and she lost track of the words coming from her mouth.\u00a0 Words that would have her blushing and forever denying she’d spoken them streamed from her mouth.\u00a0 She told him how much she’d wanted him.\u00a0 How she’d waited for him.\u00a0 How sometimes in the field, when they were alone, she thought about fucking him with their gear and gun strewn around their naked bodies.\u00a0 She lost count of her orgasms and her mind cleared of all the horrors she’d seen.\u00a0 She felt herself filled with a kind of warm, bright light as she came again and again.<\/p>\n

Finally, she heard Garrus gasping behind her, faster and faster.\u00a0 “Are you going to cum?”\u00a0 She asked, breathless.\u00a0 “Do it.\u00a0 Cum in me.\u00a0 Fill me with it.\u00a0 I want to feel it inside of me.\u00a0 God, yes.\u00a0 Fucking cum in my wet pussy, Garrus.\u00a0 Do it.\u00a0 Fuck.\u00a0 Fuck.\u00a0 Oh-”\u00a0 The male exploded in her.\u00a0 She’d never felt anything like it.\u00a0 It wasn’t the spurting that she’d known from human men – it was a near literal explosion of cum deep within her and it brought the strongest orgasm of her life.<\/p>\n

Commander Shepherd lost her balance and Garrus couldn’t hold her as his penis swelled and exploded again and again, emptying himself of his load.<\/p>\n

“S…s… sor…sorry,” Garrus gasped.<\/p>\n

Commander Shepherd worked her mouth to try to respond but she couldn’t as a series of strong orgasms rattled off within her, leaving her shaking and twitching under the Turian.\u00a0 Finally, when her body responded to her, she pointed at the bed and the Turian nodded.\u00a0 She felt herself lifted from the ground and carried to the bed. \u00a0Garrus’ cum ran down her legs as she was lifted but she could hardly bring herself to care.\u00a0 The last orgasm was mind blowing and she wanted more.<\/p>\n

“Can… oh fuck.\u00a0 Can you do that again?”\u00a0 She asked.<\/p>\n

“Give me…” Garrus gasped, his chest heaving as he lay beside Shepherd.\u00a0 “Give me a bit and I’ll show you.”<\/p>\n

The stress and cares and worries of the world fled for that one night and Command Shepherd felt herself at peace.\u00a0 For the one night, she was simply a woman with her mate and nothing more.<\/p>\n

When her alarm chimed for the morning, Garrus was dressing himself.\u00a0 “I have an inspection in thirty minutes,” he told her.<\/p>\n

“Garrus,” Shepherd said.<\/p>\n

“Yes, commander?”<\/p>\n

“I think I will grab a bottle of that drink you like.\u00a0 The next time we drink, it won’t be for surviving.\u00a0 It will be for living.”<\/p>\n

Garrus smiled as he walked away from the bed.\u00a0 “Then perhaps you’ll help me raise a glass tonight, Shepherd.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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