Steer me, part 1
anonymous
April 1 2012, 10:17:51 UTC
Steer me or Five times Shepard and Hackett didn't complicate the chain of command (and one time they definitely did)
1.
He knows she's a soldier before they even speak to each other.
It's her manners, he thinks as he orders a second shot of whiskey from the man behind the bar. No scientist carries herself like that, no engineer moves across a room with the same confidence.
She's young, even younger than she looks, he wagers. There's a gravitas to her that adds a few years but her face is a young woman's. And apparently she notices his stray glances in her direction because she gives him a knowing smile before she approaches. Somewhere on the way she gets intercepted, though, by some lieutenant he recalls having seen on Anderson's ship who seems eager to talk to her.
Hackett shrugs to himself, focusing his attention on the drink in front of him.
The Arcturus station isn't exactly that kind of place for a man his age and in his position
( ... )
Re: Steer me, part 2
anonymous
April 1 2012, 10:18:54 UTC
And not merely good things, he thinks. Despite his faults, David is a brilliant judge of character and constantly finds the most talented people, but he's also got a knack for bringing more trouble than anyone else. You can always trust him to drag back undetected biotics and thugs from his little recruitment drives and he refuses to let them off the hook until they've proven themselves worthy of the chance he's offered, no matter how many reprimands he gets from the brass. It's well known that Captain Anderson doesn't give a damn about pleasing anyone and he's premièring the exact same traits in his protégées. For good or ill. This one comes straight from some criminal gang down on Earth, if his memory serves him. Raised on the streets, untrained and unshackled. A diamond in the rough, David had claimed in front of the admirals. I'm recommending her for the ICT program.
The woman - Shepard, the most promising soldier I've seen - frowns. “And you are
( ... )
Re: Steer me, part 3
anonymous
April 1 2012, 10:19:51 UTC
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Admiral Hackett moves with purpose, breaching the gap between them in long, quick strides.
Shepard finds herself holding her breath until he stands right in front of her, that controlled half-smile appearing as she offers him her own; it's a tiny habit founded on a past nobody knows they have and that they never acknowledge in words. No marine with any kind of self-respect would admit to shameless flirting with a senior admiral, least of all with Hackett.
The man is made of steel, Jenkins says in her head, breathless and wide-eyed after a meeting with the brass. A fatherly kind of steel, sure, but that's almost worse. “Nervous, lieutenant?” Hackett asks her now as he holds her gaze for a moment
( ... )
Re: Steer me, part 4
anonymous
April 1 2012, 10:21:22 UTC
3Lieutenant Commander Shepard, executive officer of the SSV Normandy swirls past his eyes as he looks out over the dance floor. Around him the brass is soaring with pent-up gossip and accumulated bullshit that their increasing levels of intoxication will allow them to let out, bit by bit tonight
( ... )
Re: Steer me, part 5
anonymous
April 1 2012, 10:22:32 UTC
They dance slowly over the floor until Shepard has learned how to move within his moves, follow the directions of his body; when she finally catches on, he notices that her posture relents somewhat, slipping more easily into the silent commands he gives. He finds that he's actually regretting the song coming to an end.
She leans in when it does, closing the last inch of distance between them. Her breath is ghosting over his neck and jaw; he can feel the curve of her breast pressing lightly against his chest before she takes a quick step back, suddenly cloaked in professionalism again.
“Thank you, Admiral.”
He clears his throat. “The pleasure is mine, Commander.”
4Her dreams still sting in her head as she sits up, her thoughts blurry but regaining their focus slowly but surely
( ... )
Re: Steer me, part 6
anonymous
April 1 2012, 10:23:45 UTC
5“I was growing tired of all the damn shrinks in this place.” Shepard greets him from behind the desk in the cramped little office where they have her working her way through her grounding. Paperwork, he notices. She must be going insane. “Good to see a face I actually like
( ... )
Re: Steer me, part 7
anonymous
April 1 2012, 10:25:30 UTC
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She's closed all channels of communication, locked the door, turned off the computer and now she stands in the middle of her cabin, her heart racing in a horrible way. Her hands are cold and sweaty and she closes them to fists but it doesn't stop the flood of images and voices at the brink of her mind. Emotions aren't her strong point yet here they are, swirling around in her carefully trained body and her professionally detached mind, clawing and turning and threatening to crawl out of her mouth.
“Shepard.” Hackett's voice is close, reassuringly near and she turns her head to look at him.
Personal debriefing, the official truth states. He had insisted on it after learning about Thessia. There's no doubt that he's here, too, because he's spoken to Anderson, Anderson who in turn has spoken with Joker about looking out for her. She had repaid Joker for that favour by shouting at him, if she recalls correctly. Just as she had rewarded Kaidan's faithful service with a harsh truth and some good old stone-walling.
Re: Steer me, part 8
anonymous
April 1 2012, 10:27:26 UTC
Two steps, a fraction of a second, and she's in his arms, resting her forehead against his shoulder. For a moment, neither of them breathe; as she closes her eyes, she can hear him exhale and feel his chest heave against her body. They stand like that for a while, unmoved and unflinching before her hands move up to his back, holding him, exploring the planes of his back and the strength of his shoulders. Then, as though he's turned the decision over in his head, she feels his hands on her as well, skirting along the sides of her body and up towards her neck and her hair. She blinks, almost convinced she's asleep but she isn't. The reality, however, is rapidly morphing into a blur of dress blues and visible, palpable markings of ranks in the merciless lights surrounding them, reminding her that this is the ultimate way to destroy her career but she knows, in some pragmatic part of her consciousness that she won't live when this is over anyway so it hardly matters. It hardly matters, and Hackett has warm, strong hands and a voice that
( ... )
Re: Steer me, part 9/9
anonymous
April 1 2012, 10:28:15 UTC
Showing no sign of urgency, however, his hands and mouth explore her body even more, his lips unearthing secret spots along her skin and inside her as he moves down the taut line of her body to kiss away the remains of release from the inner of her thighs. She digs her fingers into the muscles of his back, into his short hair, stirring again at his attention. As he motions himself up again, tasting of her, smelling of her, she takes him inside and they both tense at first, then relaxing into the rhythm he sets
( ... )
Re: Steer me, part 9/9 - A!A
anonymous
April 2 2012, 14:16:26 UTC
Captcha knows us all too well, apparently! I <3 you so much right now, A!A - the meme needs moar Shep/Hackett, all the time! And maybe I can try some myself, if I can get people to leave me to think for more than 5 minutes :p
Re: Steer me, part 9/9
anonymous
April 1 2012, 14:11:44 UTC
HOLY...Okay, this is perfect. PERFECT. The world needs more Hackett/FemShep. Heck, the world needs more of the hotness that is Hackett, period. (You have no idea how excited I was when we finally saw his face. Listening to his voice was one of my favorite things to do.) I hope more people jump on the Hackett bandwagon, otherwise a very small group of authors are going to be inundated with begging OP's.
Re: Steer me, part 9/9
anonymous
April 1 2012, 17:01:38 UTC
A!A here. I'm glad you like it! I'm also glad I get an outlet for my Hackett-love. I don't even remember a time when I didn't have at least a mental image of him (though I think this is because I find his voice actor sexy as hell, too) because yeah, that voice = sex.
I'll gladly write much more FemShep/Hackett, that's for sure.
Re: Steer me, part 9/9
anonymous
April 1 2012, 22:35:51 UTC
You do realize I WILL hold you to that, right? There's no getting out of it now. :D (I'm thinking Hackett should join the old sex pollen trope, but maybe something a little more subtle is called for.) His voice just blows me away. Heck, his whole character blows me away with teh awesome. (I mean, seriously, he seems to be the ONLY Alliance officer who still believes in you. And the way he tries to guard your back? Priceless.)
Steer me
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Five times Shepard and Hackett didn't complicate the chain of command (and one time they definitely did)
1.
He knows she's a soldier before they even speak to each other.
It's her manners, he thinks as he orders a second shot of whiskey from the man behind the bar. No scientist carries herself like that, no engineer moves across a room with the same confidence.
She's young, even younger than she looks, he wagers. There's a gravitas to her that adds a few years but her face is a young woman's. And apparently she notices his stray glances in her direction because she gives him a knowing smile before she approaches. Somewhere on the way she gets intercepted, though, by some lieutenant he recalls having seen on Anderson's ship who seems eager to talk to her.
Hackett shrugs to himself, focusing his attention on the drink in front of him.
The Arcturus station isn't exactly that kind of place for a man his age and in his position ( ... )
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The woman - Shepard, the most promising soldier I've seen - frowns. “And you are ( ... )
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Admiral Hackett moves with purpose, breaching the gap between them in long, quick strides.
Shepard finds herself holding her breath until he stands right in front of her, that controlled half-smile appearing as she offers him her own; it's a tiny habit founded on a past nobody knows they have and that they never acknowledge in words. No marine with any kind of self-respect would admit to shameless flirting with a senior admiral, least of all with Hackett.
The man is made of steel, Jenkins says in her head, breathless and wide-eyed after a meeting with the brass. A fatherly kind of steel, sure, but that's almost worse. “Nervous, lieutenant?” Hackett asks her now as he holds her gaze for a moment ( ... )
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She leans in when it does, closing the last inch of distance between them. Her breath is ghosting over his neck and jaw; he can feel the curve of her breast pressing lightly against his chest before she takes a quick step back, suddenly cloaked in professionalism again.
“Thank you, Admiral.”
He clears his throat. “The pleasure is mine, Commander.”
4Her dreams still sting in her head as she sits up, her thoughts blurry but regaining their focus slowly but surely ( ... )
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5“I was growing tired of all the damn shrinks in this place.” Shepard greets him from behind the desk in the cramped little office where they have her working her way through her grounding. Paperwork, he notices. She must be going insane. “Good to see a face I actually like ( ... )
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She's closed all channels of communication, locked the door, turned off the computer and now she stands in the middle of her cabin, her heart racing in a horrible way. Her hands are cold and sweaty and she closes them to fists but it doesn't stop the flood of images and voices at the brink of her mind. Emotions aren't her strong point yet here they are, swirling around in her carefully trained body and her professionally detached mind, clawing and turning and threatening to crawl out of her mouth.
“Shepard.” Hackett's voice is close, reassuringly near and she turns her head to look at him.
Personal debriefing, the official truth states. He had insisted on it after learning about Thessia. There's no doubt that he's here, too, because he's spoken to Anderson, Anderson who in turn has spoken with Joker about looking out for her. She had repaid Joker for that favour by shouting at him, if she recalls correctly. Just as she had rewarded Kaidan's faithful service with a harsh truth and some good old stone-walling.
A fine leader, ( ... )
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Story was perfect and exactly what I wanted it to be. I love how you showed their "relationship" in time. :) Thank you!
* saving story * :)
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(Also, LOL at the captcha for one of the parts I posted: lubricate brass. INDEED.)
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I'll gladly write much more FemShep/Hackett, that's for sure.
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