FemShep/Garrus - Decontamination 01
anonymous
August 6 2014, 00:45:23 UTC
They were all dirty, thirsty and tired after the fight they had just had. Shepard and her squad all gathered in the decontamination unit. She just wanted to get off this god forsaken bit of rock. The Normandy's engines thrummed beneath her feet as she accelerated and took them out of the krogan research lab on Virmire. She tried desperately not to think about what she just had left behind
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FemShep/Garrus - Decontamination 02
anonymous
August 6 2014, 00:46:29 UTC
For fuck's sake! Couldn't she be left alone for one minute? Hadn't she earned some privacy? She hadn't noticed that someone was still in here with her and she became suddenly very self conscious of her slumped shoulders and defeated posture
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FemShep/Garrus - Decontamination 03
anonymous
August 6 2014, 00:47:43 UTC
“We're getting close Garrus, we'll find him,” she said softly, dumping shoulders with him again. From a logical standpoint she knew her words to be true, even if she didn't feel them right now. But it made him look up, so mission accomplished
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FemShep/Garrus - Decontamination 05
anonymous
August 6 2014, 05:27:11 UTC
She stroked his neck and fringe as he kept rubbing against her. Somewhere along the line she forgot how to breathe and then something that felt very familiar pushed it's way between their bodies. A high pitched whine slipped out of her, because just the thought of how the blue, ridged appendage would feel inside her made her so hot she didn't know what to do with herself. To much clothes on, that was the conclusion of what she felt. So Shepard started to tug at her own panties but her legs were wrapped around his waist and physics didn't care that she was horny as hell
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FemShep/Garrus - Decontamination 06
anonymous
August 6 2014, 05:28:21 UTC
She started to nip and lick his neck, fascinated by the metallic taste of his skin. Garrus quickened his pace, gripping one of her shoulders from behind to really get s good leverage to get as deep as he could. Then Shepard tilted her pelvis just so and he cried out when the new position touched new places. She spread her legs, pulling them up, letting him go even deeper. Bruises, chafing, two words that would describe her thighs tomorrow. But she didn't care because this was the best thing that had happened to her for months. It could be worth a little ache
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