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Shepard Finds Her Soul Mate	By : KTT2123 Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 5865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Warning: here comes the smut, enjoy!

When Garrus opens his eyes the next morning, he finds Lily watching him. Feeling nervous at the intensity of her gaze, he blurts out “Were you watching me sleep?”
Shepard laughs, “You are so cute when you’re nervous.”
Vakarian does his best to look disgruntled but fails miserably with Lily being so close, regardless of his embarrassment. Her declaration of love the night before makes it impossible for him to be too cross with her right now. “You want me to be nervous?” He asks wryly.
Smirking, she replies “Maybe…”
“Is that a human thing I’m unaware of or is it just a Shepard thing?”
“Wanting to make you nervous?” she asks.
“Yeah.”
Lily laughs, “It is definitely a Shepard thing…”
“You are a confusing woman. Why would you want me to be nervous? I thought it was pretty universal that women liked suave guys…”
“Not me. I don’t trust suave men. They can hide too much behind their charismatic veneer. Charm makes me suspicious, well, even more suspicious than usual. If a man is nervous, it’s more likely he is genuine. I find awkwardness endearing and much more reflective of how a person truly feels. Nerves make it harder for someone to hide or be deceitful. At least that’s what I believe. And I told you, you are cute when you’re nervous!”
“Lily, please, please, don’t tell anyone else that, especially men of any species!”
“Why not? Are you embarrassed that I think you’re cute?”
“I’m glad you think I’m cute and all but let’s keep it between us,” Garrus pleads. He sees his begging is not having the desired effect, so he tries to explain, “Turians aren’t supposed to be cute or nervous or cute and nervous! And turian soldiers are definitely not supposed to be! Lily, I would never live it down if you told another man, like Joker or Spirits…Wrex!”
Shepard is laughing hysterically. “Gar—” is all she can say before busting out laughing.
“It is not funny, Shepard!”
“Oh, Garrus. You do not know how wrong you are! All I can picture is Wrex’s reaction to me calling you nervous and cute…” she explains before she starts giggling again.
Vakarian is doing the turian version of a pout: arms are crossed in front of his chest, mandibles pressed tight against his face, his annoyance made plain.
Shepard finally gets a hold of herself, forcing the laughter down. She gets to her knees on the bed, scuttling toward Garrus. Lily wraps her arms around her very displeased mate, trying to melt his annoyance with a hug. “I promise, I won’t tell anyone…male, that I think you’re cute when you’re nervous.”
He is so happy he doesn’t notice that she only promises not to tell any men. The ladies of the Normandy are definitely going to have a few laughs when she tells them.
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Garrus wants to make tonight special. He has secretly been using the lotion Mordin had given him to soften his skin to minimize chafing. Vakarian is thankful it is unscented. He’d never live it down if Joker or WREX or Grunt or any turians knew he was using lotion. Despite this, he is more than willing to risk any amount of ridicule if he can be with Shepard.
He humbles himself enough to get help from Kelly and Miranda. When Garrus had asked, the biotic jumped at the chance to help. He asked for Chambers help as well, as she seems to have a lot of um…experience with intimacy. The redhead had agreed to help in her cheerful, enthusiastic way. The turian can’t help but wonder why Kelly is so eager to help. Shepard is respectful toward the Yeoman but has yet to accept her overtures of friendship. She treats her with respect but her interactions with Kelly lack her usual warmth and familiarity. Kelly is solely a colleague, which is vastly different than how Shepard sees and treats most of the rest of the crew. He suspects trust is the issue. Lily doesn’t trust the Illusive Man and Chambers is too close to him to be allowed into her inner circle. Regardless of Kelly’s reasoning, he is appreciative of her help.
The two human females happily help setting up candles, getting a special meal made, and selecting appropriate music. Even Joker has a part in the plan, as he is keeping Shepard occupied while the women get things ready. Garrus merely surveys the scene as the two females flutter around Lily’s quarters and chatter, feeling at a loss of what to do. Too soon they are done and he is left alone. Vakarian is incredibly nervous. He’s hoping to take the next step with Shepard, one that could make or break their budding romance. Alone, his insecurities and doubts are free to flourish. He is overwhelmed by his nerves, wringing his hands, and fluttering his mandibles in distress.
Minutes later, Shepard walks into her quarters before abruptly stopping. Candles are lit and spread through the room. The small coffee table has a table cloth covering it, with more candles, flowers, and a fancy meal. Smiling widely, Lily says “Wow, Garrus. This is beautiful. Who knew you were so romantic?”
The turian turns to see his love and everything he had planned to say is lost. His mind blanks completely. To try to cover up his nervousness, Vakarian blurts out “I brought wine. Best I could afford on a vigilante’s salary.” In his haste to turn on music, Garrus selects the wrong music. Instead of a slow, romantic song, club music blares from the speakers. His anxiety is so overwhelming that he doesn’t even seem to notice. Vakarian walks awkwardly, stiffly toward her, so unlike his usual confident way of moving. “If you were turian, I'd be complimenting your waist or your fringe. So...your, uh, hair looks good. And your waist is...very supportive." Pause. "Hopefully that's not offensive in human culture.” Panicking a bit, he frantically asks “It isn’t, is it? Crap, I knew I should have asked Miranda or Kelly for advice or someone…or watched the vids or something. Come on! Throw me a line here, Shepard!"
She puts out her hand up to stop his panicked rambling, “Whoa! Consider me seduced, smooth talker. Shit Garrus…just calm down the hell down and stop worrying so much. You don’t have to try so hard, you know.” Shepard shuts off the horrible club music.
Vakarian slumps, revealing “I just...I've seen so many things go wrong, Lily. My work at C-Sec, what happened with my team and Sidonis...I want something to go right. I want us to go right. Just once. Just...”
Shepard stops in front of the turian. She reaches out and strokes the scared side of his face. It is a caress she does often. At times he wonders if she actually likes his scars. If he ever asked her, she would admit she does. His scars are a reminder that he survived. Lily misses her own scars, wishes she still had them. They had been like memories written on her body, memories of when she had survived. When Cerberus revived her, they gave her new, unblemished skin and all that history was erased.
“I know how you feel, Garrus. So many things have gone wrong since I died.” He flinches when she mentions her death. It has been at the forefront of his mind lately, with Admiral Hackett’s mission and his vivid dream of her death. Vakarian can’t help but feel he failed her somehow. That he shouldn’t have ever left the Normandy and her, to go back to C-Sec. That he should have been there with her during the attack. But if he had, he wouldn’t be with her now. Garrus knows himself enough to realize he could never have left her on the Normandy, even back then. Even before they were together, he never would have left her, couldn’t have. He would have disobeyed her orders. Garrus knows he isn’t very good at following orders, much to the dismay of his father. No, Vakarian knows if he had been there, he would have died by her side. And Cerberus certainly wouldn’t have spent the credits to bring him back to life.
“You are the one thing that has gone right in my crazy, messed up life,” Lily vows. Leaning in close to him, she touches her forehead to his. This calms the turian, releasing some of his nervousness. Garrus realizes this is it, *This will either be a night to treasure…or a horrible interspecies awkwardness thing. In which case, fighting the Collectors will be a welcome distraction. So it’s win-win.*
Soaking in the rightness of Lily’s forehead against his, Garrus runs his hands lightly up and down her back. Little shivers course through her body at the feeling of his blunted talons. He had carefully filed them to ensure he wouldn’t cut her with their sharp tips. Nothing spoils the mood like drawing blood. Gaining confidence, his fingers flow down her back before cupping her bottom. Enjoying its softness, Garrus leisurely kneads the muscles. Shepard sighs, her muscles relax, and she sneaks her hands under his shirt to touch his bare skin. Vakarian sucks in a breath when her fingertips touch him. Little bolts of electricity run from her finger through his skin, a hum shoots through him caused by her biotics. There are definite drawbacks of biotics in humans but sex is definitely one of the bonuses. Lily grasps his shirt, lifting it over his head before throwing it behind her. Shepard’s fingers caress his bare chest greedily. Ghosting across his skin from neck to waist, Garrus’ breathing hitches as she touches the sensitive skin of his waist, each touch spreading through his body like wildfire. Smiling at his obvious reaction, she deliberately runs her fingers lightly across his stomach. Feeling the muscles ripple, she scraps her nails across the soft, sensitive skin. The turian growls, grabbing her shirt and practically tears it off her in his haste. He lifts her up and she wraps her legs around his waist. Garrus bends down, pressing his face against her to smell Lily’s skin. A scent so unique to this woman: of lilacs, honey, and gun oil, it is intoxicating as it drifts through his nose. His tongue darts out suddenly to taste her, swiping and swirling along her skin. Her familiar contrasting sweet and spicy flavor floods his mouth and he can’t get enough. Shepard’s head drops limply back and she closes her eyes. Her back arches as sharp teeth graze lightly over her smooth skin. “Garrus!” she cries, her fingers closed tightly on his upper arms. The obvious care he takes triggers a burst of happiness in her chest.
Vakarian hesitantly strokes his fingers across her breast. Lily jerks in response. Fearing he hurt her somehow, he snatches his hands back. Shepard whimpers at the loss of contact. Taking his hands, she confidently places them back where she wants them. Garrus continues his exploration. Her breasts feel much like her ass to him, it has the same softness, a squishiness that turians just don’t have. He gently squeezes them before running a talon over her clothed nipple, marveling as it hardens. Circling the tip, the turian watches curiously as it hardens even more, as if straining toward him. Lily unhooks her bra, throwing it across the room. The turian eyes the newly exposed skin. A second later, Garrus dips his head and his tongue darts out. At first simply tasting her, he soon curls his tongue around her beaded tip.   A shiver runs through Shepard’s body and a strangled moan escapes her throat. As he switches from one breast to the other, Lily slips her legs from his waist and slides down his body until her feet touch the floor. She frantically grips and unbuttons his pants. In a blink, Shepard eases his pants down. The turian is not wearing anything underneath.
Lily looks intently at Garrus and he can feel it. Feeling awkward at her wordless staring, Vakarian attempts to place his hands in front of himself to hide his exposed and increasingly hardening member. Shepard grasps his hands before boldly dragging them away. She kneels before him, allowing her eyes to study him. His cock is shockingly midnight blue; the color making it stand out starkly against his otherwise muted gray skin. Lily wonders if it is the blood behind the surface that is producing that color. She remembers the blue color of his blush and notes that it is remarkably similar in color. Ridges adorn his entire length.
Shepard’s intense gaze only appears to heighten the turian’s arousal. Before long, his cock is fully erect and weeping. Lily’s eyes widen as she drinks him in. Fingers lightly stroke his impressive length. Garrus twitches at her touch. Her fingers quickly encircle him, pumping firmly up and down. A low growl purrs from his throat. Lily licks him from base to head, inciting another deep rumble to vibrate in Garrus’ throat. Without hesitation Shepard takes the tip into her mouth and sucks. A very surprised Vakarian shouts “Fuck!” He has never felt a mouth on his cock before, the sharp teeth of turians making it dangerous to say the least. Taking more of him into her mouth, she swirls her tongue around him. Lily bobs her mouth up and down his length before taking as much as she can while stroking the base with her hand. Garrus instinctively grabs her head, his talons threading in her hair. He’s breathing heavily, alternatively growling and purring at Lily’s breathtaking mouth. He has never known a pleasure like this. Vakarian’s hands tighten as he knows he can’t hold on much longer. “Spirits, Lily! I’m gonna come.” Shepard quickens her movements, hollowing her cheeks before deep-throating him. The feeling of her biotics sparking over him sends Garrus over the edge and he explodes into her mouth. She immediately swallows, licking her lips, and swallowing every drop from Garrus. It’s sweeter than a human’s.
A very satisfied looking Lily gets up from her knees and smirks at Garrus. “Spirits, I think you’ve just ruined me for turians, Shepard,” he blurts out, unable to help himself. The human laughs, visibly pleased by the declaration.
“I suppose it’s my turn then, to ruin you for humans,” Vakarian promises seductively. Lifting her to her feet, he swiftly pulls off her pants before slipping her panties down her legs. It is Garrus’ turn to study her. Lily has a patch of curly black hair covering her. Hands on her hips, he carefully guides her toward the bed. Once it hits the backs of her legs, Shepard sits down. Kneeling in front of her, his sensitive nose can smell her arousal. The scent sets his blood afire. Placing her legs over his shoulders, Garrus leans in close and Lily can feel his hot breath on her.
Tentatively, his fingers stroke her before parting her lips, a single finger thrusting into her dripping heat. She gasps and moans, finally feeling him inside of her. Vakarian’s talon grazes her nub and her back arches violently. “Oh God! Don’t stop, Garrus,” Shepard pleads. The turian watches her reaction as he thrusts his finger in and out of her, learning how she likes to be touched. Her moans provoke him to add another finger. As his fingers fuck her, Garrus tastes her with his tongue. The silky length soon thrusts into her heat, along with his fingers. Shepard is trembling, her loud moans and harsh breathing echo through the room. She is so wet. Shepard grabs his head, forcing his tongue out of her. Her purple eyes alit with passionate fire. She cries desperately “Garrus, I need you. Now!”
Lily scrambles backwards to lie down fully on the bed. Her sleek, intense turian follows. His strong arms brace his heavy body above hers. Garrus guides his hard cock to her entrance. His eyes like a blue flame bear into her as he slowly eases his entire length in until he’s completely engulfed in her heat. Pausing briefly, his eyes ask if she is alright. In response, Shepard wraps her legs around his hips, urging him to move. Vakarian eases out until only the tip remains inside before thrusting deep. Lily grabs his fringe, massaging it gently. Those little sparks from her biotics make the touch even more pleasurable and Garrus lets out a deep purr in response. Gripping her hips, he increases his speed. The couple can feel the heat build rapidly until suddenly, Lily screams Garrus’ name, her muscles milking him as Vakarian roars his own release a second later. Garrus resists collapsing on top on her, knowing his heavy body would crush her deep into the mattress. Instead, he shifts off her, lying on his side. Garrus draws her to him, her body snug against his chest. The exhausted couple soon falls asleep, spooned together.

End notes: Sorry my het smut isn't anything spectacular, my slash smut is much better for some reason...
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