Returning | By : braxy29x Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 3007 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Such wilt thou be to me, who must Like th' other foot, obliquely run;Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end, where I begun." -from "A Valediction Forbidding Mourning," by John Donne ... With this thought, Thane found himself driven toward Shepard's quarters, pushing himself away from the table and striding toward the elevator, each step ramping up a sudden irrational fear that that she might also slip away from his grasp too quickly, that he might lose her too soon to know her completely. He had lost too much already. His need to see her compelled him, took over any sensibility and when he stormed in, he was shocked and ashamed to witness his weakness exposed before her. Thane, be alive with me tonight. Shepard had given him her blessing, accepted his offering. Thane drew her close, unable to wait any longer to touch her, and placed his lips on her for the first time. Exhilaration coursed through him, the tears streaking his face forgotten, her face warming his as the sun brings creatures of the dust to arousal and fruition. His hands trembled as he ran his fingers over Shepard's hips and finally wrapped his arms around her as he had wanted to so many times. Her lips were soft beneath his, her body inviting his touch as she arched into him, the muscles of her back firm under his hands as she powerfully returned his embrace. Thane dared to taste her, to touch his tongue to her mouth as he had to no other, to seek her kiss. Siha's lips were sweet between his and her soft moan the kindest sound he had ever known, encouraging his passion, permitting him this unimagined pleasure. Could this warrior angel really desire him, need him the way he needed her? When Shepard's mouth opened to him he was overwhelmed. He felt her tongue brush his and he drank it in eagerly. Her hands touched his cheeks and he lost all thought, his fear gone. Thane's body was electric, every part of him on fire as he opened his eyes, stunned to see her so close, his lips and tongue still stroking hers. He felt her breasts pressed against his chest through their clothing, her unfamiliar Human form intriguing and exciting him, and once again he wanted desperately to see them bared. He wanted to know her body like he knew his own. Thane held her as though he could hold on to the life that was slipping away from him. His Siha, whom Arashu had gifted with Her own power of protection in defense of those who faced the Reapers' obliteration, might somehow offer him life itself. He gripped her, holding tightly as he dared and breathed in her essence. He felt as if she had forgiven him his failures and granted him another chance with her caress, given him something to live for. She had freed him from an existence so long defined only by his ability to bring death and to mourn those he had left behind. Amazingly the Gods had seen fit to place him before her, to let him touch the Divine when he embraced her. Thane backed toward the couch, pulling Shepard with him and down onto his lap as he sat, feeling as if her weight on him was the only thing keeping him grounded. He watched her intently for a moment, wanting to remember her this way, her cheeks flushed and full lips parted. He felt Siha's intense warmth on his leg and her knees brushing against his inner thigh as she played the fingers of one hand over his coat, rubbing his shoulder and chest beneath it. When she reached up and teased the sensitive fringes along the side of his head, he held his breath, his eyes closed despite his intention to see her and he moved his head toward her fingers, gripping her thigh, unable to focus on more than her touch. Thane felt her fingers slide down over his cheek and gently trace over the folds of his neck and he let his head fall back for a moment, hearing himself sigh. He looked at her again when she tugged at his coat collar and turned into his embrace, leaning closer to kiss him and sliding one of her legs across his groin, resting it against his hardness. "Ohh, Siha, you are beautiful," he groaned, brushing his lips over hers, wanting more than anything to feel himself buried in her, to feel the pressure of her body across his hips and her skin on his, but he would not allow himself this satisfaction yet. Thane still found it difficult to believe he was here with her, that the woman he desired, nearly worshipped with the intensity of his adoration and respect, would return his affection. He stroked her rounded calf, thankful for the black fabric obscuring the feel of her flesh from his fingertips. He would not be able to control himself in this position long, seeing Shepard's legs parted under his touch this way, so he grasped at her bare ankle, noticing for the first time that her feet were unshod, and pulled her leg over the top of his. Her other leg followed and Thane held her completely, one arm under her shoulders and his hand spread across her ribs, the base of his thumb brushing against the underside of her breast until he gave in to the urge to let his fingers explore her, trailing beneath her firm, curving body. He pressed his palm into the dip where her leg joined her buttock, sliding his fingers over her backside and coaxing another throaty moan. Thane wanted to touch more of her, to touch all of her, the source of her warmth was so near to his hand, but he stilled; he would not relinquish his self-control so easily. Simply holding Siha this way was more than he had thought the Gods would ever allow him. Shepard rested in his embrace, arms encircling his neck as they kissed endlessly, their exchange at turns both tender and passionate, until, finally exhausted, she began to relax into him, her head against his shoulder. "Siha," Thane whispered to her, touching her cheek, afraid to breathe, wanting her recognition once again. She opened her eyes for a moment, her expression happy and confused, her pupils hugely dilated and her gaze distant. Her eyes were glassy; he knew she did not see him. Thane felt a wave of panic come over him, wondering what he had done. "I love you," he told her, his voice hoarse and low. He watched as her eyes closed and she drifted off to sleep.
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