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Shepard closed her eyes as she let the hot water run over her body, trying to get her mind off the coming suicide mission and the Reaper threat and instead focus on tonight, her night with Garrus. She was a little nervous about it, after all things would be different and probably awkward considering that they were two different species, but she was confident things would turn out alright. It was Garrus after all, Shepard thought as she turned off the shower and dried herself off, and regardless of his being a Turian she wanted it this, to be closer with him. Shepard quickly dressed, he should be here soon, and stepped out of the bathroom to find him standing right around the corner towards the entrance to her quarters.

"Hey, I brought wine. Best I could afford on a vigilante's salary." Garrus said, holding up a bottle of wine in one hand. He was dressed handsomely, but it was easy to tell by the way he stood and the uncertainty in his voice that he was quite nervous. When Shepard only crossed her arms and grinned the Turian dashed over to the room's main interface and punched in a command to start playing music.

"If you were a Turian, I'd be complimenting you on your waist or your fringe. So... your, uh, hair looks good. And your waist is... very supportive." Garrus said as Shepard approached him. She was surprisingly glad that he was so nervous, it made her feel better about her own nerves. Besides, it was pretty cute to see the ever confident Turian so flustered. "Hopefully that's not offensive in human culture. Crap. I knew I should have watched the vids..."

"Whoa! Consider me seduced, smooth talker. Now shut up and stop worrying." Shepard headed him off before turning off the music at the interface.

"I just... I've seen so many things go wrong, Shepard. My work at C-Sec, what happened with Sidonis..." Garrus sighed and he seemed to lose all pretense of confidence as he lowered his gaze from Shepard's. "I want something to go right. Just once. Just..." He looked back up at her as Shepard brought a gentle hand to the side of his face, caressing the scarred quasi-metallic skin with a soft touch. She moved closer and their foreheads rested together, she understood his desire for this to be right after seeing so many disasters, she needed it too.

"Things will go right this time." She said quietly and pressed her lips to his mouth by instinct, forgetting that he was quite lipless, but the Turian seemed to have an understanding of what he was supposed to do. He was tentative at first, but after some prodding on her part their tongues were writhing together and his hands were resting on her hips. "Not bad." Shepard said with a smile after they parted.

"Well at least I can do something right." Garrus said, returning her smile with the best one Turian features would allow.

"I'm sure there are other things you can do right too." Shepherd said, setting his wine down on her desk before backing him up to the edge of the bed. "Do you ever take this off?" She asked as she reached up behind his head and pulled away the Turian's visor.

"No, not usually." Garrus replied as she began to undo his shirt after setting the display down on a nearby table.

"I always wondered what you looked like under here." Shepherd said as Garrus's shirt fell to the floor and she gazed over his bare torso which was almost a patchwork of his brownish skin overlapped by a series of plates of the harder silvery material that made up his face and fringe.

"Really?" Garrus said as Shepherd ran her hands over his chest inquisitively. Her hands passed from the soft skin to the smooth silver plates which traced their way down his body until they disappeared beneath his pants.

Unable to help herself she slipped a hand under his waistband, drawing a slight gasp from Garrus as her skin brushed against his semi-hard member. "No fetish for humans, huh?"

"Well, it's hard not to enjoy the touch of such a beautiful woman." Garrus said and she felt the Turian's two-fingered hands slip under the edge of her shirt and she lifted her arms as he pulled if off her. Shepard smiled when he seemed to be stumped with her bra and reached behind herself and unfastened the garment and let it fall to the floor.

Garrus seemed to have some understanding of what was deemed attractive in a human woman, as his hands tentatively grasped her breasts, although he seemed clueless as to where to go from there. "You don't have to act like a human guy." Shepherd had to keep from laughing at the uncertain look on his face.

"I'm just not used to..." Garrus said, but he trailed off as Shepard unfastened his pants and let them fall to the floor.

"It's blue!" Shepard was unable to keep herself from blurting out. She gently pushed Garrus down into a sitting position at the edge of the bed and knelt, examining the Turian's genitals a little closer. There were no testicles visible, Shepard reasoned that they must be internal, and his shaft protruded from a genital slit. She took his blue cock in her hand and ran her fingers up its length, encountering several subtle ridges about halfway up, and a tapered head at the end. "And big..."

She figured that a male would probably enjoy this, regardless of their species, and she leaned forward and pressed her tongue to his now fully extended cock and made one long lick upwards to his tip. Garrus moaned and shivered as she licked more, definitely enjoying how the Turian's maleness felt against her tongue. She liked also how he started to run his fingers through her hair and she looked up into his intensely blue eyes as she descended upon his cock, taking him into her mouth.

Garrus moaned again and Shepard smiled inwardly as his hand came to rest on her head, it turned out that men weren't that different across species afterall, at least in the bedroom. She sucked tightly and ran her tongue over his length, feeling the tapering of the head and then the gentle ridges, until she had as much as she could fit in her mouth. She then began to bob her head up and down as she sucked, growing very aroused herself now.

She hadn't really been into Turians, or anything other than humans for that matter, before, but now with the reality of having her face buried in a Turian's crotch-the taboo was thrilling. Even more intoxicating though were the deep blue eyes staring into her own; who he was mattered a lot more to her than what he was. She continued sucking for a little while more, enjoying the moans he made. Garrus was breathing heavily when she pulled away and pulled off his boots before pulling a thin foil package from her back pocket.

"Will we need that?" Garrus asked as she unrolled the faintly purple colored condom over his shaft.

"Mordin warned me that it might be dangerous if I swallow; let's just be careful for now." Shepard said as she stood and undid her pants and pushed them down.

"Mordin? How..." But Shepard gently pushed him back onto the bed before he could continue.

"Ready?" Shepard asked as she straddled his bony hips and guided his tip to her entrance. Garrus nodded and she lowered herself onto his cock slowly, gasping as his tapered tip penetrated her pussy. She went slowly, marveling that Garrus was indeed the largest male she'd had inside her; she wondered for a moment if it was just a Turian thing, or if he was just well endowed, but she it didn't really matter to her. She closed her eyes and paused for a moment as she came to a rest with Garrus's whole cock inside her, spreading her pussy wide.

She opened her eyes again when she felt Garrus's hand rest on hers and she saw an obviously worried expression on his face. She smiled assuringly and pulled herself back off him slowly, drawing a gasp of pleasure from them both. She found that she loved the way the ridges of his shaft pressed against her walls, and it sounded like Garrus enjoyed it too. She ascended until just his head was left inside her before pressing down again, a little faster this time.

She went slowly, unaccustomed to the Turian's size, and she was glad that he seemed perfectly fine with that. Eventually her pleasure began to grow however, and she planted her hands on his firm chest and began to move her hips up and down faster, wanting to feel those ridges grind against her more. Garrus's hands gripped her waist and she looked down at him as she rode his cock and was again struck with the fact that she was fucking a Turian, an alien, a different species that she wasn't designed to mate with. But none of that mattered, this was Garrus, and that thought alone made her arousal soar.

She reached between her legs and began to rub her clit as she rode his cock at a steady pace, still taking it fairly easy. Garrus seemed to catch on without instruction and his hand gently pushed hers aside and she let him rub at her clit as their hands roamed each other's bodies, hers feeling where his skin merged with the bony plates, and his gliding up her smooth abdomen to gently grasp her breast.

"Oh, Garrus... I'm gonna cum." Shepard said as she felt her pleasure building like a wave preparing to envelop her. She moaned loudly after a few more thrusts and her body spasmed as pleasure flooded through her, and her walls spasmed around the large shaft inside her, squeezing the Turian tight and milking him. Garrus grunted and she felt him thrust upwards as the wave of pleasure passed slowly.

"I'm close." Garrus gasped out not half a minute later.

"Do it." Shepard said as she gripped his hand with hers and looked into his eyes. She was pleasantly surprised when he suddenly reached up and gently pulled her down and pressed his "lips" to hers and pressed his tongue against hers passionately. She kissed him back as he buried his cock the rest of the way inside her and his body tensed up and Shepard's heart beat rapidly in anticipation. He moaned into her mouth and Shepard felt Garrus's cock throb inside her as he gave a small series of thrusts, one, two, three, four, five, six strong pulses inside her as she felt warmth even through the condom. Garrus pulled his mouth away and moaned loudly as his cock pulsed less intensely a few more times, oozing out yet more Turian cum.

Shepard lay still on top of him as Garrus breathed heavily. "Not bad for a human?" She asked after he finally caught his breath.

"Definitely tighter than a Turian woman... fuck." He said, resting his head back as she pulled herself off of his shaft.

Shepard paused when Garrus pulled the condom from his retreating shaft and she saw the purple fluid that dripped from the condom onto the blue flesh. "It's purple?"

"Uh, that's not normal?" Garrus said as he turned his head this way and that, looking for a place to discard the condom.

"Not for humans." Shepard said and took the condom from his hand as curiosity overtook her. She upended it over her open hand and the purple Turian semen flowed from the used condom onto her skin and she swirled it around in her palm, feeling its sticky warmth. She found herself wishing she could find out what it tasted like.

"You seem to like it anyway." Garrus said amusedly.

"It's different in some ways but the same in others." Shepard said, expanding the meaning of Garrus's words a bit.

"Yeah." He replied with a nod.

Shepard got up and discarded the used condom before heading to the bathroom to wash her hands. While standing at the sink she paused a moment as the water ran, staring down at her hands covered in purple Turian seed. Again she found the taboo of it thrilling, but the fact that it was Garrus's cum excited her even more. She washed her hands and when she stepped out of the washroom found that Garrus hadn't moved an inch and she wondered if he had fallen asleep, but he looked up at her as she poured a glass of the wine he had brought. Shepard poured a second glass and as she brought them over Garrus sat up, leaning back against some of the pillows he had propped up.

She sat next to him and handed him a glass as she sipped her own. "This is pretty good." She said as she leaned back against him. The bony plates weren't the most comfortable, but she enjoyed being close to him and she liked it when he put his free arm around her.

"So, not bad for a Turian?" Garrus asked after taking a sip.

"You're definitely the biggest guy I've ever seen." Shepard replied. "And you're cute."

"Cute? With a face like this?" Garrus said incredulously.

Shepard grinned and gently ran her hand over the scarring on the side of Garrus's face. "No, that just makes you look sexier." She said, and indeed his sharp Turian features were already growing on her.

"Thanks." Garrus said with a laugh and took a sip of wine. "Really though, why a Turian when you could have any guy in the galaxy?"

"Because of who you are." Shepard replied, resting her hand on his thigh. "You trusted me before anyone else and you've always been at my side in the fight... Now, I just... want you at my side in a closer way." Shepard added lamely.

"You mean, you want more than..." Garrus trailed off and though he couldn't quite make a full smile Shepard could hear the elation in his voice and see it in his eyes.

Shepard nodded. "Although, you have to prove you can handle me." She said impishly with a wink. Then she hesitated, realizing that she had no idea how long the Turian refractory period was or if they even had one at all. "Can you go again?" She asked tentatively.

"You bet." Garrus said eagerly and downed the rest of his wine.

Shephard finished hers as well and took their empty glasses and set them down on the nearby table, grabbing another condom from a drawer as she did. She turned back to Garrus and kissed him as she stroked his emerging shaft and once he was back to full hardness she unrolled the new condom onto his cock. "Show me what you've got." She said teasingly as she bent over on her hands and knees in front of Garrus.

"With pleasure." He said as he scooted up behind her and pressed his tip against her pussy.

Now that she was more accustomed to Garrus's size she didn't have a problem with him sliding in relatively quickly. He rested his hands on her hips as he began to thrust in and out, quicker than the first time but still not enough for Shepard. "Fuck me, Garrus." She pleaded.

The Turian shifted his grip, holding tightly to her waist, and began to pound away at her wet cunt. She buried her face in the sheets and moaned loudly as she felt Garrus's cock piston in and out of her and she gave into the eroticism of the taboo of interspecies sex, letting it overwhelm her mind. She was letting herself be dominated by a Turian, the shaft of an alien species that her body was never meant to comply with was invading her tunnel, rutting her, and she loved it.

Garrus grunted behind her as she moaned, squeezing his cock as it filled her, its ridges hitting all the right spots. She pressed back into his thrusting as her pleasure grew and grew and before long her second orgasm overwhelmed her. She called his name and begged him to keep fucking her as her body convulsed and her pussy milked his blue shaft. Garrus complied eagerly.

"You want more cum?" Garrus growled. "You want it on you?"

"Yes!" Shepard moaned, and suddenly Garrus withdrew and spun her over and the next thing she knew he was between her legs, looming over her as he pounded her. He reached to her clit and rubbed vigorously, sending another orgasmic wave of pleasure crashing over her before long. The contractions of her tunnel must have pushed Garrus near his tipping point, for he pulled out abruptly, quickly pulled off the condom, and began to jerk himself off rapidly.

"Here it comes!" Garrus said and then with a groan his whole body tensed and suddenly he thrust forward, shooting his first rope of Turian seed onto the bare skin of Shepard's abdomen. She watched as Garrus screwed his eyes shut tightly and continued jerking his cock rapidly, thrusting with each load he fired. His throbbing cock fired his seed in powerful jets, splattering Shepard's breasts and even her face with warm purple fluid.

She watched, mesmerized by the Turian's climax, until he had shot the last of his semen and he released his shaft and panted heavily. When Garrus tumbled to the bed beside her she let him rest as she looked down at her own body, now thoroughly painted with purple seed. "I'd say that means I can handle you." Garrus said from her side, apparently admiring his handiwork.

Shepard laughed as she swirled a couple fingers through the fluid. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Sorry about the mess, you want me to get a towel?" Garrus asked.

"How about we go clean off together?" Shepard said. She might have taken a shower before his arrival, but two rounds in bed had left her covered in sweat as well as cum. Garrus agreed and the shower proved just big enough for the two of them to shower comfortably and Shepard enjoyed the soothing hot water and Garrus's attention.

Afterward she was simply too tired for conversation and instead curled up with Garrus in bed, not minding the hard plates as long as he held her, which he seemed perfectly happy to. For once Shepard was able to fall asleep with a much happier thought than the Reapers on her mind.