The Renegade Adored

Garrus: "Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?" (Shakespeare)

"You're talking too much." Hayden closed the space between them, gently stroked the scar on his face. Her touch was electric, and Garrus inhaled sharply.
Garrus wondered wildly if this was really happening. He tried to explain himself, knew he was fumbling over the words. Her hands, tiny and impossibly soft on his skin. He forced himself to breathe deeply, fighting for some semblance of control.
With a sweet smile, she reached out and took one of his hands, pulled his arm into encircling her slender waist. Hayden leaned into the support of his arm, trailed her hand over his face, down his neck, savoring the texture of his skin. It reminded her of fine leather, strong, durable. It didn't strike her as alien as she had thought it would. Garrus closed his eyes as her fingers trailed over his face, gently touching the sides of his mouth, his scar again, then over his head fringes, stroking slowly, exploring.
She pulled him down, and reached up, tilting her head slightly, touching her face to his. Silk on leather. She kissed his cheek, wrapped her arms around his neck, sighed softly.
"Hayden," he whispered. Garrus lifted her in his arms, a little surprised by how well she fit against his body. Shouldn't this feel stranger, he asked himself as he sat down on the bed, cradling her in his arms. She continued touching him, slowly and carefully, pressing her warm little lips against his skin. He could feel her body temperature rising slightly, smelled a slight change in her scent. Garrus brushed his face against her neck, reveling in the heat and slight dampness of her skin on his. One mandible struck her collarbone, making her hiss sharply.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked nervously, looked down at her.
Hayden's ice-blue eyes were as dark as he had ever seen them, pupils dilated, her face flushed. She was breathing deeply and quickly, and smiling in a way that made it very clear that whatever she was feeling wasn't being interpreted as pain. "Believe me, Garrus, if I want you to stop, you'll know."
"I thought it took a while for Human women to er... warm up...."
"I started 'warming up' the second you walked into my room."
Her voice, her body warm in his arms, her scent, everything about her at this moment aroused his instincts as a predator and a male. Garrus knew what the change in her scent meant. He had smelled it on her often enough when she had been with Alenko. His jealousy of Alenko, insane as it was, added to his desire to possess her. It wasn't just a Human woman that he wanted, it was Hayden Shepard. Hayden, who Kaidan had claimed as his own and then rejected; Hayden, who had come to him as a friend and demanded more; Hayden, fragile and small, powerful and dangerous.
Garrus closed his eyes, brushed his face against her again, more carefully this time. A sort of kiss. Skin against skin, trading warmth and scent. He felt her chest press against him, her breaths deep and erratic. Heard her heartbeat, steady and strong but slightly faster than normal. He slid a hand down her body, feeling the unfamiliar softness, learning the curves of a Human. Hayden made a noise, inarticulate but very sweet to hear. She moved back, stripped off her tunic.
"I want to touch you," she whispered. "Everywhere."
Garrus undid the fastenings, pulled off his shirt as well. Watched her watch him. Hayden reached out, slid a hand over the smooth plates of his chest. Stronger, stiffer than his face. An interesting series of ridges, some sharper than others. Her hand played over his chest, and she leaned closer. He slid a hand over her bare skin, carefully ran a talon along her spine.
Hayden gasped, shivered. "Cold!" she laughed. "Oh, that feels good." She settled herself more comfortably in his lap, continued playing with the unfamiliar shape of Garrus' body.
"I think Mordin needs to reassess his position on cross-species pheromone arousal," Garrus murmured. "Either that, or you just smell like sex."
Hayden laughed, caressed his shoulders. Garrus laid her down on the bed, lay down next to her. "So many fun spiky bits!" she purred, running her hands over the sharp angles of his body.
"I can't get over how soft you are, and yet," he trailed a hand over her hipbone, "solid."
"Flexible, too," she raised a shapely leg in the air to demonstrate, touching his shoulder with her toes.
"Mmmm." Garrus slid a hand over the soft, soft, wet spot between her legs that her movement exposed. Hayden arched back into the contact with a moan, closed her eyes. He moved his hand against her, watched her throw her head back, moaning again. Her hair fell over her face, leaving one half-closed eye visible, and a very wide smile. She met Garrus' eyes, flushed a little and bit her lip. Laughed.
"You must think I'm really easy."
"I think you're a lot of fun to play with."
With a grin, she pushed herself up on her elbows, moved her leg down over Garrus' arm, touching him with her toes. Pulled herself up to her knees, his eyes watching her every move, slid off the bottom half of her uniform. "Your turn."
Garrus stood up, stripped off the rest of clothes so they were both naked. Alien, yet familiar. Wanted, and slightly wanton.
"Well," she said. "I'm not the only one, I see...." Hayden placed her hand on his waist, smiled, slowly drew her hand over his sharply angular hips to the long hard shaft between his thighs. She pushed her hair back with one hand, let the other encircle the base, feel the swirling ripples that were meant to assist in penetration for a species so different from her own. "These go all the way up, don't they? I'm going to really enjoy this."
His shaft jerked in her hand, a typical mammalian response to stimulation. Hardly alien at all.
She flicked her eyes up to look at him. Garrus was standing very still, eyes closed. "I think you have to lie down for this to work. Or we could try a different position."
"I think you have to take your hand away so I can think straight."
Hayden smiled. "Not a fetish, huh?" Stroked her hand over his shaft.
Garrus laughed and pulled her hand away. "It wasn't until now." He sat down, paused for a moment to stroke her hair. "Seriously, Hayden, I never thought this would be so... exciting."
Smiling, she pushed him down on the bed. "You haven't seen anything yet." Straddled his body. With a sudden flash of wickedness, leaned forward, let the tendrils of her hair brush across his chest, turned her head so they would sweep across his chest again.
Garrus flinched the first time, drawing in a deep breath. Grabbed at her the second time, snarled something she didn't understand.
Hayden laughed darkly, tossed her head back and smiled sweetly at him.
"Don't do that! At least not without warning." Suddenly realized his hands were wrapped around her very soft, warm hips. "Oh."
She shook her head, laughed at the look on his face. Hayden slid her hands over his, kept them in place while she raised her hips, positioned herself over him. Garrus took a deep breath, shifted slightly. Felt the heat, the moistness of her body as she slid back onto his shaft, entered her in one smooth motion. She made a shocked noise of pleasure, stopped halfway down, raised herself back to the tip. Rolled her hips over him with a joyful smile.
"I can't even tell you how good this feels," she gasped.
Garrus didn't respond for a moment. "I can guess," he said finally. Looked up at her, and they started laughing together. Relief, mixed with a sudden surge of desire. Realizing that they weren't alien to each other at all. He smiled, pulled her back down, thrust upward to meet her.
He had no idea how long they spent enjoying each other. He only knew that she was soft, and warm, and amazingly strong. That her muscles gripped him tightly, spasming around his shaft periodically and her whole body would shudder in response. That her breath started to come in short, harsh gasps that made her lovely little breasts heave as she rocked back and forth on him. That she screamed when he came, and her whole body shook.
He pulled her carefully to his chest as she swayed, cradling her protectively in his arms. Held her, watched her smile.
"You said my name," he whispered, in awe. "Screamed, actually...."
Hayden looked at him. Smiled again, and wrapped her arms around her lover.