Turian Instinct

"Garrus do you have a moment?" Shepard asked. His back was turned to her when she entered and she let her gaze wander over his impressive form. She had always found Garrus attractive, but she had never really allowed herself to think about him in that way - she was his Commander and friend after all. Three days had past since she had last been down to see him, and thoughts of "reach & flexiblity" were now an almost constant thought in her mind.

Without answering her, Garrus slowly turned to face her and Shepard shivered under his predatory gaze. His raptor eyes were narrowed, intent, and filled with a sexual heat - Shepard could feel the wet heat pool around her thighs in response. Taking two delibrate steps towards her, Garrus invaded into her personal space. Placing one taloned hand firmly around each side of her waist, he lifted her up, turned and placed her on the console beside them.

Settling between her thighs, Garrus kept his talons tightly around her hips to keep Shepard from moving away from him. Even through his armor he could feel the burning heat of her through the thin Cerberus uniform. Inhaling roughly, he could smell her exhilarating fragrance deepen as he rubbed himself against her and it tangled with his senses.

Growling lowly, Garrus flared his mandible wide, and lowered his head to her neck. Opening his mouth, he lightly placed his teeth between the juncture of her neck and shoulder, daring Shepard to move. Every instinct screamed at him to take her, and mark her as his. A growl of pure frustration rumbled through him as he realized that he would have to release his hold on Shepard if he was to free himself from his confining armor.

Shocked and aroused, a soft throaty moan escaped from Shepard's lips. She could feel Garrus's sharp teeth holding her in place, and his rumble of frustration seemed to vibrate straight to her core. Understanding Garrus's dilemma, Shepard slowly placed her hands on his armored chest plate, her hands carressing down along the cool steel until she reached the release valve to his suit. Realizing that she was not trying to escape him, Garrus let go of his hold on her long enough to finish removing his armor and while Shepard wiggled out of her pants ontop of the console.

Stepping back between her thighs, Shepard had only a moment to view his thick dark blue cock before Garrus returned his teeth to her neck. With a savage thrust, his rigid length was completely buried inside her. A strangled gasp slipped from Shepard at his hard entry. Eyes closed, and teeth holding her in place, Garrus groaned loudly at the tight, slick feel of her. He could feel her walls wrapped snuggly around him, pulsing along his length, begging him to move. Her scent was thick and heavy in the air around them.