Why?

This is my first time doing this, so please, give me plenty of constructive criticism.
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Fuckin’ human. How dare she do this to him? She was about as racist as humans can get when he met her. Practically screaming at him for just being a turian. Sure, their races weren’t exactly buddy-buddy but at least their diplomats exchanged a ‘cool’ attitude towards one another. This fiery woman hated him on sight with enough gut instinct to make him want to protest and punch her face in at the same time. Not the best... what was the phrase? Knee-yank? Whatever. Not the best sort of reaction towards the first human Spectre. It took all his charisma and reasoning to get her to even THINK about letting him join her in her crusade against Saren. At least Alenko had the ‘quads’ to stand up to her.

And then, even AFTER he was on the mission with her all he seemed to do was sit around in the ship’s hold, tinkering with the Mako while she took Williams and Alenko on missions, leaving the ‘untrustworthy aliens’ behind. On the plus side, Tali actually manage to make the Normandy run smoother. On the downside, it was lonely only having Wrex and that human requisitions officer to talk to. Poor thing was too afraid of both of them to even say a word without her around. The only reason he stayed at his post was to not incur her wrath. He agreed with him, by the way. Shepard’s fuckin’ scary when she’s pissed.

She ignored everyone that was not human down in the Normandy’s cargo hold. Williams was the only one that she spoke to for a long while. She ignored them all in the mission briefings and went as so far as to threaten the asari when she tried to unlock the key to Shepard’s vision from Eden Prime. She threatened a krogan, told a quarian that she wasn’t welcome aboard, almost shot the asari and acted like he was a total waste of space.

Her hatred of them all ran deep. It was almost her standard policy to ignore a vast majority of her team in favor of the two marines. It wasn’t until after Vermire that she started opening up to the aliens in the crew. The death of Ashley really shook her. And with good reason.

For a while, she was reclusive and spoke only to Alenko. Even the stoic human seemed wrought with grief. Williams was a good friend of them both, having saved her on Eden Prime, only to lose her to geth and a nuclear device left on Vermire’s surface. That death, one that would take either her best friend or the one she loved rocked her entire foundation. And he suddenly found himself in a midst of confusion. She was talking with him, if a bit apprehensively. He watched her while she was in the cargo hold. She would sit at Ashley’s work station for varying times, just thinking to herself. And she was always upfront and brash wit Wrex. She even disappeared into the engine room and he thought he heard quarian laughter coming through as the doors opened. The Normandy was quiet, so it was easy to overhear.

As much of a harpy as she had been, he wasn’t complaining about the sudden right turn in her attitude towards the rest of her crew.

It was only him that she seemed to have trouble talking with. He started going out on more and more missions, often flanking her side with Alenko, both of them watching her like a hawk. It wasn’t until she actually approved of his dealing with Dr. “Heart” that he realized that her approval meant the world to him. It became easier to talk with her and they developed into good friends, surprisingly enough. She trusted him at her back and he trusted her at his.

And then her death had rocked him, almost as much as her return to the living. On the new Normandy, with only Tali and himself remaining from the old crew, she had completely attached herself to him, seeming to depend on him even more than she had after Ashley’s death. It was not Tali that she ran to after Alenko had left her on Horizon. Or Kasumi for that matter, and the two had grown close. And now this.

Arg!! Why was she doing this to him!?

He gasped, his head tilting back as he felt her fingers graze his hips, his mandibles flaring out with the sensation, throwing him from his musings. He ground his needle sharp teeth together in an attempt to clear his head. ‘WHY?!’ his mind choked out, a moan escaping him as he was just about to ask her. Her velvet voice whispered into where his ear would be, soothing him as well as exciting him. He felt the leather of the sofa under his talons split as her bare flesh touched his hard chest plates. His clouded mind tried to retrace it’s steps, hoping to figure out at least an approximate of when he had lost the clothing he had worn. He forced his talons out from the leather, digging the point into his palms to clear his head. His sibilant voice hissed her name, begging her. He was afraid; it could be taken both ways and he wasn’t exactly sure how he meant it. He pressed his hands onto the cream colored skin of her thighs, the tips indenting into her flesh.

Why couldn’t he make her stop!? Why didn’t he WANT her to stop? He felt a soft pulsing slip around his most sensitive area and stopped thinking altogether.