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barbex · 6 years

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I’ve been told it is shenko smut Thursday? By @spectrekaidanalenko? Can’t let that go past. Here you have it. Written directly into this tumblr thingy that hopefully won’t crash.

It’s not that Shepard doesn’t like parties. But sometimes, it is just a bit much. Hiding in a corner of the library may not be polite but sometimes it's necessary for her mental health.

“There you are. I was looking for you.” Kaidan’s warm voice drifts into the room. The noise of the party comes through the door behind him and she can see James and Tali dancing.

“I just needed a bit of a break.”

His arms slide around her waist from the back and he places a soft kiss on her neck. “I know, love.”

She leans back into his embrace. Even if she needed a break from the party, she never needs a break from him. His presence calms her.

“You’ve been tense all morning,” he says, his voice right next to her ear.

“What with the party and all the security...”

“Shh, don’t worry about it, it’s all been taken care of.”

“I know, I just can’t shut off my brain sometimes.”

He kisses along her neck. “How about,” -- kiss -- “I distract you,” -- kiss -- “and help you relax?”

She shivers under his caress and giggles. “And how would you do that?”

Instead of answering, he slides his hands under the rim of her pants. Dipping further down, his fingertips find her folds and he circles around them, all the while kissing along her neck.

“K, what are you doing?” She gasps, as his finger plays with her clit. “What if someone comes in?”

“They won’t,” he growls against her neck.

“What if they hear me?”

His movements are determined now, spreading her own moisture over her labia lips and her clit. “You just have to be quiet, love.” He rubs in soft, slow circles. He knows perfectly well what he has to do to fire up every single of her nerve endings.

She gasps when he dips his finger into her wet heat and slides back up to her clit. He moves faster now, rubbing, circling, a constant rhythm that has her whimper and shaking on her knees.

“Kaidan, I...” she moans in desperate need.

“Shhh, quiet,” he orders.

She presses her hand to her mouth to muffle her moans and gasps as he plays on her like a well tuned instrument.

He holds her tight to his body. “I got you, love,” he whispers into her ear.

His voice, his strength, and his firm finger on her clit are like a bubble around her, pinpointing the world to just this moment, this caress, and she falls, falls into the euphoria, arching into his hold.

Her legs shake and Kaidan leads her to the sofa, settling her against him. “Feeling better now, love?”

She sighs, tension sliding off her like silk. “Yes, you’re the best.”

“My pleasure.”

She strains her neck to kiss him. “I love you,” she says, her lips still on his.

“I love you too,” he says and holds her tighter.

#shenko #shenkosmutthursday #shenko smut thursday #lemon #mass effect #mass effect fanfiction #my writing

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daydreamsonacloudyday · 6 years

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Just a little personal update:

So, I started going to therapy for my OCD over the summer.

One of the things we’re working on is my imbalance between my work and personal life. I take waaaaaay too much time trying to make all my lessons perfect and things like that (thank you, OCD brain), and there’s just so much other stuff that goes into being a teacher as well, that I end up having no time to do anything that makes me happy. And when I do have time, I’m too tired to do it. (I’ve been passing out on the couch by like 4/4:30 every Friday, okay.)

Anywho, one of the things we’ve discussed as something I want to do that I enjoy is writing more. We’ve been working on me writing during specific periods of time even when I don’t have any inspiration or ("writing mojo" as I like to call it). It’s still been hard as fuck, because I feel like no one cares about anything I write, but I’ve been trying to just write for me.

There was a period of time in college when I wrote thousands and thousands of words of Skyrim fanfiction, all for myself, just because it made me happy. I wasn’t posting it and no one was reading it, I just... liked to write about my Skyrim OC. I’m trying to think of those days, but baby steps.

Anywho, this is just a little update post since the school year is starting up again for me this week. With all of this in mind, I do hope to be posting fics more regularly throughout the year, and not just over breaks and vacations.

#my text post #personal ///#and with that i'm going to decide on what to write for shenko smut thursday so i can work on it tomorrow

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jeannedarcprice · 5 years

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🎂HAPPY BIRTHDAY @shotce!!🎂

But also my contribution to the last ever Shenko (Smut) Thursday over at @spectrekaidanalenko The theme was how the Shepards spend their birthday with Kaidan! (She’s always complaining that my work is too ‘finished’ and to sketch more. So here’s three birds with one stone! I hope you like it!)

#@shotce #shenko #mshenko #kaidan alenko #birthday cake #myart

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bagog · 5 years

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A Little Dream

I don’t normally post smut, but here’s something I wrote for the last ever Shenko Smut Thursday for @spectrekaidanalenko. It will be missed!

Shepard woke up on his stomach, hard against the mattress, one of Kaidan’s arms slung across his back. He’d woken up from a dream he couldn’t quite recall, but given how hard his dick was, it had been a good dream. Every morning lately had felt like waking up from a wonderful dream: Kaidan sleeping next to him, spooning up behind him as he slowly came-to before his alarm could sound.

Shepard closed his eyes, pressed his hips into the bed to chase after the friction of the sheets. He shifted onto his side to adjust himself and Kaidan unconsciously scooched up behind him and drew Shepard’s back to his chest. This did not help Shepard’s predicament—the feel of Kaidan soft, yet hips still pressing against Shepard’s ass. He pushed back into the heat, fingers curling into his pillow as he imagined Kaidan’s dick hardening, pushing past his resistance…

God, he was horny this morning.

It wasn’t a surprise after last night, to be honest. The last two weeks had seen the two of them slogging up to Shepard’s cabin, stripping down, and falling asleep soon as they hit the pillow. Last night, though, Shepard had some soft music playing and some drinks ready to go when Kaidan made it up to the Loft after his duty shift.

“Figured we could use a ‘night in,’” Shepard had remarked, handing Kaidan a drink. Kaidan had smiled and let himself lounge back on the couch, resting his legs over Shepard’s lap, testing the bounds of their new physical intimacy. Shepard cherished all the little moments like that. Since the look in his eyes at Apollo’s, Shepard knew he and his best-friend-turned-lover would have sex, but it was these little moments that made him wake up every morning with a smile on his face: realizing how much they had wanted to touch, to be near each other, for so long. Now they finally had their little touches in the elevator, resting their legs on each other’s lap, pressing back into the warmth of a lover in bed.

“You know what,” Kaidan said, after they’d been chatting for a while. “I don’t think we’ve ever had the chance to dance together yet, have we?”

“I don’t know. I don’t really dance.”

“Just the two of us here, John.” Kaidan using his first name was always a surefire way to melt Shepard’s resolve, and the two had stood up to dance cheek-to-cheek. “I never see you like this, John.” Kaidan had murmured into his ear, hand tightening around Shepard’s waist, fingers ever so slightly spreading down to feel the roundness of Shepard’s ass.

“Well, how’s it look?” Shepard had asked, pulling back. Kaidan answered with a deep kiss, keeping his eyes locked on Shepard’s until a hand behind his head had caused him to moan against Shepard’s lips and close his eyes.

They had danced and flirted idly as the playlist slowly became more energetic. Before long, Kaidan was back to front with Shepard, Shepard’s thumbs hooked into the waistband of his pants. Shepard had taken in the scent of Kaidan, kissing up his neck and pulling him back into his hips.

Despite the foreplay, the two of them had still been exhausted, and by the time Shepard had shucked off Kaidan’s clothes and was making out with him on the bed, the two were already yawning and falling asleep. The whole night warped together with whatever dream Shepard had been having before he woke up, now, in Kaidan’s arms. No wonder he was so hard.

He scooted out of Kaidan’s embrace, and his lover rolled over onto his back in his sleep. He really was the deepest sleeper Shepard had ever met, and it made him jealous in a lot of ways. Shepard took in the sight of Kaidan’s body draped with only a thin sheet, the stretch and curvature of his muscles all tantalizingly obscured. He really should wake Kaidan up—he’d promised, after all, not to leave without waking him again.

Seized by a sudden thought, Shepard slid back under the sheet. He knew how to wake Kaidan up. He had to bend himself into an interesting shape, his legs sticking out over one side of the bed, but carefully he made his way down Kaidan’s sleeping form to his cock. Kaidan was such a deep sleeper. Shepard let his head rest briefly on Kaidan’s thigh, listening for any hitch in his breath that would mean he was waking up.

He took Kaidan into his mouth, rolling his soft cock around with his tongue. Still no sign of Kaidan waking up. Shepard laid like that for a moment, just holding Kaidan warm in his mouth, moving only his tongue. It didn’t take long before Kaidan’s cock slowly began to fill his mouth. Shepard moved to Kaidan’s balls, letting the semi-hard erection fall, wet, against his face. When he took one of Kaidan’s balls between his lips, his lover groaned above him. It was all Shepard could do not to laugh out loud—he couldn’t believe Kaidan was still sleeping through this. The hard cock against his cheek rose up, tenting the sheet and beckoning Shepard to run his lips from base to the tip, his stubbled chin making the sleeping man gasp as it came in contact with his balls.

He painted over Kaidan’s cock with his tongue, receiving a taste of Kaidan’s pre-come every time he reached the tip. He went down on Kaidan, hunching his body up under the sheet so he could get Kaidan into his throat. Shepard turned his head, letting Kaidan’s hips push his cock all the way to the back of his mouth and beyond. He swallowed around the curve of Kaidan’s dick inside him and his nose pressed into the soft hairs below Kaidan’s navel.

“Fuuuuuuuck” Kaidan groaned above him. Shepard pressed his tongue against the thickness in his mouth, letting one hand stray up to play with Kaidan’s nipple. “Sh-Shepard?” Kaidan asked, groggily. Shepard took the opportunity to pull back until only the Kaidan’s head was in his mouth before plunging back down. “Oh fuck. John.”

Hearing his name, as always, melted Shepard, and momentarily he choked on the cock bucking in his throat. Kaidan threw the sheet off them, and Shepard took in the site of him, looming over where he was pressed between Kaidan’s thighs. He moaned when Kaidan’s hands took either side of his head and slowly began to fuck his face. Free of the sheet, Shepard could finally move himself into a better position to go fast on Kaidan’s cock.

The Loft was full of the sounds of Shepard’s lips sliding up and down on Kaidan’s cock, Kaidan moaning and praising Shepard all the time. Suddenly, as if it had suddenly become too much, Kaidan hooked his fingers behind Shepard’s jaw and gently pulled the man off of him, up to his lips to kiss. He was hunched forward, trying to keep himself from orgasm, and Shepard devoured his lips, absolutely dripping from watching Kaidan come undone.

“Don’t wanna come yet,” Kaidan choked out between kisses, hi slips now as slick and shining as Shepard’s.

“Whatever you want.” Shepard straddled Kaidan’s waist, letting his slick cock slide between Shepard’s cheeks. He arched his back, moaned at the feel of the head of Kaidan’s cock against the tightness of his ass. Kaidan moved down to kiss his chest, thrusting his hips, spreading the wetness all around Shepard’s hole. Kaidan again sealed his mouth against Shepard’s.

“I want to eat your ass in the shower, then I wanna fuck you.”

Shepard beamed.

“Lead the way.” He was fairly certain whatever dream he’d been having, it wasn’t as good as that.

#shenkosmutthursday #smut #mshenko #lemon #are we not using 'nsfw' anymore?#should I put this on AO3 too?#help me dear reader

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forlornmelody · 5 years

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A Quick and Dirty Surprise

Rating: Explicit (absolutely no plot whatsoever)

Ship: Femshep x Kaidan Alenko

AO3 Link: Here

Summary: Kaidan has a special surprise planned for his girlfriend, Commander Shepard. But it's really hard to surprise someone when work gets in the way, so he gets creative.

Note: Been a while since I wrote fshenko, but I heard @spectrekaidanalenko was hosting the last Shenko Smut Thursday this week, so I had to get some words in. Enjoy!

“Coming in to pick you up.”

The smell of Atlas barbeque still singed in Shepard’s ears as she checked her armor for any damage. She had a burn mark from when a missile exploded just a little too close to her shields, but other than that. “Copy.”

“How long do you think it’ll take him?” Kaidan eyed the building behind them. Why he’d still be interested in the bases’s broken defenses, she had no idea.

Shepard shrugged, cleaning her gun and slinging it back into her holster. “He shouldn’t be too far out of range. He probably used the building for cover.” She itched to get her armor off. Maybe put on some sweats and appropriate James's workout station.

“Shit.” James said from behind them.

“Cerberus?” Shepard asked without thinking.

“Huh? No. Storm’s coming in.” James pointed behind them. “Fast.”

So much for getting her armor off. Shepard pressed on her comm. “Cortez? Head back to the Normandy. We’ll catch up when the storm passes.”

“You sure, Shepard?” Kaidan looked like she just stole his dessert.

“Can’t be helped. Everyone inside!” Hopefully they hadn’t shot out all the windows already.

Between the three of them, they managed to shut the doors. “Vega--get the heat back on.”

“Sure thing, Lola.”

Shepard settled on a stool, swinging it back and forth. Her veins still rattled with battle adrenaline--and right now it had nowhere to go. Kaidan looked equally tense, though currently he was using an undamaged terminal to look at the weather. He swore under his breath. “Guess we could always do a push up contest.”

“Without me?” James called out from the control room. A second later the furnace kicked on, and they all sighed with relief.

“Ha.” Kaidan narrowed his eyes at the screen. “Actually. I need to debrief with the Commander. He pointed at the terminal. “Lieutenant?”

“Seriously?”

“Alenko’s right. Keep an eye on the radar--for the storm, and for any goons we might’ve missed.” Shepard followed Kaidan to a side room--armory by the look of things--wondering what this was all about. Field debriefs weren’t really Kaidan’s style. At least she wouldn’t be coming out empty-handed “Something on your mind, Kaidan?” She stuck the pistol upgrade in her utility belt.

Kaidan closed the door behind them and locked it. Okay. This definitely wasn’t his style. He stared out the window, peering out over the sill. James stood far below at the terminal--his attention still glued to the screen, though the young lieutenant still bounced on his feet. “This storm has really bad timing.”

Shepard slid beside him, daring to lean her head on his shoulder. “Could be worse. At least we’re not being shot at.”

“Good point. But the day’s almost over.” He pulled up his omni-tool to show her the time.

“You had something in mind?” They had been planning to get together after the mission for a... more personal debrief in her cabin. But that could always wait til after their sleep cycle, right?

“This isn’t the kind of day you want to spend in a shot-up base, you know?”

“Something special going on today?” She reached over, wrapping her fingers in his, squeezing gently. Unprofessional, yes. But ever since they reconciled after the Coup, Shepard wasn’t going to waste any moment not touching him.

“Shepard.” Kaidan looked at her in exasperation. “Don’t tell me you forgot.”

Her eyes widened as she stepped back to look at him. “Shit. It’s not our anniversary, is it?” How did they even mark such things, anyway? The day she came back? Their first hook up before Illos? Their first date on the Citadel was only a couple weeks ago--she thought. Time moved kind of funny in wartime.

“You have got to be kidding.” Kaidan guffawed, taking both her hands in his. “How are we supposed to celebrate if you don’t even remember?”

“You aren’t going to tell me?” Jane almost pleaded, and Kaidan shook his head, laughing harder. She let him pull her close, flush against his chest--their armor bouncing with a soft clang.

“Maybe I want to surprise you.” He ducked his face close to hers, letting his breath, and his biotics stir with hers. A shiver swept down her spine.

“Kaidan.” Shepard blushed. They didn’t usually get this informal with their armor on. “We’re still on the clock.”

Kaidan’s finger and thumb rested on the release button for her armor seals. “Door’s locked. And James is busy standing watch.” He brushed his lips against hers. “And that storm isn’t stopping anytime soon.”

“In here?” There wasn’t even a bed in here. Not that such conditions had ever stopped them before. The Spectre Office on the Citadel. The elevator in the Normandy. Her shower.

“You can top if you’re that worried about the floor.” Kaidan laughed, but he didn’t press the button until Shepard nodded. Her boyfriend always left a way out. Her chest plate fell forward, away from her neck brace, and she pried it off her head. Together they removed the rest of her armor and set it aside. Shepard moved to remove the top of her undersuit, but Kaidan stopped her hand. “Leave it.”

“Worried about the time?” Shepard twisted her wrist around his, grabbing his hand so she could remove his gloves.

“It’s sticking to you. How the hell are we going to get it back on if you take it off?”

“Point,” Shepard undoes the seals on his neck brace, pulling off his armor until he’s as partially naked as she is, “taken.” She pauses to look him over. Anyone looking in would think them quite silly--good thing no one could see them up here.

“Like what you see?” Kaidan smiles at her, running hand up and down her side. He really wasn’t kidding about how sweaty her undersuit had become.

“Yeah. But not what I smell.”

“You stink too, you know.” He pulls her into a kiss as they tumble to the floor.

Usually, after a battle, sex is the last thing on Shepard’s mind. There’re reports to file, armor to clean, naps to be had. But Cerberus didn’t put up enough of a fight this time--counting too much on a single Atlas mech to take them down as a last resort. Clearly they underestimated this west-coast Terran trio. Shepard still feels like she could run five miles, and she directs all that energy, all that adrenaline into the man beside her. Their kisses are rough on each other’s skin, leaving their lips bruised and their skin marked. Her fingers creep up his undershirt, scratching down his chest until he groans and holds grips her elbows. His teeth sink into her neck through her shirt, and she muffles her cry into his hair.

“Too much?” Kaidan gasps into her ear as her hands wind their way into his underpants.

“Never,” she sputters in reply, tugging on his ear lobe with her teeth.

Kaidan is less direct with his touch, opting instead to trace circles through the sweat-wicking fabric. Somehow it feels even more wonderful, feeling the soft satin of it rubbing against her clit. He teases and circles her with his fingers until she’s clinging to his shoulders, begging for him to take her right then and there. “Not yet.” He breathes into her skin, kissing down her neck to her chest, and between her legs.

“Kaidan,” she protests feebly, only to grabs the curls of his hair as he gives her one, nice, long lick from her bottom to her clit.

“Shh,” he whispers against her lower lips, “he might hear you.”

“Not. Fair,” she wheezes as she squeezes his scalp.

“I can gag you if you’d like.” He chuckles, pausing to look up at her, just as she’s near her peak.

His chuckle erupts into a full guffaw at the look on her face. “If I wear a gag, will you stop teasing me?”

“No promises.” Kaidan’s grin is sinful. Cheeky bastard. And she loves him even more for--wait. Is it love?

Shepard pushes the thought aside. She can deal with her feelings later. Right now, she just wants to feel him. All of him. Instead of ripping her sleeve, she bites her hand, and Kaidan swallows under her hungry gaze. He leans down, feeding her appetite with his own, tasting her wetness through her underclothes, edging the tip of his finger inside her. It’s when she’s nearly screaming that he edges her pants down.

Sweat drips down Kaidan’s face as he looks down at her. “Ready, Shepard?” His erection strains against his pants.

Eyeing the bite marks on her hand a moment, Shepard manages, “I was ready a century ago.” She maneuvers his bottoms past his straining erection. Kaidan’s snort is lost in a hiss as his length pops free. Spreading the precum across his tip, she crawls over him, and slides him inside.

Kaidan pulls her close, muffling his moans against her lips as she grinds up against him. He reaches down, playing with her clit with one hand, and holding her hips with the other. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

“So do you,” she breathes into his mouth, gasping as she finds a particularly good spot. Her teeth graze his neck as she hits it again, and again, and--

“That’s it.” Kaidan gasps. “Almost there.” His fingers dig into her skin. A guttural Asound escapes his throat.

Shepard bites Kaidan’s lip and he pulses inside her. Pulling out, he fingers her until she’s shuddering on his lap--lost in his mouth, the slick of his skin, and his breath heavy in her ears. “Mm.” She gives him a parting kiss, still tasting herself on his lips.

Kaidan smiles sheepishly as she reaches for her armor. “Happy birthday, Shepard.”

“Wait.” Her hand pauses on her breastplate, and she stares up at him. “How’d you know it was my birthday?”

“Personnel records. You should try reading them sometime.”

“Ass.” Kaidan laughs louder, loud enough for James to hear them.

“What the hell are you two doing up there? Taxidermy?”

#shenkosmutthursdays #fshenko #shenko #mass effect #kaidan alenko #femshep #lemon

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skinnyazn · 2 years

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/35417236?view_full_work=true

My second fic is completed! This is a Shenko angst fic, with the last chapter being very explicit.

“It was two years, Shepard. Of waking in cold sweats in the middle of the night. Of replaying every scenario before Alchera, desperately trying to find ways I could go back and save you. The survivor’s guilt wrecked me. I didn’t sleep, didn’t eat. I locked myself away from everyone. Lost touch with Joker, Garrus—the whole crew. Wasn’t until Anderson personally came to my apartment on the Citadel after eight months and smacked some sense into me. Convinced me you’d kick my ass if you’d saw the way I dragged this dark void around me.”

Shepard kept her steely gaze. The silence was unbearably loud. “Please say something, Shepard. Don’t leave me like this,” he whispered, voice nearly breaking.

#shenko #shenko smut #shenko smut thursday #mass effect #mass effect fic #post horizon #fanfiction #me2 #commander shepard #Shepard #kaidan alenko #shepard x kaidan #femshep #writing #my art #my fic

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estalfaed-archived · 6 years

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SST 8.2.18 - Crossovers

I have been toying with this Mass Effect/Harry Potter xover idea in my head for a while now and thought this was the perfect opportunity to experiment with the idea. So have magic wizards in space I guess, hope you like it! Written for Shenko Smut Thursday over at @spectrekaidanalenko

SST 8.2.18 - Hocus Pocus

Shepard stared up into the sky, reading the stars above him. They told him nothing, as usual. Astronomy and Divination was always more Kaidan’s specialty, the Auror far more suited to the strange study than John would ever be. Give him a wand and his spells, his hexes and jinxes, the fight and the chase, the thrill of battle and taking down one more of Grindelwald Reborn’s idiot followers.

Giving up on the stars and their mysteries, he scanned his surroundings again. There was no one in the dimly lit streets, and yet the chilly night air crackled with energy, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end.

His current target, one Saren Arterius, had been leading him on one hell of a chase all through Europe and beyond before disappearing again and Shepard was getting beyond fed up with it. He hoped this lead would pan out, give him something to go on.

A soft sound caught his attention, the sole of a leathered boot scuffing the ground, was his only warning before the darkness was lit up with three red curses being flung his way. The sound had given him the advantage he needed though, and the blasts fizzled through the air where Shepard used to be, having apparated across the street, a few feet from his attacker. His wand flicked smoothly, tracing the air before coils of ropes shot out of the tip, flinging them towards the startled wizard, who muttered something John’s translator didn’t pick up.

The fiery explosion blasted the ropes apart and flung Shepard flying, he managed to hold onto his wand, if just, as he tumbled and the heat of the blast singed his face, luckily the rest of him was covered in the armor given to him by the Council. Top of the line synth weave and kinetic shielding taking the brunt of the damage.

“…fucking ouch.” He blinked the tears from his eyes and rolled to his feet. He took in the charred mess that used to be another person and shook his head. “That’s what you get for using confringo on a close range target, you dumb ass.” With an annoyed huff, he nudged the corpse with his booted foot before pulling out his omni-tool to scan the…man?

John activated his comms before lowering his voice and speaking into them, “Hey Joker, I’m sending you some data for analysis, make sure it gets to Karen and Liara stat, alright?”

“Roger that, commander. Receiving the data now.” There was a momentary pause from the cocky pilot before he spoke again. “Got it. Oh wow, that’s gross. What did you do to the guy, Shepard? I thought you needed him alive?”

Shepard rolled his eyes. “The idiot did it to himself.” A wizard wearing the same garb as the previous man apparated about twenty feet away from him. “…and I’m pretty sure this was a set up.”

He started running when two more wizards’ apparated not far from the first one. “Fucking scratch that. It is a set up.” Two more apparated behind the others and Shepard new he was in trouble. “I gotta pull out.” He pointed his wand behind him in the direction of his enemies and shouted, “Expulso.” The blast of blue light behind him followed by cries of pain let him know he got at least one of them.

Knowing a quick exit was necessary, Shepard focused on where he wanted to go, preparing to apparate back to the CIC on the Normandy when a silver dome shimmered into existence overhead. It covered at least ten blocks. How many bastards were out there right now? “Fuck. Joker, they created a null zone. I can’t apparate out. I’m gonna need back up. There are at least five hostiles and definitely more who set up the null zone.”

Another voice piped in on the comms, and, as it always did, sent flutters tingling down Shepard’s spine, even as he ran his ass off. “Shepard, I’ve got Garrus and we’re on our way. Which direction are you headed? The zone is interfering with your tracker.”

He searched desperately for a street sign as he flung himself around a corner, dodging a blistering hex as it flew by. “Headed north east off of, uh…Growther Street.” The hex collided with the side of a brick building and exploded, showering bits of debris that pinged off his armor and kinetic shielding.

There was a momentary pause and then, “Got it. I apparated us outside the dome but it looks like we can walk through it. Headed your way.”

“Thanks, Kaidan.”

“Just try to stay alive until then, John.”

Shepard’s wand flicked in a complicated arch before unleashing a torrent of shimmering golden flames, he waved his wand forward towards the enemies perusing him and the flames surged forward, a brilliant wave of light that engulfed two as they rounded the corner. He turned and started running again as their screams filled the night air. “Working on it.”

He skirted around a corner, wand pointed forward and narrowly managed to avoid three more hooded enemies by sinking into a darkened alleyway. With what felt like titanic effort, Shepard calmed his breathing and cast one of his favorite charms on himself. A simple thing, really. It disguised the casted object to blend in with its surroundings. As long as he stayed still, they would never notice he was there. It was a godsend in covert missions, and he found himself using it often in unexpected ways.

“Fucking hell, we better get this bastard.” One of the three said, his voice gruff and filled with rage. “He killed Dodgins, Velker and Kerry. Pretty sure Reichert won’t recover from those flames either.”

Another one piped up. “Why the hell are we wasting time with a Council Spectre? We should be working with Saren on finding the beacon so…”

“Shut up you idiot.” The third one smacked the other man on the back of the head, his robes were more ornate than the others. “You say another fucking word and I’ll drop you dead myself.”

That was interesting. Shepard filed the information away to compile in a report later. Whatever Saren wanted with a…beacon, it couldn’t be good. He was almost in the clear, the men almost finished walking past, when he heard a small noise at his feet. A tabby cat had crawled out of one of the windows above him and was mewling and pawing at his feet. Yellow eyes focused on him. It let out another shrill meow which caught the attention of the defacto leader of the trio. Shepard couldn’t move or he’d blow the charm, but he internally cursed when the cat leapt up and managed to land on his shoulder, meowing in his ear.

“Is…is t-that cat floating?”

The ornately robed wizard cursed and pointed his wand at Shepard and the cat. “No you idiot, it’s the Spec…” He didn’t finish his sentence before his head exploded and his body crumpled to twitch at the other men’s feet.

“W-what the hell?”

Both remaining foes were engulfed in a blue glow, lifted into the air and then slammed hard against the pavement with a sickening crunch. Their broken bodies laid next to the other one, silent and unmoving.

Shepard tensed for a moment before a familiar face encased in a biotic barrier strutted around the corner, cocky, confident and so fucking sexy. “Looks like you’re having a bad day Shepard.”

Kaidan’s normally brown eyes were alight with blue energy, narrowing in on him with the cat still sitting on his shoulder. Kaidan’s lips turned upward into a smirk Shepard immediately wanted to kiss off. So he did. Breaking the charm and shrugging the cat off of him, he pulled Kaidan into a searing kiss, their armor clanking together with the force of the impact.

His tongue ran along Kaidan’s lips, seeking entrance and the other man happily complied, opening to him with a soft moan that sent chills down Shepard’ spine.

“Ok, ok. Get a room you horndogs. The null zone is still up meaning we have more hostiles and I’d like to get the hell out of here before one of them hocus pocus’s me.” Garrus’s eyes roamed the street, his back turned away from them both, sniper rifle held in both hands.

Reluctantly, Shepard pulled away from his lover before turning to smirk at Garrus. “Oh we plan to. The moment we’re out of this barrier I’m apparating us straight to my cabin, so you better hustle your ass outta there.”

The Turian cursed and shook his head. “Great. Let’s just go, shall we?”

Kaidan let out a soft chuckle and raised his wand at the ready, Shepard mirroring the position. The three of them made quick work of any wizard stupid enough to challenge them. With Kaidan’s biotics and magic, Garrus’s lightning fast reflexes and perfect shots, and Shepard’s deadly hexes and jinxes they made it outside the null zone with barely a scratch.

True to his word, Shepard wrapped a hand around Kaidan’s waist, pulling him in close, and then put his other on Garrus’s shoulder, apparating them out of the city and into the Commander’s quarters on the Normandy.

He was immediately removing his gauntlets and popping the seals of his armor, painfully hard in his suit, and Kaidan did the same. Only stopping to kiss furiously. Garrus beat a hasty retreat, the door locking shut behind him.

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