{"id":24981,"date":"2012-09-25T21:14:00","date_gmt":"2012-09-25T21:14:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.augustwritesabook.com\/tumblr-backup\/2012\/09\/25\/battle-scars-2\/"},"modified":"2012-09-25T21:14:00","modified_gmt":"2012-09-25T21:14:00","slug":"battle-scars-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.augustwritesabook.com\/tumblr-backup\/2012\/09\/25\/battle-scars-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Battle Scars"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Title<\/strong>: Battle Scars<\/p>\n

Fandom<\/strong>: Mass Effect<\/p>\n

Pairing<\/strong>: Garrus\/Shepard<\/p>\n

Warnings<\/strong>: NSFW. M\/M smut.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Gideon Shepard wasn\u2019t afraid of Reapers, Collectors, Rachni, vorcha, batarians, or even thresher maws.\u00a0 He\u2019d handled the geth and he\u2019d stamped down Cerberus.<\/p>\n

But right now, deep in the embrace of his ship, Gideon Shepard\u2019s stomach was doing flip-flops.\u00a0 His palms oozed sweat.\u00a0 He could detect the faintest breeze by the instant relief under his arms.<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

He put his hand against the lock and leaned fully against the door, letting his eyes flutter shut as he pressed his cheek to the metal.\u00a0 He licked dry lips.\u00a0 Inside, he could hear faint clunking and metallic noises\u2014the calibrations that never ceased.<\/p>\n

Okay<\/em>, he thought, okay.\u00a0 You\u2019re Commander Shepard.\u00a0 You really can do this.<\/em><\/p>\n

He engaged the lock.\u00a0 It clicked and hissed in what should have been a reassuring way\u2014EDI had just run an audit of the Normandy\u2019s security, after all\u2014but instead made him jump a step backwards.<\/p>\n

It was a very mild, amused look the turian bent over the workbench gave him.<\/p>\n

\u201cGlad to see you finally decided it was safe to come in,\u201d Garrus said, lifting a small metal ring away from the disassembled sniper rifle and examining it in the light.\u00a0 \u201cReally, I know the Indra hurts when she hits you, but on the operating table, she\u2019s a harmless little thing.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shepard rubbed the back of his neck.\u00a0 \u201cYou could see me out there?\u201d<\/p>\n

Garrus rolled around on his heels and grinned.\u00a0 \u201cYou think I got to where I am fully intact by sleeping with both eyes closed?\u00a0 Please, Storm.\u00a0 I\u2019m a turian mercenary running wild with a handful of rogue humans.\u00a0 Security isn\u2019t a luxury, it\u2019s a necessity.\u201d<\/p>\n

The sound of his nickname rolling off Garrus\u2019s tongue made Shepard sweat.\u00a0 He arranged his face into a scowl.\u00a0 \u201cI don\u2019t recall giving you permission to install anything on my ship.\u201d<\/p>\n

Garrus\u2019s eyebrows rose.\u00a0 \u201cWhat would be the point of that<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRespect for your commander?\u201d\u00a0 Shepard folded his arms and tried to lean nonchalantly against the door.<\/p>\n

The turian just smiled and turned back to his work.\u00a0 \u201cNow, now.\u00a0 Don\u2019t go spoiling all<\/em> my fun.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI, uh\u2026\u201d\u00a0 Shepard\u2019s throat felt heavy and dry.\u00a0 \u00a0\u201cI was actually thinking\u2026\u00a0 Fun.\u00a0 The Citadel\u2019s fun.\u00a0 We should go.\u00a0 There.\u00a0 Together.\u201d<\/p>\n

Garru\u2019s shoulders shook with silent laughter.\u00a0 \u201cAre you asking me out, Storm?\u201d<\/p>\n

The door chose that moment to attempt to reengage, bumping forward like an elevator door.\u00a0 It withdrew immediately, sensing the presence of a warm body, but it was just enough pressure to throw Shepard off-balance.\u00a0 He pitched forward, hands shooting out by instinct, and was expecting a face full of grimy Normandy floor.<\/p>\n

Instead, strong turian arms caught him before he could hit the ground, one three-fingered hand on either shoulder.\u00a0 He gripped Garrus\u2019s wrists, pulling himself back to his feet quickly.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019m good,\u201d he said, voice warbling the last syllable into two.<\/p>\n

Garrus didn\u2019t let go, turning to close and lock the door but not releasing his hold.\u00a0 Shepard felt his hearbeat quicken, though he was trying with as much focus as he could muster to regulate his breathing.\u00a0 He felt his control slip as the blood rushed to his erection, which pushed painfully against the confines of his bodysuit.<\/p>\n

The turian\u2019s breath tickled his ear: \u201cDamn Federation armor.\u00a0 It\u2019s like an asari peep show: just enough of a preview to get you excited, but you\u2019re never quite satisfied with what you get to see.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shepard drew in a shuddering breath.\u00a0 \u201cDid you want to take care of that for me, Vakarian?\u201d<\/p>\n

At this, Garrus spun him around and pushed him up against the workbench.\u00a0 \u201cFor you, Shepard, I\u2019d strip the teeth off a krogan.\u00a0 Personally, I\u2019d rather strip you<\/em> down.\u201d<\/p>\n

Pressed between the turian and the bench, Shepard struggled for a deep breath.\u00a0 He grinned.\u00a0 \u201cSubtle.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know.\u201d\u00a0 Garrus\u2019s\u00a0 hands sought the releases in the armor; every piece that fell away heightened Shepard\u2019s sense of urgency.<\/p>\n

He, too, began to fumble with the latches.\u00a0 Goddamnit, why didn\u2019t I wear my casuals today?<\/em><\/p>\n

Finally, his armor was off.\u00a0 He stood shivering a little in his bodysuit while Garrus took a step back and nodded, hands on hips.\u00a0 \u201cHuh.\u00a0 Well.\u00a0 This is one peep show that didn\u2019t disappoint at the finale.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shepard clawed at the back of his neck frantically\u2014the itch there was terrible.\u00a0 \u201cI, uh, think this would go a little easier if you\u2014y\u2019know.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cUndressed?\u201d\u00a0 Garrus moved in to rest his hand on Shepard\u2019s shoulder, and even with his armor between them the gesture was intimate.\u00a0 \u201cCome on.\u00a0 We\u2019ve been brothers in arms for how long now?\u00a0 You can be frank with me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI need it,\u201d Garrus said, and pulled Shepard in for a kiss.<\/p>\n

Turian lips are coarse but pliable.\u00a0 Shepard felt like his face was being caressed by a varren, but the electricity behind it overshadowed the strangeness that threatened to pull him out of the blissful clouds he was floating through.\u00a0 Finally, they broke away for breath, and Shepard gripped the rim of Garrus\u2019s torso armor.\u00a0 \u201cGet out of this.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes sir, commander sir.\u201d\u00a0 Garrus stepped back, a twinkle in his eyes.\u00a0 \u201cAnything else while we\u2019re being frank?\u201d<\/p>\n

Courage, for Shepard, always felt like a hot wind rushing up through his stomach.\u00a0 He grinned.\u00a0 \u201cFuck me like you mean it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAtta boy,\u201d the turian said, pulling his torso piece over his head.<\/p>\n

Shepard discreetly pushed the Indra rifle away, taking nuts and screws and metal bits with it.\u00a0 He could just sit in the cleared space and did, gripping the edge of the bench so tightly his knuckles went white.<\/p>\n

\u201cAwwww. Nervous?\u201d<\/p>\n

He looked up and bit his lip.\u00a0 Garrus hadn\u2019t stopped at the bodysuit; he was fully naked, standing in such a way that Shepard had to laugh.\u00a0 \u201cNot when you\u2019re posing like a horny batarian.\u201d<\/p>\n

Garrus tilted his head and brought his hand to his mouth.\u00a0 \u201cGasp,\u201d he said.\u00a0 \u201cYour words, they sting.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cLock the door.\u201d\u00a0 Shepard injected as much commander\u2019s force into the words as he could and appreciated the way Garrus snapped to attention and jumped to obey.\u00a0 When the lock was engaged\u2014inside release only\u2014the turian leaned back on the door.<\/p>\n

\u201cSo who\u2019s in charge of this?\u00a0 Because I\u2019m good at the games, and I\u2019m good either way, but I have to know.\u201d\u00a0 He stroked the underside of his chin with one finger.\u00a0 \u201cWishy-washy doesn\u2019t keep me hard.\u201d<\/p>\n

Finally<\/em>.\u00a0 Shepard had been waiting for a cue, something that would really make this real and final, and now he let himself drop his gaze to the turian\u2019s sinuous blue cock.\u00a0 He couldn\u2019t hide his smirk.\u00a0 \u201cLooks like it\u2019s working pretty well right now.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGive me a break,\u201d Garrus said, throwing his hands up and advancing towards the workbench. \u201cI\u2019ve wanted you for a long<\/em> time.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shepard shrugged out of the jumpsuit as the turian made his slow way across the room.\u00a0 Their bare chests were just inches apart when he reached up and took Garrus\u2019s face between both hands.\u00a0 He had to wet his lips to get the words out.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re in charge, Vakarian.\u00a0 Make it count.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes sir,\u201d the turian hissed.\u00a0 His hands went firmly on the top of Shepard\u2019s head and he pushed the human down, down, off the bench.<\/p>\n

Shepard stifled a gasp as the cock brushed his face.\u00a0 It felt like it looked: sinuous, powerful, with tiny grooves along its entirety.\u00a0 He put his lips to it and closed his eyes.\u00a0 Garrus tasted like metal and sweat and some kind of spice he couldn\u2019t place.\u00a0 Slowly, he rasped his tongue up and down the length, which, he realized with a start, was considerable.<\/p>\n

He pulled away and peered up at the turian, who was letting his breath hiss between his mandibles in a very satisfying way.<\/p>\n

\u201cHow\u2019s this gonna\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe\u2019ll figure it out.\u00a0 Get back to work.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shepard couldn\u2019t hide a doofy grin as he returned to his task.\u00a0 Grinning like a fool<\/em>, he berated himself, but half-heartedly.\u00a0 He really had<\/em> been waiting a long time to make a move.<\/p>\n

He pressed down hard on Garrus\u2019s full length, gagging as the tip squirmed at the back of his throat.\u00a0\u00a0 Pulling away, he licked the excess spit towards the top, then nibbled gently along the line of the ridges.\u00a0 Garrus growled softly.\u00a0 \u201cHarder.\u201d<\/p>\n

A thrill ran up Shepard\u2019s spine and he obeyed, pressing his teeth harder against the scales.\u00a0 He fell back to running his tongue along the length, swallowing the whole cock with a moan of his own.\u00a0 Faster and faster he pumped, reaching up to grasp the turian\u2019s ass to hold him closer.<\/p>\n

Finally, with a whimper, Garrus pushed him away.\u00a0 \u201cEnough,\u201d he said.\u00a0 \u201cOr this\u2019ll be a lot shorter than you deserve.\u201d<\/p>\n

He offered Shepard a hand.\u00a0 Shepard took it, his eyes locked on Garrus\u2019s as he slowly got to his feet.\u00a0 \u201cFuck,\u201d Shepard finally breathed, \u201cI didn\u2019t realize what I was missing.\u201d<\/p>\n

The turian ran an open-palmed hand down his torso and grinned.\u00a0 \u201cOh, I did.\u201d<\/p>\n

A strange rush of desperation and desire swept over Shepard.\u00a0 He clamped a fist around the turian\u2019s cock.\u00a0 \u201cMake it up to me?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMmm, only because you ask so nice.\u201d\u00a0 With one finger, Garrus made it very clear what he wanted his commander to do.<\/p>\n

Shepard shivered and turned as instructed, leaning over the table.\u00a0 \u201cGet comfortable,\u201d Garrus said.\u00a0 \u201cYou might be there a while.\u201d<\/p>\n

Gingerly, Shepard reached back and opened himself up to Garrus.\u00a0 The faint breeze from the electronics tickled, but it was easy to keep a straight face with the prospect of a turian about to enter him.<\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s make this easy on you the first go-round.\u201d<\/p>\n

Then there was a snaky, meandering tongue flicking at his asshole.\u00a0 Shepard gasped and threw his head back; he could barely get enough breath, it felt so good.\u00a0 In time with his motion, Garrus thrust his tongue harder against the hole, probing the sensitive skin, making lances of light and color shoot up in Shepard\u2019s vision.\u00a0 He clung to the workbench with both hands until there were flecks of wood or metal or something under his nails.<\/p>\n

Then Garrus planted a slap on each cheek.\u00a0 \u201cRight.\u00a0 Turn around so I can pound you.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shepard rolled over, his eyes blurred so there seemed to be two of Garrus.\u00a0 \u201cTurians don\u2019t play around, it seems.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNot when we\u2019re serious about getting something we\u2014want<\/em>.\u201d\u00a0 On the last word, Garrus grabbed Shepard\u2019s ankles and heaved them into the air.\u00a0 \u201cNow.\u00a0 Stay still.\u00a0 I\u2019ll be gentle.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shepard bit his lip and closed his eyes.\u00a0 The three fingers brushed his face and he opened them again to see Garrus shaking his head.\u00a0 \u201cCareful.\u00a0 Biting\u2019s a bad idea.\u201d<\/p>\n

Shepard nodded wordlessly.\u00a0 The turian grinned.\u00a0 \u201cGood boy.\u201d<\/p>\n

He pressed.\u00a0 Just the tip, but enough that Shepard clenched up and moaned.\u00a0 Garrus stroked the inside of his thigh until he was able to focus on the turian\u2019s face again.\u00a0 \u201cShhhhh.\u00a0 Relax.\u00a0 It\u2019s much better if you relax.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHow would\u2014you know?\u201d Shepard said through gritted teeth.<\/p>\n

Garrus just chuckled and licked one finger, rubbing the spit around the hole.\u00a0 He popped up on tiptoe and leaned over to plant a sloppy kiss on Shepard\u2019s forehead.\u00a0 \u201cLike I said\u2014turians are serious about getting what they want.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI appreciate this trait.\u201d\u00a0 Shepard gripped Garrus\u2019s face in both hands again.\u00a0 \u201cMake me cum, Archangel.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOooooh.\u201d\u00a0 Garrus\u2019s mandibles twitched with pleasure.\u00a0 \u201cI could get used to that.\u201d<\/p>\n

He licked his finger again and this time pushed a little further inside Shepard.\u00a0 He moved rhythmically, never so quickly that Shepard got close, but fast enough that the human was moaning and squirming.<\/p>\n

\u201cLet me in,\u201d the turian said, low and intense, and Shepard lifted his hips so Garrus could push himself in.<\/p>\n

The ridges were gentle, leaving a tingling sensation that ran from Shepard\u2019s ass to his teeth every time Garrus withdrew slightly.\u00a0 They moved together without words, battle-hardened against battle-scarred, saying what they couldn\u2019t say about all those close calls, all those near-deaths, all those losses.<\/p>\n

Shepard buried his face in Garrus\u2019s chest as they swayed, and after a while the turian wrapped him in both arms and held him close.\u00a0 He quickened his pace, deepening the creases in Shepard\u2019s forehead.\u00a0 Shepard fumbled for his own hard cock, but Garrus swatted his hand away.<\/p>\n

\u201cAllow me,\u201d he said, and dipped and twisted so that his tongue could caress Shepard\u2019s cock while he still moved inside the human.<\/p>\n

Shepard cried out, shifting so the angle was easier on Garrus, and threw his head back.\u00a0 \u201cC\u2019mon, Vakarian!\u201d<\/p>\n

Garrus grunted his acknowledgment and pulled away from Shepard\u2019s cock with a satisfying pop.\u00a0 He took over with one hand, steadying himself on the table with the other while he thrust harder and harder.\u00a0 Shepard\u2019s moan became stilted by the motion; his hands could not find anywhere to be satisfied and groped at the rough skin he could reach.<\/p>\n

Then, nothing: blinding, roaring nothing; and he could feel Garrus hitting nothing too.\u00a0 Garrus was a warm presence hovered over him; Garrus was the only solid, safe thing; Garrus was here and his.<\/p>\n

They took their time recovering.\u00a0 Garrus eased himself out and then lay lightly across Shepard\u2019s chest.\u00a0 \u201cWell, Storm, I\u2019d say we did okay, first go-round,\u201d he said after a while, his thumb toying with the whorls of hair near Shepard\u2019s nipples.<\/p>\n

For his part, Shepard was content to catch his breath and enjoy the tingling sensation in his legs.\u00a0 \u201cMmmm.\u201d<\/p>\n

The lock started to engage.<\/p>\n

The sound jolted them back into action, their battle-honed reflexes allowing them to be fully dressed, if a bit disheveled, by the time the voice on the other side of the door began her demands.<\/p>\n

\u201cOpen up in there!\u00a0 Garrus, I know you have been avoiding calibrating my suit, but I have the sniffles and if I get sicker I will march up to the Shepard\u2019s quarters and I will\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

Garrus hit the release on the door and Shepard struck what he hoped was a casual pose.\u00a0 \u201cTali!\u00a0 Come down for some calibrations?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShepard was down here\u2014well, he was asking about some of the special features of my personal weapon\u2014collection\u2014\u201d\u00a0 The turian suddenly found an itch to scratch that turned him away from the little quarian.<\/p>\n

She folded her arms across her chest, looking much larger than she was.\u00a0 \u201cOh really<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n

They exchanged a look.\u00a0 \u201cYup,\u201d Garrus said.\u00a0 Shepard cleared his throat.<\/p>\n

\u201cJust because I grew up surrounded by geth-obsessed scientists does not<\/em> mean I am incapable of recognizing the mating sounds of organics.\u201d\u00a0 Tali managed to convey a deep frown; both males looked over her head at something far more interesting.\u00a0 \u201cI suppose I should not be surprised.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSurprised by what?\u201d\u00a0 Garrus had rearranged his expression to one of mild amusement.<\/p>\n

She stared them down for a beat longer, then threw up her arms.\u00a0 \u201cBah!\u00a0 Males.\u00a0 Why do I bother.\u201d\u00a0 Turning on her heel, she flounced out of the room.<\/p>\n

Shepard opened his mouth, but Garrus reached over and pushed it shut.\u00a0 \u201cShe\u2019ll remember.\u201d<\/p>\n

The touch calmed him, and Shepard gripped the three fingers with his five.\u00a0 \u201cThanks.\u201d<\/p>\n

The turian inclined his head.\u00a0 \u201cAny time.\u201d<\/p>\n

They continued to gaze at each other until finally Garrus gently nudged Shepard off the desk.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ll be here if you need me.\u201d\u00a0 He winked.\u00a0 \u201cCan it wait for a bit?\u00a0 I\u2019m in the middle of some calibrations.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll calibrate your\u2026\u201d\u00a0 Shepard snapped his mouth shut.\u00a0 \u201cYou know what, I\u2019ll just\u2026I\u2019ll just stop.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cGood boy,\u201d Garrus said with a faint smile, and the way he turned his shoulders to the workbench, Shepard knew it was time to leave.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Title: Battle Scars Fandom: Mass Effect Pairing: Garrus\/Shepard Warnings: NSFW. M\/M smut. Gideon Shepard wasn\u2019t afraid of Reapers, Collectors, Rachni, vorcha, batarians, or even thresher maws.\u00a0 He\u2019d handled the geth and he\u2019d stamped down Cerberus. But right now, deep in the embrace of his ship, Gideon Shepard\u2019s stomach was doing flip-flops.\u00a0 His palms oozed sweat.\u00a0 … <\/p>\n

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