Jane Shepard's new life

Commander Jane Shepard leaned back in her chair aboard the Normandy, her fingers drumming rhythmically against the console. The mission reports were tedious, but necessary. The Illusive Man’s latest directive had been cryptic, as usual, but she trusted him—or, at least, she trusted his resources. Still, something felt… off. A faint hum in the base of her skull, a warmth spreading through her veins. She shook her head, trying to dispel the sensation.

“Shepard?” Kaidan’s voice cut through her thoughts, his tone laced with concern. He stood in the doorway of her quarters, his brow furrowed. “You okay? You look… distracted.”

Shepard **** a smile, though her pulse quickened inexplicably. “Just tired. Too many late nights.”

Kaidan stepped inside, the door sliding shut behind him. His presence filled the room, and Shepard’s stomach fluttered in a way she couldn’t explain. She felt… alive, in a way she hadn’t in months. Her skin prickled, and she shifted in her chair, crossing her legs as if to contain the heat building between them.

“You’ve been pushing yourself too hard,” Kaidan said, his voice soft. “You know you don’t have to do everything alone.”

Shepard chuckled, though it came out breathier than she intended. “Someone’s got to save the galaxy, Alenko. Might as well be me.”

Kaidan stepped closer, and Shepard felt her body react before her mind could process it. Her breath hitched as he leaned against the edge of her desk, his dark eyes scanning her face. “You’re not invincible, Shepard. Even you need to take a break once in a while.”

Shepard swallowed hard, her heart hammering in her chest. The warmth in her veins was becoming unbearable, and she couldn’t tear her gaze away from him. “Is that your way of saying you’re worried about me?”

Kaidan smirked, a playful glint in his eye. “Maybe.”

The air between them crackled with tension, and Shepard felt a sudden, overwhelming urge to touch him. Her fingers twitched, and she gripped the arms of her chair to keep herself grounded. But the voice in the back of her mind—no, not a voice, a program—whispered, Why fight it?

Shepard stood abruptly, her movements uncharacteristically fluid. Kaidan raised an eyebrow, but before he could say anything, she stepped into his space, her body inches from his. She could feel the heat radiating off him, and it only fueled the fire burning inside her.

“Kaidan,” she murmured, her voice low and sultry. “What if I told you I didn’t want to take a break from everything tonight?”

Kaidan’s eyes widened, and a flush crept up his neck. “Shepard, I—“

She cut him off with a finger pressed to his lips, her touch electrifying. “Don’t think. Just… feel.”

For a moment, Kaidan hesitated, his chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. But then, as if compelled by the same invisible **** that had taken hold of Shepard, he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss.

Shepard moaned into his mouth, her hands fisting in the fabric of his shirt. The program in her brain surged, flooding her every thought with need. She pushed Kaidan backward until he hit the wall, her body pressed flush against his. Her hips ground into his, and she felt his hardness against her thigh, sending a jolt of pleasure through her core.

“Jesus, Shepard,” Kaidan gasped, his hands roaming her body. “What’s gotten into you?”

Shepard pulled back just enough to meet his gaze, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

Before he could respond, she dropped to her knees, her hands working quickly to unbuckle his belt. Kaidan groaned, his head falling back against the wall as she freed his cock, already hard and pulsing. She wasted no time, taking him into her mouth with a hunger that surprised even her.

“Fuck,” Kaidan muttered, his fingers tangling in her hair. “Shepard, I—“

She didn’t let him finish, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock before sinking down again. She could feel him trembling beneath her touch, and it only fueled her desire. The program in her brain whispered, Take control. Make him yours.

Shepard obeyed without hesitation, her mouth moving with a relentless rhythm. Her hands gripped his hips, holding him in place as she took him deeper, reveling in the way he throbbed against her tongue. She could feel his release building, but she wasn’t ready to let him go yet.

With a final, lingering stroke of her tongue, she pulled back, her lips swollen and glistening. Kaidan looked down at her, his eyes dark with lust. “Shepard, I… I need you.”

Shepard stood, a predatory glint in her eye. “Then take me.”

They moved to the bed in a flurry of tangled limbs and frantic kisses. Shepard’s hands were everywhere, tearing at Kaidan’s clothes until they were both bare, their skin hot and slick with sweat. She straddled him, her body poised above his cock as she guided him to her entrance.

“God, Shepard,” Kaidan breathed, his hands gripping her hips. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

She sank down onto him, a moan escaping her lips as he filled her completely. “Fuck, Kaidan,” she whispered, her hands braced against his chest. “You feel so good.”

She began to move, her hips rolling in slow, deliberate circles. Kaidan’s hands moved to her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples as she arched into his touch. The sensations were overwhelming, and Shepard felt herself on the edge of ecstasy, the program in her brain driving her higher with every thrust.

“Harder,” she gasped, her nails digging into his skin. “I need more.”

Kaidan obliged, his hips snapping up to meet hers as she rode him with increasing urgency. The sound of their bodies colliding filled the room, a symphony of skin against skin. Shepard’s breath came in short, **** gasps as the pleasure built, her muscles tightening around him.

“I’m close,” Kaidan groaned, his hands tightening on her hips. “Shepard, I—“

“Let go,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. “I want to feel you.”

With a final, **** thrust, Kaidan spilled inside her, his release sending her over the edge. She cried out, her body trembling as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She collapsed onto his chest, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as they clung to each other, both utterly spent.

Kaidan’s hand brushed against her cheek, his touch gentle despite the intensity of their passion. “That was… incredible.”

Shepard smiled, though her thoughts were already racing. The program in her brain hummed with satisfaction, but she knew this was only the beginning. The Illusive Man had given her a new mission, and she was just starting to understand what it entailed.

As Kaidan’s breathing slowed and his eyes fluttered shut, Shepard gazed at him, a strange mix of affection and desire swirling in her chest. She knew things would never be the same between them, but for now, she was content to let the moment linger.

The program whispered again, a sly voice in the back of her mind. This is only the beginning. You’ll crave more. You’ll need more.

Shepard’s smile widened. “Just wait,” she murmured, her voice barely audible. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”