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No. 71702
>>71701
Another finger thrusts to join the first and Kaidan is reeling. His spine bends a degree, nails of one hand digging into Shepard’s back. The pain pays off however; Kaidan is moaning as a finger scrapes against something sensitive. He blinks rapidly, seeing only glowing circles. Icy fear and heat rush over his core, causing a pleasurable shudder as those fingers thrust inside him.
As soon as pleasure arrives it leaves, the fingers were leaving him. Kaidan doesn’t even know his thoughts are taking flight to words until his spine draws taut, and it’s all out in a rush, ‘Shepard, god–please, fuck.’ Kaidan brings one leg up, which Shepard secures with his arm, not altogether certain of the course of events, but he was definitely not going to allow Kaidan leave his quarters unsatisfied.
Shepard bites his tongue at hearing the man beg. He hisses as he discards his boxers, and then he’s pressing against Kaidan, one thrust and he’s in, perfectly halfway. Shepard moans into the other’s ear – god he didn’t think he’d ever get sick of this, the crushing wait, the sheer need and Kaidan – and Kaidan’s ragged breathing rushes in his ear, he can't string words together. Nothing realistic he’d not come to regret later anyway.
Kaidan throws his other arm around Shepard’s neck, kind of locking him in place while his other arm dug into muscle on his Commander’s back with his nails. His breath hitches as Shepard initiates movement, thrusting into him experimentally. At first, it hurts, but then it becomes un-fucking-bearably weak.
‘Fucking move,’ Kaidan hisses after a moment, and his superior does so.
It’s apparent to both men that they relish their positions. Kaidan tosses his head to the side as teeth clamp down on his shoulder. Control. A hand braces next to Kaidan’s head while the other lifts his hips for a fuller angle. Groan. Kaidan feels himself being rhythmically driven into the mattress, being fucked – hard. Shepard can tell he wants it, prefers it. Need. The thin sheet underneath them is mussed, forced out from underneath the bed, evidence, of the energy spent.
Kaidan can’t think, his nails digging into the side of Shepard’s throat and a shoulder blade, but it doesn’t help ground him. He moves his legs until his heels are digging into John’s back again, resulting in Shepard’s cock filling him to the hilt. //
‘Shit–’ Shepard says, looking down to where their bodies met. He almost came then, almost, shutting his eyes. ‘Kaidan,’ he groans in a way that Kaidan won’t forget. Shepard slinks one hand down around his Lieutenant’s neglected cock, his hand runs in two motions, using his precum to slick easier. Parallel to this he swiftly renders Kaidan incapable of sentences with two thrusts, hitting his prostate in successions, the choked gasps following were melodies. Kaidan knows his vision is a perfect score, but he sees only blurs and inky black as he blinks, hard.
‘Fuck!’ Kaidan says, and Shepard lunges his hips deliberately hitting that spot inside, so that Kaidan’s breath hitches at once. It’s not enough, somehow – Kaidan reaches up and yanks Shepard down to a careless kiss. It gets rough, demanding on both parts; Shepard bites hungrily at Kaidan’s lips, denying him nothing. Like an appetite that would never sate. Kaidan fights to best his Commander, and he fights honourably even though every couple of seconds he would shudder as a finger would run over the wet slit of his cock, or pump hard enough to coerce moans.
Eventually Kaidan casts his head back, losing the fight, letting out a quick stream of curses. He was getting closer, grasping at any means to stay afloat, now.
Shepard groans, biting his own lip. ‘So angry.’ Kaidan is about to respond, but it’s seconds too late.
The cry is blissful, needy, cathartic all at once. ‘Shepard! ’ Kaidan’s eyes squeezed shut and his body went rigid as he came. White smuts around Shepard’s hand, which was coiled around his cock, pumping him dry.
It’s abrupt when Shepard follows right behind him, his muscles tensed as hell, a strong moan ripped through his senses for several seconds, and he finally gasps with the remainder of his breath, ‘Kaidan, fuck,’ and the sound resonates off the walls.
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