Lyrica Shepard

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**mostly fluffy/shippy; some slightly nsfw scenarios present

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"When everything is said and done, I swear I’m gonna make it right."

"Shepard? What’s wrong?" he asked, concern unmistakably etched into his voice.

She have him a sedate look. “Work is all well and good, Feron. And I’ve built a life out of helping everyone I can. And yes, it can be rewarding and distracting, but a soul needs more than that. What else do you enjoy doing? Playing vid games? Watching vids? Reading? Dancing? Shooting bottles?" She couldn’t help but chuckle over that, though she knew Feron wouldn’t understand the inside joke. "Painting? Drawing? Karaoke? Cooking? Knitting? Needlepoint?” The last two were actually a jest, but you never did know.

He laughed at her wild guesses, not quite understanding what some of them meant. “I read. Meditate, visit with Kasumi. I enjoy tea.” he said, listing off his various interests, some more beneficial than others. He wasn’t quite sure what the point of her question was, unless it was just to remind him of all the possible escape routes he could take. He still had a ways to go, in terms of becoming whole again, but he was slowly picking up the pieces of his shattered reality.

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She smiled warmly. "See? There is more than work...though not much in your case. Maybe we can find some other interests you have that might be lurking, that you just don't know about." She paused for a moment. "If you're game that is." Her blue eyes sparkled at the thought of helping him find something he enjoyed doing, something he was unaware of yet.

"ω" She stepped up to him, looped her arms around his neck and drew her tongue along his soft cheek just to the inside of his fringe. She stopped at his ear. "I'll let you in on a little secret...I have wanted to do that, from the moment I saw you strapped to that chair," she whispered into his ear, her breath fanning against his skin. She stepped back, blinking rapidly, her cheeks burning a bright red. "I am sorry, I should not have taken such liberties without asking."

Feron’s eyes widened in surprise as Shepard licked him, his scales prickling as she lingered, dragging her tongue along his heating fringe. Letting out a soft moan, he closed his eyes before she backed away, told him that she’d wanted to do that since they had met.

"Shepard," he said, opening his eyes to stare at her intently, "You needn’t worry…it was…an unexpected surprise. But not unwelcome."

Though, her cheeks were still heated, a soft smile lit her face. She stepped in close once more. Her body brushed against his as she curled one hand behind his neck, the fingertips of her other hand caressed the pattern on his forehead, before slipping down to the soft folds of he cheek. Her eyes searched his face, looking for signs that he was uncomfortable.

Her heart began to pound in her chest, she wondered if he could feel it. She began to worry if it would plop out at his feet. Her hand cupped his face, her thumb sliding across his lower lip. She watched it, mesmerized by its slow progress.

The fingers of her other hand drew lazy patterns on the back of his neck as her gaze rose back up to stare into his large, dark eyes. Liquid pools she wanted to fall into. “Not unwelcome?” she asked softly.

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"When everything is said and done, I swear I’m gonna make it right."

"Shepard? What’s wrong?" he asked, concern unmistakably etched into his voice.

“Have you found what takes your mind off things, Feron?” If it was doable, perhaps she help him find a bit of peace.

He listened to her talk about Aeia. He remembered reading about the fruit, how it degraded you’re mind. Feron obviously wasn’t looking for something like that to forget. Really, he wasn’t looking to forget at all. He knew he could never not remember, so he was dealing with it as best he could.

"My work helps," he offered, sighing. "Helping Liara, or others, takes my mind off of…well, the memories." It was true, helping others was what he had found to be the best coping tool he could find.

She gave him a sedate look. “Work is all well and good, Feron. And I’ve built a life out of helping everyone I can. And yes, it can be rewarding and distracting, but a soul needs more than that. What else do you enjoy doing? Playing vid games? Watching vids? Reading? Dancing? Shooting bottles?" She couldn’t help but chuckle over that, though she knew Feron wouldn’t understand the inside joke. "Painting? Drawing? Karaoke? Cooking? Knitting? Needlepoint?” The last two were actually a jest, but you never did know.

"When everything is said and done, I swear I’m gonna make it right."

"Shepard? What’s wrong?" he asked, concern unmistakably etched into his voice.

He stared at her as she talked, his eyes never leaving her face. What was she talking about? Dreams? He didn’t dream, he couldn’t, not after what he had been through. Only nightmares now, nightmares he could never forget. It was against his biology after all, something he, and the thousands of other drell, had never asked for. Instead of saying all that he just answered her question, as best he could.

"I would.." he started, faltering. He didn’t know what he would do. He wanted happiness, but that seemed too cliche an answer. What did he really want? He himself didn’t even know.

"I would go to a place where I could finally forget."

She canted her head, her expression quizzical for a moment, before she let out a soft sigh. "I would join you in such a place if I could. There is much I would like to forget as well. But, I'm not sure such a place exists. There is the planet Aeia, the vegetation would probably make you forget, but it would also make you little more than a simple animal."

She bit her lip for a moment in thought. "I'm not sure such a physical place actually exists, I wish, like mad, that I could tell you otherwise. I think the closest you will come to that is a state of mind. Finding something that stimulates your mind so completely that, at least for awhile, nothing else exists. It is just a matter of finding what that something is....Unless you already know."

She looked at him thoughtfully. She hoped it wasn't drugs or alcohol, because those two rarely allowed for a happy ending. She'd seen too many people destroyed by those vices. "Have you found what takes your mind off things, Feron?" If it was doable, perhaps she help him find a bit of peace.

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1. "Will you cuddle with me?"

2. "Can we hold hands?"

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"When everything is said and done, I swear I’m gonna make it right."

"Shepard? What’s wrong?" he asked, concern unmistakably etched into his voice.

She felt human again…for a moment, just laughing and teasing and letting the cares slip away. Maybe it was the wine, but what did it matter? It still felt good just to let go for a moment. And even if he was an information broker, she didn’t think he’d be selling her behavior to the highest bidder. At least, she hoped she was right in that assumption.

Feron was confused, to say the least. What had just happened? One moment he was talking to the Commander, the next she was standing over him, shaking him, then touching him. “Commander, I-” he faltered, not sure of how to proceed. Seeing the bottle of wine, he briefly wondered if he had been drinking, but from what he recalled, no he hadn’t.

"Are you alright?" was all he could muster, not taking his eyes off her face. Her siren-like beauty was intoxicating. Perhaps that had been the reason of his momentary lapse.

A soft smile curled on her lips and a blush tinged her cheeks. "I am now. Now that my lapse of strength was nothing more tangible than a dream." She looked at him intently for a moment. "That's all it was Feron, it never happened. Dreams are a marvelous tool...to be able to do that which we would otherwise not experience."

She tilted her head and arched a brow. "What dreams do you have, Feron? If there were no war and you could do anything you wanted right now, what would you do?" she asked softly, curious as to where his dreams might take him.

"When everything is said and done, I swear I’m gonna make it right."

"Shepard? What’s wrong?" he asked, concern unmistakably etched into his voice.

Feron blinked at the Commander, her momentary lapse of weakness quite evident, but not unnerving. He could never understand what it felt like to be in her position. Compared to her sacrifices, he has done nothing of importance to the world, not for himself, or the ones he loved. He had indeed heard about what had happened to the thousands of innocent Batarians, it was not exactly a secret. But to be weighed down by the decision had to be more painful than…well being electrocuted. “I cannot fathom what you’re going through, Commander,” he started, “but don’t feel bad about letting off some steam, ya know? If it helps you in any way, please, do so. I don’t have much to offer except my ear, er, so to speak.” He gave her a bright smile, one he did not show often.

She couldn't help but smile. His smile was as catchy as a yawn. "Thank you, Feron. But I should not have unburdened on you. In fact. I never did. We will blame it on the wine," she said, putting the half empty bottle aside, "and a bad dream. I'm to be everyone's pillar of strength, never a doubt or a fear...just strength and fortitude." She stood and walked over to the drell and gently shook him. "Wake up, Feron...you were having a bad dream. That was all...just a dream...." A devilish glint lit her sparkling blue eyes. "Though, it is rather flattering that you would dream about me..." she teased, her fingertips caressing his soft cheek. She backed away with a wink.

She felt human again...for a moment, just laughing and teasing and letting the cares slip away. Maybe it was the wine, but what did it matter? It still felt good just to let go for a moment. And even if he was an information broker, she didn't think he'd be selling her behavior to the highest bidder. At least, she hoped she was right in that assumption.

"When everything is said and done, I swear I’m gonna make it right."

"Shepard? What’s wrong?" he asked, concern unmistakably etched into his voice.

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She looked down a moment, picking at an invisible piece of lint, then her eyes lifted to his. "Do you ever feel like everything is balanced on your shoulders...but it's only hanging there by a thread? The slightest movement would send everything plummeting...only to be left with picking up the pieces of what was...." She sighed and shook her head...."I suppose, I'm waxing philosophical. But somehow, I have to make it right...for the batarians of the Bahak System, for the space port I had to destroy because only one missile could be stopped, for the colonies I couldn't save...at times it seems like the list is never-ending...or perhaps like a snowball rolling downhill." She stopped for a moment and then blinked. A laugh followed suit. "Why don't we see if we can find a little cheese to eat with all this whine."

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She wanted to check in on her newest team member. She’d commed ahead to ask if it was okay for her to stop by, because his door had no lock and it was awkward to just have it whoosh open without an invitation. Safety regs didn’t allow for a lock to be installed or she’d have done so forthwith.

As the door slid open she stepped just inside the entrance. She stared at the back of his head for a moment wondering if he’d changed his mind about seeing her or if he was deep in a meditation. “Did you wish me to return at a better time?” she asked quietly. She asked a lot from her crew, so while she enjoyed getting to know each of her crew, she did not like to intrude too heavily upon their personal time without their consent.

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"One time is as good as another," he answered, raising his head slightly at the commander’s voice, and he turned slightly to face her and inclined his head with a slight smile. "Please…come in. I am at your disposal. Did you need something in particular?"