41. Kisses to shut them up for the pairing of your choice ❤
yay! thanks for another one!
Ethan let her into the cabin, he isn’t all that sure why. “Hey Ashley, came to chew me out for stealing the Normandy?”
“No. I am with you, Skipper. I thought you’d know by now that I’m not going anywhere.”
Deep down, maybe he did. But he’d been the terrifying ‘Butcher of Torfan’ for so long—and a biotic freak for even longer—most people ran the other way by now. But not her. “Ash, you know that I am not a good man.”
“Bullshit, Ethan. Just because you do what needs doing, does not mean that you’re a bad person. You’re just in pain. All the time, it seems. You just shove people away and think you’re better off alone, but it’s not true.”
It was true. Alenko would have been better for her, but Alenko was a pile of ash on the shore. “We all may die and I don’t know if that means I am taking advantage of the situation here, but—” She closed the gap and bracketed his face in her hands, pulling him down to her. Their lips crushed together and he exhaled sharply. When she finally let him up for air, he searched her rich, brown eyes, “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“Let me decide whether or not I get hurt, Ethan.”
He didn’t want to talk anymore, he just wanted her. Damn the consequences. He simply nodded and let her lead him towards the bed.
