OTP asks 6 &30 for sam and Kaidan?
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6. What is/are their love language(s)?
Touch. Under all those figurative shield emitters, the Savior of the Galaxy is a cuddle slut, and Kaidan is here for it.
This doesn’t mean sex, per se, as they could both go for extended periods of time without sex and not think anything of it. While they very much enjoy sex with each other, they are both on the ace spectrum and sex is not crucial to their relationship.
Touch, on the other hand, is crucial. Casual touching, hand holding, cuddling, random hugs…After all they go through, I think that physical touch is reassuring. An anchor, if you will. A reminder that the other is real, and still here.
30. Write a short exchange of dirty talk between them.
Kaidan walks past Shepard sprawled on the couch on his way upstairs, nearly reaching the steps before he stops, turns, and blinks.
“You’re naked,” Kaidan says.
“Someone's observant,” Shepard replies, elbow propped on a cushion and indeed wearing nothing but a smirk. He stretches a little to emphasize it, arcing his hips just so. Kaidan runs a finger over his datapad. It’s a nice, uh. View.
“Aren’t you cold?” Kaidan asks. “It’s freezing in here.”
Shepard rolls his eyes. “Then why don’t you come warm me up.”
Kaidan retraces his steps back to the couch and sits on the edge, being much more observant this time. These days, the hard muscle Shepard wore as a soldier has grown softer, and he carries a hint more flesh than he used to.
It’s beautiful. He’s beautiful.
“Looking like that, think I might do more than warm you up,” Kaidan murmurs, running a hand down his chest.
“Fuck, your ice cube hands,” Shepard yelps, belly jumping under Kaidan’s fingers. “I said warm me up, not give me hypothermia.”
“I’m sorry, are you seducing me, or…..?”
“Yes, damn it, I’m seducing you. Be seduced.”
“Dunno,” Kaidan muses. “I might need more of a show.”
Shepard drops his chin as well as his voice. “C’mere and kiss me and I’ll give you a show you won’t soon forget.”
Ok, not his smoothest move, but the voice works every time, so Kaidan leans in to oblige him. Shepard’s lips part willingly as Kaidan slips his tongue past. Warm, soft, and…what the fuck?
He sputters and tries to pull back, but Shepard already has an arm locked around his waist.
“Is that vinegar in your mouth?”
Shepard grins.
“Did you gargle vinegar?” Kaidan exclaims.
“Maybe.”
Kaidan stares at him. “You tried to seduce me so that I’d get a mouthful of vinegar when I kissed you?”
“Tried? I think I successfully seduced you.”
“You’re just lying there naked with that fucking grin I fucking love. Like it was hard.”
Shepard waggles an eyebrow. “Not the only thing that’s hard.” He presses himself against Kaidan’s thigh.
Kaidan narrows his eyes and does some pressing of his own. Only it’s the backs of his knuckles against Shepard’s pelvis. Now Kaidan’s the one grinning when Shepard squawks in dismay and nearly shoves Kaidan off the couch.
“Fucking swear I’m going to find you some goddamned mittens,” Shepard grumbles.
“No you won’t.”
“And what makes you so confident?”
Kaidan leans closer to whisper in his ear. “Because you love what I do with my hands.”
Shepard swallows. “Ok, you may have a point there.”
“Come on.” Kaidan takes him by the hand to pull him off the couch. “We’re going upstairs. I’m not kissing you again until you’ve gone through half a bottle of mouthwash. This is revenge for the lemon the other day, isn’t it?”
“Oh, absolutely,” Shepard confirms as they trudge up the stairs hand in hand. “And I’m about to get laid for it, so you’re not exactly discouraging future retaliation.”
“Sam, there is an entire bag of black licorice in the pantry.”
“You wouldn’t.”
“Depends on how many times you tell me I’m pretty and I believe it.”
When they reach the top of the steps, Shepard tugs on Kaidan’s hand, spinning him around until they’re in each other’s arms.
“You are, you know,” he murmurs, running a thumb along Kaidan’s jaw. His other arm tightens around Kaidan’s waist. “You’re beautiful. I can’t get over it sometimes.”
A knowing smile spreads across Kaidan’s face as Shepard nestles his naked body against Kaidan’s fully clothed chest.
“You’re freezing, aren’t you.”
Shepard huffs against Kaidan’s neck. “Okay, fine, yes, it’s freezing, I’m freezing.”
Kaidan chuckles as he presses a kiss against his temple. “Then go wash your disgusting mouth out, and when it actually tastes like mouth again I’ll be waiting under the covers wearing about as much as you are.”
Shepard gazes at him for a moment. “I love you, you know that?”
“Love you too, Sam.”
