Dun dun. Dun dun. Dun dun dun dun dun. Duh-dun! The first human Spectre, a new gash along her jaw that blended with the cybernetics, silently stepped up behind Ash. Mouth went to the smaller woman's ear.
"Lieutenant Commander," Shane rasped softly, fingers curling in the belt loops of the woman's BDUs.
@spectrewolf | unprompted.
At first, she'd heard the door open at some point, but had busied herself with the most recent rifle that needed tending to. It was only when she felt the familiar grasp of the Commander's hands to her belt, paired with that low tone of her voice that told her who had come down here this late in the night cycle.
And it doesn't surprise her, or catch her too much off guard.
"Hey skipper," She answers quietly, and her body relaxes into Shane's touch, leaning back into her slightly taller frame. Hands set the rifle parts down and instead, go for the other woman's hands, squeezing what she can hold between otherwise preoccupied belt loops. "Did Chakwas finally let you out? What's the damage?"
"You know, Skipper, not all of us like having a molten shower," Ashley snorts as her hand finds the dial, turning it down to a more comfortable temperature. They've been in here for a hot minute, knowing there's only a few hours before morning shift starts -- and even then, Ash spotted the stack of data pads on Shepard's desk that need attending to -- so a quick shower, and then back to bed to actually sleep.
Yet, with her back turned, Shane's hands find the curve of her waist as her lips find purchase where neck meets shoulder - a favourite spot - that elicits a sigh barely heard above the running water. They shouldn't and yet...
"Shane," Ash warns but the other woman continues anyway, sucking on the skin where she knows that a mark won't be seen above the collar of her uniform. It makes her skin shiver, sending the feeling from her neck all the way down her spine. "We've gotta be up in a few hours..."
"So? I can make it quick."
The Commander's reaction makes Ashley laugh, but before Shane can reach her earlobe, she turns around, eyeing her slightly taller lover with her hands coming to drape across her broad shoulders. "You're ridiculous."
Yet, she draws Shane into a kiss, pulling her into it by the side of her jaw. Water pelts down between them and any effort to clean up from their earlier activities has gone to the wayside. Instead, Ashley groans against Shane's mouth as she feels her hand slip between her thighs, clearly wasting no time. And not one to complain, Ashley smiles against the kiss, parting her legs just enough to allow her the space. Deft fingers press against her sex, parting her just enough to tease at her clit. Out of habit, her hips move forward, asking for more - the hand that isn't in Shane's hair guides her by the wrist until she gets it, pushing inside of her; while water so often washes natural lubricant away, this renewed arousal has more than made up for it.
While her moans are muffled by every deepening kiss, Ashley leans back against the shower wall, decidedly lifting and hooking one leg against Shane's hip, drawing her forward while allowing her to fuck her from a better angle; balance and core strength keep her upright even as Shane curls her fingers just right. The pleasure is white hot, almost as hot as the shower had been, parting from kissing Shane enough to gasp, biting down on her lip as orgasm hits her hard and fast. Breathless, not a word leaves her lips before she's kissed again.
It takes a moment - a good, long moment - before she opens her eyes again, letting the water relax her back from where the handle had jutted into it. Shane pulls out and she sighs with the sudden emptiness. "Well... you uh, you weren't kidding about making it quick," A snort leaves her, a rarity that only Shane gets to hear. She presses a kiss to the corner of Shane's mouth, brushing back sopping wet hair back from her face. "Now... lemme see if I can return the favour, just as fast, huh?"
[Shane after Stan has eaten his 3rd inorganic, Not Food Item, with as much Affection as she can muster: Is it an enrichment problem is that what this is? Do I need to put some peanut butter in a dog bone?]
Commentary || Always Accepting
Is this...judgement he is sensing? No. Couldn't be. He's perfectly fine.
[Txt] You're welcome, liebchen.
[Txt] I'm /shore/ I can do it just fine. Happy b-day, Ash. ;) <3
[TXT] ... that was terrible, dear lord.
[TXT] I'm definitely gonna hold you to it. I'd be willing to bet some serious credits you might not be able to resist.
May or may not actually be a present waiting for Ash that may or may not be from the Commander. Maybe. May or may not be an enhanced scope mod. Who even knows anymore with Shane. Underneath it there might also be one of those cheesy printed on real paper but not actually viable coupons. Good for 1 Pun Free Day.
@spectrewolf - for Ashley's birthday
It isn't too surprising to see a present left at her workbench - not that she ever expects anything, but with this crew - and its Commander - it's not out of place.
A smile widens across her features as she unravels the scope mod, eyeing it under the lamp light. She'll put that on later, but it's the paper coupon - a real deal piece of paper - that gets her attention, and a snort-led laugh fills the shuttle bay. Pulling up her omni-tool, she shoots Shepard a message.
"hey Skipper, thanks for the mod :). I'll keep the 'coupon' for our next shore leave. See if you can hold yourself to it for a full day cycle. Here's to another year older <3"
