#t;shepard

[xturian-blog]

+ @theirishborncommander +

     “Commander,” Garrus says, low but loud enough for the other man to hear. His scope remains firmly against his eye. “I count three on the balcony, two on our level, and two across the alley.” He pauses, continuing to scan the area, just in case. But no more movement catches his attention.

     Lowering his rifle, he looks sideways at Shepard. “I was expecting them to roll out the red carpet for us. This seems a bit... w e a k.”

[xturian-blog]

+ descivit​ +

[ Shepard gave a soft sigh,      whilst leaning against      the Turian’s body behind her,      wrapping pale arms around      Garrus’ neck. ]

          ❝Someone is eager to unwind.❞

     Garrus hums, a deep rumble in his chest. Having her confirm her reciprocated feelings? attraction always delights him. But to show it would simply prove how bad a Turian he is.

“Who said anything about unwinding? What if I was just curious about human physiology?”   He nuzzles her neck. “You seem like you could use some unwinding yourself, Commander.”