; I paid the Iron Price.look i made a shakarian smut whoops
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It was practiced precision the way sharp talons glaze over her back, a familiar and sensual thrill, just scraping the scars and tender skin of her spine, carefully drawing up her shirt, leaving her breasts bare. She can’t help but shudder just so, her own hands clasping against his fringe and neck as soft moans pour from her mouth at the rough plates grinding against her breastbone like gravel.Amelise feels the slide of Garrus’s talons coil around her neck, pulling her closer as small pinpricks of sharp needle teeth graze her sternum. It’s softer than normal, they have time for once – no missions, nothing holding them back or pushing them forward, and just for once they are the only things that exist in the galaxy, even if that illusion lasts an hour or so. But it’s enough - it’s enough to hear the purr of her name burying in her chest, the whispers of breath against her chest while her turian’s tongue traces over her heaving breasts and the soft drawing scrap of his hands in her hair, tracing down over her jaw. Her body arches as his talon’s scratch down her back and hip, gripping and hauling her into his own pelvis – the clash of soft skin and plates sending sparks of friction and liquid pleasure through her nerves.
All she can do is cling, allow herself to except love and tenderness as she rightfully deserves it, with Garrus’s name on her lips.
You give me Shakarian, I give you tiny drabble based on picture.
