It's been 3000 years, but finally the second part of this!
Garrus needs to learn not to push Shep's buttons when she has clearance to override the shower time limits. He's lucky he's cute.
Also 'shorter second part'? Yeah I'm gonna stop saying that...
Shepard paused, then shrugged. “Humans can be weird about sex, I didn’t know if turians were the same.”
Garrus went to stand at the window, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck.
“Of course you don’t know, just like I don’t know…anything about human sex.”
“We could…teach each other?”
His head snapped around at that. Shepard sat at the edge of the bed, one leg hanging down, the other pulled up, her arm wrapped around it. In the soft, early morning light of Palaven’s sun, her skin almost seemed to glow, her red hair, longer now then back when he had first met her, hung in messy waves just past her shoulders. The expression she wore…trusting green eyes piercing his, a slight red color staining the tops of her cheeks, lips set in a determined line. She was somehow both soft and hard all at once. Not even nerves could mask her natural confidence. But she didn’t say anything else. She was waiting for him.
Say no, Vakarian. Tell her you can’t. We can’t. This is a bad idea. This is a bad idea.
He repeated the thought several times but it wasn’t enough to stop his traitorous feet. They were already carrying him back to her.
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WIP for a Shakarian AU fic I am working on. It’ll be my second fanfic ever, and I had made a goal to go for 60,000 words and start posting in Jan of 2024. Wish me luck 🍀
Another interim comic! With how small and cramped the bathrooms on the SR2 are, there's no way the SR1 at half its size would have had room for more than a single communal shower room. Turns out Shepard and Garrus both just happen to prefer showering at night.
There's going to be a shorter second part to this one, so expect that once I'm done June's Patreon art.