Mass Effect - A Hero Rises Ch. 23

Carried away with work, I didn't notice the time until there was a ding. I looked around, wondering what it was. "The hell was that?" I wondered.

EDI appeared nearby. "Your cabin has a doorbell, Shepard. It will only open automatically for yourself. All other staff must press the button next to the doorframe."

"There's a doorbell?"

"Yes, Shepard. Kelly Chambers is waiting for you."

"Thanks." Pressing the button to open the door, it revealed Kelly holding a pair of mugs, definitely holding coffee.

"You've been gone a few hours so I thought..."

"Life saver, Kelly! Thanks!" I said as she passed the mug to me. "Come on in, have a look around."

I let her walk past, her eyes definitely taking in the features, particularly the fishtank, which now had a few swimming in it, and she had to mention the fact the cabin was enormous, which I knew it was. Two to three times the size of my old quarters. I followed her down as she eventually took a seat on one of the lounges, and I chose to sit down next to her.

Placing her mug down, I did the same and she wasted no time at all leaning forward to kiss me. She's forward in more ways than one! And damn, she was a good kisser, pressing her body into mine as my hands definitely wanted to do other things than just hold her. Her hands were on my back, definitely appreciating some of the definition that would have showed through my tight shirt.

Breaking apart, I said, "Well, I think you've made your intentions clear."

"I said I've been single for too long, Shepard."

"We do have to go down..."

"I only came up for a coffee and a kiss. I enjoyed our first one and wanted another one."

I simply smiled as I picked up my cup and looked at her. And that's when it hit me. The similarities. She didn't look the same. Nothing like it. But it was the similarities. It must have shown on my face as she leaned forward. "It's okay," she said quietly.

"I've just realised. I guess it's been buried in my head somewhere."

"I'm a natural redhead, Shepard, so it's not an act. Eyes are green too." She took a sip and she was thoughtful. "I'm not... too much of a reminder, am I?"

"No. It just hit me. I haven't thought of her much since waking up, to be honest. It's almost like that was another life. I pretty much died. In many ways, I'm John Shepard, version two. I just have all the old memories and I act like I always have."

"Did you catch up with any old friends on the Citadel except those you were planning on seeing?"

"I spent the night with Emily. No, we didn't have sex."

"I wasn't going to ask, Shepard. What you do in your private time..."

"But you still want to be with me?"

"Of course. It's just sex, Shepard. I like you. You like me. There's an obvious attraction. No need to overthink it."

"I don't get criticised of that often. So you're not going to be jealous if..."

"Shepard, as I said, I've read your file. I know all I need to know about you. Some would say you are hesitant of commitment. Others would be rather rude and call you a manwhore or something like that. Others would call you a stud. I simply say you enjoy your life, and express that enjoyment by experiencing numerous sexual partners. I'm aware you have different desires. You've been with human, asari and quarian. Regarding humans, you seem to like different races. So I'm not going to sit here and judge you when I know all about that. Others, maybe, if not probably, but me? No. Sex is something to be enjoyed. Many like it with one person. Others like to experience with many people."

"I generally do it with people I like. Well... um..."

"The way you defended your 'friend' when Miranda called her a whore would suggest you liked her too, Shepard. So even with those partners, I think that although a transaction, you have to have some sort of attraction, even if it's only physical."

"No judgement on that either?"

She scoffed. "Please, you were an Alliance soldier, Shepard. They're known for descending on towns and sleeping around while on leave. What you do is no different to the thousands of other men and women in uniform."

We'd finished our coffees by now. Checking my watch again, it was time to head downstairs for dinner. Taking her by the hand, we were passing the fish tank when I turned and pulled her towards me, leaning down to kiss her again. This time, I put everything I could into it, eventually pushing her back so she was against the glass of the tank, and when I heard her whimper, I knew I could have suggested staying in the cabin and she would have agreed. By the time we broke apart, we were both breathing heavily, and her cheeks were bright red, her lips parted in such a way that suggested nothing but lust and desire, her green eyes shining in the light.

"We'd better go downstairs," she whispered, stepping towards me again.

I leaned down and kissed her, my hands running down her back towards her arse. She leapt up and wrapped her legs around me and I carried her to my desk, sweeping things onto the floor so I could sit her down. I moved my lips from hers, down her cheek to her neck, making her gasp when I gently used my teeth. "We should stop," she breathed.

"Sure?" I asked.

"I'm going to hate myself for this, but yes."

So I stopped immediately, removing my mouth from her neck as I leaned back to meet her eyes. She definitely didn't want to stop, not with the look that she was returning, so I simply caressed her cheeks, watching her eyes closed as I kissed softly on the lips again. "Okay, we'll go downstairs in a minute."

"I'm going to need that minute to calm down, Shepard."

"Me too. Trust me."

"Can I admit something?"

"Sure."

"Ever since I read everything about you, I've been nursing... well, a little crush on you, to be honest. I mean, most of your life story reads like fiction. The boy from the streets who became a war hero, then the galaxy's saviour. A lot of people would swagger around with nothing but arrogance."

I shrugged. "Just do what I need to do, as I always say."

"I'm glad the man I met is the one I read about."

Grabbing her hand, she leapt down from her desk, straightened out her clothes, and we walked into the mess together. No-one said anything though Garrus definitely gave me a questioning look. I returned a subtle shake of the head, though he still laughed, as he would have guessed we'd been up to something. I couldn't get much past the turian about my personal life, it seemed.

Dinner was simple but enjoyable, Gardner admitting the ingredients he had were far better than what he had originally, though we shouldn't go expecting anything too fancy. However, he had picked up some fresh goods on the Citadel, and a few other pieces which might him allow to mix it up a bit, particularly when it came to breakfast. When he mentioned a full English, I told him he was a man after my own heart. "Keep it for a Sunday morning," I added, "A treat for everyone after a hard week."

After dinner, we headed into the lounge, where I spent a lot of the time chatting to those I simply hadn't had a chance to speak to yet, learning simple things like their name, age, where they were from, the small things that actually mean something. Many seemed surprised I even seemed to care, but I told them all that, on the old Normandy, I had learned the name of every single person on the crew, could name their partners, their children if they had any, their hometown, what they studied. Sure, things you could read on a jacket, but you learned about them as a person when they explained things, particularly their passion for the role.

It was a good night. Everyone behaved by only enjoying one or two drinks. There was plenty of laughter and, for a couple of hours, it was easy to forget I was on a Cerberus vessel, and the people around me all chose to work for the organisation. But many were new recruits, joining because of the Collectors, not because they are human supremacists or anti-alien. Perhaps many were like that, joining for a particular cause and not because they were arseholes at heart.

Things slowly wounded down as people had to rise early for the morning shift. Eventually, only Garrus, Kelly, Kasumi and I were left in the lounge. "No sign of Miranda then," Garrus stated.

"Told me she wasn't going to come. Far too busy, apparently," I replied, before looking at Kelly, "Don't suppose you can give us any insight?"

"I'd rather not, to be honest."

"Guess not everyone can be sociable, Shep."

"If the CO of the vessel can spend time with the crew, the XO should be making an attempt as well. She barely came out for ten minutes during dinner." I sighed. "I might have a word with her in the morning."

"Careful, Shepard, lest you find your balls in her purse afterwards," Garrus joked.

That was for later. After finishing our last drink, Garrus headed off to bed while Kasumi suggested she was going to get some shut eye as well. Kelly and I walked towards the elevator together. Stopping in front of it, she could have kept walking to the crew quarters. "Want a night cap?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied immediately.

It was all a ruse, of course, and she knew. As soon as we were in my cabin and I'd locked the door, we were all over each other. Clothing and shoes were removed as quick as possible as we kissed, and by the time I had most of her clothes off, I definitely liked what I saw. And she definitely liked me, her hands all over my body before she got my jeans off, her hands immediately going down the front of my underwear. Damn, she's not wasting any time.

She certainly wasn't, as even I had to admit surprise when she immediately dropped to her knees. Usually when I was blown, I was either lying down, or she'd at least sit on the bed. Nope, Kelly Chambers definitely enjoyed being on her knees as she practically made love to my cock with her mouth. Whoever had shown her how to blow a man, or if it was just a god given talent, I'd have to thank them. And her eyes when looking up at mine sparkled with a mixture of mischief and lust.

Running a hand through her hair, I could only gasp and groan. Trying to form words was almost impossible, doing things with her tongue along my shaft that sent shivers from my toes all the way up my spine. I'd managed to calm down after our make-out session earlier, but the talent she was showing, the almost need to make me orgasm, meant I wasn't going to last long.

"Kelly," I finally managed to whisper. I looked down and added, "Not long."

She didn't stop for a moment. In fact, when I felt her nose bump into my groin, she made a noise that suggested excitement, watching as my cock reappeared for a moment. "Well, glad I can do that now," she said, "Oh, and just cum when you need to."

"Kelly, I am glad to have you on the Normandy!"

She swallowed my length again, and she only had to wait a couple of minutes before I was ready to pop. I was polite enough to give her warning but the first shot only hit the back of her throat. I groaned so loud, I'm sure they heard me throughout the ship, much to my amusement, before looking down to see Kelly's head still bobbing up and down, amazed that my cock was barely softening at all, but she did eventually stop as it was obvious I needed time to recover.

I lifted her up from her knees and practically threw her onto the bed, hearing her squeal with laughter as I joined her, immediately removing her panties, which stuck to her due to how wet she was, before I parted her legs and simply dove in. She was as turned on as I was. Within a few minutes, she was making the sort of noises that suggested her own orgasm was fast approaching. I didn't want her to cum too quickly, so backed off, which made her look down, slightly frustrated.

"Good things come to those who wait, Kelly. I want to enjoy this a little longer."

"I can cum more than once, Shepard."

"I know, but if you wait, it'll still be better."

She groaned with frustration but the smile suggested she liked the idea. Dipping my tongue again, I also introduced a finger to find her spot, and she was soon bucking against my hand, my tongue flicking her clit, and I knew she was enjoying herself immensely, glancing up to see her head rolled back, grabbing handfuls of bedsheet, moaning unintelligibly at times, or my name, which is always rather erotic to hear.

When she finally did orgasm, it was quite the experience. She squeezed my fingers almost like a vice as her back arched at quite the angle. I didn't relent with my mouth though I could barely move my fingers due to how tight she squeezed. It must have ripped through her entire body as she relaxed back on the bed, seemingly in a daze, eventually lifting her head. "Shepard..."

"Stop?" She nodded, so I pulled my fingers out and simply left gentle kisses up her body before I relaxed net to her.

"Oh my god," she breathed.

Sometimes I'd be arrogant after doing it, but I just watched her as she breathed in and out, running a hand gently up and down her body. It was exquisite. Rather pale, but it was obvious she looked after herself, a pair of very perky breasts, great legs, and she was definitely a natural redhead with the bright red tuft above her sex. When she finally looked my way, her hand went behind my head as she dragged me down for a kiss. "You've worn me out, Shepard."

"That's fine. I think we've both had a good time tonight."

"Oh, we're not done yet. I just need a few more minutes."

"Take all the time you want. Need a drink or anything?"

"No, I'm fine for now."

We laid there together for a little while, though once she was ready, I was rolled onto my back as she straddled my groin, leaning down to kiss me, rubbing her pussy against my shaft at the same time. "I have thought about this," she whispered before kissing me again, lifting herself up and blindly reaching down to grab my cock. She had to break the kiss and gasp as I felt it slowly slide inside her. "Oh god," she cried quietly.

"Good?"

"Fuck... yes," she breathed as I looked down to see my length disappear inside her.

The easiest way to describe what happened next is that Kelly Chambers fucked herself silly on my cock. I barely had to move, Kelly doing all the work. It was mostly cowgirl, on her knees, but she'd lean forward, then she'd lean back, she'd sometimes grind, and sometimes bounce. Then she moved so her feet were flat on the bed and she really started to ride me, holding my hands for balance. That's when she really started to cry out and came rather hard, needing to get back on her knees once she was done, but she wasn't done with me yet, as she slid off and spun around, wiggling her arse in my direction.

So that's how Kelly Chambers found herself with her arse up, head down on a pillow, being fucked hard by former Commander Shepard. I was never going to last long in this position, one hand at her hip, the other with a handful of hair, the only noises being of my skin slapping into hers, my grunts and her moans.

"Fuck yes," I muttered.

She had no problem telling me what she liked and how much she liked it. How big my cock was inside her. How good it felt. To fuck her pussy. To ruin her pussy. She made suggestions like leaving a load on her face next time, fucking her arse, tying her up. Woman after my own heart, to be honest.

When I did finally cum, I buried myself deep enough when I did make her yelp, and I nearly squashed her as she fell down onto her stomach and I followed her, using a forearm to hold myself up though I was barely with it otherwise. Only when I felt her lean back and kiss my cheek did I lift my head to look at her. Her face was wet from sweat, red cheeks, hair plastered to her forehead.

"Haven't been fucked like that in a long time, Shepard."

"Now you've ruined me, Kelly."

"Shower?"

I chuckled. "Now I know why you stayed. My shower."

We headed into the bathroom, where there was no more sex but plenty more kissing and cuddling as we washed each other down. With her hair slicked back and the steam rising, she was absolutely gorgeous. And I think she definitely liked me in return, barely able to keep her hands away. After we dried off, she was only ever going to be staying the night, and once we were under the covers, I was on my back as she cuddled into my side, my left wrapped around her, feeling her fingers run up and down my chest.

"Well, I think it was about time we did that," she said.

I chuckled again. "Well, we managed to resist at least a couple of days."

"Oh, and when did you want to?"

"Pretty much right after the first time we met, Kelly. Instant attraction, but I wanted to know you at least a little better before bedding you."

"And now?"

"Well, I hope you'll be a regular visitor."

"But not the only one?"

"Being honest, no, probably not."

"I can deal with that." I must have looked at her surprised. "Read your file, Shepard, know what you like, and know what to expect. Can I ask only one favour?" I nodded. "Don't flaunt it in front of me."

"I don't. What happens in private stays there. That includes between us."

"Thanks." Switching off the lights, I felt her get comfortable, definitely enjoying the feeling of her body against mine. So soft and surprisingly warm, though I figured it was the shower. She must have been rather relaxed, as she was asleep within a couple of minutes. I lay awake a little longer, staying out the window that was above the bed, twinkling stars in the distance, wondering what life was going to bring me next.