(First off, I do apologize for any spelling mistakes and grammatical errors, I don't have much time to rescan it. This is an old story that has een up on this site before. I got to 5 chapters before it was taken down due to the mature content. However If wanted I shall write a chapter 6, and onwards very soon.)
Miranda had settled nicely in her office. It was next door to the canteen and the mess hall. Nevertheless, it was quiet enough for her, she had a nice bed for her to relax in and her desk was suitable enough.
"EDI. Bring up the personnel files." She ordered the ship's computer. Her screen flashed to life as she started to leaf through all of the higher personnel files.
Jacob Taylor. Mordin Solus. Garrus Vakarian. Doctor Okeer. Commander John Shepard… John Shepard… Her best friend on the entire ship if ever she had one. A smile arose from her typically stern face as she his file stated he was still single. It's a running joke that the commander of the Normandy is saving himself for someone special, thats why he lacks a female companion. Miranda knows what Shepard's like, his preferences, and that he's not saving himself he's just difficult to get along with, she knew that from… 'past experiences'.
Miranda cast her mind back several months to that special night on board the Normandy.
Shepard walked through the dimly lit corridors passing grunts, engineers and the wounded like ships in the night. Bowed heads stemming from stiff bodies awkwardly avoided short glimpses of eye contact-making night time strolls in the Normandy a less than pleasurable experience. Certainly out of the ordinary Shepard had two crystal glasses and a bottle of wine. He was on his way to meet up with a friend of his, Miranda Lawson. Shepard nodded towards Wilson, Miranda's second in command. only for Shepard to receive a curious quizzical look from Wilson.
Approaching the door of Miranda's quarters, Shepard checked himself in the shine of the ship. Brushing his hair back and straitening his civilian clothing Shepard gave a confident knock and activated the sliding doors. Miranda stood there, stretching her arms and ruffing up her hair. She was still in her Cerberus uniform, a body tight one piece that ran all over her body and was snug in all the right places. Her hair was long, black, and flowing over her shoulders. Spinning around at the sudden swoosh of the sliding doors she noticed Shepard and at that she spun quickly hiding her red, puffy, tearful eyes. She had been crying. "Miranda…" "Yeah. Yeah… Come in..." Her sentences were short and snappy. As if she didn't want to speak for too long, he could hear her voice cracking as if she was ready to cry again at any point. He was ready to ask her what was wrong but in his experience, women-Especially Miranda, didn't like talking about it was brought up. Trying to start a conversation "I've missed you Lawson! I brought booze to try and get you away from your work and relax!" He flashed smile and raised the glasses he held to attention
Miranda had a reputation as being hard or cold. Just difficult to get along with. Words you would typically associate with someone who just doesn't fit in. However, it was her job as 'Captain' to be stern and unwavering in her personal connection with the crew. You can't issue your drinking buddy a shift in the toilets, that just can't happen. So you can get an idea for her personality when you realise instead of easing her punishments to make friends, she tends to stray from friendly relationships.
Well defying all understanding Shepard heard a "Thank you Shepard... It's been a tough couple of weeks... Months actually…". Miranda jumped at a chance to hug someone. They shared a quick embrace and she relieved her tight grip.
Shepard had only seen the inside of her quarters on occasions, certainly not long enough to get a good look. Her office was on the second floor and around a few corners. Miranda's front desk was clearly her space for the endless calculations and mind-numbing workings out. Papers were scattered across her large white, Perspex desk recklessly along with 2 computer screens and ebooks and cluttered with data pads, all plagued with numbers and equations too large and complex for your average Normandy worker. Strangely however, every other inch of her room was in seamlessly pristine condition. Her bed covers, straitened out as if no one had ever lay on it, her table and kitchen, spotless. It was as if her desk was the only place she relieved her recklessly untidy self.
Still avoiding eye contact and the awkward conversation her teared up eyes would eventually create, she ushered him through to her kitchen/dining area.
"Let's take a seat. You look like you need a drink." Miranda said in a manufactured fashion. "Yeah, sure" They both sat as Shepard slammed the glasses and wine down. Miranda now facing Shepard yet still hiding her face. Shepard eventually mustered up the courage to ask anything, anything to break the unrelenting awkwardness of this encounter. "Hey, let… Lemm'ey pour you a drink. And take your hand down! Come on, we can talk about what ever's wrong. Miranda coyly nodded and grabbed a glass freeing one arm as the other followed, resting on the table.
"Right. So, is it project" Shepard asked quizzically. "No, no it's that…. Well I have just received my medical test results. My father, it seems has implanted a chip, rendering my ability to give birth useless. He did it so I couldn't share any of the genetics he spent millions on giving me.
"Oh, wow, so you were planning children? Shepard asked shyly
"No, that's not the point. I'm just angry that even after all this time I still can't escape my fathers fucking grasp"
"Well, Miranda. I'm afraid can't change the fact that your father was so demanding and had extreme controlling wishes. What I can do however; is make you realise you have completely escaped his hold on you. Make you realise that you're a part of a team that really does care for you. I can do that by"… Shepard lifted the wine with a proud grin on his face and poured it into glasses already laid on the table.
Miranda grinned, taking a sip of the glass seemingly happier after Shep's little talk. Desperately hoping the conversation wouldn't lead back to her bad news Shepard grasped at anything he could talk about. Still keeping his quiet smile Shepard asked.
"So, you joined a Galactic dating site?"
Miranda's jaw dropped in embarrassment and soon after she scoured across her face to replace any expression that might look as if Shepard was right. With an overly confident face she snorted and pretended not to know what he was talking about.
"Shepard, I'm not sure what you think you're talking about but I can assure you it's not me."
"So you didn't sign up with the username..." Shepard brought up his Omni-tool and started to fish through his history when Miranda playfully slapped his arm, both jovially telling him to stop and shutting the holographic tool.
"Yes... Yes I did, all right? I'm lonely like this, in this ship and with this life. It's difficult enough without people on my ship pointing it out thank you very much!" She said with a smile.
"Lonely? The great Miranda Lawson is lonely? Huh, if only you told someone…" He said with a smile, Miranda shook her head and shut her eyes.
Over the hours the wine flowed as easy as the conversation. It went from funny Batarian/Asari love stories, to their family history. It was only just at the end of the conversation this arose.
"And my God! The messages I got! I mean... It was dreadful! Poetry written by a Krogan! Some idiot who could barely type coherently and a Volus who was after a whore! Anything for credits with those little..." She trailed off, her head falling back into an uncomfortable position on her chair.
Shepard laughed and nodded his head. "I'm sure it's dreadful... Speaking of dreadful, we're out of wine."
"Out of wine!? Ah, it's probably for the best. I need to talk to… to…. Fuck! I need to t, talk to my FUCKING DAD tomorrow, I forgot after you walked in!
"It's nice to see you happy Miranda. It suits you." He said with a risen eyebrow and small smile
"Shepard... you bastard what am I going to do."
"You're going to realise you can't prepare anymore than you have, and you're going to relax now!"
"Oh my God, I'm worthless" Miranda spat out with a frog in her throat
"Hey now, you're not worthless and you know it, look how much work you do on a daily, no hourly basis! You are worth more than almost anyone I've ever hired! You're incredible!" He said softly, trying to sooth her.
"Yeah? Then why can't I get a boyfriend? One hundred and fifty credit's a month that, the, the, that dating site costs me! I still can't find anyone suitable."
"What about me?" He said with a smile. she looked up at him, the tears had stopped flowing.
"What about you?" She repeated. Looking at each other for a brief moment, you could almost see the spark as Shepard brought up his hands to wipe away her tears staining her pretty face.
As if by magic, an invisible bolt of lightning darted between the two and they kissed. Miranda took Shepard's hands in hers and they pulled each other closer. Her soft, dainty lips pressed up against his strong lips as they kissed. She was the first to test the water and nudged his lips open, his tongue slid inside her mouth and they bumped into each others. Jockeying for position, Miranda moaned at the touch as Shepard's strong hands slid from her grasp and they found themselves on her thighs.
With one swift move, he got up and lifted her, letting them both collapse on the sofa nearby. She had been that far gone without contact like this to know what to do next. Rubbing her fabric clad pussy on his lap, she collapsed in ecstasy momentarily at the touch of his clothed erection nudging against her pussy. They broke the kiss and looked at each other, as if to make sure they still wanted to go through with this.
When neither broke the look, it meant it was go time. Miranda hugged Shepard tightly as he leant in and pressed his lips against her soft, white neck. Pressing his strong lips down on the skin, Miranda couldn't help but moan as he put his hands on her breasts. Squeezing through the fabric, Shepard's strong hands felt her nipples harden and nudge against the palm of his hands.
Her crotch was getting wetter as she gyrated on his lap. He could feel the liquid seeping through the suit and onto his crotch. Breaking the worship of her porcelain neck, Shepard lightly cupped her ass cheeks and lifted her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly; her legs soon joined up and she tied his waist.
Walking towards the bed, Shepard stumbled and they fell down, barely reaching the covers. Laughing at the silliness, Miranda quickly kissed Shepard on his lips again. Breaking the kiss almost as quickly, she rested her forehead on his, her warm breath mingling with his.
"Shepard... I've never been with..."
"Your Commander?" He asked, crooking an eyebrow as she bit her lip. She bowed her head and her head and told Shepard "No, I've never had proper, proper sex. Like real sex out side of quite and overall bad sex years ago" which made him smile.
"Well, I've never been so rock hard and horny in my life, so I guess we're both in for a treat." Miranda smiled and kissed him again. Putting her hands on his shoulders, she pushed him to the floor and unzipped her zipper running all the way down revealing her smooth pale body. Shrugging off the top-half of her one piece, she was left in no less than her bra. It was a lacy black material with a front clasp that covered her breasts.
Shepard smiled as she pulled down the last areas where the suit still clasped her body, pooling it around her waist. Holding onto her, she leant down and kissed him on the lips again. Running his arms up and down her waist, Shepard smiled into the kiss. Soon enough, he placed his finger on her stomach and ran it up to her breasts. Hooking his finger in the clasp and undid it, letting her bare breasts out into the open. Miranda shivered as the air as he toyed with her breasts while she played with his hair.
Shepard stood up, surprising Miranda and making her sit on the side of the bed. He removing his jacket, stood in front of Miranda biting her lip softly yet eagerly. Miranda smiled and gave a wolf-whistle as she saw his muscular chest. "My three hour long work outs at the gym thank you." Shepard said with a grin. Looking down at Miranda who had now stepped up and was undressing completely.
Shepard did the same. Both Miranda and Shepard were now apart and undressing as fast as possible. He slid his pants down to around his ankles and kicked them off, his boxers went with them and his now rock hard nine-inch cock was exposed to the air.
Miranda smiled at the sight of it.
"Yeah, yeah, Miranda hurry up and get it off! He said with a confident smirk. Both completely undressed and standing near the bed she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. Their mouths opened and their tongues slid in, both engaging in an incredibly passionate kiss. All the while his thick nine inch rod was upright and pressed against her stomach.
Shepard caressed the back of her as she ran her hands down his chest to his impressive cock. Stroking it, still engaged in her kiss she moaned as Shepard squeezed her beautiful ass. Tugging at the flesh, she moaned again as her commander broke the kiss and started to kiss her neck.
Worshiping her, he made his way down from her neck to her cleavage. covering each breast with a kiss, he moaned as Miranda started to lightly squeeze his shaft, recklessly stroking it.
Miranda broke off all contact and with a playful push, shoved Shepard onto her bed. He smiled and laughed jovially as she crept up on him. He scooted up to the head of the bed and she crawled up further, just stopping before his cock.
Licking her lips in genuine anticipation, Miranda opened her mouth and took the juicy warm head of his cock into her warm, wet mouth. Wrapping her hand around his massive shaft, Miranda started to bob and suck equally as lightly. Her tongue flicked against the head.
Groaning, Shepard put his hands behind his head and watched miranda suck sensually on his thick cock.
"Mmmm Shit..." He said with a satisfied grin on his face as she continued to concentrate on his dick.
"Mmmm, I, I locckkkh thisskkks." Miranda attempted to proclaim, while sucking his dick. Her moans vibrated on his shaft making him groan even louder with satisfaction.
"Oh shit..." Shepard moaned, watching his raven-haired beauty go to town on his shaft. She had changed her tactics and was now bobbing up and down freely, her tongue smashing against the far-away parts of his shaft.
His entire cock filled her mouth. She had absolutely no space left, her jaw found it impossible to let more in. But she loved it. His entire juicy, long, thick cock reached the uncharted regions of her throat. It almost seemed wrong for such an angelic, flawless face to be penetrated and deep-throated by a cock. Miranda hadn't released the grip her throat had on him to allow a good amount of air in, that became apparent when after a while more saliva than usual started to drain out of hear mouth and slide down his dick. It ran down his shaft and dripped off his balls and onto the bed.
Lifting her eyes to look up at him, she smiled, satisfied at the amount of pleasure she was causing for her partner. When she reached the tip of his cock, she wrapped her lips around the head, just under the base and sucked on it. Her lips would applied the pressure, while her tongue worked on almost free will and just randomly licking any art of the cock she could reach.
Shepard enjoyed that, closing his eyes and moaning to the sky, he could practically envision the scene in front of him.
"Ohh... Oh, shit! You're sure this is your first proper time with a cock?" He said with a smile on his face, putting his hands on her head, lightly running it through her hair and applying a little more press to the blow job.
Going for broke, she moved on to a new tactic she had dreamed up earlier.
With a twist of her head, she started to completely envelope his entire shaft while twisting her head left and right with ever bounce. Shepard let out a very audible gasp as she started to take more and more of his shaft inside her mouth. Locking her sultry eyes on his, she grinned and went for her very last tactic, sure to get him off.
Forcing herself down even further, her faced began to blush and fill with blood as she willingly chocked on his cock. she managed to deep throat his entire shaft, and Shepard wasn't even aware until he felt her tongue smack against his balls. Looking down, he saw she had it all in her mouth and was trying to fit his balls in too.
Upset that she couldn't manage it, she continued to work on his shaft. Bobbing up and down, with all the added lubrication from her saliva made the job a lot easier as she sucked idly on it. Wrapping her hand around his shaft, she sucked the tip and violently jerked the rest
"Shit... Ohh... Oh Shit... Miranda... You're a fucking natural..." Shepard shivered once again in pure ecstasy
Miranda lifted her sly, seductive eyes and locked them with him as she seductively nodded her head to reply to him.
"Mmmm... Hmmm..." She moaned as she expertly bobbed her head on his Enormous cock while her wet saliva dripped ever more from the tight seal of her mouth and his cock.
"Awww... Yeah... Ahhh..." Shepard licked his lips as she took his eight-inch cock deeper into her mouth. While looking up at him Miranda lightly twisted her head as her lips stroked his Thick shaft and she bobbed her head to deeply take his entire cock into her wet, warm mouth.
"Ohh yeah! Mmmm fuck! Can't believe you're taking it all!" Shepard moaned in amazement as the Cerberus operative deep throated his entire cock. Her hand now fondling his huge balls, she grinned at Shepard's clear satisfaction.
Slowly lifting her head off his cock, she licked her lips, satisfied with her performance. "Mmmm... That was yummy! Hehe" Miranda said, giggling as she realised that last sexual act was so incredibly unlike her. She crawled up, now past his cock sat on his chest. Shepard could feel Miranda's beautifully round ass cheeks bounce and relax on his lower stomach.
"You are just incredible…" He said sincerely while they both stared into his eyes. They kissed once again this time somehow more passionately, this time they shared a genuine love. Reaching behind her, Miranda broke the kiss and let her forehead rest on Shepard's. Their hot breath mingled together as they locked eyes. With her forehead still pressed against his she moved only her hips and slapped her crotch onto his. Allowing Shepard to grind his cock on her stomach as they engaged in yet another kiss. Shepard snapped and quickly lifted Miranda 1-2 inches off him and found his cock with one hand somewhere around her beautifully shaped pale legs. With his impossible hard throbbing cock in his hand, he prompting Miranda so take it inside her.
Releasing Miranda and allowing her to collapse back on to Shepard he used his free left arm to squeeze her ass cheeks.
"Ahhhhh, oh my GOD! MIRANDA!" Shepard laughed in utter disbelief "You're so fucking tight! Ahhhhh". "Mmmm you like that, huh?" Miranda replied assured it was going well.
They both moaned aloud as the 2.5 inches wide, 9 inches long cock slid inside her with ease, causing no feeling other than pure bliss. They kissed again as she settled with his shaft inside her. With her hands on his chest and his hands on her hips, she lifted herself until she was upright. They began to fuck each other wildly again. Each set of hands helped Miranda rise and fall on his shaft as her mouth opened and she moaned nothing but silent gasps and a single exhale of build up pleasure.
Her wet pussy hugged his shaft tightly as she moved up and down, slapping her beautiful ass cheeks onto his crotch. She seemed to be settling into a system as with every third drop she made, she would grind her pussy left to right making them both moan uncontrollably. He squeezed her hips tightly as she bounced on his dick, her rises and drops had started to become more manic as tim went on. An orgasm was clearly creeping its way up.
Sitting up to meet Miranda, she stopped in her tracks leaving herself with 9 inches of ridiculously solid cock deep inside her. Shepard wrapped his arms around her waist and helped her bounce while taking her tit into his mouth. Shepard grabbed what any amount of ass he could get a firm grip on and allowed the friction to build up as miranda bounced hard on his cock. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held onto his shoulders as her rocking became more erratic. Holding onto him for dear life, Miranda almost screamed the house down as she felt a warm stream of lust building up inside her. Seconds later her muscles tensed, her nipples hardened, her eyes raised into her eyelids and she grabbed on to anything she could as she let out a raw scream heard throughout that level of the ship. For that moment you could see in every inch of her body, she was in pure euphoria and elation. Her pussy clamped down on Shepard's hard shaft, her back arched and her cum gushed out with incredible force, urging the commander cock out of her. The commander kept hold of Miranda and his cock deep in her making the experience better for both of them. Her cum ran all over his shaft and onto the bed.
Rolling her onto her side, and breathing deeply Shepard grabbed her and flipped her onto her front, leaving her beautiful white legs and ass out into the open for the commander to use at will. Shepard kneeled off the bed stood up, only get back down and make his way up to her ass, kissing and licking her all the way. He started with her feet and onto her legs where he massaged for about a minute. He finally made his way up to her ass where he buried his head, feeling her soft ass cheeks massage hi face.
With Miranda and Shepard's relaxation period over, he decided to get his cock back into work. I kneeled up and positioned himself so his cock was relaxing in Miranda's tight ass-crack. With a deep breath Shepard asked "Ever done this before?" "Done what" Miranda trailed off with a laugh. "Ever had something like his up there?" "Oh my God people do that?! Well be careful, ok?" Shepard confidently and rather smugly replied "Hey, if it hurts you tell me and we'll get to other things"
Shepard got hit self up and crouched over Miranda's ass. Parting her cheeks and releasing his cock he dipped the head of his shaft in her ass.
"Ohhhh!" Miranda's eyes widened and her arms stretched out to wide to grab onto the sheets. Her mouth bit down on the bed as she was pounded recklessly.
"Oooh shit Miranda, this is so fucking good. Oh! Oh! Shit!" Shepard grabbed her beautiful white ass-cheeks and sped up his thrusts into Miranda's ass laid flat out along with the rest of her. As the thrusts gradually sped up the felling of orgasm became more and more intense.
Just as it came to Shepard's attention that Miranda was being quite quiet he pulled out rolled her over. The sheets she was biting were left gigantic, wet teeth marks. "You're being really quiet are you ok?" Shepard said in concern. In a pained expression Miranda nodded a confirmation followed by a weak "Aw shit, that really hurt, Hehe. Was it at least good for you?" Shepard laid on his side facing Miranda as soothingly said "You a screamer, Miranda?" Knowing what was coming, Miranda bit her lip seductively, raised her eyes to his and nodded lightly.
With that Shepard grabbed her, rolled her onto her back and took ahold of her legs and put them over his shoulders. With her feet dangling off his shoulders Shepard slid his cock in. With more ease than before, Shepard slid his entire cock inside her and started to pound her dripping wet pussy. Wrapping his arms around her legs, he grabbed her ankles and brought her feet to his chest and with that Shepard slid his fingers between her toes and pressed her heels against his chest while he licked her feet all over.
Miranda's eyes shut as she opened her mouth only to let out empty breaths of pure ecstasy.
His whole shaft slid in and out of her as she recovered from her orgasmic glow and started to moan at the action.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! Ohhhh shit! Oh that's good!" She moaned and opened her eyes for only a second and clamped them shut again as she clawed at the bed sheets. Shepard gave little acknowledgement and carried on thrusting inside her.
Shepard changed positions from kneeling and crouching, while Miranda's pussy tightened on his cock and she was engaged in a small orgasm. Crouching over Miranda, her legs were pushed up against her and were lightly rubbing against her herded nipple.
Taking care of her was Shepard's main objective, and she was obviously enjoying it and he wanted to give her more. He ran his hand down her leg, he found her engorged clit, taking the nub between his fingers; he played with the tiny button making her moan even louder.
"So you said you were a screamer? Well thats put that to the test" Shepard said as her eyes shot open at the touch. Biting her entire bottom lip hard, she looked over at him and nodded. Her eyes were already shutting again, another orgasm was en route, that much was clear.
Putting more power into his thrusts, Shepard smiled at her nod.
"Get ready to scream harder than ever before."
With that, he started to match his thrusts, for every thrust deep in her, he would squeeze the clit and for whenever he pulled out, he would rub the button. Soon enough her screaming arched her back, tightened her neck and covered her deeply red in sweat. She screamed without pause for 15 seconds, only to gasp for air and let another agonisingly blissful cry of a screaming orgasm out to shock the entire floor of the Normandy.
"OH MY GOD! FUUUUCK ME! HARDER, HARDER. AHHHHHHHHH, FUUUUUUUCK!"
Slamming her hands down on the mattress, Miranda was trying to find anything to keep her still, but Shepard's pounding was doing a good job of keeping her moving enough for her to not find any holds. She couldn't help but scream his name out loud, as she begged him to fuck her harder and harder. Her eyelids became heavy from the lust and they shut as she came again.
Shepard felt his balls start to tighten and he knew he was about to cum. Unsure of where she wanted him to unload, he voiced his concerns.
"Miranda... I'm gonna blow... Where?"
She released her lip from her agonising bite for a second and nodded, followed by "In… IN ME!". Miranda went strait back to screaming her powerful loud orgasms.
Shepard was more than happy to oblige and cum inside her. Miranda's cum however was gushing out of her at incredible speeds, almost like she had emptied herself on him. Shepard nodded to him self and pulled his cock out. Miranda's pussy didn't make it that easy, it was suctioned so hard onto his shaft he had to grab and pull it to let it free. just as she was going to ask why, he got back up into a crouched position. He grabbed her feet by they gaps between her toes and pushed her legs back so her ankles were either side of her head.
Grabbing her feet and locking her beautiful legs around his shoulders Shepard began to thrust a last few times. Thrusting into her as much as he could, he gave Miranda a small wink and said "Here we go". Miranda Grabbed a pillow and placed it over her mouth just as Shepard's balls smacked her ass cum began to surge out of Shepard's Rock hard cock.
One last thrust to bury his cum as deep in Miranda as possible. All in the space of half a second he took his cumin throbbing cock out of her and slammed it in her. Miranda screamed her last orgasm of the night as The head of Shepard' s cock reached the deepest place inside her, and he kept it there as he cum impossible amounts. "Uh, Uh, Uh. Uhh, OH MY FUCKING GOD FUUUCK MY CUNT HARDER YOU PIECE…. "OOOHHHH FUCCCKK" Miranda shrieked as she was being filled up to the brim with cum.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Shepard tried to prise his eyelids open from the orgasm and crawled up next to her. She had stopped biting the pillow and threw it behind her head. She started to sob, and her body shaking uncontrollably from the act. She looked strangely mortified, taking short sharp breaths she stared at her ceiling without blinking and didn't release her tight grip from the side of the bed.
"Miranda..." He said with a soothing tone, wrapping his arm around her shoulder to comfort her. "It's all right. I'm here... I'll always be here for you."
Miranda released her grip and finally relaxed, though still shaking erratically. She looked left from the pillow and smiled through her messy, sweat stained hair. He tugged at the loose strands and tucked them behind her ear with the rest.
"Thank you Shepard. I w, won, won't forget this." She stumbled with her trembling mouth
"Ha ha? Your adorable" He said with a smile as he grabbed her from her side and rolled her on top of him. Their legs locked and Miranda collapsed in a deep sleep, resting her head on his chest. immediately. "Ha ha". Not wanting to disturb her he made himself comfortable by pulled his still firm cock up facing him and resting between their stomachs, and grabbed both pale round ass cheeks resting his hands in the deep crevasse between them.
When the morning came, the horrible hangover came with it. They looked at each other and realised that they had made a mistake.
"Shepard…" Miranda started before he shushed her.
"We had a meeting at oh-seven hundred hours. It wasn't formal, simply about a new patrol route before the day started. I nixed the idea because it meant doing extra shifts. You agreed. I'll get changed and leave first." He said with a smile that would melt anyone's heart.
"Thank you Shepard…" She said with a loosened smile.
"No problem, tell me if you ever need to talk."
"I thought you weren't big on personal talks?" She said, propping herself up on an elbow, covering herself with the sheets.
"I'm not... But you're a friend. I'll always be here for you."