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She grabbed her brush from the shelf and wiped her free hand against the fogged mirror until she could see herself. A familiar and favorite tune began and suddenly, the commander found herself a bit excited. She could be happy, right? Just for the night, at least? It wouldn't be so bad. She worked hard. She protected the ones she loved. She saved who she could. That was more than she could've asked for. Shepard unwrapped the towel from her body and placed it over her head to dry her hair, then let it hang over her shoulders as she gripped the brush close to her lips and checked herself out in the mirror. "I got a dirty mind. I got filthy ways. I'm tryin' to bathe my ape in your milky way. I'm a legend; I'm irreverent; I'll be reverend; I'll be so far u-u-up we don't give a fu-u-uck," Shepard rapped along with the male voice, coming to a stop just to giggle. For the first time in a while, she actually laughed—and at herself at that. God, it felt good so to laugh.
Glancing at herself in the mirror, Shepard smiled sincerely and sighed in relief. Maybe everything was going to be okay. As she brushed her hair and applied her makeup, she sang along to the song, getting more and more into it until her singing along was full-on rocking out.
"You're so supersonic. Wanna feel your power; stun me with your laser. Your kiss is cosmic. Every move is magic," she sang into the brush, twirling out of the bathroom. The cold air hit her hard and sent goose bumps dancing along her skin. She shuddered slightly, scrunching her shoulders forward momentarily, and then rolling them back, causing her to push out her naked chest. "Oooh, it's cold," she murmured, then went back to singing into the brush. "Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me! Infect me with your love and fill me with your poison. Take me, ta-ta-take me! Wanna be your victim; ready for abduction."
Garrus's attention was ready for her as she danced out of the bathroom. He sat up and looked towards her, but with the blasting music and her rocking out, she didn't notice him at all. As Shepard moved around the room in twirls and joyful hops, the turian sat back on her bed and watched in amusement…and lust. He might have said something if the situation had been different, but the fact of the matter was he was ready to die earlier, didn't, and had a few drinks to celebrate. He was drunk enough to let it slide and let emotions start to show again. Maybe it would do him so good to let it out somehow. Plus, he was happily soaking in Shepard's naked body dancing around.
"Boy, you're an alien. Your touch so foreign," she sang into the brush, turning to her bed that she'd bypassed earlier in delightful dance.
"It's supernatural. Extr—GARRUS!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!" she screamed, dropping the brush and immediately grabbing her towel from her shoulders to cover herself.
Glancing at herself in the mirror, Shepard smiled sincerely and sighed in relief. Maybe everything was going to be okay. As she brushed her hair and applied her makeup, she sang along to the song, getting more and more into it until her singing along was full-on rocking out.
"You're so supersonic. Wanna feel your power; stun me with your laser. Your kiss is cosmic. Every move is magic," she sang into the brush, twirling out of the bathroom. The cold air hit her hard and sent goose bumps dancing along her skin. She shuddered slightly, scrunching her shoulders forward momentarily, and then rolling them back, causing her to push out her naked chest. "Oooh, it's cold," she murmured, then went back to singing into the brush. "Kiss me, ki-ki-kiss me! Infect me with your love and fill me with your poison. Take me, ta-ta-take me! Wanna be your victim; ready for abduction."
Garrus's attention was ready for her as she danced out of the bathroom. He sat up and looked towards her, but with the blasting music and her rocking out, she didn't notice him at all. As Shepard moved around the room in twirls and joyful hops, the turian sat back on her bed and watched in amusement…and lust. He might have said something if the situation had been different, but the fact of the matter was he was ready to die earlier, didn't, and had a few drinks to celebrate. He was drunk enough to let it slide and let emotions start to show again. Maybe it would do him so good to let it out somehow. Plus, he was happily soaking in Shepard's naked body dancing around.
"Boy, you're an alien. Your touch so foreign," she sang into the brush, turning to her bed that she'd bypassed earlier in delightful dance.
"It's supernatural. Extr—GARRUS!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!" she screamed, dropping the brush and immediately grabbing her towel from her shoulders to cover herself.
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