#desol.

Sheapard chuckled when Anderson’s voice echoed though the apartment. She took a turn t kitchen and made two drinks one for him one for herself and walked back to him just in time to see his flustering and confused state. How he managed to look so adorable and like a lost kitten, she had no idea. 

She walked to him and out the drinks to the side table near to them, her arms went round his neck, hands brushed over the back of it, Shepard reached all the way up to her tiptoes and hummed, smiled  a bit and then kissed him. It was a different kiss, more soft and gentle that heated and rough. But it wasn’t for turning on, more like to soothe his nervousness.