Shakarian

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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Pretty please reblog to enhance sample size!

Garrus is the gun show absolutely

You can buy that as a sticker too babes

[Wrex voice]: Shepard wants to f-ck you so bad it makes her look stupid

and he cosplayed Kaidan once