Well, it seems that discussion has died down a bit. Havea repostan! minificm since it is cheery!
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Dining In
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I think everything is right. Hope Garrus was right, Shepard thought to himself. He looked around the cabin. Cleaned and sterilized. Check. Lighting lowered for a more intimate atmosphere. Check. He looked over at the two plates.
Both were sealed in a sterilized bubble. Straight from a restaurant on the Citadel. After checking over some of the food tube Tali seemed to prefer, Shepard had ordered their equivalents from a quality turian restaurant. Then sterilized and sealed before delivery to the ship. He hoped it worked.
"Decontamination Complete."
Shepard looked up as Tali entered their cabin. With Ken and Gabby still off ship on leave, he knew she would be tired. He hoped his surprise would put a smile on her face.
"Hey beautiful," he said to his quarian as the commander stood to greet her. "Long day?"
Tali nodded tiredly as she walked further into the cabin. She stopped, when she saw the settings. "John?"
He smiled. "I figured you could use a good meal. And, it's been a while since we had a chance to just relax together."
Glance softening, her gaze turned warm. "That sounds nice. Let me get out of this suit, and I'll join you." She headed to the wardrobe and pulled a garment out. As she passed on her way to the bathroom, she caressed her commander on the shoulder.
He chuckled; ever since Mordin had confirmed her adaption to both himself and their cabin, Tali almost always got out of her suit as fast as possible. Not that he blamed her.
Hearing the door open, he looked up. And stared. The lithe engineer had opted to wear the white dress shirt that came with the suit he wore on Bekenstein. And, from what he could tell, nothing else.
Shepard could feel his face flushing, and had to resist the urge to adjust himself. For all the times he had seen her dress like this - it seemed his shirts were her preferred clothing outside of her suit - it never failed to stir his passions and warm his heart.
"See something you like, Captain?" She purred out as she sauntered closer.
"Only you," he answered. He visibly fought with himself to return his gaze to her eyes where it had been locked on her smooth legs. He held out a hand.
"Join me for dinner, miss Vas Normandy?"
She took his hand and let her captain lead her to the couch. She sat, and he joined her on the couch. With as much flair as he could, he opened both of the trays, revealing the food. Her reflective eyes widened.
"John?"
He smiled. "I pulled a couple of strings. I hope you like it Tali."
With a smile of her own, she grabbed a utensil and grabbed a bite of the food. Her eyes widened. After swallowing, she grabbed a larger bite before turning to him.
"This tastes even better than the rations I normally eat!"
"Glad you like it," Shepard replied, digging in to his own meal.
Due to the sterilization, it was a little bland, but still better than what Gardner could normally produce. They ate in companionable silence, broken only by Tali's occasional exclamation of delight in her meal. When they were finished, Shepard took the plates and took them to the disposal in the restroom.
Returning to the main room, he found Tali laid out in the bed, curled around one of the pillows. Her eyes watched him, a predatory gleam in her eyes as he joined her on the bed.
"What now, John?" she asked "However can I thank you for such a wonderful meal?"
The human smiled softly at her. "I think first, you need a massage," he answered as he reached for one of the legs that had gotten his attention earlier. As he began to rub, Tali hmm'd her pleasure as he worked over her calf. As he grasped a foot and began neading it gently, he smirked.
"And after this," he said, warmth and desire in his voice, "dessert."
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