The Shavik (femShep/Javik + broShep/Javik) ship at its best:

couple erotic: in Shep's quarters, outdoors, in Shep's appartment, his/her POV, fun on Omega, handjob & fingering , same-sex pleasures, erotic calendar, a playful couple, sensual reminisces, footsie play, Partytime, the Morning after, Tender & Gentle

kinky pleasures: roleplay, group sex, threesome, two Shepard's to play with, time to play, fun with clones, playing with toys, a playful couple, the Protheans delight, the Geth, the Quarian and the orgy, Quality Time, threesome with Garrus

Javik solo's: nude is beautiful, hot and bothered, B/W erotic poses, exploring the Extranet, a perfect Prothean, lineart, Bathhouse fun, Sensual & Naughty

The Gift, Javik has a gift for femShep (LI-style romance/erotic)
The Avatar of Hope, femShep to the rescue! (LI-style romance/action/erotic)
40 Hours/Homecoming, two Shepard's to play with (PWP/lover's sex)
5 short stories, couple erotic and roleplay (PWP/romance/threesome)
Shepard's birthday/Practical Joke, new love & a surprise (romance/erotic/PWP)
!!NEW!! Stranded, a sensual adventure in the tropics (erotic & romance)
3 erotic short stories (futaShep/Javik + broShep) - 2nd -
The Consort's Invitation (group sex/orgy) - 3rd -

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Anniversary - ME3 erotic fanfic - femShep/Javik

This is a oneshot and it's written in German language. You'll have to translate with babelfish or any other online translator. I a...

June 06, 2016

ME3-Sensual & naughty - Javik solo erotic

Hey guys, it's been too long since I made a post. RL kept me so busy; I hardly had time for blog updates. This year's really intense but I gonna treat ya'all with a delish fanfic later on. ^^

And now, without further ado...

Javik's back. With some sweet'n'kinky solo poses.

Sensual & Naughty - Javik solo erotic

Every once a while, he's all alone in Shepard's apartment. And while Jane's dealing with the Citadel council, the Prothean has a few hours to do whatever he likes and wants. Or needs...

I can see him as a very patient and VERY sensual guy; someone who loves and enjoys taking his time, building his arousal until the urge and need for relief becomes overwhelmingly strong.

Despite his humanoid features, human clothes are always too tight and too loose at the same time. He's quite small for a male, smaller than Shepard, but with longer limbs than a human of the same statue, with very broad shoulders and a massive, muscular chest.

Sleeping in the nude was a necessity at first, although a rather unpleasant one. It made him feel vulnerable and exposed in his quarters aboard the Normandy.

But, after the Reaper War and after moving in with Jane, he'd become so used to being naked at night that he no longer wanted any specially tailored PJ's. He'd come to relish the sensation of soft bedclothes on his skin; the gentle sliding of sheets and bedding caressing his body with every move and turn.

It wasn’t just about the nightclothes being too warm and twisting around his limbs. His male anatomy is bigger than a human's and nightly erections would be unpleasant with restricting clothes. He never told Shep if every Prothean male was just as large as he is or if he's just generously endowed. ;)

With him being 5'4", an eight inch boner is quite impressive - even with the pic being made at an unfortunate angle that makes him look even bigger than he really is...

Waking up horny usually has him jerking off in the shower. The walls are amplifying every noise; the heavy breathing and the rough, ecstatic panting when lust fully takes over, and also the squishing and smacking of his saliva-slick fingers up and down over the head and the thick, highly sensitive ridges right below.

The oozing pre-cum soon has the shower stall reverberating with obscenely slick and wet wanking noises; a quickening, loud "smack-smack-smack" that has him panting just as loudly; his now hard, fast pumping with a continuously tightening grasp on his erection only interrupted and broken by his approaching climax. And, right on the brink, he yanks his hand away, gasping erratically and open mouthed, dick jumping so very close to completion. Only to continue after a moment, pulling the skin just slowly back with thumb and first finger, tightening and fully expanding the ridges with every long stroke down to the base. The stretching pull on the fleshy folds is an intense stimulus, one that has him toppling over the edge nearly at once...

The first time Javik woke alone in the apartment was also the time where he found Jane's sex toys by accident. At first, he was smirking over the impressive array of alien-shaped dildos, her Soft'n'SuppleTM silicone vibrators, the triple set of anal plugs (ribbed, knobby and smooth) and her glaringly pink love balls.

It didn't take long, however, until growing curiosity replaced the broad grin on his face with a thoughtful expression first and then an outright naughty one. And, with one of the dildos in his hands, turning it over and measuring its size repeatedly, he became more and more aware of the bodysuit's tightening strain on his erection and how long it's been since he was with another male...

Shepard knew that he was bisexual, enjoying a man's company in bed just as much as a female mate. But, so far, they had mostly just talked about it as a part of their foreplay. And the first time he did so had been quite a surprise: he'd never expected her intensely spiking arousal and the sudden, hungry gleam in her widening eyes - or the gushing wetness drenching her panties - when he demonstrated his blowjob skills on her fingers.

But now, years after their first talk and his first discovery of her toys, he had his own set to play with. He loved it whenever Jane fucked him with a strap-on or penetrated him with a dildo, with him asking her to go faster and deeper and whimpering and moaning in sheer pleasure whenever she did.

And, when he was alone, he took matters into his own hands. But he was no longer fantasizing about another male, then. He thought about his beautiful redheaded mate; envisioning her breathless replies, her voice rough and unsteady with lust, the sensation of the dildo sliding in and out, driven by her pelvis or hands instead of his own slippery grip around the silicone. Fucking himself up the ass until the need to come almost drove him crazy.

Javik's never been self-conscious or inhibited. He expressed his lust just as intensely as he experienced it, moaning and groaning, panting and pleading, asking for more, for deeper strokes, a steeper angle inside - until he was so hard and big that it began to ache; the head flared so much that the peehole was gaping open, the whole tip a deep, glossy red, the folds fully exposed and tight, the erectile tissue bulging under the velvety, now impressively veiny skin, his painfully thick and heavy manhood leaking a steady stream of pre-cum.

And, when Jane wasn't there, he turned around then, thinking of her horny expression the moment she saw his fiercely swollen shaft. And, instead of the slick heat of her drenched pussy riding him to completion, he brought himself off with a pre-cum slicked hand, imitating her frenzied riding pace and the pressure of her contracting walls milking him dry.

Being with a human mate also made him susceptible for human porn. He wasn't picky about cocks and still liked all the different shapes, sizes and colors - be it Turian, Batarian, Salarian or even a Volus' hook-shaped manhood - but he developed quite the taste for human pussy and soon realized that all the other female aliens had lost their appeal.

Just the sight of those soft, petal-like folds and the tiny bud of the clitoris peeking had him hard in no time. And, when he wanted to draw things out, he thumbed through their magazine collection, studying the different shapes of human honey pots and imagining their feel, scent and texture. 

He only regretted that women usually showed off without being aroused. All but one! Her picture wasn't really that good and quite tame compared with other shots. But she was really horny, labia swollen and gaping, her genital flushed and engorged. And that image turned him on just as much as the real thing. He just kept staring at the photograph, his erection pointing straight up in no time.

And even then, his fantasies revolved mostly around Jane and the sweet, little noises she made whenever he touched her, spreading her lips and caressing them, his fingertip moving gentle and slowly around her bud until it was stiff and big and twitching slightly, the area around the vaginal opening already swollen, making it so easy for his finger to slide inside, exploring the muscular canal until she begged him to fuck her.

And, holding onto this mental image, he felt around for the fucktoy waiting on the table... 

And now a special little photo-shoot straight from Virmire...

These two pics almost look like being made in a studio with a lovely painted canvas as a background: Though it's really an outdoor scene, I had to place a lamp for better illumination or the screencaps would've been too dark. 

The second picture where Javik is pleasuring himself with the fleshlight is not only my favorite from today's picture set but from all Javik-centered poses I've made so far. Though it's not the action itself, it's all about his body: the beautifully patterned skin and even more so his strong, masculine frame; the contrast between bulging pecs and flat abs is incredibly sexy for me while the pose itself is the icing of the cake. All in all, this shot embodies and coalesces male sensuality and beauty in a way I've never achieved before. He's so stunningly beautiful in this pose, I doubt that I'm ever going to top this. :) 

And at last, a little extra:

The aftermath of a truly toe-curling orgasm...

Just look at all that cum. He's still panting and still erect, oozing a last drop or two after shooting a massive load all over himself. Granted, jerking off on top of the piano is kinda crazy but I doubt that someone inside the vehicles noticed him doing so, zapping through the skycar tubes with 600 mph and all...

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January 07, 2016

Shavik - femShep/Javik - couple erotic - "Tender & Gentle"

Shavik - couple erotic XII

The map port of Anderson's Apartment from ME3 (for Gmod) had another update. And the map is truly spectacular now! The whole entry area had been added, the entryway opens and closes together with a working door holo, the background behind the shutters in the living room is no longer a screenshot but the actual strip from the game, including skycars zipping by and the glamorous, animated neon signs. 

The ambient light is much better now. The orange tint is gone and the whole apartment is very well lit. I had to place up to 4 - 6 custom lights for posing in the old version of the map. Now, I need NONE. A few ingame soundtracks had been added to the wall panel next to the fireplace, playing the party music. And the custom room from the back of the downstairs bedroom had been removed and placed outside instead, utilizing the apartment door right next to Shepard's - for the next map update. Right now, the room is merely present and a raw build without any textures or content. 

Posing in the apartment totally feels like being right in the game and that makes sex poses even more exciting than they already were!! I just had to drag Jane and her Prothean mate around for a very sensual "housewarming party"... 

Tender & Gentle

The two are really taking their time, undressing each other slowly, kissing and caressing one another, relishing in the sensation of their mate's body heat and the feeling of the loved one's skin against one's own, sharing their emotions and thoughts the Prothean way... 

They finally enter the master bedroom and get on the bed. Jane loves climbing on top of her mate and rubbing her body along his own, stimulating his semi-hard manhood wedged between them with her silken-soft mons and labia. Moving slowly back on forth on top of him and watching one another's expression, the desirous look in each others eyes; while her pussy keeps moving the tender skin back and forth his shaft... Jane's aroused nipples are brushing his now and then until both of them are aware of just how hard, stiff and sensitive the little tips have become. 

...until they finally change position, with her cuddling up against him with her back. Javik and Jane are exchanging their feelings again, their lips locked in a leisurely frenching and experiencing everything twice; their own sensations and the impressions from their mate. Javik's lust is strong and intense. He doesn't just feel the desire building up inside him, his whole body is attuned to the sensation. He's already rock solid in Jane's back, throbbing and pulsing gently, his balls are swollen and heavy, craving the tender touch of her caressing hands. 

The insides of Jane's thighs are slick with her arousal, her pussy lips are engorged and soft, the clitoris erect and big. She can hardly wait for him to touch her, to feel his hands and mouth on her mons and labia...

She can feel his irresistible gaze upon her, with him watching her expression while his gentle fingers are exploring her folds. He's taking his time, stroking his fingertips so lightly around and over Jane's crotch, caressing the silken mound and the swollen labia - only to stop his ministrations now and then for spreading her slit with first finger and thumb, opening her to his gaze. Opening her wide and deliberate. 

It drives her crazy when he does this. She can feel the spreading pull of his fingers, how the vaginal slit is stretching open, exposing the drenched inside and the throbbing clit, her aching hole. His finger dips into her vaginal opening, entering her gentle and deep and pulling away again, spreading her juices over and around  her labia. 

Jane keeps arching into his touch. Javik plays her like an instrument, making her whimper and moan just by fondling her folds. He hasn't touched her clit even once just yet and when he finally does, circling the tip of one finger so very, very slowly around her throbbing nub, Jane's holding completely still. All her senses are focused on the tiny pearl between her legs and his slow, gently moving fingertip. She can feel herself leaking, the watery drops rolling down her buttcrack and wetting the sheets. 

He's playing with her bud until she's close. They both love the sensation of her cumming through oral stimulation, and Javik goes down on her as soon as her legs are parting wide. He's laying on his stomach, pressing his rock-hard manhood into the mattress while eating her out at the same time, thrusting lightly now and then and sliding his swollen member along the sheets. His tongue keeps flicking the clit before he starts alternating between soft, fluttering strokes right over the highly sensitive clitoris glans and running the tip of his tongue agonizingly slow around her pearl. And the hornier she gets, the slower his stimulation becomes - while exerting gentle pressure with his tongue. 

He can feel her body shivering and tightening under him, until she starts pushing and pressing with the abdominal muscles. Her labia are swelling intensely and opening wide, her clit's fully emerging from the hood, suddenly all big and really hard. And that's when he flattens his tongue, stroking it very softly but with deliberate pressure in maddening slow circles over the nub. Javik never reaches the third circling stroke. Jane's always coming on the second. 

She's howling with lust this time, pressing her pussy firmly against his eager mouth. He's lapping and licking, pressing his tongue into her frantically twitching bud, licking up and down in her clenching slit, thrusting his long, flexible tongue into her vaginal opening, tongue-fucking her. Jane's whimpering madly. And loud. Her hands are clenching and unclenching, fingernails scratching over his crest. She can hear him moaning softly and quite muffled between her legs, still eating her out and licking up her leaking juices. 

The first orgasm is hardly ever the last for Jane. The first has her totally uninhibited and really horny. Even after her release, she's still aroused. And while being too sensitive for any direct stimulation right now, she's craving her mate even more than before... 

She pulls him until he's on top of her, kneeling over her chest and pointing his pre-cum slick cock right at her mouth. She can watch his expression while licking and loving his pole with lips and tongue. She's always leaving him in control of how much stimulus he needs and wants, then, with him stroking his length, retracting and tightening the skin for a more intense sensation while exposing the sensitive folds to her teasing tongue. Jane needs both hands to keep him steady, fondling and kneading his butt and running her fingertips playfully through his crack now and then. And whenever he's pushing lightly into her exploring fingers, his cum-heavy balls are brushing her boobs. 

Sometimes, she wants him to come right then. Either by sucking him off or by watching him masturbate; licking the glans and his stroking fingers at the same time, waiting for him to shoot it right into her face - or into her open mouth, over her stuck out tongue. And even when a facial is such a sticky mess afterwards, his cum is thinner than a human's, almost watery. And very slick. Jane loves to taste him, to feel the hot, pulsing squirts along the roof of her mouth and over her tongue, the taste of his semen. It's not as bitter as a human's but with a noticeable, almost bicarby aftertaste.

Today, however, they interrupt their lovemaking in the bedroom and move down to the living room area. Today, she doesn't want him to come just yet. Jane wants him to inch towards the point of no return this time; with him pumping his cock until he's getting close and stopping again to stall his orgasm - while she's getting ready for him with a dildo, fucking herself slowly and steadily until her body is ready for another climax. 

And when he tells her that he's close, really close, she puts the dildo away and wants him inside. Today, however, Javik is a little too close to the edge and starts dribbling cum already. Jane can see the cloudy, small puddle forming on his belly, the milky dribble down the shaft and the sudden, wet sheen of his clenching fingers. He's panting loudly and has to fight to stay in control, forcefully suppressing the urge to ejaculate until it is safe for them to mate for real. 

Javik enters her just slow, moving only hesitantly over and inside  her. His manhood is glowing hot and swollen to full size now, the head already slightly flared and thickened, the shaft throbbing and pulsing fitfully inside her. Every slow stroke is squelching and squishing in Jane's drenched pussy. The position they're making love in prevents her from clenching the vaginal walls around his member. She is wide open for him, the angle of her pelvis allows him to penetrate her really deep. And he keeps sliding slowly in and out of her, pausing shortly after every thrust. 

Their position is very intimate. She can feel his weight on top of her, the trembling of his straining muscles, the shivering of his stretched arms to both sides, the puffs of his hot breath in her face while listening to every little moan and grunt, his soft sighs and every quivering, slow exhale. And, every now and then, he's leaning down just a little, his open lips aiming for her panting mouth, with them kissing and frenching through another slow thrust or two before they're forced to part again.

He needs to come. She can see it in his eyes, his rigid, lust-distorted features. And she wants him to come. Deep inside her... She can feel the moment he's toppling over the edge, how his cock swells even more on the final thrust, the sensation of him pulsing and twitching inside her, flooding  her with his come until it starts seeping out, gushing in a hot, slick trickle down her buttcrack and wetting the white leather upholstery beneath. 

His arms are finally giving way. He's sinking down on top of her, both of them panting, his cheek's resting against her sweaty boobs while her fingers are running slowly up and down his sweat-drenched back. They're riding out their afterglow together, and even with him recovering as fast as any male does, he never gets up or changes his position at once. It's not just the sex and intimacy that has them remaining like this for some time. Both of them need - and want - the prolonged physical contact. 

His manhood is shrinking and softening noticeable until it's sliding slowly out of her, followed by another glowing hot gush of their mixed juices and secretions. The puddle below her butt is getting cold and Jane keeps searching for a more comfortable position without having to rest in the sticky mess they'd made on the sofa. And that's when Javik straightens up and pulls her with him until they're lying down on the other side of the couch, with her now resting on top of him ...

And two bonus pics...

handjob with cumshot

and some sweet missionary from behind

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December 28, 2015

ME - Garrus erotic special

These pics are an anon request from DeviantArt. Anon opted for gay or a bisexual threesome and wanted to be surprised with what I came up with. So I made both versions. :D

And I had so much fun making these, I had a posing spree! 8D

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The nude Garrus ragdoll is definitely one of the worst models I have. The textures are a mismatched patchwork that someone had slapped together in a hurry, and the rig itself is really awful; with the arms and legs distorting so much while being posed that I was forced to restore their shapes afterwards, re-creating parts by hand, painting them. That alone took an extra day of work... :/

I cannot change the rig, but I can work some (much needed!) magic on the textures and the physics file. The ragdoll is so rigid, it's hardly poseable as it is. Whoever made this model should be deeply ashamed... >_<

December 25, 2015

ME3 erotic comic "Stranded" - download it here!

Title: Stranded

Pairing: femShep/Javik

Rating: R/MA/18+

Theme: erotic + romance

Size: 86 pages, including the cover (download size is 123 MB)

Warnings: perilous situations, robinson-crusoe-scenario, interspecies erotic (human/Prothean), interspecies breeding, human/Prothean romance, full frontal nudity, explicit mature content

Summary: After being stranded on an isolated world, Jane and Javik are soon aware of the arising changes in their buddying relationship, and that being "just friends" is not quite what they want...

This comic is for download only!!

Download link: ME3-Stranded

The content is intended for a mature audience. Don't download if you're offended by nudity or erotic interactions in general.

December 09, 2015

Stranded - ME3 erotic comic - erotic preview

"Stranded" will be finished soon. I'm currently busy with the final photoshopping and will start with the comic creation afterwards. 

This Mass Effect erotic comic will be different from what I usually do. It's an ... experiment. Having a style of storytelling that works is nice and good but I wanted to try something else: 

- "Stranded" will be told in diary form (day 1, day 25, day 66, et cetera)
- this comic will have 5 sex scenes (instead of only one at the end of the story)
- the erotic scenes will show only parts of the interactions (foreplay, stimulation, penetration, orgasm)

Including several erotic interactions instead of only one is definitely new. I won't do that all the time from now on but I really wanted to create something that's focusing (and relying) heavily on the erotic part. Showing the whole set of action over and over again, however, would be repetitive and uninteresting, and, honestly, kinda lame. 

That's what every porn flick does. And I really don't like porn flicks. Cuz they're boring. It's not just about the annoying fake moaning and the women merely pretending to be aroused. It's also because every 15-minutes-scene in those flesh flicks shows the same interactions with only very little diversity. And I wanted to do something different. 

And to achieve that, I could show only parts of the erotic action in every sex scene; a foreplay here, penetration there, stimulation and orgasm there - for example. I'm also diverting from the "explicit stuff in every single scene" rule'o'mine: 

One scene is pure erotic and focusing on their facial expressions, and another scene is only implied, with Shepard simply stating her desire, nothing more. Everyone reading the story knows that they're going to have sex, then. That's why I'm not going to show it AGAIN. :D

"Stranded" plays on an isolated, uninhabited world.

Shepard and Javik are alone. It's just the two of them. I didn't do that because posing only two ragdolls is so much easier and faster done than hurling a whole bunch of them over the place. XD

No, I wanted to show them being isolated; away from civilization and without any means of diversity/distraction in their day-to-day activities. A Robinson-Crusoe-scenario if you will. 

The developing physical relationship between them isn't pursued out of boredom though. They're secretly in love with each other, and without any distractions or other people around, they're more or less forced to deal with their feelings and desires in a rather short time. 

I also think that Javik's a quite private person. That he's holding back emotionally in public (or in the presence of other companions) and that he only and truly opens up to someone he cares about when he's alone with said person. And I wanted to show that. His "emotional vulnerability". He not only displays feelings. He also displays happiness. Honestly, did you ever see him smile in Mass Effect 3? A happy, content smile, I mean. 


Not only because of the war with the Reapers. But because he's not in love in ME3. It's that simple, really. 

That's why I wanted to show a gentler side. A truly content and happy side of him. He really enjoys Shepard's company. He's smiling. He's teasing her playfully. He's laughing. He's enjoying life - probably for the first time ever.

Okay, and here are some preview pics. I'm gonna focus on the erotic action this time, and, as I already mentioned, "Stranded" will have LOTS of sex.....

I won't spoil the story any more and will simply show a few shots from the comic. The DoF and other postprocessing work ain't done right now, that'll be added soon: 

"Stranded" will be finished on x-mas eve, December 24th!!

This comic is my gift for Shavik fans this year. ^^

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November 03, 2015

ME3 - Stranded - Bonus Content teaser

Here's a bit of a teaser for the bonus content comic I'm working on:

Jane and Javik crashed on an uninhabited planetoid. The pilot (some random, anonymous guy) died in the crash, the friends are the only survivors. 

They soon learn that they're on their own on a beautiful but quite dangerous world. Meteor showers are raining fire and death down on them every 100 days. They have neither food or water, and their only tools are Jane's omni-tool and Javik's knife... 

Jane was injured in the crash. I'm no fan of life-threatening, overly dramatic injuries. And, honestly, a black eye's painful enough. The texturework was a lot of fun and a bit of a challenge to make it look as realistic as possible. 

Shepard enjoying herself and the beautiful view. Her hair has grown quite a bit to show how much time has passed. The story will be adapting some kind of diary-style, "day 1", "day 5", "day 20", et cetera. 

This comic happens past the Reaper War, btw. 

Javik and his fishing spear. It's a bit of an irony that the Prothean is forced to live like a primitive, hunting with self-made weapons; spear, bow and arrows. He doesn't seem to mind though. XD

A male and a female in their prime, all alone for ages on an isolated world... it's only natural for them to seek each others company and comfort. And they're going to make the most of it - not only of their needs but the secluded island they're calling home by now as well... 

The comic starts rather dramatic and it's gonna take a while until they've established a bit of a routine but the erotic content will be quite intense. And long. There will be lots of sex, not just one encounter but several. :D

I'll continue posing now and will upload an erotic preview when I'm about to start with the naughty stuff. Stay tuned for more!

September 06, 2015

The Morning after - ME3 erotic fanfic

The Morning after
An illustrated mini-fanfic

Summary: When Shepard wakes up the morning after the party, she finds herself in her best friend’s arms. But what happened the night before is nothing compared to Javik’s wakeup call…

A/N: This is a LI-style romance fic, and the explicit content is VERY graphic and detailed.

femShep/Javik – Shavik – human/Prothean – explicit images – explicit mature content – LI-style romance – PWP – fingering/masturbation – oral/69 – tender sex – wakeup sex – Citadel DLC


The music was down to a comfortable level, barely more than a pleasant background noise. Most of her friends had retreated into the guest quarters; Tali with Garrus, Miranda with Jack, and Joker with EDI. Even Zaeed seemed to have found some company in Samara for tonight.

Kaidan and Cortez were the last couple that took their leave. Shepard saw them to the door and made a conclusive round through her apartment, turning the television off and tiptoeing around the snoring Wrex, gently removing the empty snack bowl he was cradling in his arms and putting it back onto the table.

She approached the bar corner last, ready to have a final drink before she would be off to bed herself. That’s when she noticed a lone figure at the farthest end of the counter, hunched over his drink and staring into the glass as if the amber liquid held all the answers he sought.

The Prothean was wearing only the black and brown undersuit. His trademark red-golden armor lay on the sofa by the artificial fireplace. He hadn’t seemed to notice her presence, and she hesitated, uncertain if she should disturb him at this late hour or not.

It didn’t escape her attention that Javik wasn’t one for loud music or boisterous celebrations. He had joined the others in the kitchen at first, if only to mingle out of sheer politeness until he was able to secede without appearing bad mannered.

He’d spend most of the evening on the sofa by the fireplace, observing the hustle and bustle of Jane’s party from the sidelines. She expected him to be bored out of his mind and disgruntled over partaking in something he didn’t like. But he appeared to be enjoying his solitude, content just to watch what happened around him.

And when the laughter and chatter from the kitchen and living room area finally died down, the two-story apartment returned to its former peaceful quiet. Shepard believed Javik already on the leave as well and looking forward to his return to the Normandy.

That’s why she was so utterly surprised to find him sitting at the bar counter instead, beating her to the nightcap.

The redhead crossed her arms and leaned against the liquor cabinet while regarding her friend with a faint smile. She couldn’t really tell his expression from her point of view, but the tension in his shoulders was gone. He looked comfortable and seemed to be miles away, drawing idle patterns with a finger on the glass top.

This was probably her best chance for a long, close look without him noticing, and Jane took a step to the left for a better view. Javik, however, must’ve seen the movement from the corner of his eyes, for he was jolting out of his daydream and straightened up.

‘Damn it. Oh, well, it was worth a try.’

“Commander.” He downed the rest of his drink in one big gulp.

She approached him slowly. “Hey, Javik.”

The four eyes followed her through the room until she sat down next to him.

“You still up and about?”

“The quiet is … pleasant. Soothing.”

“You’re not much of a party animal, huh?” Jane ruffled her bangs and brushed a stray lock behind one ear.

“Not really. No.”

She looked around for some booze, found a bottle with Salarian Bourbon still sitting on the bar, and searched for a glass behind the counter.

He took one from the refreshment tray and passed it over.

“Thanks.” Shepard filled it two fingers high before she waved the liquor in his direction: “What about you? Care for another drink?”

“I think I had enough. This beverage is not really to my liking.” The leftover ice cubes in his glass were melting and he fished one out, popping it into his mouth and sucking on it. “But I do like the ice.”

She chuckled and took a sip, savoring the taste while the alcohol burned its way down her throat.


The silence between them was strangely relaxing. It was nice just to be together for once, relishing the quiet and sitting next to one another. She was nursing her drink while the Prothean kept her company, resting an elbow on the glass top, chin propped in his hand and watching her with what seemed to be rapt attention.

Jane didn’t mind his scrutiny at all. In fact, it was the perfect excuse to study him just as closely. She’d never seen him without the bulky plate armor, and the close-fitting undersuit revealed more than it could possibly hide…

He was slightly smaller than her, broad shouldered and rather brawny. He could easily compete with Vega’s physique, and she wondered whether his appearance might be just another genetic trait or if he had to exercise regularly.

Her attention switched to Javik’s hands. They were surprisingly small for a male, with two widely spaced, perfectly human looking fingers, right down to the short, blunt nails.

She took another sip and their eyes met over the rim. Her pupils dilated, and a curious spark appeared in his eyes. The pheromone-sensitive foveolas around his mouth picked up an interesting change in her scent, and he turned slightly towards her on his seat, holding her gaze. She returned the pleasant look with laughter lines and shining eyes, smiling at him.

The two of them had long overcome any discrepancies. The ancient soldier was no longer the same cold and arrogant man he had been in the beginning. He had warmed up to her. She felt it every time they shared a glance, on the battlefield and beyond as well.

But they weren’t just an efficient team, they had become friends.

She enjoyed his company and, even without having the ability to sense as he did, she knew that he enjoyed hers as well and just as much.

Jane wasn’t willing to let him off the hook this time. She knew that he felt drawn to her; his body language gave it away whenever they were together: the way Javik leaned in closer when she spoke and how he used to hold her gaze by now. Tonight, however, wasn’t about his deeper feelings; she only wanted him to acknowledge their friendship, nothing more. To say it. At least once. But that was easier planned than done.

She gazed into space, pondering her next move, until the deep, heavily accented voice interrupted her musings: “A penny for your thoughts.”

“I’m still groping for the right words.”

He put their empty glasses aside and leaned slightly forward to emphasize his attentiveness. “Try me. I might surprise you.”

The redhead smiled, albeit a bit wryly. “I’m a Soldier, Javik. Give me a weapon and I ace whatever I have to deal with. Mercenaries, kidnapping, heists, even the Reapers. But I really suck at emotional stuff, or any romantic encounters.”

“It appears we both have something new to learn then.” The touch of his hand was unexpected; the warmth of his fingers curling around hers sent a tiny shock through her nerves.

She tried to brace herself against the imminent flood of pictures and the disorientation she experienced whenever the Prothean used his equivalent of a mind-meld – but nothing the like happened. Instead, she felt … something, a gradually deepening awareness of emotional warmth and affection.

She smiled, delighted, and the sensation at the edge of her consciousness flared up bright and hot, shivering like a living being only to fade reluctantly away. Shepard opened her eyes. She blinked, a little overwhelmed. Their mental connection had grazed only the tip of the iceberg, or she would’ve never known just how much he was holding back, allowing only a trickle of his emotions to get through.

Javik saw the realization dawning in Jane’s eyes; her encouraging expression, before his attention lingered on her slightly parting lips. The make-up accentuated their shape and natural color, making them appear fuller and redder than they already were.

He could no longer resist and leaned slowly into her path, kissing her...

…only to pull back almost at once. She swallowed around the sudden lump in her throat and looked back and forth between his eyes, hoping for more.

The music was still playing in the background and he turned partly around to listen. She used the opportunity and wiggled on her stool until the tight leather dress showed more cleavage. Shepard pushed her breasts up for a more appealing decollete and was back to leaning casually against the counter before the Prothean faced her again.

She wasn’t even sure if he did notice any difference at all, because he got off his seat without further ado, taking her hand.

“Dance with me.” He pulled her slowly off the stool and away from the bar.

His sudden initiative sent a pleasant shiver down her spine. “I can’t dance. Not really, anyway.”

“Me either”, came his quiet reply. “Take off your shoes, Jane.”

She suddenly had the dithers and fumbled about with the high-heeled pumps, kicking them unceremoniously away. Only to chew on her bottom lip next, undecided about how to begin without sending both of them into an awkward tumble.

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other and closed in on her. She felt his hands on her hips, how they moved up along her slender waist before he locked her in a gentle embrace.

Jane’s arms snaked around his neck. She rested one cheek against his shoulder and closed her eyes. They weren’t really dancing, just slowly moving around each other on the spot. She had done the same with her first crush when he took her to prom, almost two decades ago…

The involuntary thought brought a smile to her face.


His body was warm; so much warmer than she had expected. She couldn’t tell if it was the soft music or Javik’s closeness that had her relaxing so. Her fingers were slowly running up and down the nape of his neck. Warm breath suddenly tickled the fine hairs along her temple and she snuggled into his arms.

He brushed the soft, red strands gently back behind Jane’s ear and kissed her cheek. His lips lingered on her skin before they moved gradually lower; approaching her mouth one kiss at a time – until he brushed his lips softly against hers.

He took his time, exploring their shape and softness with small, gentle kisses and tiny flicks of his tongue. She caught his bottom lip between her teeth, nibbling lightly, and he delved into her oral cavity only to retreat again, tracing her lips until she opened her mouth some more and welcomed him with a soft moan.

Their dance was long forgotten. He tightened his hold around her waist and deepened the kiss. She suddenly felt hot all over and played with his tongue until the growing lack of oxygen forced them apart.

The Prothean’s stoic mask had crumbled, leaving nothing but raw emotions in its wake. She could see the desire in his eyes – the feelings he had for her – and caressed his cheek. He leaned into the touch and kissed Jane’s palm until her fingertips continued their gentle travel over his lips and down the chin. She explored the groove of reddish skin with tender curiosity until he placed her slender hand on his chest, right above the heart.

She could feel the quickened pulse and closed her eyes. The puffs of his breath stirred her bangs and she inhaled the unique, slightly musky scent that emanated from his skin. Her fingers moved slowly over his partly exposed pecs and collarbones, enjoying the contrast between soft, velvety skin and the ribbed texture of his undersuit.

Jane and Javik were both breathing harder with excitement. They gently bumped foreheads and needed a moment to calm down again.

“Javik…” Her voice quivered and she swallowed.

“Uj'bayeh. Aq'uun da yejoyh. Ik sh'emojia...”

“Yes”, she whispered. “As long as you want me.”

He cupped her face for another kiss …

…and a loud, rumbling snore from the other side of the artificial fireplace startled them apart. The redhead promptly took his hand and moved backwards, away from the bar and towards the stairs, whispering a silent “Come.” 

Javik followed her, stopping now and then to pull her back into his embrace. His erection poked her in the abdomen and she urged him with her body to move.

They hardly made it past the stairs when he took the lead and pulled her towards the bedroom.


Shepard awoke rather early the next morning. The shades were down and the nighttime illumination was still on, creating a soft, reddish-golden light. She groped about on the nightstand and turned the holographic chronometer around. It was 7 AM, too early for a shower and definitely too early to be staying up already. Their shore leave lasted another two days and she longed to sleep in.

Jane stretched with a hearty yawn and pulled the blanket further up again.

Turning around and on her left side, she noticed two things at once:

First, the covers had magically shrunk overnight, leaving her with only a third of its previous size.

And second, her head came to rest on a firm, warm and oddly shaped pillow.

She opened one eye and had a closer look. It was an arm, not a pillow. She followed the grayish-blue and anthracite-flecked skin down to a three-fingered, humanoid hand. A hand she was quite familiar with after last night…

A naked body snuggled up from behind with a deep, sleepy sigh. The other arm embraced her around the middle, pulling her closer again and back into the spooning position.

One knee pushed languorously upwards between her thighs, the two-toed foot and calf intertwined with her lower extremities. The hand on Jane’s belly relaxed and she did the same, about to doze off again – only to complain with an unintelligible grunt when Javik continued to stir.

She grumbled into the pillow and finally heaved a sigh. “You awake?”

“Mm-mhh.” He kissed her shoulder.

She leaned back into his touch when his lips moved up along her neck and jawline.

Their leisurely wake-up cuddle was an almost seamless continuation from the night before, for they fell asleep just like this, in each other’s arms, kissing and caressing one another long after their mating.

The memory of their mutual passion was still fresh on Jane’s mind, evoking a funny tingle in her belly. Javik had craved physical contact to the point that he was barely able to restrain himself. Their foreplay was steamy and unexpectedly rough, with them rolling on the bed, groping and clinging to each other, their kisses suddenly all teeth and tongues.

She eventually grabbed his painfully hard manhood, squeezing and pulling in her desperate try to get him inside her body. But he was so over-excited that he came right then and there, his load hitting her thigh and womanhood with wet, heavy slaps.

Seeing him ejaculate made her incredibly horny. She was spreading his semen over and between her folds, moaning and fondling herself, using the slick, watery-thin seed as additional lubricant. He moved further up on the bed again and spooned behind his mate. His hand pushed between her thighs and she corrected his aim until he found her pleasure spot.

Jane squeezed her legs shut to keep his efforts focused on the aroused bud, her little thrusts aiding him in his try to get her off. She couldn’t tell what turned her on more, to watch his finger stroking up and down between her labia or to listen to the arousing phantasies he whispered into her ear at the same time. She let herself go; pushing more and more into the gentle but swift caresses, enjoying the pleasure he gave her – and soon reached a keening, shuddering orgasm that seemed to liquefy her very bones.

Their relationship had just begun and, naturally, their sexual appetite had kicked into overdrive. The desire never really ebbed away completely and kept simmering just below the surface. He woke her in the middle of the night by sticking his erect member into her snatch from behind, riding her long and hard until they climaxed mere seconds apart, only to collapse in a sweaty, loudly panting heap of entangled limbs. And now, just a few hours or so later, he appeared to be in the mood again

The Prothean nibbled on her earlobe and nuzzled the side of her neck, playfully grazing the skin with his fangs before his tongue followed the carotid down to her throat and up again. He kept teasing the sensitive spot right below her jaw, sucking ever so softly until she had goose bumps and began to squirm with pleasure.

His loins promptly pushed against her behind. He was semi-erect and squeezed his ridged penis between her butt cheeks, sliding slowly up and down in the crack. She could feel the tender skin moving back and forth over the erectile tissue with every stroke, the pulsing of the large vein on the underside.

The tingle in her stomach turned into a hot flush and her abdomen contracted with arousal. The hand on her belly wandered up to one boob, weighting it in his palm before the two fingers curled around it, squeezing and caressing the soft mound, exploring its shape and size.

“Kiss me”, he whispered and pulled some back, giving her more room.

She turned around in his arm and snuggled up against Javik’s chest while pulling him towards her face at the same time. The kiss was soft and gentle, their tongues sliding against one another in a slow, sensual dance, with him kneading her bum while she was rubbing her crotch against his thigh.

They parted with a sucking smack. Both friends were breathing hard. Jane looked along his body. The thin bedspread was still covering his lap, clearly outlining the erection as a long, thick and noticeably curved bulge against the groin. His member throbbed and pre-cum seeped into the crimson colored fabric, leaving a small, darkened spot behind.

He hooked one thumb under the blanket’s hem, pushing it slowly down. Jane caressed his belly and looked on expectantly. Her mate exposed himself only inch by inch, teasing her mercilessly. She had to bite her tongue or she would’ve urged him to hurry.

He watched her expression, relishing in her obvious lust the moment he pulled the covers fully away. She was running her palm slowly over his penis, feeling the warm, velvety shaft and stroking a fingertip lightly over the ribbed, highly sensitive underside before she explored the smooth skin of his mons and moved down between the spreading thighs. The sac was soft and heavy, slightly cool to the touch and just as hairless as the rest of his body.

He let her play with his balls and slicked a fingertip with saliva. She groaned quietly when he dipped a finger between her folds, searching for the little bud – though his try was hardly more than awkward fumbling. Her arm was in the way, hindering his efforts.

Javik moved Shepard’s hand further up his length and concentrated on her womanhood again. She had to bend her abdomen at an uncomfortable angle upwards for him to reach her pussy and they parted reluctantly.

He was right back at her core and she pulled his hand away.

“Javik, wait. … Wait.”

“Let me touch you too…”

She straightened up on an elbow. “Let’s try something else first…”

He reached for her once more and Jane placed his palm firmly and apodictically onto her breast. Then, she tightened her grip a little around his dick and started pumping. She pulled the skin fully back and the fleshy ridges below the head stretched and expanded.

Javik grabbed her wrist and raised his loins at the same time, thus retracting the skin even further. “Do it like this.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

He was guiding Jane’s grasp in a steady rhythm up and down. “You won’t. Here, watch…”

And she watched, open mouthed and with trembling nostrils, how he moved her fingers down to the root and up over the whole tip again with long, tightening strokes – until she continued in the same manner on her own.

“All the way up and down, yes…”

“You like it gentle?” Her handjob became slick with leaking pre-cum.


He arched into her stroking fist with a soft, drawn out moan. She squeezed her legs tightly shut to apply some pressure on the throbbing clit. A first, warm drop rolled down her butt crease.

He was incredibly hard, and she couldn’t wait any longer.

The redhead straightened further up, her open lips aimed for his mouth. She sucked on his tongue and kept stimulating him, soon kissing her way down his throat and chest, licking his erect nipple before she went even lower. Javik helped her to turn around next to him until she was kneeling head to toe.

She felt him pushing her knees apart, nudging and pulling on her thighs until she climbed on top of him, groaning with the expectation of what would be coming next. She kissed her mate’s lower abdomen and his manhood jumped. A glassy drop oozed out and she licked it off, tasting him.

Jane held the thick alien-cock right at the base and looked along her belly the moment he grabbed her butt with both hands. The Prothean pushed her down until the open crotch hovered just above his mouth. She was shaved; her skin was smooth and just as bare as his own. His tongue pushed between the silky labia, parting them and licking up and down before he concentrated on her clit.

He seemed to grow another inch, throbbing and swelling in her fist until he was thick and dark, the tip shiny and noticeably swollen. She took him into her mouth and mirrored whatever he did, pleasuring him in tandem with her own arousal.

She heard him moaning with pleasure whenever he was lapping up her juices, only to suck softly on the engorged folds next, alternating between inner and outer lips, licking and suckling, driving her crazy with need.

Javik finally concentrated on her bud again, his tongue swirling slowly around the bundle of nerves until it was thick and rigid. Then, he stopped and took his mouth away, kissing the insides of her thighs. Her pelvis moved impatiently. She was grunting in mild protest around his cock – until his thumb pushed the clitoral hood back, exposing the sensitive tip.

He began to suckle and she had to raise her head, moaning ecstatically. The stimulation was intense and tender at the same time. He pulled the erect nub deeper between his lips and released it again, flicking the tiny glans softly with his tongue. Her crotch began to pulse and twitch. Javik groped about until he bumped into Jane’s hand, moving it up and down his member, urging her to continue.

A clear, slick drop ran slowly down the head like a warm tear, pooling against her thumb. She licked it off, the tip of her tongue kept playing with the drenched peehole, reaming it out - only to suck the glans rim and the fleshy folds below before she took him back into her mouth with a half-choked groan.

He arched into her touch while she was close to humping his face. Her thighs were shivering and trembling with excitement. Every touch, swirl and flick of his tongue brought her closer to the edge. His member was throbbing and pulsing in tandem with her pussy. The head began to flare inside her mouth and pre-cum gushed warm over her tongue. His fingers started kneading her butt, his loins began to thrust and roll.

Both of them were wheezing frantically and erratic, approaching their orgasm together. Jane was tempted to keep going, simply sucking him off and making him come in her mouth while he was eating her out at the same time. Javik, obviously, had the same intention for he kept licking her eagerly, determined to bring her off.

However, she wanted to have him inside even more and straightened up with a breathless gasp before getting down from him and rolling on her back, panting loudly. Her mate got off the bed and she moved to the edge.

“Spread them.”

She opened her legs wide and fingered herself.

“Show me.” Jane looked at his dick. “Jerk off for me…”

He held her gaze and pushed his cock down at the base, pointing it forward and right at her.

She moaned. “Yes! Do it. Lemme watch.”

The Prothean came closer until his knees bumped into the bed frame, with him standing right between her wide-open legs. Her fingers were moving faster and faster up and down in her slit while she stared down to his lap and watched him masturbate. Her breasts were trembling with every stroke; the aureoles were slightly puffy with arousal, the nipples stiff and red. 

Javik knew how close she was; he could see it in her distorted face, hear it with every hoarse, frantic gasp. He watched Shepard’s expression until her eyes were glazing over. And, with her only seconds away from completion, he exposed his cock with a long, provocative stroke, pulling the skin fully back.

At once, the damp squishing between her legs turned loud and soggy. Jane gasped aloud and shuddered with swaying breasts, only to tumble over the edge with a deep, throaty groan. She pulled her swollen nether lips apart, showing him the orgasmic contractions of the glistening insides and the twitching of her clitoris.

Javik slicked himself quickly with spit and pushed against her entrance. She pulled him forward at the hips and he slid into her drenched, clenching pussy, both of them moaning. Her thighs wrapped firmly around his loins, her fingers clawed at his back, leaving scratch marks on the colorful skin. She was still pulsing around his manhood and he forced himself to wait, kissing her gasping mouth until she calmed some down again.

Javik straightened up and placed his feet further apart for better footing. He held her legs open to be able to watch himself moving inside her and she expected him to thrust hard and fast – just like a few hours ago. But he took his time, moving only slowly in and out.

Shepard’s attention remained glued to his face. His expression and the little moans and groans whenever he was sliding back inside, were an immense turn on. She felt him nudging her cervix with every gentle thrust. He was so big, she could hardly breathe with him stretching and filling her to the absolute limit. And his expression revealed just how overwhelmingly tight she had to be for him in turn.

Both of them were panting and gasping with every stroke. She could see the lust in his eyes, the pleasure he felt with every in and out, slow and unending. 

Jane moaned his name and he leaned forward, bending down over her until their faces were only inches apart, loins still pumping so agonizing slow and he kissed her softly on the mouth.

Shepard’s arms fell back onto the mattress. He grabbed her hands and their fingers intertwined.

She whimpered.

He kissed her once more and whispered in his mother-tongue right against her open, gasping mouth, his body on top of her jerking forward with every deep thrust.

She was so beautiful, glowing and flushed; the dark red mane a tousled mess on the rumpled sheets, emerald eyes dark with lust and emotion.

He groaned. “Jane…”

Her lips trembled. “Don’t stop. … …Don’t … s-stop-p-p!!”

He had to let go of her hands and straightened up to be able to take her faster. And harder.

“Aaahh, yeah!” She arched into his body. “Fuck me… Fuck!”

Javik angled his pelvis more upwards, penetrating her noticeably steeper and stimulating her G-spot with every move.

She cried out in ecstasy, mewling his name over and over like a sensual mantra.

He answered every one of her tiny yelps with breathless moans.

Her grip clenched around his wrists. “Faster… Faster!!”

“And deeper?”

“Yeah! Fuck! … As deep … as you … can…” Her legs pulled up higher.

“I’m … close…”

“Go on, Javik. Go … on.”

He was pounding harder and quicker.

Jane knew the moment he was about to come even before he started to moan. He grew hard as rock and glowing hot inside her, and she clenched her vaginal muscles as strongly as she could. “Give it to me…”

Javik shuddered and grunted. His eyes were glazing over and his face distorted to a grimace, almost as if he was in pain. He entered her with two, three final thrusts and his cock began to pulse and twitch. 

She pulled him as close as she could, holding him deep inside her while he pushed his loins firmly into her crotch, both of them moaning and groaning while he filled her with his seed.

He pulled her forward against his body and slipped down to the ground, holding her in his arms. She clung to his neck, out of breath and quivering with ecstasy and exhaustion alike. He brushed the damp strands out of her face. Jane’s glowing cheek came to rest against his sweaty, heaving chest while he caressed her neck and shoulders.

They were riding out their afterglow together until he sagged back against the bedframe. His member softened noticeable and she wiggled on his lap to prevent him from slipping out just yet. She kissed him as soon as she had enough breath left again – and the alarm clock went off. 

‘So much for sleeping in’, she thought, amused.

It was 9:30 AM and they could hear first noises on the corridor just outside their room. Heavy boots shuffled closer and tripped over something. A table banged into the wall, followed by colorful swears and Jane stifled a chortle against Javik’s shoulder.

“That was Jack”, she whispered.

They waited until it was quiet again.

“What now? A shower and some breakfast?” She suppressed a yawn.

They looked at each other and, like on a secret sign, turned their heads simultaneously back to the bed…