Author's Note: All characters are over the age of 18. This story is a work of fiction. please do not republish on other platforms without my express permission. Constructive criticism welcomed.
With that out of the way, I hope you enjoy!
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She should have told Dr. Chakwas, yet something held her back and now she was paying the price. Jane Shepard was going over the flight plan one more time with Joker. Even though some might call it tedious, the commander wanted to get it right. They couldn't afford to mess up. Most of the crew had left since it was late so it was just the two of them.
"Ugh...," groaned the red-haired woman as she pinched the bridge of her nose.
"Hey, commander, are you alright, " asked the Normandy pilot as he looked up at her.
"I'm fine, Joker."
"You sure? Everyone's been...talking about how stressed you are after that misson on Eden Prime."
So they had noticed. Jane bit her lip as she pondered whether to tell him what she saw.
"Commander, please. We're a team, right? You can tell me. I promise I'll take it seriously...somewhat."
She notices his grin and returns it. "Fine, but get ready because this isn't really easy to follow."
"...and the side effects come and go at times."
Joker was slack-jawwed at her tale. "You mean to tell me that the beacon gave you some sort of secret telekinesis power??? Shit, that's awesome!"
His face then falls a bit. "Wait, but what are the side effects?"
She shrugs. "Eh, it's what you'd expect. Headaches, voices in your head, nausea, and increased horniness..."
Joker nearly falls out of his seat as Jane grins.
"Co-commander," exclaimed the man startled as his eyes widen.
"Haha, you should have seen the look on your face! You looked like a...like a...hahajaha!"
"Awww, come on, commander," protests Joker weakly as he watches her laugh. "I'm glad to see you smiling again though."
Jane collects herself and nods. "Yeah. Thanks for that. Since we're going to the Citadel, the crew will have some shore leave. What do you like to do to relax?"
"Oh, um...well, not much really. I'm more of a homebody or would it be shipbody..."
"No way, don't tell me you stay cooped up in here. What's the problem?"
"Problem? I don't know, maybe I want to just be left alone in peace."
Jane crosses her arms and gives him a look.
"Aw, shoot. Fine! It's just that many of these places don't have...they're not wheelchair accessible."
"So, you're telling me they have accommodations for Asari, Turians, Krogana, Salarians, and Elcors, but they don't have a simple ramp for humans?"
Joker shakes his head. "Yeah. I wanted to play some cards a while back and they made a big stink about it claiming I had some kind of cheating mechanism. Which is not true, in case I need to make it clear."
"So, no girlfriend waiting for you at the Citadel? At least tell me you go to the brothels to relax."
Joker looks around nervously as he says, "Co-commander! This is not really appropriate for us to talk about-"
"Yeah? Why are you suddenly so uptight, Joker? There's no one here."
"I mean, I've thought about it, but it just feels kinda lame and I didn't want to risk one of the crew members seeing it."
Jane lets out a loud whistle. "That's rough."
She begins to unzip her uniform jack as she says, "So, you're telling me that you've been on a dry spell for years?"
The man nods as she neatly lays the jacket next to her. She was wearing a white tank top which showed off her toned arms. Commander Shepard was usually in a uniform or battle armor outside of missions and training so this was a rare sight. Not that Joker had been keeping track, of course.
"Er, I guess you could say that..."
Jane raises her eyebrows as she untucks her top. "Really? You know you could just pay a young Asari dancer if you wanted some action."
Joker coughs nervously as she pulls it over her head. "Co-commander! Wh-what are you d-doing!?!"
She smirks in response as her hands start to unbuckle her pants. "While the crew gets to enjoy shore leave, I'm going to be busy so..."
The red-haired woman kicks off her pants and folds them to place on top of her other clothes. She the turns back to him and leans back against the control desk.
Joker gulps as the natural lights from space give her an almost ethereal glow. There was not an ounce of fat on her fit body. She somehow managed to look intimidating with her lean muscles, yet feminine at the same time.
"I...uh," sputtered the pilot as he tried to find the words to respond.
"How long until we get to the Citadel?"
"Um...it should be a few hours...why?"
She then moves towards him slowly like a predator stalking its prey. "Well, I figured we could..."
The woman stops then runs her right foot up his pant leg. Even though he couldn't feel it, Joker shivered. However, he definitely felt the pressure on his crotch as his commanding officer ran her toes against it.
"...have some fun while we wait. What do you say?"
Joker was about to respond when she removes her black sports bra revealing her perky C-cup breasts and pink nipples.
"I...um...wow...I mean...ah," exclaimed Joker as her toes grip along the bulge in his pants.
"You look uncomfortable. Why don't you...losses up a bit?"
Joker coughs as he shifts in his seat. "Er...a-are you sure about this?"