[ME2] Scars and Playing Chicken (Drabbles, M, F!Shep/Garrus)

[wallwalker]

Two drabbles for kink_bingo's mini-fanwork challenge for December. (Going for a bingo on Communal Card #8, here. Using a different couple (and a different Shepard) for the other three....)

All of these are Renegade F!Shep/Garrus, and aren't set in the same continuity as anything else I've written, except for a couple of other drabbles I've posted; I might gather them together and post them eventually.

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Title: Scars
Author: Wallwalker
Fandom: Mass Effect 2
Rating: T
Content Notes: None
Prompt: Scars/Scarification

Shepard runs one soft finger over his face, around the scar. "How does it feel?" she asks, softly.

Garrus doesn't answer at first. He doesn't touch her face - his talons are too sharp for that - but he's looking at her own marks, the angry web of red scar tissue. She's refused to have them regenerated. They suit her, she says.

She's right. Shepard's gone through things most people can't imagine. The scars seem to fit on her face, proof of her strength. He can't remember her face without them anymore. "Right."

She smiles wickedly at his answer. "Good."

Title: Playing Chicken
Author: Wallwalker
Fandom: Mass Effect 2
Rating: M
Content Notes: Nothing explicit, although sex is implied.
Prompts: Bodily Secretions

It's become a game to them.

It started small, of course. A tiny drop of saliva here, an impossibly-minute taste of semen there... playing chicken with chirality, Shepard calls it once, laughing. Of course Garrus doesn't get it, and it takes her a while to explain what "playing chicken" is, but he appreciates the joke well enough after that.

Mordin would have scolded them both if he'd known. Or maybe he did, and he was just biding his time. It didn't matter; they both knew it could kill them very quickly. And honestly? That was just part of the fun.