Rev stood outside on the balcony of his apartment on the citadel as he watched the ocean of lights dance into a frenzied display while cars every which way breezed pass. The large screened door opened to a sleepy Kaidan who was still in his alliance briefs, which snugged him perfectly in every corner on his ass. "Rev... How long are you going to be kissing that cigarette?" The major asked rubbing his eyes. Kaidan knew being in a relationship wasnt easy. No relationship is. But smoking has always been a problem he's done best to avoid.
Shepard, scratching his head after exhaling the smoke, looked at him puzzled. "A lot of people find it sexy." Kaidan rolled his eyes as he quickly snatched the stick before the commander could bring it back to his lips. "Well, Shepard most things you do I take great pleasure in admiring." 'Except your dancing.' Kaidan thought. Shepard could be put up against a krogan with a jock itch and the krogan would be a more acceptable dancer. "Quick to snatch anything away from my mouth if it's not yours... Or anything of that matter." Kaidan smirked at the comment before he was drawn in for a kiss.
Kissing his boyfriend was always something Kaidan wouldn't have the heart to turn down. However, tasting cigarette ash and Jack Daniels when said man was initiating the kiss? "No." Kaidan broke off gasping for breath, the putrid mixture becoming ingrained into his memory while he covered his mouth. Shepard looked him completely lost when Kaidan simply said, "Lose the damn cigarette, Rev."
(Illustration by starfleetspectre.)
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