Artpop Challenge: Do What U Want.

Osir tackled James onto the mattress, kissing him as his hands caressed the muscles that blanketed the other man's body. He heard the mohawked man moan when his hands slid under his shirt and rubbed his large pecs. Meanwhile James was undoing the belt buckle and pants off of Osir before his shirt was taken off.

Both men soon were fully nude and kissing passionately with Osir on top of the lieutenant, both men's hands reaching the other's bodies. Osir was flopped over on his back now as James took his time, circling his tounge around the commander's nipples as a hand rubbed the abs. The panting slowly grew heavier when the tattooed man brought his mouth towards Shepard's erection, leaving his fingers in the spectre's mouth.

"Happy to see me down here?" James asked playfully, licking the tip of Osir's penis. "Very happy.." Osir answered as he moaned feeling James slowly suck him, while looking into the eyes of the man he was servicing. Moaning while sucking his fingers, James took the man's length deeper. Osir's moaning increased when his length was entirely swallowed, seeing the mariner's head bobbing up and down.

James slid his fingers from Shepard's mouth and brought it to his ass. Slowly massaging and circling it, continuing to suck his boyfriend. Osir held back from jolting when a finger slowly began to enter and exit him. Bringing their lips together again, James used a second finger, scissoring him slowly before adding a third. James knew he was ready when Osir moaned his name through their kiss and slowly mounted the man on top of him.

Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, he slowly descended onto James' erection feeling it enter him with each of the ten inches. All the way in, the two men felt the electricity of ecstacy course throughout their bodies. James brought their faces in closer together and began to thrust at a steady pace. James felt Osir's warm breath on his face and looking into his red eyes. James loved that color of red. Like magma filled rubies. Increasing speed, Osir became vocal as he wrapped his legs and arms around him while the thrusting accelerated to faster speeds. With one last kiss, Osir got off and knew James was now about to climax. Kissing him and rubbing his chest, James came immensely calling his lover's name while he did the same thing.

Osir collapsed on top of James whose arms snaked around his waist. "Round six in fifteen?" James asked kissing Osir's forehead who just laughed, thinking he was only joking. He wasn't.

You can't have my heart 
And you wont use my mind
But do what you want 
Do what you want with my body
You can't stop my voice 
Cause you don't own my life but
Do what you want with my body
Do what you want with my body

Lyrics to Do What U Want by Lady Gaga ft. R. Kelly.

Artpop Challenge: Venus.

Shepard walked through the VIP entry to Purgatory, the sound of blaring music only clarifying as he arrived into the core of the area. With the council being picky in helping the alliance, Osir needed a drink. He remembered Vega's suggestion from back on the Embassies, meeting him for a drink. He received glances from people that said 'oh god its really him!' that prove that people forget so easily that he's still human.

"Hey, Commander!" A voice called out. Osir turned around to see James at the bar, beer in hand. He nodded to the man seeing him, "James, how's the eye doing?" He asked the larger man. Their 'dance' left Vega with a nasty black eye, so no more shuttle collisions for him. "Doing good. Saw the interview with Kalisah." Shepard rolled his eyes as he was handed a beer from the bartender, "She needs to learn to grow the fuck up." He stated taking some of his drink.

James nodded. For a while, it was awkward silence until the muscled man finally said, "Wanna dance? For real this time?" Osir groaned, "I can't dance." James refrained from laughing his ass off. The man can save the galaxy but can't dance? "Well, I do. And I need me a partner." Shepard heard this and looked around the room, "There are plenty of lovely ladies in here." Shepard answered finishing his beer. James just answered with, "Don't want em."

"Come on, I'll teach you. You're only what, 41?" Osir punched him in the arm playfully, "29, way off." James chuckled replying, "Just a few years off." The two finally made it to the dance floor, following to a new song. "You're....not uh.... That bad....." James was at a loss for words seeing the other man trying to rhythmically entertain himself. "Yeah, in fact I'm worse." James thought to himself for a minute then stated, "You just need some passion, Loco!" The black haired man was surprised to hear those words come out of that mouth. "Passion?" He asked, seeing the man draw him in.

"Yeah.. Passion, like this." Slowly James and Osir's faces came together with a kiss, which quickly became deepened as Osir's hips rocked to the beat emitting to the bass. "I see. Passion, I can work with this." Osir said between kisses, chuckling.

When you touch me I die
Just a little inside
I wonder if this could be love
This could be love
Because you're out of this world
Galaxy, space and time
I wonder if this could be love
This could be love

Lyrics to Venus by Lady Gaga.

Artpop Challenge: MANiCURE.

"Imma dance."

Kaidan and Joker went pale as they heard these words come from the commander's mouth. Rev may have had way too much alcohol in him to think he can dance. "Ann' your common' with me." Rev slurred taking Kaidan's arm. "Bust a move out there! I'll just be sitting here with my beer! Watching!" Joker said watching one drunk commander and one drunk major leave to the dancefloor.

The two soon found themselves in an ocean of packed dancing bodies. "Oh yeah, you're definitely drunk." Kaidan declared to the smirking drunk Shepard. "Mmmmmm you smell good, new cologne?" The brown haired man asked. Then, Rev began grinding up against the biotic, erotic and making them moan.

"Rev, n-not here." Kaidan whispered. "No one's gonna look, and no one's gonna care." Shepard replied as he bucked his hips against Kaidan, their hard erections throbbing. "Rev...I-If you keep doing that.." Kaidan moaned with the other man, kissing sloppily but heatedly. "Ah!" Kaidan shot in his jeans after a last grinding from Shepard, who also came in his pants. "You happy now?" Kaidan asked, the man's arm thrown around his shoulders. No response came as the commander was out cold. "Well, we're going to have a talk about this in the morning." Kaidan said to the unconscious man as he helped him out of the club, leaving Joker.

Touch me in the dark
Put your hands all over my body parts
Throw me on the bed
Squeeze, tease, and please me that's what I said
I'm the chick who's 
Been coming around to lovin you
You're the medicine, I need to heal
The way, the way you make me feel

Lyrics from MANiCURE by Lady Gaga.

Artpop Challenge: Aura.

James Vega could very well tell about his relationship with the commander. He knows things, parts and sides of Osir that most don't. He remembers his uncle once telling him about how everyone has a different aura, an energy about them. Well, even though the lieutenant wasn't exactly seeing the idea, he did know that the raven haired man would have one hell of an aura.

He does know that Osir can beat his high score on the Citadel and be a gentleman about it. He definitely can not dance or sing, but can can really hold his booze. He grew up in the projects in Houston. James knows he reads novels that others can barely understand the concept of. He learns to hold back from laughing every time the spectre tells of his childhood nightmare of the peacock. Or anything peacock related.

What James knows is that Osir is a man he would gladly pummel shuttles into to prove himself to him, and get beat up if he ever did so again in his life. Vega knows that for the past two months they've been dating, even with this war going on, he still has the thought of marriage in mind. If James had had to choose an aura, it would probably be platinum. The one color that never loses it's streak or shine.

Except when the commander is attempting to cook something.

Do you wanna see me naked, lover?
Do you wanna peek underneath the covers?
Do you wanna see the girl who lives behind the aura?
Do you wanna touch me, cosmic lover?
Do you wanna peak underneath the covers?
Do you wanna see the girl who lives behind the aura?

Artpop Challenge: Artpop.

It was a slow Saturday. For some reason Saturdays are always so slow now. Osir was reading the page where he left off on his novel, scrolling down the data pad and James was on a pad of his own. He would occasionally stop whatever he was doing to glance at him, then get back to his task. Osir looked at him, eyebrow raised. "James, what are you doing?" James was silent but glanced at him again.

James saw his boyfriend begin to get up from the couch and immediately stopped him, "Whoa whoa, don't move yet. I'm almost done." And continuing back to work, Osir sighed in confusion and did as the man asked. Sure enough a few minutes later, he heard the tattooed man say "'Kay. Done."

Getting up and walking over, he saw what James was working on. A sketch of him, and a REALLY good one too. "Babe, you never told me you could draw." Osir said taking the data pad, admiring the talent of the artpeice.

"My Abuela taught art classes and said I should take to another outlet." James explained seeing Osir smile at the picture drawn of him. "Definitely better than the peacock themes that people are now flocking to, so to speak-" the datapad was quickly taken and before the black haired man could respond it was handed back to him.

"Hah!" He laughed, seeing James had drawn a caption with a peacock drawn with an x through it. "Your grandmother would be so proud." Osir said kissing the lieutenant. "I'm thinking of getting this materialized and scanned into a frame." James wide eyed and said, "Nah that was just for fun. Wanna try modeling for something more--private?" Osir smiled widely and followed the man upstairs.

(Illustration by starfleetspectre.)

Brushes with darkness won't help you create your destiny or self
But ARTPOP could mean anything, anything
I try to sell myself but I am really laughing
Because I love the music, not the bling 
Not the bling
Lyrics from "Artpop" by Lady Gaga.

Artpop Challenge: G.U.Y.

"So, Kaidan. How is everything between you and Shepard?" Garrus asked, leaning back in his chair. "Same as always, Garrus. How's the relationship between you and your hand?" Kaidan countered, inappropriately. Garrus laughed, "Youre learning some bad habits. But I suppose its a price to pay if you're dating the commander. How do you humans do it anyway?"

Kaidan's expression was confused when hearing this question. "Do what?" Kaidan asked the turian, who answered "Maintain.... Order in the bedroom. With two men, no less." Paid an raised an eyebrow. "I was told that laying in missionary every time can cause an increase in scoliosis. Then again, you do switch don't you?" Kaidan was surprised being asked this by, of all people, Garrus.

"What a-are you going on about?" Kaidan asked. "When a male turian is, what do humans call it, bottoming, they show that the other turian who is male is the alpha of the bedroom. Of the relationship. Is that how it works with you?" Garrus asked and the biotic grew red to the ears, "So does he not only command the Normandy but command you as well?" The alien asked with a smirk.

Later on, Rev was reviewing the report to send to Hackett, then he heard the doors to the commander's cabin slide open and entering Kaidan. "Hey, just reviewing the report from ou-" Rev was silenced with a kiss, which instantly became deeper. Breaking off the kiss, Shepard was stopped from speaking when the other man lifted him onto the bed, and immediately pounced on him.

"Kaidan! Hold up!" Rev said, but the man was already stripping off their clothes. "You think you command our relationship?" Kaidan asked standing above him naked, blue with active biotic energy. "No. I don't." Rev answered, genuily scared and confused. "You....don't?" The black haired man asked as the color of blue faded away. "No. You have a better hold of our relationship. What's up with you?" Shepard asked.

Hours later, the doors to the med bay opened and walking in was a very badly bruised Garrus, limping to one of the beds. The lesson being that humans shouldn't take advice from a turian on turian sex for a relationship.

I'm going to wear the tie, want the power to leave you 
I'm aiming for full control of this love
Touch me, touch me, don't be sweet
Love me, love me, please retweet 
Let me the girl under you that makes you cry
I want to be that guy

Lyrics from G.U.Y. by Lady Gaga.

Artpop Challenge: Donatella

It started as an innocent introduction between a mother and the mother's boyfriend. And by innocent, I mean no smoking, no swearing, no weapons, no armor, no vulgarity, just being a polite and decent Rev Shepard. The next thing he knew he was at the central plaza shopping with Mrs. Alenko, minus one Kaidan.

"Have you ever heard of a woman named Marilyn Monroe, Rev?" She asked walking beside him. People would gather in groups as to seeing the galaxy's savior in broad daylight. "No ma'am." He replied. The lady laughed, "Im not kicking the bucket anytime soon. Please, Lily sounds better." The mother insisted. "As for Marylin, she was a diva of many hats. She once said, 'Give a girl the right pair of shoes, and she'll conquer the world."

Rev chuckled a little as he heard the bravado in the smaller woman's voice, trying to be the diva. "I may not be anywhere close to achieving what you have done, dear. But you've really helped Kaidan. Also, you may not have found those heels, you've conquered far more than anyone in history has." Rev sighed, "Yeah, I can't do so hot in heels." Lily burst laughing, imagining Kaidan tricking the man into wearing high heels.

"I bet you wear only a few pairs of change clothes, don't you?" Lily asked. He did, on that note. But he made sure he washed them when he could. "Yeah.. I don't really like fancy clothing. I never, I mean NEVER have worn the ceremonial alliance suit. Okay maybe just once. It feels like its suffocating me and it itches." Rev explained and saw the woman taking in the information. "Well, dear. The thing is this: the important thing to your wardrobe is not just having stylish or elegance, but to be comfortable. Kaidan told me you've no taste in the world fashion." Rev was defeated in this area. He had no style or grace. It wasn't his strong suit.

"That's why I've made a list." Lily stated holding the data pad. "What is the list off?" He asked confused as he was handed the pad. "Of the stores we're going that I've tailored for you." Hearing this and looking at the list, Rev's eyes nearly bulged out of his head:

Places:

Dolce Vita
Gucci
Christian Dior
Channel
Prada
Louis Vuitton
Fendi
Ferragamo
Ralph Lauren
Gavinci
Vierra Wang
Chloe
Balenciaga
Donatella

Rev knew that this was going to be a real test of patience and endurance. Nine hours later, the Alenko household was flooded with designer shopping bags and constant arrangements of clothes. When he finally got to the bedroom where he and Kaidan were sleeping, Shepard dived head first into the comforter, moaning.

"Yeah, mom likes you." Kaidan stated and Rev laughed muffled in the pillows.

Donatella
I'm smokin' em on full tank of gas
Mi Mi Bella
I'm a rich bitch, I'm the upper class
All of the day
I'm the pearl to your oyster, I'm a babe
I'm gonna smoke Marlboro lights and drink champagne
I smoke Marlboro reds and drink champagne

Lyrics to Donatella by Lady Gaga.

Songfic Challenge: Artpop.

Will now be doing a doing a songfic challenge based on songs from Lady Gaga's album, Art pop. Pairing is Mshenko, with starfleetspectre's OC Shepard, Rev. Also with my OC Shepard, Osir and James Vega.

(This time I mean it folks.)

Scars And Tattoos.

(Fan fiction for starfleetspectre. Pairing is young Zaeed Massani and Young Steve Hackett)

"This one is from a fire fight, nasty bunch of fucking vorcha. They had flamethrowers on em'. Burned through our goddamn barriers! Well, through Vidor's that is." Zaeed explained showing the scar on his shoulder underneath. "You went again didnt you?" Hackett asked after the bartender slided him his drink. "The bounty was 70k, goddamn right I went back and killed the bastards."

"Got another scar, recent too." The merc said, almost braggingly. Lifting his shirt and slightly lowering his pants, was a scar. "What? You didn't tip the Asari?" Steven said jokingly, taking a drink of his whiskey. Zaeed couldn't help but laugh at the crude joke the other man made. "Another story. Besides the lapdance was bought for me. One of those bloody vorcha survived, aparantly on a secondary blood pack HQ. Came unarmed he did, but the son of a bitch and those claws got me."

"Massani, you getting sloppy?" The marine asked smirking. "No, I wasn't wearing my goddamn armor at Purgatory. He got one in the eye and in the head though." Zaeed explained and smiled slyly saying "wanna touch?" Hackett's hold on his drink was iron but his eyes widened seeing the scar's location. "Not here. Too many eyes." Steve answered but suddenly his arm was grabbed and his hand was on the scar. "Fuck whoever's watching." The raven haired man said bringing the hand in circles. The sensation of touch was felt by both men, arousing them. "Well you must have a scar fetish." Massani said smirking. "But looks like we got tents that need some handling." The brown haired main rolled his eyes grabbing the man's arm as they headed out of the club.

(Illustration by starfleetspectre.)

The Happiest Ending.

(Fan fiction for starfleetspectre. Pairing is Mshenko. With her OC Shepard, Rev.)

Kaidan sat in the hospital lobby with a now cold cup off coffee in his hands. He hadn't even had a drop of it. He's been sitting there for two days straight, not budging an inch now matter how hard anyone tried. All he could think of was the image of Rev crawling out from the underneath the rubble. To think, that he and the rest of the normandy crew had held a ceremony for a man who thought to have died with his name on the memorial along with Anderson's. But afterwards, a part of him just couldn't accept it. Soon they received word that Rev was alive.

"Major Alenko?" A voice asked, capturing his attention. She was one of the nurses who was involved in Shepard's recovery. She looked tired, just as he was. But she was smiling. "He's alive." The nurse said plainly. "Let me see him! Can I see him!?" Kaidan asked, his spirits only rising higher as the nurse nodded and led him to the room where Rev was occupied.

"How..bad was it? His condition?" The biotic asked, worried. The nurse explained calmly. "Eighty percent of his body suffered second degree burns. He had four broken ribs and left leg. He lost a heavy amount of blood. I'm telling you, after how many times the commander has been saved from death, I'm starting to believe in god." The two laughed and she left for the man to visit his lover.

He saw Rev wearing one of those awful looking hospital gowns. Part of his face was bandaged and he was wearing a cast. Slowly the hero tried to sit up and Kaidan quickly helped him, only to be embraced by two firm arms. "You kept your promise.... I swore to keep mine." The brown haired man said. Kaidan began to shake and suddenly tears started falling. If he lost the man he loved a second time, it would literally break his heart. Thankfully, that won't happen.

(Illustration by starfleetspectre.)

Quarrels.

(Fan fiction for starfleetspectre. Pairing is mshenko with her OC Shepard, Rev.)

It was childish. Stupid, really. In the long run, what they were arguing about was forgotten. Gone with the wind. They say you shouldn't go to bed angry. So much for that. The two men laid opposite ways that night. There was no cuddling, no embracing. No physical contact. Shepard wasn't able to get a wink of sleep, as for Kaidan he could hear the man's soft snoring.

"I need a smoke" Rev muttered to himself getting out of the bed and into the kitchen. Rev has a aggressive nature, as do all things. But he doesn't enjoy fighting with his boyfriend. Especially after the reoccurring nightmares that still haunt him. He's woken up screaming and Kaidan is always there to bring him back to solid ground. Holding him and shushing him softly. He barely got any sleep the night before, which only made it worse.

After taking another puff, Rev heard footsteps come up from behind him. He knew it was too early to be awake. "Hey." Kaidan said softly, putting his arms around the commander's waist. "Rev. I'm sorry." Kaidan said then continued, "You barely got any sleep the night before and then I make a huge fuss at you for not wanting to do anything. I was being an idiot." Rev felt Kaidan rest his head against his shoulder and killed the cigarette and threw it in the bin.

"I'm sorry too. I'm just really tired.." Shepard said rubbing his eyes. taking his hand, Kaidan led his boyfriend back to the bed. This time returning to their usual embracing slumber. "Tomorrow, I'll get out and do something productive." Rev said yawning. "I don't mind sleeping in. Whatever you want. I love you." Kaidan responded with a kiss hearing the other man say the same back to him.

(Illustration by starfleetspectre.)

Stupid Merc.

(Fanfiction for starfleetspectre. Pairing is Zaeed Massani and Steven Hackett )

Steven took the time to admire the beauty of the Citadel, this being his first time. Always being stationed within the Terminus System's human colonies and Alliance areas, that was what he was used to. The Presidium was where he spent most of his time on shore leave. Also Purgatory for the occasional stiff drink. He sat in peace just watching the pieces of clouds through the arms of the Citadel. The masterpiece left behind by the Protheans amazed him. He was lost in his own world that he didn't notice someone sitting next to himon the bench.

"Well, what do ya know? Steve trying to hold a conversation with clouds?"

Steve knew that voice all too well. "You don't even need to be shooting something for you to ruin a peaceful moment, Massani." The brown haired major commented, rolling his eyes. Zaeed smirked as he reached in his pocket to pull out a cigarette. "This is no smoking. Of course, not that I'd expect you to read it, much less be able to." The black haired man brought it to his lips and breathed it in his face, smirking.

"Stupid merc scum." Steven mumbled getting up to walk away. "C'mon 'Major' don't he such a pussy." Zaeed retorted. Steven scoffed walking away grumbling under his breath. The two men used to be friends, good friends at that. Then Zaeed suddenly decided to leave Earth and god knows why. The next time he would hear about him would be in a dossier stating the man co-founding the notorious mercenary organization, Blue Suns.

Hours after their encounter on the Presidium, the Alliance officer had managed to enjoy a relaxing time between himself and a good drink. He didn't care much for the music booming through the club, then again he only came here for the booze.

Suddenly, an arm slumped over his neck. Steven noticed the tattoos on the arm and groaned. "Massani, don't you have asses to kiss right now?" The man was spun around in his stool to look at the merc face to face. He was clearly drunk with a rather.. Alarming smile plastered on his face. "I'd rather be kissin' yours, Major." Zaeed reeked of Ryncol and looped his fingers around Hackett's dog tags. No one paid the two men mind, Purgatory was a hotspot for hot mess situations.

"Uh, what?" Steven asked confused. Somehow, the tattooed man had managed to snake an arm around the major's waist and pulled him away from the bar, and out of the club. "Massani, piss off! You're drunk you idiot!" Zaeed didn't listen to Steven's remarks as he pulled him into a back alley of the commons. Unfortunately he wasn't going to be getting away easily, given how the merc has an iron grip. Pushed into a storage room the drunk man closed the door behind him and locking it.

Hackett had enough. "Massani, open the fucking door now. Or else." Steven threatened in a tone of pure determination. "Or else what? I wanna know?" Zaeed slurred and pushed the major on the ground. Suddenly Steven realized where this was going. Zaeed pinned him to the ground grinning as he came in for a kiss. 'Stupid..Merc.' The brown haired man thought, giving into the kiss.

Hackett felt the kiss stop and an unusual silence fall into the room with the merc's head on Steven's chest. "I'm....sorry." Hackett wasn't sure where this was now going. "I...goddammit....I'm sorry for what I did. Not tellin' you about up and leaving to form the Suns.." Hackett was sure that this was a drunk Zaeed talking. But that didn't mean he wasn't going to shut him up. At least not now. "Why did you?" Steven asked, calmly this time. "Because I enlisted...for the marines when you did and didn't make it in.. Said I had 'rebellious habits' or whatever bullshit. I thought you'd laugh and agree... I didn't want that so..." Zaeed stopped to take a deep breath with Steve rubbing his back.

"Zaeed... I wouldn't have laughed at you.. Yes you do have a rebellious nature. You're an asshole... But you were still my best friend. That wouldn't have changed how I felt about you-" the major suddenly stopped from talking, Zaeed looked at him differently now. Not with the usual cocky, macho eyes but...actually softer and..loving?

"I guess I fucked that up then." The black haired man said sadly and was about to get up, but was stopped and bunkered down. "Who says?" Steven asked. Zaeed's mouth suddenly went dry at the thought of still having a chance. They're lips crashed and bit by bit their clothes peeled off of their bodies. The two naked men were lost in a craze of lust with the merc slowly starting giving head. Steven moaned feeling Zaeed stroke him in a steady motion while sucking on the head on his length, and gradually sucking the entire size. "Zaeed...!" Hackett's head arched back as he felt the other man's tounge lap his cock while deepthroating the major. He was close and Zaeed felt the pulsing in the other man's cock. Stopping he salivated two fingers and slowly began to loosen him, kissing the man again. Three fingers readily prepared him, "Just do it!" Hackett whispered loudly. Zaeed grinned and pulled out a condom from his jeans pocket. He was equipped. "You bastard.." Steven muttered with a sexy smile as the tattooed merc chucked and tore open the wrapper and put it on. Zaeed had practice being a top while on Omega, but he knew that Steven may not have gotten any up to now. "First time always hurts, right?" Zaeed slowly crouched down and set the man's legs on his shoulders. "I'll go as easy as I can. But ya got to relax or it will fucking hurt way worse." He said, slowly prepping his cock to the hole. Steve took a moment to think and nodded, relaxing as much as he could as Zaeed very slowly entered him. With each length brought excrutiating pain, given the man had nine inches on him it hurt like a bitch. All the way inside, Zaeed let out a shaky breath while the other man grit his teeth.

"Fffffffuuuck.. Just, go slow." Zaeed nodded and slowly withdrew and entered again, painful hissing coming from the man underneath him. Moments later, the pain dissapeared and in it's place was pure ecstasy. "Fuck! There!" Zaeed knew that was his cue and thrusted faster and harder bringing their faces closer together. "Z-Zaeed..." Zaeed heard the man call him by his first name and brought their lips in together again as the came closer to their climax. Steve suddenly broke off and the merc knew he was about to blow. Stroking him while thrusting, Zaeed heard Steven moan at a louder octive. With another kiss, Steven came shooting his load on Zaeed's abs. The man hit his climax and shot it on the man's chest. Zaeed collapsed on top of Hackett, burying his face in his neck and kissing him.

A week later, Steven received a message at his terminal. Seeing the green light flash his opened the inbox to see a letter from his lover.

Taking shore leave from Omega and common' to Earth. Come get me at the station so the goddamn Alliance won't try anything. Unless you want to see your lover behind bars? I'll be incognito, but still.. And I..I love you.

Steven smiled brightly and shook his head while saying to himself, "Stupid merc."

(Ilustration by starfleetspectre.)

Bath Time.

(Fan fiction for starfleetspectre. Pairing is Mshenko with her OC Shepard, Rev.)

"Kaidan, wanna grab lunch?" Rev hollered as the door opened to his house. The biotic was enjoying Liara's latest novel when he heard his boyfriend's voice and the sound of their varren, Shock Top, trailing behind him. Smiling, he closed the data pad after marking the section he would later pick back up on.

Kaidan got up from the chair in the living room and at his feet was a dirtied varren who was playing at his feet. Kaidan smiled, petting her tenderly. Who would have thought? The housedog he would one day have would not be a labradore. Not a a German Shepard. Instead, a Krogan hound-alien. "Guess I shouldn't be surprised to see you all dirty, huh girl?' He asked, chuckling. 'Speaking of Shepards..' Kaidan thought to himself, suddenly seeing the brown haired man was standing next to him, and what Kaidan saw caught him off guard.

The man was completely, utterly dirty. It looked like layers upon layers of mud and dirt had just clung to Rev's body. No, Kaidan was beyond suprised, shell shocked was more like it. "Rev? What the HELL?" Kaidan asked, clearly appalled. "Shock and I were just getting in touch with our Tuchanka roots." Kaidan knew of the whole "Honorary Krogan" thing, but he could never have imagine the man being this....this filthy. Hell, his armor looked pristine compared to him. "I don't want to know, just-wait don't sit there!" Kaidan suddenly shouted seeing the other man about to sit down on the sofa. "Don't sit anywhere! Get clean first!" If there was anything Shepard knew from experience that it was in the best interest of both men to do as the biotic instructed.

Practically pushing the commander into the bathroom with Shock Top behind them, Kaidan quickly went to turning the bathtub water flows on. Removing the last piece of clothing on him, Shepard stepped into the vessel of soapy water. "You know, if you just wanted me naked, it takes only-" A grinning Rev's face was suddenly dunked into the cleaning water coming back up gasping. The varren made a sound which they could have sworn sounded like laughter. Looking at Shock Top, Kaidan said firmly, "Think it's funny, huh? Well you're next little lady."

Shock skimpered out of the room with a whine. "Don't you think you're over reacting? Maybe just a little?" Kaidan scoffed as he began to scrub off the next layer of dirt. The entire bathing session took over an hour and a half, at the end Kaidan showed Rev the amounts of filth that were washed from his body that remained after letting the water out. "There was more where that came from." Kaidan reminded. Shepard thought the sight looked like an elkor had taken vast amounts of laxatives and purged himself out all in one go.

"That's... That's fucking nasty." Shepard stated. "That's something coming from someone who has had rachni guts, reaper fluids, and what else is on the list." The residue was finally expelled after cycles of bleaching and washing. "Sorry." Kaidan heard the man apologize and couldn't help but smile a little. After a small kiss, Kaidan announced jokingly, "All right Shock, you're next."

What I Need Most.

(Fan fiction for starfleetspectre. Pairing is Teen mshenko.)

Kaidan woke to the sound of knocking on his door. "Kaidan, dear?" His mother called from the hall. Staring at the time he groaned seeing it was only nine thirty and on a weekend. "Seriously, mom?" There was a small silence before either of the two Alenkos spoke. "Its John, today's that day."

These words made the teen biotic bounce out of bed and get ready, muttering under his breath and cursing. His best friend and boyfriend, John Shepard spends the day on this very day at the town cemetery. When they were younger, there was a huge fire and...well, John was the only survivor. He lives with his uncle Anderson. Well, he's not his real uncle but they're close as family. Kaidan brushed out the door lost in his thoughts while walking to where the other boy was.

It was a ten minute walk and he slowly made his way to the Shepards. Kaidan's heart broke when he saw John on his knees sobbing. The VI's of Elizabeth and Lawrence Shepard only made it feel worse. They were loving parents who didn't deserve to go like that. Kaidan swiftly wrapped his arms around the other boys shoulders and rocked him back and forth. Just as he did for the last ten years.

Kaidan didn't know nor did he care how long he and John were like that. On this day, Kaidan is there to wipe away the tears of a revisited eight year old. Catching his breath John stood up smiling to the raven-haired teen. "Thanks, babe." Kaidan brought him into another hug with a kiss. "C'mon. Mom's making her lasagna and you're eating with me." John smirked at the other boy sarcastically sighing with "If I must." The two walked home laughing with kaidan's hand in John's.

(Illustration by starfleetspectre.)

How It's Done.

(Fanfiction for starfleetspectre. Pairing is Mshenko. Starfleets' OC Shepard, Rev.)

The music boomed through the speakers of the Purgatory club. The best place in the galaxy, much less Citadel, to let go of the discord of the war for at least a brief blessed time. Bodies dancing and the asaris gracefully performing on the poles. There were the occasional soldiers of each kind, if there was alcohol then there may be a god after all, maybe.

Shepard and Kaidan made their way in the VIP of the club, both wearing their favorite hoodies. Rev apparently must have rubbed off on kaidan with the hoodie thing, considering he wears one more often now than he used to.

Suddenly, Shepard's omni tool began to flash and saw Kaidan shrug, "Can't be helped I guess, hero." Rev smirked hearing the word as he brought up his omni tool, seeing a message being displayed.

Shepard,

Aria has business on Omega and she won't be back on the Citadel for a while. She says the couch is yours.

-Bray

Rolling his eyes Rev led his boyfriend to the club's luxurious red couch, seeing as it was empty by all means. "I'll get the drinks, you make yourself comfy." Shepard said to Kaidan who was already on the comfy couch. 'Wow no wonder she always sits here, it IS comfy." The major thought to himself.

Coming back with two glasses of vodka, he joined the other man and expressed his comfort while throwing an arm around Kaidan with a kiss, handing him a drink. "I hope she's gone for a while, this is a fucking great couch." Rev commented as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Kaidan has begun to grow accustomed to his boyfriend's smoking.

After letting out a puff, the sight of a krogan came to view. Given the krogan's red armor, he was a blood pack member. However, somehow he seemed familiar to Rev. Walking up to the two he said, "If it isn't COMMANDER Shepard." He exhaled another cloud of smoke, not replying to the krogan. "Who the hell is that?" A confused Kaidan asked. The krogan grinned, "We met back on Omega, when everyone was hunting Archangel. Ring any bells?" Kaidan remembered hearing Garrus talk about his time on Omega as Archangel and suddenly heard Rev speak up.

"Garm? I thought I killed you." How Garm, anyone on that note could survive the great commander Shepard was beyond Kaidan. "We Krogan don't die easily, lucky for you I'm not here to fight. Aria would have my balls if I did."

"Like you have any to begin with." Shepard responded, getting a rise out of the blood pack member. "You want to go human!?" Garm yelled. Growling, Rev got up and put out his cigarette. Before any words were said, Rev headbutted Garm and painfully by the looks of it. Remembering his orders, he grit his teeth and walked away swearing. "Headbutting a krogan? Wrex wasn't enough?" Rev smiled as he sat back down. "As the honorary krogan, I have to show them how it's done."

(Illustration by starfleetspectre.)

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(Fanfiction is Mshenko.)

Kaidan's eyes became the size of dinnerplates at what he saw in his hands. A data pad of Shepard's listed with hash tags on, of all things, Kaidan. The length was somewhere between impressive and just creepy. Considering how the Commander has so many options to do while Kaidan has his spectre work, he does this:

#KaidanAlenko:
#Favoriteltonthenormandy
#Favoritemjronthenormandy
#Favoritespectreinthegalaxy
#Howdoeshekeephishairlikethat
#Weneedmorerealitychecks
#Wereallyneedmorerealitychecks
#Amazingass
#Thatass
#Bioticbooty
#Bestheadachepainkillers
#Thatpuppydoglookhemakes
#Couldhetwerk
#Ibethecouldtwerk
#Iwanthimtotwerk
#Myfavoritebfonthecitadel
#Knowshissteak
#Canadianpride
#Nagnagnagnag (Kaidan doesn't approve of this one)
#Kaidanwithamoustache
#Kaidaninasuit
#Kaidanstudentlocation
#Kaidanhatesblastomarathon
#Kaidaninspeedopics (He and Shepard were going to have a talk)
#Kaidanbabypics (He and his mom were going to have a talk)
#Howtocookfood
#Howtonotburnfood (Kaidan holds back from laughing)
#Whydobioticseyesturnblue

Kaidan scanned on through the list, a different emotion by the minute.

Drunk In Love 2.0.

(Fan fiction for starfleetspectre. Pairing is Cortega.)

The celebration was...colossal.

Given the fact that Earth was now a home for all organic and synthetic species, at least until the Mass Relays were repaired to the point where space travel was shortened by the least bit.

Of course, it wouldn't have been possible from the beginning without Shepard. Who, last week was seen crawling with blood and broken bones from the hell that was. Safe to say, a certain major was sobbing and helping him to the shuttle to the nearest medic team.

Vega saw the browned haired man bandaged top to bottom getting plastered with Kaidan. Looking around, James saw just how incredible the sensation was aside from battle when every species comes together, even if it is just to celebrate. There was Garrus helping Tali with her "induction port" and a bottle of turian brandy. Grunt and Wrex were at it again, which since a.) We beat the reapers and b.) It's not in Shepard's apartment it really didn't fucking matter. James enjoyed just people watching with a beer in his hand.

"I think the most absent group of people here are the geth, and they can't even consume alcohol." James turned his head to see Steve standing next to him with a smile. Steve remarkably was able to come out of the war with only a temporary, yet nasty burn on his leg. There had to be a god if that was all he endured from being shot down from the harvester and his shuttle set ablaze. "Hoows the leg, stud?" James asked, clearly buzzed. Only a little in James' defense.

"Doing good, it should be healed by next week. Stud."

James knew the flight lieutenant had a thing for him. With a body like this, who wouldn't. But it was obvious Steve didn't see him only for the marine bodybuilder appearance, which to the other man was a first. Yes, when sober the bigger man would say that he has a soft spot for Steve. When drunk, however, he says he fucking loves him to death.

"Cuidado, Esteban. Estoy tratando de no arrancarte la ropa y te llevan aquí y ahora."

Steve's mind went blank. He knew enough Spanish to go by and hearing this from a rather drunk man whom he thinks about constantly would only lead either to a regretful one night stand or James committing in his bed. Neither were what he wanted. In his mind he immediately heard the translation, " Careful, Esteban. Im trying hard not to rip your clothes off and take you here and now."

Before he could open his mouth to speak, James lifted his shirt up and revealed his heavily sculpted eight pack. "C'mon Esteban.. Dont be shy." James said flirtingly, The shorter man rolled his eyes and smiled, "No more beer for you." A strong hand took Steve's and pulled up to his build, feeling the solid muscles on the lieutenant.

"Ni cerveza, sólo tu." (No beer, just you.) James whispered in his ear before snaking a large arm around his waist and carefully picking up Steve into his arms, who was laughing. "Let's go. Too crowded." Steve heard this and was assured that he was in for a one night stand unfavored by the other man when sober. Or at least he thought.

No one seemed to know where the two lieutenants were the next day. It took time before Glyph informed them that the two were "Coinciding in each other and sharing their passionate emotional status." Which was then suggested to be given privacy to the two new lovers.

(Illustration by starfleetspectre.)

TLC.

(Fanfic for starfleetspectre. Pairing is Mshenko. Her Shepard is Rev.)

Kaidan briskly stepped into the Med Bay, where he saw Shepard on one of those really uncomfortable looking stretchers. Dr. Chakawas scanned up and down Rev's body for what was probably the twelfth time now.

"How's he holding up, doc?" Kaidan asked. The silver haired woman was looking into her screen on the monitor, running through what looked like results from her scanning. "He's fine, actually. Very surprising, how he survived a physical blow from a Cerberus atlas, of all things. Admiral Hackett has issued him to take the time to recover. It was rather..."

"Yeah, I was there." Rev sat up slowly. "Rev, whoa." Kaidan managed to catch the commander from falling onto the med bay floor, Rev groaning painfully. It felt like that turian bomb was going off in his head. "Commander, Hackett has ordered you to take time to recover. I have a prescribed medication that will further-" Shepard began to shake his head while trying to voice his dissaproval. "Doctor's orders, Shepard." The major commented, getting a 'fine' from the other man.

It took them about twenty minutes to get to the elevator, then to the cabin. The bed came into full view when the doors opened. Carefully, the two men made it to what was actually a comfortable mattress. "I don't wanna." Kaidan couldn't help but smile hearing his commander complain like a four year old.

After taking his medication, Shepard found himself cradled by Kaidan. "What exactly...happened when the...Atlas.um..." Rev's speech was beginning to slur from the effects of the pills. "I blew it up of course. Then I took out the engineer inside it and used a shockwace on him, his head flying off into pieces. Then I saw you and immediately picked you up and yelled for Cortez to pick us up." Shepard vividly remembered Mars. That must have been the same feeling Kaidan was feeling. "Then I took the commander to the med bay and you know the rest."

"I like.. Happy endings.." Shepard muttered before falling asleep. Kaidan planted a kiss onto  Rev's forehead, knowing there was going to be a big happy ending to the end of the war. Soon his eyes began to grow heavy and nestled into Rev and fell asleep.

(Illustration by Starfleetspectre.)

Songfic Challenge: Haunted.

Kaidan shifted as his arm reached over instinctively to the other man. Feeling a gap where Rev sleeps, Kaidan slowly opened his eyes. "Sorry. I wake you up?" Rev was sitting at the edge of the bed, his head in his hands. 'He must have had that dream again.' Kaidan thought to himself.

Kaidan pulls back his commander to the pillows by one arm, whispering in his ear. Rev told Paid an about his dream. About the dark woods, the whispering shadows, and that boy from earth... That boy he couldn't save. He still remembers watching the shuttle being obliterated by the Reaper destroyer.

Kaidan doesn't stop, not for Shepard's sake nor his. "You weren't able to do anything" "You did the best you could" He's been told these same replies by a million people a million times over in many ways. Kaidan knows that. The least he can do is make sure Rev closes his eyes before his own do.

It's what you do, its what you see
I know if I'm haunting you
You must be haunting me
It's where we go
It's where we'll be
I know if I'm on to you, im on to you
On to you, you must be on to me.

Lyrics of "Haunted" by Beyonce.

Songic Challenge: Pretty Hurts.

Shepard jolted upright in his bed. His body running with cold sweat and his breath shaking.
He briskly made his way to the batbathroom, running a hand through his auburn hair. The pits of his stomach growled like a varren ready to fight in a varren match on Tuchanka. His knees weak, he bent over and vomitted into the toilet, his face twisting as he was left with the taste in his mouth.

He carefully got back up and reached for the sink, gripping the nozzles. Cold water splashed across his face as he tried to wash the residue off. Looking at his reflection almost made him want to puke again. His eyes were bloodshot and bags were developing under them. The faint scars from his facial construction were beginning to show again, for the third time now.

It was then that Kaidan walked in and with one look was appalled with what he saw. The commander practically looked like a reaper husk. The stress. "Fuck... Rev.." Kaidan said broken. How exactly hasn't he noticed Rev like this? I mean how?

"I'm fine.." Shepard stated, suddenly leaning over the toilet to throw up again. "EDI, can you give me his temperature!?" Kaidan called out to the ship's AI. "The commander is running a fever at exactly 102.3. It is accumulated due to insomnia, excessive-"

"I'm fine."

Kaidan began rubbing circles on the man's back as Rev finished. The two took a shower, well Kaidan made Rev take one with him. Cleaning him from head to toe. Finishing Shepard felt the cold sensation of an ice pack on his head. Kaidan crouched next to him saying reassuring words, ones that helped the commander more than he could explain.

Pretty hurts, we shoot the light on whatever's worst
Perfection is a disease of a nation
Pretty hurts, we shoot the light on whatever's worst
You're trying to fix something, but you can't fix what you can't see
Its the soul that needs surgery
Ain't got no doctor or pill to take the pain away
The pain's inside and nobody frees you from your body
Its the soul that needs surgery 
Plastic smiles and denial only take you so far
Then you break when the fake facade leaves you in the dark
You're left with shattered mirrors and the shards of a beautiful past

Songfic Challenge: XO.

Shepard sat relaxed on the bench in the Presidium, enjoying the atmosphere. Amazed how perfect the weather is all the time, until he felt someone walk up to him. "Lost in thought again?"

Kaidan sat down next to the commander with a kiss to the cheek and throwing an arm around his shoulder. "Just..have a lot on my mind." Kaidan nodded, of course Shepard had a lot in his mind. He was basically the one thing that people had their hopes on riding in this war.

"Sorry. Want to go do something?" Rev asked, seeing now that the other man was sitting next to him silently. "We don't have to. It's nice to see you think every now and then." Rev playfully punched Kaidan in the arm with a "hey!" And laughed.

"I have you to thank for anchoring me down in all this. Sanity checks and whatnot." Rev smiled and Kaidan ran a hand through Shepard's hair. "Comes with the job of loving you." Rev brought in the major for a kiss saying "I love you too."

Your love's as bright as ever, even in the shadows
Baby kiss me, before they turn the lights out
Your heart is glowing, and I'm crashing into you
Baby kiss me, before they turn the lights out
Before they turn the lights out
Baby love me lights out
In the darkest night hour
I search through the crowd
Your face is all that I see, give me everything
Baby love me lights out
Baby love me lights out
XO, you can turn my lights out

Lyrics of "XO" by Beyonce.

Songfic Challenge: Superpower.

All it took was a touch.

Not just any touch, Kaidan's touch. Hands known for firing pistols and throwing enemies at walls with biotics, actually smooth under his gloves. Right now, that was a prime example. The two men were finally enjoying their jacuzzi in the apartment, which they needed.

"Shepard, you're practically one singular knot." Kaidan commented feeling the commander's back. "I guess its something I developed after the war." Sliding onto the edge of the hot tub, he pulled in Rev against him. "What are you-oooooo.." Rev lost the ability to form sentences as his mind went blank to the sensations of the major's hands massaging Rev's sore back and shoulders. Moaning he felt as if he was putty in his boyfriend's hand.

Fifteen minutes, Shepard felt a spark of biotics on his shoulders emitting from Kaidan. "Kaidan?" The other man only replied with "shh." and began to rub differently. Small pulses trailed down Rev's body warm and smooth, as he felt the other man's lips kiss his neck. Rev moaned feeling the blue waves arousing him and his cock beginning to throb with pre.

"Haa. Ghhhh.."

The pulses vibrated against Shepard's length steadily, his climax tipping closer and closer. No hands, this was new. "Ha.. Kaidan!" Rev suddenly arched his head back and came, shooting from out of the water. The men kissed slowly and tenderly as the biotic energies subsided.

Shepard grinned, very much satisfied with his "massage."

When the palms of my two hands touch each other
That feels different, from when your hands are in mine
That's just the way it is
And when my voice is screaming out, to my own ears
That feels different, from when I hear yours
Now that's just the way it is
And when I'm standing in this mirror, after all these years
What I'm viewing is a little different
From what your eyes show ya
I guess I didn't see myself before ya
Moving forward
Superpower, a subtle power
Superpower, a tough love
Superpower, like a shark
Superpower, like a bear
A tough love

Lyrics of "Superpower" by Beyonce ft. Frank Ocean.

Songfic Challenge: Jealous.

It was a huge step in their relationship. PDA was something the two spectres had to keep on low key, Alliance regulations and all that bullshit. Now that they both were council spectres, they didn't see anything wrong with holding hands on the Citadel. More dinner dates at Apollo's, dinner dates at finer resturaunts. Making Rev wear his fancy Alliance officer ceremony suit, which the commander hated.


The Presidium was peaceful enough to stay at on shore leave. Purgatory too. But the Silversun Strip, not as much. They'd have to go through a crowd of supporters and admirers in order to get anywhere. Speaking of which, they were giving the casino another try, this time no incognito. Rev remembers Kaidan seeing him in his chocolate tie suit for the first time and the same to the other man. He also remembers what happened when they got back to the apartment.

The first thing they noticed was a familiar woman pacing towards the two women, immediately Rev wanted to walk the other way. It was only until Kaidan saw who it was did he understand. "Commander Shepard! Earth has questions that they need answered!"

Khalisah Al-Jilani. Did this woman have plans to try and cockblock the couple? The two inwardly groaned, Kaidan saw how the other man looked on the holo-vid. "Commander. Major Alenko." The reporter began as the camera flashed on beside her.

"You have announced that you and Major Alenko are in a commited relationship. How exactly have you not been charged for breaking Alliance regulations?" The lady began. "We're both Alliance marines, but we're also Council Spectres. So as far as the Alliance is concerned, there's no issue." Kaidan boldly said, seeing the smirk on the reporter slightly falter. "Commander, rumor also spreads that you have had affairs with many other members of your crew. Is it true that you've been in a relationship with Dr. Liara T'soni? Also other females such as quarian engineer Tali'Zora, and former Cerberus Operative Miranda Lawson? What do-"

"What the fuck? First of all, Kaidan and I have been in a relationship for a long time now. As for these 'rumors', Liara is a friend and a valuable ally. Just as Tali and Miranda. Also, why are you asking this? Get back to focusing on the war." With that the two men walked away as Khalisa did the same but steaming.

Outside, Kaidan raised an eyebrow and asked. "So, you've never thought on the idea when..you know I wasn't on the Normandy during your battle against the Collectors?" Rev sighed and rolled his eyes muttering, 'not you too.' "Are you jealous?" He asked back.

"No, why would I be?" Rev smiled with a kiss to the cheek. "There's your answer."

I'm in my penthouse half naked
I cooked this meal for you naked
So where the hell you at?
Just one shot left of this drink in this glass
Don't make me break it
I wish that you were me
So you could feel this feeling
I never broke one promise
And I know when you're not honest
Now you got me yelling
That's because I'm jealous.

Sonfic Challenge: ***Flawless.

Commander Shepard.

Just those two words were platinum quality. First Human Spectre, The one who defeated Saren and Sovereign. Destroyer of the Collectors. Now, the first to ever unite an entire galaxy during the most dire time of need. Hero of every organic life form in the galaxy.

Kaidan would always feel it, no doubt everyone else did. That feeling of change. Aboard the Normandy or on the Citadel, he's Rev. Vulnerable but eased. Taking every moment on shore leave and making the moments golden. A cigarette in one hand with a scowling major Alenko beside him. "After the war, I promise I'll go cold turkey." Kaidan made him promise to keep that promise.

On the battlefield, however, he was different. Bullets firing back and forth with the constant explosions. Every shot fired precise and every Cerberus, Reaper, Geth in his way would fall. He was the god on the battlegrounds. This was his turf, regardless what planet it was. There maybe times where his ass needs saving from enemy fire. Other than that, it's Rev's game.

He in many ways was flawless.

....except for constantly smoking, terrible dancing, childish temper, drinking contests, and Hanar delegates. Especially the Hanar.

I know when you were little girls, you dreamt of being in my world
Don't forget it, don't forget it
Respect that, bow down bitches
I took some time to live my life, but don't think I'm just his little wife
Don't get it twisted, don't get it twisted
This my shit, bow down bitches

Lyrics of "***Flawless" by Beyonce.

Songfic Challenge: Mine.

Shepard had been holed up in his quarters for what seemed like ages. Every fifteen minutes another data pad in his hands. Numbers of casualties being scanned and updated by the moment. He picked up another one and a small sigh of relief came when he read the reports:

Mercenary engineering units dispatched to Crucible construction site. Blue Sun and Blood Pack giving support to Reaper infested systems. Remaining on Omega for final assault. Talon forces dispatched to Palaven and Sur'kesh. Casualties decreased by .44 percent.

His hand reached to grab another tablet when suddenly the doors to his cabin opened and walking in was Kaidan. Kaidan knew the commander was doing everything he could do and way more. Far more than what would be expected from any military commander. "Kaidan, sorry babe now's... Not a good time." Rev rubbed his eyes picking up the tablet but was stopped when it was taken by the other man's hand.

"With this war, there's never a good time. But you need to take a break, just like everyone else." Kaidan responded, slowly putting the datapad aside. "Right. One of those 'reality checks'."

The major's lips grew to a small smile. "But does Thessia? Does Earth? Hell, what about them? Thessia I've already let down. I don't see-"

"Shut up."

Rev was a little taken back as the major cut him off and pulled him closer to him. "We all know damn well Cerberus is to blame. Especially Kai Leng." Kaidan reassured for what was the tenth time. Rev's head fell on Kaidan's shoulder. He was tired. SO tired. "You find out about your dad?"

Kaidan blinked a few times when hearing this. With all with what's going on, Rev still keeps the major's father in mind. "Not yet. They're doing all they can while searching for him." Kaidan took Shepard's hand, squeezing it. "If it were you, I'd drop everything I was doing and find you. No matter what. I would find you." Rev smiled and yawned, his eyes growing heavy. He was SO tired.

On my mind, I pass my bedtime no rest at the kingdom
Alone in my place, my heart is away
All that I can think of is
We should get married, we should get married
Let's stop holding back on this and let's get carried away
Stop making a big deal out of the little things
Cause I got big deals and I got little things
Got everything I'm asking for but you
Stop making a big deal out of the little things
Let's get carried away
Come right now, you know where I stay
I just wanna say you're mine, you're mine
I just wanna say you're mine, you're mine
Fuck what you heard
You're mine, youre mine
All I'm really asking for is you
You're mine, you're mine
I just wanna say you're mine, your mine
Fuck what you heard 
You're mine, you're mine
As long as you know who you belong to.

Lyrics of "Mine" by Beyonce ft. Drake.