stolen nectar, misadventure (breathless from this death wish) (фемслэш)

You all stare up at the machine’s opening at the back, and Shepard breaks the silence as she starts climbing it.
“Now this is gonna be fun.”
It’s another question to ask Shepard later, or maybe Jeff, because your body’s never registered facsimiles of adrenaline in response to a human’s voice before.