mshenko trucker AU

This one’s for you, joasakura! I really don’t know how to drabble.

“What
the hell?” Kaidan muttered, flashing the high beams on his big rig as he
chugged past a dim sign on the side of the pitch black, two lane highway.
“Where have I ended up?” He’d sort of lost track of time and mileage
about an hour ago watching the scenery outside the truck’s windshield to pass
the time, but it had been a steady nothing of flat land and pine trees.

The
sign said OMEGA and advertised, food, hotels, and a truck stop. Civilization.
Kaidan needed to stop for the night, anyway. He was almost up on scheduled
hours for the day and he didn’t fancy the fine he’d get from headquarters if he
hauled a shit ton of… what was driving this time? Cat litter? Whatever it
was, he wasn’t going to pay the fine for driving it over hours.

 The
exit came into sight five miles later and Kaidan pulled off onto the ramp with
a yawn. “I’m in bumblefuck nowhere,” he muttered to himself. But then
he spotted the brightly lit truck stop. It was large and had a diner attached.
Perfect. He parked and slid from the cab, stretching and making his way wearily
to the 24 hour diner.

 A
surprisingly amazing burger and fries later, Kaidan got a soda to go and made
his way back to his truck. His bunk would do for the night, even though there
was a motel next door. The truck stop had showers, so he could bathe and change
in the morning. He’d hardly gotten dirty sitting on his ass driving all day.

***

He
didn’t know how long he’d been asleep, but it definitely wasn’t enough when he
was woken by a banging on the cab door. He rubbed his bleary eyes. What the fuck?

 The
knocking came again. Oh, man. He knew what this was. A lot lizard. Really? In
East Jesus Illinois? With a frustrated groan, he sat up and pushed the thin comforter
down to the foot of his bunk. You’re barking
up the wrong tree, lady, he thought as he pushed the cab door open. He
froze. A man?

“Hey,”
he guy said in a low, melodious tone. His blue eyes sparkled with mirth and he
looked fantastic in a tight black t-shirt and jeans that almost appeared to
have been painted on. “Want some company?”

Kaidan
had never been approached by a man before in a place like this. It couldn’t be
a good way to make money. He realized he’d been staring openly, and dumbly,
when the guy’s eyebrow arched and he said, “uh, habla Inglés?”

Kaidan
cleared his throat. “Oh, yeah. Yes. English. I’m Canadian, so…”
like that explained everything. “What are you doing?”

The
man grinned and laughed like he’d hit the jackpot moron. Which he might have
done. “What does it look like?”

“Are
you a…?” he didn’t want to be rude, but…

“A
lot lizard? Yes. Obviously. Why else would I be knocking on your door at two in
the morning? I scoped you at the diner earlier. You want it or not?”

That
was the million dollar question, wasn’t it? “How much?” he heard
himself asking. What the hell?!

The
man’s grin widened. “fifty for hand, a hundred for oral. I don’t do
anything else. Need to be able to walk out of here.”

“That
much?” Seriously, Kaidan? Stop while you’re ahead.

Unperturbed,
the man shrugged. “Not much in the way of man on man action out here. I’m
a rarity. Clean, too. Wanna see my card?”

“Your-?”
A medical card was pressed into his hands and he couldn’t help but glance at
it. John Shepard. 33 years old. No STDs as of two days ago. Really?
“Uh.” He glanced down and felt his dick twitch slightly. Well. It had been awhile. And this guy was hot.
Really, really hot. “Fifty,” he said before he could change his mind.

Shepard
swung up into the cab and crowded Kaidan against the other door and then
slammed the one he’d opened. His eyes were half-lidded. “You got it,”
he said in a voice that oozed sex. “I’ll take good care of you. Payment up
front.”

Kaidan
scrambled for his wallet and handed the crumbled bills over. Shepard took them
with a murmured thanks and slid them into his back pocket. “No kissing on
the mouth,” he said softly as he unbuttoned Kaidan’s fly.

His
hands. Oh, fuck, god, shit, anyone listening, his hands. It didn’t matter if he’d done this hundreds of times to
other men. Kaidan felt fit to bursting as Shepard dove into his boxers and
palmed Kaidan’s dick gently, testing the weight and response before pumping him
with sure strokes. Kaidan cursed and arched into the contact. Vaguely he
thought it was worth every fucking penny.

Shit,
he was so close so fast. Before he knew what he was doing, he undid Shepard’s
pants and thrust forward so that their dicks were resting close together.
Shepard made a small whine, but didn’t pull away. Rather, he bucked up into
Kaidan’s hand and threw his head back.

Kaidan
opened his eyes just in time to see Shepard’s jaw clench tightly. Then he came,
splashing them both with come. The slickness pulled Kaidan along presently. He
shouted and cursed and his whole body trembled.

***

He
wasn’t sure how much time had passed when he opened his eyes, but Shepard was
still there, pants done up and both of them cleaned off. His smile was slightly
sad.

“I
don’t give discounts just because you got me off, too,” he said.

“Wouldn’t
dream of it,” Kaidan said, slightly breathless still. “Thank you.
That was…”

Shepard
grimaced. “Weird,” he finished. “I’ve never actually… I mean,
I was talking a big game before… but I’m actually just… looking to get
away. Thought this was the quickest way. Make some fast cash and get out of
this dump, but I can’t stand to touch just anyone. You were hot, though, so I
thought if I could maybe get it done once, it wouldn’t be so strange later.
With other people.”

Kaidan
ran his hands through his messed up hair. “Why? I mean, why are you trying
to get out of here?”

Shepard
smiled wryly. “Look at this place. There’s nothing here. I got laid off.
Cutbacks. There’s nothing else out here. I need to go, but I’ve literally got
nothing but the fifty bucks you just gave me. Which I appreciate. And I’m
really sorry.”

Kaidan
worried his bottom lip between his teeth. He felt like he’d been drinking even
though he hadn’t had alcohol in months. “You could have just said
so,” he said after a moment.

“Excuse
me?”

“I
mean… There’s a big open road out there that gets pretty damn lonely. If you
wanted a ride…”

“You
would have?”

“Still
would,” Kaidan said quickly, before his brain had the chance to catch up
with his mouth. “You don’t even have to… um… earn your keep, as it
were. This load is going to New Orleans. How does that sound?”

Shepard’s
devastating grin grew. “Guess I’ll find out.”