AN: This story is a sequel to 'For Now And Always', and it takes place between the end of ME1 and Shepard's "death" on Alchera. There are three parts, all sex scenes, and they are meant to show Shepard and Liara's deepening sexual and emotional relationship during that time. Part One is about the first time Shepard and Liara use a strap-on. Part Two is about Liara taking the lead without toys. Part Three is the first time Shepard and Liara incorporate humiliation play into their sex life. I want to show how a kinky, D/s relationship can begin to evolve from a vanilla one. Also, it's a good set-up for the sex scenes in my retelling of ME2 (coming in January) and ME3. Enjoy!
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Now And Then
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"It is very…" Liara paused, searching for a suitable adjective as she stared down at the flesh-colored shaft between Shepard's legs. A lump had already begun to form in her throat, and she swallowed it down, hoping her nervousness did not show on her face. "Large," she finally decided.
Yes, she supposed that was one way to describe their most recent purchase, even if the word sounded stilted and awkward falling from her lips. She had been the one to pick it out, and after seeing the fantasy displayed so prominently during her melds with Shepard, it had not been difficult to select something suitable. In its packaging, the toy had seemed anything but intimidating, perhaps because the default color was a gunmetal grey instead of pink, brown, or even blue. But now, jutting out from between Shepard's legs as she reclined on the bed, the visual had more power behind it, and the length and girth seemed almost intimidating.
"I can adjust the settings," Shepard said, and the softness of her voice eased a little of the tightness pulling at Liara's chest. "Or we could put it away, and I can spend the evening with my head buried between your thighs."
A soft smile pulled at Liara's lips. Although she appreciated the offer, she had absorbed some of Shepard's fantasy through their frequent melds. She had felt her lover's desire every time Shepard imagined thrusting inside of her, burying herself as deep as possible, groaning and throwing her head back as tight, wet heat bore down around…
Liara blinked, and noticed that her breaths were coming faster and faster. This might have started out as something Shepard wanted, but somewhere along the way, it had become her fantasy as well. Besides, she could not deny the fact that she was curious. Carefully, she reached out to run her fingers along the thick, flesh-colored length, tracing the veined underside and enjoying the way Shepard's stomach muscles clenched. "Well," she murmured, resisting the temptation to wrap her fist around the cock just yet, "you have already put it in. It would be a shame to waste the opportunity."
Shepard bit her lower lip, stifling a low groan, but Liara heard the small noise slip out. She continued tracing her fingertips up and down the length of the shaft, surprised at how warm it was to the touch. It felt exactly like Shepard's skin, so similar that she could hardly tell the difference. And even though she knew it was fake, she thought that she felt the steady throb of blood underneath the firm flesh.
"If you keep doing that, I'm not sure we'll be able to stop," Shepard said, her voice cracking slightly when Liara finally palmed the shaft of the cock, drawing up slowly towards the tip. This time, the throb in her hand was unmistakable.
Liara let out a slow breath, gazing down at her own hand as it began stroking. "I have no idea what I am doing," she confessed, watching with fascination as a clear, shimmering fluid began to spread over the open slit that split the thick head. Her mouth suddenly felt too wet, and she could not help wondering whether Shepard would taste the same through the toy. "But I definitely do not want to stop."
"Fuck," Shepard swore, and Liara could see the prominent muscles in her abdomen tighten as she fought against her instincts to thrust. "Liara…"
Hearing her name only brought another wave of desire and encouragement, and Liara pulled her hand back down, watching as the thick shaft of the cock emerged from the top of her fist. It was still large enough to make her a little nervous, but now that she was touching it, associating it with Shepard, some of her worries were beginning to fade out, replaced by a curious, fluttering sensation in her stomach. A few weeks ago, she would not have recognized it, but now, she identified the feeling instantly. Desire. She desired Shepard, any way she could have her, even like this. Especially like this. In some ways, looking down at the cock between Shepard's legs felt very right in a way she could not articulate.
"Just tell me what to do, Shepard," she said, drawing her hand up until only the tip was showing. Another small slip of wetness spilled from the head, dripping onto the sides of her fingers. Unable to resist, Liara pulled them away, bringing them up to her lips for a taste. She let out a soft sigh of pleasure when the familiar flavor spread over her tongue. Yes, this was definitely all Shepard, even though it was coming from a slightly different source.
Shepard let out a low growl. "Don't tease me," she panted, reaching out with her hands and urging Liara to straddle her. Although she vastly preferred having Shepard on top of her, Liara had grown fond of this position as well, and she allowed Shepard to position her just above the cock. For a moment, she considered grinding down against the underside of the shaft, but she knew she was not quite ready for such intimate contact yet.
She was a little relieved when Shepard's fingers moved between her legs instead, finding the hard ridge of her clit instantly and pushing back the hood with a sure thumb. "And you're already wet, too," she said, her words growing even more uneven than they had been before. Liara only whimpered in response, pushing her hips forward and inviting Shepard to explore all she wanted. She had grown to love the feeling of Shepard's fingers inside of her over the past several weeks, although she still was not sure how they were able to do such wicked things to her body.
"Of course I am," she murmured, leaning down and bracing some of her weight on her elbows. Her lips hovered an inch away from Shepard's, and she could not help but take them, letting their mouths slide together in a slow, sensuous kiss. Finally, she pulled apart and added, "For you."
A smile broke across Shepard's face, and for a moment, Liara's breath was stolen away. She was beautiful and handsome all at once, and it was one of the most wonderful sights Liara had ever witnessed. "God, I love you," Shepard groaned as she let her fingers slide forward. Liara let out a small whimper as they teased her entrance, only pausing for a moment before they pushed inside. Shepard always knew exactly how to touch her, the best way to fill her, and as the fingers inside of her curled forward, finding the sensitive place against her front wall that always made her see stars, Liara was certain that she would be just as skilled when she was using the cock.
"I want you inside of me," Liara found herself blurting out, not caring how it sounded. Even though their sexual relationship had only just started, Shepard had devoted a lot of time to stripping away her inhibitions, and Liara was not afraid to ask for what she wanted.
"I am inside of you," Shepard pointed out, giving her fingers another thrust to prove her point. "And you feel wonderful."
Liara could feel a purple blush beginning to crawl across her cheeks, but she did not want to stop now, when she was already riding the edge of desire, so close to getting what she wanted. This was definitely her desire now, and not just an echo of Shepard's. She wanted to feel Shepard push inside of her, stretch her open, fill her until every other sensation paled in comparison. And not just with her fingers. "I want your cock," she said, tripping over the last word a little. But she had gotten the request out, and she breathed a soft sigh of relief, almost proud of herself for saying it despite her lingering embarrassment. The last of her fears had long since been replaced by eagerness and anticipation.
Her words had a powerful effect on Shepard, who thrust her fingers even deeper before pulling out completely and folding her hands around Liara's hips. Slowly, Liara felt herself being drawn down over Shepard's hips. This time, she did not just hover close to the shaft. She slid her own fingers down her body, using them to spread the lips of her azure so that she could press herself against the warm length of the cock, painting it with her wetness. She knew Shepard felt it, because she could see the strain in her face, the tightness in her broad shoulders and muscular arms, could feel it in the way the fingers clutching her hips stiffened and turned to steel.
"Liara," Shepard breathed, balancing on the edge of her control, "I can feel…"
"Everything," Liara whispered back, reading her lover's mind even without the meld. "You can feel how warm I am. How wet…" She began rocking her hips forward in a steady grind, much like the one she had learned to enjoy against the firm muscle of Shepard's thigh. But this time, as the tip of the cock slipped through her folds and nudged the sensitive point of her clit, Liara knew that she would finally get the fullness she craved along with the pressure. After a few more passes, she reached between their bodies, touching the firm shaft and wrapping her fingers around it as she adjusted the angle. Slowly, she dragged the slick, glistening tip of the cock back and forth, back and forth, letting out soft noises of bliss whenever it touched a particularly sensitive spot. Finally, she positioned the thick head at her entrance, letting it rest there for a moment as she gazed down at Shepard. "How tight..." she added in a low purr, enjoying the way Shepard's green eyes darkened in response. Then, she began to push down with her hips.
Nothing happened.
She tried again, pushing out with her inner muscles, leaning forward to try and make the entry easier. This time, she felt a burning sort of stretch, but it was uncomfortable instead of pleasurable. She winced and pulled back a little, a frown pulling at her face.
"Too tight," Shepard laughed, stroking the side of Liara's face.
Liara ignored the soothing touch and tried again, rocking her hips and letting out a small yelp as the head slipped and prodded at the wrong place. "Goddess," she blurted out, torn between surprise and frustration. She hurriedly reached between their bodies to try and line Shepard's cock back up with her entrance. "This is more difficult than it looks," she sighed, trying to push down again.
Shepard's grip on Liara's hips tightened after a moment, preventing her from trying again. "Hold on a second," she said, holding Liara steady above her. "Let's try with me on top. And be patient with yourself. You've never done this before."
"It looks easy in the vids," Liara insisted, her blush growing deeper when she realized what she had said.
Shepard's eyebrows lifted in curiosity. "Vids?" she asked, letting out a soft snort of amusement. "Were you studying for this test, Dr. T'Soni?"
"Possibly," Liara admitted, swinging her leg back over Shepard's hip and collapsing onto the bed in a frustrated heap. She had wanted this experience to be perfect, to match all of the fantasies that Shepard had shared with her, but apparently, her old awkwardness had decided to resurface at the worst possible time.
Shepard leaned over and pressed a kiss to her forehead, trying to smooth out the annoyed wrinkle that had taken up residence there. "Just relax, Liara. We just need to go a little slower. Here, lie back and spread your legs."
Liara obeyed, reclining against the pillows and parting her thighs so that Shepard could kneel between them. For a moment, she hoped that her lover would settle on top of her, since she always found Shepard's weight comforting. But instead, Shepard's fingers wandered between her legs again, slipping back inside of her with a familiar, comfortable stretch. When the pad of Shepard's thumb began painting over her clit in circles, Liara felt her pelvis begin to rock of its own accord.
"Better, right?" Shepard said, taking up a hard, fast rhythm that Liara had grown to love since the first time she had experienced it.
"Y-yes," Liara stammered, letting her head toss against the nearest pillow as she lost herself in pleasure again. Even though they were not exactly following the script she had envisioned, it was still intensely pleasurable.
"I'm going to make you come this way," Shepard insisted, flicking her thumb faster. "Then, when you're open and ready and begging for me, I'll slide inside of you."
Liara let out a sharp cry as Shepard filled her with another thrust, pushing against the swollen spot that she always found so easily. "Goddess, it is not going to take much," she said in warning, rocking back to meet each push of Shepard's hand.
"Don't hold it back. Come whenever you want to."
Although she had learned that holding back could bring a more powerful orgasm, Shepard's forceful touch brought her to the edge before she could even consider holding back. She shouted, clutching desperately at the sheets and twisting them in her fingers as her hips levitated off of the bed, taking Shepard's fingers as deep as possible as her inner muscles fluttered. Her eyes flashed black, and she reached through Shepard's skin, her flesh, burrowing towards her thoughts.
They could not tell where the image shared between their minds was coming from. Either of them, or perhaps both. Shepard, driving into Liara, filling her with powerful strokes of her hips, trapping her between two strong, flexing arms. Both of them screamed at the fullness, the tightness, the clutching, pulling heat…
And in reality, both of them cried out as Liara gave Shepard her orgasm, sucking in desperate breaths in between shouts of pleasure as her inner muscles bore down around the fingers inside of her, squeezing them tight, fluttering around them. Shepard smirked as wetness trailed down her wrist and onto the bedsheets, enjoying the slide of hot muscle around her fingers as Liara bucked and came in her hand.
Before their aftershocks were even finished, and before the meld could fade away, Liara felt Shepard pull out, settling between her parted thighs. She let go of the bedsheets and wrapped her arms around Shepard's neck, combing through the short, choppy red strands of her hair as her nails scratched Shepard's scalp. But Shepard appeared too busy to notice, reaching between their bodies and gently easing the tip of the cock back against her entrance.
Instinctively, Liara strengthened the thread of the meld between them, knowing that it would be easier for both of them if Shepard could feel what she felt. Besides, she loved being wrapped in the warmth and security of Shepard's thoughts and emotions. She felt lust, desire, and also tender concern, and they drew another pulse of wetness from between her legs. She gasped as she felt it slide over Shepard's cock through the meld, amazed at how much the two of them could share this way.
"Relax," Shepard said, or maybe she only thought the word. Liara did not have time to decide which it was before she felt pressure, and then blissful fullness. This time, as the head pushed inside of her, there was not as much resistance. Slowly, a centimeter at a time, her body began to accept the thick head, and Liara gasped as her inner muscles parted, allowing Shepard to slip forward. There was a little pain, but only for a moment as the widest part of the head stretched her further than anything else ever had before. Then, it sank inside, and she gasped at the new, pleasant sensation. Shepard held still for a while, her arms shaking with the intensity of the moment rather than fatigue, and Liara ran her fingers up and down them, trying to soothe her.
'More,' she pleaded through the meld, staring up into her lover's face with black, pleading eyes. 'More...' And so Shepard gave her more, filling her with another inch and making her whimper at the new, wonderful sensation.
At last, the final inch of the cock settled inside of her, and both of them held perfectly still, staring at each other in awe as feelings of love and trust passed back and forth through the union. They did not need to say or even think the words this time, because love was already rooted deep in both of their souls as they twined together.
Liara let her hands stroke over the smooth muscles of Shepard's shoulders as they started moving, falling into a shared rhythm almost immediately. Feeling Shepard slowly pull out of her, leaving her almost painfully empty after the new, wonderful fullness she had found, was almost unbearable. But a few seconds later, as her lover pushed back inside at the same slow pace, a wave of bliss crashed over her. 'Again,' she begged, spreading her thighs further apart and giving Shepard more room to move. 'Please...'
And so Shepard filled her again. And again. Each dragging, torturous stroke pushed her higher and made her want to pull Shepard closer. She had hoped her first time being taken this way would feel pleasurable, but she had not expected to be swept up by raw, animalistic need so quickly. She could feel Shepard's mind growing fuzzy within hers, slowly being overtaken by desire, and she encouraged her lover to surrender, ready and willing to tip over the edge with her and fall into uncontrolled bliss.
"Fuck," Shepard panted, the words coming out in ragged bursts beside her crests. "So good. I can feel you, and - Liara, I need…"
'Let go. I want to feel you, too.'
Apparently, her words were enough, because Shepard's hands settled around her hips, holding her in place as she began thrusting at a faster, harder pace. For a moment, the change of speed and depth was a little uncomfortable, but as soon as the ridged head of Shepard's cock began hooking against the wonderful place inside of her, battering into it again and again, Liara felt her inner muscles pull tight in preparation for another release. Each thrust made the base of the shaft catch at her clit, and she yelped at the firm grind.
Images flashed in her mind, the demonstration vids she had watched and the vivid fantasies that Shepard so often shared with her. Images of warmth flooding from the head of the cock and into her, filling her as it poured out from the open slit in harsh streams. It was something she had never experienced, but craved beyond all reason, although perhaps some of those feelings were coming from Shepard. Either way, the desire was hers now, and she clung to it, sharing her thoughts with Shepard and hoping that it would be enough.
A split second later, Shepard's lips collided with hers, and she slammed her hips forward one more time. The grinding pressure against her clit, the fullness of Shepard's cock inside of her, and the warmth of Shepard's tongue as it pushed into her mouth threw her over the edge. Or perhaps Shepard was the one who dragged her over. In the shared, swirling mess of pleasure and release, it was impossible to tell. Shepard was everywhere, on top of her, inside of her, filling her. Liara's inner walls shook, and she arched her back, tightening her fingers in the smooth flesh of Shepard's shoulders as she came. 'Yes,' she thought, using the words that she knew Shepard craved, 'come inside me.'
Sometime between contractions, between heartbeats, Shepard went stiff above her, tightening the powerful hold on her waist ever so slightly and pushing forward with a jerking, uneven motion. Liara let out a soft, hitched sob as a gush of warmth spilled into her, shivering wildly as she rose to take Shepard deeper, to draw in every drop. The thick spurts only grew stronger after the first, filling her, forcing her into another round of tight, shivering pulses that made every fiber of her being sing.
Finally, they collapsed into a tangled mess of arms and legs, panting into each other's mouths as the sweat on their skin began to cool. It took several seconds for them to untangle their minds, but slowly, the meld faded out. "Goddess," Liara murmured against Shepard's cheek, the words nearly lost amidst her desperate gasps for air. She felt deliciously sore, but it was actually a pleasant sort of pain. "That was…"
"Amazing? Wonderful? The best fucking sex you've ever had?" Shepard asked with a grin.
Liara rolled her eyes and kissed the point of Shepard's chin, deliberately using a wet, open mouth to make her slightly uncomfortable. Shepard flinched away, but allowed Liara to nuzzle the crook of her neck a few moments later. "One of the best times, yes," Liara admitted. "But with you, each experience only seems to surpass the last."
"So, you wouldn't mind doing this again?" Shepard asked, the slightest bit hesitant as she lifted some of her weight off Liara's chest.
"Of course I would not mind. In fact, I demand it." She gave Shepard a thoughtful look. "As long as you do not neglect the use of your wonderful fingers and tongue as well, you are more than welcome to have me this way as often as you like."
Another grin broke across Shepard's face, and once again, Liara found herself breathless. "I don't think that will be a problem," Shepard said, kissing her way down the slope of Liara's chest and pulling a nipple between her lips. Her hips resumed thrusting, and Liara arched her spine, pressing the tip of her breast into the heat of Shepard's mouth and rocking down to take Shepard deep inside of her again. No, she thought. This was not going to be a problem at all.
