Mind Bending:
N.J Jordbrukaren.
Chapter Four:
Liara nodded mutely, mesmerised by the wicked sparkle in Shepard's eyes. She still could not believe that this was happening. It was amazing. It really, really was. Shepard suddenly hopped to her feet, one of her slender fingers beckoning the asari to do the same. Liara followed without question. She did not know much about this particular subject, but she did know that she wanted that finger inside her. She would do whatever Shepard said if it brought her closer to having her desire become real.
Once Liara had vacated her seat, Shepard kicked it to one side, sending it careening into a nearby wall. Liara watched it move until Shepard grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at her. Liara wanted to look down. To see what Shepard's other hand was doing by the front of her pants.
"Fuck, I need you." Shepard nuzzled against Liara neck as her fingers started working faster on Liara's pants, popping the button open and tugging the zip down. Liara tried to suppress a moan, but she couldn't. Instead she released it into directly into Shepard's ear.
"Then take me."
The Commander pulled back, a smirk pulling at the corner of her lip. "Gladly." Both hands reached lower to work Liara's pants down her long blue legs, the tight material dragging Liara's underwear along with it. Liara kicked the fabric away from her ankles, her boots too. She was now completely naked. The chilled air caught the wet insides of Liara's thighs, sending shivers up her spine.
Shepard stepped forward, pushing Liara down onto the work surface. Liara automatically spread her legs to allow the woman the space she silently demanded. "You're so beautiful, Liara." Shepard craned her neck, pressing a kiss to Liara's collarbone, steadily working her way down until she could capture one of Liara perfect indigo nipples in her mouth.
Liara reached up, fingers scraping against Shepard's scalp as she held her to her breast. She felt the Commander's hand against her thigh, tracing a simple infinity pattern against her skin.
This was heaven. Every touch, every sensation… it was sheer magnificence.
"Do you forgive me?"
Liara broke out of her trance, looking down into Shepard's eyes. "I…" Did she not already say that she had? Liara supposed that she could not blame Shepard for being cautious. "Yes. Of course I do," After a moment of contemplation, Liara pressed both of her hands to Shepard's face. "I love you."
Shepard smiled brightly. The most beautiful, enchanting thing Liara had ever seen. "I love you too." Liara never expected to hear that. The thought of this powerful, gorgeous woman, the first human Spectre, loving her… it was enough to make Liara's heart soar.
"So show me."
"Oh, I intend to." Shepard placed another string of kisses along Liara's chest before sinking to her knees. The scent of Liara's arousal was enough to blow her mind. The asari was drenched, her juices pooling against the metallic surface beneath her. Shepard shuddered. This was all hers. Every. Last. Drop.
"Shepard…" Liara moaned in anticipation. She had never been with someone in this way before. Shepard wasn't exactly being gentle with her, but she was okay with that. The idea of the big bad Commander pushing her around sent another flood of moisture to her lower reaches.
Sparing Liara one last glance, Shepard craned her neck forward; her tongue delicately swiping along Liara's slit. Liara's head rolled back, a strained noise of approval escaping from somewhere deep within her throat. This felt so good. How had she left it for so long to experience this? A dreamy smile appeared upon her face.
I was waiting for Shepard. My… what do humans call it? Knight in shining armour? My salvation.
All coherent thought fled her when Shepard's tongue ran over her highly sensitive bud. "Ah, Shep… Shepard." Liara unconsciously spread her legs further, giving the Commander more room to work her magic.
Shepard could not believe just how good Liara tasted. Sweet like the finest honey, but with a delectable, salty twang. It was delicious and her tongue demanded more. Said tongue started to slowly circle Liara's clit, giving the writhing asari some semblance of relief, but not going precisely where she was needed. Shepard could see the muscles in Liara's lower abdomen twitching. Like Liara was begging her to journey inside her. To fill that needy gap, quite literally.
Without moving her head or neck, Shepard looked up to her asari. Liara still had her head thrown back, exposing the delightful curve of her neck. Shepard could not resist.
Liara whimpered weakly in protest when Shepard's mouth left her, but the sensation of loss quickly left her. Shepard stood, pushing in between Liara's legs. She tugged at Liara's crest, urging her to crane her neck again, which Liara did without question. Shepard immediately latched onto the hollow of the asari's throat, sucking on it before letting her tongue soothe over the abused skin. Shepard felt Liara's hands run up her still clothed chest, one hand grabbing the shoulder strap of her tank top, the other burying itself in her hair. Liara was putty in her hands, and Shepard intended to play with that putty until it melted.
Shepard slid one of her hands in between their bodies, the tips of her fingers instantly discovering Liara's tender, wet opening. She let her index finger trace it for a while, her dark eyes locking with Liara's. The desperation in Liara's gaze made her knees feel weak. Knowing that Liara needed her… this, as much as she did. Shepard went in for a kiss, their lips making contact just as Shepard's finger slipped into Liara.
"I love you, Liara T'soni." Shepard gently thrusted into Liara, tugging a moan from the dazed asari. "I don't know what came over me to make me treat you the way I did, but I will never let it happen again." Shepard lent in so their mouths were mere inches away from one another. Their hot breaths ghosting over each other's mouths. "You are my Goddess. My everything. I will spend my entire lifetime showing you just how much I worship you, your beauty, your body, your soul." Shepard slipped another finger inside of Liara, her tongue teasing the asari's lower lip. "I am yours forever, Liara."
Liara swallowed thickly, caught between her raging emotions and the sensations the fantastic fingers working inside of her were bringing forth. "I know, Shepard." Liara moaned, her head falling forward so her face was buried against the Commanders shoulder. "I can feel you-"
Liara was cut off, her back arching dramatically when Shepard's digits curled forward inside of her, calloused fingertips rubbing against that sensitive spot, making her toes curl. The sensations Shepard was providing her with were exquisite, but she was losing a battle with herself. Her mind fought to reach out, to link with its counterpart, but Liara wanted to feel more of this, first. The second she and Shepard joined minds, the human would be able to feel everything she was doing as if Liara was repeating them on her body. Liara had respect for Shepard's obvious skills, but feeling these delicious sensations for herself would no doubt knock Shepard off her game. Liara wanted to be selfish for a while.
She was jolted out of her thoughts, her body almost spasming out of her control when she felt Shepard's thumb against her throbbing nub, touching her just where she needed. It was perfection. Liara's fingernails dug into Shepard's shoulder, the others pressing into her scalp. Her entire body began rocking with Shepard, meeting the Commander thrust for thrust. She could feel her pleasure building, the higher she got the more frantic her mind became for Shepard's touch.
Liara was no longer willing to deny it.
She pulled her face from Shepard's shoulder, their eyes meeting once again. "Shepard," Her voice was audibly higher than usual. No doubt she was struggling to stay lucid. "Embrace eternity…" It was not hard to find Shepard's mind. It was a strong, bright presence that was always there. Liara let her thoughts bleed into Shepard's and vice versa. It was amazing. She felt the human's pleasure through their bond. She saw just how much Shepard enjoyed giving her this pleasure. Shepard was literally worshipping her.
Liara felt a brief pang of guilt for that. Shepard had been forced into this against her will. The guilt quickly faded, though. How could feeling like this be a bad thing? No matter the circumstances, it was beautiful.
Shepard's thoughts started to bleed into her own mind more quickly now. Liara moaned loudly, both within their mental bond and in reality. The closer they both got to some kind of peak, the more intense the images in Shepard's mind became. They all involved Shepard giving Liara pleasure. Liara did not know how to feel about that. There was the obvious aroused excitement there, but thinking that Shepard would never allow her to return that favour… it was a saddening thought, indeed.
One image caught her eye almost immediately. Much like earlier, Shepard was kneeling before her, but this time her tongue was flitting in and out of her. Liara shivered. That tongue, that oh so talented tongue, had worked wonders on her earlier. The thought of having Shepard use it like she was currently using her fingers...
"Goddess, Shepard… please," Liara placed a kiss to Shepard's exposed collar bone. "Never stop…" Each word was punctuated with a breathy whimper. Liara knew that she was getting closer to the precipice and she was glad. She wanted to experience this pleasure with Shepard. To share something with her that only the two of them could.
Shepard started moving more rampantly, yet somehow still retaining her fluidity and grace. She leant forward, her teeth gently nipping at Liara's sensitive neck, working her way up until Liara could feel her lover's hot breath against her 'ear.'
"I don't plan to." Shepard emphasized her sentiment by thrusting inside Liara a little deeper, knocking the air out of the asari's lungs. "I could do this all day. Every day." Shepard sent Liara an image. Bullets flew overhead, explosions going off in the distance. Behind a stack of crates, Shepard had Liara pinned to the grassy floor by her wrists. One of Shepard's hands reached in between them, popping the crotch plate off Liara's armour, her fingers immediately dipping into her wetness. In the image, Shepard meshed her lips to Liara's, but it was also happening in reality.
Liara groaned Shepard's name against the Spectre's lips. She was so close. So close. A few more thrusts and she would climax, bringing Shepard down with her. Both of them knew it. Both of them wanted it. Desperately.
Shepard cautiously slipped another finger inside of Liara, both of them moaning at the added stretch. "Going to come for me, Liara?" Shepard curled her three fingers, tugging at that same sensitive spot as earlier, only with a little more friction this time.
Liara's mouth fell agape. If Shepard kept going like this she was going to pass out. It felt so good. So right. Liara felt Shepard's fingers twitch again within her, her internal muscles clamping around them in response.
"Goddess, Shepard, yes!"
Liara's internal walls began to twitch more frequently, matching the rapid tempo of Shepard's thrusts and strokes. Liara felt like she was in some kind of paradise. She had everything she wanted. Shepard had quickly become a bit of an obsession to her. The prothean beacon ignited that obsession, but after watching Shepard for a while it became something more, something deeper.
Shepard moved around the Normandy with a fluid ,yet slightly masculine, grace that came easily to her and seemed to only belong to her. This was different, though and Liara had quickly fallen under Shepard's spell. As had Kaidan. She saw how things were progressing between the two humans. Frankly, that was one of the main reasons why she had manipulated Shepard the way she had.
Liara wanted Shepard all to herself.
"Fuck… Liara?" Shepard's voice was muffled against Liara's breasts.
The sensation of the talented fingers inside of her slowing and speeding back up over and over was driving Liara mad. Every time she got close, Shepard would relax, her fingers going slack. Is she purposefully torturing me? The thought troubled Liara, but it somehow aroused her, too. A particularly hard trust cleared Liara's mind of all possible thought.
"Li, the meld… deeper." Shepard pressed a soft kiss to Liara's hard nipple before taking the erect indigo bud back into her mouth, her teeth carefully nipping it.
Liara obliged her lover, pressing as deep into the meld as she could without over-doing it. The effect was almost instantaneous. Shepard groaned against her tender breast, her other hand reaching down to the small of her back to pull the asari impossibly closer to her own body. The movement forced Shepard's probing fingers further inside of her, coaxing a moan out of her.
That was it for Liara. The feeling of Shepard's mouth moving up to latch onto the hollow of her throat somehow intensified the sensation of Shepard's diligent fingers working in and out of her. Her body refused to let the Spectre leave again. Her inner walls clamped around those delightful invading digits, locking down upon them with all the strength her body could muster.
Colours meshed together, causing Liara to lose sight of where she ended and where Shepard began. The feeling was intoxicating. Without warning, Liara spiralled out of control, dragging Shepard into orgasmic bliss with her.
Despite not being able to affectively move her digits, Shepard curled the tips of her three fingers forward, stroking and guiding Liara through their shared orgasm.
The two of them fell against one another, their panting the only sound within the small med lab.
Shepard was confused about the new sensation, but she immediately felt like she should go again. She could not, however. That would put too much pressure upon Liara's already over-stimulated sex. The ache would not leave, though. It was almost unbearable. She felt obliged to show Liara just how much she loved her. There would be time for that later, either way. Shepard would make sure of it.
Resigning herself to letting Liara recover, Shepard carefully slipped her fingers out of her asari. She lifted slick fingers up to her mouth, lapping up every drop of moisture she could find there. God, Liara is delicious… Shepard's eyes drifted shut, a groan escaping around her fingers.
Liara watched wide-eyed. She felt greedy for feeling it, but the throb returned in between her legs. Her knees felt week and she was not even standing. Liara followed Shepard's example, her eyes fluttering shut. Her mind ran through a few images, all of which included that delightful tongue of Shepard's working wonders all over her ravenous body.
So wrapped up was she, that she failed to notice Shepard step closer to her. Her Commander pressed a butterfly soft kiss to her lips, only deepening it when Liara accepted it. Tongues then collided, teeth gently nipped, saliva was readily shared.
Liara moaned into Shepard's mouth. She could taste herself.
I do not think I could live without this… her, anymore. I have been spoiled in every sense of the word.
Passions arose once more, and the seductive process began all over again, only stopping when neither woman could take anymore. Only then did they both collapse upon Liara's bunk. Liara was wrapped in Shepard's physical embrace and Shepard was wrapped up in Liara's mental one.
For the first time in months, Liara felt whole. Serene. Perfect. She just hoped Shepard would always feel the same way.
A/N: This is where I stopped on Kink Meme. I have been told that there is a lot of potential here and I am begining to see it. Perhaps I will carry on. I have ideas, you know. *Sneaks off to Microsoft Word*