"Hey, babe. You want something to drink?"
"Oh, um, yes… two coffees, for me and my friend there."
That had apparently been all that had been needed to get Aethyta interested in Samantha. Now she lay with her head on the Asari Matriarch's chest, between her breasts, catching her breath. Aethyta had an arm wrapped lazily around her shoulder, the other outstretched on the sheets to her side, utterly relaxed. Neither of them had a stitch of clothing on, all of it littering the floor from the door of the apartment to halfway through the bedroom – it only stopped there because they had run out of clothing, having already stripped all of it off. She thought back to when the Matriarch had first actually hit on her.
"Hey, you were here the other day with that raven-haired hottie! She had a nice ass." Aethyta nodded in affirmation of her own statement while she wiped the bar down. "You're Alliance, right?"
"Um… yes," said Samantha, not sure what to think of this woman. Was it right to call them women? She was hopelessly inexperienced with asari.
"I thought I had you pegged for the type that liked women," said Aethyta, not missing a beat.
"I- I meant yes, that was me, that I'm Alliance" said Samantha, instantly flustered. "Communications Specialist Samantha Traynor, serving on the Normandy."
"Yeah, yeah, as far as I'm concerned, your 'yes' was a multi-tiered answer. I know how to read people, being a Matriarch and all." She tapped her nose.
"I don't even… I mean, I was in here the other day, with a… friend…"
"Yeah, the one with the hot ass," said Aethyta with a smirk. "And you do, too, by the way. Have a nice ass."
Samantha smiled to herself. She really hadn't known what to do with that piece of information. She'd fallen back on being playful. The playfulness had worked, in the sense that it came off as flirting. Aethyta had ploughed right through her subtlety, though, going with her usual approach – the direct one. Sam said she'd go with her for a beer – if nothing else, I'll have an incredible story to tell – and had been surprised when the Matriarch had invited her to her apartment for the beer. The seduction hadn't been gentle, or slow, but its very quickness had been exhilarating. Not a drop of beer had been drunk – Aethyta had simply pulled the woman into her apartment with a smirk and begun kissing her. When Samantha had not pulled away, merely groaning and placing her hands on the asari's waist, Aethyta had begun pulling her clothes off, one item at a time, letting Samantha take care of her own boots. She'd been naked by the time they reached the threshold to the bedroom and had immediately begun on Aethyta's dress, watching it pool at the woman's feet before being tugged toward the bed and pushed onto it.
They'd melded almost immediately, Aethyta taking the lead, fucking Samantha senseless while sharing this first bonding she'd ever experienced with her, as well as her orgasm. Samantha hadn't been prepared for it, feeling the woman's presence inside her very being, and now lay spent, utterly exhausted in the woman's arms. She would definitely have to look her up again when they next had shore leave.
"Oh, don't worry, babe. You're definitely welcome to," said Aethyta, letting the meld finally dissipate fully as sleep overtook them both.