Chapter 4 – Drunken kisses
Jane Shepard was the last to leave the ship or at least she thought so when joining the elevator for CIC. A last question to EDI to check if all crew members did as ordered revealed the news. "I have to deny commander. Specialist Traynor is currently in starboard observation performing an action that could be related as relaxation or chill-out as you prefer the term." the commander wondered and stopped the lift.
...What is she still doing on board?...
Sam currently started wondering while making herself comfortable on couch...
...had the Reapers reached my home yet... have they destroyed it? Do I have a home to come back to?...
...Now don't be silly Sam the Reaper wouldn't bother to destroy a nerdy place such as yours...
She giggled to herself, drank some of her tea enjoying the taste on her tongue and appreciating silence and peace.
In the meantime the commander had made her way to deck standing in front of the door pondering.
...Should I order her to leave?...
The events happening in the kitchen few days ago still felt like a dark shadow. She had avoided to talk to Traynor as much as possible, although she had shot a glimpse from time to time to her right next to the galaxy map, watching the specialist on duty. Traynor had remained professional, never mentioned anything about the small accident and the tape on the hurt finger she wore wasn't that big. Chakwas also didn't say anything to her so she guessed the specialist hadn't told much about the circumstances for her injury.
Sam had kept it to herself what happened she thought it was for the best and hoped it wouldn't happen again. She had to admit the commander intimidated her but she knew she wouldn't back down she wouldn't let Jane treat her like a lap rat she would continue to stand up to her.
...I will show her that she can't walk over people like that just because they don't shoot a gun. She may be a war hero but I won't let her treat me without respect.-
Finally the commander pushed the door button and tried to make a good and professional impression when the door slit open, just to see the little specialist chilling comfortable in an alliance sport dress on the couch with a cup and apparently a board on the table which surprised the commander very much.
Sam had just started her game and was so in thought about how to make up new strategies that she hadn't noticed the door slit open.
Jane cleared her throat saying. "Specialist Traynor?"
Sam directly jumped and stood to salute.
...Why?... Why can't I have one moment of peace...
"At ease Traynor... We're..off duty..." the commander said easily. "Why are you still here? The crew is having some time off on citadel..."
"I never was the one for going to bars or shopping I rather enjoy some quiet and peaceful time." Sam explained.
"Ah yep.. I see.." The commander replied and moved towards the couch. She had planed to pay a visit to purguatory and Aria T'loak. The pirate queen sent her an urgent message but she had decided this could wait a little bit longer and she placed herself next to the specialist who sat down again.
Sam sighed inwardly.
..Well Sam... peaceful time is over...
She was dressed in a hoody/ sport pants and sat back down but remained rather stiff now that the commander was in the room too.
...Oh looks I'm making her nervous...
Jane noticed and pointed to the board asking. "Is this chess?" She had no reasons to comment on the specialists outfit, which she had to admit fitted her well, cause they were off now. The commander was still wearing her uniform to perform some business stuff for alliance on the station if necessary. A good officer was always ready and still on duty, a rule made by commander Shepard herself.
"Yes commander I picked it up on earth while the retrofits since I left my own board at home."
"...So you really play... that chess?" Jane inquired and wondered. Chess was out of time in her opinion, she had expected some of the typical nerdy computer games no old fashion.
"Yes most games are to flashy chess is normal and quiet relaxing to me at least." She made some moves on her board. She wouldn't let her guard down no matter how nice Jane acted.
The commander followed the moves on the board remembering that game which had some nice but also cruel memory when thinking of her family, her dead family on Mindoir. Her grandfather had used to play it when he visited the far away family on the colony planet. He had been an old man but had loved to spend time with his favorite granddaughter. She had been small, only 4 or 5 years old but he had insisted to teach her cause of his broken legs he couldn't walk with her outside the colony much. She had learned and played with him to make the old man happy but never played it after, even forgot about the rules.
Sam was thinking about her strategies again pulling up her legs and sipped on her tea pondering over her next move then drifted off again.
...Are my parents still live ?...
But then she focused back on the board, remembering she was there with commander Shepard... alone. But her own memory straightly jumped back to her family when she thought of the games she played with her dad while watching the pawns in front of her.
….Only dad had been able to defeat me... although I am sure he cheated...
The commander watched the specialist's moves carefully, no words were spoken but she realized Traynor was thinking of something that was important to her. Since the war had started the fear of loss especially the families were a big topic among all people. The crew also thematized the loved ones during the breaks, she heard them talking on the crew deck always dealing with question of the whereabouts and the condition of home-planets and earth of course. The commander herself had no family anymore. She had given totally into the alliance, it had become a second family or some kind of substitute and not to forget Anderson who had become her mentor during the past years. Those thoughts she had ignored most of the time, the dark chapter happened on Mindoir was gone a long time ago, there were no relatives, no one that could be related to her. This made it easy all the time she was traveling and fighting around the galaxy. The advantage of caring for no one and having no regards to anyone. Human touch could be arranged or found in short episodes of pleasure quickly if needed without any obligations but the truth was it had a bittersweet taste too.
Her parents where the only family Sam had left, even in dark times they always had stuck together and now she didn't know about their whereabouts it drove her crazy. She also knew that a mental breakdown on the CIC would help no one at all.
Sam also wondered why Shepard had bothered to come to look for her, she always had the feeling the Commander wanted to be alone and as far away from her as possible.
Sam had always problems with making friends since she was little. Due to being so smart she had always been the nerd. No one wanted to be friends with a Nerd that she had learned the hard way in school when the other kids had picked on her.
Back then she had sworn never to let herself be pushed around again that was one of the reason she stood up to Jane all the time. The incident with the broken tea cup made her wonder if there was another Jane under all that armor.
"Uuuuh...you have family?" Jane carefully asked to get rid of her own thoughts.
….can't hurt to ask her...
The commander regretted the mug-affair more and more by looking into the shy innocent face of the specialist.
Sam was startled out of her thoughts by Jane's voice. "I... yes I have my parents... they are out there somewhere. Do you have family?" She thought it couldn't hurt to ask Jane as well and leaned back slightly to have a better position to look at her.
The commander was taken by surprise. "Uhh well ..nope..." she was not willing to tell anything about the past and she couldn't remember the last time someone had dared to ask. In extra net was written enough about the massacre and raid done by the batarians, no one was stupid enough to ask commander Shepard about her family, but this specialist staggered her again.
….Doesn't she know?...
The commander rubbed her arm in embarrassment, she couldn't be angry on her after her own bad performance.
Samantha realized she asked a bad question, the lack of response and reaction of commander pointed out she didn't want to go into that topic so she reached out for her mug and took another sip before standing up. "Do you want something to drink?" to lighten up the mood.
Jane appreciated and nodded then shot afterwards. "Bourbon..on the rocks..."
...why not taking a drink here?...
The date with Aria was canceled by now and she could also take the wanted damn drink here.
Sam looked through the bar for some Bourbon and found a glass for Jane quickly. She handed it over. "Here you go Ma'am." then returned to her place on couch. For herself she had chosen a light brandy, she wasn't use to alcohol much.
The commander held up the glass, holding on for a moment then giving a toast. "For all the lost souls..." before she nodded to the specialist and emptied the bourbon in one quick sip. She swallowed hard before placing the glass on the desk to lean back with a deep sigh.
...dam nit..I needed that...
Sam looked at her glass for a moment then followed Jane's example and swallowed all of the liquid and had to keep herself back from coughing. She never had drunken alcohol on ex but she wouldn't tell Jane.
...I won't back down I won't show her that I can't handle my stuff...
Jane was surprised at the tough reaction of Traynor, she didn't expected her to take a drink as a "big girl".
...I could take another...
She decided then rose from the comfortable couch to head towards the bar asking. "Traynor.. you want another one too..?"
...bad bad idea Sam...
Sam nodded. "...Sure Commander..." She remembered back in high school when she and one of her only friends had gotten drunk together, unfortunately it had only taken one shot of vodka to knock her out.
The commander grabbed the bottles of bourbon and brandy to return to the specialist filling both glasses with a generous amount of liquid. She shoved the drink to Sam commenting. "Cheers... soldier.." while grabbing her own one to drink quickly again still wondering.
..Uhhhh...didn't expect her to be so hard...
Again she drowned her drink in on go and licked her lips after it. "Well the Normandy has some fine brandy.".
...stay cool Sam and everything will be good...
"You like brandy..hmmmm? You know... a good soldier needs a strong drink after the battle... a toast for those who didn't made it..." Jane pondered while starring outside of the observation deck. The window was completely covered by the huge station and several ships from different races making the commander think of the purpose for the arrival.
...If they don't realize we have to work together... each species will fall one by another...
The damn council had "granted" an appointment for the next morning.
...the next morning...those imbeciles..they don't want to realize the seriousness of this...
Jane absently took the bottle again and poured another drink for herself and Traynor as well.
Sam pondered again about the time she first had gotten drunk ooohh the lecture her parents had given her after she had puked on the door mat. This was only some years ago but now it felt like centuries and from a different time. A time in which everything had been peaceful.
...we need to win this... I want the peace back...
The next sip felt good and gave some peace to Jane while making up a plan.
...I'll take Liara along for the fucking audience with the council...
She swallowed once again. "Tomorrow Specialist...Tomorrow we'll see the worth of your efforts to save the information..." she shot to Sam casually.
"Lets hope it was worth it after all you nearly lost one member of your team because of that bloody AI." Sam emptied her glass.
….fuck it tonight I get drunk and forget the war even if it will be just for a little while...
"Yeah right..." the commander agreed and patted her shoulder. "the bloody AI..." she had to admit it was pretty smart of the specialist to took action in that situation. "According to Liara.. this information is our only chance..." for a moment she got caught at the specialist's face.
...hmmm a pretty face..indeed.. too nice and to young for my vessel...
before she focused back on the small table in front of her looking out for the alcohol. She didn't asked if Sam wanted another she just filled the glasses again.
The alcohol slowly kicked in Sam making her loosing up a bit. "...Those shitty Cerberus-butts they think they can outsmart the alliance." She drowned the next class and grabbed the bottle and refilled it.
The commander smiled appreciatively. "Now you sound like a real marine...Traynor..." and offered her a sis-fist when noticing the specialist continued drinking. Sam responded to the gesture as expected and shot a cool and relaxed glance to the commander. The alcohol already took it's toll but she tried to remain normal and hide the felling of being already drunk.
...that's my girl...
Jane proudly thought when examining the body form of her counterpart, checking the hips with a confident feeling, imaging her hands on the wonderful curves then went on with a review of her fabulous tits until...
….Wait? Stop Jane! What are you doing here?
The commander froze in motion and hold on for a second but the inviting sweet eyes and lips of Traynor were so distracting.
...No! Out.. Let go...! Think of writing reports...I can go to a bar on Citadel...Turn off your libido! Now!
Meanwhile Sam was hardly fighting to mask her intoxication when shooting glances to her superior, realizing the woman in front of her was quite handsome.
She's reeeeeeaally looking hot for an officer..not so butch as the others...still a woman...
She didn't dare to speak out her thoughts of course, instead of that she pretended to be cool and professional but she was visible drunk. The alcohol's effect indulged her senses to warp her perception concerning the commander. Now she wasn't the bloody soldier anymore, she was a very tempting woman, extremely desirable and sexy, exactly what the specialist needed now.
Jane started to feel uncomfortable, since she had been arrested by alliance she hadn't had a chance for relaxing in the needed way. The outbreak of war had pushed her adrenalin levels until now and strangely in that situation here in starboard alone with the sweet little specialist she felt a first moment without that pressure and stress. But also her need for some human encounter was suddenly growing, the desire to move closer and to touch the beautiful woman was a bad timing. Any time she was drinking she becomes soft and horny as well, always a good thing in a bar but not on her ship when she was alone with a subordinate. She could hide to be drunken but her vigor was the problem, it forced her to take what she wanted. She better had to leave or change the topic now.
"Did you settle down here..on the ship..?" she asked for some distraction instead of leaving.
...Stupid question Jane...
Sam giggled when answering. "Well commander...it's like living in a shoe box..."
Jane nodded. "You'll get used to it..."
"...and very very...lonesome..." Sam breathed hardly when moving a little bit closer. The last drink took full effect now. She finally forgot about regulations, the commander's former behavior and decided just to focus on the beautiful woman next to her. Her last episode of good sex was long ago and on this vessel had been no one caught her interest so far...Until now...
Oh no...don't do that...No crew members !
Jane fight her urge to react the similar way.
Fraternization is always a bad idea...remember...
But Sam was thinking the exact opposite concerning to this topic.
We are off duty...perhaps I'm drunk..but whatever..no one gets hurt...
She gave Jane a seductive look whispering. "Do you feel lonesome too...commander?" and softly stroke the redhead's hands.
Oh fuck...those eyes...those lips...fuck of regulations!
With a quick move she flipped the specialist onto her back and placed herself on top. A moment they locked eyes before the lips met in a wet kiss. Sam didn't resist, she welcomed the commander's invading hungry tongue, pulling her closer and placed Jane's hands on her own hips. Jane pulled up the hoody grabbing the sweet flesh below the fabric, fondling the abdomen to go up for the bra. Sam encouraged by the action, opened the commander's uniform jacked, pulling out the buttons to gain better access. Jane responded with a moan of approval between the kisses still petting the silky material of Sam's bra.
Hmmmm...silky underwear..I love that...
Meanwhile Sam had decided to taste the commander's nice ass. She started to knead the buttocks and desperately tried to find a way inside the tight pants. Jane driven by the action pulled over the specialist hoody completely to leave her upper body covered only by the black silky bra. She licked her lips in anticipation watching the tempting view then quickly continued to undress herself by getting rid of her jacket and the tank top, followed by the alliance standard bra. Then she unfasten her belt to give the specialist more space in her pants while Sam admired the beautiful skin in front of her. She never imagined the commander would look like that under her uniform, the body was covered with scars a few similar to the glowing ones in her face but absolutely stunning in Sam's eyes. Intoxicated by the alcohol and prospect she put out a hand to reach out for the marked skin and Jane took her wrist leading it directly to her breasts before bending down again to find the specialist's hungry lips and nipples with some kind of precision and determination that reminded Sam of a hunter.
Her vigor in bed is the same as in battle...
Sam realized before she gave in the pleasure caused by the commander's efforts.
Moans and panting followed by the touch of hands which were exploring the dark skin until...
"Commander. I have to inform you that several crew members are returning to the ship in about 5 minutes..." announced by EDI's formal voice.