Context: random groundside firefight with Reaper enemies during ME3.
A/N: Steaminess to follow and little else. Always thought it was funny/ *achm* intriguing when Shep starts panting as she runs...which made me wonder about Liara being on her team sometimes hearing that...
"Shepard!" Liara was swirling in biotics. Gunfire sounded and Shepard leaned against the wall that was their only cover unless she tucked and rolled to a crate across the pelleting bullets. Far more pressing, quite literally, was the asari up against her. Liara lifted Shepard's visor from her helmet and kissed her forcefully.
"Liara?!" Shepard shouted above the roar of fire when Liara parted from her for a breath. "What's gotten into you?" She marveled at Liara's blackening eyes—the calm yet intoxicating tranquility they offered her in the midst of chaos. "We're in the middle of a firefight, here."
"You shouldn't leave your radio on when you're running then. Goddess, hearing you breathe like that…" Liara dove for another kiss, pressing Shepard into the wall behind her once again. Shepard gripped Liara's armored waist to pull her in further if it was possible. Truth be told, she'd been eyeing her in this Alliance armor the whole time they'd been groundside.
"That's arousing?" Shepard asked with doubt laced in the question. "I'm just running."
"You sound like you do when we're…" Liara searched Shepard's visage hungrily before she pressed a palm against the wall behind Shepard, completely blocking her off from escape as she leaned in for another kiss. Her lips, tongue, teeth worked deliciously against Shepard's.
Shepard pulled out her pistol and parted from Liara for a mere but painful second to shoot the husk coming for them. She turned back to Liara and let her lips be claimed again. Wrex was right on target about Liara's abilities and she wondered if she could maybe fit a bigger window in Liara's office, but decided against it. She wanted it to remain private for more reasons than one right now.
Liara snaked her hand around Shepard's waist, pulling her from the wall. "Come on. The sooner we finish this, the sooner we'll be back on the Normandy. I don't plan on putting this off until later this time."
Shepard remained frozen against the wall even as Liara left to duck under cover across from her. A ravager tore down her shields when she peeked around the wall and she responded with a healthy dose of her own firepower, signaling Liara to warp the abomination. She rolled her eyes when tiny ravagers poured from its 'mother' and she merely crushed them under foot as she ran further ahead. She smirked when she realized she was breathing heavily again as they traversed a hill and didn't bother turning off her radio. Let Liara hear.
…
"What the hell were you two doing down there?" Tali asked in a mixture of alarm and annoyance. "I'll be spending all night repairing my drones thanks to you disappearing in the middle of that firefight." She crossed her arms and was tapping her foot in aggravation.
Shepard wore an apologetic and awkward smile as she rubbed the back of her neck. "Sorry."
Tali waved the apology away as she stormed to the lift, grumbling something about a pair of bosh'tets.
Shepard turned to Liara who looked equally guilty. "Your fault," she smirked as she accused her.
Liara turned on her sharply. She flicked her wrist and sent Shepard flying to the weapons counter, letting her land sitting there. "As fantastic shape you are in, perhaps you could use more cardiovascular exercises, Shepard. If you weren't breathing so hard into my earpiece, I might have been able to focus."
"Nah," Shepard shook her head in an arrogant tease. "You'd have stared at my ass instead."
Liara closed the gap between them with narrowed eyes. "Are you saying you don't want me to work this out a little?" she laid her hand over Shepard's heart. She didn't wait for an answer before she kissed her spectre, making the woman's heart pound harder and faster against her hand above it.
"Achm mmm!" someone coughed loudly.
Liara parted from Shepard, looking behind her and the commander followed her gaze.
"Heh," Shepard breathed a laugh. "Sorry, Steve," she said to his back as he worked. She jumped down from the weapons bench, shaking her head and tisking at Liara.
Liara narrowed her eyes and leaned in to whisper. "Don't keep me waiting."
Shepard's eyes widened and she gulped as Liara left for the lift. She hurriedly disassembled her pistol to fit a better mod on it and was about to do the same for her assault rifle, but she quickly convinced herself that it could wait, letting it clang on the bench as she took off for Liara's office. The lift took eons to reach the crew deck with Shepard pacing the enclosed space. As soon as the door opened she rushed out.
"Shepard," Garrus began, his multi-vocal corded voice stopping her.
"What is it, Garrus?" she answered a little curtly. She had a mission that involved the other side of the crew deck right now.
"Did something happen groundside? I went by to check on Tali and she kind of brushed me off. Well, that's putting it politely. She pretty much stormed past me."
Shepard smiled in sympathy. How long would it take for these two to get together? "Don't worry. Li and I were the ones to piss her off."
Garrus looked pleased that he wasn't at fault. Then he wore an unforgivable smirk. "So…'Li' eh? That's still going, then."
"Shut up, Vakarian and step aside," Shepard rolled her eyes and bounded for Liara's office, hearing Garrus chuckle behind her.
As soon as Liara's door swooshed open and closed behind her, Shepard found herself frozen in a stasis from her shoulders down. Liara shook her head in disapproval. "I thought I told you not to keep me waiting."
Shepard's eyes widened in shock at first, but when Liara approached her and began running her fingers through the commander's hair, she smirked. Apparently she wasn't in too much trouble. "It was two minutes…maybe three."
Liara tisked. "Too… long," she dragged the words out near Shepard's lips too slow and too whispered for the spectre to not test the biotics holding her back. Liara smirked at the attempt. "You are mine right now, Commander."
"Always," Shepard corrected her in a whisper.
Liara met her eyes and released her as she tugged Shepard into her arms, planting a feverish kiss on her lips.
Shepard nearly tripped with her new-found freedom, but her fall was broken by Liara's embrace. She let the momentum push them toward the back of the room. She paused when they reached the bed, wanting Liara to make that decision.
Liara didn't hesitate. She spun Shepard around and pushed her on the bed, crawling over her. "I told you, I'm done waiting." The rough treatment was softened by a small smile. Her eyes blackened and she became still for a second as she hit Shepard with a forceful meld. The commander gasped. It was as if she were coming up for air when Liara brought them together like this. She attempted to focus, gently reaching behind Liara's neck to pull her in for a kiss. Her eyes rolled back as she felt Liara's elation for herself. Biotics began to swirl and pulse around them. Their kiss became more frantic, their breathing staggered, and Liara smiled on Shepard's lips. "Listen to yourself."
Shepard decided to use Liara's senses instead of her own, finding it somehow easier in the meld and heard herself panting. She chuckled in embarrassment. "What can I say? You take my breath away, Liara."
Liara brushed her lips on Shepard's back and forth as she shook her head in mock reproach and chuckled in return. "I noticed."