Well this chapter was supposed to be longer, but I have a couple readers freaking out because the lack of update and sadly my writing is going very slow and I apologies for that. I just want to let everyone know I will never give this story or any of my stories up but sometimes real life gets in the way or my ideas come out slowly.
Anyways here is a very short but important chapter. Let me know what you think.
Also my beta has not looked this chapter over but I'll replace it with the corrected one when she does.
"But why use my armor Legion, why not something else?" Maria questioned her newest crew member. The geth was possibly her most interesting pickup out of both the Normandy crews.
The synthetic's face plates rose and fell as if he was pondering her question, a very organic action in her opinion. His dual tone voice chimed out with a careful undertone to it, "There was a hole."
"So my broken and damaged armor was the best solution? What about now? I'm sure you could find a more suitable replacement. Why continue to use it?" Maria pressed, being sure to keep her voice light and friendly. She wasn't angry with him, it, whatever she was supposed to call Legion, she was merely curious.
Again the flaps on his head moved up and down rapidly, a mechanical whirl sounded through him as the sound of light clicking fluttered through the room. Maria found his actions and sounds fascinating, they were a guide in helping deduce what he was thinking or "feeling". His colorful computerized voice broke her from her musing as he answered her question, "No data is available." The way he spoke suggested that he was conflicted or possibly lying, but AIs weren't supposed to be able to lie.
Maria took pity on the machine and placed a reassuring hand on his surprisingly warm metal arm, "I wasn't trying to intimidate you Legion, or come off like I was angry. I really just wanted to know."
Legion's head light flickered briefly, his flaps springing upward and remaining erect as he spoke, "Will search through archives to find answers to questions Shepard Commander has asked of us."
Maria took that as a farewell and nodded to the geth as she smiled and left his rooms. The woman traveled to her squad mates different rooms, checking in on everyone before stopping at the Normand's current guest's room.
As the doors of the starboard observation deck swished open, Maria was greeted with the regular sight of Samara seated in the middle of the room, a ball of biotic energy floating in her hands as she calmly meditated; her glowing eyes staring blindly at the empty view of space. In the corner of the now shared space, another asari was shifting through data pads, her head never leaving them even as Maria stepped fully into the room.
"You know a lot has happened today. You might want to get some rest before we hit the Shadow Brokers base." Maria stepped up behind the young asari, placing a hand on the data pad she was currently reading in order to draw her attention.
Liara's whispering voice spoke with a strength and determination that she once lacked three years ago; the galaxy and it's hardships had changed her once innocent friend, "Sleep is the last thing I need now Shepard. I must prepare for what we might find on that base. Hopefully something in these files will give us an edge." Liara pulled the data pad from under Maria's blocking hand, but turned her head towards the Commander, instead of returning to her reading like Maria half expected her to.
Maria's eyes shifted to the meditating Justicar to her left, their talking hadn't seemed to disturber her yet, but the human chose to keep her response to a whisper regardless as she turned her attention back on Liara. "Liara you will do yourself and Feron no good if you deprive yourself of rest. You will be slow and not at full strength and that will only lead to trouble for us. And I bet you haven't even eaten today, have you?"
Liara's bright blue eyes shifted to the side guiltily, confirming the Commander's assumption. Shepard decided then to put a stop to the woman's self-destructive actions of neglecting herself. Maria quickly snatched the data pad from her hand and kicked the leg of her chair to the side, causing the metal to screech against the floor as Liara's body spun around in her seat from the force of the kick. Without a word, Maria grabbed the woman by the hand and hoisted her up, pushing her lightly in the direction of the door.
"Go. Eat, drink and sleep in the crew quarters and I will wake you up when we are ten minutes out." Maria's commanding voice left little room for argument, as did her fluorescent green eyes that pierced Liara with a firm stare.
Regardless of the look, Liara made one more attempt at refusing the Commander, which lead to a quick shout of rapid Spanish that had the asari defeated and caring out her friends orders.
A light chuckle floated through the room as Maria's authoritative glare relaxed as she turned her eyes to the amused Justicar still seated in the middle of the room. "You will make an excellent mother some day Commander."
Maria shook her head at the woman's comment as she came to sit next to her, Samara's biotics were absorbed as she turned her now pale blue eyes on her friend. The two woman talked for sometime before the Commander departed, their conversation ending with Samara's promise of always being there if Maria was ever to call on her again.
Shepard's bare feet lightly padded on the cold metal floor as she made her way to the elevators that brought her slowly to her own room, housing the one person she was most egger to spend time with. As the doors made there customary swish as they opened, Maria's eyes landed on a most pleasing sight. Shepard's lips curved into a grin as she walked fully into the room and down the steps to the exercising drell in front of the bed. Thane was bare from the waist up as he stood on his hands, his chest rising and falling in controlled breaths as he forced his own body to rise and fall to the floor and back up again; his muscular legs straightened perfectly in the air, toes pointed to the ceiling to sustain perfect balance as he performed the complex pushups. His back muscles rippled and pulled tight as he lifted himself, his arms bulged against his weight; he must be lifting well over five hundred pounds due to his dense muscle structure. Maria allowed her eyes to linger on his gleaming scales, light droplets of sweat rolled down them following the lines of his black markings. She could already feel the never failing heat that always crept through her body, to the center of her thighs at the sight of her lover; especial in such a desirable state.
"If you continue to stare Siha, I might not have the mind to keep my balance and continue." Thane spoke as he moved downward, the spikes atop his head grazing the floor before he pulled back up.
"You should have thought of that before you decided to partake in your exercise . . ." Maria moved forward as her words trailed off. Suddenly, she fell forward, catching herself on her own hands in a traditional push up position, allowing her head to draw near to his own, causing him to lift his chin from the floor due to the sudden movement. They were now on eye level as Thane's extended arms held his body still, his blackened green eyes bore into her florescent ones as they held each others gaze. Maria's lips curved as she drew them closer, a breath away from his own as she continued her previous speech, "In my rooms . . . half naked."
A light growl hummed through Thane's closed lips, growing in sound as his eyes darkened with the look of challenge, which Maria's own matched. Maria fought the urge to smile at his primal action, the heat that had already built in her grew at the sound of his growls; she was sure he could smell her arousal by now.
Thane's legs slowly bent at the knees as he placed both one by one on the ground, his body remaining in a crouch with his toes supporting the weight of his legs as his hands remained on the ground firmly planted shoulder width apart. Thane reminded Maria of a predator cat, a large, scaly cat.
His voice was even more gravely as he spoke with a seductive darkness, "Your rooms is it? I was under the impression this was our room."
"Now whatever gave you that idea?" Maria allowed a taunting smile to grace her lips, trying to distract him while her own knees bent ever so slightly.
"You provoke me Siha? Not very wise." Thane breathed before his powerful legs pushed him towards the already waiting woman.
Maria pushed off her hands at the last minute and rolled back on her bent knees to doge Thane's tackle. The drell had caught himself on his own hands and was now pushing himself back on his feet, squatting low to the ground with his arms out to the side. Maria kicked out a sweeping leg, which he jumped over and attempted to grab at her arm in retaliation, which failed when she feinted to the side. Maria chose to stand erect, her hands coming around her face in anticipation for the impromptu fight that had begun. Thane chuckled darkly as he stood on his own feet, his hands stilled at his side as he watched Maria a few feet from him, waiting. The couple had spared many times before, but they had never used sparing as a form of foreplay in the bedroom before.
This should be interesting, Maria thought to herself, before kicking out with a high shin to his head. Thane blocked it with a forearm, which wrapped around her leg holding it close to his body. Maria smirked at the triumphant look on his face as he held her leg, just before it melted away to shock as she jumped up with her other, catching him across his face with her foot.
Thane dropped her leg as her foot connected with the side of his temple. His eyes blurred for a moment as he shook off the blow and turned back on his Siha, who was once again on the ground due to the jumping kick she had been forced to make in order for him to release her leg. Thane noticed how dangerously close her head must have been to hitting the coffee table behind her as she had fallen, because she was now in such close proximity to its edge. Their rooms were not large enough for sparring in, and eventually one of them was going to brake something.
No matter. This was never intended to last long, Thane thought to himself, fueled by his desire driven mind.
The drell moved quickly, dropping to his knees to grip her ankle before she had time to scramble to her feet. His right hand managed to grip her tightly, while his other had to react quickly as her left foot made to give him another stunning blow to the head. Now the assassin had both her ankles in his firm grip and with one swift tug he pulled the woman towards him, his kneeled position on his knees allowed for his thighs to meet with the center of her legs; the warmth radiating from between them was not lost on him.
Thane gave another growl as he moved his hands to wrestle with her arms, attempting to pin them with his as his body pined hers to the ground. It was proving difficult with how much Maria was fighting against his restraint; she seemed to be enjoying their game immensely and intended to make him work for his prize. Thane's own reaction to their fighting was more intense then he would have ever guessed, the aching of how hard he had become in his pants was making it difficult to control how rough he was being with her.
Maria managed to wedge her leg between his own and with a flare of her biotics and a turn of her hips that took all her strength, she was able to turn their position and sat atop the surprised drell. Maria could feel the vibration of his continued growling through her shorts; the woman had to bite her lip in order to keep from moaning.
Instead she fixed the man under her with a firm stare as she planted her hands on the center of his chest, "You holding back on me Krios?'
Thane's growls stopped and changed to a low rumble as he spoke, the fire and lust in his eyes dimmed as he spoke seriously, "I do not wish to cause injury Siha. I have always taken care to not use my full strength against you. I have told you before, if I was to lose control completely, I would most likely brake you. Drell are too strong and you awaken desires inside me that threaten my control." Thane's eyes clouded over again with a lustful stare, but he made no move to take the upper hand again.
Maria decide she didn't like him holding back for a couple of reasons. One, she wanted him to find the most enjoyment he could when they had sex, if he was holding back then it was possible she was denying him something that he wouldn't think about not doing with a drell woman. Second, she liked seeing him lose control and the roughness that came with it.
"Thane, I give you permission to not hold back. I want to see you lose yourself to this and let go." Maria leaned forward until her clothed breast were pressed into his naked chest, her breath hot on his lips that itched to kiss her while buried inside her. "Don't think because I'm human I can't take it." Maria lowered her lips to his frills and slid her tongue along them, eliciting a throaty moan from the man beneath her. "Don't think I won't enjoy it." Her pelvis grinded into his own at her last words, every muscle in Thane's body tensed in order to hold him into place as his lips let out a hiss of pleasure, his eyes closing tight trying to quiet the voice in his head that was screaming to take her.
"Maria you do not know what you ask. You don't understand what I could accidentally do to you if I was to lose control." Thane practically groaned as his ridged body remained completely still.
Maria let her own growl erupt from her throat as she stood from his body and on her feet, "Fine then." The woman walked away from him and up the short stairs; her hips swaying gave Thane a phenomenal view of her rounded backside in her shorts as she ascended them.
Wait that's not what I wanted! Get her back you idiot, Thane's internal voice screamed at him as he only stared at the Commander from the flat of his back, black eyes lost and panicked.
"I'm going to shower. You have fun out here with your control." Maria tried to not let the smile on her face reflect in her voice as she reached the bathroom door. Instead of trying to convince Thane with her words, the Commander had decided to torture him to get what she wanted. Maria grabbed the end of her tank top and pulled it over her head as she stopped in the open doorway of the bathroom. Thane felt himself reheat at the sight of her mocha skin and bare back. Before entering, Maria turned to give him a view of her naked front as well, Thane almost missed what she said as he stared at her breast, "And your hand." Maria's eyes darted to the very visible tent in his pants, a knowing smirk graced her lips before she disappeared behind the closed door, leaving a sex deprived Thane on the floor.
What just happened? Thane was confused, frustrated and just about ready to snap. Never before had the assassin struggled with his desires and control over his own mind. At the age of ten, after only four years of training Thane had mastered his mind and body well beyond the other children that he had learned beside. It wasn't until nine years later that he would falter when he would first lay eyes on Irikah through the scope of his sniper rifle. He had been consumed by the memory of her and had lost control of his thoughts and actions until he had spoken to her. Slowly, as their relationship developed he again gained his control over himself and when they were married and Kolyat had been born he found himself slipping easily back into his battle sleep while away on assignments. However, his relationship with Maria and the woman herself caused him to almost forget the memory of emptiness that came with being asleep and to never know when he would relinquish control of himself in favor of his curiosities and desires. What was even more freeing was he did not have to be around Maria to be free of his restraint. Thane Krios was a free man, body, mind and soul, something no one, not even his beloved Irikah had been able to accomplish; but the small human Commander had.
She is human, Thane thought to himself, bringing himself back to the challenge at hand. His body burned for her and ached to be inside her, while his mind envisioned what pleasures he could heighten by simply giving in to her demands. Thane was a fighter to the core, he was built for strength and battle and his bodies response to their coupling was sometimes more aggressive then he thought he would ever be. Too much force or the tightening of his hand could result in fractured bones if he wasn't careful; but Shepard did say she could handle it. Maria was strong and he had witnessed her take on charging Krogen and vicious creatures head on, so he should be reassured in her strength. But she was still human. Even with Irikah he had always taken care to be gentle and tender, never concerned with his own pleasure but only hers, though of course he had gained much pleasure with his wife. However, he had never once slipped up and lost himself to the moment, never once considered dominance over his wife for fear of hurting even her or possibly displeasing her. He treated Irikah like a delicate flower that might brake if not handled with gentle hands, her kind nature and soft heart compelled him to, but the Commander, she was different.
"A true Siha." Thane whispered to himself.
The drell took a deep breath as he lay on the floor, realizing that he was not dealing with a delicate flower but a hardened solider who was just as dangerous as himself. Not for the first or last time Thane had to question what the woman was doing to him, it seemed each day brought something new learned. Not only was he awoken to the life around him, but he was awoken to himself, learning more about his own wants and desires and encouraged to act upon them.
Thane quickly flipped to his feet with a loud thud, his black green eyes darkening once again as his body over heated with returning thoughts of his Siha. Thane made his way to the door, taking long strides and making more noise then he usually would. The assassin slid open the bathroom door, the sound of the shower running could be heard on the other side. The sight that greeted him however was not the one he had been excepting.
"Three minutes. That took longer then I thought." Maria commented coolly from her spot at the sink beside the door. The woman was leaning against the counter, her arms folded under her naked breast as she gave him an amused smirk.
Thane said nothing as he stepped into the room, past the running water of the shower, and to her casual position at the sink. His large hands moved up her thighs and to her hips, his eyes following their path before moving up her body to her chest and then her eyes. Thane held her gaze, still not speaking a word, only holding her between his body and the sink.
Slowly Thane leaned forward, kissing the base of her throat before pulling away to whisper in her ear, "Remember, you asked for this."
"Shepard are you sure your ok? You have been limping even before we touched down on the base?" Liara's soft voice questioned more out of curiosity then concern, knowing that Maria was still performing with remarkable skill and precision as she lead them through the now open doors of the base.
"I'm fine." Maria grumbled as she yanked her helmet from her head and collapsed it until it was flat between her hands and placed it in a slot in the center of her back that could be easily reached if she needed it again. The Commander marched forward, making more of an effort to walk properly but the slight miss step in her walk was still evident.
As Shepard passed the assassin on her right, she refused to look at him, which was wise due to the smug smirk he was giving her as he tore off his own leather mask. Thane showed nor felt any remorse for his Siha's current discomfort after their actions before the mission. He had warned her he could hurt her but she didn't want to listen, now she had to deal with the consequences. However, he had been pleasantly surprised at how well she had received him and was reassured in her strength against his own.
"Let's move and find Feron quickly, then we deal with the Shadow Broker." Maria ordered, her jaw clenched tight against the slight throb of pain she felt between her legs as she forced herself to walk normally.
"As you say, Commander." Thane practically purred next to her, the smugness leaking through his voice.
Maria narrowed her eyes but did not look at him, choosing to keep them straight ahead. As they rounded the first corner, they were met with their first resistance force. The next twenty minutes was full of gun shots, ducking and diving into cover to get to the holding cell that housed the drell they were looking for. Maria only questioned the rainbow colored information trader for a brief moment, quickly realizing that doing so would only cause him further pain as he screamed from the two jolts of electricity that shocked his body.
With a promise of everyone making it out of the base, Maria lead the group out of the torture room and towards the office of the mysterious man that had caused the young asari at Maria's side so much pain and grief.
"Goddess of Oceans. You're the new Shadow Broker?" An out of breath Feron limped over toward Liara and Shepard, his arm holding his side as he went.
"Well, everyone who has seen him is dead and it would be a shame to waste all of this." Liara opened her arms wide as she gestured to the room, all the terminals beeping and glowing around them was now hers to command.
"I know you will put it to good use, just don't let the power go to your head." Maria gave her friend a smile as she looked across the room for the her fallen drell. Shepard spotted him on his hands and knees, moving the broken parts of the table the yhag had thrown at him. Maria lightly jogged over to him, smile still on her face as she came to his side, kneeling next to him in order to help him up. As Maria turned Thane to face her, her smile turned to a confused frown when she noticed Thane was trembling. The man's breathing was completely erratic and once Maria had him turned to her, the last of Thane's strength seemed to evaporate and his arms would no longer support his weight as he came crashing down to the floor on his back.
Thane let out a struggled breath as his obsidian green eyes landed groggily on Maria's now panicked face, "Si - ha."
"Liara contact the Normandy and get Chakwas down here now!" Maria order to the new Broker behind her, catching the tail end of her jacket running out the door already.
Maria turned back to the hyperventilating drell on the ground, his eyes now tightly shut and his shaken hands above his head trying to clear his air way and get oxygen to his lungs; it didn't seem to be working in the slightest. Shepard had never seen Thane have an attack before, not once had the man so much as coughed during his time on the Normandy, to see him like this now sent a jolt of reality through her system; Thane was in fact dying.
"Thane you need to calm yourself down and you need to breath slowly." Maria kneeled down to his level and attempted to speak calmly, but the tremble in her voice betrayed the panic she was feeling. Thane could only nod, but his breathing only became more struggled as he worked at calming it down. Unfortunately, heavy bouts of coughing began to join the shacking breaths.
Maria quickly snapped off the top of her armor and the arms and threw them to the side before dragging Thane up to lean against her chest; the heavy weight of his body caused her to activate her biotics in order to keep him up. Regardless of the difficulty, Maria forced Thane's arms above his head and tried to show him how he needed to breath by demonstrating herself and letting him feel the rise and fall of her chest against his back for him to mimic.
Heavy foot steps behind her could be heard as people entered the room, Maria ignored them and continued to focus on coaching Thane to breath. A three figured hand on her shoulder finally forced her to turn her head to who ever had entered the room. Liara had retrieved more people then she had thought, Maria was greeted with the sight of Mordin, Chakwas, Garrus and Tali.
"Shepard, you must move in order for us to help him." Mordin spoke lightly to her, realizing the sensitive state she must be in.
Maria paused for a moment before nodding curtly and gently laying Thane down as she moved from out behind him; tears welled up in her eyes as Thane shook violently from the switch in position and the small progress she had thought they had made was undone as the coughing and heaving began all over again. The sight of his dark eyes opening wide and his body twisting on the ground as he stared sightlessly up at her broke her heart and allowed fear to choke the breath from her own lungs.
"We need to get him to the medical bay. Garrus take his upper body, Mordin do you think you can get his legs? Tali you help Shepard." Chakwas began to assign duties to everyone. Maria felt her quarian friend wrap her in her arms as they watched Garrus lift the heavy drell in his arms, and instead of Mordin helping with the man's other half, Feron was the one who stepped up to help the turian carry Thane through the doors. Shepard saw all of this and moved as she was guided behind the team carrying Thane to the ship but none of it fully registered in her mind, she had no control over her feet as she walk and her ears seemed to be turned to mute even though she saw everyone's mouths moving, it all felt like a slow moving nightmare that she could not escape; the only function her brain seemed to be capable of was concern and fear for Thane.
Garrus and Feron were the first through the air lock and into the ship, next was Chackwas, Mordin, then Tali and Shepard bringing up the rear. All the crews eyes were on them, even Zaeed and Jack had come up from the cargo bay to see what was going on; both wore controlled looks but the concern in their eyes were evident as they followed the group. It was decided that Chackwas and the other two men holding Thane would go down first, then Mordin with Shepard and the others. Maria still remained silent and emotionless as the elevator doors closed on the group, then reopened for her group to enter.
"It's going to be ok Shepard. The doctors are going to fix him up and everything will be fine." Maria could barely register the comforting words Tali was trying to give her as the elevator doors closed again.
"He is tough Shepard. Thane's not about to leave you now." Zaeed pitched in, though choosing to let Tali handle the physical comfort.
Jack remained silent, but her sympathetic stare never left her Commander's stiff frame.
"Kepral attack particularly violent. Thane has gone a long while between then. Lung degeneration possibly working faster then expected. Need to run test and collect more samples after calming patient down. Maybe a new medication in order or . . ." Mordin's muttering was abruptly stopped as two hands came at him, slamming him against the wall of the elevator and hoisting him off the ground.
Maria's cold, even stare was paralyzing to everyone in the small space, and her calm voice sent a chill down everyone's spine, "Give him the serum."
Mordin found his voice quicker then his team mates would have expected, "Shepard, have not tested thoroughly enough. Not sure if it will even work, could cause more . . . Ugh." Mordin was silenced again by another slam against the wall, blue flames licked at both the Commander's and his skin as she manhandled him.
"Make it work!" Maria's voice rose as she glared at him. She finally let him drop back down to his feet and pulled him down to her level by the collar of his jacket, "Save him Mordin and cure that fucking disease."
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