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Chapter 34
It's been a good ride!
(Part 2)
… R&R, rest and relaxation! Two words pretty innocent. Yet, those words had been already set up a pleasant stir in my imagination. My thoughts imbued with the power of suggestion, as we went up the stairs, each step more. The hot tub was really huge. The water foamed and gurgled, expanding its steam into clouds of perfume, which rose from the surface, slipping nicely into the nostrils.
The dust from the duct was mixed with the tiredness for the dance, which made my skin sticky enough to make me feel uncomfortable. However, the quivering lapping water was so inviting to get any embarrassment as negligible. There was a magnetic charm, which attracted me hopelessly into its blue relief. I sighed with impatience, amazed...
L: Ooh, that tub looks so cozy! It's so large and inviting, and...
Your body was vibrating, tenderly leaning against my back. Your face lightly touched my cheek, your hands knew how drawing through the pleasant shivers on my back, as your fingers pulled down the zipper of my dress, bit by bit.
L: ... Oh, my Love, but ... what ...
Your lips slid softly on my neck, whispering intriguing words...
S: Oh, it's nothing! ... I'm just helping you get out of this beautiful dress, so useless... Sweetheart.
I let my head slip back, to lean myself on your shoulder. Your lips came even closer, they caressed my cheek, more persuasive, when I asked...
L: Shepard, you don't tell me that... nah, can't be what it looks like, right?!
Your hands never ceased to inspire my senses one by one, as you replied slowly...
S: And... what does it look like?
I couldn't hide a thrill of hope in my whisper...
L: Well, I don't know, your idea of rest and relaxation seems to be far removed from the concept of... "innocent bathe".
Your heart bounced stronger against my back, getting mine tumbled down in my chest. Your voice became more and more sensual, and it was able to touch the strings of my imagination. Like an exciting melody that I wished it would never stop playing anymore...
S: You bet? You'll see, it will be very relaxing... in the water!
I was so tempted by the idea, and by your arousing tone. Your lips still lingered on my neck, you perfectly knew how to ignite my imagination. However, a doubt was making its way through my thoughts...
L: Hmm, and what if my powers don't work, with all that water?
I got the feeling you were waiting for that specific question, but you didn't look worried at all...
S: Well, in this case... we'll use mine!
Your thrilled sense of humor got an innocent laugh off of me.
L: Oh, you ninny! That ain't the same!
Your hands went silently inside my dress. The touch of your fingers, took my breath away, instantly. Your intriguing voice moved like a caress over my shoulder, as you whispered...
S: Yeah, I know, but... if I recall, you were great in the shower, Baby Girl!
I stroked your lips with a gentle kiss, while pleasant memories magnified my expectations, the wait increasing...
L: Hmm, indeed! But, maybe because that day, there was more love than water in your shower!
S: Hmm, indeed! But, you're a scientist, Little thing... the hottest of them all, I'd say! So, I think we should try the experiment. You know, for... the sake of science!
Without another word, you dropped your suit on the floor, seductive face, before plunging into the bathtub, with casual sensuousness. Your eyes like flashes of seduction, your smile an irresistible call, which attracted me towards the water.
L: Oh, I totally agree! Although to be honest, at this juncture, science is the last thing I was thinking about!
I let myself be touched by the warm massage of the water, fatally seduced in the corner of wonder that dwells in your arms. Well, Shepard... have I ever told you how sexy your voice is, when you want to make it up something?
S: I love you, Little Girl, and I'm absolutely determined to make it up to you. Guess, it'll have to work, then!
L: Oh Emy, I love you too, and... I love it when you come up with these ideas!
Your smile was sweet, so bright that, I was almost jealous of the little ray of sunshine, which was caressing your face. Then, your voice kissed me on my lips, and I felt like I was flying within the emotion...
S: Then soon, give me the sweetest kiss you can find!
Oh, Goddess! It was so exciting! The war seemed so far away! That bathtub was freaking awesome, and... well, it was an experience, how can I say, literally... electrifying, and definitely priceless!
Well, my biotics worked such an amazing way! So, I suppose, science also received a notable contribution that day! I rested in your arms for a long time, in water's relaxing comfort, submerged by your cuddles. You were silent, though. You seemed rapt in mysterious thoughts...
L: What's on your mind, Little Star?
I found your answer pretty funny, at first...
S: Well, I was thinking about... "climax"!
L: Ha Goddess, Emy! You don't happen to have a one-track mind, by any chance, do you?!
However, a moment later, it seemed so sweet to me...
S: Hmm, no. I'm serious! You know, we humans have many words to define the climax. My favorite is "ecstasy", because it conveys the full involvement of senses better than the rest. You know, when our minds, the bodies, and souls become one, and they are at the height of wonder! When everything feels shaken around us, and we feel a total connection of pur senses, which merges together, melting us in everything we go through in perfect harmony, as one! When it seems like if love makes your heart exploding, and it seems... well, it seems so beautiful that you'd like to hover in that wonder, forever! There's nothing like this, and I just can't imagine nothing more beautiful! But, do you see how many words?! I was looking for a single word able to fully describe it! Perhaps, is there anything in your language able to define all these emotions at once?
L: Oh, Shepard! You are so deep, my Love that it would take a whole book to describe You! You're right, "ecstasy" is a beautiful word, and I really like! However, I understand what you mean. Not even in my language is so easy to find something, which suits perfectly. Actually, I have a favorite word too, I think the most correct translation is "love's flight"!
You held me tight, whispering...
S: Oh, wow, "love's flight" sounds great! Maybe, because I love flying, but... I swear, there's nothing more magical and wonderful than flying with you, my Love!
I kissed you onto your tattoo, whispering...
L: Oh, yeah! ... It is to fly with you, my Love! And, I wanna this tattoo, right now!
You kissed me back, but at the word tattoo, you couldn't restrain yourself from grinning, as you hid your eyes behind my neck, breezy voice...
S: Aw, you'll have it! You know, Jack is really excited about! She also got a brand-new tattoo gun. Well, I'm quoting here, she can't wait to make it dance on your... tits!
L: By the Goddess!
… It all began with a placard, remember? The door of the tattoo shop was ajar. A large inscription, carefully placed near the entrance did not bode well. "No Longer In Business." I failed to take an appointment because, you told me it was not necessary. In fact, the Asari shop owner had been really nice to you, and you had gotten your amazing tattoo right away, with no reservation.
I tried to put my head through the door, together with my last ray of hope. The inside was rather dark, but not silent at all. It seemed like it was a relocation in progress. Some of the furniture still remaining had been neatly packed, and stacked against the walls, probably waiting to be shipped somewhere else. Some big crates, however, were scattered here and there on the floor, along with several smaller boxes. The dust was dancing suspended at the only ray of light, which crossing the room, it gave a shape to the objects. While the sweet smell of ink seduced the nostrils.
In the middle of the shop, I could see the noisy silhouette of a Batarian. He was being busy to inspect, one by one, some boxes full of precious equipment. In the dim light, he carefully examined the contents, putting the best pieces in a container bulky that he held between his arms. Tattoo guns of different sizes, and bottles filled with colorful inks ended up in there. Not to mention the vast assortment of sketches and exclusive special paper designs. His face protected by the darkness, the Batarian seemed in the throes of the urge to quickly grab as many things as he could, as if he had sneaked into the store without permission.
After the Cerberus attack, many C-SEC personnel had been deployed to the dock accesses, or as armed support, to protect the Station and the civilians. The Presidium's patrolling had been increased, subtracting personnel from the surveillance activity in the Markets. Unfortunately, this fostered some petty larcenies and looting, sometimes, but it was the lesser evil compared to further possible attacks from the outside.
For this reason, I thought he was a thief. We were alone in the room, and the fellow had not yet noticed me. He held the box with both his hands, and despite the big gun dangling from his belt, he was helpless in front of my biotics. At the first sign of aggressiveness, I could easily lift him into the air, along with his box. So, I thought to catch him red-handed. My firm voice made him jump...
L: Do not move! Your gun is far too big for a removal worker. Furthermore, you are behaving in a rather suspicious way. Turn you slowly, don't put the box down, and come to the light. I'm aiming at you. Mind you, no tricks now!
The Batarian obeyed with no words. He took a couple of steps in my direction, stopping right under the blade of light, which was cutting the vast room into two halves. The eyes of him reacted badly under direct light, while his face writhed in a grimace of alarm annoyance, as soon as he realized who I was.
A: Oh, shit!
I hadn't forgotten that face, and it was clear that, even that face reminded me! However, I was very surprised the Batarian was none other than ... the Aria T-Lock's right hand named Anto! I had to deal with him on Omega, while I was trying to put yourself out of Collectors hands. I thought him a ruthless and very dangerous man. However, I was in a position of clear advantage, and I knew some valuable information about his past!
L: Hey, I know who you are! You were the underboss of Aria back on Omega, weren't you? And... not a sample of loyalty, as I recall. I suspect your boss wouldn't be happy to know how many ways you can get extra cash.
The frown, turned into concern while each of the four eyes of Anto widened, staring at me out of proportion, in a state of apprehension. Until his guttural voice struck the air, to slid curt against his throat, giving rise to a pretty gruff attempt at justification.
A: Very few things are out of the Omega Queen's hands! Even here, on the Citadel, not a leaf stirs, Aria forbid! This shop belongs to her now. The former owner owed a lot of credits to my Boss. You know how it is... a little trouble with justice is all you need, and suddenly, you don't provide guarantees enough for any bank. Well, Antra has had to take advantage of the generosity of my Boss, in the past. But, because of the fucking Cerberus, and the damn hell of the Reapers, the customers of her have dropped dramatically, lately. So, in one word, Aria took the store back.
Of course, Anto's story was plausible, but the tension leaked from all the fallacious eyes of him bugged me. However, there was no aggressiveness in his attitude, and I had not intention, to interfere with something around Aria's business, not even remotely. So, while I was talking, I let the biotic aura dispersing from my fist. In the same way in which the blue shield around my body was getting dissolved.
L: So, you're not a thief! But... you've a knack for tattoos, and such an unbridled passion for darkness! I'd swear you're hiding something, but this is not my business... for the moment. However, I better not find out you were lying. Who knows, your boss would know your secrets... sooner or later.
I gave the Batarian an icy glance of warning, before turning on my heels, striding toward the exit. The conflict in Anto's voice caught me at the door, as embittered and unexpected as his tone of submission.
A: Wait!
Anto put his crate on the floor, and sat down on it, raising his hands. His behavior was calm now, almost kind. He spoke in a low voice. The tone of someone who is making a confession, reluctantly. His eyes were looking for me with respect unforeseen...
A: The mess that you've made back on Omega with those bastards Collectors is enough to assure you, I won't turn against you, Doctor. But, if that's not, you just know that I'm not going to piss off your "deadly" human bondmate! Moreover, Aria displays a soft spot for that infernal woman! I swear it would be dangerous for my health just even try to contradict your "risen from the dead" girlfriend!
At the mere thought that Aria could look at you with whatsoever deal of sexual interest, a burst of jealousy ripped through my stomach, and pins of fear were flowing in my veins, like an icy sign of danger. I could not help but ask...
L: A... soft spot?!
For a split second, little flashes of mischievous allusion rebounded from Anto's eyes. Immediately melted from reassuring words...
A: Sure. Aria takes very much into account the bravery, skill in battle, and mental strength. Your bondmate is such a hell of a warrior, and, very important thing, she has always been very honest with my Boss. Well, here's the list of things that deserve the respect of Aria! You know, just for the record... I guess, my Boss was quite impressed also with you, because when you met on Omega, she said you're... "such a hot piece of ass!"
I tried hard not to take a glacial look away from Anto's mischievous eyes. My discomfort deeply hidden in the biting tone of my retort...
L: Ok, ok. Thanks for the priceless information. It looks like, your boss displays a soft spot for blabbermouths, indeed! Let's go back to us, please!
Four eyes are definitely too many when you do not know where to look. Anto rushed to go ahead uttering a throaty sigh...
A: Ahem... anyway, Aria ordered to use some old contacts of mine, to dig out into this stuff as much as possible. She doesn't care how. She just wants to get back her credits, but also weapons and ammo are more than welcome in times like these! A few weeks ago, I "came into possession" of a big shipment of weapons that... I wanted to keep for myself. However...
The Batarian paused, as if he was searching for his best words. I folded my arms, addressing him my reassuring tone.
L: Come on, I'll hear you!
A: Well, I have a younger brother. His name is Arev, and he's a good boy, unlike me! He has never been cut out to be an Aria's stooge. That's funny, as kids whenever we had a quarrel, I used to tell him that, he was an Asari trapped into a Batarian's body because, Arev didn't like nor violence, or oppression. Ha ha, but at that time, I had not met Aria T-Lock yet! Anyway, you understood what I meant. Arev is the classic exception that proves the rule for my species, like Aria is for your own, I guess! He's a thoughtful guy, and sagacious, always looking for a "diplomatic" solution in all things.
Before she died, our mother made me swear to take care of him, and that's exactly what I was doing here. You know, Arev got talent! He's earning an honest living, doing tattoos, down at the Cargo Hold Area. But, the ink is never enough, and he certainly could not afford this amazing extra luxury equipment! So, I was thinking of taking some of this stuff for Arev, in exchange for a few crates of weapons to Aria, of course.
Anto stopped talking for a moment, peering into my frame of mind. Without realizing it, little by little, I was beginning to sympathize with him, and his brother. Despite Anto's very bad reputation, I knew I could trust him. I didn't know a rational reason, but I felt he was telling me the truth!
A: Well, now you know the whole story... if you were here for a tattoo, I can introduce you to my brother, and... if you'll forget you saw me here, I can get you a premium price!
The mere thought of getting tattooed around bosom zone, from a Batarian, down at the Chargo Hold Area, it was putting a huge strain on my instinct to escape! I knew well how the sudden burst of heat was inflaming my cheeks of shyness. So, instinctively I looked down. Although it was quite difficult to hide my embarrassment, with all those eyes to handle. Thanks to the Goddess, at that moment someone came in, panting and cursing. I got a great opportunity of dodging the question. Another loud voice and guttural, immediately spread its disappointment through the room...
Av: Oh, shit! Then, Antra is really gone away! That sucks! My poor girl, I hope she finds a little luck on Thessia! And poor me too! Looks like I'm screwed!
The Batarian fell down on his knees, in a melancholy resignation pulse. Anto strong voice rang out, with affectionate words...
A: Not until I'll be there, little bro! What's going on?!
Arev winced, rising to his feet. His tone was very surprised, but joyful.
Av: Anto?! Hey, big piece of bro! Oh, please tell me there's some black ink left on this damn Station! I would go crazy to get a bottle!
The Anto eyes lit up with pride, as he pointed to Arev the large box on the floor.
A: Well, you spoiled the big surprise, kid, but... I think there's something you'll like in there!
As soon as Arev slipped his hands into the box, he had an explosion of joy and threw himself into his brother's arms with gratitude.
Av: Oh, brother! Thank the Spirits! I really don't know what to say. You're saving my ass! These tattoo guns are such amazing, and with all that ink, I could tattoo even the big ass of the damned hell for a century! My luck is going through the roof with this equipment! Well, I want to send 20% of my earnings to Antra, every week on Thessia. After all, it's just thanks to her if I can expand my customer base from now on. She's a good girl. Hope some credits can be a helping hand, and she will get back on her feet, soon!
Anto glanced me with satisfaction, saying...
A: I told you he's a good boy!
Arev meek eyes recognized me immediately. He smiled, then greeted me with a nod, as he held out his hand. He spoke in a nice tone and politely...
Av: My name is Arev. It's my very good honor to meet you Dr. T'Soni. You are a true celeb! I assume you're still part of Commander Shepard's crew, aren't you?
I was pleasantly surprised by the amiable ways of Arev. He and Anto did not look like brothers at all.
L: Nice to meet you, Arev. Sure! Normandy is my home, all my family is there!
For sure, his approach was pretty friendly, to say the least...
Av: Oh, I see. Well, you know, to be honest, I need the black ink, to finish my job on that sexy muscles mountain that I've been tattooing for hours. You know, his name is Vega, and he says to be part of your same crew. Well, confidentially... that's exactly the kind of "specimen" I could lose my mind with! I was wondering... since you know him so well, maybe you would be so kind to let me have a date with Vega, one of these days! Aw, I swear it would be great! I could tattooing you, whichever you like in return... of course, for free!
Oh, Goddess! Arev's request hit me so embarrassing way that suddenly, I almost wished to be tattooed! I swallowed noisily a couple of times, before managing to tame my voice. l didn't dare think of asking Vega about the matter, but not even risking to hurt Arev feelings. So, all I needed was just... running away!
L: Aw, you're right, Vega is a pretty tough guy! I cannot promise anything, but... if I get the opportunity, I'll tell him about your idea. Anyway, there's no need anything in return. Well, sorry, but I have to go now. The Normandy is about to leave the Station, I... I really must be going!
... The party was just getting started. There was a friendly, relaxed vibe, and captivating. Tali and I were having a pleasant conversation in the kitchen with Garrus and Samara. I noticed a dark shadow, out of the corner of my eye, who was flailing around by the stairs, in a rather blatant way. I took an intrigued look over Tali's shoulder, and I saw Jack making conspicuous bows in my direction.
When she realized I was watching, she began to climb the stairs, nodding her head to be followed. "The time has come!" I thought. I walked behind Jack, savoring the flood of impatient euphoria, which was rising up my stomach, getting my heart rate hasten. She had a small, lived-in feel leather case in her hand, and worn-out, like a painful evidence of many terrible moments in her own past life.
Jack oozed "potential" in high doses. I was struck by her eyes, so wild and clever, and lighted by a mysterious gaze. Every time she stared at me, it was like falling into a deep hole, with no way to see the bottom. "Don't pay attention to her bad language. It's just an armor. Actually, she's nice and sweet, under the tattoos, when at ease," you said. However, you also said, "Whatever happens, remember, never say the word Cerberus!"
I had no idea what Jack thought of me. However, she had my total sympathy and respect, for the terrible childhood she went through back on Pragia. I was glad to know she had left her past behind, finally finding her way, thanks to the Grissom Academy opportunity.
Jack stopped at the door. She glanced at me, and winked. She looked in a good mood, in excellent shape. However, there was a strange grin on her lips, which didn't bode well. She went quietly into your bedroom. I had never been alone with her before. So, I followed her with an ounce of concern, which I tried to hide behind a bright smile, as I locked the door. The thrill to finally get my tattoo took over, soon...
L: Jack, it's very kind of you to help me with the tattoo. I'm very grateful!
She spoke, relaxed tone, as she placed the box on the bedside table, and opened it.
J: Bullshit! It's fun for me making tattoos. So, you gonna let me enjoy, tonight!
The leather pouch held a small tattoo gun, its own set of needles, a couple of ink tanks, and a smallest wooden case with worn edges, from which she took out a piece of special paper, and a strange pen. Then, Jack reached into her jacket pocket, pulling out a couple of small dry ice packages. She threw them on the bed, a sweeping gesture with her hands, looking at me again, provocative face, exclaiming...
J: C'mon, Tinker Bell! It's time to show me your boobs! But, I warn you, don't get any ideas because, you're not my type!
I felt a little uneasy about Jack's insinuations, at first. You know, I've often wondered about the mysterious reason why you humans seem so obsessed with sex, sometimes, that you refer to it, in almost all of your speeches. However, I wasn't going to be intimidated by Jack. So, I reciprocated the wry smile of her, trying to make myself up to look smugger than she was...
L: Well, fear not, Jack. You're not exactly my type either. You know, actually... only Shepard is definitely my type!
Jack could not hold back a soft mocking smirk, while miming a kiss with her lips, whispering...
J: Hmm, pathetic!
Perhaps, getting tattooed by Jack was not a good idea. I was beginning to think I should never have let you talk me into this! However, when she took her studded jacket off, the tattoos on her skin immediately caught my attention. They really were telling a story. Most of them in a disturbing way, and sad. But, some of them had a significant artistic impact, revealing all Jack skill. So, you were proving to be right, as usual!
I began to unhook the clasps of my armor, in silence. I took my gloves off, one by one, and placed them on the bed. Then, I removed both the arm protectors, the chest armor, and the bodysuit. Meanwhile, Jack was very busy refining the pattern on special paper, reproducing it with great care, and paying no attention to me. When I was ready, I sat on the bed in front of Jack, shirtless. She looked up, careless eyes, at first, but she began staring at me as stunned, soon after. The tattoo gun in one hand, the design fluttering in the other one. Until, her voice rang shrill in the room...
J: Holy crap! Is there no fuckin' gravity on Thessia?!
I had a spontaneous laugh, barely chuckled into my throat, just before exploding, to be turned into a discreet and providential cough. However, Jack's attitude was really fun, and I wanted to play it out, but without it showing. So, I replied in a harmless voice, and blameless...
L: Well, absolutely yes there is! That's almost the same as the Earth, indeed. But... why are you asking, Jack?
She did not answer immediately. She stopped drawing the outline of the tattoo on the special paper, before rolling her eyes, exclaiming in an amused disapproval...
J: Aw, that's a fucking waste, Tinker Bell! Sure as hell, I'd know what to do with such a swag!
A moment later, a veil of darkness dropped into her brown eyes, as she continued to speak...
J: Who knows, maybe I could have. You know, they messed with my hormones when I was just a kid. "A war machine doesn't need any tits" they said!
I had a burst of empathy towards Jack. I wanted her to know that I was somehow there, and I was sorry.
L: Fucking bastards! But... you are free now! And, you could get back what they have stolen, if you like... in a surgical way.
Jack looked at me gratefully. Her respect was emerging through the humor in her words.
J: Yeah! You're right, I could! "I will destroy you... with the power of my tits!" Ha ha, thanks, but I guess a Cheerleader is more than enough for this galaxy! And then, I'm comfortable in this body, by now.
L: Ha ha, yeah! I guess you're right.
Jack rolled her eyes, joking face...
J: But, you have such a swag anyway, and... if I weren't a war machine...
It sounded obvious that Jack was in the mood to joke. Although I had the impression she was teasing me for some reason. I noticed she was confabulating with Joker on her arrival at the party. Perhaps, he asked her to play around with me a little. Joker knew how easy it is, putting me on the spot. To be honest, I was expecting some joke overnight. Anyway, I was not going to let those two, making fun of me. So, I struggled hard not to lose my smug face, saying...
L: Are you hitting on me, Jack? You know, many Asari are not particularly opposed about threesomes from time to time, but... well, I do not have such a tendency. Although if you are interested in this kind of thrill, I can put you in touch with someone who has it.
Jack stood up, coming towards me. She sat up in front of the bed, right to my face, like she gave in serious consideration my offer, provocative smile tattooed on her lips. Then, she shrugged, rolling her eyes once again, sighing ...
J: Nah, don't provoke me Tinker Bell. The blue fuck-buddies of yours might be shocked! Anyway... please, don't lose your list of favs because, I can always change my mind!
Jack's overtone dug a deep chasm within my stomach, from which the feeling of discomfort suddenly overflowed like a waterfall. The mere thought Jack could believe that I was having any kind of sex outside of the romance of ours, and maybe I had a file full of contacts of my supposed friends with benefit, was killing me. I could feel my cheeks on fire. The words plodded along my parched throat. Rolling up, they tried to climb, only to be transformed into a disjointed babble, and pathetic...
L: L-List o-of...what? N-No, I-I don't... they're n-not my f-friends! T-They... d-don't... I-I have n-never... Oh, Goddess!
Jack used my given name for the first time. The look on her face was sparkling, cryptically, but her eyes had still meek. She put a light hand on my shoulder, stretching a little towards me. A faint smile sweetened her lips, as the tone of her voice was friendly.
J: Hey, take a breath! Look, I'm sorry, Liara! I feel like an idiot for listening to Joker! That asshole called me out to embarrass you with sex! He said you wouldn't have lasted three minutes before you started stuttering. Instead, you almost made me blush at some point, and believe me, it doesn't happen very often.
I felt relieved, although a pungent annoyance towards Joker's attitude was rummaging within my thoughts. Uneasiness took my stomach, keeping to rise, like it was simmering under my skin, until my disappointment sighed out.
L: It's OK, Jack, it's not your fault! Well, Joker has been driving me crazy for weeks! He never misses an opportunity to mock me. Ah, Goddess! How I wish he'd stop for once! You know, despite what the Joker says, I think there's nothing to be ashamed of sex. We Asari have no taboo about it! We think that's one of the pleasant aspects of life. I'm just a very private person, that's all! However, it's not a secret that I think sex is worthless without love! But... some humans look like addicted, indeed. Actually, I suppose Joker looks harder addicted than anybody else!
The sincerity in Jack's ebony eyes caressed my face, as the pleasant harmony softened all around, spreading a relaxed feeling of well-being for both of us.
J: Oh, don't listen to him. He's just sexually repressed. It will stop, when he'll finally find a way to get EDI into bed, trust me! Anyway, now I understand why Shepard is so crazy about you. You know what? I'm damn proud to sign your love promise with my tattoo!
L: Thanks, Jack. The honor is mine! I wouldn't want anyone else to!
Jack winked...
J: Cool! Then, you just keep your girlfriend out of the fuckin' trouble, okay? And, give me a shout if you need any help!
L: Oh, I will. I promise!
Jack started up the tattoo gun, grinning...
J: C'mon, let's start! I don't want that pack of soakers knock back all my special stash, without us!
L: Special stash? Are you referring to the mysterious crates stacked in the kitchen?
A flash of greedy fervor was kindled Jack's eyes, making her impatient voice and smug ...
J: Moonshine, Tink! What I'm talking about! And, Tequila, Rum, Vodka, and the hell knows what else! You know, I still have a few "old friends" among the pirates who hanging out the Terminus. It was fuckin' hard, but eventually, I got me the whole collection of the hell terrestrial rotgut. For the joy of your girlfriend, and the whole rest of the crew. But, I gotta warn you. Be careful with that stuff. If you don't have what it takes, you'll fall down your knees at your first shot!
I winked back at her, a gloated grin on my face, when I said...
L: Don't worry, Jack. I'm biotics too!
… By the Goddess! How right Jack was! Actually, drinking so much isn't something I've ever had to do before! Well, it was like being in a distillery! Moonshine, Vodka, Tequila, and to quench my thirst, only Canadian beer! The music dragged us into the heady atmosphere of the party. We danced like crazy, until dawn. That was... a hell of a party! Do you remember, Emy? We were the last ones to crash on your couch, and I looked even worse than Tali! Goddess, when I think back to the things I told you that night, I just want to run and hide!
I'm still wondering how we got to your bedroom! I just remember I grabbed a hold of your waist. The journey seemed endless, and we risked falling down the stairs, at least a dozen times. My mouth tasted horrible! I felt like floating around, while dozens of objects also was floating around me! The alcohol was flowing copiously through the veins of the both of us, with the unexpected collateral effect making me fairly talkative, and no limits boldness...
L: Hey, blondie! Are you still the Commander, Babe?!
Thanks to the Goddess, You were not exactly... "sober"! You fell on the bed, thinking carefully for a few seconds, before mumbling an answer.
S: Hum, well, I... I guess so!
I spoke in an unusually loud voice, in total belief to say pretty darn sensible things.
L: So, why don't you order this damn room to stop spinning around, once and for all?!
The unbridled laughter of yours, boomed in my brain, like the clapper of a bell...
S: Ha ha, Jesus Christ! You're totally bombed, Little Heart! C'mon, I'll take care of you now! Here, you sit here, good!
I felt myself pulling, and I wound up in your arms. You helped me with delicate care to lay me down on the bed more comfortably. Your face was close, and my gaze dipped into your own. You were so gorgeous to take my breath away. I had no idea what I was saying, but I was just saying it!
L: Thanks Sugarplum... oh, you look so hot, you know? Hmm, you drive me nuts, Cutie-pie! I... I like everything about you... you are... you're a bomb!... Oh yeah, my sexy bomb! Did I ever tell you, what's my favorite thing about you?! It's your killer backside, kitty, here's what! Yeah, Baby! It makes me lose my mind, you know? Ha ha...
You stared at me mouth-agape look, as you let yourself slide backwards, bursting into a big laugh...
S: Ha ha... I can hardly believe my ears! Ha ha, here I thought it was my eyes!
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't explain myself the reason for your laughter. I tried to grasp my thoughts, but they slipped away, fleeing my mind. I was a little confused, but then, new thoughts began to sway in my head, until everything became clear...
L: Well, because you're drunk too! I'll let you in on a secret. Ha ha... sometimes, on a mission... instead of watching your back... ha ha... I watch your ass! Hum... the low professional side of your back, ha ha!
The more I talked, the more you stared at me amused face. I did not understand anything, once again, and then, you said...
S: Oh, Jesus! Liara, ha ha... you'll get me killed, someday!
Suddenly, all that I felt was just fear, and alarm, and guts. My love feelings took over the alcohol haze. For a minute, I was me again. I gripped your hands, as my heart started pounding in my chest. Just for a second, I was absolutely in my right mind, but... it lasted a breath.
L: Oh, no! No, no, no, don't worry, Cupcake! That won't happen! Oh, I love you so badly, Baby! I'll take care of you, you'll see! No fear, I'll got only your back from now on... Little Puppy!
You tried to sit closer, bemused face, stretching your neck, to place an ear next to my mouth. Your voice unable to hide the amazement.
S: Little... Puppy?!
I saw no reason to wonder in something that sounded absolutely obvious in my eyes.
L: Well, I'm 77 years older than you, Shepard. If you call me "My Little Baby Girl"... how the hell should I call you?!
S: Yeah, that makes a lot of sense! Hmm, alright. "Little Puppy" is cool, but... not in front of the crew, okay?
L: I promise! Ha ha, woe betide us if Joker heard about it! Hmm, I love you, Little Puppy, but... I think I'm too drunk to... prove... that... t-o... y-...
I could not keep my eyes open. The room turned black. In the last glimmer of awareness, I heard your sweet, amused voice enveloping the room. Your strong arms carefully placed the pillow behind my head. The soft lips of yours, flavored Moonshine were slowly pressing on mine.
S: Yeah, sure. I see! I love you too, and... I suppose, I'll make you get drunk more often, from now on, Little One. You know, you drive me nut when you don't know what you're saying! Come on, come here, my beautiful blue Sugary. Here you go! You just rest now. Goodnight!
We fell on the spot into a deep sleep, still fully clothed, sweetly embraced in your bed, and surrounded by an alarming number of empty bottles.
The hangover took the place of the liquor in my mind, and I was feeling as if I'd just closed my eyes. The headache gave me back the control of my thoughts, but painfully. Your perfume wrapped up my pillow, and I thought I was still dreaming. Instead, I was awakening, between your caresses, with pleasant slowness. The first thing I heard was the gentle sound of your voice, but tempting...
S: Oof, what a night, but... look who's here!
You gently smiled, lips rested on my breath. Your delicate hands lovingly greeted on my cheeks. I knew well the look on your face. That undefinable mix of desire and emotion that makes run my heart, and draws me every time, fatally in your breathing! I love the so special way you make me feel, as if nothing in the world was more important than me, than us...
L: Is it morning already?
You looked nice and fresh, like after a 12-hours' sleep. Instead I felt like a mess, but happy. No trace of aftermath all over your satisfied face, nor at the bottom of your gaze, so thrilled.
S: Yeah! And it's a perfect one!
L: How I wish we could spend every morning like this! But, I'm afraid we'll have to hurry, Shepard. The rest of our friends must be already waiting for us!
A cloud of concern crossed your gaze, immediately hidden behind a sensuous sound in your voice...
S: Nah, it's still early, they will be sleeping. Who knows when we'll get another morning as perfect as this, Sweetheart! And then, I haven't seen your tattoo... yet.
I stood like suspended at your smile, in the ray of light at the bottom of your gaze. I let myself go to the contact of your hands absorbed in stroking my cheeks. I couldn't do without the delicate caresses of your lips, so intimately enveloped with emotion. You kissed me sweetly, deeply. We felt safe within a magical kiss, which was protecting us from any harm, boldly. Our faithful shelter, like an invincible shield made of love to be yelled in front of our fate!
… Liara brings a Shepard's hand up to her lips, and gently kisses it. She thinks back, with a burst of love, to all the precious moments of intimacy she had with Shepard. The same sweet light gets Liara's eyes once again, her lips widen into a large smile full of joy...
L: Hey, it's been so beautiful, remember? Just the two of us, in a perfect morning! Every time we merge together, our relationship grows out of proportion. Ah, Goddess, Shepard! What an amazing ride it's been! You know, sometimes I cannot believe we did that for real! We defeated the Reapers, that... that the galaxy is safe and sound now, and the two of us... we had the good luck to come out alive in this! I still can't believe that all this happened, I feel like I will wake up in a bed, sooner or later, realizing that it's been nothing but a dream!
But then, I look at you, I cling to your hand, and I feel your heart beating, your breathing, and... I would like to see me in your eyes, but... I cannot, because your eyes are closed for over five months, my Star! So, I realize everything really happened, and I just want to hug you, to say I love you! I'm going to repeat you now, what I told you that day, before coming back aboard the Normandy, remember?
"Whatever happens, I know you'll see this through. And I'll be right there, with you!" I love you, Shepard, and I know that you will find your way home, someday! You know that I can wait, no matter how long it will take! I'll be right here when you wake up.
Liara's cheek lands lovingly on the back of Shepard's hand, stroking it tenderly. Her lips move along the Shepard's wrist, unclosing in a kiss. Then, Liara's lips turn out into a bright smile. A splash of sagacity sounds with Liara's voice...
L: Hey, did you hear me?... Little Puppy!
To be Continue...