A/N: What up! It's been a long time! I felt rather satisfied with this series, but I've decided to leave it open in case I post again in the future as I am today ^^ I can't really say I'll ever be done with Liara Femshep one shots ^^

Dedicated to my own love, 1Syphira, because we bonded over many a night whilst drooling over our favorite pair on DeviantART XD

As always, thank you thank you for reading!

Context: Sometime in ME3, aboard the Normandy.

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Shepard's eyes flashed from her terminal to Liara, back and forth several times. Her eyes were wide and her irises were drowned out by her dilated pupils. Liara was simply lying in her bed, fully clothed in some loungewear and reading a datapad, but Shepard had been curious about something and … one extranet search led to another and … "Chm," Shepard coughed to calm herself. She could feel her cheeks reddening. She bit down on her tongue in an attempt to sober herself, averting her eyes from her terminal.

Liara glanced up at her. "Shepard, are you all right?"

"Fine," Shepard answered, her voice cracking a bit.

Liara knit her brows briefly and smiled. "What are you doing?"

"I uh…" Shepard's eyes darted around the room as she tried to think of something.

"You…" Liara raised an amused brow, "what?"

Shepard chuckled. "Well, I know that people are um…'fans' of us and I wanted to see what was out there on this site called divergentART and well… you have a lot of fans, Liara."

Her bondmate frowned. "What do you mean, Shepard?"

The commander coughed again in her awkwardness. "Well…they have made some very compelling pieces of artwork with you…um…nope, let's forget it."

Liara's eyes became round in alarm. "You don't mean…?"

Shepard nodded.

Liara buried herself beneath a pillow immediately. If Shepard wasn't worried she'd made Liara upset, she would have laughed at the adorable display. "Li?" she called as she stood and made her way to the bed. To her surprise Liara began to chuckle. "Li?" she asked incredulously once again.

Liara emerged, her cheeks lilac. "I may have browsed on that site as well…there are several depictions of us…together…and several of you alone that…" Liara blushed a deeper purple before spitting it out "I enjoyed."

Shepard's eyes widened in delighted surprise and she grinned. "You're kidding."

Liara shook her head and grinned back, her eyes dimming slightly and Shepard wondered if it was at the mere recollection of some of those images.

Shepard laughed. "Well then…so…which one's your favorite?"

Liara's grin broadened and she dashed for the terminal, calling out "I have an account, actually. I've saved my favorites."

Feeling rather warm all of a sudden, Shepard unzipped her hoody and dashed after Liara. She peered over the asari's shoulder at the terminal as she signed in, kissing her crest. "Omegawdess is your username?" Shepard chuckled with a raised brow.

Liara stuck her tongue out in mischief. "If Aria ever discovers it, I'm looking forward to her attempts to find out who is making her look like a 'LiaraXShepard shipper' as they call it on this site."

Shepard laughed. "My lips are sealed."

"They better not be," Liara glanced up at her playfully.

The commander was ill-equipped to answer with anything but a wide-eyed trance. Liara laughed, breaking it. "Anyway…" Shepard said, rolling her eyes. "Which one's your favorite?"

Liara shook her head and gestured at the terminal. "I told you, I have many favorites. Here." She brought up her 'favourites' page and traded places with the commander so that Shepard was in the captain's chair.

Shepard wore that entranced expression again. She had to stop herself from drooling as she scrolled through the plethora of images that displayed her and Liara in incredibly delicious ways. She mentally catalogued a number of new things for them to try. She kept scrolling and noticed a folder to the side labeled "Shepard".

"What's this?" she asked and looked up at Liara with a smirk.

"Your blood must be rushing to other places than your mind, Commander," Liara laughed. "I'll repeat myself: I browsed for pictures of just you at first."

Shepard quirked a brow and opened the folder. She breezed through them; after all she'd certainly seen it all. "Wow, I guess I should wear a bathing suit more often," she teased, earning a swat. She chuckled. "And apparently I need to work out with some dumbbells sometime? You know I go on crazy missions with heavy armor and guns to lug around, right? I'd say that's a good work out."

Liara looked away, biting her lip. "You don't go swimming often either…Nonetheless…"

Shepard continued scrolling. Some of the pictures were flattering and she didn't come across anything offensive which made sense given whose favourites folder she was looking through. One gave her pause though. "What's this? Am I wearing?..." She brought up a larger image of the artwork and her mouth gaped. "What am I, in this one, a school mistress? Is that a whip?! What is that?" Come to think of it, Liara was an academic before I kidnapped her. She looked up at Liara, but her bondmate hid, ducking behind her and the chair. She looked backed at the image. "You commented on it!"

"Oh Goddess, Shepard," Liara said, mortified.

Shepard viewed Liara's comment and her eyes widened as she quoted. "'I have a feeling this would work for Dr. T'Soni.'"

"Goddess," Liara repeated.

Shepard turned around, trying to keep her smirk minimal. "We've never done role play, but uh…" she paused as she reflected on the scenario on display behind her now. "I'm uh…willing."
Nice. So charming and debonair, Shep. she rolled her eyes at herself. "More than willing," she added to make up for it.

Liara didn't emerge from hiding.

"Would it help if I told you I have a fantasy of my own we haven't tried?" she asked.

Liara came out of hiding at last. "Oh?" she said, her tone non-committal, but Shepard could tell she had piqued the scientist's interest.

Shepard nodded her head slowly. She rose and took Liara's wrist to lead her to the bed. "Mmm hmm, and if you want, we can do this stuff in melds first," she smiled and caressed Liara's cheek as they sat on the bed.

Liara closed her eyes, appearing to bask in Shepard's touch. "Mmm," she hummed in approval.

"In the meantime," Shepard smirked. She cupped Liara's chin to bring her in for a kiss. "Guess who has an N7 swimsuit?"