Hi. In this chapter I wrap up the aftermath of ME3 and set up our heroes for a nice event hosted by the Galactic Council. Also, I wanted to take things further for Miri and give her a special someone. And since my favorite color is purple lavender...
Chapter 15, That dumb shit never happened/Ciux
Some really negative fortunetellers had foreseen the end. The Relays would blow up, famine would spread and it would take ages for the Galaxy to recover. Blah blah blah.
Well you know what? That dumb shit never happened.
Cannibals, brutes and the like plopped down, frozen, lifeless. Within seconds all fighting ceased across the galaxy. The day came to be known as Victory day. Krogan, asari, turians, all races celebrated that night in a massive salute to life.
When the Reapers died the Normandy sped to the Citadel, safely picking up Shepard and Liara. At London hospital they were reunited with most of their crew.
The huge hulking Reapers simply died and drifted in space, excellent resources for the ingenious Quarians and their tireless companions, the Geth.
A huge cleanup and rebuilding job awaited the survivors - but the Geth surprised them all. Like a helpful, friendly swarm of locusts they spread, working 24 hours a day to clean up The Citadel, Palaven, Thessia, Earth. A few protests were launched against the synthetic "invaders" but the insane tempo in which they restored cities and infrastructure quickly silenced the critics. You can't argue with results.
The Geth called it "helping".
Everyone else called it "Space magic".
The Citadel held another surprise. A couple of hours after the crucible fired millions and millions of Keepers came swarming from the belly of the mysterious space station. In the first week these relentless workers cleared all rubble, paving the way for restoration work. On top of that, they respectfully put all dead bodies in funeral bags, handing them over to their respective embassies. As a result of the Geth and the Keepers, 4 weeks after 'Victory day' the Citadel had been restored to proper, working order.
The council wasted no time and declared one day of mourning and 3 days of celebrations.
5 weeks after Victory day
"Jane, you really enjoy it when I wear a little something when we make love. Am I correct?"
Shepard raised her head. "Uh?" Was she talking about sex? "What?" Completely stuck in some boring mission debrief reports the question hit her like a welcome brick. Looking around the room she couldn't see her bondmate.
She licked her lips. "Uh yes... you're absolutely right. Where are you?" The large bedroom in their Citadel apartment appeared to be empty.
Wearing only soft orange bra and panties Liara stepped out from behind their huge mirror. "I found some new lingerie. Like it?" She posed, bright blue eyes sparkling with joy.
Jane gasped. Liara was a dream. A tempting, sensual dream. The warm color of her underwear beautifully complemented that fabulous blue body.
"Ggg... "
She drank in the sight of her bondmate. Long, slender legs that reached all the way to heaven. Full, wide hips, only partly obscured. The asari's gorgeous taut stomach made her mouth water. The fabric of her bra strained to hold her huge seductive breasts. Stunning.
"I'll take that as a yes." Liara paused, leaned into her hip, placing a hand on it. "For you Shepard."
It was not just her near-nakedness, her perfect curves. The asari's movement was sheer elegance, delicate motion, befitting for a lady her stature. But under the surface her body language promised wild, uninhibited sex.
Shep felt like a voyeur when she used the mirror to get a peek of Liara's wonderful ass. "You're a Goddess! How did I get so lucky?"
"Thank you. And tonight is where you're going to get lucky."
Placing both hands on Jane's shoulders Liara straddled her bondmate. "If you behave and be a good Commander during the dance..."
"Oh shit the dance!"
The Council, in all their wisdom (she rolled her eyes) had planned activities to celebrate the end of the war and to honor the savior of the Galaxy. She hated the spotlight and had been able to avoid most festivities but was unable to skip the grand final, the dance.
"Mgghh..." Planting her hands on the asari's bare waist she adored the feeling of the magnificent curves. Carefully, playfully she bit a blue shoulder, tasting that cinnamon alien sensation she simply adored.
"Do we have to go?"
Liara laughed when she noticed the disappointment on Jane's face. "Yes, we have to go!"
Jane hummed and placed her lips on Liara's shoulder again, licking the delicious skin. 'I love the w-way you taste. I love everything about you." She licked her lips as she looked up into Liara bright blue eyes. "I might be addicted to you. Can you help?"
"Oh I can help! But not right now."
Jumping off Shep's lap she stood right in front of her lover. She knew the effect she had on Jane and as usual it gave her a huge boost. It felt so damned good to be wanted, to be desired! Brimming with confidence she placed a foot on Jane's chair and mischievously played with the waistband of her panties. "Maybe tonight we can have some fun..."
"You're just..." Hissing though her teeth Jane reached for the maiden who laughed, slipping just out of reach, "teasing me!"
"Correct Spectre!" Liara smiled from ear to ear, "and loving it. But we have to get ready. Dance first. Playtime later!"
000
Miranda Lawson was having a lovely time at the hospital. Oxymoron alert!
But it was simple truth. Once she learned that her own injuries and Liara's injuries were not life threatening she allowed herself to relax. She managed to acquire a bottle of champagne. On only the third night after the destruction of the reapers they had a very small, very private party in Liara's hospital room. The asari had never tried champagne and absolutely hated the taste but it didn't take anything away from their joyful celebration. Commander Jane Shepard, Liara T'Soni and Miranda Lawson toasted to the end of the war, long life and a quick recovery for the Galaxy.
One week after Victory day Shep and Liara left. Miri stayed. Her talent was sorely needed. The doctors of London hospital had immediately accepted her when they realized her extensive medical expertise.
She worked non-stop, taking care of the wounded and dying, performed surgeries and guided a haphazard team of nurses and volunteers. It felt fantastic to be so busy, to help, to be needed. She knew she was saving lives, was making a difference. The gratitude from her many patients fulfilled her with pride and joy. More than ever she felt like she'd found her calling. This was her talent. This was her place.
And then... there was Ciux. A very young, bright asari medical student who was attending London college when the reapers landed. She revealed very little about herself, instead focusing on helping the wounded. Miranda was immediately taken with the intelligent, quick witted maiden. The attraction appeared to be mutual - Ciux always just happened to be close by and it happened more then once that the duo found each other after midnight in the hospital cafetaria, talking the late hours away. Their conversations were meaningful, joyful and heartfelt.
Ciux was like a breath of fresh air. In the daytime she was often at Miri's side, enthusiastically helping whenever she could. At night Miranda found herself looking for the asari's company. Ciux proved to be incredibly smart and Miranda thoroughly enjoyed being being around someone of her own intelligence.
For an asari she was quite tall, almost three inches taller then herself. That was rare and yet another reason why she found herself intrigued by the maiden.
With her slender frame and long legs Ciux was a stunner. 'Handsome' would be an understatement. Perfect oval face, her skin tone a light, soft purple lavender. She couldn't recall ever seeing such a gorgeous color. An innocent, youthful honesty radiated from her large lavender eyes - more then once Miri found herself mesmerized by the astonishing gems.
The young asari had somehow picked up a bit of British accent and Miri always smiled as she heard it roll of the maiden's lips. And there was something else. When she walked, people stared. With longing in their eyes. There was a refined, spectacular sensuality in the way she moved that belied her age.
Miranda saw no choice but to ask her about it.
"My mom," the young maiden bared her teeth in a lovely smile, "in asari society she's well respected, a confidant of the heart. From a very young age she's taught me how to speak, sit and walk as a lady. How did you notice?"
"The way you move is a... is extremely alluring. I noticed." Biting her lower lip Miri felt like she was caught peeking. "Surely I'm not the first one to tell you?"
Ciux laughed cheerfully and it was the the most charming sound Miranda had ever heard inside a hospital.
"Indeed you're not the first to tell me. But you're one of the few whose opinions I really value." She smiled shyly as she casually touched Miranda's shoulder.
Was it casual?
"By the way, please call me Lav. All my friends call me Lav. For lavender."
"I'd like that. Lav. And I hope this doesn't sound odd but I love your skintone, it's gorgeous."
"Thank you. And likewise, your ivory color is splendid!" Somewhere along the line she'd picked up the word 'splendid' and Miri grinned as she heard the adorable alien pronounce it with a bit of a british accent. How long had Lav been in London?
Ciux smiled again, flashing her perfect teeth. "Say Miri," her voice rose an octave, betraying her nervousness, "I'm... I would... like to get to know you better... w-wanna go out tomorrow night?"
Ciux didn't let go of her shoulder, caressing her gently. Feeling her body hum with excitement Miranda resisted the urge to pull in the cute asari. "Oh... yes. Definitely yes!" She could barely believe it. This heavenly creature wanted to spend more time with her. Making eye contact, Ciux's deep lavender pools encouraged her, making her feel like a high school girl falling heed over heels. "Where... where would you like to go?"
"You choose."
"Well there is the dance. I've been invited by the Council... But that's three days away. Shall we go there together?"
"Council dance? You're invited? Splendid!" Her face lit up. "I'd love to go to there with you!" She smiled form ear-to-ear. The thought of accompanying Miranda to the Citadel for such a prestigious event was thrilling. "That would be... very nice! But... I don't wanna wait that long. Know a charming little restaurant. Tomorrow?"
Miri felt a surge of excitement. Ciux didn't want to wait, she wanted to see her soon!
"It's a deal."
She'd never considered herself a cheerful, humorous woman but Ciux brought out the best in her. On their first ever 'date' (oh how she hated the word) the two were laughing and smiling all throughout dinner. She loved how the sparkly maiden made her feel so at ease, so comfortable. Upon leaving the tiny restaurant they made their way to Miri's place.
"Yes I know it's modest," Miranda grinned, "but with you here it looks a whole lot better."
Acknowledging the sweet compliment with a nod Ciux studied the hospital basement room that had been transformed into Miri's quarters. 'Modest' was high praise. It was a total dump - unsurprising and expected given the fact that the war had ended only 5 weeks earlier. And still much better then the smelly dorm she shared with a dozen students.
"Thank you. And..." Turning back to Miranda she took her hand and admired the soft, alabaster skin. Feeling sweet butterflies she drank in the sight of the beautiful woman in front of her. Would she dare? "It's been a wonderful evening. I truly enjoy your company. I... I wouldn't even..."
Sensing a warm blush on her face she tried to turn away but Miranda stopped her, cupping her cheek. The touch was electric - a warm rush coursing through her veins. "I want..."
"I feel it too," Miranda whispered. A gentle movement, she pulled her even closer. Ciux's blush intensified. She blinked twice bit didn't look away.
Time froze between them.
"I feel very much attracted to you... and I sense it's mutual. Am I... am I right?" Dizzy with anticipation she held her breath. The amazing lavender eyes had her hypnotized.
Ciux smiled a sweet smile. "You're right. It's a p-pleasure to be with you. We could..." Leaning in, she stared deeply into Miranda's eyes. They opened up to each other and their lips nearly met. "I like y-you. We could..."
"Oh Ciux..." Sucking in her breath Miri closed the distance, tenderly brushing against Lav's cheek before kissing her. Her heart was pounding incredibly loud as she felt Lav respond.
Gently kissing, exploring, they embraced. Miranda adored the soft lips, the magnificent body pressing against hers. Feeling light in the head she allowed her hands to circle the slim waist.
Only one thought remained in her excited mind: This could be the start of something special!
