Author's Disclaimer: I don't own a thing belonging to "Mass Effect 2."
Author's notes: This chapter came about cause it fell out of my head practically. I love Mordin and his involuntarily scientific teasing. And who says he wouldn't want a physical on Shepard after what Cerberus did to her?
"Attachments"
Chapter five "The Professor"
Shepard entered the lab on the fore side of the main deck of the Normandy, the door hissing and irising opening for her. Their newest recruit, a salarian doctor named Mordin Solus, had been picked up on Omega and he was always at work. Before she got up, long after lights out and through the crew's third shift, Shepard was sure of it. Mordin had a curious mind and even his fast speech didn't deter her. He always had something fascinating to say and lately odd bits of humor had been speckled through.
"How are you doing, Mordin? All set up?" Shepard asked. The salarian blinked his large eyes at her and smiled.
"Just fine. Right now, going over Cerberus crew member's medical charts. All in good health, mind you, but the dental explosion capsules really should go…"
Shepard raised an eyebrow at that. "I hope you didn't disturb them. Can't lose the crew right now."
"Or at all," Mordin agreed. "Did not bother their teeth, though, I doubt most know they have them. Cerberus really is quite cautious, aren't they?"
"I hope they'll realize in working with you and the others that not just humanity has the best minds to offer. Especially yours," Shepard said.
Mordin shrugged, passing a long finger over his data pad to swipe to the next chart. "You flatter me. Am abit rusty on human physiology but will be up to speed in no time. Speaking of, would like to document a physical from you."
Shepard's cock twitched and she resisted the urge to cross her legs. "Uhm…..why? I had one….right after Freedom's Progress." The memory of a blue crest bobbing up and down over her shaft came to mind.
Mordin chuckled. He aimed a glance to the lab door; it was closed. No one would hear. Maybe Tali had taken the bugs out of his lab as well. Shepard really had to check.
"Am aware of the….changes attached to you with Project Lazarus. Is similar to males of your species. Would like to see first-hand Cerberus's work. They claim to be top notch."
Shepard scratched her cheek, her face as red as her hair. "I'm not showing you my….cock."
Mordin laughed. "Shocked at the implication! Wouldn't dream of….mockery. Merely for medical satisfaction. You have to admit, this is a new development."
Shepard groused. "In more ways than one. You'd make sure no one could….read my physical chart?"
"Please, Shepard. Will save your file under old STG passcode. No one from Cerberus will be able to hack it."
"Make it quick. Either before Ilium or after."
Mordin gave a nod. "Am aware of your plans with Dr. T'soni. On the way there, should suffice. We could do it in your captain's quarters to ensure privacy."
Shepard gave a nod, resigning herself to stripping in front of her salarian teammate. At least he hadn't suggested Chakwas. Shepard really didn't want her knowing about her change.
"Very well. Meet me upstairs in an hour."
"Will be there," Mordin said. Shepard left through the hall door and made her way to the armory to check on Jacob.
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"Shepard, thank you for letting me do this," Mordin began, juggling a few data pads as he stepped off the elevator into her quarters.
Shepard rubbed the back of her neck. She was still dressed in her Cerberus casual uniform and wasn't looking forward to this. "Yeah well…remind me why I want to do this again?"
Mordin blinked large eyes at her. "For good of scientific research. May help humans one day, think long-term if it helps."
Shepard spread her hands, wincing. "That's me, trying to benefit mankind and all that."
"Noted. Take off clothes, please."
At least he'd said please. Shepard kicked off her boots and unbuttoned her uniform shirt, tossing it on the bed. She pulled off her compression shirt beneath then her sports bra. Mordin was nodding, taking notes as he observed more pale flesh criss-crossed with random orange scars.
"Can see where the Lazarus project left marks on you. Most interesting. Does it hurt at all?" He asked. Shepard grunted, half turning to unzip and drop her fatigues, keeping her boxers on.
"No, not really. The cybernetic implants they put in boosted my strength and biotics so all good there."
"Definitely helped what's already defined," Mordin said, trailing one long finger down the back of a defined deltoid muscle. Shepard grimaced at how cold his touch was. "Very well shaped, for human, you understand."
"Glad to hear it," Shepard said dryly. Mordin gestured to her boxer shorts.
"Lower those as well."
"Oh for! How about I just give you a peek at it and keep 'em on? It's kinda cold up here," Shepard complained. Mordin gave a smirk at her and tapped one finger on his data pad.
"Please. Won't take long."
"FINE." Shepard dropped her boxers and crossed her arms across her breasts, trying to ignore how Mordin's eyes widened at the sight of her. Her shaft lay against her thigh, nowhere near arousal.
"Fascinating. Looks far….more realistic than just a mod. Is it shaped through your clitoris?" Mordin asked.
Shepard looked away, turning red. "Yeah. I, uh, still have the opening. But there's more."
"Interesting. Have you used this new attachment?"
Shepard coughed, her face as red as her hair. "Maybe?"
"Not a definitive answer," Mordin scolded. "Yes or no."
Shepard groaned and tugged her boxers back up. "Yes, okay? Cerberus threw these two asari at me and well I wasn't in the best position to fight against it."
Mordin looked at her with something akin to pity. It made her ache. But he nodded. "Can understand. If not your idea, can feel like betrayal. Did you at least enjoy yourself?"
Shepard rotated at Mordin's point, and he made notes on her back muscles. "Yeah…. And I ejaculated if that's what you're getting at."
"Interesting. Male part of physiology apparent. Wonder if that was Cerberus's aim…."
Shepard grimaced, looking back to Mordin. "I wondered that myself. They want my dna for something. Guess they didn't want to just impregnate me when they want me on the front lines."
"No, that would be impossible. You'd be out for quite some time," Mordin agreed. "The implications are shocking. Wonder if Miranda knew about these high plans for you."
"Well, she did reconstruct me. I imagine she may," Shepard said dryly, forming a bicep at Mordin's urging. The orange lines beneath her skin moved with the gesture.
Mordin stared at her, large eyes unblinking. "Interesting. Will be keeping an eye on her."
His tone was less jovial and held a deadly tone. Shepard was glad suddenly that he was on her side. "Thanks."
"No, thank you, Shepard. Interesting work. Help against Collectors. Good mission at end of life," Mordin said jovially now. Shepard could sense a hint of weariness behind his gaze. Mordin was holding onto something she was all too familiar with. Guilt. Shepard reached for her shirt, resolved to befriend her salarian teammate gradually. He was already proving a good ally.
"Anytime. Uhm, are we done?"
"Yes, have sufficient data. May hurry and cover self, lest I find you attractive," Mordin joked. Shepard groaned and reached for her fatigues.
"Later, Mordin," she said as he made his way to the elevator, juggling his data pads.
"Yes, much later. Good luck with your mission with Dr. T'Soni. Hope all goes well for you."
'Shit does everyone know Liara and I used to be lovers?' Shepard thought. She gave a nervous smile.
"I'll do my best."
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"Shepard! It's good to see you!" Liara smiled up at Shepard as she entered her office. Garrus and Tali filed in after her and all nodded at each other. The mood felt calm, so Shepard had no problem getting down to it.
"I know you're looking for the Shadow broker. Cerberus gave me data on where to find him. Interested?" Shepard couldn't help her tell-tale smirk as Liara's eyes lit up at her.
End for now
End notes: Lair of the shadow broker time! Any Mordin lovers? Review if you liked.
Pen 3/10/2021