AN: I meant for this to be an awesome BDSM piece to blow off a bit of frustration (school, COVID, etc.). However, I'm honest enough to admit I suck at writing that, and I can't deny myself some Shep/Liara fluff. Thank you to those who have read this, and I'm studying to improve my Mass Effect fanfiction skills!


Liz's eyes bulged at Liara's request. "Let...let you take control?" She didn't know why, but the idea of Liara-sweet, innocent Liara-seizing control of her made her extremely...hot.

Liara frowned a bit, running her thumb across Shepard's lips. "You don't like the sound of that, Liz?" Sighing, the Asari stood and went to make her way around the commander. "I mean, I knew you liked being in charge, but if you can't relinquish that power sometimes…"

"No! I mean…" Liz, still on the floor, crawled over to where Liara was standing. "For you, anything, Liara. Whenever, whatever." Liara grinned and reached out her hand to pull Shepard up.

"That's what I like to hear. However, could we just enjoy each other today, as equals?" Liara's eyes reverted back to the sweet blue orbs that Liz had already lost herself in a few times today.

Instead of answering her, Liz leaned forward and kissed Liara, running her hands over the Asari's crest, enjoying the sound of Liara's moans. Moving backwards, Liz pulled Liara to the bed and softly pushed her onto the soft mattress. Liz crawled over Liara, kissing her neck before moving back to her mouth.

Liz couldn't get enough of the Asari, and it surprised her that she was already turned on more from kissing Liara than she'd ever been with any other lover before. She ran her hands down Liara's dress, grabbing a breast and rubbing the nipple, grinning as it hardened under her touch.

"Can I see your body, Liara?" Even before Akuze, Liz had never asked permission to take off anyone's clothes. However, she felt the need for acceptance with Liara more than control over her. At her lover's nod, Liz began unfastening the form-fitting piece of clothing.

Once Liara was naked, she seemed to feel a sense of urgency, and that meant divesting Liz of all of clothes as well. Thankfully, the commander's clothes were much less restricting and easier to remove. The two fell back into bed with a slightly frenzied need to touch, taste, and experience each other completely.

Distracting Liara with a heated kiss, Liz ran her hand down the Asari's body until she found the familiar heat between her legs. Last time, she hadn't taken the time to appreciate her lover; she wouldn't make that mistake again. Immediately finding Liara's clit, she ran her thumb over it before pushing two fingers inside. Liara gasped into Liz's mouth, allowing the commander's tongue to find hers much more easily. Liz then moved down Liara's body, stopping to pay homage to her lover's breasts before running her tongue down the blue body.

Her first taste of Liara was sweet and musky, and Liz groaned as she felt Liara clench around her fingers. Once her mouth replaced her thumb, Liara only lasted another minute before screaming Liz's name, sending a wave of pleasure straight to the human's core. As Liara had come down from her high, Liz moved back up to Liara's mouth, enjoying sharing her taste with the Asari.

Liara suddenly pulled back a bit. "Liz?"

Still distracted, Shepard opened her eyes a bit. "Yeah?"

"Can we finish what we started the other night?"

Liz's eyes furrowed. "What do you mean?"

"Ride my face. Please. I need to give you the same feelings you've given me." Liara's eyes begged her to understand.

"Of course. Lay back." As Liara adjusted herself, Liz crawled up the Asari's body, still kissing her every chance she could. Finally, she settled over her lover's face, easing herself down. She thought of facing away from Liara, of bending down and enjoying the taste of her again while Liara ate her out simultaneously. However, she knew Liara wanted to redeem herself in her own eyes; she needed this.

The first touch of Liara's tongue on her almost made her knees buckle. Liz hadn't even touched herself since the morning before she and Liara had been together the first time. The Asari's mouth on her pussy felt like heaven, and knowing it was Liara made it all the better. Gripping the headboard of the bed, Liz gave into the feelings she was experiencing, and when she felt a gentle probe to her mind, she only hesitated a moment before giving into Liara's desire to meld with her.


Liara was in heaven. Hearing Liz's moans above her, knowing she was the one provoking them, made her understand, to a point, just why Shepard loved being in charge. Liara kept her eyes open, loving her view of her commander lost in the throes of passion, chanting her name like a prayer as she neared orgasm.

She didn't mean to meld with her. She blamed it on inexperience, not the need to disregard Shepard's desire to avoid the intimate act. However, pleasure shot through her body as she felt Liz open her mind, sending waves of desire through her as she felt what her lover was feeling. Focusing only on the passion, not wanting to overstay her welcome in Liz's head, Liara sucked on that wonderful bundle of nerves, biting gently. Feeling Liz grow closer to release, Liara sent a wave of her own pleasure to her lover, finally pushing Shepard over the edge. The Asari lapped up the human's cum, enjoying the fruit of her labors. As Liz moved to lie down beside her, Liara began to pull out of her mind.

Stay. Please. Liara smiled to herself and kissed the commander on her cheek, curling up beside her and settling down for a much-needed nap.


Waking up to a dark room, Liz took a moment to orient herself. This was definitely not her room on the Normandy. Also, she was definitely not alone.

Looking down, Liz made out Liara's form as her eyes adjusted. The doctor was sleeping peacefully, facing away from Shepard, but close enough that Liz could feel the heat from her naked body. Desiring nothing more than to run her hands over Liara's blue form once again, Liz refrained. Staying still so she wouldn't wake her lover, she thought back to what had occurred.

She had melded with Liara. After years of avoiding that particular act of intimacy, Shepard hadn't thought twice about accepting Liara's mind into her own. Thankfully, it seemed as if sleep severed the connection; Liara didn't need to feel Liz's thoughts racing as they were at the moment.

Did she regret it? Not at all. The intensity she had felt during the meld exceeded every expectation she could ever think to have during sex. She was glad it was with Liara, though. Maybe they could experiment with it some more. Maybe…

"You're thinking too hard, Liz. I can hear it over here." Liara didn't move, but Liz could hear the amusement in her voice.

Shit. "Literally, or are you just being funny?" Liz eased up behind Liara and wrapped her arms around the shapely torso.

Liara moved back to look into Shepard's eyes. "I'm working on my sense of humor. It's a slow process," she replied with a twinkle in her eye. Then, "Is this okay, Shepard? Are we good?"

Liz saw the sudden nervousness in Liara's eyes; she connected the dots quickly. "You didn't mean to meld with me, did you?"

"Actually, no. I'm glad you accepted the meld, but I was planning on respecting your desire to abstain from that until later. It was more instinct than anything. You didn't answer my question; are we okay?"

"Of course, we are. That was the most intense sex I've ever had, and that meld...What else can we do with that?" Liz ran possibilities through her head.

Liara laughed. "It'll come in very handy when it's my turn."

Liz frowned. "Your turn to do what?"

"Own you." Liara turned completely, rolling Shepard under her and kissing her senseless. "I've been researching, and Asari have been studying the intensity of the meld in various types of sexual activities. Would you like to test some of them out once we get back to all of your...tools?"

Heat rushed through Liz at the thought of Liara controlling her. "You want to punish your commanding officer, Doc?"

"Aye, aye, Commander."