A/N: Sorry for the late release, have been bogged down for abit now .! So anyway enjoy the chapter, no smut unfortunately but it does show two of my favourite characters :D. ENJOY! Don't forget to R&R
..Tac tac tac tik tac tac tac The blue asari typed away sluggishly, it was nearly her fourth sleepless night and she looked like hell. Ever since the celebration and disappearance of Shepard she had troubles sleeping, of course prior to that she had slept like a newborn babe after they had finally struck the reapers down once and for all. Her eyes
It just didn't add up! Why would the saviour of the galaxy and every sentient being just vanish like thin air? " ." Glyph blipped up.
"Not now Glyph." Liara waved off her advanced VI assistant.
" I ins-" The VI persisted
"NOT NOW!" The furious asari turned to glare at the giant spherical robot which had backed down and through the floor and seemed to be almost cowering in front of his owner.
"Yes ." Before it turned back to its corner, and resumed its set job.
The asari let a small tired sigh escape her lips, she rested her forehead on her palm and shook side to side before turning back to her computer and set back to work.
A few minutes ticked by before another distraction arrived, the door to her cabin on the Normandy hissed open. The light that poured into her dimly lit room revealing a well-built facial scarred but friendly looking turian.
"Hey Liara, any progress so far?" Garrus murmured as he stopped beside her, watching in a mixture of awe and worry at the blue asari
"Good to see you Garrus. Sorry could you repeat that?" She greeted without turning to face him.
Clearing his throat he repeated his question, "Any progress so far?"
"No..I haven't been able to trace any chatter of Shepards whereabouts. It's like the news has said, she's just simply vanished without a single trace."
The turian sighed in dismay, he had been growing increasingly agitated. He was having just as much trouble as the asari figuring this out. The day of their celebration was still fresh in his mind, he had seen the crowds cheering and shouting their names, with obviously the most audible one above all being his best friend.
"What about you Glyph?" Garrus turned to face the VI assistant who instantly perked up.
"On the contrary I have found a letter and a voice recording that could shed some light." It spoke in its robotic voice that was borderline cheerful.
Liara whirled around in a flash, "WHAT?! Why did you not notify me of this Glyph?!" she demanded, mentally making a reminder to upgrade Glyph later down the road.
" I did attempt to do so. But you ignored me and sent me away." Glyph replied as it floated up in front of her.
A frown appeared on Liara's face, her eyes tilted upwards as she tried to remember when that was.
"It was Four minutes and twenty seconds ago Doctor."
The third member of the room couldn't help but a little chuckle escape from his mandibles.
"Oh..Oh…Sorry Glyph.." the asari apologized as a small pink tint rose in her cheeks, embarrassed by her own mistake.
"Well what are you waiting for? Show us!" Garrus interjected after he had managed to suppress himself from laughing at his friend's mistake.
Without a word the VI floated up to the screen and twirled for a few tense seconds as it uploaded its data.
The voice message crackled to life as the initial static cleared away, a serious yet hesitant voice could be heard, "Target captured. I…" the voice let out what seemed to be a conflicted sigh, "Haa…I don't know about this. It just does not feel right."
Another voice crackled to life on the com, "I know. But the credits are amazing. Whoever wants her must be loaded!"
The first voice interjected angrily, "But this is the person who saved all of us from certain death! By the goddess it's Commander Shepard! I…I just don't feel right doing this."
"I know right!? Isn't it exciting? We just took down a god!" the voice giggled childishly.
"It is not funny Clarissa! We get extremely lucky that she was drunk, if she hadn't been it would have been extremely difficult!" a third voice yelled in a furious tone, causing their unintended audience to jump slightly.
"I know…I know…but we can put this money to good use! We'll be millionares!" the childish voice chirped up again
The first voice followed up sympathetically, "I just hope…whoever is paying so much money, whatever they want with her makes it quick."
A short pause followed.
"Is that it?" Garrus asked just as the third voice started speaking again.
"So we meet at the set checkpoint in three days?"
The other two voices agreed in unison.
"It has been two days since the transmission." Glyph added
Liara growled her eyes narrowing at the screen. "They will pay…" was all she said.
Her long-time friend and ally reassured her, "Relax Liara. Shepard can take care of herself, anyway you should rest. Yo-"
"Garrus! I cannot simply sleep knowing that Shepard could be out there facing goddess knows what! She snapped back, furious that anyone would suggest such a thing.
"LIARA! You're no good to us half dead! Now get some rest or I'll put you to bed myself!" the former c-sec turian scolded.
"You wouldn't!" Liara glared at him. The two stared each other off for a good minute before the asari backed down; she rested her forehead in her palm pitifully and sighed. "I..I'm sorry Garrus I didn't mean to."
Garrus flashed a reassuring smile, "It's okay Liara, everyone is just as worried as you are. We need you to be rested and in top condition if we're going to save her though."
Liara nodded understandingly, turning to her cozy dimly lit cabin, nothing had changed since the defeat of the reapers, the storage crates behind her, the massive amount of technology in front of her and her queen sized bed to her left. She sighed, "You're right…Thank you Garrus."
Without a word, the friendly turian nodded and turned and left the asari to her thoughts.
The archaeologist pushed herself up and stumbled towards the large bed, without so much as a groan she collapsed onto the bed. Her vision blurred and darkened, the stress that had amounted since her saviour's disappearance had begun to take its toll. If it wasn't for her friends and her experiences from suffering a loss she would have sat there and cried herself to sleep.
"By the goddess Shepard…where have you gone?" she murmured sleepily before her vision went dark.
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"Mmnnnn…" The purple asari grumbled as she stirred. Sitting herself up lazily in her well decorated and neat room, her white walls provided the perfect background for her expensive furniture that surrounded her. Planting her feet on the comfortable and luxurious rug, she cracked her neck from side to side and stretched out her arms wide.
A small content smile rose to her face, she felt fucking amazing. Never had she felt so relaxed and calm. Her smile only grew larger when she remembered what had transpired the night before, making a mental note to check on her little pet after going through her daily routine of freshening up and working out.
Aria stepped into her bathroom and went through her business as usual, she enjoyed sleeping naked so she could step into the shower without removing anything, along with her toothbrush to quicken everything.
She was done with her routine after an hour of an incredibly intense workout that consisted of working all her major muscles and biotic powers. Her commando training had left a mark, and that was to never be unprepared, and with such an intense work out she could keep at her peak.
Wiping away the sweat that dripped down to her brow, she assumed her cold steely look as she prepared to check in on her sweet little toy that she hoped half crazed at the very most.
Walking past the kitchen and stopping in front of the metal doors, she pressed her palm to the door and waited patiently for it to recognize her.
The door slid open with a small hiss. There lay Jane Shepard, with hair splayed across her face sitting against a wall panting heavily. Her face a deep shade of red, her breath steamy as the drug coursed through her body, hands tied behind her back helplessly. Her eyes were half lidded from exhaustion she groaned at the sight in front of her, the naked asari was smirking dangerously at her.
Aria took a few steps forward towards her extremely horny slave, smiling at the small pool of liquid that was beneath the human. "My…my…You held up better than I expected…" she teased, earning herself an angry glare.
"Did you enjoy the drug?" she asked curiously, taking another step closer and kneeling down to prod the woman's left exposed breast.
Jane twitched sensitively; her skin felt like it was on fire. The slightest of contact could set her into a daze, turning away from the asari and tried to shuffle away. To her dismay she was met with Aria's warm palm, groping and massaging her exposed breast nearly set her into ecstasy, her head tilted back and eyes rolled back. "Uoooohh…." Was all she managed to make out.
"I'm impressed Jane…apart from this little puddle here." Dipping her finger in the warm liquid and rubbed it against her skin.
The asari reached forward and gripped the girl by the back of her head, scrunching the hair to tighten her grip; she stood up and began dragging the woman.
Through the hall way and into the kitchen, she threw Jane inside and commanded, "Cook. Now." Turning away walking to sit at the table and watch the extremely horny spectre get up weakly.
Aria watched on with a smirk, resting her chin on her right palm. "Chop chop!" in a lazy tone
Jane stumbled weakly, throwing a furious glare at the pirate queen, "My hands are tied!" she grumbled.
"What was that dear?" Aria's voice suddenly turning icy and narrowing eyes as she met Shepards glare.
"My hands are tied….mistress."
With a wave of her hands her biotics destroyed the ropes, freeing the spectre. "Don't even think about it." Aria added with a all too knowing smirk.
The Spectre bit her lip in desperation; the burning hot sensation in her sex was tempting her. Willing herself to keep her hands above hip level she shook her head to clear herself trying desperately to focus on the task she was given, ripping the fridge door harder than she meant to, and grabbed the ingredients she needed to make an omelette.
Her breathing was laboured, panting as she crossed her legs as she tried to set to work. With each passing second it was becoming harder for her to concentrate as the drug sent waves of heat throughout her body. The piercing gaze of her captor that drilled into her back sent a mixture of excitement and fear down her spine, it felt like they could read her, every nook and cranny being explored just by the eyes alone..
It wasn't long until Jane had arduously managed to beat the eggs and poured it into the pan. As soon as the last drop entered the pan she fell down onto her butt, her will failing. Her hand darted to her sex, shutting her eyes and biting her lips sensually as her hands sent pleasurable shocks throughout her body.
But it was soon cut short by her mistress as she stomped over and kicked her hard enough to knock her to the ground. She stomped her boot onto her chest, not enough to damage her but to wind.
The blunt force to her chest left her gasping for air, she reached up pleadingly. Choked gasps could be heard from the suffocating Commander. The oxygen deprivation was serving to only aid her horniness.
Aria's eyes narrowed, she spoke in a warning tone, "If you don't stop now slut, I'll make sure you'll never be able to hold a gun ever again." Of course with medical technology they would always be able to restore her abilities but she would ensure the rebellious commander ever receive it.
"O..kay!" she choked out her hands clawing at Aria's leg desperately.
A small smile appeared on Aria's lips, "Why have you put so many eggs in?" she queried the woman completely at her mercy beneath her, she lightened the weight on her right foot so her slut could speak.
"F-For m-AKH!" she was cut off when the pressure on top of her had suddenly doubled. She gasped the asari's calves and tugged at it weakly.
"I did not tell you to make food for two. THROW THE REST AWAY!" she yelled into her face lifting her foot and walked back to where she sat down with a small smirk.
If Jane wanted food or water, she would have to beg for it.
The commander groaned, the heat in her lower body was ever persistent. Her eyes were slightly glazed over from the effects, she stood up and brushed herself off and winced at the pain in her chest.
She set back to finishing her omelette. The soft aroma of the freshly cooked breakfast made her stomach growl. When she set the meal down on the table in front of her abusive captor, she noticed the electric collar remote in her hand, with a small grin on her face.
Shepard shook her head in horror, her eyes pleading for mercy. She took a step back, her lips quivered and hot tears flooded to her eyes.
For a long second, Shepard thought she was going to push down on the button and send her into a world of pain. But Aria placed the remote down beside her meal and smiled at her sweetly, "Sit down." Jane shuffled towards the chair only to be cut off, "Not there. Here." She pointed to the floor beside her.
Jane gulped and shuffled beside her and sat down on her butt cross legged, nervous to what was to come. Her actions brought a tingle of excitement to Aria, but she knew what she wanted to do to the semi-broken slave had to wait.
