A/N smut ensues, as well as really bad puns

Shea

"Married for less then a week and already double teaming me." I comment. "You asked we told you the truth. So you'll just have to get used to it, because your stuck with us for the rest of your life." Miranda said. "Is the world ending, the ice queen is being playful. Are you sure this is actually your wife?" I ask Chey good naturedly. "I don't know let me check." Chey squeezes Miranda's ass, breasts, and crotch then kisses her. "Yep she's my wife alright." She said. "Did you have to be so tawdry Chey?" Miranda asks. "You know it baby." She pumps her fist. We roll our eyes. "Ugh. Why did I marry you again?" she asks teasingly. "Because you think I'm gorgeous and you love me, and you can't resist me." Miranda chuckles. "No darling I can't resist your throbbing member ." I laugh at Chey's blush.

As soon as we got on board and stored the new supplies, Kelly informs me I have an urgent message from Hackett. "I'll take it in my quarters." I said. "Right away Shepard." She replies. It was grim news from Hackett. Once again we had to put our mission on hold. Someone needed to be rescued and they had evidence that the Reapers were coming. What sucked though was I had do it alone. I told Joker where we were going, and I explained to my ground teams I had to go alone, and that this was a classified mission but that this was absolutely the last stop before we went after the IFF.

I was never overly good at stealth but luckily I managed to rescue her with little incident going in, coming out was another story. Guns blazing, we fought through the base and escaped. I was not thrilled to hear that the thing that gave them proof was called Object Rho and it was some kind of Reaper artefact. I asked all the usual questions, about guarding against indoctrination. She swore they did and took the necessary precautions. I knew things were going to go to hell. Two days before the Reapers are supposed to be coming. And they leave a damn Reaper artefact just lying around. "Fuck it sucks to be right sometimes." I think as a power wave knocks me out.

I have to think Miranda for all these cybernetic implants, true Cerberus paid for them, but she was the one who fused them to me so perfectly. The technician freaks out because the sedatives aren't working. She tries to lock me in the room I glare at her and head to a Loki Mech control panel. I shoot the technician and the power box for the door locks. I grab my gear and again I am fighting through a damn base. There's only two hours left until the arrival. Dr. Kenson sure is trying her hardest to impede my every move, including blowing me up with explosives. I managed to stop her and set the engines to start and I tried to warn the Batarians but there wasn't enough time and the system went out on me. I had to run. I got to the top of the base and once again fought my way to the Communication Tower. I signal Joker and after the mad dash to the Normandy. I watched the whole system go out through the CIC. Hackett comes to debrief me himself as we ended up back in the Sol system through the relay just before the asteroid did. "I get why you did it, if it was me I had done the same thing." He says.

Chey

I was sitting in med bay with Shea. "Sir, if I could have done it differently and saved the colony as well. I damn sure would have." She explains. "I believe you, and I'm glad to see working with Cerberus hasn't changed either of you. I'll stall for as long as possible. I can't do it indefinitely." He says. "Once we get the Collector situation resolved and we survive I'll turn myself." Shea states. I think it's the right thing to do but I will not be going with her. Miranda and I and the rest of the crew will need to be well, not here. They're still Cerberus, and the Alliance are still against each other. "Where would we all go when that happens?" I wondered.

"Are you ready for this Miri?" I ask as we lay on one of her many couches. Her back leans into my chest. One of my arms is around her middle, one of her arms on top of it. Our other hands clasped and our fingers entwined. "As ready as I can be. I just can't help thinking and I believe the crew is of the same thoughts. Is this another trap like Horizon and that Collector vessel. All of us have seem to have lost a bit of our trust in the organization, but mostly in TIM." She answers. "I had noticed that. I think all of us worry that it may be a trap. Obviously neither Shea nor I have ever fully trusted TIM. I have found that sometimes just knowing about a possible threat, can inadvertently help either prevent it our at least save your ass." I say trying to ease her anxiety.

"Hopefully, we are prepared enough, regardless of whether it's a trap or not. I am just worried, that this will be like that collector vessel." She says. "It won't be, we can do this Miri. I know we can, and I promise you if there is even the slightest chance I can get back to you I will." I promise her. There is a knock on our door. "Come in we're decent." I shout. " Hey you two, so here's the game plan. We're going to go in two teams of three, I want to make sure we can handle any surprises. Sadly you two will be separated. Chey I want you to lead the second team. My team will consist of Miranda and Tali. Chey your team will be Samara and Grunt. We can't tell much, about the lay out, only that it has one available entrance. So for the most part we'll stay together until we have to separate, if we have to. I just want to make sure we have a lesser chance of being overwhelmed by the enemy. So suit up we leave in 10." She says and just as quickly as she came in she left.

"Well, just wow. I think that is the shortest conversation I have had with her in awhile.'' I comment. She shrugs. "Better get to it then. Wouldn't want to keep the captain waiting." She says. "I guess so." I grab her waist and pull her to me and kiss her passionately. "For luck, and for incentive. To fight hard and return to my arms again.'' She smiles. "Now that is definitely a tempting offer." She says in that sexy tone that makes me wet, hard, and shiver with desire. "You win. I can not compete with your sexiness." I reply. She kisses me again. "To be continued at a later time." She says. "Can't wait. I love you." I reply. " I love you too." She says and we kiss once more and go our separate ways to get ready for our mission. I sent a prayer to whatever gods may be listening to grant us success and a safe return for all of us.

Miranda

"Maybe we should turn the geth platform over to the illusive man. We could study it and then maybe we can learn something about how to fight Reapers." I suggest. "It talks Miranda, it freaken talks. I don't trust TIM with this kind of thing. He'll try to find a way to use it against us or anyone he considers an enemy. You know how ambitious he is." Shea counters. "Personally I think we should just space it. What if it tries to take over the ship, it could seriously jeopardize our mission." Jacob says

"I want to talk to it." Shea says. "Shea there's no guarantee that we can deactivate it, once it's activated if this goes wrong." I said. I'm not even sure why I would want to give it Cerberus. Not everything they've done is bad. Thinking about it though. Other then bringing Shea back what other good have they done. To some even that was bad. TIM probably would repurpose it for probably the wrong reasons. Though if Tali's trial taught us anything it's that Geth platforms can be dangerous and most likely attempt to take over EDI.

"Thank you both for your input, I will put them into consideration." Shea says. Which translates to me. "I'm going to reactivate it regardless. If it gets out of hand, I'll destroy it." TIM will most likely say something to Shea after he yells at me for not "Convincing Shea to his way of thinking" I thought. I was in a bit of a huff when I left the conference room. Chey was working with Samara to learn better control of Biotics today. It was a full hour before I got the message from TIM. I should have ignored the message, but one does not ignore the Illusive Man. After reading his message I felt rage course through me. I was trying everything I could think of to calm down before Chey got back. I didn't want to share his less then pleasant message.

I figured if I kept myself busy, then Chey wouldn't ask or find out about it. It worked until about 1am when I was still at my terminal going over and fine tuning reports, especially Jack's. "Love it is late. Come to bed, we need rest Shea may need us onboard that Geth dreadnought." Her sleepy and sensual voice whispers over my body. Her voice always makes me clench with desire. That could prove a useful distraction if we make love till we pass out, she won't ask. "No, I won't use her like that. If we are to make love then I would rather it be because we both want to. Not because TIM pissed me off." I told myself. "I'm fine darling, go back to sleep. I need to get through these reports." I tell her. She sighs, and I hear the bed move slightly. "Good, she is going back to sleep." I think.

I feel her hand on my shoulder. "No you aren't. Something is on your mind. I can always tell. You throw yourself into work so you don't have to think about it or address your concerns." She says. I place my hand over hers. "I just can't sleep, too much left to do." I reply. She lifts and turns my chair with me still in it. "Shit she is so damn strong." It never ceases to amaze me how there is so much strength and power in such a small sexy package. "Miri." She says warningly. I attempt to return back to my work. "Fine you want to work instead of sleeping next to your wife." She turns my face to hers. "Then you leave me no choice." She says and I feel a shiver down my spin, then fire in my blood as she kisses me into oblivion.

Chey

I know she is upset, and I figured it had something to do with Legion, the geth my sister found and subsequently named and agreed to help him. I'm fairly sure it wasn't that she had agreed to it. The reason for her ire most likely has to do with TIM. I can't imagine he was thrilled with the loss of an intact Geth platform. There was more to it and I will get the answers out of her. She is breathless after the kiss. I pull her up and unbutton the front of her cat suit then unzip the sides. "Chey.." she says her voice breathless and needy. "Yes love." I said as I pulled down her outfit. "What are you doing..?" she asks I see her underwear is soaked through and her nipples were very stiff through the bra. I remove both garments from and she moans as the air hits her puffy wet lips and aroused nipples. "Making love to my wife." She moans again. "God damn it Chey.. I need you so badly." She says.

I bend her over her desk her juicy ass presented for my lustful gaze. " I give myself to you, Freely and without restrictions." I said. Then why am I the one bent over the desk with my ass in the air.?" She ask. I grin and kiss her neck. "You are working too hard and need to relax. Also you are hiding something from me. When we married we vowed to always be honest with each other, and you are breaking that vow. You must face the consequences." I said. "Fuck.. Please fuck me." She begs me. "When I'm good and ready, not before." I say to her in a gentle commanding tone. Where as I like the harshness her voice takes on in dom mode, she loves my gentle commanding voice. "Fuck.. Yes. My mistress." She squeaks out.

"Good girl. Now do not move, you may speak, but no begging for anything. I'll give you what I want when I want. Do you understand my little one." This was another term of endearment I had just come up with. She moans. "Do you like that? Being called my little one?" I caress her puffy lower lips from behind. She arches forward. I stop. "I told you not to move. Now answer my question. Do you like being called my little one?" She doesn't answer right away so I spank her ass. "Yes. Mistress. I like being called your little one." She says. "Now was that so hard." I said "No mistress." I stroke her clit in reward.

She is at the edge of cumming and I stop and pull away. She isn't pleased in the slightest. "Why the fuck did you stop?" she growls. "Consequences, you withheld something from me so I am withholding something from you and it's mistress. I'm still in charge here." I said. She rubs her ass against my hard shaft. "Your hard on says otherwise says otherwise. Mistress." She says. "It isn't in charge either." I said and step away though damn if I don't want to slam it into her. She sighs. I walk away and out the room to the mess hall. Which is very empty. It's still two hours until night crews lunch.

Miranda comes out of the room without a stitch on and shrouded in blue. She glares at me. "I can't believe you fucking did that to me." She says quietly but full of barely concealed rage. "I can't believe you are keeping secrets from me. I would risk your ire, if it but shows you, that you can tell me anything. Even if you think it will piss me off. There will be no secrets between us. Not one secret Miri. We have enough secrets to deal with when it comes to TIM." I say

Miranda

I am hot horny and a little pissed. Her words barely register. "I will not tolerate such things with my wife." She adds. "If I promise to tell you after will you please just let me come. At least once my mistress?" I ask. She shakes her head. "Tell me now, and then maybe, my little one." She says. I can tell she is in pain from the very tight pants she is wearing with her raging hard on still apparent. I sigh. "Come on." I said and we go back to our room. I pull up the message from TIM.

"Ms. Lawson I am very disappointed in you. You said you could convince Shepard to our way of thinking, but so far you have failed miserably. You let Shepard have classified Cerberus information to give to subject zero, you let her free the project overlord subject and take him to Grissom Academy, you've let her traipse all over the Galaxy to fulfill every whim of the crew's, and now you let her activate, keep and ally herself with a Geth platform that we could have used to further the influence humanity could have over the galaxy. I agreed to let you get close to Cheyenne Shepard, thinking you would make use of that relationship to sway Commander Shepard to Cerberus. Yet you have not accomplished any of that. Maybe I should have let you put that control chip in her head after all. One more slip up and you will be removed from your post." She read the message and I could feel her rage building further being able to tell her rage by the flare of her biotics.

"Chey, what he is saying about us, well we got together before he said that. It was you that convinced be to be with you. I was afraid that TIM would try to use our relationship against us and Shea. It was one of the main reasons I was so hesitant. It's true I wanted to put a control chip in her. I am happy he stopped me, because Shea wouldn't be Shea with it, I still feel guilt over it. I'm sorry about all the trouble I have caused. I don't regret us, but a part of thinks you and Shea would be better off if I stayed the ice queen.'' I said. I look away in shame. She turns to me and kisses me lovingly and passionately. "My little silly one. Don't you know how much I love you. Nothing TIM could say to you or me, or even do to us would make me love you any less. I can understand the control chip thing, sometimes I wish I could put a chip in her brain. I forgive you and do not hold it against you." She kisses me again.

I feel tears well and I can't hold them in. "I'm so sorry Chey. I really am no good at these things.." she places a finger to my lips. "Then we'll bad at it together. I love you Miri." I kiss her and quickly it turns into foreplay. "I still want you to fuck me while I'm bent over my desk Mistress." I whisper in her ear, she gulps. "My naughty little one. Mistress would be pleased if you beg her for it." She says. How we can go from shame, guilt and anger to lustful loving games so quickly is another thing that never ceases to surprise or amaze me. Even more amazing is that despite the emotional mess we were just in, I can still feel my earlier wetness down my thighs. "Please mistress, I need you thrusting me into the desk, hard and fast." I beg. She positions me the way I was before and strokes my clit again to the edge of my orgasm, she removes her hand from my slit and positions it around my belly. Only my chest touches the edge of the desk, I needed to be a bit lower for her to thrust into me in this position.