When Fates Collide
Chapter 34
~ ~ When Fates Collide ~ ~
Normandy
The fatigued soldier and injured prothean expert carefully limped into the captain's quarters. Upon hearing the door swish close behind them, a wave of relief swept over the couple as silence filled the private stateroom. Scanning the dimly lit cabin, the duo silently agreed that this would make an excellent place to recover for the next seventy-two hours. With the closest comfortable object only meters ahead, the pair happily quickened their pace.
"Here, sit on the couch" the human offered, pointing towards the empty lounger. Watching the asari flop down on the black leather sofa, the commanding officer suddenly realized they would be spending the next three days alone. The illustrious figure nervously went down on bended knee and carefully began to unfasten the professor's boots. "Let's get you out of this armor." She proposed.
Glancing down at her neatly bandaged thigh, Liara gawked at the missing section that used to cover her leg. "So much for this Liberator armor." Tracing her finger over the large gash in the white armor, the injured Thessian native added, "I shall have to write Devlon Industries a strong letter of discontent when I thoroughly heal."
Unhooking another clamp, the spectre chuckled as her green eyes glistened. "I don't think this armor was designed to go against a reaper Li." The attending human glanced up only to receive a flat stare from the powerful biotic.
In professor's left hand, she waved the missing piece of armor that Dr. Chakwas removed with her laser cutter. "And what am I supposed to do with this now?"
Trying to console the wounded maiden, the ship's captain mentioned, "Don't worry Liara, armor can be easily replaced." Sliding the last indigo foot onto the bare floor, the redhead blushed as she confessed, "However, a certain prothean expert is not so easily replaced."
Matching the equally flushed appearance, the prothean expert playfully nudged the cladded soldier. "I know, but…" The maiden paused, struggling to choose the right words. "… there was something about my armor matching yours…it…it…" The young asari's words drifted off.
Releasing the last clamp that held the professor's gauntlets on, the redhead hesitated, "Did it bother you that we had matching armor?"
Rocking back on the edge of the leather cushion, Liara revealed, "Goddess no."
Unsure she wanted to hear the answer, the experienced fighter rose to her feet, placing one of her dirty boots against the end table. Watching the caked on mud fall to the ground, the concerned warrior asked, as she started to unfasten her own shin guards, "Then, what is it?"
Twiddling with the missing piece of armor that sat on the commanding officer's lounger, the prothean expert confessed, "The white armor always reminded me that you were watching over me. It made me feel warm…" Liara's deep blue eyes stared optimistically into Shepard's emerald pools searching for a sign that she had not offended the former Alliance officer. "… and safe."
The savior of the galaxy's smile grew even brighter as she listened to the young maiden's admission. Leaning over, Shepard reached out and tenderly stroked the asari's cheek. In an equally flattering response, the young prothean expert blushed as she heard the council's champion state, "You could never offend me, pretty blue eyes."
When both soldiers had removed the shell of their armament where only their flexible under armor remained, Shepard flopped down on the couch next to Liara and asked, "Hey, mind if we hang out here for a bit? I'm exhausted."
"Absolutely" Liara replied, cautiously massaging her tender thigh not wanting to take another step.
Resting her head back against the sofa cushion the illustrious figure turned to see the young professor fidgeting in her seat; trying to get comfortable. Clearly aware that the powerful biotic needed more head support then the small couch provided, the N7 officer scooted closer and nodded towards her shoulder, "Need a pillow?" she offered, donning a smug grin.
The maiden's cheeks flushed a pale purple as she dipped her head in thanks to the commander's proposal. Moving in closer, Liara nuzzled her soft crest into the nook of Shepard's neck, affectionately wrapping her weak limbs around the redhead. Letting their bodies fully relax, they soon found each other's breath in unison with the other. The warrior and prothean expert were concentrating so deeply on their synchronized breathing that they both unintentionally drifted off to sleep, cuddling on the comfy upholstery.
Several hours later, the human spectre abruptly woke from a bad dream. She raised a hand to wipe a bead of sweat from her eye, attempting to regain full consciousness. The soldier quickly limited her movements when she remembered the slumbering beauty on her chest. Finding her own skin sticking to itself, she lifted an arm to smell her arm pit, Goddess I stink, the warrior gasped. Man, I need a shower. Meticulously wiggling her way free of the couch and the unconscious prothean expert, the N7 officer maneuvered herself from under the sleeping biotic.
Moments later, steam bellowed within the bathroom walls as refreshing hot water saturated the council's champion. Near motionless, Shepard leaned against the bulkhead as the soothing flow drifted over her pale skin. Drowning in her own thoughts, the warrior's head sunk low as she wondered if she was in fact, the right person for the job of saving the entire galaxy. God, I don't know if I can do this alone. Immediately the green eyed woman spun around as she heard the shower door open behind her.
With one foot already inside, Liara felt like she had just interrupted something, and softly questioned, "Oh should I go?"
With lightning fast reflexes, Shepard's beat red arm reached out and grabbed the woman's cool cobalt arm. "No! Please don't go".
Slithering closer to the soaking wet human, the prothean expert replied, "Ok".
"I'm sorry I didn't wake you. I wanted you to get some rest." The commander confessed, making room under the constant stream of water.
Quickly dipping her crest under the shower head, the professor peeked at the human as the she wiped the water from her face. "Have you ever actually tried to sleep on that sofa?" The maiden's face again disappeared under the flow of water. Gurgling, the asari maiden added, "On Thessia, I wouldn't use that couch as a footstool."
Chuckling from both the random comment and the bathing asari before her, Shepard answered tugging on the bottom of her ear lobe. "Well, that's government issue for you." About to go into further detail, the commanding officer retorted, "Wait, how did you get in here? Your wound."
Plunging under the warm flow again, Liara purred, "A girl's got her ways you know." Twisting so the human had no other view then her naked backside, the young asari declared, "Besides, I was feeling a little grimy."
Pretending not to be distracted by the alluring view, the illustrious figure chaffed, "I thought you enjoyed being all grimy after spending so much time on dig sites."
The matriarch's daughter froze instantly upon hearing the spectre's teasing. Contemplating on what to say next, Liara leisurely began to wash herself with a lavender sponge. As limber as one of the skilled dancers in Chora's Den, the enticing asari slowly leaned over and rousingly lathered her long muscular legs, further tempting the galactic heroine. Listening to the mighty warrior gasp for air behind her, the Thessian native smugly smiled and irresistibly continued her bathing. Finally taking mercy on her lover, Liara stood erect and turned, staring directly into Shepard's eyes. "As you should already know Spectre, I am not particularly fond of worldly particles in certain areas."
Swallowing hard at the multitude of inappropriate thoughts flashing across the commander's mind, the soldier coughed. She knew her face was beat red, and not from the hot water alone.
"Perhaps you have forgotten?" Forcing the soapy loofa into the red head's hands, Liara demanded, "You should wash my back and get all that unpleasant dirt off of me."
Again the soldier's only verbal response was a forced clearing of her throat, but this time it was much deeper as if she had been caught off guard.
Feeling the human's hand move gently up and down her back, the powerful biotic went on to explain, "Did you know that when I used to return home from a dig site, the first thing I would do would take a very long, hot shower?" Only the redhead's hair flipping back and forth gave the asari maiden any type of answer.
"By the Goddess, I think I would use a week's worth of water in one day." Peering back over her shoulder, the crested woman revealed, "It could get so dry on those dig sites." The blue asari slowly turned around and moved closer, craving intimacy with the soaking wet human. Fondly tucking a strand of renegade hair from Shepard's face, she queried. "Have I ever told you how fascinating you are Katherine?"
Embracing the cobalt woman in her arms, the Normandy's commanding officer stared flirtatiously into the asari's deep blue eyes, "Fancy another long, hot shower Miss T'Soni?"
Accepting the proposal, Liara purred, "I'd love to Commander Shepard."
Steam once again filled the small compartment as soft inaudible groans echoed off the bathroom walls. The tight space where the N7 officer normally performed her daily activities; including showering and brushing her teeth, were now taking on a new role in the commander's life. A loud pleasurable grunt erupted from the shower stall as royal blue skin contrasted against the pale pinkish skin around it.
Feeling like she was re-enacting a scene from an asari porn, Shepard gasped for air as she pressed her body even closer to the maiden she was devouring. Penning Liara's blue wrist high above caused another loud moan to escape the wanting prothean expert as she felt the human at her collar bone. Experienced lips provocatively trailed over the penetrating bone as the scrumptious asari bucked hungrily against the wet tiles and her lover.
The soldier's desire filled hips rhythmically gyrated into the professor as their body's reacted to one another. Aching to feel more of the Thessian's skin, the spectre sent one hand down the blue beauty's side, leaving the other to tightly restrain the maiden. Feeling her libido rise, the redhead's fingers leisurely drifted down the side of the curvaceous frame of her lover while her mouth remained fixated on the crested woman's neck.
Enjoying the desirable fondling as well, the asari cooed as she struggled to keep a healthy supply of air in her lungs. Breathlessly, Liara whispered, "Oh Goddess" for the countless time.
Water poured over the two, creating the majority of the steam in the small compartment. The prothean expert's chest rose and fell sporadically as she tried to contain the wild emotions washing over her body and mind. She moved what little she could, what little she chose to; not wanting to interrupt the Alliance officer's path. Instead the professor's erotic hips swayed while her legs sensually weaved with the soft pink ones. The heavenly liquid seductively flowed over her azure skin making it appear to glow.
Consumed by the intoxicating maiden, the commander zealously released a deep throated moan. Trailing her free hand languidly down the Thessian's side, Shepard stopped when she reached the hip bone of the intriguing asari. Slowly padding her thumb over the titillating skin, the human became enthralled by every alluring inch of the blue skinned body. Caressing the young asari's hip in such a manner caused the heroine's emerald eyes to peer down and watch in amazement as her pale hand glided over the boitic's royal blue skin. Allowing her finger tips to spread across the beautifully contrasting skin tone, the galactic soldier announced, "Goddess Liara, you are magnificent."
The Thessian's sculpted crest shot upwards, panting even harder at her lover's adoring words. The intoxicated feeling surrounded the asari maiden as the human's touch stole all the strength she had. Unable to hold her own weight any longer, she braced herself against the tiled wall behind her.
Feeling the professor quiver, triggered the spectre to pause a moment before her hand slowly disappeared behind the blue skinned beauty's back. Further arousing her partner, the commander suggestively released a heavy sigh in the crested woman's ear. A shudder from the warm breath encouraged the redhead to grab a handful of the asari's blue ass as she went back to work on the maiden's neck.
The young biotic eagerly drove her hips into the N7 officer with the help of Shepard's guidance. Lost in her own desire, Liara's injured leg lifted off the floor and snaked its way around the human's strong thigh. The two bodies pressed impossibly closer to one another as the water relentlessly flowed over them.
No longer able to maintain the needed self control to secure her lover's hands, the soldier's newly freed fingers shot down to the professor's straightened thigh. Zigzagging around the voluptuous body part, the spectre lifted it and pressed their weight against the shower wall with all her might.
Finally free to administer her own delightful pleasures, the prothean expert's nails dug into her lovers back as her svelte legs wrapped tightly around her illustrious warrior. Pulling the commander into her, the young T'Soni panted, wanting the redhead more than air.
Puffy red lips trailed up and down the blue skinned woman's neck and jawline. Sensing the intensity of the maiden's nails, Shepard cried out in lost passion. "Oh Goddess!"
The two galactic heroines gyrated in unison as their bodies moved as one; both enthralled with the other. The N7 officer continued her assault of deep wanting kisses upon the powerful biotic, plunging even further forward. Grabbing a fist full of red bristle, Liara's head shot upwards as she stared hypnotically into the human's emerald eyes. Allowing her irresistible passion to consume her, the maiden bore down on the spectre's tantalizing lips.
The Alliance captain, panting heavily, slowly released the wet asari and let her feet carefully drift back to the ground. Gasping for air herself, Liara stared in awe at her lover. "Shepard, I have never felt this way before."
"Oh really? Do tell." The redhead mused, allowing a chuckle to escape.
Raking her fingers through the wet hair to remove several pieces from the human's face, the biotic affectionately murmured, "It is not customary for asari to feel this intense for someone until we have reached the matron stage of our lives."
Watching the asari wipe another renegade strand of the copper lock from her brow, the experienced warrior questioned, "Is this a bad thing?" knowing the young T'Soni was centuries away from being a matron.
Allowing her fingers to meander their way through the back of the redhead's mane, the asari looked directly into her lover's rich green eyes. "Not even for a second." The professor affirmed, before pulling Shepard in for a deep wanting kiss. This sudden announcement of change in control pleasantly surprised the council's champion. Breaking from the kiss, the prothean expert inhaled sharply before she asked, "Can you not feel my need of you?"
"Well…" The spectre teased, toying with the seemingly inexperienced maiden.
Feeling a bit insulted, the blue skinned beauty struck back by pushing a significant distance between the two of them. "I believe it is time I was in charge for once."
Stunned by the sudden loss of Liara's body, the former rogue soldier's voice crackled. "What?"
Bearing that serious stare she had seen on her mother several times, the young T'Soni proclaimed, "Shepard, I am over a hundred years old. You did not really think I was that in-experienced did you?"
Continuing to jest with the young woman, Shepard chimed, "Well, you did spend a lot of time on dig sites Li."
The ornery statement provoked the typically docile asari. Accepting the challenge, Liara slammed the commander's back hard against the shower wall. Shepard's eyes shot wide believing she had actually offended the powerful biotic. The maiden's body began to shimmer a translucent shade of blue as the N7 officer stood helpless against the cool tiles. Lifting a finger to stifle any protest the human might have, the prothean expert spoke in a manner that dripped with seduction. "I believe the human term is… Game on!"
The next thing the green eyed woman realized was that same silencing finger drifting pleasurably down the spectre's neck, breasts and stomach. A moment later, the professor's gentle kisses followed the same path her cobalt finger made only seconds earlier; with a few side distractions of their own. The galactic soldier leaned back into the wall, as she absorbed every captivating maneuver the blue skinned beauty exposed her to. Clinching her fists, the spectre slammed her hands high above her as she yelped in pleasure. "Oh Goddess Liara!" Over the last couple of months, the couple had come to share more than a common language. However, never before could Shepard imagine such pleasures, not even from the reputable asari; the all female race.
Soft cobalt fingers dragged themselves pleasurably up and down the pale limbs of the human, causing the commanding officer to forcibly remember to breath or she would pass out. The redhead's eyes rolled back into her skull as she felt things never imaginable. When the Thessian's fingertips reached the bottom of her calves, the blue eyed beauty looked up at the illustrious heroine and smiled innocently. Captivating every ounce of the warrior's attention, that sweet expression of Liara's melted into a sultry smirk. Staring up at her lover, the professor's hands gradually began to glow a subtle ambient blue.
Moving tantalizingly upward, Shepard's entire body became engulfed in the same blue matter as the powerful biotic seducing her. The century old maiden was ready to share with the human commander, the art of love making that dated back millenniums among the asari people.
Relinquishing all control over to the asari maiden, the commander chewed on her bottom lip awaiting her riveting fate. It wasn't long before the blue beauty was standing tall again. Exhaling heavily upon the human's lips before she spoke, "Shepard prepare yourself for the most amazing night ever." Liara purred.
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Sometime later that evening, nuzzled deep with the commanding officer's large bed, was the two illustrious heroines fast asleep. Dozing in and out of consciousness, Shepard gradually realized she was subconsciously grazing her fingertips across the bare blue ass draped over her. The soft warm skin delighted her senses and the sensual stroking slowly became more assertive. It felt good for the harden warrior to lay back, relax and enjoy the little things for once. At least, that is how she saw it.
In mid stroke, the spectre froze, including her breathing, when she noticed her innocent kneading suddenly becoming mildly aggressive; worried she had waked the wounded professor. Halting all progressions, she lay completely motionless awaiting the prothean expert's reaction. It wasn't until the maiden exhaled deeply, that she slowly rolled her head to the side, searching to see if she had successfully and subconsciously molested her favorite prothean expert. To her surprised, Liara's eyes flickered opened immediately upon her stopping. Damn busted, the heroine feared.
From the edge of her mouth, that was not pressed against the redhead's equally bare chest, the young asari mumbled, "Don't stop." Surprised, the commanding officer remained perfectly still as the blue skinned woman slurred under her crackling voice, "I was enjoying that."
Still motionless as her hand hovered above the erotic skin, Shepard inquired, "Are you sure?"
Lifting her sculpted crest off the warrior's chest and resting her chin on her hand, the groggy asari muttered, "I've never been more sure about anything."
Donning a playful grin, the green eyed woman stated, "I've heard that before."
Moving a little closer to the savior of the galaxy's face, Liara declared as she enticingly licked her soft azure lips. "Shepard, I assure you, it won't be the last time you hear it."
The human could only stare at her beautiful lover in astonishment.
Allowing the tender moment to linger, the enchanting biotic sucked in a shuddering breath and revealed, "Shepard, no matter what happens from this point on, I want to say… thank you."
"Thank you? Thank you for what?"
"For rescuing me. For protecting me. For everything"
Using every ounce of restraint she had, the former rogue soldier barely maintained control as she replied, "I don't know what kind of monster I could have become if it wasn't for you Li."
The prothean expert's soft blue hand reached up and affectionately caressed the councils champion's face.
With one fluid motion, the N7 officer flipped the woman cradled in her arms over so that she was hovering inches from her face, "In reality Liara, it was you who saved me." Watching the captivating asari blush, made the heroine melt even more. "I would be…"
Both women completed the sentence at the same time, "…lost without you." Bright knowing smiles soon melted into an intense hunger as the two bodies skimmed over the other.
Happily nestled on the oversize cushion, Liara hummed, "Shepard, will you join with me?"
A beaming smiled blanketed the spectre's face as she replied, "Always, Liara. Always."
The professor's sapphire eyes converted into the traditional black onyx in a heartbeat. Shepard recalled watching the prothean expert perform it for the first time and how it had once freaked her out a bit. Seeing the dramatic color change, was completely out of the human's comfort zone, but the wonderful consciousness that came later, was well worth the unusual transformation.
Closing her own eyes, the galactic commander felt the maiden float threw her thoughts like a favorite song. The unique sensation made her feel surprisingly comfortable. In an instant, a memory of the very young T'Soni skipped through her mind. The juvenile asari was wearing a long, elegant white dress with two broad pale yellow stripes running down the front of the gown. Suddenly, the spectre realized she was staring at Matriarch Benezia's favorite fountain in her garden. Splashing and giggling about in the shallow water, was a much younger Liara, and what used to be a very elegant white dress. Which to her surprise, the great matriarch was now allowing to be used as play attire.
The soldier's heart fluttered from an overwhelming sense of pride, nearly bringing a tear to her eye. As the youngling waded in the prestigious fountain, it slowly donned on her that she was seeing the maiden, not through her eyes, but through her mother's. An overwhelming flood of emotions surrounded the redhead's mind before Liara's voice redirected her. "My mother loved me very much, Shepard. I wanted you to not only see that, but to feel it as well."
Recalling that swelling feeling when her own mother looked at her that way, the commanding officer dryly choked attempting to clear her parched throat. Allowing the adoring sentiment to fill her mind and heart, a single teardrop trickled down the harden warrior's check.
Sensing the shift in emotions, as if they were her own, the Thessian native nuzzled closer to the green eyed woman allowing her hand to float down the human's side. Whether it was spiritually or physically, Shepard could not tell, however, she distinctively knew the powerful biotic had certainly embraced her; deepening their meld and their bond even more.
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Fetching another cup of coffee late one morning, Dr. Chakwas glanced across the mess decks. To her surprise a commotion by Commander Shepard's cabin was taking place. Standing just outside the Alliance stateroom were Lieutenant J G Moreau, Garrus Vakarian, Gunny Chief Williams and Lieutenant Commander Pressly all looking rather nervous. Causally strolling over to the group, the medical specialist inquired, "What seems to be the problem?" interrupting the intense dialogue. As if on cue, all conversation immediately halted with everyone turning and staring at the eloquent woman.
The former C-Sec Officer sucked in a sharp breath before he took a step closer to the doctor announcing, "The Council has been screaming for a meeting with Shepard, immediately." Turning on the heel of his combat boot, the avian man starred at the galactic aviator, visually implying that he do something.
Shifting his stance uneasily between his two feet, Joker rebutted, "I'm not hailing her. I'm not doing it!" The scruffy bearded man glanced at his team as he continued to plead his case. "You should have seen what she almost did the last time I.. um.. never mind." The man physically mimicked his words, "I'm putting my foot down. I'm not going to be the poor soul to get slain here today." Crossing his arms defiantly, the Alliance pilot declared, "I ain't doing it."
Realizing his plan was not going to work, Garrus turned his attention to another human. "Ash you go. You're her friend."
Baulking about as much protest as the elite aviator did, the dark skinned woman shot off, "I'm not going in there. Are you crazy?" The earth born soldier flailed her arms like a wild bird during her dispute, "Especially after she tried to punch me the other day." Looking in the direction of the chief medical officer, Williams complained, "You were there Chakwas. You saw her. She wanted to kill me."
The Palaven native flared his characteristic flanges and quickly added, "Hey, she tried to kill me too."
"Yeah, him too, remember doc?" Ash's soft chocolate eyes beseeched her audience, "Doc why don't you go. She wouldn't hit a doctor."
Not allowing the clinical specialist to even answer, the outspoken pilot took center stage again, "Hey, where's Wrex?" Pleading his suggestion, the half bearded jokester beckoned, "Send him. He's a huge old battlemaster. Surely Shepard can't take him in her condition."
"Sorry no can do mister." Gunny Chief Williams interjected. "The big guy is down in the cargo bay eating a bologna sandwich."
Baffled by the odd visual, "A what?!" Joker quizzed.
The sniper toting turian sadly reported, "Don't ask. It's a long story."
Bringing the subject back on course, Pressly explained to the doctor, "The council has been strongly advising Shepard's presence at once." Looking back at the steel door, the older man rubbed his temple as he continued, "I've been able to hold them off for almost three days now. But I am afraid they are no longer going to accept no for an answer."
The frustrated group once again began to debate who was going inside to retrieve Shepard. Each voice rising above the others as they lobbied, "I'm not going in there" or "You go".
Trying to slice through the multiple protests, Dr. Chakwas finally proclaimed, "I'll go." The sudden volunteer's statement shocked everyone as they turned and looked deadpanned at the Alliance doctor. Fixed eyes of the stunned crewmembers gawked at the clinical specialist's lack of fear for entering the commanding officer's cabin unannounced.
"Well don't stand there all day. Let me pass." The doctor clasped her hands as she formed a wedge to wind her way through the small crowd. "I will let Shepard know her presence is requested in the Presidium as soon as possible." Beginning to enter the secret code to the captain's quarters, the experienced doctor twisted back and confirmed, "Pressly, the Presidium correct?"
A shaky, but pleased, "Yes that is correct" answered the woman's question. A second later, an odd feeling swept over the man. "Wait, how did you know she was to report to the Presidium?"
The chief medical officer cared for the couple far beyond her professional role entitled her to. Barely slowing her keystrokes, she disclosed, "Captain Anderson personally contacted me this morning and explained how the council was getting 'a bit itchy' about seeing Shepard right away." Twisting around to finish her statement, the protective woman's slate colored eyes glistened as she reported, "He said, they wanted to offer their gratitude immediately - three days ago." Returning to the key pad, the woman's British accent rumbled with disgust as she defended her commanding officer, "Like the woman didn't need time to recuperate at all or anything." Releasing a calming deep breath, Dr. Chakwas entered the last of the code and stepped through the threshold of the formally impenetrable cabin.
Sauntering into the private chambers, the specialized practitioner spotted two sleeping bodies tightly intertwined on the bed. The dimly lit room made it hard to decipher whose body part was whose; had it not been for their dramatically clashing flesh. Lying on their sides Shepard's face was buried deep within Liara's chest with a cobalt leg draped over her buttocks. The chief medical officer coughed politely causing the asari maiden to stir first.
Propping herself on one elbow, the prothean expert sat up as the still slumbering redhead hung tightly to her waist. Unashamed of how much of her body was exposed, like most asari, the eloquent maiden simply yawned deeply. "Dr. Chakwas, this is an unexpected visit." The vibration in Liara's chest when she spoke, finally stirred the sleeping commander from her lover.
Sleepy eyed, Shepard leisurely untangled herself from the proud naked asari who was carrying on a conversation with ship's physician. Hearing the doctor's British accent further awoke the spectre. Sitting up, Shepard glanced between Liara and the slate eyed woman querying, "What's going on? What are you doing in here?" Reaching for the sheet to cover them up, Shepard blushed. "Ah…"
Releasing an amused chuckle, the gray haired woman replied, "It's alright Shepard. I have known about your Presidium kiss for three days now." Turning to face the private terminal, the doctor added, "Anderson asked if there was anything to be concerned about and I assured him there wasn't." Picking up a special addition of Fornax magazine from the desk, she made herself at home on the couch allowing the couple some privacy. "It has come to my attention that the council is desperately seeking your attention." Dr. Chakwas continued speaking with not a care in the world.
The trusty soldier fell hard on to the bed. "Oh great!"
There was a brief pause in which the doctor believed was silent dialog; Liara trying to convince the missing savior of the galaxy to get out of bed. A few moments later, the wise doctor chuckled as she heard the commanding officer trying to whisper.
"I don't want to meet with them." Shepard quietly confessed to her lover.
Thumbing through the pages of the magazine, the sophisticated woman's head pushed backwards as she focused on the page before her. "Well, isn't that something."
The two lovers stared with gapping mouths as they watched the clinical specialist slowly turn the booklet to the side and then upside down attempting to evaluate how the two asari were in a particular position. A soft nudge from Liara's shoulder informed the green eyed woman again, I told you not to leave that out.
Halfheartedly speaking, the medical professional continued, "Besides, Liara's thigh is near completely healed, thanks to the Dealac injection." Glancing around the cabin once more, the senior physician added, "And your shoulder will be a little stiff for another week or so, but should be back to normal."
Another brief moment passed before the harden warrior forced out a deep sigh and painfully dragged herself out of the warm cozy bed. Placing her feet on the cold steel floor, Shepard swiftly gathered up her clothes and began dressing. Turning to the observing asari, the human knew she was taking mental note of the time it took her to dress. The Thessian native had made it a personal game of hers, to try and beat the time it took for the spectre to garb up, as it did for her to disrobe her. This game was rapidly becoming a favorite of the N7 officer's.
The council's champion pulled her grey Normandy t-shirt over her bare chest, completing her presentable outfit for the moment. Wanting to crawl back in bed with Liara, she slowly scooted her way closer to the doctor adjusting her sweatpants waist to ensure they were sitting comfortably on her hips. This was a look that the prothean expert had come to enjoy, for every time the redhead bent over, the asari maiden got a little more than she bargained for. Begrudgingly taking the seat across from the ship's medical officer, Shepard flopped down and raked her fingers through her copper red hair. "You were saying doc?"
The question startled the grey haired woman as she unceremoniously tossed the magazine back on to the desk. Looking anything but the illustrious heroine she was known to be, the clinical doctor cleared her throat as she stared at the spectre. "God knows you deserve an asari lifetime together, but you have to eventually face the council." The refined woman suddenly stood, nodded courteously at the naked asari, who respectfully returned the nod, and flattened her uniform blouse; as if she had actually wrinkled it. "Good. I will inform the council that they can expect your presence promptly." The chief medical officer announced moving to the door, not giving the redhead a chance for rebuttal.
Scanning the mechanized time piece on her night stand, Shepard replied, "Gee thanks." Slouching back in her chair her hands blanketing her face, the redhead begrudgingly revealed, "Tell them I'll be there in 30."
"Why don't you make it around noon?" The distinguished medical officer suggested, glancing back over at the young maiden in bed.
Using the back of her thumb to massage her forehead, Shepard smirked as she too peeked back at the voluptuous asari awaiting her, "Thanks Doc, I owe you another one."
As the cabin door swished closed, the mighty spectre's brow furrowed. It only took a minute to register that she had just been duped once again by the crafty physician. Grumbling, the redhead twisted in her seat to see her blue eyed lover's response.
Before they could make another sound, the clever British accent sounded on the other side of the door, "Shepard, don't' be late. The sooner you go, the sooner it will be over!"
The commander's head once again spun back around towards Liara to discuss her options, when the powerful biotic shrugged her shoulders and admitted, "You know she is right."
Falling back in the chair, the seasoned soldier begun to spin the seat, letting her red locks swirled in the air around her as she huffed, "Great".
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Reluctantly dragging her steel toed boots down the Presidium's spotless sidewalks, Shepard could not help but fight the urge to be back on the ship, in her cabin with her own personal powerful biotic. Passing through several high security check points, the Normandy's commanding officer believed she was in fact meeting personally with the Citadel's Council. Being escorted to a different area of the Citadel she had never been before, further solidified her theory. However, the green eyed woman had a feeling something was up when she and Liara were ushered into an elevator filled with asari commandos.
A tall lavender skinned asari motioned for the couple to follow her. Shepard quickly analyzed that this particular woman had seen a lot combat action in her time; in all of her N7 experience, it was easy for one seasoned warrior to spot another. This mystery commando had face markings unlike any other asari she had encountered. The color complimented her soft lilac tone, rather than contrast it. The broad stripes stretched across her face, resembling a mask, with another unique narrow marking that started at her bottom lip and floated down her chin.
Two more asari, presumably younger as one did not have markings at all and the other had very little, escorted the two guests at the sides. The spectre paid them little attention until the clearly youngest one started blatantly eyeing up Liara's backside as they walked. The council's champion was about to react, when the other young commando on her flank, shoved the girl's shoulder quietly warning her.
"What?" The caught asari countered as she motioned towards the finely dressed prothean expert. The nudging commando just rolled her eyes.
"Keep moving." The leader, or at least what Shepard thought was the leader, ordered. Looking briefly behind her, the elder asari acknowledged the fourth asari covering the rear. The soft blue asari with butterfly markings across her cheeks smiled and nodded back.
The illustrious commander knew that was an indication that the rear was clear and that things were secure, this was something she had done a hundred times with her own squad. Scanning the passageway's surroundings, the savior of the galaxy took note that the sleek commando in the rear was toting a sniper rifle.
Impressed by the squad's fluid movements and powerful weapons, the galactic warrior mused, 'Wow, these asari don't mess around do they?'
Piloted through another doorway, Liara and Shepard suddenly found themselves standing alone inside a large lavishly decorated living space. The commander swiftly felt she was in someone's living room rather than a drab conference room. Before the two welcomed guests were able to discuss their current whereabouts in detail, the veteran soldier quickly spied someone approaching from the corner of her eye. Her hand drifted to Maggie at the unexpected arrival, however, the redhead's posture quickly relaxed when she realized it was an asari noble who had entered the room.
"Councilmember Tevos" acknowledged Shepard. "It's good to see you."
The most senior asari of the Citadel immediately began eyeing up the young asari maiden regardless of the human's presence. Sucking in a small gust of air, the woman replied as if speaking directly to the prothean expert, "In my private chambers, you may address me as Matriarch Tevos." Glancing once more into Liara's deep blue eyes, the guests felt that the matriarch had wanted to be called by something else, by Liara alone.
Unsuspecting or uncaring, the eloquent woman ignored the heavy gaze of the savior of the galaxy as she became enticed by the warrior's companion. The matriarch trailed one of her long gloved hands across the back of an all-white curved couch, which could hold at least a dozen asari. Executing her well performed steps as if she had practiced for centuries, the asari high councilor floated as she moved. Her long, form fitting red gown accentuated her captivating figured as she glided across the open space. Tevos was more slender than most of the aquatic species Shepard had encountered, in fact, she might even go as far as to call her petite.
Reaching the far side of the couch, the asari noble hesitated before continuing; seemingly never taking her eyes off Matriarch Benezia's daughter as she languidly gravitated in front of the courageous duo. Tevos finally broke her fixated gaze and floated over to a large oval glass table on the other side of the living quarters. Her white leather gloves that ran nearly the entire length of her arms creaked as she sophisticatedly poured herself a drink.
Believing the esteem figure was in deep thought, Shepard whispered quietly to the prestigious asari at her side, "I'd say she looks rather dainty, wouldn't you?"
Elbowing the victorious spectre sharply in the ribs, Liara chastised, "We asari may appear dainty on the outside, but I assure you, we pack quite the punch."
Massage her newly tender side, the redhead quipped, "I can tell."
Purposely interrupting the conversation between her guests, the high status matriarch offered, "Would either of you care for a refreshing beverage?"
"No thank you" answered the professor for both she and the spectre in an assertive, but respectful tone.
Before the human commander had time to register another thought, Matriarch Tevos was standing directly in front of them once again. Shepard then noticed something that started to annoy her. At first she believed that the esteem figure had been simply inspecting the young asari in her presence, ensuring the maiden would not be a threat. But there she was, doing it again and it began to bother the seasoned soldier. What is she looking at?! Yet to her surprise, the prothean expert barely batted an eye at being so scrupulously looked over.
The illustrious heroine's heart pounded as her brow frowned, until it slowly dawned on her that the matriarch's gaze was one of admiration, not in a flirtatious manner. The green eyed asari was enjoying the very site of the powerful biotic.
Aware that she was staring at the young beauty too long, Tevos was barely able to rip her eyes away before she felt Shepard's disgruntle gaze upon her. With a defiant glare, in the likes in which Shepard had seen before, the petite matriarch drifted backwards, returning the human's personal space.
Glancing about the room, Shepard rebelliously questioned, "Where are the other councilors?"
Amusingly, the prominent asari answered as she knew the spectre was still unaware of exactly where she was. "Those two do not enter here." Enjoying the confused expression on the human's face, the eloquent woman clarified, "These are my private chambers, for my private affairs."
Equally dumbfounded, but not completely unused to being thoroughly examined by elder matriarchs, Liara politely asked, "Then why have you brought us here, Matriarch Tevos?"
Just as the asari high councilor was about to answer, another side door opened to the majestic living space. Stunning both Liara and Shepard, the asari spectre leisurely strolled in. The same asari spectre that the green eyed human had drinks with during her last visit on the Citadel. However this time, the enchanting asari was not wearing her slinky dress that sent a many tongues wagging. Instead the svelte figure was draped in her custom Thessian made leathers that proudly displayed her spectre crest on her upper left breast.
The confident asari drifted over to the councilor and rather then offering the ritual asari matriarch salute, she intentionally gently stroked the outside the matriarch's face. Leaning in, the young warrior softly kissed the asari noble's cheek. Mirroring her action, the spectre placed another soft kiss on the prominent figure's other cheek as she looked to Shepard before pulling her lips completely away from the blue skin. In a more customary fashion, the Tevos then lifted her hand and again allowed the asari spectre to lavishly adore her with affection, as she gently kissed the back of her hand. Tenderly raising the offered hand to her forehead as she bowed, the deadly spectre softly said, "Zia".
Hearing the word caused the prothean expert to smile and drop her head to the floor as she suddenly became aware of the situation. Feeling like she was missing some great secret, Commander Shepard leaned closer to the asari at her side, "What does Zia mean?"
Lightly rubbing her forehead, the maiden flushed a bit before whispering, "It means aunt. The spectre is Matriarch Tevos' niece." Watching the relatives welcome each other, the professor added with a hint of astonishment in her tone, "She must have been her eyes and ears on us this whole time."
When the bright light finally illuminated inside the harden warrior's head, she boldly stepped forward and pointed at the high councilmember, "It was you this whole time wasn't it?" The redhead's tone was more of an astoundment rather than accusing, but was still too harsh to be used with the woman of such a position.
Motioning her arm to halt the asari spectre from acting on Shepard's condemning tone to the highest ranking asari alive, the matriarch mockingly questioned, "Who are you exactly referring to Commander Shepard?"
Softening her tone to sound more like she was verbalizing her internal thoughts rather than accusing the esteemed figure, the savior of the galaxy stammered as she stepped forward, "You are the one who sent the commando squad to retrieve Liara from the Normandy after I was arrested." Inching her way closer to the petite figure, believing she was correct, the N7 officer continued, "I bet you were also the one who arranged for Liara to visit me in the brig."
"Careful of your tone human, unless you want to return to the brig once more" warned the asari spectre.
However, the esteemed figure had no reaction to the human spectre's outburst. She simply stood still and calmly listened to the woman rant. Eloquently folding her hands in front of her, Tevos' centuries of wisdom showed evidently clear as she listened to the galactic soldier.
Ignoring the battle scorn warrior's threat, Shepard began to pace as she massaged her chin pondering out loud. As another burning question shot through her mind, the perplexed commander stopped, tilted her head and spoke again, "Are you the reason I became a spectre too?"
Stifling a mild laugh, the asari noble chimed, "I can not control everything Shepard. Who do you think I am? Some master conspirator named the Wizard or something. I am afraid to disappoint you, but I did not make you a spectre. That was your own doing. Your ability to get things done under difficult circumstances merited you the position."
While the green eyed woman deliberated her recommendation for spectreship, the only asari maiden in the room silently speculated. Was it the asari councilor who sent for me? She did not deny it. The young prothean expert looked over towards the older matriarch. With a single glance from the asari leader, she knew that her suspicions were true. Saying nothing, she watched as the savior of the galaxy continued to vent.
Dumbfounded, the seasoned veteran returned to the professor's side. Scanning between the amused asari spectre and the eloquent noble, the council's champion muttered, "So you didn't even recommend me?"
Gazing fondly at her niece, the esteemed figure returned, "Well…" The matriarch sauntered across the room to retrieve a glass of sparkling beverage. "I may have mentioned you a long the way…" Raising the crystal flute to her lips, the elder asari affirmed, "…but earning the position was all your doing." Further waiting for a reaction from her guests, the petite matriarch disclosed, "I had a feeling, as did Matriarch Benezia, that you were different from the very beginning."
Out of turn, the young T'Soni blurted, "How do you know what Matriarch Benezia felt?"
Smiling affectionately at the flustered maiden, Tevos countered with, "Dear, your mother and I were close once upon time. Very close in deed."
A pin could be heard dropping from the deafening silence inside the asari noble's private chambers. The youngest asari wanted to scream as her powerful biotics threatened to flare. How dare she, Benezia's daughter thought, pretend to be close with my mother without my knowledge? Gritting her teeth, like she had seen Shepard do when forced to hold her tongue, the young T'Soni blasted; I knew all of her associates, all of her friends. Tevos, I know nothing of your involvement with my mother. Liara's piercing blue eyes began to swell with tears, threatening to escape.
In an instant Shepard reached out and gripped the maiden's hand, offering the powerful biotic her internal tenacity. A short second later, the prothean expert felt the heroine's strength consumer her. Much like her own mother used to do for her when she was frightened as a young child.
Sensing the worry on the human's façade more than the young woman whose second nature was to 'keep face' growing up in a matriarch's home, the asari high councilor offered, "Little wing, don't fret. I abided by your mother's wishes, the best I could."
Hearing her pet name caused what little courage the professor had left to buckle. You did know her, drifted across the maiden's mind as she covered her face trying not to cry.
"Are you Liara's sire?" probed the human commander which made the asari maiden's head snap abruptly upward. But to Shepard's surprise, the prothean expert was glaring at her, rather than the possible absent dame.
The normally eloquently asari laughed heartedly, "Oh no, not me." Her spontaneous reaction indicated that the asari noble was telling the truth. "That honor belongs to someone else."
Feeling temporarily defeated, the human spectre struck her typical bad ass stance. With crossed arms and cocked head the redhead quizzed, "So, who is her sire? You must know."
A sad expression enveloped Matriarch Tevos' face as she delicately placed her glass down on the table. "I do… but that is for her parents to disclose."
"In case you didn't hear, it is a little late for my mother to disclose anything to me!" The powerful biotic spontaneously barked at the asari noblewoman, one of the human's not so admirable qualities she had adopted.
Remaining calm, as did her niece next to her, the senior asari shifted towards the welcomed guest, "I know this might sound harsh Liara, but there must be a reason she did not inform you before. To be perfectly honest, there is no certain way to be sure she was going to tell you at all."
Speaking for the nearly broken asari as if it were her own voice, the savior of the galaxy pushed, "Is there nothing you can tell us?"
A surge of pain swirled within the councilmember, but because of her esteem position, not even her niece could see the change within. Returning to her prestigious glass of Ardat Yakshi wine, the honored figure hesitantly divulged, "When your parents went their separate ways… Benezia severed all ties." Looking over her shoulder, Matriarch Tevos' voice deepened as she added, "…including all friends and even family."
Positioning herself directly in front of youngest T'Soni, the nearly thousand year old asari lovingly cupped the maiden's cheek as she proclaimed, "Liara, please know that I will always be watching over you my dear, but that is all I can offer."
Stepping back to face both visitors again, Matriarch Tevos delicately lifted her gown and drifted towards one of the doors in her private chambers. Staring directly at the human spectre the petite asari mentioned, "I apologize in advance, but I must now take my leave. I have an urgent council meeting I need to attend. It seems that the Savior of the Citadel has finally decided to grace us with her presence." Meters from exiting the room, the eloquent woman stopped, twisted, swaying her hips worthy of an alluring asari matriarch, "Shepard if I am not mistaken, which I do not believe I am, you too should take your leave now."
As the asari noblewoman turned back towards the door, Benezia's daughter rushed over to stop the departing high councilor, "Thank you Matriarch Tevos. I am most humbled and gracious for your kindness. May Goddess Athame watch over you always."
Touched by the sincere gratitude, the elder asari kindly offered her hand for the maiden. Shepard had never seen the asari move so quickly as to kneel. Collecting the offered councilor's hand, the prothean expert gently kissed the back of Tevos' hand and then lifted it to her forehead showing homage to the great leader. When the professor's eyes were shut, the redhead again saw a longing in the councilor's face. The human, although a different species, recognized the wanting expression.
Lovingly cupped the scientist's face, Tevos spoke. "Rise my child. Liara you have turned into a lovely woman. I am so proud of you."
The illustrious champion knowingly tilted her head towards the asari. For a moment the human thought that the young biotic was going to tear up from the matriarch's words.
Gathering the edge of her long gown, the high councilor's professional façade returned as she motioned to leave. Stopping just before the entryway, Tevos gazed back at the human spectre. "Take care of her Shepard." Nodding toward the humbled asari, the prominent matriarch uttered, "She will have an important role to play among her people. It is vital she survive."
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Back on the Alliance ship, SR1 Normandy, the door to the back office behind the medical facility, suddenly opened. In stomped a rather annoyed looking human spectre. Quickly turning around in her chair, the prothean expert pleasantly inquired, "Shepard?"
Massaging the back of her neck, the ship's commander announced, "I don't know how they do it on Thessia, but Goddess, politicians can really have an obscured opinion on matters." Continuing to pace as the blue eyed beauty looked on in astonishment, the redhead spewed. "I mean, they didn't want to listen that Sovereign was coming, but when he did, they were all begging me for help." The young professor watched on, wide eyed as Shepard marched across the steel plates of the lab. "They of course thanked me for saving the council and all, but really."
Abruptly stopping in her tracks, the soldier peered directly into that asari's sapphire pools, "Can you believe they actually asked me to be a human ambassador?" Rolling her eyes, the former rogue soldier twisted once more before returning her gaze to the young maiden, "I mean, really. Can you picture me offering advice for all humanity?" A hearty laugh filled the space. The power biotic was unclear if the green eyed woman was being serious or not, but sat quietly and listened patiently.
"I told them that Captain Anderson was much better suited then I was." Taking a seat on the edge of the desk next to Liara, Shepard went on, "You should have seen his face when I said that." Crossing her arms as she spoke, the officer leaned closer to the professor, "You'd think I handed him the Star of Terra or something."
The close proximity of the human made the young asari suddenly realize she was staring more at the harden warrior, rather than hearing a word she was saying. Shaking the maiden from hypnotic trance was the mention of asari councilmember.
"And boy does Matriarch Tevos sure know how to wear a good mask."
Tilting her head as she re-engaged in the conversation, the prothean expert inquired, "What do you mean?"
Rocking back on the desk, that further accentuated her sublime features, the commanding officer explained, "She acted like she barely even knew me." Rubbing the back of her neck, the spectre continued, "Heck, she even razed me a bit."
"Razed?" hummed the crested woman.
"It means to give me a hard time." The blank expression on the young asari made the savior of the galaxy realize the maiden still wasn't catching on. "She was teasing me?" A recognizable nod of acknowledge reflected back at the N7 officer. "Anyway, the bottom line is I've had about enough of human politics, and how they are using the Alliance to get their way right now."
Swiftly lifting herself off the desk, the council's champion reported, "It's time to get the hell out of here."
"Where are we going?"
"I tell you what pretty blue eyes…" Not wasting any more time, the illustrious heroine quickly wrapped her arms around the asari's waist and added, "…why don't you meet me in my cabin in about an hour to pick up where Dr. Chakwas interrupted us this morning."
Liara's blue eyes sparkled brighter as they stared back at Shepard's cheshire grin, silently pleading for the maiden to comply. "And where might I ask will you be for the next hour?"
The clever smile turned into a lopsided smirk. "I have to see a krogan about a possible future."
Confused, Liara inquired, "What?"
"It's a long story. I'll tell you when I get back." The galactic warrior placed an unexpected soft kiss on the asari's lips, slightly tugging on the azure bottom lip when they parted. "I promise."
Again falling under the warrior's spell, the prothean expert watched helplessly as the commander strolled out of the room. Watching the door close behind her lover, the maiden released a deep sigh, "Oh Goddess, that was lovely, wasn't it."
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As promised, about an hour later, Commander Shepard returned to her cabin. Resting on the black couch was the young asari who motioned for the human to join her. Hesitantly sauntering inside, the spectre approached her overly excited lover. Placed on the table next to them were two trays of specially made meals Liara had managed to order while on the Citadel. Eager to show her gift, she declared, "Shepard, I picked up that asari dish you loved so much." Immediately ending her sentence, the young maiden knew that something heavy was bearing down on the human's soul.
Gently taking the cerulean hand in hers, the spectre said, "Liara, there is something I need to tell you."
Shifting her weight on the leather sofa, Benezia's daughter asked, "What is it Shepard? You look troubled."
"Promise not to hate me?" the redhead muttered, chewing on her bottom lip.
The prothean expert's gaze turned into a glare as she shifted her head and squinted. "What did you do this time?"
Feeling if she were standing on the edge of the Universe, the exhausted human inhaled sharply as if she were about to take a leap of faith. "I told Wrex to blow Ilos out of the sky."
"You did what?!" Erupting immediately as perceived, the maiden shoved the harden soldier away as she stood.
Gathering the steaming woman's hands in hers, the commanding officer continued, "IF! IF we didn't succeed! He didn't do it." Watching the professor's face flush wildly, the green eyed woman added, "Liara, Ilos is still there. It's still in one piece." Seeing tears threatening to escape from the woman who had dedicated over half her life to studying the Prothean Empire, Shepard cupped the maiden's face. "I'm sorry I scared you Liara. I really am, but I promise Ilos is safe and sound. I swear."
Removing herself from the warrior's grasp, the professor turned her back as she wiped away the excess moisture from her eyes. "Why didn't he do it then?"
Feeling awful about the situation, the savior of the galaxy flopped back down on the couch and explained, "Good old Wrex planted a bug in the mako. He knew where we were the whole time."
"A what?"
"A bug. You know a transmitting device."
Perplexed, the powerful biotic spun around and questioned, "Why did he do that?"
"Apparently, some of the crew members are deafly aware of my driving skills…" The N7 officer dragged her hand through her hair and muttered. "…or therefore my lack of." Shifting her site back to the nearly obliterated asari, the council's champion continued, "He installed it in case the mako got stuck on some atmospherically dangerous planet, he says."
Greatly relieved, the asari maiden's piercing blue eyes began to dry up as she nearly choked, "So he knew."
"Yeah babe, the whole time." Finally feeling it was safe to approach the matriarch's daughter, the illustrious figure slowly reached out for the young maiden's hand. Thankfully, the crested woman intertwined her fingers with that of the humans as they pulled each other closer into a tight embrace.
"I would never do anything to hurt you Li."
"I know." Burying her face in the heroine's shoulder, the maiden squeezed the spectre's waist even tighter as she announced, "I don't know if I could handle it right now; losing something else I love so much."
Gently peeling the somber professor from her chest, Shepard proclaimed, "That is why we are getting the heck out of here."
Welcoming the change in subject, the prothean expert batted her eye lids for clarity, "Where are we going?"
"I thought the crew could use a little R & R."
"R&R?"
Reciting, as if she were speaking from the Uniform Code of Justice for the Alliance, the reputable soldier stated, "Rest and relaxation. Time off for duty well served." Rolling her stiff shoulder, that was previously dislocated only three days prior, the redhead revealed, "Besides, I've been granted three weeks leave to go anywhere I want."
Allowing a multitude of thoughts to shroud her mind, the asari maiden inquired, "What about the Normandy?"
The commanding officer chuckled at the thought of leaving behind her stead fast vessel, "By all means, they are getting three weeks off as well."
"Oh." Liara simply uttered, instantly worried about the 'non Alliance' personnel.
Knowing it would cheer up the young asari, the green eyed woman divulged, "So I told Joker to plot a course to Virmire right away. And don't worry our non- human crew will also be receiving three weeks leave, anywhere they chose; including aboard the Normandy."
The matriarch's daughter made an unpleasant frown, remembering the sand on the tropical planet being most uncomfortable in her uniform. Gently leading the grimacing face back to hers, Shepard suggested, "Don't worry pretty blue eyes, I thought this time, we'd both would be wearing, um… something less restrictive."
"Oh really?" The Thessian native purred, suddenly cheering up. Forcing her way into Shepard's wanting arms, the azure asari whispered in the warrior's ear, "Do tell more Commander."
Libidinous images floated through her mind, enjoying the alluring maiden the savior of the galaxy continued in a soft whisper, "Well I was thinking there would be a lot less, boots and armor this time."
Playing along, hoping to further tempt the council's champion, Liara questioned, "Do you wish to provide an example?"
"An example huh?" The N7 officer continued to snake her arms around her lover's hips, "I was thinking of lots of skin."
Enjoying the seductive enticement, the powerful biotic released a pleasurable moan, "Yes, go on."
Inching themselves closer to the large mattress in the room, the illustrious figure mentioned, "And perhaps a sheet or two."
Flirtatiously tickled by Shepard's suggestions, provoked another stimulating moan from Liara's throat. "I like the way you think commander."
Before another word could be spoken, the couple fell unceremoniously onto the bed and disappeared in each other's ravenously kissing.
Several hours later, in an unknown location in space, Professor T'Soni was making another long scientific entry on her data pad. Leaning against her lover's equally naked body, the prothean expert affectionately caressed the warrior's back in between various key strokes. Liara's cobalt toes often glided over the back of the pale skin of the commander. Unbeknownst to working woman, the redhead was thoroughly enjoying every subconscious touch and stroke the asari made.
When the enthralling caressing halted a bit too long, one of the spectre's calves shot upward and thumped against the bed. "Hey!" she muffled in the pillow below her head. Twisting a little to allow herself to be better heard, the groggy soldier questioned, "How much longer are you going to be Li?"
Without hesitation, the maiden's hands never paused as she continued to type away. "I have to write down everything I remember about Ilos Shepard." Staggering her strokes as she had recalled something new, Liara added, "I need to document it while it is still fresh. I don't want to forget anything."
Raising and dropping her leg again making the bed shake, the commanding officer suggested, "Maybe I should send you to Ilos after Virmire."
Abruptly halting the prothean expert's progress, the indigo skinned maiden teased, "Shepard, you wouldn't miss me?"
Rolling over, the galactic warrior grabbed the crested woman and declared as she playfully tumbled over the young asari, tossing the data pad to the ground, "I only miss you, Miss Liara T'Soni… when I am breathing."
The stars whizzed by the small porthole in the bulkhead adjacent to the pair. The brightly colored dots were completely unaffected by the love making currently happening in the captain's stateroom. Suns would still appear to rise and fall, galaxies would continue to expand, and new planets would still be discovered. All and all, nothing dramatic would change that would upset the balance of the galaxy, at least not today, and not for the remaining three weeks.
~ The End ~