AN: Okay, first off, thanks to (mostly) everyone who reviewed. I appreciate all of your kind words and thank you for taking the time to even write something down. Secondly, I thought I would let all of you know that this story will be more… expansive than I though. As at least one of you already know, this will involve more than just Liara, Shepard, and Benezia. So… yeah. I guess that's a good thing. So, here. Enjoy the latest update. And check out some of my other stuff when you get the chance. A lot of them are in the same vein as this story. Y'know… porn-y.
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It was amusing for Benezia to see her new human pet look so surprised at the sight of his new home.
The T'Soni estate was enormous, something Benezia never forgot but ultimately got used to, but it was still a nice little treat to watch other people's reactions when they first laid eyes on the home.
The human's eyes went wide, his eyebrows raised in an almost comical manner. His facial expression wasn't much different than that of Benezia's daughter, Liara, when the maiden first saw an intact prothean ruin, jutting from the ground of an alien planet.
"Surprised?"
The human flinched, having been jolted back to reality by his mistress' words. John Shepard tore his gaze from the skycar window; his lovely, blue eyes met Benezia's, a hint of embarrassment evident in the shiny orbs.
"No, Mistress," he answered while idly scratching the hair on the back of his head, "it's just that I've never seen a home this size. You're garden is larger than most houses back on Earth!"
The wonder in his voice drew a chuckle from the centuries-older matriarch.
So young and full of life. So much energy…
The skycar lurched slightly, a telltale sign that they had landed. Before Benezia could do much of anything, John had already gotten the doors open and stepped out, one held out for the matriarch.
Benezia recognized this as a polite, chivalrous gesture from human culture, where human males would be expected to assist females out of carriages and vehicles. It was wholly unnecessary in this case, as Benezia was more than capable of taking care of herself, but it was a sweet gesture and not at all unwelcome.
Benezia accepted the young man's hand, softly taking a hold of it as she stepped, gracefully, out of the skycar. It brought the asari a warm, pleasant feeling when a broad smile spread across her pet's face, revealing a set of pearly white teeth.
The rest of the day was spent showing her new human companion around the estate.
Benezia stifled a laugh when she saw his expression as he was led into the main hall, the poor boy's eyes glued to the ceiling looming a few stories overhead, mesmerized by the intricate, glass chandelier hanging high above him.
His reaction to the bath house was equally amusing, though in his defense, the one she had seen in the companion villa was much smaller.
Unfortunately, she could not prevent her pet from being swarmed by the estate's other inhabitants, which comprised of her security team, her acolytes, her advisors, the maids, and the kitchen staff.
They fawned over the young man as if he were some adorable plush toy, many of the younger maidens taking the opportunity to run their hands through the collection of soft fibers on the top of his head, cooing at the strange, alien sensation of the thin bristles brushing against their sensitive skin. A few of the more daring among the crowd took the chance to reach out and feel the human's well-defined body, fondling his muscles and musing over the tone and definition.
John, much to Benezia's relief, seemingly had no problems with the attention he was receiving and didn't seem to care about the fact he was being groped.
Like Benezia, many of her followers held the opinion that the boy's eyes were his most attractive feature, though their conclusions ranged from "cute" to "absolutely gorgeous".
It would be several hours before Benezia was able to show John his new quarters, specifically, her own room. The matriarch allowed herself a small smile at her pet's reaction to the fact that he would be residing in the master bedroom along with her.
"I'm sleeping here? With you?"
"Yes, darling," Benezia replied warmly, slowly making her way over to her large bed and taking a seat, "is that a surprise?"
John took a quick look around the large bedroom, appreciating the soothing paintings hung high on the walls.
"Well… yes, actually, it is."
Benezia pursed her lips, a thoughtful expression on her face.
"Why is that, my pet?"
John pulled his gaze from one of the paintings, turning to face his mistress.
Benezia sat on her bed, her legs crossed. The millennia-old woman found herself pushing her chest out, a result of her desire to appear physically appealing to her new plaything. It was not a difficult goal to accomplish, as Benezia quickly learned. Despite her age, the elder asari was fortunate enough to keep her curvaceous figure from her maiden years, the only significant change from those times being her increased breast size, which, knowing males, was not a bad thing. Coupling her sizable bust with a nice, plump rear, Benezia was still able to draw quite a few glances her way, as evident from John's roaming eyes.
"John?"
The human blinked once, surprised from being pulled from his thoughts, whatever they were. Benezia stifled a quiet chuckle brought on from the look on the young man's face.
"I apologize, mistress. I was… distracted," John meekly answered, his cheeks slightly reddening, "What was your question?"
"Think nothing of it, darling," Benezia assured him, smiling warmly at her human, "come pet, have a seat next to me."
The matriarch lightly patted the area of the bed next to her, an obvious invitation if not for her verbal request.
John accepted it without hesitation, a given for many men of his age and sexuality. As he did, his mistress placed a hand softly on his back, the human immediately being filled with a feeling of warmth and comfort. That came as a shock to John. It was widely known across the galaxy that asari were capable of being empaths to a certain degree, to mentally feel what others feel, but John did not know that they were capable of sharing their own feelings in a such a way was well.
"Tell me about the villa, love," Benezia cooed into John's ear, her full, dark-blue lips nearly brushing against his skin, "Or better yet, why don't you show me?"
John gave his mistress a look, his brow furrowing.
"You want to meld… to see into my mind? Now?"
"I don't see why not, darling," Benezia whispered softly into his ear, her free hand moving to stroke his cheek, "I want to know what you've learned, what they've taught you. Will you allow it?"
"Yes, mistress." John replied after a moment of hesitation.
It suddenly occurred to John that the room now felt significantly warmer. The young man had thought himself to be more confident than this, but, then again, he had believed he was going to be purchased by some horny, spoiled maiden living off her mother's money.
Instead, he was taken home by a very powerful and wealthy matriarch who was several centuries his senior. It was difficult not to feel a bit out of his depth.
The warmth he had felt before was now spreading to every inch of his body, filling his mind until he felt consumed by it.
It took a moment to realize he was not in Benezia's bedroom anymore, but back at the villa. His mistress had initiated the meld, but her near millennia of experience had refined her ability to do so in such a way that was far less intrusive than if a maiden or matron had done it. John actually felt sensations of warmth and love filling him, Benezia sending her own feelings into his mind. He could even know her thoughts to a degree.
So… how does it feel, embracing the mind of a matriarch?
John honestly had no words to describe what he was feeling at the moments, an odd, but not unpleasant, combination of emotions, both hers and his, meshing together in a way where their identities merged.
She was him, and he was her.
But right now, Benezia wished to know about the villa and what he had learned there. So, John, being the good pet that he was, allowed a memory to play out before him.
The world seemed to twist and turn around him until he was in a more specific area of the villa, one of the "training" quarters.
It was a simple room with a window and a bed, the only source of light coming from several lit candles set on the nightstand and beside the windows. Asari were known to enjoy more natural household décor on certain occasions.
It was late into the evening, the sun having set a while ago, allowing the candles to shine at their brightest. There, tangled within the bed sheets, were two figures, their roaming hands pawing at each other in a lust-filled frenzy. Quiet grunts and moans filled the room as the pair joined at the waist, the larger figure looming over the smaller, lithe individual.
And what might this be, pet?
One of my many learning experiences, mistress.
The larger one, undoubtedly a male, if his voice was any indication, thrust forward into the figure below him, drawing a series of moans and squeaks that were velvet to John's ears. The lithe figure below, a female, wrapped her shapely legs around the male's waist, locking her ankles together to hold him in place. With a savage grunt, the male leaned down, one of the woman's nipples finding a way into his mouth. It was then that the female's face could clearly be seen, a very familiar blue face, one Benezia had seen only hours ago.
Madam Dantius?
She was a very good teacher, in my opinion, mistress.
I can see that, pet.
Now it was clear. The male in the memory was John himself and this was one of his "sessions" with the companion villa's madam.
"Harder" Madam Dantius breathed out, her small, delicate hands latching onto the young man's back, her nails digging into his skin.
John obliged without question, ignoring the stinging sensation as Nassana left several trails of fire down his back when she dragged her hands across his skin. The human began churning his hips against hers at a faster pace; pumping his length in and out of the asari's tight, warm folds like a piston.
You rut into her with such vigor, pet. Will you show me the same enthusiasm?
You don't need to ask, mistress. I am yours.
Madam Dantius' cries became louder, less controlled, until finally, she was calling out his name repeatedly. The matron was silenced when the human's lips met hers in a fierce, lust-filled kiss. Tongues breached lips and invaded the opposite mouth, tasting something wet and foreign and warm. John took the opportunity to palm one of Nassana's full breasts, his large hand kneading the soft, fleshy globe, brushing the sensitive nipple. The matron moaned into his mouth, her body arching up into his in response.
Suddenly, the whole world began slipping away. John was being pulled out of the room by an unseen force, everything dissolving around him as he flew past walls, doors, trees, and buildings.
Now, he was back in Benezia's room, sitting on his mistress' bed and staring into her loving face. He locked eyes with hers and saw, behind the love and adoration, a lust that was building up to breaking point. The matriarch smiled disarmingly, making all the tension leave the young man's body. Her hand was still stroking his cheek, keeping John facing towards her.
Before the human could do much of anything, Benezia struck like a serpent, her soft, dark blue lips latching onto his. Within moments, the asari had coaxed John's mouth open, allowing her warm, wet tongue access. She slid the muscle in, teasing him at first with a light massage of his own muscle before proceeding into a more aggressive approach. It only took a moment for John to begin kissing back, sliding his own tongue into his mistress' mouth as well. They dueled for a bit, drawing moans of approval from one another, seeing what worked and what didn't.
It was Benezia who broke contact, pulling away with a loud slurping noise. Both of their lips were swollen now, both of them panting like dogs.
"I want you to do what you did to her, to Miss Dantius," Benezia whispered, breathless and with barely concealed lust, "I want to feel what she felt when you were making love to her, pet. Can we do that?"
John said nothing, his only response was to resume the kiss Benezia had ended. His lips pressed against hers and she returned in kind, the matriarch allowing a loud moan to escape her lips when her pet palmed one of her ample breasts, teasing her nipple through the fabric of her dress.
Goddess, it's been too long…
John's other hand went on to a more important destination, sneaking its way up her long skirt, pulling the expensive fabric until it bunched up at her thighs. He slipped his way between her legs, his calloused hand brushing against her velvety soft skin. He was surprised to find the matriarch already moist, his nimble fingers teasing sensitive flesh.
Ultimately, John's ministrations with his hands and tongue were Benezia's undoing. The millennia-old asari pulled them both back onto her soft, large bed, Benezia straddling her human and her dainty hands already working on removing her pet's clothes.
First to go was his shirt, a button-up thing that was quickly discarded and forgotten, revealing his finely-toned chest and abdomen, his strength and power moving just beneath soft, warm skin. Benezia took the time to appreciate what was lying before her, running her small hands across his chest, really feeling him for the first time.
A fine specimen of humanity. Of men in general, really.
Next to go where the human's pants, which Benezia pulled off unceremoniously as her pet began working on her dress. The human tugged at the many clasps and straps that held the flowing gown in place, obviously confused as to what he was doing. Though, in the boy's defense, asari were known for their rather complicated clothing.
Benezia stepped in, tugging at strap near her neck, allowing the top portion of her blouse to fall free, revealing her heavy, swaying breasts.
The effect was instant, John immediately leaning up into a sitting position as his mouth latched into one breast, his hand going to the other. Benezia gasped sharply as her pet's tongue teased a nipple and his rough hand kneaded her other, fleshy mound.
Goddess…
"I take it my body is to your satisfaction, pet?"
John's muffled reply was indiscernible, but the vibrations of his voice sent a wave of pleasure through Benezia's body. She ultimately took it as a "yes".
There was something firm brushing against her plump buttocks and she realized it was her pet's manhood, already prepared to do what it was intended to do.
Quickly, the matriarch flipped the pair over so that her pet loomed over her, trapping her against her mattress. It was only then that the asari realized just how larger the human was compared to her It was exhilarating to feel so small and helpless, even though she knew otherwise.
She glanced down to see his throbbing length brushing up against the inside of her thigh, inches away from where she wanted him the most. Benezia, by this point, was dripping wet, unbridled lust overcoming all senses.
She needed him inside her now if she was to receive any satisfaction from this.
"John," Benezia cooed, catching the young man's full attention, "are you ready?"
Her pet nodded. She smiled, placing a hand flush against his chest.
An instant later, they became one once more. Her feelings were his and his were hers.
John slipped inside her quickly, her slick folds accepting his length without difficulty, despite her tight grip on him. Benezia moaned, arching her back, her chest pushing up into him. Her soft breasts felt amazing rubbing against his chest as did her azure's vise grip on his throbbing member.
She was as tight as any maiden, hot and wet, like dipping his cock into molten velvet. The feeling was almost angelic, beyond anything John had ever felt before.
He was long and thick, filling her completely and then some. Benezia had taken many lovers in her younger years, drell, turian, but the only ones who filled her as much as John did were krogan, and even then, they were callous and uncaring to her needs.
The pair rolled their hips together, discovering what made the other moan, finding new ways to please the other. John was striking nerves that Benezia hadn't felt in centuries and she was caressing his sensitive organ in ways he never thought possible.
The bed was shaking now, neither of the pair even trying to keep quiet as John thrust with all his might, his hips slapping against Benezia's. Both their bodies were coated with a glistening mixture of sweat and other fluids.
Then came the moment, when Benezia could hold on no more. Due to the link the two shared, John could feel it too and the sensations his mistress felt mixed with his own, sending the human over the edge as well.
For a few precious moments, the two felt pure bliss, riding out each other's ecstasy to a magnificent high and then crashing back to reality with a tremendous release.
John grunted as Benezia cried out, the matriarch clinging to his body as if life depended on it. She came first, her lips gripping him tighter than ever as her warm, sweet fluids came spilling out, coating his cock with them. The human emptied himself into Benezia's tight depths with a groan, his hot seed impacting his mistress' sensitive inner walls, making her shudder with delight.
"Goddess almighty…"
Together, they collapsed onto the inevitably stained mattress, exhausted but ultimately satisfied. They laid there, naked as the day they were born in a tangle of damp bed sheets and sweaty limbs. Benezia shifted, draping herself across her pet's chest, feeling the human's chest rise and fall with a fascination one would find in a maiden. She could hear his heart beating at that excited her for a reason she did not know.
Neither of them said a word, simply lying in bed together, staring at the ceiling, enjoying the other's company. Eventually, they drifted off to Morpheus together, but not before a single thought drifted its way through Benezia's mind.
I do know how to pick them, don't I?
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Special shout-out to Veyron722skyhook. I know for a fact that this story is right up your alley, so I hope that you enjoy it! Also, you guys should read his stuff. I think it's awesome and you might get a kick out of it.