The kiss began gently, but it didn't stay that way for long. Liara took hold of the commander's head, their lips coming together hard as her tongue demanded entry to Shepard's mouth. She complied. A part of her was protesting that this was a terrible idea, but it was drowned out by the grief and despair that filled her thoughts. Everything was crumbling around her, and even if it wasn't right, even if it was just for right now, she wanted to be with Liara again.
The asari pulled her to her feet, and Shepard followed, groaning with desire as her back was pressed against the wall of the apartment. Liara broke the kiss but before the commander could do anything else, the asari's lips moved on to her ear. Liara nibbled on the sensitive lobe even while her hands ran up and down Shepard's frame, caressing her toned curves through her clothing.
Already, she could feel her skin flushing with desire and her cock swelling as rational thought fled. For so long, she'd dreamed of a reunion with the innocent archeologist she'd fallen in love with, but the woman she was entangled with now was something else entirely. The two years she'd been gone and the complicated months since she'd returned had changed Liara a great deal, and though she wasn't sure if it was for the better, her body was definitely responding to this new, more forceful, persona.
Liara ripped open her uniform shirt, and as her hands went to kneed the Spectre's full breasts, still covered by her black bra, she realized she should do more than just stand there. Her fingers sought out the tips of Liara's crest, rubbing the sensitive ridges as she tried to keep up with her partner's fervor. It wasn't easy though, not when the asari's biotics tore off the Spectre's bra and her mouth covered an-already stiff nipple. Her tongue was just as good as Shepard remembered, teasing and then satisfying the ach in the bud, while her hands gripped the human's ass, pulling their bodies even more tightly together. Shepard's erection was almost painfully stiff now, pressing hard against the Shadow Broker's torso, and Liara took notice. Her mouth withdrew and when she looked down, her eyes were heavy with desire, flecks of darkness appearing there along with some emotion Shepard was too distracted to place.
Liara ran her fingers over the fabric-covered bulge in the Spectre's pants, but in spite of her superficial enthusiasm, she remained unsure of what she wanted. Her former lover's despair had touched some deep well of affection that her anger had failed to drain, but that only explained the first kiss. Since then, she'd simply been acting on instinct, not worrying about the why of her actions. Did she really want Shepard back or did she just need to prove to herself that she still held some power over the Spectre who's hold on her emotions she hadn't been able to escape?
If her head and her heart were uncertain though, other parts of the asari were not. Already her azure throbbed with need, her body hungry for the one person who'd ever made her feel the way Shepard did, and for the touch that she'd missed so desperately.
She was also intensely curious about what lay beneath the Spectre's pants. Liara hadn't been able to look away from Shepard's transformed body on the vid she'd found in the Shadow Broker's archives, and she couldn't do it now either. So much of the anguish and doubt she'd been put through turned out to have been linked to this new part of her former lover's anatomy, and when she felt it twitch in response to her touch, she had to know more.
Her fingers opened the clasp of the commander's pants, and she yanked them down roughly along with her boxers, exposing Shepard's dick, as Ashley had called it, to her gaze. It was larger than it had looked in the vid, and when she wrapped her palm around the shaft, she was struck by how hot it felt against her skin. With one hand, she began to stroke the Spectre, and her partner moaned softly in response. It was a sound Liara had always loved to hear, and she kept going, pleased that she could coax it out of her new anatomy as well.
Shepard could scarcely believe what was happening. One minute, she'd been begging Liara for her help, and the next, she'd been stripped naked and practically jumped by the beautiful asari. Not that she was exactly complaining. Liara's strokes might not have been the most experienced, but they were enthusiastic, and beyond that, the sheer fact of them was incredible. Far from being disgusted with her change, the Shadow Broker seemed anxious to take advantage of it, and her passion was proving contagious.
Shepard began rubbing the asari's breasts through the blue and red dress she wore, trying to level the playing field by provoking a little of the same reaction that her partner was drawing out of her. It wasn't easy though, especially not when Liara's thumb started brushing over the swollen head of her cock. Fluid was already covering its slit, and the lubrication only made what the asari was doing even more pleasurable. She hadn't even managed to get Liara out of her clothes, and already, she felt half-way to bursting, groaning with need that she couldn't keep out of her voice.
Liara might have been unfamiliar with the commander's new penis, but she recognized the way her breathing was changing, the gasps and moans telling that her lover was building towards her release. She wasn't ready to give it to her though, not yet. There was more she needed from this encounter and so she removed her hand and, in a voice that left little room for argument, told the human, "Lie down."
Shepard did as she'd been bade, settling back onto the soft carpet of Liara's apartment. The soft fabric felt pleasant on her naked back, but her attention remained fixed on the woman standing above her. Liara didn't bother to strip, instead simply reaching under her dress to pull off her red panties and toss them away. "Do you want this, Shepard?, she asked as her fingers stroked her own clit, making sure she was ready for what she hoped would come next. "To be inside me?"
An awed, "Yes," forced its way past the Spectre's lips, and Liara pulled aside her dress and without further preamble, lowered herself onto the waiting erection. It was larger than the toy she and Shepard had used together, but in spite of the fast pace of events, she knew she was ready enough to take it. The head was thick and as it pressed against her opening, she gasped at the stretching in her azure but she didn't stop. Inch by inch, she took Shepard inside of her and the sensation was remarkable. The penetration made her feel wonderfully full, but it was more than just that. There was a deep sense of connection at her most sensitive place being joined with Shepard's, and that thought made her shiver, fresh arousal easing the commander's passage the rest of the way inside of her.
Once she had finished, Shepard asked, "Are you okay?", and when Liara nodded, the commander's hands slid under her dress, taking hold of her hips. The two women began moving together and in spite of the time that had passed, Liara felt the rhythms of sex coming back easily to her. It was so good to lose herself in them, and whatever Shepard might still feel for her, she made love to Liara like she cared. Her hands ran over the Shadow Broker's hips and sought out her clit while her lips caught Liara's own. Shepard's kiss was far softer than the one the asari had given her, and as she felt the affection in the human's touch, she needed to know if what she was seeing was real.
Her hand cupped the Spectre's cheek and when her eyes darkened, the question was implicit. With a gasp, Shepard nodded, and Liara was granted entry into her mind. She knew what followed would be complicated, but she still wasn't prepared. The emotions that came at her were more intense than she'd ever felt before, wave after wave of them crashing over the asari faster than she could process.
Shepard's choking guilt over the destruction of the Bahak system, for leaving Jack behind to be kidnapped, and for how she'd treated Liara. The overwhelming disgust and self-loathing Cerberus' alterations to her body had caused, and her desire to shield Liara from them. The gratitude she felt towards Jack for helping her to overcome those feelings, and the unexpected, deepening affection that had built between the two women during their time together. Her fear for the fate of her new lover and unborn child. The pleasure of making love with the asari, a joy the commander had thought she'd never get to experience again.
And there, mixed in with the rest of her emotions, but still clear as day, was Shepard's love for Liara. The warmth and caring the asari had cherished so much, that had sustained her over the time they were apart, hadn't gone away at all. And nor had her own. In spite of Liara's anger and her hurt, she still loved Shepard too, and even while she drunk in the commander's feelings, she couldn't stop herself from sharing hers as well. Longing, passion, and affection flowed back across the meld, merging with their shared pleasure, and the response was immediate.
Inside of her, her commander stiffened, Liara's love giving her body permission to surrender to the ecstasy they were sharing. The human looked so beautiful as she came undone, her green eyes half-closed, her mouth open, and her taut body tense as she found her bliss. Her cock throbbed, spilling her fluids into Liara, and the asari couldn't help but follow her lover over the edge. Her azure squeezed tighter around Shepard, her hands clutching onto the Spectre's shoulders as the release the asari longed for was finally hers. Her body had needed this so badly, and she couldn't tell how long her climax went on, the shocks of pleasure running though her so powerful that by the time she was done, she felt as if all the bones had been removed from her body.
Spent, she slumped down on top of the Spectre's chest, and Shepard's hand found her crest, stroking it tenderly. "Sweetheart," she murmured, affection filling her every word, "I…"
"This doesn't fix everything, Shepard," she told her lover, but the venom that had once been in her voice before was gone, drained by what she'd felt in the meld. She hadn't realized the depths of her lover's pain, hadn't realized how badly what Cerberus had done to her had twisted her head. Liara had been the one who'd handed the commander's body to those monsters, and her guilt helped to balance out her anger.
"I know that," Shepard sighed. "I just wanted to say I was sorry. For everything. I was only trying to protect you from what happened to me."
"I saw. You didn't have to."
"I realize that now." The human shook her head sadly. "Maybe if I'd just trusted you earlier, none of this would've happened. To you, to me." She paused, a tear forming in her eye. "And Jack… God, you have to get her back, Liara. She doesn't deserve any of this."
"I will," she promised, running her hand through the human's red hair. It was a little pleasure, but one she'd missed, and she let herself have the small indulgence. "Though I suspect she may not be entirely happy to see me given what's just happened between us."
"About that, I…" Shepard swallowed, shaking her head. "I didn't exactly cheat on her. We never said we were exclusive. But you're right. I don't know what I'm going to say to her about any of this."
"Try being honest," Liara told her. "I deserved that much, and so does she."
Beneath her, the commander nodded. "You're right. I'm so tired of lying. To you. To myself. To everybody else. I love both of you, and I'm done pretending otherwise. I don't know what it means, but there it is."
"I don't know either," Liara told her, before bending down to give the Spectre a reassuring kiss. "But Shepard, I will get her back."
The commander smiled gratefully at her, and all Liara wanted right then was to stay in the arms of the woman she loved. What had just happened had not been the reunion she'd once dreamed of, but it was also far more than had seemed possible only an hour earlier. In spite of that though, and as much as she hated to lose the pleasant fullness in her azure and the warmth of Shepard's skin, she forced herself to rise. The commander gave her a rueful look, but Liara reminded her, "You've already stayed too long. You have to get back the Normandy before the Illusive Man makes contact, and I have work to do."
Her lover knew she was right. "Okay, I'll get out of here," she agreed, standing, and giving her back a long stretch that showed off her deliciously fit body. "Before I go, though," she added as she hunted around for what reminded of her clothes, "About us…"
Liara made herself stop the commander there. "Don't. I meant what I said before. Things aren't fixed between us, not yet. I know you were trying to protect me, but even so, you were foolish and I ended up getting hurt. There is a great deal I still need to figure out before we can have that conversation."
"All right, I understand," Shepard agreed, but she sounded so regretful that Liara couldn't resist leaning over and giving the red-head one final, affectionate kiss. This might not have been their happy ending, but she thought Shepard should know that it had at least been a start.