A/N: This story has had a lot of ups and downs, drama and angst, and there will indeed be tough times to come.
This chapter... has none of that. Advance warning for explicit sex throughout!
Thank you to Jay8008 and Vector 71 for the help :-)
Faith's body is wonderfully warm as she pulls me into an embrace, and again that feeling of rightness, of safety and reassurance, fills me... and the nightmare of not knowing where she is, what she is doing, what stresses she may be under, is buried just a little deeper.
For now. Until the next mission.
Goddess... Will it always be like this?
War and fighting and uncertainty...
It is all I can do, all she can do, to enjoy this moment, now, and I try to relax in her strong arms.
Her playful voice manages that thing it always does when she is feeling well, of banishing the doubts, of reminding me there is a future for us to fight for, that we can share...
'If you want to spend more time with me, my cradle robbing asari, I'm sure I can accommodate. But...'
Her lips move closer, and her voice becomes a husky whisper, 'I would rather,' her hand slips lower, over the incredibly sensitive area at the small of my back, and applies a luxurious pressure... Goddess... to feel so right... 'Do something other than talk about human slang...'
Oh... I missed her so much... I was so worried...
Faith does something magical with her fingers at my spine and... Goddess... my legs buckle, but she is there to catch me, arms softly cradling me as I rest my head on her shoulder.
We needed this...
I tighten my own grip, and think with a smile to the other slang phrases I happened across when researching Joker's term... those whose descriptions had me nervously looking over my shoulder to ensure nobody else was spying.
I shift and nibble on her exquisitely sensitive ear, to be rewarded by a tiny gasp of pleasure and her halting her ministrations long enough for me to sink a hand through her hair, its strands now slightly longer than my fingers, tugging lightly as I know she likes. 'I learned some other human phrases, Faith... your species is remarkably creative.'
'Hmm? And what terms would those be?' Her head shifts under my hand, tugging some of her hairs tighter, so I increase the pressure, massaging her skull just as she resumes her own activities at my back.
With a wicked grin, I channel my most seductive voice. 'I particularly enjoyed the concept of "getting your tail"'
Faith's giggle somewhat breaks the mood.
Goddess...did I get it wrong? I thought that was correct! 'D... did I say it wrong?'
She tightens her embrace, releasing that wondrous pressure but pulling our bodies closer together, and that amazing warmth and safety again flows through me, that amazing sensation of being loved, cared for, in this tumultuous time. 'Almost. That's... not quite the right context.'
I pull back a bit, so I can see her face. Her scars are fading, thank the Goddess, and to see such a smile on her face, to hear her laugh so freely... to laugh and love with her as well... I wish we could do this forever. I fix her with my best serious face, and speak gravely, 'You must tell me the correct way to say it!'
I hate getting things wrong; especially those I researched!
Faith snickers with amusement, her eyes dancing as she replies in a low, breathy voice. 'Hmm... only if you tell me some asari slang.'
Oh, so that's how it will be...
I lean in, and whisper into her ear, 'I am sure you remember what azure means?'
I can almost see the cheeky smile on her face as she replies, 'I am intimately familiar with the concept.'
An involuntary tremor runs through me at her husky reply. She certainly is...
'Then I trust you can deduce what "Dancing the azure steps" might involve?' I feel a blush run to my cheeks at the whispered words, but also an excitement, to say such things I normally would not, 'or perhaps "drinking of the darkest waters"?'
She hums pleasantly, body trembling wonderfully against my own, 'They sound so graceful... don't the asari have any... lewd... ones?'
I lick my lips, and push my hips forward, wanting to feel more of her, to know she is back, here, unharmed... to have her. 'I prefer yours.'
Pushing up the back of Faith's padded underarmour, I can feel her back is warm, and again she shudders most pleasantly... to know I can elicit such reactions... it is almost intoxicating... and I know she enjoys being under my power as much as I enjoy holding it.
'Especially the simple ones without confusing idioms...'
Faith lazily raises her arms, and I happily oblige, peeling the tight garment from her, revealing her muscular, toned body, clad now just in a sports bra from the waist up, resisting with limited success the urge to claim her, to take her as mine right here in this cargo bay as she slowly draws the zipper down the side of my uniform, pulling it down my arms so it hangs around my hips, revealing the tank top I slept in.
We both take a step back, visually drinking in each others' bodies.
Faith can be quite self conscious; thinking her broad shoulders, tight bands of muscle and smaller breasts make her unattractive... but she is beautiful.
Her golden skin pulls appealingly against the muscles beneath it, rippling in a way that just makes me want to... mmm... pounce her, and my mouth runs dry at the thought of drawing my fingers, my tongue, over every inch of her, caressing her breasts that fit so perfectly in my hands, eliciting those deliciously soft but... Goddess... so passionate noises from her, make her writhe beneath me as I part the dark veil I know lies just beneath the black, knee-length armoured leggings and touch and taste and have her.
The moment stretches out, a hot tension moistening the folds at the back of my head, an electric spark running down my spine, a delicious heat rushing between my legs, and I can see Faith similarly gazing at me with a hunger in her eyes. At a wordless signal the moment erupts and our bodies and mouths crash into each other, hands everywhere at once, uncontrolled and wild, our tongues dancing for dominance, her heady human taste annihilating my senses into an all consuming urge...
I pull back, gasping for air, feeling my biotics flare and that pull, to join the union, to be one with her, to know and share that strength and passion... her half-lidded eyes are heavy with promise and lust and love, and I lean in, whispering that most lewd human slang, 'I want to fuck you, Faith.'
They made it back to the bedroom, somehow.
Faith's padded top lay forgotten in the cargo bay. The matching leggings were by the bedroom door. One shoe was in the corridors somewhere, the other kicked off as she was pushed backwards by an exhilaratingly assertive Liara, eventually tossed back onto the bed wearing just her sports bra and underwear.
As Faith shuffled slowly up the bed, Liara stood before her and with an arousing grace that she seemed to manage so effortlessly, slowly gyrated her hips until the scientists' uniform slipped down to her thighs. Liara never broke eye contact as she bent over at the waist, offering Faith a view of the magnificent cerulean cleavage underneath the dark tank top Liara was wearing, and seductively slid the uniform down her legs so she could step out, clad just in black, slightly lacy underwear.
As Faith tried to sit up a little, Liara leaned forward and, with a biotically charged hand, pushed her back onto the bed. Without any further ado the asari abruptly straddled her, legs either side of her waist. Faith licked her lips - her mouth suddenly dry with the knowledge of what Liara was showing her. That she was owned by this beautiful asari, and that fact was about to be very certainly demonstrated. Her heart began to hammer harder into her chest at the brief moment of being unable to control her own body. In any other situation she hated not being in control, but when she was helpless to Liara...
She loved it. She loved letting down every carefully erected wall, built through years of hardship. She loved Liara blasting through whatever pointless taboos she held. She loved letting go of the expectation that she would have an answer, a plan, an inspiring speech. It was hard, sometimes: but Liara was amazingly patient and perceptive in applying just the right amount of pressure, and never pushed her more than she was comfortable being pushed.
As Liara pinned her to the bed, Faith suddenly became very aware of just how barely clothed the asari was. The perfect cerulean thighs gripping her waist were visibly trembling with the exertion, pebbled skin subtly darkening as it disappeared into Liara's lacy black underwear, into an erotic map of pleasure-giving skin and bundles of nerves and splendidly sensitive flesh, down into Liara's pool of radiating heat.
Swallowing thickly, Faith dragged her gaze upwards, over the flared hips and sloping into a slender blue waist, exposed beneath one of her own black tank tops which was riding up Liara's stomach, stretched temptingly across the chest by the seductive sapphire surprises contained within. That delicious, almost-but-not-cinnamon scent filled Faith's senses, adding a seductive and flaring edge to her world that made every breath like breathing in a hint of heaven.
'Do you like what you see, human?' Liara's voice rang with a pleased, lusty, humour, and Faith smiled in return as she looked up at the gorgeous face above her, navy lips curled into a siren smile.
'You know I -' the human spoke teasingly as she raised her hands, meaning to run them along Liara's heavenly thighs, when without warning Liara collared Faith by the wrists, hands fizzing with biotics, and pinned her to the bed, lips now just centimeters away from her own, breasts tantalisingly brushing her own, trailing fire through the clothing between them.
'I did not give you permission to touch me,' Liara whispered huskily, and Faith flushed with a wonderful, embarrassed, heat.
'S... sorry...' she felt herself slipping deeper into their game, relishing the worries slipping away into the void, everything other than the here and now ceasing to matter.
'Can I trust you not to make that mistake again? Or will I be forced to... bind you?' the asari threatened, eyes narrowing.
The thought of being held in place as Liara had her way with her had Faith grinding her hips helplessly against a friction that refused to appear, until she finally realised Liara was expecting an answer, and would not move until Faith gave one. Wordlessly, she clasped one wrist, still held over her head, with the other hand.
Seeing the motion, Liara nodded, released her own grip and sat up again, putting a comfortable pressure just above Faith's pubic mound. 'Good.'
Closing her eyes, Liara suddenly lit up with an aura of beautiful blue fire. Faith squirmed as her stomach muscles began dancing; Liara's glowing legs in contact with the bare skin were sending ripples through her entire body, like static without the harsh electric edge.
As the magnificent cobalt eyes opened again, Faith noticed that they now held a hungry, predatory look, and a delicious spike of excitement began to pulse through her.
'I hope you were not planning on wearing this again...' Liara reached down with one hand and literally tore off Shepard's sports bra, biotics reducing the hardy fabric to shreds, sending Faith's heart into overdrive, 'because it is in my way.'
The last word came out as an impassioned growl as a soft hand clad in electric fire cupped Faith's left breast, perfect pressure blasting away conscious thought as her skin smoldered under the biotics. Her dark eyes rolled into the back of her head at the touch, a carnal groan escaping her lips, her back arching into the caress, shifting slightly side to side, hoping, needing, Liara to touch the sensitive peak, hard with arousal. The groan eventually turned into a sob of frustration as Liara refused to comply, instead softly massaging the sensual flash of her breast which fit perfectly into the small blue hand, still rippling with biotic fire, sparks of pleasure raging through Faith's body.
'Your heart is beating so fast...' Liara sounded mesmerised, as though the sensation was life to herself as well as Faith, hand pressed firmly against her breast, over her heart, as Faith saw only a map of violet stars in the back of her head. 'And...'
The second touch came completely without warning, an electrified finger flicking over her right nipple that caught Faith's breath in her throat, involuntarily bucking her hips - bouncing Liara slightly - and drew out a gasp of pleasure.
Wanting, needing more, Faith released her hands and began to bring them down, only for Liara to let out a feral growl, and remove the electric touches from her breasts.
Squeezing her eyes shut as an involuntary whimper left her, Faith chewed her bottom lip as she re-clasped her hands above herself. She was about to open her eyes again, perhaps even whisper a plea for more - something she knew Liara would love - when a mouth pounced down onto her left breast - a rough, hot tongue wetly dragging a path over her stiffened peak, tingling with biotic energy and shooting lightning bolts through Faith's nervous system.
With a sharp intake of breath through her teeth, Faith's back arched, pressing her chest into Liara's mouth, a maddening pressure beginning to build between her legs, still denied any friction by the asari straddling her.
Faith began squirming at the waist and finally managed to open her eyes, to be treated to the sight of Liara's dark lips curling up in a predatory grin, baring a flash of white teeth as she nibbled at a pink tip with just the right amount of pressure. Faith let out another gratified groan, and was rewarded when Liara looked up, big blue eyes meeting her own. Something about Liara keeping eye contact even as her tongue slowly worked its way around Faith's nipple drove the human absolutely wild, and again her hips bucked, causing Liara to frown slightly. The asari ceased her ministrations and slowly raised her head, biotics fading but never breaking that provocative stare, bringing Faith's breast with it... until her nipple, hard and damp from Liara's suckling, slipped from the asari's mouth with a quiet pop that flushed yet another rush of heat between her legs.
Liara leaned forward and replaced her hands on Faith's wrists, holding the human down to the bed as she leaned in, brushing her lips across a sensitive ear as she whispered. 'If you cannot control yourself, I will keep you on the cusp of release all day.'
Clenching her teeth in frustration, Shepard forced her body still at the throaty threat, but she could not resist at least curling her toes, pulling the sheets into them as she ached for Liara's touch.
'Much better.'
As the husky word ended, Faith let out another satisfied yet pleading groan as Liara ran the tip of her tongue across her earlobe, before gently sinking her teeth into the tiny globe of flesh, lighting up Faith's nerves, the tiny gesture amplifying all of the other contact she had with Liara, including at her wrists, still delightfully pinned to the bed by Liara's hands and weight. She felt her hands curl just as her toes were, fingertips dragging along the insides of Liara's wrists.
The asari moved back a little bit so Faith could see her softly smiling face. 'You wish to move your arms?'
Faith nodded with a dry mouth. Liara considered this for a moment, then released her human's wrists. 'Take my top off.' The quiet words were spoken with authority, and Faith readily complied, muscles aching slightly, as she dragged the black tank top over Liara's head, releasing the exquisite treasures contained within. Before she could even throw it to one side, Liara moved quickly, clasping the garment that was now wrapped around both of Faith's hands.
'I am not finished with you yet.' Liara leaned further forward, dragging Faith's newly bound hands with her, and began securing the clothing, and her human, to the bed frame.
Faith could not help herself. A tempting, tantalising breast swayed softly over her head, so she leaned up and darted her tongue out, instantly hardening Liara's nipple, then pulled it more fully into her mouth, slowly moistening the delicious peak, deliberately working at a pressure and pace just lower than she knew Liara preferred.
'Mmm... Goddess...' hearing Liara's sigh of pleasure emboldened Faith, so she pressed her head forward slightly, taking more of Liara into her mouth. She was rewarded with another carnal groan drawn from the asari who arched her back briefly, before drawing back, leaving a disappointed Faith now tied to the bed. She could easily pull herself free from the flimsy knot if she truly desired, but gave a small show of struggling against the bond for Liara's benefit.
Liara grinned widely. Faith knew that as much as she enjoyed bending to Liara's will, the asari equally enjoyed holding the power. 'I told you what would happen if you could not control yourself.'
Faith's heart began to beat faster, and a quiet 'Please...' was torn from her lips.
'However, since your tongue is so...' the asari darted her own tongue out, running it over her sapphire lips, 'talented, I will allow your transgression to go unpunished.'
Liara, now clad in just her lacy black underwear, shuffled down Faith's body until she was squatting over the human's knees, and Shepard felt another excited rush as she anticipated what her asari was about to do.
Liara held up one hand and again lit up with biotics, the power shifting and focusing until the enticing flames danced across just one arm, then her hand... then finally her fingertips, audibly humming in the room that was otherwise quiet save for Shepard's increasingly laboured breaths.
With an agonising, deliberate slowness, Liara dragged her energised fingertips up the inside of Faith's thigh, trailing sparks in their wake, stopping just short of the wonderful ache between her legs, letting out an amused hum.
Faith opened an eye in time to see Liara dropping her hand, applying the lightest pressure that nevertheless had Faith's hips squirming involuntarily again, a pressure that lasted just a second before Liara brought a glistening finger up to her mouth and slowly wrapped her tongue around it, lapping up Faith's arousal... cerulean eyes never breaking their contact with Faith's chocolate brown, the red lights all but faded after her vindication and rest.
The pair stared at each other for a moment, Liara's eyes full of a devious mischief and lusty promise, Faith's heavy with pleasure, both swimming with love and affection.
Eventually Liara gave a wicked grin, and another flash of biotics saw Faith's ruined briefs tossed aside.
A glance full of promises and reassurance passed between the women, before Liara licked her lips and dipped her head to hungrily dive in, and Faith's consciousness melted into a vivid haze of wanton pleasure and unrestrained desires.
With a maddeningly deliberate slowness, Liara whirled and twisted and danced her masterful tongue, each subtle curl and delightful pressure and warm, damp flick drawing her human closer and closer to glorious release, a release Faith yearned for, all promises of remaining still forgotten by both as she writhed against Liara's mouth.
It did not take long.
Almost instinctively as Faith's breath began to hitch, Liara ceased her dreamy, deliberate motions, looked up with those huge blue eyes and stepped up the tempo, attacking her with a fierce passion that in just seconds brought a tidal orgasm to Faith, a crashing wave on which rode the teeming lust and desire that had been building for what seemed like hours, eliciting a rare, uncontrolled cry of the asari's name from the usually more subdued human. Trembling thighs gripping Liara's head as the asari's tongue continued to unravel her from the inside, the knot holding her hands in place instantly torn as Faith convulsed helplessly, only for her to grab the bed frame in a desperate attempt to control her body. Just as the first crest began to give way to pulsing aftershocks, Liara's biotically charged fingers slid inside of her as the warm tongue found the sensitive bundle of nerves just above, and before Faith's arched back had even relaxed into the bed again a second magnificent orgasm burst through her, blasting time itself into an azure dream.
This is life...
Giving such pleasure, feeling the passion seep from Faith, that wondrous energy and heat and life and love...
Knowing that she is here, she is alive, she is ok, she is mine...
Her heavy breathing, thin sheen of sweat across her beautiful golden body...
My own senses tingling... Goddess...
Having Faith at my fingertips like that... the scent of her... the taste...
All...
Intoxicating...
A gentle touch brushes across my lips, as I lie beside her, 'Faith... what are you-?'
'Mmm... Kissing you,' she mutters into my mouth.
Deeper, her warm tongue softly dancing across my lips, seeking permission. A stupid thought runs through my mind, 'B - but I...'
'Taste like me?'
'Yes...' As I speak she softly draws her tongue around my mouth, tasting her own essence, then meets my lips again, and I can taste that heady nectar on her, 'Mmm... Goddess...'
'Why should... mmm... that stop me?'
Unrelenting, a hand sneaks around my waist to again caress my back, the mere promise of a touch softly flaring my biotics, and her kiss is more insistent, passionate, loving, and I offer one final protest - 'Be... mmm... because I...' - before she cuts me off, pulling back slightly, and I see her look at me, eyes sparkling with love and a hint of humour.
'T'Soni?'
'Mmm?'
'Shut up and kiss me.'
That is a lovely idea... I might just oblige...
They kissed.
The contact was soft. Tender. Loving. Faith's body still hummed with pleasure from Liara's attentions, and she wanted...
Everything...
I want this moment to last a lifetime...
She wanted to know every tiniest detail of Liara, to touch her, to taste her, to drown in her...
She wanted to promise she would never leave again, that she would always come back, promises Faith wished she could ever truthfully make...
The kiss deepened. She could taste that heady taste of herself on Liara's lips, the aroma itself exciting her little but the knowledge of how it got there... of Liara consuming her...
Their breaths became one; she could taste the sweet air from Liara's lungs and shared her own back, mixing with the warm air of their room, neither wanting to break the magnificent contact.
Their motions became one. At some implicit command the pair shifted so both had greater freedom to roam the sensual maps of the others' bodies. As a soft blue hand sank into her hair, Faith hummed in pleasure as those perfect lips parted to reveal a perfect tongue, dancing with her own, tasting the wonderful alien nectar as the slow, graceful play continued.
Faith drew her hand up, loving the feeling of Liara trembling softly beneath her fingers, stroking the slick heat across the delicate folds at the back of Liara's head, the asari's heady moan echoing throughout her body, rippling across her lips and pulsing through their ever-dancing tongues.
She softly slid her fingers into the grooves, a gasp of pleasure finally breaking the kiss, as Liara tightened her grip in her hair, gently tugging and flushing her with a want... a need... to give Liara everything, all of her, to blast away the worries she so often wore.
Faith shifted herself, so one of her own arms was trapped under Liara, fingers playing over those amazingly sensitive tendrils, moist with a hedonistic lust, and her other hand was now free, to...
They kissed.
The slow, tender dance was nowhere to be found this time. Lips crashed together, heady moans escaping both throats as Faith slid her free hand down to the alluring azure pleasure garden, a sensual design of sensitive skin and multiple buds similar to her own and ever-wanting flesh, each causing Liara a subtly different bliss.
Softly, she pushed down the last of Liara's clothing, the asari easily complying with a graceful shift of her waist and legs, until she casually flicked the garment away with her toes.
Before Liara could make any further move, Faith splayed her hand, thumb and pinky drawing aside the slick perfect folds as she danced her middle finger across a sensitive area and pressed her index into a one of several gentle nubs, gyrating it slowly.
Liara lit up with biotics, gasping in erotic bliss. Faith took great pleasure in learning the complex map of the asari's body, and knew the touch of her fingers, combined with her stroking the tendrils beneath the graceful crest, would give Liara a deep, warming thrill without pushing her too close to the beautiful edge. She could, and had in the past, kept Liara breathless for hours like this, but this was different... maybe later they would draw out the passion, each giving and taking in a physical celebration of their love, but now was a reminder that not everything was pain and loss, a reminder that love and care still existed, that life was theirs to live, to share in this moment.
Now...
Faith moved her hand, brushing a finger across Liara's opening: asari could have penetrative sex but it did not give the same intense pleasure to them as it did to humans, and Liara generally preferred not to at all, so instead Faith pressed into the thin muscles just around it, thumb finding another exquisitely sensitive bud, and was rewarded as Liara began moaning softly into her ear: this touch would build towards a crescendo, which could be heightened by...
She took the nearest of Liara's luscious nipples into her mouth, tongue buzzing with the wisps of biotics dancing across the asari's body and Liara's hand suddenly released from her hair - out of the corner of her eye she could see both were clenching helplessly into the sheets - so Faith began to hum, knowing the vibrations of her tongue on Liara's sensitive breast would drive the asari wild, not disappointed when Liara's hips bucked helplessly and the moans grew louder.
A particularly violent heave of Liara's chest managed to dislodge Faith's mouth, but before she could find that delicious peak again, hand still dexterously toying in the azure depths of Liara's arousal, Liara reached her head up and again pushed her lips into Faith's, darting out a tongue which Faith gratefully received, basking in the wonderful alien taste of her lover.
She wished she could give Liara more... Their lips, locked in a passionate duel. The heat of the folds beneath Liara's crest at her fingers, the semi-flexible crest itself slightly crumpled over her hand, holding it in place as the asari's head was back against the bed. The quivering between Liara's legs as she shifted her touch into something yet more visceral for Liara, pushing her ever closer to the edge she sensed the asari was nearing.
Liara broke the kiss, panting with heavy breaths, 'F... Faith... I... I... need...'
'Do it!'
Their consciences melted together.
Liara reached out with a meld which Faith hungrily accepted, feeling the pure essence of Liara crash into her; the asari reeling with love and affection and an almost unstoppable arousal, the sudden ghost touches across the back of Faith's head sending sparks down her spine, the pleasure between her legs different to that she was used to but so magnificent. The union was not just physical; she felt everything that was her lover; the care, the worries of the last days, the happiness that now things were ok, the intelligence, the kindness too often buried, the strength of character and everything sucked into a maelstrom of passion and love and devotion and reassurance and shared strength.
With a final shift of both of her hands, Faith pressed her fingertips deep into the folds on Liara's head - firmly massaging the delicate flesh - and splayed her other hand so each finger touched a deep blue bud, lighting up Liara's body and her own with an unfathomable pleasure that touched every sense and every nerve with a beautiful caress, tumbling Liara and herself off an impossible cliff, falling together, embracing as they fell through eternity.
