"Thank you for the update on her condition, doctor. Let me know if anything changes."
"Of course commander."
Shepard ended the call and stood up from her terminal. As she stretched her limbs, she was pleased by the relative lack of pain. Though there was still soreness from the battle of the previous day, the wonders of modern medicine and Cerberus implants had eased it substantially. She was lucky, she reflected. So many were still gravely injured if not worse, and simple health felt like a luxury.
Behind her, the door opened and the commander turned to see her bondmate standing in the entrance. Liara looked much better than she had the last time Shepard saw her, rested and showered, wearing fresh clothes and with her wounds well-treated.
"Shepard," she said warmly, stepping in and pressing a kiss on the commander's lips. "It's so good to see you. There has been so little time since we got back. Do you have any word on Tali's condition."
"I just got off the line with her doctors," she told the asari. "It looks like she's going to make it."
Liara let out a small sigh of relief at the news. Leaving her friend behind to find Shepard had been horrible, and she was immensely grateful that Tali's final moments were not going to have been in that awful place. "That is wonderful news, love."
"It is, but…" Shepard hesitated, not as happy as Liara hoped she would be. "Between her wounds and the infection, it'll be weeks before she's out of the hospital and even longer before she's back to normal. But I guess under the circumstances, it still counts as lucky "
"Well, if she needs anything, have her doctors get in touch with me. The war has made a mess of my networks, but I should still have enough resources to help one friend."
Shepard nodded. "I'll let them know to call."
"Shepard." Hearing the fatigue in her Spectre's voice, Liara reached out, running an affectionate hand through her red hair while carefully avoiding the small cut beneath it. "You need to take a break. The war is over. I know there is still a great deal of chaos, but let yourself relax for a little while." She smiled. "Perhaps I can help."
Relaxed wasn't exactly what the Spectre felt as her bondmate shrugged out of her coat, revealing a small black top that exposed her shoulders along with just a hint of her smooth midriff. There was a warm gleam in her bright, blue eyes, and as the commander looked into them, it was as if she could see the peace she had been fighting for so long to win, the promise of a real future with the woman she loved.
"We really made it," she said breathlessly, running her hand along the curves of the asari's chest. "You're really still here."
"I am," Liara promised her, "For as long as we live, I will be here for you."
"A lifetime together…" She pulled the asari closer to her, Liara throwing her arms around her neck as she moved into her commander's embrace. "I love you so much, sweetheart," she whispered, holding her bondmate against her body. Already, she could feel herself getting swept away. The scent, the feel, the touch of her beautiful archeologist had always had an incredible effect on her, and now, she felt herself being overwhelmed by it.
"I need you to show me," she breathed, heat filling her body. "I need you to remind me we're still alive." She could remember with terrible clarity what a skittish, needy mess she'd been when Liara came back to her, right here in this cabin. Her lover had taken all of that pain away, and Shepard needed that comfort again, not to ease her anguish over her body now, but over all of the losses they'd suffered.
Even as the memories of that night made her cock begin to stiffen, she led her lover towards the bed. Her strong hands pulled up the archeologist's top, cupping her full breasts, and when a thumb brushed over one of Liara's hardening nipples, the asari moaned, yanking open the commander's uniform shirt and throwing it on the floor in her enthusiasm.
Shepard laid Liara down on the bed, and looking up at her bondmate, the asari licked her lips in anticipation. She could see how hard the Spectre was, her erection outlined clearly against her pants, and she reached up to remove them, leaving Shepard clad only in her black boxers. As the commander held her breath, Liara reached inside, wrapping her hand around the hot flesh she found there.
Her bondmate growled, as turned on as Liara had seen her in a long time, and the asari began pumping her shaft, eager to help her. The pad of Liara's thumb brushed over the swollen head, running through the first drops of wetness that were already gathering there, and as Shepard looked into her beloved's eyes, her patience collapsed.
Forcing herself to move out of Liara's grasp, she dove onto the bed next to the asari and deftly unbuttoned and removed her pants. Beneath them, there were still bruises on Liara's legs, but the commander paid them no mind, more focused on the lacy pair of dark blue panties covering her beloved's azure.
"God, you're wet for me," she marveled, feeling the fabric becoming damp as she ran her fingers over it, pressing down when she felt the hard bud of her lover's clit beneath the lace.
"Just for you," Liara panted, desperate for more contact. Shepard's hunger was infectious, and as the lace was pushed aside and a finger slid into her slick sex, Liara clutched at her bondmate's shoulders through the fabric of her uniform. One of them was still sore where a Cannibal's shot had hit her armor, but Shepard didn't even notice, too turned on to worry about a little pain.
The asari's hips began to buck against her thrusts, and Shepard added a second finger, loving the feeling of Liara's azure squeezing around her. Her cock was hard as steel at the thought of being inside her bondmate, and with one hand, she drew it out of her boxers, stroking it slowly as she took care of her lover. The disgust she had once felt at the sight of the throbbing length was gone. All she could feel now was desire and an intense thrill of anticipation.
"Liara," she breathed, her thumb rubbing over the asari's swollen clit even as her fingers pressed against her inner walls, "The things you do to me, that you make me want… I never could've imagined…"
The archeologist threw her head back, letting out a little gasp of pleasure, and the sound was nearly too much for Shepard. The beginnings of a climax bloomed inside her, and a spurt of wetness came from the head of her cock, leaving a trail of sticky liquid on the asari's belly. The sight of her come on her bondmate's beautiful skin was almost sexier than she could bear, and it was all Shepard could do not to explode completely right then and there.
"I need to fuck you," she panted, her voice ragged with need, and Liara responded by spreading her legs further, inviting her in. The Spectre withdrew her wet fingers and, using them to keep the panties from sliding back over her prize, lined the head of her cock up with her bondmate's entrance.
Liara let out a whimper at the touch of the wet tip against her opening, and Shepard pushed into her, unable to wait any longer. She was too hot to hold back for long, and it felt as the asari was trying to draw her climax out of her, her azure's inner walls pulling on her needy length as it filled her. Putting her hands on the asari's hips, she began to pump into her fast and hard.
Liara could feel how desperately Shepard needed this. She'd carried so much weight for all of them and the feeling of her letting go of it at last made the archeologist happier than she could say. "Goddess," she gasped, "I love feeling you get close inside me."
Wanting Liara to come with her, she slid one hand between them, letting her thumb rest on her bondmate's hard clit. Each of her thrusts generated delicious pressure on the bud, and the asari covered her face in kisses, her hands running over the taut muscles of her back as she reveled in the power of the Spectre's lovemaking. Shepard was so close to the edge she could taste it. Her other hand stroked the asari's clit one last time, and as Liara cried out and her azure tightened around her, the commander let go. Going as deeply as she could, she let out a blissful sigh of relief as thick streams of her fluid poured into the beautiful asari.
The feeling of Shepard stiffening inside her was all Liara needed, her azure rippling around her commander as her mind filled with bliss. Her bondmate looked so beautiful as she came, an expression of total joy on her lovely face as she gazed down at Liara. The asari wanted so much to join with her, to share her love on the deepest level she knew, and she only held back in the sure knowledge that Shepard had more to give her.
She wasn't wrong. Even as the tremors of her first climax were passing, Shepard's erection remained as stiff as ever. No one had ever turned her on the way Liara did, and the thought that she could spend the rest of her life making love to the gorgeous asari beneath her made the Spectre happier than she could express.
Reluctantly, she pulled out, and as her bondmate let out a little moan of disappointment, Shepard rolled her over, wrapping an arms around the woman she loved to cup her breasts while the other pulled off her soaked panties. The commander's rigid cock nestled between Liara bare buttocks, their softness exquisite against her sensitive skin, and she slid it back and forth, leaving a sticky trail along her lover's ass.
"More, please," the asari implored her and Shepard slid her hips down, letting her shaft run over Liara's dripping entrance, the head teasing her clit. The lubrication of their orgasms greased her movements, and her bondmate trembled at the contact on her sensitive bud, still trembling from her climax. Her hand reached back, gripping the commander's leg, and Shepard could feel the pressure of Liara's thoughts against her own, desperate for their union.
The Spectre angled her hips, sliding back inside her bondmate even as she let her into her mind. The power of their joining filled her, their longing, desire, and joy in each other as strong as she could remember. The entwining of their bodies mixed with that of their minds, and as she started thrusting into Liara once more, the sense of fullness and pleasure the asari was feeling came back to her, all the stronger for being shared.
She nuzzled her face against the back of Liara's crest, kissing the sensitive tips as she fucked her bondmate, enjoying the way she shivered with pleasure at each touch of her lips. A hand reached down between their legs, and soft fingers ran up her shaft, stroking it each time it emerged from Liara's azure before rubbing the asari's hard clit when she would bury herself back into that clinging warmth.
"Jesus, sweetheart," she sent across the bond, "Don't stop doing that." The rhythm of her lover's hand was perfect, the light touch combining with the more intense pleasure of their lovemaking into a single, incredible sensation.
"I didn't indeed to," came the response and behind it, she could feel deep desire, the craving Liara felt to make her come inside her once again, to share that bliss with her.
Just knowing how much her bondmate wanted it brought Shepard closer to another climax, and she drove harder, clutching Liara's sweaty body against her own. The asari's back, still clad in her tank-top, pressed against her breasts, and the commander's hand gripped her hip, letting her thrust deeper. The combined pleasure was too intense for them to even form words now, their raw emotions of love, lust, and need flowing freely back and forth between them. Shepard was coming undone again, but as she rolled a rigid blue nipple between her fingers, Liara rushed ahead of her, her hips pressing back into the commander's groin as her release coated her cock. Shepard crashed after her, the warmth spreading from the asari's mind filling her entire body even as she filled Liara once more, her come spurting over and over again into the asari's well-fucked azure.
Across the bond, their climax felt endless, a sea of sensation that stretched out into forever, and even after it faded, Shepard remained buried inside her bondmate for some time. Neither of them spoke, instead simply enjoying the blissful afterglow as the meld slowly slipped apart. All of the burdens the Spectre had been carrying felt like they were gone now, dissolved by their lovemaking, and she just wanted to live in that moment as long as possible. Only slowly did she let her softening cock slipping out of her beloved, slumping down on the bed as her fluids dripped onto the asari's thighs. Liara's eyes were lidded, sleepy after her exertions, and Shepard pulled off the last remnants of her bondmate's clothes for her, tossing her tank-top on the cabin floor.
"I really was in a hurry, wasn't I?", she laughed, nuzzling up against Liara's warm, blue body.
"I didn't mind," the archeologist purred, rolling over enough to run her fingers through the commander's mussed red hair. "I love your enthusiasm."
"You bring it out in me," she sighed.
"I can tell," Liara said, playfully stroking the damp length of her lover's cock. "Which reminds me, have you decided if you're going to keep this thing?"
"What do you mean?", Shepard asked, too tired for more sex but enjoying the touch of Liara's fingers on her sensitive skin.
"Now that the war is over," she explained, "I imagine I could find doctors to reverse what Cerberus did to you. The surgery would be a bit complicated to be sure, but it should be possible." She paused. "That is, if you wanted me to."
"Well," Shepard said with a little laugh, "It would be a lot of work. And I feel like you've gotten to enjoy my dick."
Liara gave her an innocent grin. "It is sweet of you to worry about me, love, but I take pleasure in your body, whatever shape it is in. This is your decision. What do you want?"
Once, the commander wouldn't have hesitated to say that she wanted everything put back the way it had been before she died. When she first woke up on the Lazarus Station, the cock Cerberus had given her had felt like an alien imposition and all she wanted was to be rid of it.
Something had changed. Perhaps whatever alterations Cerberus had made as part of her rebirth had eventually caused her self-image to align with her body's current state. Maybe all of the times she'd melded with Liara had helped her to see her new shape the way her bondmate did, as beautiful and desirable. Definitely, the pleasures they had shared had made her appreciate the benefits of her cock. Whatever the combination though, she realized that she was happy with things as they were, and she reached out to Liara, drawing her lover's lips to hers for a slow, sensuous kiss.
She let it last a good, long time, their tongues caressing each other as their hands stroked their sweaty bodies, but when it finally ended, she gave her answer. "I think," the commander told the woman who had saved both her life and her sanity, "That I'm fine just the way I am."
"You certainly are that," Liara agreed, giving her bondmate a small follow-up kiss. Though she'd been telling the truth that she would be happy no matter what Shepard decided, in the blissful aftermath of their lovemaking, it was hard for her to complain about the promise of more of that particular pleasure. Besides, she took a certain pride in Shepard's choice. She had been a shy, virgin scientist when she met her commander three years ago, and to have been able to change her mind like that was quite the compliment.
So, I was mistaken last chapter when I said this would be done in 2 more. The Shepard/Liara scene went on long enough that Ash and Sam will need their own chapter, plus 1 more for the epilogue. I hope you don't mind; after all, I did promise and epic amount of "We're not dead" smut. ;-) Anyway, I hope you liked it and Shepard's choice to stay the way she is. Thanks for reading.