Omega Chronicles -12- Three's a crowd

Shepard was woken by a warm, wet, delicious sensation shooting from her nipple directly into her brain. She opened her eyes and let them travel down her body to see the lips of her beautiful Asari lover latched onto her breast, sucking and nibbling and licking her thoroughly. She drew a sharp breath, a sweet twinge of desire surging through her like a flood. She loved it when Aria woke up in the middle of the night in this kind of mood. She opened her legs to better accommodate her lean blue body.

The Commander brought up a hand to caress the Queen's crest, slowly. Unconsciously, she found herself lightly pushing her down, a clear message of what she really wanted. Aria's mouth stopped what it was doing and her eyes came up to meet her lover's. Her voice was dripping sex.

"Well, aren't we demanding tonight."

The human's voice was raspy with arousal. "You can blame your own self. If you weren't so damn good at it..."

The Asari's lips opened in a grin. "You're incredibly lucky. I was making my way in that direction anyway." She started kissing Shepard's skin, leaving a trail of heat and goose bumps in her wake. Her soft blue hands caressed the human's thighs slowly, from her knees up, and finally grabbed her hips as her head settled between her legs.

The Commander felt her hot breath on her wet, swollen folds. Then her purple tongue was covering her in a long lick and she let out a deep moan of pleasure. "Ooohhh. Fuck. Yes." Her hand never left Aria's head, her fingers now positively grabbing her, her breath coming in in short sighs and pants.

The Asari loved how much Shepard loved this. She knew how wild it invariably drove her lover and didn't hold back in her ministrations. Her tongue was sliding all along the human's sex, dipping inside of her and then travelling up to lazily flick on that small ball of nerves that elicited a gasp every time Aria touched it. Between one long swipe and the other she made it a point to kiss it and suck it, just to hear the unbridled reaction of the human, she could feel her legs trembling in pleasure and see her chest heaving. She had to admit she tasted divinely. She loved to eat her like this. And she loved to share it. Anticipating the storm of passion that was waiting for her, her eyes suddenly turned into black holes.

The Commander was lost in a sea of mind blowing sensations, she could feel Aria's tongue pushing inside of her and then licking her up, over and over again, stopping to concentrate on her clit every time, her breath caught in her throat with every kiss, she couldn't stop a moan as the Asari's lips sucked on it, her teeth lightly grazing on her most sensitive spot. She felt the Queen's consciousness invading her mind, so welcome, and she just unleashed.

Like tongues of fire they swirled around each other, then melted into each other, their lust shared, their desire feeding them, they danced and grappled, fused together, their hearts fell into the same rhythm. Aria was awash in this shared ecstasy, she could feel between her own legs what her mouth was doing to her lover and her inner muscles immediately quivered uncontrollably.

'Commander. You are delicious. Inside and out.'

'And you will drive me insane. My Queen.'

Aria was always swept away by the sheer passion that Shepard rained down on her without restraints, so powerful, so dizzying, so rapturous. They revelled in the heady build up, at the same time pushing each other towards the inevitable climax and holding each other back to savour the pleasure, both wanting more and wanting it to last as long as possible, until they were hovering on it, breathless, tense, every muscle taut, every thought a vertigo of anticipation.

Aria's lips closed on Shepard's clitoris, she pulled it just beyond her teeth, the tip of her tongue flicked on it and in a blinding burst they were convulsing together, their bodies shaking, their minds incapable of coherent thoughts, the muscles between their legs spasming deliciously.

Driven by an insane, insatiable, uncontrollable hunger, the Commander caught her lover's face and dragged her up to kiss her deeply, demandingly, she didn't give her a second to catch her breath as she flipped her on her back in one smooth move, wedging a thigh between her blue legs, her hand immediately grabbing her sex, her fingers entering her forcefully in one deep thrust. Shepard threw her head back, the heat and moisture inside Aria sending her into a frenzy as she was pumping in and out of her slowly. She heard the Asari inside her mind.

'Fuck! Shepard! Yes!'

'I want you. So much. I cannot stop it.'

'Don't stop it. Let go. Give it all to me.'

A wave of craving surged from the human and flooded their minds like lava, unrestrained, it lifted the Queen, encircled her, swept her up like a hurricane, invading every corner of her, it was impossibly intense. Even letting it out so completely, Shepard still felt it wasn't enough, she felt like she was going to explode at any given second, the feeling of the Asari's walls palpitating around her sliding fingers making her head spin, the Commander was out of control.

In the throes of passion, her mind so completely entangled with the human's, their individual consciousness amalgamated so deeply together, Aria suddenly felt something powerful, it was like a swelling energy, an all encompassing desire, an atavic instinct, overwhelming and uncontainable. It was so breathtaking and inviting and she found herself willingly giving in to its call. Yes, she wanted it, she wanted it more than anything. It was pushing her, carrying her beyond the mere thoughts, beyond the meld, beyond their joined selves. Her orgasm unexpectedly blasted through her, rippling along every nerve ending like a chain reaction... No! As the realisation of what was happening hit her, she tried to stop it with all of herself. She truncated the meld, violently, a sharp pain coursing through her head. In the physical world she pushed her lover away, she frantically reached the feet of the big bed, and there she stopped. She sat there, her feet on the floor, her face in her hands, her body absolutely still, trying to slow down her frenzied mind.

Shepard was stunned. She didn't understand what was going on, she had felt a wave of what could only be described as panic in the meld, then Aria had pushed her away, both out of her mind and out of her arms, a white pain was now throbbing behind her eyes. Nevertheless, she slowly moved close to the Asari, she put her arms around her, comfortingly, and whispered gently. "Hey... are you all right?"

"No. I am not all right." Aria's arms were suddenly glowing in blue swirls. "And it's your fucking fault." She unleashed a biotic charge that sent the human flying across the room.

As her body was smashed against the wall, Shepard clearly felt a rib cracking in her back, all the air being pushed out of her lungs before she collapsed to the floor. She instinctively brought a hand up to cover her ribcage and hoped that the broken bone hadn't perforated her lung in the process. She tried to get back to her feet, her eyes immediately focusing on Aria, to see if she were going to try and finish the job. The Commander was searching in her mind for a reason for this attack and couldn't find one for the life of her, but even so, the fact remained that the Queen of Omega was apparently incredibly pissed off at her. And that was never a good thing. Ignoring the stabbing pain she made her way to where her clothes lay, strewn between the couch and the low table in front of it, and she started getting dressed as quickly as she could. She needed to go to Mordin's clinic and see to it that he fixed her. Again.

As she was carefully putting her pants on, another biotic wave hit her, sending her crashing beyond the bar and making her fall behind it. Great. Now every other bone was hurting too. She put an immense effort into standing up, her hands pushing on some broken glass and getting cut by it. She ignored it. She did manage to get back on her feet. Stubbornly, she zipped up her pants, a defiant look now set deep in her eyes, which were locked on Aria's. If she had to be killed by the woman she loved, because of whatever insanity had gotten into her, at the very least she'd die on her feet, not on her fucking knees.

This blind rage was invading every corner of Aria's mind. She was utterly livid. How could she have been so stupid? She wasn't a fucking Maiden anymore, this shouldn't have happened! She charged her biotics again and the Commander's body was thrown behind the bar.

'Smart, T'Loak, now you've also ruined your collection of Brandies. How will you get blind drunk? Because you will need to get blind drunk and you know it.' She thought bitterly to herself.

In a moment of lucidity she stopped and wondered if she had managed to sever the meld in time. It took just a second of... introspection. No. Of course she hadn't. Fuck. As she allowed herself to fully wrap her mind around what had just happened, she saw Shepard getting up, fixing her eyes on hers, zipping up her pants and staring at her, small lines of her red blood slowly trickling from her hands to the floor. She stared right back. What was she doing? It wasn't the human's fault. As much as she would have liked it to be, so that she could just kill her, right here, right now... No. That was just the shock talking. As she looked into the Commander's eyes, seeing the strength, the passion, and yes, even the love that was there, she had to at least concede that it couldn't have happened with a better person.

If she really got the best of both of them, their daughter would be a formidable force to be reckoned with.

Aria's head suddenly felt too heavy to keep up and it bowed under the weight of the full realisation. She was pregnant. Against her will, she smiled. She shook her head. She could see that Shepard was still standing, waiting. Aria debated for a moment to just tell the human to get the fuck out and never show her face again. After all, she had already raised a child on her own before. She didn't see any problems in doing it again. But then the shadow of a doubt passed through her mind, almost coerced itself into her musings. She looked at Shepard again. She realized just how many times she had tried to deny to herself that she harboured any feelings towards this young, inconsequential human. Well, young she might be, but she was far from inconsequential. Especially now. Aria decided to allow herself this one little luxury, this one little risk, this one little folly.

She covered the few steps that separated her from the Commander, their eyes still locked. She could see that there was no fear in Shepard's eyes. She liked that. But then again, she liked this human a bit too much. It didn't matter now. She had made up her mind.

As she reached her lover, she put her arms around her, trying not to hurt her too much, and she drew her close, holding her in a warm embrace. She closed her eyes. When she opened them, they were black pools of infinity.

Shepard didn't know what to think. After staring at her for the longest minutes ever recorded, she saw Aria walking towards her, somehow that terrible rage had gone from her eyes and the human did not prepare to defend her own self or anything, she just stood there, waiting to see what would happen next.

The Asari's arms encircled her and pulled her into an embrace of such warmth, the human didn't know what to make of it. She was now utterly confused. She had never seen that expression on Aria's face before. She grimaced for just a second as she felt a sharp pain from her broken rib, but she didn't really care right now.

She felt Aria in her mind and immediately surrounded her in all of her love. Like a warm, soft summer cloud of safe colours, she blended into the Asari's consciousness and then all around her. That's when she felt something was different. There was something else. Something small, but defined, like a little ball of... feelings: curiosity, hunger, eagerness. Shepard felt that they did not belong to Aria. But they were inside Aria nonetheless.

As soon as it felt the human's presence, this little ball, for lack of a better description, made a beeline for her and started swirling around her: there was happiness, and that curiosity again, and a shared feeling of belonging. Shepard was startled just for a second, and then instinctively reciprocated what was offered to her.

It took her a few seconds to put two and two together.

Then it dawned on her.

She felt her jaw literally drop. Her eyes widened. Her lips opened in a smile. Her arms held Aria so tight and picked her up from the floor and pirouetted them across the room, the pain from her broken bone now completely irrelevant. She put Aria down only to kiss her, she wanted to kiss her forever and ever, her heart was pounding in her chest in pure happiness. Inside their mind, she felt that little thing basking in this, glowing so brightly! Shepard couldn't help herself.

"We're going to have a baby!"

The Asari slowly but surely retreated from the meld, a sour expression on her face. "At least one of us is happy about it."

But Aria's beautiful features betrayed something else, and the Commander could see it as clearly as the light of day. She kissed the Queen again, softly, slowly, letting their lips glide together, opening them to caress her tongue, over and over again. When she broke the kiss she stared deeply into Aria's eyes. "This is definitely worth having a few bones broken by the enraged, beloved, splendid Queen of my heart."

Aria couldn't help a small smile. She hated when the Commander's enthusiasm was so contagious. Instinctively, she nuzzled Shepard's nose in a completely unexpected gesture of incredible sweetness. "We better get you to Mordin."

"So what happened this time? Got in a fight with a bunch of enraged Volus? Stepped on the foot of a Krogan Battlemaster? Tried to tell racist jokes to a group of Batarians?"

The Salarian just never stopped talking. As he was patching up Shepard's poor bones his sense of humour was overwhelming and loud and... Man, he talked fast. The human grimaced for a second as he tightened the bandage around her torso. "Nah. When I go looking for trouble, I do it right, otherwise I don't do it at all."

Instead of replying, the doctor seemed to have a big question mark on top of his head. Shepard held him there for a couple more seconds before continuing. "I managed to piss off the Queen herself." She flashed a smile at Aria, who was sitting on a tall stool just a few steps away. She just shook her head.

Mordin looked Shepard over very carefully. "Strange. Severity of wounds not comparable with others I have seen after... Pissing Aria off. In fact, others were all bodies, actually."

"What can I say, dear doctor? Thankfully I'm a charmer by nature."

"If you say so. Still, think you were lucky. Suggest not to make a habit of it."

"I can assure you I won't, doc."

"There. Patched up. Again. Now go, many things to do, very little time. Go, go, go. Don't want to see you for at least a month."

Back in their room, Shepard let her aching body sink on the couch, a stupid smile just wouldn't leave her face. She thought she had never been this happy in all of her life. Her eyes were following Aria as she was trying to find one bottle that might have miraculously survived her rage. As she found one, and a glass as well, she poured herself a much needed drink.

The human just couldn't find it in herself to wait any longer.

"May I see her again?"

The Queen turned around to look at her for a long moment, an imperscrutable expression on her face.

"It's a good thing you're not an Asari. I figure you'd be in my head every five fucking minutes otherwise. Wouldn't you."

Aria was still a tad uncertain as to how she felt about this. On the one hand, she just wanted to kick herself for allowing herself to get so carried away to the point that she hadn't been able to stop from getting pregnant. She still was in shock at how easily her instinct had taken over. This human had way too much influence on her. She was not happy about it at all. But she had to face the fact that when it came to sex Shepard was just a force of nature. Unbeknownst to the Commander, she had been her first human. The old Asari had no idea if they were all like that but somehow she strongly doubted it. Shepard was just too intense for her to control most times. And unfortunately she had found herself loving it. Still. It had been nigh idiotic of her not to restrain herself. Now she'd have to live with the consequences.

On the other hand, the practicality of having a potentially powerful heir to all that she ruled was an appealing thought, and yes, she could clearly feel how strong the human's genes were. Their daughter would be an impressive being. She couldn't have asked for a better bondmate.

Aria saw the eagerness on Shepard's face and gave in. It would be good for the child anyway, and it would save her some of the energy to feed her little consciousness herself. This might actually work out to her own advantage during the pregnancy after all. She sat down on the couch next to the human and casually sipped her drink. Shepard slowly, carefully shifted her body and put her head on the Asari's lap, looking up at her beautiful face, as she liked to do every so often. Aria had grown to enjoy the gesture, despite herself. Her blue fingers started caressing the Commander's hair as her eyes turned to the deepest black.

Shepard inhaled sharply as she felt the Queen's consciousness entering hers so smoothly. She could never get enough of having her so intimately entwined in her mind. Her presence alone always left her breathless, so powerful, so imposing, so majestic. It sent shivers all over her skin and along her thoughts.

That little ball felt her right away and began swirling around her like a happy puppy in a rainbow of colours. Shepard danced with it... With her. Her daughter. Life. That she had helped create. The realisation made her head spin for a second. She felt drunk with joy. In their joined minds she enveloped her baby in a cocoon of love, cradling her softly, feeling her feed on it and grow and shine. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever done.

Aria spoke to her, in a slightly sarcastic tone. 'She likes you.'

Shepard smiled. 'You know I can charm the pants off anyone.'

'You certainly do. That little thing is living proof of it. Damn you, Shepard.'

She grinned. 'I love you too.'

The human expanded the cocoon to engulf Aria inside. The Asari didn't expect it. Suddenly she felt encased by pure love, squared. It was breathtaking. It was too much. She got scared by her own feelings and wriggled free of it, going back to observing from the outside, but Shepard wouldn't have it. The Commander reached out and caught her again, holding her close. Their bodies materialized in the meld, the human's arms around her, a ball of light blinging between them, pulsating in the secure feeling of happiness that radiated from her father.

'Don't be afraid. It's just life. Our life.'

'I am never afraid, human.'

It was the first time Aria had called her like that since the first time they had met. Shepard realized just how conflicted she must have been feeling to do that. It was basically an insult. She didn't let it hurt her. She let it slide away, the eyes of her avatar moving from their daughter to Aria's face. She just stared, in silence, her love flowing into the little consciousness that was resting peacefully in their shared embrace.

'Oh what the fuck. I will be the one stuck with her for centuries. If she comes out like you, I'll end up strangling her with my own hands. I just know it.'

Shepard started laughing. And then she found she couldn't stop. It was all too exhilarating, too perfect, and so fucking ironic. The merciless, powerful, feared Pirate Queen of Omega got her panties in a knot because of a small ball of light. She laughed and laughed, their daughter was literally beaming.

Aria couldn't help seeing the irony herself and a small smirk opened on her face. She shook her head and the words passed through them of their own volition before she could censore them.

'I love you, Shepard.'

The little ball of light pulsed in perfect bliss.

The Commander looked deeply into Aria's impossibly blue eyes. 'I love you, Aria.'

But words weren't enough. Shepard willed both their bodies to dissipate into air currents that rose and rose to breathless heights, amalgamating at the deepest level like a warm twister, the boundaries between them evaporated and their hearts were beating in unison. When had the human become so powerful? It didn't matter. Aria surrendered and let herself be carried, lifted, possessed, truly loved. She felt dizzy, she felt larger than life. It felt good.

As things slowly calmed down, she went back to her usual self.

'I cannot do this all day. I actually have things to do and people to see. So say bye.'

Shepard felt her retreating from the meld, more gently than her sharp words would have made her guess, exchanging mental caresses with her and their little bundle as she did so.

"Thank you." The Commander's voice was as genuine as the smile on her face.

It made Aria want to reply in the same spirit, as she was getting up to leave. "You're welcome."