Somewhere and somewhen at some point on the planet Kadara, the turian Vetra Nyx and the human Pathfinder Sara Ryder climbed up what seemed to be a very tall and vast cliff, almost racing in a way to get to the very top and peak of the mountain. As she kept on grabbing on any bit of protruding rock she could reach for in order to lift herself up further, Sara turned back to see the rocky terrain and landscape, almost gaping at such a sight. A quiet breath of wind stroking and caressing her freckled face and auburn-brunette ponytail-tied hair. So beautiful, well, almost as beautiful as the turian she was competing with.
"You were right", Sara spoke in astonishment. "The view is great from up here".
"We're not even to the top yet", Vetra hinted, already above Sara and to the side. "Come on, I'll race you". Barely a second went by before Vetra spoke up again. "And no jump-jets! We're doing it the old-fashioned way".
"What do I get if I win?" Sara questioned.
"What would you like?" Vetra questioned back, almost flirtatiously.
Sara thought about the things she ever wanted: Perhaps something shiny? Peace in the entire galaxy? Love? Love for this brave and valiant turian? "The bad guy defeated, a magic sword..." Sara started vocalising some ideas, and then she said the one most desirable reward she could imagine. "...And the girl?"
"Good thing you're losing, then", Vetra teased a bit. "I don't have a magic sword".
The two continued climbing up the cliff, just getting closer to the top as they pass through the faintly surrounding clouds. As she was trying to catch up to Vetra, Sara paused for a moment, feeling as if one of her hands or feet was about to come loose and fail its grip. Her mind tried to run fast and wild, desparate for any idea or solution to prevent such a predicament. She looked back and down at her own white and cyan suit, specifically her back where there would be a jump-jet installed. The instinct to use it even in spite of Vetra's suggestion otherwise.
Sara imagined how it would go; she could've whooped into the air with a cheer of joy, even if she would hear Vetra shouting "Hey!" up at and to her and accusing her of cheating and breaking the rule she just made. Even if Sara landed at the top with a hard thud and an equally hard breath, she wouldn't cared. But deep down, she did care, for her, for Vetra. But after letting the thought run in her mind for a bit, Sara not only managed to resist the temptation, but also managed to not lose her grip, still maintain her strength and stamina and climb the rest of her way to the top.
She even managed to beat Vetra in this little race of theirs, making it to the top and climbing over with a grunt and a huff. Sara let out a few hard breaths as she crawled back to distance herself from the edge as much as she could. Once she had made it to a safe enough distance, Sara let her arms give way and she slumped back onto the rocky ground, staring up to the misty sunset sky while still breathing heavily. It would barely be any much further time at all before Vetra too reached the top as well, climbed up, and walked over to the still-lying Sara.
"Having fun?" Vetra asked rhetorically. "You look like you're having fun". Vetra then laid herself down, nice, neat and flat, right next to the Pathfinder herself. "Hey, Sara", Vetra spoke up again, her tone more soft and low than usual. "Is this real?"
"Yeah", Sara answered. "I think the sky's real".
"No, this", Vetra corrected and specified immediately. "How you are towards me. It's like you...care, more than a friend". Just ever so slightly and yet so significantly, Vetra's left hand inched closely towards Sara's right hand. "I don't mind if it's 'no'. I just want to be sure. It gets messy otherwise".
And so, Sara finally made her answer, her truth heard. "I do care about you", and to make it more clear, she took Vetra's hand and intertwined their fingers together. "More than a friend".
"Really? I didn't want to assume", a sense of uncertainly still haunted Vetra a little. "It seemed so unlikely, me, you..."
Determined to wash down and melt away the turian's feelings of uncertainty with a dose of assurance, as soon as Vetra finished her drifting sentence, the Pathfinder Sara got up, went down on Vetra and kissed her hard yet smooth lips. Both their tensely beating hearts had finally burst like a swarm of butterflies emerging free and together from their chrysalides.
"And how's that for proving it?" Sara asked.
"I'm convinced", Vetra answered, taking Sara and kissing her again in return with eyes closed.
After a few good warm kisses, Vetra then moved Sara and herself over so that she was on top of her, gazing down at those sweet azure-blue eyes. The two lovers closed their eyes and snogged once more, the hard rough ground still didn't bother either as long as they felt each other's pleasures and desires. Sara moved her own arms just above and around her head as her body started grinding for Vetra, so bloody needy for her alien touch.
"God, you make me wet inside my own suit", Sara blushed and snickered.
"Then I think you'll love this", Vetra grinned.
And so with that, Vetra unbuckled Sara's belt and pulled down the small zipper on her suit, not only allowing a small glimpse of the human's belly button to be seen, but also allowing the turian to slip her right hand inside and downward. Knowing full-well where that hand was going, Sara hummed and shuddered, her teeth biting into her lips. Vetra needed only to insert one single thick finger of hers deep into those earthly petals, almost just enough to make the Pathfinder squirm and buck her hips upward, then she slowly pulled it out by a few inches before plunging it back inside again. She did it again, only slightly faster, then again and again, out and in, out and in, out and in.
Sara began to grind good and hard against not only Vetra's finger, but also against the hard rocky ground beneath her as well, almost scraping the back of her her armoured suit, not that it bothered her or anything. As the pace of Vetra's thrusting finger accelerated, Sara's trembling body jerked and convulsed harder, her hands clawed at the ground beside her, and her eyes rolled up behind twitching lids. Her heart throbbed within her ribs like a wild animal in a cage, her lungs inflated and deflated with every heavy breath air she took in and let out, and her moans grew louder in volume and higher in pitch. Both women were lucky that no one else were about to hear and witness their affair.
"Oh, oh, agh fuc- Keep going, Vetra, please keep going!" Sara pleaded and wheezed, arching her torso and her neck. "I'm getting close! I'm getting so getting so damn close!"
Seeing Sara writhe like this and beg like that made Vetra's smile grew at least a tad wider, she could even feel the slit getting more wet and tightening around her finger, it all gave her the encouragement to indeed keep on going even further and harder. Vetra brushed her lips against that smooth human neck, licking and kissing at it, relishing at the good taste of sweat on the human skin. Sara Ryder continued trembling some more, even as her body was already tensing up good to the point of becoming stiff. Dancing stars and flashes of light were the only things she could barely see in her hay-wired vision. Right now, at this very moment, nothing else mattered to her anymore, only Vetra Nyx.
As a melodious moan fled from Sara's gaped lips, crying in absolute bliss, she finally reached her climax at last. A lonely tear leaked loose from her squinting eyes, but of course it wouldn't be the only leaking loose from inside her. Her pelvis made one last thrust as she released her inner sensual fluids for the one driving her well past the edge. While most of her juices landed onto Vetra's palm and hand, the rest left a cold sticky stain to the inside of Sara's suit, not that it bothered her either. Humming in satisfaction, Vetra gradually slowed her finger down before sliding it free and licking it up clean.
"Mmm, you taste so good", Vetra approved and licked her lips.
"Cheers", Sara replied as soon as she gained back her breath and her senses.
"I love you, Sara".
"I...I love you, Vetra".
The two then continued kissing each other once more in a deep and soft embrace. Upon the horizon, the sun finally sank away completely, the bright oranges and yellows of the sky turning into dark azures and blues. While the stars in Sara's eyes had faded, she and Vetra would eventually real stars glinting far above in the vast and infinite veil of space.
The End...?