Most of the crew, even some of my ground team, hadn't had the opportunity to get off the ship during our time in orbit around Tuchanka. To be honest, the planet hadn't been particularly hospitable. And it wasn't exactly conducive to tourism, shopping, going out for dinner or even having a stroll about. Not when nearly everything on the surface was capable of killing you.
Once I told the entire ship that we were going to Omega, I received plenty of requests for shore leave, even if it was only for a few hours or so. Given that I was already planning on being on Omega for more than one night, depending on what happened, I made an announcement that all crew would be given time ashore though that could be rescinded quickly depending on what happened.
Samara was eager to get off the ship and begin her investigation. I did suggest that she speak to Aria T'Loak. Samara shook her head and told me that she could not speak to Aria considering her Code. I needed information from Aria regarding my last recruit so offered to speak with Aria about it. Samara thanked me, letting me know that she would keep in touch.
Omega was somewhere that I wouldn't get off the ship without armour and weapons. I would head to Afterlife with anyone interested in letting their hair down while we were docked. Samara would do her own thing though would keep in touch with me about her progress. I was hopeful that Aria would have information for me.
We were still a couple of hours out from docking on Omega when EDI asked me to visit Samara in her quarters. She based herself in the lounge opposite Kasumi. The door opened automatically as always when he approached, finding Samara sitting cross-legged on the floor. She shimmered with a biotic aura though it disappeared.
"Shepard," she stated.
"EDI said you wanted to see me."
"I do. We need to talk." I watched as Samara rose to her feet. The red suit she wore was moulded to her body. A reminder of Miranda's suit in some regard. Samara walked to the window that provided such a wonderful view of space. Millions of stars twinkling in the distance. "Shepard, before we arrive on Omega, I must be honest with you about this fugitive that we're chasing. There is more to this than I've told you so far."
I walked forward and stood next to her, glancing at her out of the corner of my eye. She reminded me of Benezia in many ways though I was already aware of the power and talent at Samara's fingertips. She noticed my glance and returned a smile. "I'm guessing it's something big," I said.
"The asari that I've been hunting… I've been chasing her for four hundred years." She looked away and took a deep breath. "I have three daughters, Shepard. Falere, Rila and Morinth. All three are what we call pureblood…"
"I'm aware of the stigma. Liara… Well…"
"I am a pureblood, Shepard. My partner was not. But when she learned that we had three pureblood daughters and all of them were Ardat-Yakshi… She could not handle it. The stigma of being pureblood alone is difficult for many to accept though my partner and I were in love, and we wanted a family together."
"Which one are we chasing?"
"Falere and Rila understood what they were and live in isolation and comfort at a monastery. Morinth… She was always the smartest and the bravest of my daughters. She refused to follow the example of her younger sisters. She has spent the past four hundred years causing destruction wherever she has ended up. This is the closest to her that I've been in decades. I know she would have come to Omega to do what she normally does."
"Do you intend to kill her?" I had to ask.
"Unless I'm presented with a different option, the only way to stop her will be to kill her." Samara sagged and lowered her head. "Even after four hundred years, to realise that the only way to stop my daughter is to take her life…"
"I can't even begin to imagine."
That's when she turned to face me. "Will you help me, Shepard?" she asked softly.
"I'll speak to Aria about a few things. I'll mention that an Ardat-Yakshi has been tracked to the station. Maybe that'll help make her a little more cooperative."
"Or you could use your other charms," she stated rather mischievously.
That made me chuckle. "We don't have that sort of relationship. I'm not sure she even likes men. But we manage to get along."
"Helping me with this, Shepard… It would mean…"
When I grasped her hand, I felt her gently squeeze it in return. "I'm sure you've done some reading up on me since you arrived on this ship. I will help those in genuine need. And it's obvious that your daughter is dangerous. I'll do whatever I can to help."
"Thank you," she said softly.
The Normandy docked a couple of hours later, most of my crew and some of the staff eager to get off the ship for a few hours. I stood in front of them and gave them the usual warning whenever we found ourselves on Omega. Have a little fun, get drunk and laid if that's what they wanted, but be mindful of their surroundings and don't fuck around with the locals. Most of the women from my team were heading out together. When I noticed that Miranda and Jack were part of the same group, I almost smiled. I knew they wouldn't actually talk to each other, but seeing the change in Miranda was a pleasant surprise. I noticed that Chakwas and Kelly were both talking to Miranda, and there appeared to be real comradery between all of them.
I watched them all saunter off the ship with Samara alone as she approached me. We exchanged a glance and a nod. Samara was already in what I called 'Justicar Mode'. Nothing was going to stop her now. All her focus would be on locating her daughter.
"Going to get off the ship, Joker?" I had to ask before departing.
"Hell no, Commander. I'm going to stay here in my comfortable chair and not get my arse shot."
"Fair enough. Depending on how everything goes, we might be here for a couple of days."
The bouncers leading into Afterlife gave me a cursory glance before flicking their heads in the direction of the door. The music was pumping as always, with small groups of people enjoying drinks and conversation. I grabbed a drink from the turian bartender and made my way towards Aria. A couple of batarians gave me a look as usual. I just ignored them as Aria's guards gave me a cursory glance before focusing their eyes elsewhere.
Aria was relaxing with a naked asari maiden to either side of her. She met my eyes and gestured with her head for me to sit nearby. "Here to see Xera? It'll make her month if you are," she said.
"Although I wouldn't mind seeing her, I'm here on business."
"Another favour?"
"Not exactly. I'm helping an asari justicar…"
Aria immediately sat up straighter. "You're what?"
I held up a hand to calm her down. "Calm down, Aria. The reason she's not here with me now is because of her code. If she entered this place, even outside asari space…"
"I'd rather not fight a justicar. Even I have my limits. Anyway, why are you helping her?"
"Ever heard of Ardat-Yakshi?"
Aria tried to play it cool, but I saw the eyes. "Girls… I need you to give me a few minutes with Shepard." I smiled as Aria gave them both a soft kiss, and the way the two maidens looked at her, I knew that the three had likely already made love earlier. Once we were alone, Aria moved closer to me and leaned forward, elbows resting on her thighs. "Ardat-Yakshi are what you humans would call the bogeyman. Most asari don't believe they are real. There are those of us who know the truth. They are real and they are fucking scary."
"You're scared of them?"
"I'm not." But her eyes moved towards the numerous asari around us. And that's when I realised that Aria cared more about them than probably anyone else would realise. "I know she's been smart enough to stay away from this nightclub and my girls. But I know she already has claimed one victim."
"Who?"
"A young human girl."
"And I'm guessing you…"
"She hasn't come after me or my girls, Shepard. There is one rule, and she appears to be following it. You're not stupid. You should understand what life is like here." I rose to my feet and was ready to walk away. "Shepard…" I turned to meet her eyes. "Be careful when dealing with her. Ardat-Yakshi are not to be messed with. Even someone like me would approach with caution."
I sat back down and cleared my throat. "One more thing since you seem to be in the know. We'll handle the Ardat-Yakshi. I'm looking for someone and hope she might have come through here. She's a mercenary by the name of Aela Blackblade. Also known as Aela the Huntress."
"Got a picture?"
I sent her a message via my Omni-tool. She opened hers and made a sound of approval. "You seem to be going out of your way to recruit attractive women, Shepard."
"The Illusive Man seems to know me well."
"Obviously I like to keep track of particular people that arrive here. And yes, Aela is working here. She isn't doing anything to piss me off so I'm just letting her get on with it."
"Any idea what she's doing?"
That's when Aria managed a grin. "You'll love her, Shepard. She kills batarians for fun."
"And you don't care?"
The question made her snort. "If you think I give a fuck about any of those idiots," she retorted, gesturing at some of her guards nearby, "I know their loyalty to me extends to the credits I pay them. And they're not stupid enough to try and take me down. I know humans and batarians have history. To be completely honest, I think a lot of batarians are complete arseholes. Way too high and mighty. And I'm also no fan of slavery. Anyway, I'll have my people search her out for you. Once I have an exact location, I'll send it your way." I was walking away when Aria called my name again. I turned back to see her smirking. "Good luck, Shepard. You're going to need it."
Walking out of Afterlife, having passed the table where many of the girls were already enjoying themselves, I sent Samara a message about what I'd learned. We met up nearby within a few minutes as we needed to discuss things. I wasn't surprised that she'd already heard many rumours about a young woman being killed in curious circumstances.
Tracking down the apartment where the young woman had lived, I observed Samara as she put her centuries of experience to good use. She knew the right questions to ask. The right locations in the bedroom to look. She was thorough in her examinations of anything important. I knew that not a single thing would be overlooked. The young woman that had been murdered, by the name of Nef, her mother was distraught and ever so hopeful that Samara could bring whoever the murderer was to justice. Samara promised that is what she was there for.
Gathering nearby at a small café that sold awful coffee and food that was probably a week old, we discussed what she had discovered and what we should do next.
"She quite clearly prowls a nearby nightclub. Not Afterlife. I don't think even Aria T'Loak would tolerate her doing what she does on her turf. Her interests are quite obvious. Dance music. Drugs. Danger. Art. And violence. She uses all of those to seduce her target. But I know she will go after men or women of pretty much any species, Shepard."
"What do we do to catch her?"
"I have an idea though I'm not sure what you'll think about it."
"You want me to be a pawn?"
"Yes, Shepard. You have natural charisma as it is. If you were to attend tomorrow night, I am convinced that you would be able to draw her attention. Just be you. You ooze danger as it is, just sitting where you are."
"That's because a dozen batarians are doing their best not to glare in my direction. My face is fairly recognisable."
"Yet they're worried about just meeting your eyes. You are a coiled spring, Shepard. I would be concerned for anyone just laying their hand on your shoulder. You'd probably snap their fingers and wrist before doing whatever came to your mind next."
"And you think Morinth would be drawn to that?"
"Shepard… Mating with an Ardat-Yakshi would be a death sentence for most. But I think you could get her into bed and fuck her in such a manner to leave her… Well, the only thing that I'd suggest is don't meld while fucking her."
"Samara, there is one question I must ask. Are you going to kill her?"
"She will have two options, Shepard. One will be instant death. The other will be returning to the monastery and living the rest of her life there. I know that might not seem like justice to a list of her victims, but the Code I undertook was to simply stop her. If I can save one life, even if it is hers, then I have done some good for the galaxy."
"Tomorrow night?"
"It will give you enough time to prepare. I'll return to the ship and prepare some notes for you to review. Learn them as best as you can. Morinth is incredibly intelligent. She will see through any of what you would call bullshit. I know you'll be convincing, and once you get into the bedroom… Make sure you take her to a hotel. That will at least put her slightly off-kilter."
"Should I fuck her?"
"Absolutely. It'll be the perfect distraction. I hear all the women talk, Shepard. I'm confident that you fucking her will leave her ready to agree to anything as long as she still got your dick."
I couldn't help chuckling. "I don't have a magic dick, Samara."
Samara rose to her feet with a smile on her face, and we walked back towards the ship. She stopped just before walking down the ramp and took one of my hands in hers. "Go and have some fun tonight, Shepard. Tomorrow night probably won't be fun, even when you're fucking my daughter," she said without humour.
"Will you be okay?"
"Tonight? Yes. Tomorrow night?" She glanced away before I squeezed her hand. "I'm a tired, broken-down old warrior, Shepard. I can be honest with you about that. I've been doing this for centuries. The end is finally near. When this is solved, I can dedicate myself entirely to the mission. But I may need comfort after tomorrow night." She put a finger to my lips before I could ask or make a suggestion. "Not that comfort. My code forbids me from sexual relationships."
"Really?"
"And would you really…"
"In a heartbeat, Samara. I've been involved with matriarchs before. And I'll be honest. You are stunning."
She tried not to smile. But it eventually formed. Hell, I think she even blushed slightly. "Shepard," she stated softly, "I'm nearly nine hundred years older than you."
"And?" She glanced away and I knew that I'd embarrassed her. "I'm just being honest, Samara. I'm always honest with any woman that I'm with. We might not have to be intimate, but I'll definitely be your friend. And a shoulder to lean on whenever you need one."
"Thank you, Shepard."
I watched her walk back onto the ship. Given what I'd be doing the next evening, I did go and join all the girls in Afterlife for an hour or so before I gave them brief details of what I'd be doing the next evening. A few of them were naturally worried about me going up alone against Morinth, but I knew Samara would be lingering nearby.
"Are you really going to fuck her, Shepard?" Miranda wondered.
"Probably. Samara reckons that if I get her into bed and start fucking her…"
"Dominate the bitch," Kelly stated harshly to the surprise of nearly everyone. When we all stared at her, she started to blush. "I'm just saying, she'll be drawn to your power and danger. I mean… You've… um…"
"I'm going to spend the night alone as I'll be up early to prepare. Samara is going to send me details and I need to be ready. Miranda, I want to roleplay tomorrow afternoon before I head out. I'll ask Samara to send you the same details. I don't want to make any mistakes that will either give myself away or not draw her attention."
"Just get your dick out, Shepard," Miranda whispered. I realised she was already a little bit drunk.
"Fuck yes, cheerleader!" Jack exclaimed, banging down a shot glass, "Finally a good idea! Get that big hunk of man meat out now, Shepard."
I knew doing something that would only lead to a long line of blowjobs and sex and given that I hadn't been intimate with a few women around the table, I didn't want my first time with any of them to be in such a public way. I eventually moved across so that I sat next to Jack, feeling her immediately snuggle into my side. Such a difference to her character now that she was settled.
"Once this is all over, and we all come back safe and sound, we'll have some fun," I assured the group, "But before then, I will make myself available to all of you, but the mission is still paramount. But you girls can let your hair down as often as you can. I know what we're facing isn't easy to comprehend. And what we've been told…"
"We believe in you, Shepard," Miranda stated. I turned to where she was sitting next to me and pulled her close to kiss her, "And I definitely do," she added in a whisper.
When I caressed her cheek, I didn't miss how her lower lip trembled. I kissed her again and heard her whimper slightly. That sound wasn't missed by a few of the others around the table despite the loud music. I pulled back and met her eyes. They closed as I continued to caress her cheek.
"I'm going to have a shit day tomorrow. Want to come up and snuggle? No sex. I really don't think I should tonight."
I think Miranda nearly burst into tears in addition to being as happy as I could remember that I'd invited her up to my room again. No one seemed to show any jealousy. Even Jack seemed cool with the idea, though I knew her relationship with Miranda had improved only slightly. As long as they were not at each other's throats or trying to kill each other, I was content.
Leading Miranda onto the ship and then up to my cabin, I could almost feel the nerves, perhaps thinking that this was the night we would make love, despite what I'd just said. I continued to hold her hand as I led her into my cabin and down the steps towards my bed. When I turned to face her, I saw a couple of tears trickling down her cheek. Before I could ask what was wrong, she kissed me hard. All the emotion. All the passion. All the love. Everything she felt for me. If she'd been asari, it would have been overwhelming as she probably would have melded at the same time.
We slowly undressed each other. I'd seen Miranda naked plenty of times by now, but this was different. Pulling her into my body once we were naked, she gazed at me with only one feeling evident on her face.
"Miranda…"
"I'm yours, Shepard," she whispered, "I don't care about the others. I know who you are. I know what you do. I just want to be part of it."
"And after all of this?"
"I'll figure it out." Her lower lip trembled again, and she nearly started to cry. "Two years, Shepard. I spent two years and all I know is that I loved what I was doing. I knew that when you woke up you would be who you were." And then Miranda Lawson cried. She clung to me tightly as I held her in return. "And I thought you were going to hate me," she sobbed into my shoulder, "I know you don't, that you've been so good to me from the start, but I was terrified of the day you woke up."
"Because you already had feelings?"
"During those last few months, I would kiss your forehead and whisper that I loved you." I lifted her chin to meet my eyes and the heartache in them almost broke my heart. "I knew about your previous lovers. I knew you'd still love them. But I wished more than anything that you'd love me too."
"Miranda… I do love you… Not only for bringing me back… But you have proven to be dedicated, loyal, and a simply wonderful human being."
"Hold me tonight, Shepard," she whispered, "Just hold me. I don't want anything else."
We slid into bed a couple of minutes later, Miranda moulding her body back against mine. When I gave her a gentle squeeze, I'd hear her giggle. I ran my fingers all over her body. If I looked up perfect in the dictionary, there would be a picture of Miranda Lawson. She was absolutely stunning in more ways than one. I already knew the Illusive Man had made a mistake putting her on my team. I knew that with each day that passed, her loyalty to me would trump her loyalty to Cerberus.
"Shepard," she whispered a little later as we lay in silence, "Be careful tomorrow night. I know that you'll probably end up fucking her. Hell, I get turned on when I know you're fucking someone else."
"You're not the only one. Ash used to tell me stories about her masturbating when she knew that I was elsewhere. As for Liara… Well…"
"I remember. The one woman that makes me curious is Tali… You do realise…"
"I do. But with her suit, and everything else… I don't want to hurt her feelings. She's as young as Jack, but the suit makes everything…"
"You love her though?"
"Absolutely. I know she'll be by my side no matter what."
"Just treat her right, Shepard. I love her too. She's adorable."
"I'm glad you said that."
"I might be… I might work for Cerberus, but that doesn't mean I hate, dislike or even…"
I gave her a gentle squeeze and shushed her. "Miranda, you're here with me now," I whispered, "Because I want you here, knowing that you have a good heart."
She turned over and met my eyes. That next kiss we shared was something else entirely. As passionate as any kiss that I had previously shared with any other lover. My hand ran down her back towards her arse, feeling her leg lift up and rest on mine, my cock perilously close to her pussy at the same time. When it rubbed against her, she gasped and her eyes suggested that she wanted to feel it inside her. I was willing to give in to temptation, but I knew she wasn't ready. Her eyes were conflicted. She loved me, and she wanted to make love, but she was worried about the ramifications of making love. When we eventually did, where would her loyalties truly lie?
I woke early the next morning as always though stayed with her. She woke early as well, and we simply stayed in bed and snuggled. I could sense how happy she was and didn't say a word for at least a couple of hours. When I eventually pulled her tight, I earned a giggle that I thought I'd never hear from her. Kissing down her cheek to her neck also earned a giggle, and then a soft moan.
We showered together and I had Miranda whimpering as I gave her entire body attention. I didn't avoid her breasts or her pussy though I didn't give them too much attention. But even her hips and moving down to her feet seemed to earn soft moans of pleasure. When I finally stood up after soaping her entire body down, using the shower head to wash her clean, the look in her eyes as I gazed into them suggested only one emotion that she was feeling.
"We have work," I whispered, "Samara would have sent you something last night."
"Shepard… I could do that again. Just cuddle with you all night."
I lifted her chin with a finger, so her eyes met mine. "Miranda, I enjoy a cuddle as much as the next man, but you know that I want to make love with you."
She blinked so rapidly that I thought she was going to burst into tears again. Miranda admitted before that she rarely showed emotion in front of anyone, but she felt comfortable doing so in front of me. With me, she was her true self. Instead, we shared a kiss, and I think the only thing that stopped us from moving into the cabin and onto my bed was the fact we were both dripping wet. After we dried off, we agreed that I'd come to her quarters after lunchtime to go through Samara's plan. A few minutes after Miranda left, I transferred the data Samara had sent me to a datapad and visited her before I had breakfast.
Samara sitting cross-legged as usual. And as usual, she seemed to sense me arriving. I could almost hear the happiness this time as I stood nearby as we both gazed out at the stars in the distance.
"Your words last night gave me time to think, Shepard," she finally stated.
"How so?"
"When we deal with Morinth and we defeat the Collectors, my mission would be complete. I would be free to do whatever I wished to do."
"My only wish would be for you to be happy, Samara," I stated honestly. I meant it with every fibre of my being. Having learned what Samara had endured, I could only wish her the best in her final years.
"And what if part of me wished to remain with a human who has… Well, let's say that I've met no one like him in a very long time."
"I'd be honoured," I whispered.
Samara rose to her feet and stood before me. I couldn't help but feel aroused at the very sight of her. I'm sure she knew how beautiful she was. She took both of my hands in hers, and there was a slight smile on her face. What we would be dealing with was dangerous. I think she needed to find comfort with what we were about to face.
"Make sure you are ready, Shepard. I don't want you to be hurt."
"I'll be okay."
"Are you comfortable with the idea of potentially fucking my daughter?'
"If she is as beautiful as you…."
Samara blushed. I knew she couldn't help it. When I pulled her closer, she didn't stop me. I didn't touch her anywhere that I knew she'd feel uncomfortable. But when she pressed her body into mine, I did hold her in my arms, and I felt her relax.
"You make me feel so good, Shepard. I haven't allowed myself to get this close to anyone in so long…"
I pulled her closer and I think she almost choked back a sob. Then I felt her clutch me tightly and I knew that a simple hug meant the world. We might have been warriors, but we also needed to… We needed to feel. Not all those negative emotions. Hate. Rage. Anger. We needed to feel… Well, love. I didn't feel it for a very long time, and I think Samara had gone even longer without it.
"Shepard… She will want you immediately. Because if she's truly my daughter, she will be just like her mother," she finally whispered.
"I'll do nothing to disrespect your code," I assured her, "But if you were to come to me… Samara, I'd worship you."
That's when Samara nearly choked back another sob. My heart went out to her completely. She'd explained to me everything that she'd given up. She'd hardened her heart and her soul to become a justicar, almost purging herself of every emotion. She became a machine in her efforts to track down her own daughter. And now that she was on a ship full of people who would be her friend, and maybe I had a way to pierce the amour she'd built up around herself…
"Go work with Miranda. Make sure that you're ready…"
I kissed her cheek, and I knew Samara blushed when I did so. She met my eyes and the steel that I saw nearly all the time was missing. They were warm and caring. Her fingers caressed my cheek, and I saw the conflict in her eyes appear. When I smiled, the smile that appeared on her face was so warm that I don't think Samara realised how beautiful it made her look.
"I'll head off now," I said, "Can't stay here and be distracted by the gorgeous asari on my ship."
"You are definitely a heartbreaker, Commander Shepard."
"Asari are my true weakness. Particularly beautiful matriarchs…"
Samara blushed again as I turned to walk out of the lounge. When I looked back in the doorway, she was standing by the window, gazing out over the stars. She looked relaxed and that is what I wanted. I knew the coming evening would be life-changing for her. I knew we'd lure Morinth into our trap. Then Samara would have a decision to make. To be honest, I'm glad that I wasn't in her shoes.
Miranda and I spent hours going over the data Samara had sent us. She played the role of Morinth brilliantly. So brilliantly that we almost ended up fucking more than once. I think that wasn't due to roleplaying. I treated Miranda like I would be treating Morinth and I think Miranda was aroused more than she thought by it.
Returning to my cabin with around an hour to spare, Kelly walked through the door while I was getting ready. I'd never seen her so nervous when I turned towards her, and when she ran towards me, feeling her almost clutch me tightly as soon as her body was against mine, I knew how worried she was.
"I'll be fine," I assured her, "We have a plan. And, well, I'll probably fuck her and…"
"Just come home to us, Shepard. I don't mean just me. Miranda. Jack. Tali. Georgia. Amelie. Leliana. Triss. Kasumi… And Samara… She needs you just as much as anyone, Shepard. Your strength is the thing getting her through this."
"That's why I'm willing to help her now. Because I know that I can handle it."
I'd already called Aria and organised a hotel room near Afterlife. When I explained what I was doing, I think she made sure that I would end Morinth's reign of terror on Oemga. I was left thinking that Morinth was responsible for more than one death, but it was too late to prove that she was involved in anything else.
Samara was waiting for me by the airlock when I walked towards her. I was dressed in black trousers and a tight black shirt to show off my physique. Comfortable shoes as Samara suggested that I might need to dance. Usual couple of days of growth on my face. She made sure to look me up and down more than once before she nodded her approval.
"Please be careful, Shepard."
"Samara, everything is organised. I'm going to put this bluntly and a little bit vulgar. By the time you walk into the hotel room that I've organised, I'm going to be balls-deep in your daughter. And if I play my cards right, it's going to be in her arse. I'm going to make sure she knows who is in charge the entire time."
"Goddess… Where were you four hundred years ago?"
I honestly don't think she was joking. She left a soft kiss on my cheek and whispered good luck before I walked out of the ship and towards the nightclub. Afterlife was pumping as always. The place I wanted was a few minutes away. I was surprised that Aria would allow another nightclub in such proximity. When I approached the lone door allowing access, I had to pay an entry fee and that's where I knew Aria made her money. She no doubt had her fingers in this place.
The nightclub was larger than I imagined. The music was pumping. Not the sort of music that I'd normally listen to though Miranda made sure we listened to tunes that Morinth apparently liked. I kept to the shadows to start with and checked out the patrons. It was a mixture of species, everyone apparently having a good time, and I knew that I would have to get to work on gaining Morinth's attention.
Given that I had credits to burn, I approached the bar and the turian bartender noticed me immediately. I ordered a drink and sipped at it once it was in front of me. When I suggested a round of drinks for all the patrons, the turian thought I was an idiot. I managed to talk him around rather easily, and when he called out that the next drink anyone wanted was free, the cheer was louder than the music.
I found a table and an asari dancer approached me. She was gorgeous and definitely had her assets on display. She had my attention the entire time, her eyes always gazing into mine. She eventually slid to the front of the table and ended up on my lap.
"You look familiar," she whispered, "And safe…"
"What's wrong?"
"The turian in the blue jacket to our right… See him?"
I glanced in his direction. "Yeah, I see him. What's the matter?"
"He won't take no for an answer. He thinks… He thinks that I'm a whore. I'm not! I just like to dance…"
She sniffed and when I pulled her closer, she released a small sob. I remembered dealing with women and asari who had dealt with such men before. I kissed her cheek and whispered that I'd handle it. Helping her off my lap and to her feet, she kissed my cheek before walking over to another couple of asari while I walked towards the turian.
He took one look at me and almost shit himself. He knew exactly why I was approaching him. Despite almost shitting himself, he tried to puff himself up to appear tough.
"Look, mate," I warned, "You've got two options. One is you walk out of here now and no one needs to get hurt. Two is that I beat the shit out of you and drag your bloodied body out of here anyway. Either way, I don't care. But I'm tired of having to comfort tearful asari because males like you can't help but be fuckwits."
The turian was about to retort before I stepped even closer and glared. That glare would make even a krogan think twice about saying anything, let alone raising a hand and doing something monumentally stupid. He finally met my eyes and nodded. No verbal apology though I watched him walk away, finishing his drink at the same time before he walked out of the club.
I spent time mingling with the crowd. There were plenty of asari. A few humans and turians. If the batarians recognised me, they were doing their best to not let it show. I didn't miss the eyes of quite a few asari following me. I had a feeling they recognised me. That was the only thing that concerned me. Billions of asari apparently loved me. Would Morinth immediately recognise me? Would she then want to take her shot at Commander Shepard? Or would she make assumptions?
Three asari finally gathered the courage to approach me. They were definitely maidens. I was getting better at picking the general age of asari. These three were definitely around one-fifty to two hundred. When I met their eyes and smiled, the three giggled as they gathered as close to me as possible. I put a finger to my lips and smiled. "You recognise me?" Three asari eagerly nodded. "We can talk, but you can't fawn over me too much. I'm working."
There were gasps before one of them leaned closer. "Is it dangerous?"
"Very. I'm tracking a killer. Very dangerous killer."
"Are we safe here?"
"You will be. I'm hoping to attract her attention. Who are you girls?"
Lexeria had violet skin and a gorgeous pair of green eyes. I'd never met an asari with green eyes. She had a lithe body which she exposed thanks to the crop top and mini skirt she was wearing, a long pair of legs. Even her heels didn't bring her to my chin though.
Zarila had dark blue skin with sky blue eyes. She was wearing what I would have considered a bra and hot pants with the amount of skin she was showing. The pants seemed to be painted to her pert little arse. Great pair of pins on her as well.
Then there was Amalia. She was such a reminder of Liara, it was a little scary. She wasn't a doppelganger, but there were enough similarities that if I took her back to my cabin and had fun with her, I'd probably end up calling her the wrong name.
The three asari kept my company for a while and we did end up dancing. They took turns grinding against me and I'm sure they felt my erection in the end. How could I not get excited with three asari clearly interested in me, and although I had their attention, I could feel eyes watching me in the darkness. A soldier just has this sense when he's being watched.
Zarila was the last to dance with me, cupping her arse as I pulled her tight to my body. Placing my lips next to where her ear would be if asari had them, I whispered that I had a feeling that my target was close by.
"I'm taking care of this tonight," I told her, "Come with your friends to Afterlife in the morning. We can meet there."
They each gave me a quick cuddle before they casually walked away. I bought myself another drink, making sure to stick to something without alcohol, before I started to mingle again. I was leaning back against a wall, just people watching, when I felt the presence of an asari come stand next to me.
"You are by far the most interesting person in this nightclub," a cool voice stated, "You feel somewhat familiar."
"Most of my lovers have suggested that before," I replied without looking in her direction, "What makes me so interesting?"
"I've been watching you. You intrigue me."
I turned to face her and there was no doubt that I was looking at a younger version of Samara. And there was no doubt that Morinth used her beauty to her advantage. The eyes expressed nothing but innocent wonder. I obviously knew better. She was a skilled actress; I'd give her that much. Hell, I already thought that she probably had a long list of victims. In a way, we were both killers. The only difference is she committed murder. I at least did most of my killing in battle…
She invited me to her booth, sliding in and she made sure to sit close to me. Her fingers traced up my forearm and bicep to my shoulder and chest. I turned and ran my hand up her thigh. The black dress she wore clung to her body, exposing plenty of cleavage and was barely a third of the way down her thigh.
We talked bullshit for a few minutes, remembering what Samara had told me and everything that I'd learned about her. She seemed to believe what I was saying. Her eyes did search my face, and I knew she was trying to figure out who I was. Even if she did, I knew she'd love the chance to take on Commander Shepard.
I invited her to dance, and she surprised me by accepting. Despite what people thought, I could dance when I was close with someone. Morinth appreciated my hands on her body, and when I pulled her close, my hands squeezing her arse, she gasped before smiling when she felt something firm pressing into her. I had a feeling she was the dominant once in the bedroom. It made sense as that is how she likely killed her victims. I wasn't going to give her that opportunity.
Fucking her was one thing. I can fuck without it being intimate. But I needed to suck her in. So, I kissed her. And feeling her melt against me was a surprise. Probably still an act, but as I moved one hand from her arse to cup one of her breasts, her eyes widened slightly as I could feel one of her nipples through the thin fabric. When she started to grind against me in return, I knew that it was more than an act. She could feel my arousal, but I felt her hands all over my body. She felt my strength. My power. And I knew this would be a battle of wills.
I backed her up against a wall and ran my hand down her body as I felt her thighs spread just enough that I could lift up the hem of her dress and slide my hand underneath it. She gasped as I felt her pussy, smiling to myself at the fact she was already excited. She kissed me hard as my fingers fondled her. When she moaned into my mouth, she might have thought that she already had me.
I knew that I had her. The next noise was a whimper and that confirmed it. She wasn't acting now.
"I have a hotel room," I whispered, "Mercenary work means that I don't have ties anywhere."
"You are dangerous," she whispered, gazing into my eyes, "I feel like I know you. What's your name?"
"John." John was my middle name. I wasn't going to give her my first and last name.
"Morinth."
I took her hand and led her out of the nightclub. I'd probably thrown a wrench in her plans by inviting her back to my hotel room. Samara had been sure that she would have had her own apartment where she would bring back her victims. The hotel room had been organised by Aria. It was rather plush for Omega. A large bed. A comfortable-looking lounge. There was a mini fridge. Desk and chair. Ensuite bathroom.
After pouring each of us a drink, I turned to Morinth and suggested that she perform a little striptease for me. Before she could reply, I turned on some music and Morinth's eyes lit up. It was one of the bands that she loved. Watching her dance in front of me was rather arousing. She certainly had some moves. And it didn't take long until she was naked.
Rising to my feet, she gazed up at me and tried to look innocent as her hands got to work in getting me as naked as she was. Her hands were surprisingly soft as they ran across my chest. When she lowered herself to her knees to help off my shoes and then my trousers and underwear, the smile that appeared on her face when my cock appeared almost had me laughing.
"Goddess…" she whispered.
"Suck it," I ordered. When her eyes met mine, I think she shuddered. I used my 'Commander' voice and gave her my 'Commander' look. That look any CO would give a subordinate who looked ready to defy a direct order.
Morinth smiled at me before wrapping her lips around my cock and she swallowed most of my length in one movement of my head. I didn't smile at her as she started to bob rather quickly though I did caress her crest. That's when she shuddered as I knew how much it aroused an asari. I could feel her tongue working my shaft at the same time, and when her fingers started to caress my balls, I knew this was an experienced asari who knew how to please a man.
I was still deciding whether I'd eat her pussy before I fucked her. If she thought I was dumb enough to meld with her though…
Given that I'd behaved the day before, I was feeling a little backed up and I thought that climaxing quickly would leave Morinth believing that I was totally aroused by her. To be honest… She was beautiful and I reckon without the whole mind melding brain fuck, she would probably be a lot of fun in bed. I wasn't going to be a complete bastard to her despite the situation and warned her when I was about to cum.
"On my face," she stated. That had me raising my eyebrows in surprise though I did as she requested. Just before I was about to cum, I pulled my cock out of her mouth and stroked myself a dozen times before I started to coat her face. "Goddess… So thick and warm, John…"
She used her fingers to clean her face and swallow my cum. When she took my cock back in her mouth, I caressed her crest again. The pleasure in her eyes simply couldn't be faked. She might have put on an act to sucker in people, but I'd been with enough women and asari to know when someone is genuinely aroused and wanting far more.
And I thought fuck it, I'm all in now. I lifted her up easily and made her squeal as I threw her on the bed. She seemed to read my mind as she spread her legs to show off her smooth, blue pussy. It glistened with excitement as I went straight for it. I considered ignoring her pussy at first, but to be honest, her scent was driving me wild.
It left me wondering just how Samara would react when she strode in later. She already knew that I was going to fuck Morinth. I was going to pound her senseless. Hell, if I made her a slave to my cock, killing her wouldn't be necessary. Send her back to that monastery on the promise that she might get my cock again one day. Might sound a bit arrogant, I guess, but given what she was like…
"Oh Goddess," Morinth moaned, "Too good, John…"
"Good thing for you is that I love eating pussy."
She was quickly grinding her pussy into my face. I attacked her clit and made her cry out, her hand trying to hold my head in place. Wrapping my hands around her toned thighs, I was surprised at how much I enjoyed her cries of pleasure. And she had a filthy mouth on her. Hearing her beg me to eat her cunt almost had me raising my head and smiling. I rarely heard that word outside of people from my area of the world back on Earth.
But it was when I made her cum that told me that she was no longer in control of the situation and, for some reason, she didn't seem to care. Maybe she just wanted a really hard fuck for once. Or maybe it was an act… Whatever the case, I kept on eating her pussy, eventually releasing her thighs and sliding a couple of fingers into her pussy. Her next orgasm was even stronger.
"Oh fuck… Oh fuck, John… Where the fuck did you learn…"
"You think human men don't want to please asari? You're the greatest gift to the galaxy. A species of blue alien babes who love to fuck as much as we do."
I got her off a couple more times before she was begging me to fuck her. I lifted myself up and rubbed the head of my cock against her pussy, feeling her hips move in her desperation for me to be inside her. I wasn't gentle while sliding inside her. Despite the fact that I was enjoying myself, this was still dangerous territory for me. She grunted when I buried my cock, and when I started to just pump her pussy, the sheer delight in her eyes did surprise me for a moment. She growled and kissed me hard. That just had me pumping her harder immediately.
"Fuck me," she groaned, "Fuck me, John. No one has fucked me like this in decades."
Although I would fuck other lovers hard, I still worried about their enjoyment. With Morinth, I wasn't… And going with the dominant theme, I lifted myself up and wrapped my hand around her throat. When I started to squeeze, her eyes sparkled. She was loving it!
I glared at her and really started to drive my cock into her. She grunted with nearly every thrust. I tightened my hand around her throat, feeling one of her hands on my forearm. When she pressed down, I released the pressure on her throat. But her eyes still sparkled with joy. Then her eyes closed and she released a guttural moan. I felt dampness in my groin to see that she'd actually squirted on me.
"Kinky bitch," I growled, squeezing harder, "I like girls like you. Get off on the rough stuff."
I was still waiting for the moment where she would change. Where she would try and meld with me. I knew it would likely be in a moment of weakness, perhaps after one hell of an orgasm where she thought that I'd be rather agreeable. As her pussy gripped me tighter, I released her throat though that was only to get comfortable so I could slam her pussy even harder.
"Goddess," she moaned, "Goddess, John… I won't be able to walk in the morning."
"That's the idea," I grunted, "Think I'm going to be done with you after I cum? I've not even started yet."
When I did cum inside her, I buried my cock and felt each throb as my cum filled her. As soon as I felt that I had nothing left, I pulled out and then easily moved her into position so I could slide my cock back into her mouth. She was ever so eager to do it, and although I didn't fuck her face, I certainly moved my hips as the sounds of her slurping on my cock kept it as hard as it had been all night.
While she was doing that, I knew Samara was nearby. And she could hear everything. I was surprised she hadn't stormed in yet. Maybe she was waiting for Morinth to show a real sign of weakness. So far, she was matching everything that I could throw at her. It was a genuine shame she was a fucking lunatic and stone-cold killer. She probably would have been a lot of fun if not for that.
I rolled her over onto her hands and knees. Leaning over her, I grabbed the lube I kept and applied some to her rosebud, making her moan as I slid two fingers into her arse while I lubed up my cock at the same time. I leaned forward again as I placed my lips near where her ears would be.
"Your arse is mine now, Morinth," I whispered, "You're going to give it to me willingly, aren't you?"
"Goddess… Just take me, John."
She had an incredibly tight arse. I don't think she was a virgin back there, but although I was generously proportioned downstairs, she definitely didn't allow many to take liberties with her rear entrance. I could have been a complete bastard and just buried my cock in one movement, but for some reason, I didn't want to hurt her that way.
But once I was buried and she was comfortable, I fucked her arse hard. And once again, she seemed to absolutely love it. She loved it when I spanked her arse, and I was doing it hard enough to leave marks. Then I leaned forward and grabbed the handcuffs. Given how distracted she was, she didn't even realise until I had one of her wrists cuffed, and before she could try and stop me, I had her hands cuffed to her back.
"Now you're mine," I growled, "Going to keep you as my fuck toy, Morinth."
The click of the handcuffs had been the signal. Samara was listening in, and as I continued to pump Morinth's arse, I heard the door to the hotel room open. We both heard the gasp as I don't think Samara was ready to see the scene in front of her. I stopped with my cock buried in her arse as Morinth turned her head to see her mother.
And that's when she tried to fight me. I clasped my hand to the back of her neck and pushed her head into the mattress. "Don't even think about it, bitch," I warned.
"Shepard… Could you please remove yourself from my daughter's arse, please?"
"Um… Sure… I know that I joked…"
"No… This worked perfectly, Shepard. Thank you."
Samara was polite enough to grab a towel from the bathroom so I could cover myself after I pulled out of Morinth. Getting up from the bed once I was covered, Samara walked towards the bed and pushed Morinth onto her side. I could see the conflict in her face. Her features softened for a moment as she stroked the cheek of her daughter.
"Morinth… I'm going to make this simple. You have two choices facing you right now. One. You can die here and now. I will make it as painless as possible. But your reign of terror ends here and now."
"Who is he, Mother?"
"Commander Shepard. I am helping him. And he has chosen to help me in return."
Morinth looked at me and actually smiled. "That's the best cock I've enjoyed in centuries."
"Morinth! I'm being serious here. What you've done these past… Have you no… How could…" Samara took a deep breath. "I have given you option one. You may die now. Your second option is simple. You will return to the monastery with your sisters. You will spend the rest of your life there. And you will do everything possible to show remorse for the destruction you have caused. What is your response?"
"Can… Can he fuck me again before then?"
Samara looked at me and smiled. "I'm not sure about that. I know you'd choose a weak moment to your advantage."
Morinth snorted. "I didn't even get a chance tonight. It was too good, Mother. I've enjoyed some of their women before."
"Yes, we know," I stated, "We met the mother of one of your victims."
"Death or isolation. Choose now, Morinth."
Given that she was naked and handcuffed, with my cum oozing out of her pussy, something Samara probably didn't miss, Morinth eventually looked up at her mother. "Well, I guess that I don't really have a choice, do I? No, I don't want die, Mother." Morinth closed her eyes and sagged onto the bed. "Fuck…"
Samara ran her fingers up and down Morinth's arm. "You are a monster," she whispered, "But you are my daughter. I love you. I've always loved you. You were always brilliant. But you have a disease, and you must live in isolation. Once you are on Lesuss, you will not be able to leave. You remember how heavily access was restricted. Since you escaped, it is now impossible to do so."
"Should have just chosen death," Morinth murmured.
"Your sisters still live there as do many others who live with your condition. There are many who would claim that I should kill you now and be done with it. Do not give me a reason to kill you, Morinth. I will not hesitate in doing it. It is only thanks to Shepard that he left you in a weak position."
"If he wants to fuck me on the way to Lesuss, I won't say no. Leave the handcuffs on."
I glanced at Samara, and she managed a slight grin. "Kinky bitch, isn't she?"
After a quicker shower and putting on my clothes, we made Morinth decent and escorted her out of the hotel and towards the Normandy. The ship did have an area to keep prisoners, a caged area in the shuttle bay that I hadn't made use of so far. Morinth wasn't particularly happy to be placed there, fluttering her eyes and suggesting that I could keep my eye on her in my private quarters.
It was only when I was in the elevator with Samara that she glanced at me. "Never seen her like that, Shepard. I think you seriously impressed her tonight."
"Think she would have eventually tried to mind-fuck me?"
"Of course. But I think she would have toyed with you for a little while. It was obvious that she was enjoying the sex. I don't believe she was acting for a second with that."
"And… You heard it all…"
"I did. It's okay if you enjoyed it, Shepard. She's an asari, you're a man. I know how much you enjoy our kind."
Nearly everyone else was in bed, Samara grasping my hand at the door to the lounge. "I need some time alone. To get to Lesuss, we'll need to go to the Citadel and organise a shuttle. Lesuss is a closely guarded secret of the Asari Republics, Shepard. Letting you know… I know that I can trust you about this."
"Will Kira know?"
That's when Samara smiled. "The Asari Councillor will know, Shepard. I'm sure that she'd help you without question."
"If you need to talk later…"
"Once Morinth has been delivered… Then maybe… Maybe we could have a long conversation about many things, Shepard." She met my eyes before adding, "Thank you for tonight, Shepard. I am pleased that I did not have to kill my daughter."
I woke early the next morning as usual and was joined by Miranda in the mess. The first thing she did was hug me tightly as I knew all of the girls were worried about me. When I told her about the three asari maidens that I met the night before, she chuckled and told me to at least keep my word about meeting them before we departed Omega.
The three were waiting for me in Afterlife, ever so excited to see me and I received cuddles and kisses from all three of them. The real surprise was when Xera appeared and joined us, straddling my lap as she kissed me passionately, not caring who saw her. When the three others asked who she was, Xera snuggled against me and whispered that she was just another asari who had a massive crush on Commander Shepard.
"You've fucked her!" Lexeria exclaimed before my three new friends giggled.
"Totally jealous!" Zarila added.
"When do you need to go?" Amalia asked, and I knew they were hoping that I could stay.
"Girls… Trust me on this one, and I can add Xera to this, I wish I could stay for at least a few more days because I know the five of us would have a lot of fun. Four beautiful maidens like you? I'd be the luckiest man in the galaxy. But I dealt with the dangerous person last night, and now I have to take them across the galaxy to be dealt with."
The four did see me off near the airlock of my ship. Xera knew that I would be back to visit her on Omega. As for Lexeria, Zarila and Amalia, they lived in council space and were simply visiting Omega for a wild few days away. We promised to keep in touch and possibly meet up once the current mission I was on finished up.
During the journey towards the Citadel, Samara and I spent time talking to Morinth, wondering what she would have to say. To my surprise, she had no problem admitting to the various crimes that she'd committed during the previous few centuries. Samara had to confess that she was now aware of all of them.
"I enjoyed the sex though the power is what I eventually grew addicted to," Morinth explained with a shrug of the shoulders, "I'm sure you realised how much I like sex, Shepard."
"I was doing my best to retain at least some semblance of control as you did seem to be up for anything."
"With someone like you, I would have eventually toyed with you for days. Sucker you in with days and nights of no holds barred sex. To be honest, for a little while, I had lost control because you honestly fucked me so well." Morinth then looked at her mother. "You should fuck him. He'd probably help take the stick out of your arse."
"Do you want to fuck her again, Shepard?" Samara wondered.
"It's probably a good idea that I don't."
"But do you want to?"
"I wouldn't say no. She did have quite the tight pussy and arse."
"Do want him to fuck you again, Morinth?"
She couldn't stop the smile. "Goddess… If I'm going to spend the rest of my life celibate…"
"Two conditions. One, you are handcuffed to these bars. Two, if you even attempt to meld with him, I will shoot you in the head without hesitation."
"Why?" Morinth asked.
"It will be my last gift for my daughter before you will fulfil your promise of living the rest of your life in contrition. Shepard, what do you think?"
"You're going to watch?"
"Yes."
Now I'm going to be honest. I did fuck Morinth and it was hot. She was into it as much as she was when we fucked in the hotel. But Samara watching us? Jesus wept, that just made the whole thing even hotter. She watched me fuck Morinth with a blank look on her face. And I fucked Morinth hard. Made her orgasm constantly after a little while. I left a load in her pussy before I left another load in her arse. If Samara was aroused by any of it, nothing in her body language gave it away. Completely stoic the entire time.
Morinth begged for one last time on our way to the Citadel. To my surprise, Samara relented, and I fucked her one last time before we docked on the Citadel. This time, Samara allowed her daughter to suck my dick, and I think Morinth tried to give me the blowjob to end all blowjobs. When I came on her face, Samara's façade cracked ever so slightly. I then spent a couple of hours pounding Morinth senseless. She was begging me to fill her pussy and arse again. By the time I came inside her one last time, Morinth could barely hold herself up and my cock was feeling a little raw.
When I had to ask why, Samara managed a small smile.
"To be honest, this is going to torment her now. I believe her when she says you're the best fuck that she's had in centuries. She's now going to be reliving it every day and night at the monastery."
I met her eyes and felt the smirk form. "Punishment. It's going to drive her absolutely bonkers, isn't it?"
"She'll probably end up praying for death because she won't be able to enjoy you again."
While Samara kept guard on Morinth, I had organised to meet Kira in her private quarters. I thought it was just going to be an ordinary meeting, but when she greeted me with the sort of cuddle that had her clutching me tightly, I knew it was because she'd missed me terribly. I whispered that I couldn't exactly have sex once I explained the situation.
"Only you could fuck an Ardat-Yakshi and have her actually begging for more," she said with humour, "I'll organise a shuttle for you. It'll take you there, you will drop Morinth off, and then you'll have to leave immediately. We take no chances after Morinth's escape. To be honest, I'm surprised that she's still alive."
"So am I… I think Samara is tired of death. Once I defeat the Collectors… I'm not sure what she'll do."
"Maybe stay by the side of the handsome human who will care for her?"
"In that way?"
"Maybe. All I know is that Samara is likely in her last century of life. I don't know her that well, but she is famous in asari space. She won't want to keep doing this in her final years. She will want a quieter life."
"Not sure that'll come staying with me."
It only took Kira a couple of hours to have a shuttle organised for us. It docked near the Normandy, so all Samara had to do was handcuff her daughter and we led her towards the shuttle. The pilot knew where we were going, Samara placing Morinth in a seat as I sat at the rear, allowing Samara and Morinth some privacy in the event that they had some words to share.
The journey took longer than I expected as Lesuss was a rather isolated planet. We touched down in darkness, Samara taking Morinth by the forearm and leading her off the landing pad and towards a nearby doorway. Someone must have sent word as the door opened upon our approach. Three heavily armed guards and a couple of asari in what looked like ceremonial dressing.
I remained outside as Samara led Morinth inside. She wasn't gone for longer than ten minutes before she walked out, doing her best to remain stoic though when I gently grasped her hand, she gripped mine in return so hard that I knew she was holding it all in.
"Take me back to the ship," she said softly, "I must leave this place now."
We were both exhausted when we arrived back on the Citadel. Samara returned straight to her quarters as I had Joked take us away from the Citadel and back towards the Terminus Systems. Towards Omega for the time being though I might change my mind depending on how the situation developed regarding another mission against the Collectors or someone else with a personal matter. It was then that I stopped and laughed to myself.
"I forgot to grab Aela with everything going on. Fucking hell."
"Omega, Shepard?"
"Try not to mention that to anyone. That goes for you as well, EDI."
The ship was quiet that night. Everyone knew what we'd done, and they were giving Samara space. Kelly seemed to mention to my girls to give me space too as I didn't receive any visitors that night. I waited until the next evening before I found Samara in her lounge, standing by the window and gazing out at the stars twinkling in the distance.
She turned to face me and all I could see and feel was sadness. I stepped towards her, she towards me, and I took her in my arms. She didn't break down and sob. I think she'd already shown far more emotion than she was comfortable with.
"Thank you for coming to comfort a broken old warrior," she said softly.
"I can't even begin to imagine what you're going through, Samara."
"May I make a request, Shepard?"
"Anything."
"I know you are attracted. But what I would like to do is meld with you. While I do that… I wish to be naked though you must remain clothed. It will be a test of my resolve. To continue to deny myself pleasure. The code still stands while I help you."
She led me towards the couch and pushed me in the chest. I sat back on the couch as she slowly unzipped her leathers. I knew her breasts would be magnificent but seeing them in all their beauty had me almost drooling. She smiled at my reaction as she continued to lower her leathers, and when she exposed her pussy, I could see that she was denying herself as there was no missing how it glistened with her excitement. She slid off her boots, leaving herself completely naked in front of me.
"Holy shit," I muttered, "I mean… Samara, do you have any idea…"
I received a rather demure smile as she walked towards me, and when she straddled my lap, she pressed down softly and would have felt my erection. She gasped as it was probably the first contact in that region of her body in many a decade, if not century. I rested my hands at her hips as her fingers caressed my cheek down to my jaw.
"Shepard… When all this is over, my oath will be complete. I have captured my daughter. And when the Collectors are defeated, I will be free… Would you care for the company of a lonely old asari?"
"I don't know what I'm doing afterwards, but if you wish to remain with me, I know that I won't be the only one who would be delighted for you to stay."
She leaned forward and I held her in my arms. As I ran my fingers up and down the smooth skin of her back, I felt more than one scar. I felt her shuffle to get more comfortable, and I have no doubt she felt my ever-rising erection. Having her naked with me almost made my cock burst with pleasure without being inside her.
"I've never been naked with a human before. My experiences with males are extremely limited at best," she said softly, "There's just something about you, Shepard. I think it was watching you with my daughter. The sheer pleasure on her face. I… I longed to feel that same pleasure. It has been so long since I felt love."
She leaned back and smiled at me. "Are you ready?"
"Always."
"Embrace eternity."
I remembered the time of my meld with Lady Tessia and how I had teased her. I knew Samara needed something else. As we learned more about each other than we could ever express in words, I formed a fantasy of us upstairs in my cabin, lying back in my bed as we passionately made out. Hands explored each other. Our tongues duelled playfully. She felt my erection while I gently caressed her pussy.
The next fantasy was of Samara lying back, her legs spread wide, chest rising and falling rapidly as I slowly ate her pussy. Her cries of ecstasy echoed around the cabin, her eyes ablaze with lust as she gazed down over her breasts to see me smiling up at her, chin glistening with her juices.
"Don't stop, Shepard," she'd murmur.
"I'll do this for as long as you need, Samara."
I could sense Samara's growing arousal as I formed another fantasy. Of Samara underneath me as I gently slid my cock inside her. The whimpers and moans she made. The way her fingers dug into my back, needing to bite into my shoulder to quieten the almost scream of pleasure as we made love. How our bodies moved together, figuring out how we both liked it, and when we almost climaxed together, the sheer joy we both felt…
I felt her clinging to me tightly as the last fantasy I could handle was of Samara riding me, my hands all over her body with a heavy focus on those fantastic breasts. And of Samara climaxing again and again as she simply couldn't get enough of my cock now that her oath was complete, and she allowed herself to feel love for the first time in centuries.
As for Samara, I learned of a life of service, dedication, strength of mind and character, determination, but also a life that had been incredibly lonely for centuries. I felt her happiness that she was on a ship of interesting characters. And I felt her immense respect for me. And perhaps growing feelings of something else though she would not allow those to fester until she was free of her oath.
When she broke the meld, she whimpered almost immediately, and I could feel dampness in my lap. I hadn't climaxed. Neither had she. It was just her immense arousal.
"Shepard," she whispered, "Those fantasies… When I'm free… I want them all. Promise me that we will experience those together…"
"As soon as you allow me, Samara."
"I've barely allowed any self-pleasure in all this time. I can't remember being this wet in centuries."
"I'm not going to lie. I can inhale your scent, and I love it already. I'm glad that I've aroused you so much. Will you allow yourself some self-pleasure?"
"No… Not until I am free of my final oath to you. I can endure this."
She slid off my lap and looked down at my rather damp lap. She smiled before offering her hand. When I ran my hands down her back towards her arse, she pressed herself into my body again, feeling her heavy breasts being squished between us. I felt her soft lips on my cheek before I whispered that I couldn't wait to live out the fantasies, and we would live them out more than once.
"I think you're going to make my final decades very exciting, Shepard."
To my amusement, she didn't put on any clothing before she resumed her usual position of sitting on the floor, crossing her legs and meditating. Just before I walked out, she did suggest that she might start meditating in the nude more often.
"I'll send Kelly down. Seeing you naked and not doing anything with her will send her crazy."
"And she'll come looking for you?"
"Not just me. Anyone willing to be naughty." I paused and asked, "Are you okay now?"
"I'm a little better. Thank you for coming to see me, Shepard. We'll talk later. Rest assured, my mind is now clear. I will follow you to the end."