Heart of Green, Heart of Blue. Fist of Fire, Fist of Water.9/?
anonymous
October 7 2011, 03:01:41 UTC
“No,” the asari whimpered. “We do not do it consciously. Our bodies have a bio-mechanical trigger that reads those around us, selects the one best suited to us, and tailors several batches of pheromones to affect them...and only them. I thought I would be different, that I wouldn’t be driven by the desire to meld and mate. I started releasing pheromones after Feros, I thought Shepard was the one...but it wasn’t...it was you.”
Ash was flabbergasted. “You’re saying...”
“I stripped you of your self control during the meld,” Liara hung her head. “Or rather, the part of my brain responsible for that function did it. It also exposed me to the wild part of you, the passionate and free spirit that makes you who you are, but which you never fully give yourself over to. It used that spirit to fuel my awakening, while making you more receptive to my advances. As funny as it sounds...I was the one who took advantage of you.”
“Oh,” Ashley’s knees suddenly felt week. “I see.”
“It is why I must depart at the Citadel, and seek medical attention.” Despairing eyes stared at Ash. “For you, the infatuation fades within a few days after your body builds up a resistance to the pheromones. For me, it only gets worse. After our first meld, my body begins producing massive amounts of Collati, a hormone meant to fuel my libido during the initial mating period. Without a mate, I will require constant medical attention for several weeks...or my nervous system will simply overload.”
“Will there be any side effects?” Despite Liara’s predicament, the Gunnery Chief couldn’t help but be slightly relieved that her performance down in the cargo bay hadn’t been voluntary.
“Probably,” Liara curled up just a little more, her borrowed fatigues now thoroughly drenched. “Without the natural release of Collati, my emotional maturation will be stunted. My matron stage may be delayed for at least two hundred years. It is why we are encouraged to travel, live, love and party in our youths. It is crucial to our development.”
Ash looked down at her...and a surge of pity shot through her heart. She knew the look on Liara’s face all too well. Broken dreams and a broken heart, like she had seen on Lynn, Abby and even Sarah during their high school romances. This was something she actually knew how to do.
“It’s not your fault,” Ash sat next to her in the shower, shivering as she entered the wall of cold water. “None of it.”
“Do you forgive me?” Liara scuttled closer to the taller woman. Ash put a protective arm around her shoulders.
“There’s nothing to forgive. I figure that neither of us would have acted like that if there hadn’t already been something there.” Reaching up, Ash turned on the warm water tap. “Come on, stand up.”
“Why?”
“You didn’t warm down after the fight. You need to stretch before your muscles seize up,” Ash pulled her to her feet. “The warm water helps. Just go through the routine.”
Hesitantly, Liara began to move her arms through the stretches. Ash corrected her technique every few seconds, but not harshly. Moving into the final position, Liara stretched her arms above her head, closed her eyes...and then opened in alarm as she felt Ashley’s hands on the hem of her shirt. There was no condescending sneer on the Marine’s face this time, just a gentle smile.
“Relax,” Liara heard her voice, as if in a dream. “Trust me, just let everything go.”
She did as she was told, allowing the Chief to remove the sodden material. And then Ashley kissed her. Softly, delicately, the human pressed her lips, those beautiful lips, against Liara’s. Liara found her tongue entwining with Ashley’s, the taste of strawberries...the last fresh rations on the ship...flooding her mouth.
Ash was flabbergasted. “You’re saying...”
“I stripped you of your self control during the meld,” Liara hung her head. “Or rather, the part of my brain responsible for that function did it. It also exposed me to the wild part of you, the passionate and free spirit that makes you who you are, but which you never fully give yourself over to. It used that spirit to fuel my awakening, while making you more receptive to my advances. As funny as it sounds...I was the one who took advantage of you.”
“Oh,” Ashley’s knees suddenly felt week. “I see.”
“It is why I must depart at the Citadel, and seek medical attention.” Despairing eyes stared at Ash. “For you, the infatuation fades within a few days after your body builds up a resistance to the pheromones. For me, it only gets worse. After our first meld, my body begins producing massive amounts of Collati, a hormone meant to fuel my libido during the initial mating period. Without a mate, I will require constant medical attention for several weeks...or my nervous system will simply overload.”
“Will there be any side effects?” Despite Liara’s predicament, the Gunnery Chief couldn’t help but be slightly relieved that her performance down in the cargo bay hadn’t been voluntary.
“Probably,” Liara curled up just a little more, her borrowed fatigues now thoroughly drenched. “Without the natural release of Collati, my emotional maturation will be stunted. My matron stage may be delayed for at least two hundred years. It is why we are encouraged to travel, live, love and party in our youths. It is crucial to our development.”
Ash looked down at her...and a surge of pity shot through her heart. She knew the look on Liara’s face all too well. Broken dreams and a broken heart, like she had seen on Lynn, Abby and even Sarah during their high school romances. This was something she actually knew how to do.
“It’s not your fault,” Ash sat next to her in the shower, shivering as she entered the wall of cold water. “None of it.”
“Do you forgive me?” Liara scuttled closer to the taller woman. Ash put a protective arm around her shoulders.
“There’s nothing to forgive. I figure that neither of us would have acted like that if there hadn’t already been something there.” Reaching up, Ash turned on the warm water tap. “Come on, stand up.”
“Why?”
“You didn’t warm down after the fight. You need to stretch before your muscles seize up,” Ash pulled her to her feet. “The warm water helps. Just go through the routine.”
Hesitantly, Liara began to move her arms through the stretches. Ash corrected her technique every few seconds, but not harshly. Moving into the final position, Liara stretched her arms above her head, closed her eyes...and then opened in alarm as she felt Ashley’s hands on the hem of her shirt. There was no condescending sneer on the Marine’s face this time, just a gentle smile.
“Relax,” Liara heard her voice, as if in a dream. “Trust me, just let everything go.”
She did as she was told, allowing the Chief to remove the sodden material. And then Ashley kissed her. Softly, delicately, the human pressed her lips, those beautiful lips, against Liara’s. Liara found her tongue entwining with Ashley’s, the taste of strawberries...the last fresh rations on the ship...flooding her mouth.
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