Re: Liara/FemShep + Aria/Tevos Foursome(ish) (Part 3/?)
anonymous
August 8 2012, 14:43:02 UTC
What no one knew - except for Aria, and Tevos didn't know that she knew - was that the councilor had planned for the tattoo in advance. Aria was, by nature and design, a nosey person, and she regularly browsed the low security sections of Tevos's Omni-tool out of boredom. When a few interesting autocompleted extranet searches came up during the first day of their honeymoon - 'tattoo designs', 'Nevos tattoo parlors' (modified to 'reputable Nevos tattoo parlors reviews' after a few horrifying results), 'Omega station', 'Omega different languages', 'Omega human symbol' - Aria had smiled and kept her mouth shut, knowing that any comments from her might make Tevos change her mind.
She even pretended to be surprised when her new bondmate brought her to a touristy tattoo shop on the main strip. Afterward, she had dragged Tevos back to their hotel and made the other side of her ass just as sore. The handprints and teeth marks had faded after a day, and the hickeys after three, but the tattoo remained as a pleasant reminder.
"I suck at guessing games," Shepard said, frowning with impatience. "It's got to be something like, 'Property of Aria T'Loak', but that's way too tacky for you."
"You haven't seen it yet," Tevos reminded her. "It could be something even worse."
Liara slapped her thigh and smiled. "Well, I've deduced where it is, if not what it is! Shepard, you were right before. We haven't seen it in any of the vids so far, but Tevos was on her back in the first one, and Aria was blocking the view when she was on her hands and knees..."
"Tevos was on top in the third one, though..."
"But it was - what did you call it? Reverse cowgirl?"
Aria's eyes narrowed. "Reverse cowgirl? What's a cowgirl?"
"Human animal herder," Liara explained, having received this explanation more than once from Shepard. "Usually, the term is cowboy. Despite how unglamorous that job sounds, they were actually admired in human culture for their bravery and lawless ways."
"Lawlessness? I like that."
"I still want to see the tattoo," Shepard pressed, obviously not wanting the subject to change.
Tevos set down her glass and looked at Aria, shifting uncomfortably on the couch. Her tattoo had stopped hurting days ago, but it felt surprisingly tender now. Probably the result of nerves and an overactive imagination.
"What are you looking at me for? I'm not going to order you to do it." The Queen of Omega smirked. "That would make it too easy. Make the choice yourself."
Tevos heaved an exaggerated sighed. "Well, since you're going to see it eventually anyway..." She stood up and turned around, revealing the back of her dress. "Liara? Would you help me with my zipper?"
This time, it was Liara's turn to look at Shepard for reassurance. The Commander nodded, and when Liara got up from the couch, she gave her lover an encouraging slap on the behind. After a brief squeak of surprise, she covered the few feet of distance between their seats and tucked her chin over Tevos's shoulder. "If you don't want to do this, I won't be disappointed," Liara said beside the folds of her crest, touching but not pulling on the zipper's tab. It was a lie, of course, but Tevos appreciated the gesture anyway. She shivered slightly and dipped her head, all too aware of the warm body pressed against her back.
"No, it's all right," she said, a little too quickly. She smiled. "I am rather proud of my tattoo..."
"You mean my tattoo," Aria quipped, watching with unconcealed interest as Liara unzipped the back of Tevos's clinging purple dress. When the fabric peeled apart far enough, it dropped to pool around her feet. Liara let out a small, almost inaudible gasp and pulled back a few inches when she realized that Tevos wasn't wearing anything underneath.
"Liara, I can't see what the tattoo is if you're standing there," Shepard complained. Feeling the start of a blush burn across her cheeks, Liara stepped to one side and looked down. She frowned at the dark purple symbol for a moment, trying to figure out what it was. The tattoo was a smooth 'O' shape, but the bottom was flared out to either side with a small gap. When she turned to look at Shepard, though, she saw the Commander's eyes light up with recognition. "Oh! That's clever," she said with a smirk.
She even pretended to be surprised when her new bondmate brought her to a touristy tattoo shop on the main strip. Afterward, she had dragged Tevos back to their hotel and made the other side of her ass just as sore. The handprints and teeth marks had faded after a day, and the hickeys after three, but the tattoo remained as a pleasant reminder.
"I suck at guessing games," Shepard said, frowning with impatience. "It's got to be something like, 'Property of Aria T'Loak', but that's way too tacky for you."
"You haven't seen it yet," Tevos reminded her. "It could be something even worse."
Liara slapped her thigh and smiled. "Well, I've deduced where it is, if not what it is! Shepard, you were right before. We haven't seen it in any of the vids so far, but Tevos was on her back in the first one, and Aria was blocking the view when she was on her hands and knees..."
"Tevos was on top in the third one, though..."
"But it was - what did you call it? Reverse cowgirl?"
Aria's eyes narrowed. "Reverse cowgirl? What's a cowgirl?"
"Human animal herder," Liara explained, having received this explanation more than once from Shepard. "Usually, the term is cowboy. Despite how unglamorous that job sounds, they were actually admired in human culture for their bravery and lawless ways."
"Lawlessness? I like that."
"I still want to see the tattoo," Shepard pressed, obviously not wanting the subject to change.
Tevos set down her glass and looked at Aria, shifting uncomfortably on the couch. Her tattoo had stopped hurting days ago, but it felt surprisingly tender now. Probably the result of nerves and an overactive imagination.
"What are you looking at me for? I'm not going to order you to do it." The Queen of Omega smirked. "That would make it too easy. Make the choice yourself."
Tevos heaved an exaggerated sighed. "Well, since you're going to see it eventually anyway..." She stood up and turned around, revealing the back of her dress. "Liara? Would you help me with my zipper?"
This time, it was Liara's turn to look at Shepard for reassurance. The Commander nodded, and when Liara got up from the couch, she gave her lover an encouraging slap on the behind. After a brief squeak of surprise, she covered the few feet of distance between their seats and tucked her chin over Tevos's shoulder. "If you don't want to do this, I won't be disappointed," Liara said beside the folds of her crest, touching but not pulling on the zipper's tab. It was a lie, of course, but Tevos appreciated the gesture anyway. She shivered slightly and dipped her head, all too aware of the warm body pressed against her back.
"No, it's all right," she said, a little too quickly. She smiled. "I am rather proud of my tattoo..."
"You mean my tattoo," Aria quipped, watching with unconcealed interest as Liara unzipped the back of Tevos's clinging purple dress. When the fabric peeled apart far enough, it dropped to pool around her feet. Liara let out a small, almost inaudible gasp and pulled back a few inches when she realized that Tevos wasn't wearing anything underneath.
"Liara, I can't see what the tattoo is if you're standing there," Shepard complained. Feeling the start of a blush burn across her cheeks, Liara stepped to one side and looked down. She frowned at the dark purple symbol for a moment, trying to figure out what it was. The tattoo was a smooth 'O' shape, but the bottom was flared out to either side with a small gap. When she turned to look at Shepard, though, she saw the Commander's eyes light up with recognition. "Oh! That's clever," she said with a smirk.
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