It's Not My Fault! 8/?
anonymous
January 20 2013, 04:33:17 UTC
She kissed him, dominant and forceful, seizing control of his mouth as she pulled him closer to the bed. He responded in kind, sweeping an arm under her ass and lifting her up. She was soft, much softer than he had expected, and that guilty twinge hit him again. The older Liara was lean and fit from running frequent combat missions and sparring with Ashley and Shepard. This Liara was tender and vulnerable. But it was technically the same body, technically the same mind.
She discarded her bra with an experienced flick that allayed some of his unease. But her breasts, while still a delicious size, were not as full and firm as he’d fantasised about while staring at her uniform.
Ah, what the hell, when in Rome...
As Liara fell back onto the bed, James pulled off her panties. A second later, he had his tongue buried between her legs, rendering her speechless for a second as a wave of sensation poured into her azure. He lashed her walls mercilessly, seeking out the four specific nerve endings that all asari had buried within them. Originating as a single gendered species, asari were filled with little sexual quirks, quirks that James was intimately familiar with. On a good day, James could bring an asari to orgasm within thirty seconds, with Liara, it took...
“Fifteen seconds?” Liara panted when she could breathe again. “Goddess, I’ve never been able to do that, not even on my own, with Shepard and Ash on the widescreen...”
Even as she spoke, she was already moving, grabbing the buckle to Vega’s trousers and yanking downwards, her eyes widening as she examined his shaft. “How on Thessia did your Earth women let you remain a virgin at this age?”
James could do little but hang on for the ride as her lips wrapped around his cock. It appeared that Liara T’Soni had a very specific list sexual experiences she wanted to try tonight. He got the feeling that this had been a very bad idea.
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“Can I come in?” Shepard rapped gently at the entrance to the observation deck.
“Yeah, why not?” Ashley sounded tired, her words distorted slightly by the braces on teeth. “It’s not as if some teenager can keep Commander Shepard out of his own observation deck.”
“Don’t be like that.” Shepard sat next to her. “This will all be over in a few more hours.”
“No it won’t.” Ash shook her head. “It’s going to be like this forever. The stuck up bitch from high school is the stuck up Staff Commander on the promotions board. Everyone trying to keep you down because of a stupid last name. I thought I’d forgotten about all the bullshit, but...
“You have forgotten.” Shepard told her firmly. “You moved past all of that. You showed what you were capable of. If you had the guts and the brains, Anderson would never have taken you onboard the Normandy. I would never have recommended you when Udina talked about Spectre status if you hadn’t demonstrated ability, courage...the heart of a soldier. All of this? It’s just your teenage years, when you didn’t think any of that was possible.”
“Then why does it feel so real?” Ashley looked at him with lost eyes. “I never thought it’d get any better than what it was. But it did, and I thought I was fine. But I don’t feel fine anymore.”
“I’ve felt that way before.” Shepard stared out the stars. “About a lot of things. Where I grew up...what I’ve seen...sometimes there’s just no way that you can make yourself feel better.”
“How do you cope with that?”
Shepard looked down at her with a grin. “You find a good friend, grab some chocolate, then just watch the stars.”
Ash laughed a little more at that, her mood improving rapidly. “Skipper, I’d give you a kiss...if it wouldn’t feel incredibly awkward right now.”
“I’ll take a raincheck on that one.” Shepard chuckled. “Though I’d be interested to see what you were like when you enlisted.”
“Oh, I was all spit and polish back then.” Ashley tucked herself up snug against Shepard’s side, holding onto him like a big pillow. “No, the real interesting part would be my time on New Harmony, back when I made Corporal.”
It's Not My Fault! 9/9
anonymous
January 22 2013, 22:28:28 UTC
“I’m thinking there’s a story here?” Shepard poked her in the ribs.
“Hey, that tickles.” Ash punched him in the arm. “Yeah, I was with the 54th Infantry Brigade. They called us the ‘Skinhead Marines’ because every man and woman in the unit got clean shaven when they joined. We were also a little...crazy.”
“Maybe we’d better skip that part in your life.” Shepard visibly shuddered. “Jack was more than enough crazy for one lifetime.”
“You sure?” Ashley asked innocently. “Because I gotta tell you, back then it was just fresh steak, pack marches and benchpressing to pass the time. All those extra muscles can get put to very good use...”
The Commander laughed openly at that one, Ashley giggling foolishly at her own bad joke. Finally, Shepard produced a large bar of chocolate from his jacket and handed it to her. “We’ll talk to Javik about post-war experiments. In the meantime, let’s just enjoy the stars.
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“So you’re sure it will work this time?” Vega looked particular anxious as he and the other two affected by the machine crowded around it. He eyed Liara with particular fear. “Because I really need everything to go back the way it was, get me?”
“Be at ease, primitive.” Javik’s four eyes frowned as he finished inputting the parameters. “I am almost positive that this will work.”
“Almost?” Vega’s eyes widened in fear. “Wait a minute man, maybe we should think this over...”
Once more the glow washed over him, silencing his last, futile protests.
“Commander, I’ve seen some crazy things before, but this beats all of them.” Hackett frowned on the projector as he examined the report. “And you’ve secured the device away?”
“Yes sir.” Shepard nodded. “It shouldn’t be trifled with. While not lethal, this device could cause...complications.”
“I understand.” Hackett nodded. “Very well, Commander. I’ll have the device sent my way immediately. Once this war is over, I’ll be keeping a close eye on this project.”
Shepard could have sworn he saw a glint in Hackett’s eye as he signed off. Must have been a trick of the light.
Still...
“EDI, where is Commander Williams?”
“Commander Williams requested not to be disturbed. She remarked to me that she had a...disciplinary issue to resolve.”
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“So, Specialist Traynor.” Ashley continued conversationally. “Are we now clear on the necessity of the chain of command?”
Traynor winced. “Yes ma’am.”
“That’s very good.” Ashley paused, then, with a sweep of her arm, brought the improvised strap down on Traynor’s red backside. “Because we have to have discipline, Specialist. Without it...the whole system just...collapses.”
“Yes ma’am.” Traynor panted. While undeniably arousing at first, this was starting to become very, very uncomfortable.
“Yes, and we wouldn’t want that.” Ashley frowned something. “I forget how many I’ve given you. Fifty was what we agreed on, wasn’t it?”
“Yes ma’am.” Traynor nodded furiously. “And it’s been forty...”
“No matter, I’ll just start again.” Ashley shrugged. “Wouldn’t want to miss any, would we?”
“Ma’am?” Traynor half wailed. “It’s not my fault!”
“That’s really no excuse.” Ashley smiled grimly as she lashed downwards again. Once more fully grown, fully developed and packed full of muscle and confidence, she was ready to kick some ass. Or lash some as the case may be. “Now then. One.”
She discarded her bra with an experienced flick that allayed some of his unease. But her breasts, while still a delicious size, were not as full and firm as he’d fantasised about while staring at her uniform.
Ah, what the hell, when in Rome...
As Liara fell back onto the bed, James pulled off her panties. A second later, he had his tongue buried between her legs, rendering her speechless for a second as a wave of sensation poured into her azure. He lashed her walls mercilessly, seeking out the four specific nerve endings that all asari had buried within them. Originating as a single gendered species, asari were filled with little sexual quirks, quirks that James was intimately familiar with. On a good day, James could bring an asari to orgasm within thirty seconds, with Liara, it took...
“Fifteen seconds?” Liara panted when she could breathe again. “Goddess, I’ve never been able to do that, not even on my own, with Shepard and Ash on the widescreen...”
Even as she spoke, she was already moving, grabbing the buckle to Vega’s trousers and yanking downwards, her eyes widening as she examined his shaft. “How on Thessia did your Earth women let you remain a virgin at this age?”
James could do little but hang on for the ride as her lips wrapped around his cock. It appeared that Liara T’Soni had a very specific list sexual experiences she wanted to try tonight. He got the feeling that this had been a very bad idea.
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“Can I come in?” Shepard rapped gently at the entrance to the observation deck.
“Yeah, why not?” Ashley sounded tired, her words distorted slightly by the braces on teeth. “It’s not as if some teenager can keep Commander Shepard out of his own observation deck.”
“Don’t be like that.” Shepard sat next to her. “This will all be over in a few more hours.”
“No it won’t.” Ash shook her head. “It’s going to be like this forever. The stuck up bitch from high school is the stuck up Staff Commander on the promotions board. Everyone trying to keep you down because of a stupid last name. I thought I’d forgotten about all the bullshit, but...
“You have forgotten.” Shepard told her firmly. “You moved past all of that. You showed what you were capable of. If you had the guts and the brains, Anderson would never have taken you onboard the Normandy. I would never have recommended you when Udina talked about Spectre status if you hadn’t demonstrated ability, courage...the heart of a soldier. All of this? It’s just your teenage years, when you didn’t think any of that was possible.”
“Then why does it feel so real?” Ashley looked at him with lost eyes. “I never thought it’d get any better than what it was. But it did, and I thought I was fine. But I don’t feel fine anymore.”
“I’ve felt that way before.” Shepard stared out the stars. “About a lot of things. Where I grew up...what I’ve seen...sometimes there’s just no way that you can make yourself feel better.”
“How do you cope with that?”
Shepard looked down at her with a grin. “You find a good friend, grab some chocolate, then just watch the stars.”
Ash laughed a little more at that, her mood improving rapidly. “Skipper, I’d give you a kiss...if it wouldn’t feel incredibly awkward right now.”
“I’ll take a raincheck on that one.” Shepard chuckled. “Though I’d be interested to see what you were like when you enlisted.”
“Oh, I was all spit and polish back then.” Ashley tucked herself up snug against Shepard’s side, holding onto him like a big pillow. “No, the real interesting part would be my time on New Harmony, back when I made Corporal.”
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“Hey, that tickles.” Ash punched him in the arm. “Yeah, I was with the 54th Infantry Brigade. They called us the ‘Skinhead Marines’ because every man and woman in the unit got clean shaven when they joined. We were also a little...crazy.”
“Maybe we’d better skip that part in your life.” Shepard visibly shuddered. “Jack was more than enough crazy for one lifetime.”
“You sure?” Ashley asked innocently. “Because I gotta tell you, back then it was just fresh steak, pack marches and benchpressing to pass the time. All those extra muscles can get put to very good use...”
The Commander laughed openly at that one, Ashley giggling foolishly at her own bad joke. Finally, Shepard produced a large bar of chocolate from his jacket and handed it to her. “We’ll talk to Javik about post-war experiments. In the meantime, let’s just enjoy the stars.
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“So you’re sure it will work this time?” Vega looked particular anxious as he and the other two affected by the machine crowded around it. He eyed Liara with particular fear. “Because I really need everything to go back the way it was, get me?”
“Be at ease, primitive.” Javik’s four eyes frowned as he finished inputting the parameters. “I am almost positive that this will work.”
“Almost?” Vega’s eyes widened in fear. “Wait a minute man, maybe we should think this over...”
Once more the glow washed over him, silencing his last, futile protests.
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“Commander, I’ve seen some crazy things before, but this beats all of them.” Hackett frowned on the projector as he examined the report. “And you’ve secured the device away?”
“Yes sir.” Shepard nodded. “It shouldn’t be trifled with. While not lethal, this device could cause...complications.”
“I understand.” Hackett nodded. “Very well, Commander. I’ll have the device sent my way immediately. Once this war is over, I’ll be keeping a close eye on this project.”
Shepard could have sworn he saw a glint in Hackett’s eye as he signed off. Must have been a trick of the light.
Still...
“EDI, where is Commander Williams?”
“Commander Williams requested not to be disturbed. She remarked to me that she had a...disciplinary issue to resolve.”
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“So, Specialist Traynor.” Ashley continued conversationally. “Are we now clear on the necessity of the chain of command?”
Traynor winced. “Yes ma’am.”
“That’s very good.” Ashley paused, then, with a sweep of her arm, brought the improvised strap down on Traynor’s red backside. “Because we have to have discipline, Specialist. Without it...the whole system just...collapses.”
“Yes ma’am.” Traynor panted. While undeniably arousing at first, this was starting to become very, very uncomfortable.
“Yes, and we wouldn’t want that.” Ashley frowned something. “I forget how many I’ve given you. Fifty was what we agreed on, wasn’t it?”
“Yes ma’am.” Traynor nodded furiously. “And it’s been forty...”
“No matter, I’ll just start again.” Ashley shrugged. “Wouldn’t want to miss any, would we?”
“Ma’am?” Traynor half wailed. “It’s not my fault!”
“That’s really no excuse.” Ashley smiled grimly as she lashed downwards again. Once more fully grown, fully developed and packed full of muscle and confidence, she was ready to kick some ass. Or lash some as the case may be. “Now then. One.”
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