Belayed victory 2.0 (FemShep/clone!Shep) 1/?
anonymous
May 8 2014, 08:49:30 UTC
Citadel
Two unmistakably female figures were walking through streets of the citadel. It was a night cycle at the moment and the streets were completely abandoned, except for an odd pair of C-Sec officers passing through from time to time.
The first woman was wearing a N7 hoodie and cargo pants. Her face was famous throughout the galaxy. Commander Jane Shepard, the spearhead of the war-effort against the reapers.
She glanced at the other woman who was walking behind her in a full battle gear along with a helmet obscuring her face. There was a large backpack on her back. The armored woman caught her look, two eyes hidden behind a visor meeting hers. She looked at the commander before gesturing in front of her with a clear 'keep walking' order.
Shepard sighed and kept walking. It was few weeks since her clone ambushed her in her quarters after which Shepard ended up submitting to the woman. And what a weeks... though ashamed at first, Shepard quickly came to enjoy the situation. Despite the galaxy seeing her as the top-dog, she was always a natural sub when it came to sex and personal relationships.
The clone exploited this masterfully, providing Shepard with a needed stress release every day. As for the clone, it satisfied her own feelings of superiority over Shepard which were still so deeply instilled into her by her previous life.
Shepard did not know how serious her genetic twin was about that, but she could not help herself but to follow the clone's game.
The though of submitting to a woman that almost succeeded in taking literally everything from her was just irresistibly arousing to the commander.
“Which brings us to the tonights adventure” Shepard thought as she saw the large building of the citadel archives looming ahead.
It was the clone's idea to come here during one of their shore leaves... not that she gave commander much of a choice. She came into the loft an hour ago in a full battle gear, said 'We are going' and then literally dragged the commander outside, still in her civilian clothes. When questioned, the clone told her where they were going, but refused to further elaborate on her plans.
They came to the entrance to the archives. The security at the entrance was fully automated with only one token gatekeeper, an elderly looking turian who was immersed in reading something from his pad and was not paying them any attention.
Shepard felt herself being pushed towards the checkpoint by the clone and entered the scanning area. After sensors swept over her body, she heard an VI announce: “Access granted. Welcome spectre Shepard!”
The door opened and Shepard went through. “Good day, spectre” she heard the Turian sitting in his booth mumble.
She then waited and watched her clone go through the same procedure. “Access granted. Welcome spectre Shepard!” the VI against chirped.
“Good day, spectre” the Turian again said with a bored voice, not finding the situation remotely suspicious, his eyes not even leaving the pad.
“So, are you going to tell me what exactly are we doing here?” Shepard asked her twin impatiently when the doors closed behind them.
“That's simple, commander,” her twin said as she took her helmet off, revealing her superior smirk. “A month ago, you have beaten me in here... I figured it was time I returned the favor,” she winked.
Two unmistakably female figures were walking through streets of the citadel. It was a night cycle at the moment and the streets were completely abandoned, except for an odd pair of C-Sec officers passing through from time to time.
The first woman was wearing a N7 hoodie and cargo pants. Her face was famous throughout the galaxy. Commander Jane Shepard, the spearhead of the war-effort against the reapers.
She glanced at the other woman who was walking behind her in a full battle gear along with a helmet obscuring her face. There was a large backpack on her back. The armored woman caught her look, two eyes hidden behind a visor meeting hers. She looked at the commander before gesturing in front of her with a clear 'keep walking' order.
Shepard sighed and kept walking. It was few weeks since her clone ambushed her in her quarters after which Shepard ended up submitting to the woman.
And what a weeks... though ashamed at first, Shepard quickly came to enjoy the situation. Despite the galaxy seeing her as the top-dog, she was always a natural sub when it came to sex and personal relationships.
The clone exploited this masterfully, providing Shepard with a needed stress release every day. As for the clone, it satisfied her own feelings of superiority over Shepard which were still so deeply instilled into her by her previous life.
Shepard did not know how serious her genetic twin was about that, but she could not help herself but to follow the clone's game.
The though of submitting to a woman that almost succeeded in taking literally everything from her was just irresistibly arousing to the commander.
“Which brings us to the tonights adventure” Shepard thought as she saw the large building of the citadel archives looming ahead.
It was the clone's idea to come here during one of their shore leaves... not that she gave commander much of a choice. She came into the loft an hour ago in a full battle gear, said 'We are going' and then literally dragged the commander outside, still in her civilian clothes. When questioned, the clone told her where they were going, but refused to further elaborate on her plans.
They came to the entrance to the archives. The security at the entrance was fully automated with only one token gatekeeper, an elderly looking turian who was immersed in reading something from his pad and was not paying them any attention.
Shepard felt herself being pushed towards the checkpoint by the clone and entered the scanning area.
After sensors swept over her body, she heard an VI announce: “Access granted. Welcome spectre Shepard!”
The door opened and Shepard went through. “Good day, spectre” she heard the Turian sitting in his booth mumble.
She then waited and watched her clone go through the same procedure. “Access granted. Welcome spectre Shepard!” the VI against chirped.
“Good day, spectre” the Turian again said with a bored voice, not finding the situation remotely suspicious, his eyes not even leaving the pad.
“So, are you going to tell me what exactly are we doing here?” Shepard asked her twin impatiently when the doors closed behind them.
“That's simple, commander,” her twin said as she took her helmet off, revealing her superior smirk. “A month ago, you have beaten me in here... I figured it was time I returned the favor,” she winked.
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