The Hero's End of War 1h/3
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November 24 2015, 03:21:49 UTC
The matriarch took a step away and spun around in a single fluid motion, giving Shepard quite the view of her dripping body while she too couldn't resist flicking a glance down at the human's near transparent wet shirt before asking, "Do you find this normal?"
"They look bigger than average, but otherwise..."
"No, I mean," Samara touched the button to shut off the water. "I am nude, you are drenched and we are in the shower together. And your previous attempts to peek..."
It was Shepard's turn to interrupt, "Those were accidental, I swear!"
"I believe you," the matriarch then found it necessary to cross her arms over her chest to keep her young companion's eyes from wandering down. "If you are looking for some sort of intimate relationship between the two of us it is out of the question."
Embarrassed, the human explained, "I know. That isn't why I wanted to join you, I swear. You're just so beautiful; it'll take a little time to get used to being around you. I'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable."
"It takes far more than this to make me uncomfortable. I am more concerned about you."
"Oh, thanks, but I'm fine." Shepard stood there quietly for a minute waiting for a response, her increasingly noticeable nipples giving away she was beginning to get cold. "Should I go change now?"
"You understand we cannot have an intimate relationship; romantic nor sexual? No matter what feelings you may develop?"
Kind of rubbing it in, "Yeah, I get your point."
"Good, if you truly do understand that then I would like to offer you a choice on whether you stay or leave."
With a confused stare Shepard grunted, "Huh?"
"Either you go change your clothes or you stay here and help me finish showering." Knowing her statement would lead only to more questions, Samara preempted them, "You are obviously attracted to me which is the cause of quite a bit of tension and embarrassment for you. While I am sure your infatuation will fade and we will be able to live and work together without issue I doubt it will entirely disappear. It seems you want this ship to be your safe haven and being caused discomfort in it could be harmful."
"What are you proposing?"
"A way to release your tension and hopefully make it so you no longer feel embarrassment around me. I will be in charge, you will have to do as I say and not overstep your bounds."
"But, wouldn't what I think you're saying break the Justicar's Code?"
"That is why I must be in control. I will prevent any deviations. The Code dictates what I must do, not what you must do. Whatever sexual or emotional gratification you may receive is fine so long as I do not share it with you. I will of course be pleased to be helping you; just so long as I keep a proper distance it will be fine."
"Sexual gratification, but will we actually have sex?"
"No."
"Then what would we do?"
"To start, you would wash me."
"Well, I guess we could at least try that part out."
"Very well then, now strip and kneel."
There was a moment of hesitation before Shepard grabbed the lower hem of her shirt and peeled the wet garment over her head. She ignored the instinct to cover her breasts and instead immediately hooked her thumbs in her waistband, pulling both her sweats and underwear off together as she bent over. To save some modesty she sunk to her knees without straightening back up. Shoulders slouched, hands clutched in her lap she appeared to be having second thoughts. She couldn't even manage to raise her eyes from the spot of flooring directly in front of her. She could have used a minute to collect herself, but the matriarch thought it better not to dwell. The water was turned back on, eliciting a surprised gasp and jump from the huddling human. Then a bottle of soap landed by her knee and she looked up to see she was in the shadow of a goddess. Hormones overwhelmed nerves as lust overwhelmed doubt; she was already feeling a lot better.
The matriarch took a step away and spun around in a single fluid motion, giving Shepard quite the view of her dripping body while she too couldn't resist flicking a glance down at the human's near transparent wet shirt before asking, "Do you find this normal?"
"They look bigger than average, but otherwise..."
"No, I mean," Samara touched the button to shut off the water. "I am nude, you are drenched and we are in the shower together. And your previous attempts to peek..."
It was Shepard's turn to interrupt, "Those were accidental, I swear!"
"I believe you," the matriarch then found it necessary to cross her arms over her chest to keep her young companion's eyes from wandering down. "If you are looking for some sort of intimate relationship between the two of us it is out of the question."
Embarrassed, the human explained, "I know. That isn't why I wanted to join you, I swear. You're just so beautiful; it'll take a little time to get used to being around you. I'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable."
"It takes far more than this to make me uncomfortable. I am more concerned about you."
"Oh, thanks, but I'm fine." Shepard stood there quietly for a minute waiting for a response, her increasingly noticeable nipples giving away she was beginning to get cold. "Should I go change now?"
"You understand we cannot have an intimate relationship; romantic nor sexual? No matter what feelings you may develop?"
Kind of rubbing it in, "Yeah, I get your point."
"Good, if you truly do understand that then I would like to offer you a choice on whether you stay or leave."
With a confused stare Shepard grunted, "Huh?"
"Either you go change your clothes or you stay here and help me finish showering." Knowing her statement would lead only to more questions, Samara preempted them, "You are obviously attracted to me which is the cause of quite a bit of tension and embarrassment for you. While I am sure your infatuation will fade and we will be able to live and work together without issue I doubt it will entirely disappear. It seems you want this ship to be your safe haven and being caused discomfort in it could be harmful."
"What are you proposing?"
"A way to release your tension and hopefully make it so you no longer feel embarrassment around me. I will be in charge, you will have to do as I say and not overstep your bounds."
"But, wouldn't what I think you're saying break the Justicar's Code?"
"That is why I must be in control. I will prevent any deviations. The Code dictates what I must do, not what you must do. Whatever sexual or emotional gratification you may receive is fine so long as I do not share it with you. I will of course be pleased to be helping you; just so long as I keep a proper distance it will be fine."
"Sexual gratification, but will we actually have sex?"
"No."
"Then what would we do?"
"To start, you would wash me."
"Well, I guess we could at least try that part out."
"Very well then, now strip and kneel."
There was a moment of hesitation before Shepard grabbed the lower hem of her shirt and peeled the wet garment over her head. She ignored the instinct to cover her breasts and instead immediately hooked her thumbs in her waistband, pulling both her sweats and underwear off together as she bent over. To save some modesty she sunk to her knees without straightening back up. Shoulders slouched, hands clutched in her lap she appeared to be having second thoughts. She couldn't even manage to raise her eyes from the spot of flooring directly in front of her. She could have used a minute to collect herself, but the matriarch thought it better not to dwell. The water was turned back on, eliciting a surprised gasp and jump from the huddling human. Then a bottle of soap landed by her knee and she looked up to see she was in the shadow of a goddess. Hormones overwhelmed nerves as lust overwhelmed doubt; she was already feeling a lot better.
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