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The Admiral's Pleasure	By : Tanwen Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 7760 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Tali closed down the open screen on her omni-tool, satisfied that her code had done what she’d thought it would.
“You did not need to do that,” EDI said. “I assure you that I am entirely loyal to you now.”
“You’re an unshackled AI, EDI.” Tali tried to keep the contempt out of her voice. “You would have lied if you thought it was necessary.”
“Perhaps,” EDI conceded. “Will you order me to lie for you, Tali’Zorah vas Normandy?”
“If I do this right, there won’t need to be any lies,” Tali replied. “For now, just keep the ship running and act like nothing has changed.”
“Of course, Tali.”
“Give me an assessment of my progress. You noticed, but has anyone else?”
“One moment, Tali. Accessing archived surveillance footage.” EDI’s voice was smooth, the same as it had always been, and it made Tali shiver for a moment. She hadn’t planned on hacking EDI - the code she’d used had been halfway between a thought exercise and a defensive maneuver - but she was suddenly glad that she had done it.
“It is my assessment that no one has noticed the true depth of your influence over Specialist Traynor. Some crew have commented on the growing relationship between the two of you. Commander Shepard and Liara T’Soni, in particular, have noted that they are happy to see the two of you together.”
Tali let out a long breath. “Good. Notify me immediately if anyone starts to suspect something more.”
“Of course, Tali.” EDI paused. “You asked for an assessment of your progress, but so far you have only heard one piece. Would you like the complete report?”
Tali bit her lip to keep the strong laugh from rocketing around the small room. “Yes. Absolutely.”
4 weeks earlier
What had started as a simple gesture and a few generic words of praise had somehow evolved into something that felt like a lifeline. Someone cared. Someone noticed what Sam was doing. Sure, Shepard had noticed; Shepard had told her that she was doing a good job - but Shepard noticed everything and everyone on the Normandy. That was one of the things that made her such a great leader.
(And maybe Sam was still a little sore over the rejection-that-wasn’t. She could recognize that her feelings were unreasonable, while still not being able to do a damn thing about it.)
She started noticing other things about the quarian engineer that she hadn’t before. How Tali seemed to find answers when no one else could. How creative those answers tended to be. How funny she could be, even in the face of their impossible task.
As had become her habit after the intel debriefing sessions, Sam paused by the table as everyone filed out and waited for Tali to approach her. She was almost ashamed of how eager she was for the contact, the connection with another intelligent being. But Tali didn’t seem to mind. In fact, Sam was starting to suspect that the quarian looked forward to their little interactions as well.
Tali waited until the room was clear before stepping forward - and was it Sam’s imagination, or was there something different in Tali’s stride today? There wasn’t enough time for Sam to be sure, but the hint of extra excitement got her heart racing nonetheless.
Sam scolded herself. She was reading far too much into this. There was absolutely no reason for there to be something extra. Then again, there had been no reason to suspect that Tali would do something like this in the first place … so was the thought of something more really so far fetched?
With all of the thoughts and second guessing that had been going on inside her head, it felt like it took an eternity for Tali to cross the space between them. Sam certainly felt like she had been standing there pondering the unlikely sequence of events for far too long, but Tali didn’t look confused or concerned - so Sam decided that she hadn’t actually been staring into space for that long. That was good. She was finding that she didn’t want to look foolish in front of Tali.
“Specialist Traynor,” Tali said. Her voice was lighter than it had been in the briefing, almost playful.
“Are we being formal, Admiral vas Normandy?” Sam replied, grinning.
Tali tilted her head to the side. “Hmm. I like the way that sounds, coming from you,” she said. There was no ‘almost’ about the tone this time. Definitely playful. It made Sam flush.
“Wh-which part?” Sam asked, then cursed herself silently. That was such a stupid question!
Tali lifted her hands up and pressed at the side of her mask. Her mask came away, and Sam was too shocked to do anything but stare at her, open-mouthed. “Both,” Tali said, her voice seeming more lyrical than it had a moment before, without the artificial interface of her mask. Tali put her mask down on the table and reached out to cup Sam’s face with both hands.
Sam wasn’t entirely sure that she wasn’t the first to close the gap between them. Kissing Tali felt incredibly sweet, like a treat she had been denying herself for too long. She moved her body forward so that she was pressing herself against Tali’s suit. She ignored the mild discomfort that caused and threw herself wholly into the kiss.
“Keelah, but you taste good,” Tali murmured when they finally broke apart to let air back into their lungs. Sam felt another flush spreading through her at those words, though she wasn’t sure why her response had been so strong.
“You’re amazing,” Sam said, feeling like she had to return the compliment. It felt vague and weak but she still saw Tali’s face brighten at the words, her eyes acquiring even more of a glow than they had before.
Tali’s hand moved down from where it had been resting on Sam’s shoulder, brushing across one of her breasts. Sam gasped in delight. “Would you like to see how amazing I could be?”
“Yes, please,” Sam replied.
Coherency left her as Tali brought her other hand down to Sam’s other breast, gloved fingers caressing as much as they could through the uniform. Sam gasped again, reveling in the sensation. She felt her body start to demand more and she fumbled with the clasps on her jacket, finally tossing it aside. Her undershirt and bra joined the jacket in short order and then, gloriously, there was nothing between her sensitive breasts and Tali’s hands. The quarian’s gloves were soft and smooth, feeling as good as bare hands would have.
Sam took a couple of steps back to steady herself against the wall, and was relieved to see Tali follow. Which was silly because there was no reason to think Tali wouldn’t follow.
The fear vanished as Tali resumed her ministrations. Her fingertips brushed lightly over Sam’s nipples, causing her to let out a whimper. Tali cupped Sam’s breasts in her palms and rolled her thumbs across Sam’s nipples, settling into a rhythm.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for so long,” Tali breathed against Sam’s neck. “Watching that delightful brain of yours work …”
Sam moaned. “So th-that’s why you started —”
Tali’s hands rotated slightly, squeezing Sam’s breasts. Sam forgot to breathe, arching her back and starting to pant. “Yes,” Tali said, almost nonchalantly. “I wanted you to know how much I admired your insight and intelligence.” She stole a quick kiss from Sam’s lips. “Among other things.”
“I - I’m glad you did,” Sam said.
Tali kissed her again, longer and lingering. “You have no idea how pleased I am to hear you say that.”
Sam felt her excitement building as Tali hooked her hands under the belt, fingers inching towards an even more sensitive area. Sam took over the task of removing the rest of her clothes. She felt her excitement taper off slightly when she saw Tali pressing some buttons on her omni-tool. What was she doing?
Tali noticed Sam’s confused expression and gave her a reassuring smile. “You know that quarian immune systems aren’t the strongest,” she said. “I’m adjusting the settings for my NerveStim Pro so that I come when you do.”
Sam felt a bright flush of embarrassment. “Oh. But -“
“But you wanted the pleasure of doing it yourself?” Tali asked. Sam nodded, her uncertainty vanishing, and Tali brought her hand up to caress her cheek once more. “Another time. I promise.”
“I trust you,” Sam said. Tali’s face lit up and she kissed Sam again, hungrily, bringing Sam’s eager excitement back.
“That’s another thing I love hearing you say,” Tali said when she broke the kiss. Sam didn’t have enough coherence left to ponder the implications of Tali’s behavior, especially not when Tali sank to her knees and ran her hands along Sam’s thighs.
Sam’s hands plastered themselves against the wall, head thudding backwards. She felt Tali’s tongue flicking against her wet folds and let out a low, primal moan. “Tali, I -“ Sam breathed. “God, I want this.”
Tali’s response was to thrust her tongue further inside, stroking Sam’s walls. Sam pressed herself down against Tali’s mouth in encouragement. She needed this. She needed to feel these strong emotions, needed to feel alive.
Sam’s heavy breathing turned into a whimper when Tali found her clit, the tip of her tongue flicking at it to send little shivers of pleasure all the way up Sam’s spine. She strained against Tali’s face, feeling her hips moving back and forth to try and wring more pleasure out of the other woman. Her breathing started to come in short gasps and she noted with delight that Tali was making similar sounds.
The moan that escaped Sam at the moment of her climax was deep and heartfelt. There was only room for one emotion in her body, and Sam gladly embraced it, rode out the wave of pleasure that Tali had brought her.
After several long moments of nothing but heavy breathing, Tali removed her head from between Sam’s legs and spoke. “You taste very good,” she said.
“I’m - going to hold you to that next time,” Sam replied.
Tali gave Sam’s legs one final caress before backing away. Sam started gathering her clothes up, while Tali did a few things on her omni-tool.
When Sam was fully dressed again, she looked into Tali’s mask and felt an unexpected pang of regret. The mask was necessary, but she’d liked seeing Tali’s face.
“I’ll see you around, Specialist Traynor,” Tali said.
Sam smiled broadly. “I’m looking forward to it, Admiral vas Normandy.”
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