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Ashes to Ash's	By : lesbiaN7ncest Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 12179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Thanks to Shepard managing to broker peace between the quarians and The Geth, Ashley made it back to The Citadel on time 11 days later. Ashley had enjoyed catching up with Tali again, who had also joined the crew. Ashley considered the young quarian be like a little sister to her, but it was now time to catch up with one of her biological little sisters.
Sarah hugged Ashley as soon as she arrived, tears in her eyes as usual. Ashley had to soothe her somewhat, but it took Sarah a while to calm down. They were more tears of relief and joy that Ashley made it back safely than anything, and the first thing the two did was head to a cafe where Sarah rattled on about hearing about all the death and destruction lately, and so being even more worried about Ashley's survival. Ashley had told Sarah that she'd hear pretty quickly if Shepard and the crew of the Normandy went down for one, and that secondly Shepard wasn't going to fail. Sarah eventually calmed down and topics shifted to topics less dire, even though it was hard with the state of the galaxy at the moment. Both sisters agreed that they needed to keep their spirits up, and the best way to do that was avoid talking about the Reapers and anything to do with them.
The sisters continued spending time together, eventually hitting a classy bar for some drinks and a nibble. Eventually, Sarah asked Ashley a familiar question from the last time she'd arrived on station.
"You're staying on-station tonight, right?" Sarah queried.
"Yeah. Two nights like last time I believe," Ashley said. "Unless some emergency comes up and we have to ship out to deal with it.
"Could you please stay at the apartment with me again?" Sarah pleaded.
"I was already planning on it, Sar," Ashley said like the plea was completely unwarranted. "I promised I'll be there for you as much as I can, when I can."
"Okay, cool," Sarah said, and she shifted uncomfortably. "Does that mean you'll, um... y'know... like last time?"
"Sleep with you?" Ashley said nonchalantly. Sarah went red like a tomato.
"Assshhh! Keep your voice down!" Sarah whispered, looking around to make sure nobody overheard.
"Sorry," Ashley said casually. "It's not that big of a deal."
"Maybe not to you," Sarah retorted. "But... I'm kind of sensitive about my recent... issues."
"Sorry, Sar. I thought have realized," Ashley said with genuine sympathy.
"It's okay," Sarah said. She shuffled in her seat a little, looking at Ashley. The older Williams suddenly understood.
"Oh! Yes, I will," Ashley said, then paused. "Sorry."
"That's okay. And thanks," Sarah said. "It... it means a lot to me."
"That's why I'm doing it for you," Ashley said. "Though I'm guessing you don't want to discuss whether you've enjoyed my gift or not?"
"Not here, that's for sure!" Sarah said, seeing the humorous side of her sister's statement this time. Thankfully Ashley had been vague enough for it not to embarrass her. "We'll talk more later, at the apartment."
Later came just short of three hours later, when the Williams sisters plonked down on one of the sofa's together. Sarah began looking for some vids for them to watch that evening when Ashley leaned back and casually asked the infamous question.
"So, did you manage to get some use out of my gift?"
"Yes," Sarah said with a small grin, reddening in the cheeks. "Try every night since you'd left."
"Wow, okay," Ashley said, trying to take the frankness of it all in stride.
She couldn't believe she was discussing this with Sarah, not that all of the Williams didn't have the odd "girls only" talks that got a little personal in their teen years when they were all together. With Sarah being the youngest though, Ashley was already gone for basic training before Sarah was old enough to discuss these things with her, though Ashley assumed Lynn and Abby had done something about that. Ashley was now 28 years old, while Sarah was 21. Still, it was hard to believe that this was the same Sarah that only five years ago had had an issue with her first real boyfriend going too fast for her. Ashley had traveled light years to help her then, and she was doing so again now.
"So, it's helping you out?" Ashley asked.
"Yeah," Sarah replied. "It's been... good. Thanks again, sis."
Ashley could tell something was up with Sarah's answer, but she didn't want to push her on the issue. Not yet. She was sure that in due time, the truth would come to the surface. It wasn't long before they did either, when the two decided to head to bed for the evening after a night of silly comedy vids and some popcorn. Much like the last time, both stripped down to their underwear and crawled into their respective sides of the bed, wishing each other "good night" before the light was switched off. Ashley had trouble sleeping, as she waited and listened, expecting Sarah to start crying again. For a while Sarah was okay, but sure enough Ashley heard the sounds of sobbing in the darkness before the first hour had come.
Ashley fought against herself to immediately reach over and comfort her sister, thinking that she couldn't baby her too much. Ashley figured that she was right there beside Sarah, so all her little sister needed to do to get some comfort was to slide over a little and snuggle into her. It seemed to have been enough the last night they spent together, so Ashley was hoping that Sarah would either get over her little sob session or would just reach out and hug her. Unfortunately for Ashley, Sarah did neither next.
After a little while, Ashley heard Sarah calm down a little, then shift beneath the covers. A muffled hum came to Ashley's ears, and she realized that Sarah had switched on her gift and was about to use it. Ashley didn't know how to feel about this, but also wasn't quite sure what she expected. She had hoped Sarah wouldn't use it while they were sleeping together, but then her sister had also said that she'd been using it every time for the last eleven nights. And that's assuming she only used it while in bed at night. Why would things change now, especially since Ash had given it to her and told her to use it whenever she felt she needed it? Ashley guessed that Sarah probably figured that she was asleep. Ashley half-wished she was right now.
In trying not to listen and block it out, instead it seemed the sounds from Sarah were prominent to Ashley. Sarah's whimpers began to turn into moans and gasps, squeaks and pants. All backed by the muffled hum causing them all. As Sarah's session went on though, she didn't seem to be enjoying it more and more. Ashley actually found herself paying attention, any awkwardness pushed aside by her own concern for Sarah's well-being. Sarah sounded like she was trying to force the pleasure and that it wasn't working. Cries of pleasure seemed to become cries of frustration, and eventually Sarah seemed to break down when it was clear she'd not achieved the kind of release she was seeking. The hum stopped as a dull, barely audible click silenced it, and Ashley felt her heart aching for Sarah.
Sarah suddenly turned over towards Ashley, her head thumping against the pillow in frustration, with enough tears streaming down her cheeks that it would have soaked the pillow had it not already been drenched in sweat. Sarah's cries of self-pity were erased in a gasp as she saw Ashley lying there, looking back at her. Sarah's bottom lip wobbled as she struggled to find words, but it was Ashley who spoke first.
"Why did you lie to me, Sarah?"
Ashley's voice was filled with concern and sympathy, but also hurt.
"Ash?" was all Sarah could whisper back. Ashley sighed, swinging her head forwards to look up at the ceiling again.
"You told me things were fine earlier today. You said it was helping you."
"I-I-It w-was," Sarah managed to get out. "It was, but..."
Sarah's eyes dropped as she trailed off. Ashley turned back towards her, and she extended one arm to softly wipe some tears off Sarah's cheek. Sarah looked back at Ashley, their eyes locking. Ashley's were now full of compassion, but also curiosity.
"But?" Ashley pressed, trying to sound both forceful and sympathetic. Sarah swallowed and her lips trembled a few times before the words came.
"But... it didn't last," the younger Williams admitted. "It worked for the first five or six days, but then... it just wasn't working any more."
"Why?" Ashley said. "You must have some idea why? What changed?"
"It just... just still didn't feel real, y'know?" Sarah admitted, her eyes lowering again. "It was still pretty much the same thing as before. All I did was substitute my fingers for a piece of juddering plastic full of batteries. I couldn't replace what Thomas gave me with that." Sarah sighed and returned her gaze to Ashley's face. "I'm sorry I wasn't honest with you, Ash. I just didn't want to... to make it feel like your gift wasn't working, that's all."
"You should know you can always be honest with me, Sar," Ashley said caringly. "I can't be there for you if you keep things from me and won't let me in."
"You're right, I should," Sarah nodded. "I'm so sorry."
Ashley found herself suddenly being hugged, so she gently stroked Sarah's hair and soothed her.
"It's okay. We all make mistakes. We'll try and do something about it tomorrow."
Sarah sniffed at Ashley's shoulder. "Like what? I can't just go out there are find some random man to do the deed with me!"
"No, nothing like that!" Ashley dismissed instantly. "Perhaps we need to do some special shopping for you."
Sarah disengaged her arms from Ashley, leaning back, a curious look on her still wet face. "What kind of shopping?"
"Well, we'll take it one step at a time," Ashley said. "For instance, perhaps the problem is that your new little toy is a little too... artificial in design. Perhaps you need something a little more like the real thing. Something softer, yet still firm. Something that feels the same as the real deal, or at least closer to it."
"We're not getting a man whore, Ash!" Sarah gasped.
"No, silly!" Ashley said with a playful swat. "I'm talking about a dildo. Sure, you're going to have to do a little more arm-work than with that thing, but it should be closer to a real dick, right?"
"I guess so," Sarah said, sounding unsure. "I guess it's worth a shot." She paused in thought. "Do you mind if you go in alone and just get it for me, like with the last one?"
"Why should I be the one who gets to be seen walking into a sex shop?" Ashley said half-jokingly.
"Because you've already done it once before," Sarah defended.
Ashley smiled. Sarah was already started to get her sense of humor back.
"Okay. I'll go in and buy it," Ashley said. "But you have to pay me back this time."
"Deal," Sarah said. "Thanks, sis."
"Anything for you, Sar," Ashley replied. "Now put that thing away and get some sleep. No sense in fighting for a lost cause tonight when you don't have the right weapons."
Sarah nodded, a more somber look crossing her features for a moment. She put the vibrator away in the bedside drawer on her side, then turned to see Ashley sitting up a little with her arms open.
"Come on," Ashley encouraged. "Snuggle into me tonight. It'll help you sleep."
Sarah just smiled and accepted the offer, and the two settled back down into the bed. Ashley squeezed Sarah warmly with a gentle rocking motion.
"I love you," Sarah said warmly, followed up with a yawn. Ashley pecked her on the forehead.
"I love you too, Sar," Ashley replied. "Good night."
But Sarah was already softly snoring in her arms. Ashley smiled in the darkness, resting her head back into the pillow before she drifted off herself.
The next morning the two had breakfast before heading out to the markets again. Ashley did as she promised while Sarah looked at some novels in a store not far away, and when they met up again Ashley drew no attention to what she'd purchased. They did some more browsing throughout the morning, then visited one of the museums on The Citadel, followed by an art gallery and finally decided to check out Afterlife, where some of the other Normandy crew members were, including Shepard busting some very awkward moves on the dance floor. After a few hours there, they decided to return to the apartment, where pizza was on the menu for dinner and silly movies were once again the agenda for the final few hours before calling it a night.
Ashley entered the bedroom after her shower to find Sarah sitting on the bed in her bathrobe, examining the dildo properly for the first time since they'd got it. She looked to Ashley with wide-eyes, who simply had a smirk on her face.
"What's wrong, Sar?"
"I just hope I can fit it inside me," Sarah said. "This thing is quite... large!"
"Sorry, but you never gave me Thomas's measurements," Ashley quipped. She immediately felt bad about that, but Sarah didn't seem to be insulted or feel too sad about the comment.
"A fair point," Sarah said. "I'll put it in the drawer for now. I'll try it out tomorrow night, once you're gone."
"Are you sure you don't want some alone time with it now?" Ashley asked, half-joking but also somwhat genuine.
"No, I'll be fine. I need to make the most of spending time with my favorite sister."
"Don't let Lynn or Abby hear you say that," Ashley jokingly chided as she removed her clothing to prepare for bed.
"Hey, neither of them have bought me sex toys," Sarah countered.
"I'm not sure I'm all that happy with the reasons for my sudden promotion" Ashley replied sarcastically.
Sarah laughed, closing the drawer and then disrobing herself. The two crawled into bed, bid each other a "good night" and settled down for sleep again.
Ashley again had trouble drifting off initially, not being sure how Sarah was going to be tonight. She didn't want to cuddle, but she also seemed to be sleeping rather calmly. Eventually Ashley drifted off, fairly sure tonight would be problem free. She didn't know what time she was startled awake by a sound coming from her left, but it wasn't initially familiar. She tuned her ears more carefully and it stopped, but then a similar noise started again. It sounded like the closing of a bedside drawer.
'I guess she can't wait after all' Ashley thought to herself.
Sarah was obviously trying to be quiet, moving very slowly, but with Ashley awake and listening, every movement or rustle may as well been her dropping pots and pans on a metal floor for all its subtlety. Sarah seemed to be sniffing a little as well, so Ashley figured she had been crying quietly for a little while already, but it hadn't been enough to wake her up. Ash tried to tell herself that she should just try to ignore this and drift off again, but she was concerned for her sister, and again that concern overrode any sense of being disturbed or feeling like a voyeur. She didn't look, but she did listen and heard Sarah's gasp as she slid the faux phallus between her legs. Any attempts at trying to be quiet were a thought of the past to Sarah when she moaned loudly, pressing it deeper into herself. She began to pump it within her, slowly at first, but then gradually increasing the tempo as she went.
For a moment Ashley smiled to herself, as it seemed like it was working for Sarah and things would be okay. But it didn't last long, as the previous night began to repeat itself. Whimpers of pleasure became whimpers of sadness, cries of ecstasy became cries of frustration. Once again Sarah was clearly struggling to find what she was looking for, and it was starting to tear Ashley apart almost as much as it seemed to be affecting Sarah. Ashley turned onto her side to finally look at her sister, who was now laying on her back with her head pressed into the pillow, eyes closed and teeth clenched. Ashley felt helpless looking at her, and when Sarah turned her back to her, Ashley couldn't help but reach out one hand towards her suffering sibling.
"Oh, Sar," she whispered in sympathy, running her fingers down Sarah's bare right arm.
Sarah seemed to gasp at her touch, but it wasn't so much a gasp as it was that she suddenly stopped whimpering. Sarah didn't turn around, and her breathing seemed to slow a little, so Ashley stroked her arm again, sensing that it was comforting to Sarah. She heard Sarah's breathing start to quicken again slightly, and then a sound from her sister's lips she didn't expect to hear. It was almost a moan. Not a very deep one, but something more akin to the sound Sarah would sometimes make when they were getting coffee and the drink was just right. Ashley stopped for a moment, then moved her hand back up to Sara's exposed shoulder again and gently stroked down her arm. The same sound of satisfaction came from Sarah, a little deeper this time and ending with a slightly squeaky exhale. Ashley then heard Sarah once again begin to very slowly move the dildo inside of her.
Ashley was struck with a series of conflicting feelings and emotions, and then it hit her. She remembered back to her last visit and when Sarah told her how she and Thomas made love, and her favorite things during the experience that made it special. This simple act of just stroking Sarah's arm with genuine love and care was helping her, because it was part of what Sarah was missing. It was also arousing Sarah, but it didn't take long at all for Ashley to push that fact aside along with the entire nature of this whole thing. She loved Sarah so much and would do anything for her, and her will, determination and desire to help her sister at all costs made her shove all notions of what was wrong or taboo about what she was about to do to the back of her mind. What she was doing and going to do was purely for Sarah, and right now that's all that mattered to Ashley.
Determination crossed Ashley's features, and she slid herself closer to her sister, her fingers making another stroke down Sarah's arm to produce another sound of approval. Ashley slid her other arm around Sarah's slender waist, pulling her closer to her, and she felt Sarah willingly melt into her embrace. Ashley's face was right near Sarah's shoulder and ear, with her sister's short hair tickling her cheek. Ashley inhaled, and the sweet soapy scent of her sister's recently showered skin was pleasant and even inviting, making this all the more easy to keep going. Ashley breathed in, listening to the sounds of Sarah once again starting to increase the tempo between her legs.
"I love you, Sar" Ashley whispered softly, a tear rolling down one cheek.
"I love you too, Thomas," Sarah replied with a husky voice, lost in the moment.
It seems Sarah didn't even fully realize what was really happening, and Ashley figured that could make this easier for them both. She continued stroking Sarah's arm as she mustered the courage to take the next step and follow the game plan she'd given herself based on what Sarah had told her. Ashley turned her lips towards Sarah's ear, then prayed to God for forgiveness in her head before placing a gentle kiss just behind it. Sarah made a little moan of appreciation, and it was enough for Ashley to continue. She placed another kiss a little further down, then another an inch below that, both incurring sounds of approval from Sarah. Two more kisses followed on Sarah's neck, then another on her collar bone, finally ending with a suckling kiss on her shoulder. That last one produced a very grateful noise, followed by a gasp. By now, Sarah was getting into things.
Ashley kept going, determined to get Sarah through this and help her achieve the release she ached for, constantly pushing back thoughts of the Pandora's Box she may be opening. The older Williams repeated her kisses across Sarah's neck, throat and shoulder, all the while stroking gently up and down her arms. Ashley would even lick around her sister's collar and shoulders now and then there, which also seemed to get an audible thumbs-up from Sarah As Sarah got even more worked up, she eventually wrapped her free arm around the back of Ashley's head. She was panting now, rocking and writhing in Ashley's half-embrace. Ashley shifted the hand she had been using to stroke Sarah's arm to just under her sister's armpit, where she then trickled her fingertips down the side of her torso to her waist and hips, then repeated the process back up. Sarah pressed her cheek to Ashley's, the older Williams glad that her younger siblings eyes were squeezed closed. Ashley nuzzled her cheek against Sarah's, then she twisted her face and kissed her sister's rosy red cheek.
"Almost there," Ashley whispered.
"Uh-huh!" Sarah responded. "Oh Thomas! I..."
Sarah trailed off for a moment and then her voice hitched. She hit the peak, then exhaled with a long, satisfying moan, spasming in Ashley's arms as her older sister wrapped the other one around her now too and kissed her cheek once more. A few moments later Sarah's breathing began to slow down, and her body went limp in Ashley's grasp, the odd twitch the exception to the rule. Beads of sweat shone on Sarah's forehead, and with a satisfied grin on her face her head she turned towards Ashley, her eyes still closed. Sarah leaned in and placed a firm kiss on Ashley's lips that lasted about five seconds, then her head flopped to the side onto the pillow and she just lay there, softly breathing. Ashley lay with her, unwrapping her right arm to gently stroke her Sarah's now frazzled and sweat-soaked hair. When gentle snoring sounds began escaping from Sarah's lips, Ashley finally slid out and away from her sister completely, and rolled back onto her side of the bed.
To start with she sighed with relief, perhaps even a little pride. She'd helped her sister get over a fairly large hurdle after all. But the more she lay there staring at the ceiling, the more she began to think about it all, and what she just did. And it wasn't long until guilt and shame started to wash over Ashley. Tears began rolling down her cheeks, and she covered her face with her hands and began to sob herself.
"Oh my God," she whispered to herself. "What have I just done?"
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