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Turnaround	By : Doirly_No Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 6077 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Shepard had never been in such a luxurious vehicle, or anything else for that matter. Not even Khalisah's apartment was as nice as the leather upholstered interior, with other features she was sure were equally impressive but had no idea how to identify. As they flew through the city Benezia would occasionally ask a question about whatever they were passing and she would dutifully answer. She wasn't really paying attention to much beyond the matriarch sitting beside her and didn't even consider where they were heading until the car came to a stop. Glancing out the window she noticed a familiar looking diner. After a moment of thought her eyes bugged out and she spun her head to see they were right outside her building.

"Where should I park?"

"Uhhh..." Jane sputtered for a few seconds before gathering enough senses to ask, "Why are we here?"

"Is this not where you live?" Turning the corner Benezia spotted the sign for the parking garage. "Ah, there we are."

In shock, "Yeah, this is my place, but how did we get here?"

"We drove."

The awfulness of the mom joke knocked a few senses back into Shepard, "Obviously. I meant; how did you know I live here?"

"I asked and you told me."

"When?"

There was a short silence as the asari pulled into a space, "Hard to say, though I am pretty sure you were trying to look down my dress at the time."

"No way, I can't see anything from this angle."

"How would you know that, unless that is, you were trying to sneak a peek?"

Before Jane could counter, the matriarch turned to open the door, prompting her to exclaim, "Wait!"

Benezia still popped the handle open, but looked back to ask, "Is something wrong?"

The girl desperately searched her mind for an excuse, but found none, so she could only plea, "I don't want you to see..."

"There is no need to be embarrassed," the matriarch assured. "Material things do not matter. All I care about is you."

"You mean it?" Shepard's voice quivered.

"Of course," blue fingers reached out to gently stroke a soft cheek.

A few seconds of the asari's kind touch and warm smile soothed Jane's nerves and lightened her spirits, "Okay."

"Shall we then?"

There wasn't a vocal answer, instead the young human gave a determined, little nod then spun around to open the door.

A few seconds later Benezia got her old bones out as well and saw her companion already some distance from the car, neck craned, head darting every which way like a meerkat lookout, begging her to ask, "Is something wrong?"

"Nah," Jane replied as she sank from her tippy-toes. "Just seeing if there's anyone around."

Benezia scanned the area but saw no one. "Would it be a problem if there were?"

"I guess not." A slightly hunched Shepard waved the asari to follow her across the mostly empty garage, not many of the residents could afford a car. "It's more about avoiding future annoyance. Gossip is awful around here. There'll probably be an army of gawkers hanging around when you leave if anyone sees you."

Watching the weird girl peek around a pillar like an inept spy, the matriarch responded, "I could see how that might be an issue."

With a raised palm Jane ordered the increasingly amused asari to stay put before scurrying to a trio of mechanical portals and pressing little, black disk against the panel beside them. Her biometric data as well as her key, which for most people was in their omni-tool, was scanned and cross-referenced. Then after a few seconds her identity was verified and one of the elevator doors opened. It was empty so she quickly waved her companion over. She didn't think to say anything on the ride up, she just anxiously watched the floor numbers tick by. The actual odds of someone else getting on were low as residents rarely traveled between levels; it was either down to the first or up to their own. Still, she released a huge sigh of relief when they reached her floor without encountering anyone.

The young woman poked her head out of the elevator, quickly checked both ways and having confirmed the coast was clear reached back to grab the matriarch's hand. Dragging Benezia along she bolted down the hallway at a pace that alternated between walking and jogging every few steps. She really wanted to just sprint home but kept slowing herself back down whenever she started speeding up. The asari's dress didn't exactly allow for a wide range of movement, plus she was worried running would seem weird to the alien she so desperately wanted to impress. When they got to her apartment her hand was a blur as it swiped the lock and the instant the door swished open, she lunged through it, her companion in tow. Before closing she peeked out one last time to make sure they hadn't been seen. All clear, their privacy still intact she ducked back inside and released a sigh of relief. That relief was short lived because the second she turned around and saw the asari standing in her unkempt apartment a new wave of anxiety washed over her.

"Sorry about the mess," Shepard immediately apologized as she raced forward to start grabbing the clothing, trash and devices strewn about. "Didn't think I'd have company, would have cleaned up. Please, have a seat, if you want."

Benezia remained in place, not wanting to get in the way, "It is quite alright."

The apartment was just a bit untidy and not particularly dirty, little more than several misplaced items that belonged in the closet or trash. Although, the matriarch could see how the small pile of underwear in the corner would be embarrassing. So Benezia stood back and watched the girl scramble around picking things up while apologizing profusely. Interrupting would probably do little more than enflame the young woman's nerves. It gave her time to survey the room and come to quite the realization, that she waited to bring up until after all of the errant clutter had been gathered or kicked under the bed.

"Well, this is a surprise," Benezia commented as Jane began to approach her. "I did not think you would be so bold."

"What do you mean?"

"The first thing you do upon entering your apartment is ask me to join you in bed."

"No, what?" Jane panicked, "I mean, I'm not doing that."

"Then will we be sitting on the floor? Because the only place that I can see to sit down is the bed."

"Oh, uh..." Not thinking too well she suggested, "I'll sit on the floor, you can have the bed and..."

Benezia interrupted, "I am only teasing."

Shepard settled down a bit, feeling a little dumb, "Right."

"Though, come to think of it." The matriarch took a glance down, "If I may be so bold, do you have any clothes I could borrow. This dress is not exactly designed for lounging."

"Umm..." young eyes dropped to the deep, blue cleavage a scant few feet away. "I'm not sure my clothes are going to fit you."

"You must have something loose fitting." Benezia did nothing to dissuade her new friend's leers.

"Maybe. I guess we can see." Not only was the asari far more curvaceous but also noticeably taller than the somewhat petite human.

As Jane turned away the matriarch mentioned, "I am sure I can survive wearing something that is a little too tight and perhaps hugs my curves a little too well."

Suddenly any lingering doubts about letting the older alien borrow her clothes vanished, adding an additional bounce to her step, that did not go unnoticed, she led her guest into the room she used as her kitchen/closet and with an arm flourish offered to lend anything from her wardrobe, "Well, here's my stuff. Wear whatever and if you're thirsty or hungry take anything you want from the fridge."

"Thank you."

They exchanged slight head bows and Jane left Benezia to browse the large dresser that divided the room in half, a smaller one that was pressed against the back wall and a line of hangers along the other. There wasn't enough space beside the door to put anything except a few pinup posters of scantily clad asari. It wasn't until Shepard was back in the main room that she gave any consideration to her own outfit. She wasn't too keen on lounging around in a dress either. Luckily not all her previously misplaced laundry was dirty and she went digging around for something to change into. She managed to scrounge a purple t-shirt with a cartoon bear on the front and a pair of black sweatpants from under the bed. Then with a few minutes to kill she rearranged her various cushions and pillows to transform her bed into a faux couch.

"So," got Shepard to pick her head up from stowing an extraneous afghan. "What will we be watching?"

Jane literally gulped when she looked over to see a pair of her black boyshorts stretched like a second skin around wide, mature hips and one of her grey shirts barely constraining a giant, blue bust. The top couple buttons had been left undone, leaving exposed a recess of cleavage and sliver of midriff. The few fasteners in use seemed about ready to burst at any moment. And she was pretty sure she could see nipples poking through the taut fabric. Never had either article of clothing from the young woman’s wardrobe been worn so well and Shepard would be the first to proclaim it.

The matriarch gave the girl a minute to gawk, taking her time crossing the room before reiterating, "Have you chosen a film?"

"Oh," Jane was finally knocked out of her stupor and fetched the remote when the asari sat down beside her. "I don't know. Let's see."

Seeing the onscreen menu wander to the asari section Benezia piped up, "I would like to watch a human film, if you do not mind."

"Right," scanning through the listings Shepard cared more about impressing with her sophisticated taste in art than being entertained.

An intention that was easy to ascertain; the time it was taking to read movie summaries made it obvious the young woman was not in search of a personal favorite, so the elder asked, "Can we watch one of your favorites?"

"That's what I'm looking for," Jane mumbled before the remote was deftly snatched away, eliciting a, "Hey!"

"It just seems odd it is taking you so long to find something you must have already seen at least once."

"Well, I... uhh," the human sputtered as her favorites list of cartoons, fantasy epics, superhero flicks and asari films was quickly located.

"I recognize quite a few of these." Highlighting a title from Thessia, Benezia commented, "I really enjoy this one as well."

"Yeah," Jane's smile beamed. "I like the period dramas."

"Period drama, huh?" the matriarch chuckled. "I was a child when this took place. I remember watching news clips about that war, while it was happening."

"Oh," the human deflated a little.

"How about this one?" Benezia picked one randomly, with the assumption she would be too occupied elsewhere to care much about how it ended.

"Okay."

After hitting play the asari set down the remote between them and the human quickly snapped it up, made a couple small swipes with her finger and the lights dimmed to a third. All their focus then shifted to the screen, at least for a while. As the movie's scenes went by Benezia began seeking greater and greater comfort; tucking her legs under her at first then leaning back for a bit and finally she remembered she was actually on a converted bed. She pushed the pillows to the wall so she could fully recline, putting all but her feet behind and out of sight of her young companion. From her new vantage she was able to keep an eye on Shepard, who was hunched over, sitting cross-legged, elbows on knees.

Jane didn't know what to do or even if she should do anything. Should she be the one to make the first move? There was even a tiny part of her that wondered if she was misreading things and her guest didn't really want her to try anything. That part of her was guided mostly by self-doubt and flat-out stupidity. As she agonized, she couldn't help taking sporadic glances over out of the corner of her eye, though all she could really see was Benezia had placed one ankle on top of the other. It wasn't enough. She leaned back, keeping her head mostly pointed forward to avoid suspicion and was able to get her view up to mid-thigh. They looked spectacular, amazingly shaped and she bet they were the perfect balance between soft and firm. She was dying to reach out to take a firm hold of the inner half of the nearest one, as high up as possible; just a good, solid grip so she could massage the luscious flesh for the rest of the film's run time. Though she couldn't actually see the spot she wanted her fingers to go.

Trying to conceal her intent Shepard made a little show out of developing a crick in her neck and needing to stretch it out. While making an inverted four with her arms she snuck a peek further up the matriarch's body. Not only was she able to get a better glimpse at the apex of the asari's thighs but the slim strip of blue skin that separated black panty from grey shirt as well. After a second too long she collapsed back into the cushions satisfied, or at least for a little while. Within a few minutes she somehow developed a pinch nerve that needed to be exorcized, leading to her once again swiveling. In what she thought was a subtle move she turned and caught another glimpse of the alien form beside her, including a shallow, blue navel peeking out. She returned to her relaxed position and compared mental images. She definitely hadn't seen a bellybutton during her first peep; she would have made specific note of that if she had. How could she have missed it? Quite puzzling; so puzzling in fact that she had to take another look.

This time Jane barely made an attempt to hide what she was up to and just turned her head to take a quick glance that couldn't help but linger. Yep, that was a navel, as well as the entire flattened stomach around it. There were no more strips or slivers of blue, there was a full expanse. Only one of Benezia's shirt buttons was still in use, the rest had been undone between her peeps. The young woman's eyes travelled upward to find the old matriarch's staring right back, a playful grin curling dark lips. Shepard was momentarily frozen in place by a bout of embarrassment that quickly warmed into a bashful smile before she began to slowly crawl up the curvaceous asari's body.

"What took you so long?" Benezia quietly asked, reaching out to brush her nails along Jane's cheek.

Blue fingers combed through Jane's hair as she whispered back, "Sorry."

The wandering hand found a place to rest at the nape of the human's neck and with a chuckle the matriarch mused, "Silly girl."

Before the silly girl could reply she felt a minute amount of pressure on the back of her head and immediately succumbed. Jane's entire being shuttered the instant her lips made contact with the matriarch's. Her most treasured fantasy was coming true; she was in a passionate embrace with an actual asari. Afraid she was somehow hallucinating she wormed her arms around Benezia's neck and held on with all her might to make sure her dream couldn't escape. Their legs entangled and bodies fused as their kiss quickly deepened, turning their united mouths into an arena for their wrestling tongues. It might have been the best moment of her young, tragic life.

Meanwhile Benezia was rather surprised by her partner's sudden aggressiveness, not that she was complaining. Given the girl's, to that point, shy awkwardness she figured she'd have to take the lead and do some coxing. Instead it seemed like Jane was trying to devour her, lips first. The kiss was a bit clumsy but the rabid enthusiasm more than made up for the lack of tact. She also quite enjoyed running her fingers through the human's short locks. Her other hand wandered around a bit, unlike the vice grip being employed on her she wished for a more relaxed hold of her own. She traced Shepard's side with her nails down to the hip, loitering there a minute before turning the corner so her palm could skim over a cute, little tush. After a brief, playful squeeze she headed upward to the gap that had formed between sagging sweatpants and bunching t-shirt. She preferred the touch of skin and settled on a bare patch of spine, which gradually expanded as she lovingly stroked it.

Eventually Jane's oral stamina waned and she had to come up for air. Panting, she looked down into the blue eyes below her causing a new wave of embarrassment to wash over her. All the different ways her amorous attack could be construed raced through her head; desperate, perverted, immature, inexperienced, unrefined, foolish, idiotic, boorish. Before her anxiety could get too far, she was pulled back down for a more measured kiss that soon trailed from her lips to her cheek. The soft pecks along her jaw in concert with the gentle stroking of her head and spine almost instantly calmed her. She melted into the loving embrace, nuzzling into the side of the matriarch's neck.

"My apologies, but there is something I am dying to try," Benezia whispered, and before her companion could absorb her words, she playfully licked then bit the rim of human's protruding ear.

Shepard devolved into a giggling fit and instinctively attempted to flee the nibbling as she squealed, "Ahhh, stop! It tickles."

That only encouraged the matriarch to tighten her grip and increase her assault on the vulnerable, little lobe, taunting between attacks, "I cannot help myself; you are just too delicious."

After faking resistance for a few minutes Jane put some actually effort into it and wiggled herself free from Benezia's clutches, straightening her arms to lock eyes with her lover. There was a brief romantic moment of them gazing at each other before the girl's mind, as well as her eyes, wandered down to check the state if the asari's top. The last remaining intact button was still holding on, barely. It was further tested when a deep-seated chuckle sent a rumbling quake through the supple, blue flesh it was straining to contain. Without thinking her fingers drifted to the matriarch's soft hip, pausing there briefly before slowly sliding them higher. She wasn't even conscious of what her hand was doing until she felt a rib, which asari seemed to have a few more of than humans. She was almost shocked when she looked down and saw her thumb had slipped under the borrowed shirt. If things had stopped there, she totally would have told Kasumi she'd gotten to second base.

Shepard's lustful stares were suddenly interrupted by a set of blue fingers brushing her cheek. When her eyes raised the palm settled along her jaw line then gently pulled her into another kiss, which started off poorly as it took a couple seconds for her to wrangle in the smile curling her lips. The smooch only momentarily distracted her from her main goal. Her hand slid higher, breeching the initial pillowy swell. It was too much for the final button of the borrowed shirt to handle; the thread snapped, the disc of plastic went flying and Benezia's bust was freed.

The matriarch of course immediately knew of her exposure, but it took another inch of travel for her young friend to make the discovery. There was a sudden attempt by Jane to break off the kiss to finally get in a good ogling. The girl had been trying to look down her dress the whole night after all. She didn't want to make it that easy however, and wrapped Shepard in a hug tight enough that the fingers inching up her side had to fall to the mattress for support. This time a few wiggles weren't going to be enough to get free of her hold. Their smooch technically survived a couple minutes more as their lips remained in contact, mashed together as they struggled for two very different goals.

Not being the brightest of bulbs it took a little bit of time for Shepard to realize the futility of resistance and finally turn into the skid. Rather than try to pull away she swerved to the right and pressed forward. She nibbled along a scaly, blue cheek before planting a kiss just below the asari's ear or at least where she assumed the ear was, the lack of lobes made it hard to tell. She slowly trailed lower, giving little nips and licks along the way until her mouth reached where neck met shoulder. She inhaled deeply, but apparently asari didn't really have much of a scent. Lack of sweat maybe or they didn't have pheromones; wait, were pheromones even an actual thing? She recalled ants and bees maybe used them somehow. Whatever, didn't matter. She nuzzled her claimed inch of flesh for several long seconds, lavishing loving attention before baring her teeth. Gently, though not too gently, she bit down on the alien's vulnerable ridge of muscle, eliciting a sharp gasp.

The oral machinations seemed to do the trick as the limbs wrapped around Jane loosened and she was finally able to escape. With that the matriarch ceded defeat and settled into the pillows. She stretched out, crossing her arms behind her head and adding a slight arch to her spine. The massive mounds of flesh on her chest heaved. Sheer size along with the durability of scaly asari skin allowed her breasts to defy age and gravity to rise upward even as they spread outward. The mere sight of them was enough to incapacitate the girl on top, who wore an adorable, slack-jawed expression that mixed awe, excitement, lust and hunger. It had been quite a while since she'd completely immobilized someone with cardinal desire; well, almost completely immobilized. After several long seconds of only being ogled Benezia felt some movement in her lap as Shepard, most likely unconsciously, began grinding against her pelvis.

Benezia let Shepard gawk for a couple minutes, but there was only so much inadvertent teasing even a highly-disciplined matriarch could take. The mindless hip gyrating was as maddening as it was flattering. So, to get things moving along she gently took hold of the young human's hand and slowly guided it to one of her heavy breasts. There was a momentary pause for realization to sink in, then five delicate fingers began to squeeze. She half expected a rough, immature mauling fueled by overexcitement and youthful inexperience, but to her pleasant surprise Jane's touch was quite tender and knowing.

So big, bigger than her fingers could fit; Jane was amazed. The pillowy firmness didn't even feel real, though that was mainly because her experience was limited to her own species. Her one-handed fondling didn't last long as soon she took a light grasp of the other luscious breast. With both palms filled she took a glance upward to see a thin grin on the old matriarch's lips. She just had to give them another kiss, even if it meant risking being captured in another devious hug. She leaned down and to her relief Benezia's arms retreated to the pillows rather than try to wrap around her. Their mouths locked for a short smooch before Shepard broke it off to begin her downward journey.

After a little lick on the chin Jane nibbled her way down the matriarch's throat while gently squeezing the pliable mounds filling her palms. On the clavicle she planted a solid kiss that lasted until she had slid her entire body lower to better align herself with the most magnificent chest she'd ever had the good fortune to be in the presence of. She lost all interest in teasing or further dawdling and dove face first into the heavenly valley between Benezia's bountiful breasts. She luxuriated there, squeezing the big, blue boobs while pressing them inward against her cheeks. If only she could live there forever, all happy and secure; maybe build a makeshift fort like when she was a kid.

Jane contently relished, unmoving for perhaps a tad too long before her fingers found new life and started to toy with the dark nipples beside each of her ears. A moment later her lips began to lazily ascend the mighty peak to her right with a trail of butterfly pecks. At the summit she planted a lasting kiss on the stiffening tip. A gentle hand on the back of her head got her to look up from what she was doing to meet Benezia's loving gaze. The expression on the asari's face along with a little extra pressure at the nape of her neck beckoned her, but she refused to surrender her prize, instead playfully sinking her teeth into the sensitive nub, eliciting a gasp. She then brushed away the arm trying to wrap around her. Shepard's feast would not be interrupted.

After her earlier teasing the matriarch supposed the lack of trust was warranted and surrendered, returning her hands to behind her pillow. It wasn't the first time Benezia had been worshiped, but it had been quite a while since it had happened. The lively girl turned out to be quite the good acolyte, bordering on fanatic zealot. Nimble fingers massaged and caressed as soft lips kissed and suckled, occasionally interrupted by a gentle tongue flick. Given enough time and care she might even have been able to find climax solely from what was being done to her breasts; though it was quite obvious that the enthusiastic Jane wasn’t about to settle for that as she soon felt a tickle just below her navel. A bold move, that the matriarch encouraged by parting her thighs which caused the body atop her to do an excited little wiggle.

The human shifted to create an easier path for a flattened hand to slide down Benezia’s soft stomach. Hungry lips remained latched to her sensitive nipple. The matriarch released a humming moan as the first trio of finger tips slipped into her borrowed panties. The middle one skimmed along her slit, not giving a hint of tempting entry before Jane’s palm settled at her apex, lovingly cupping her azure. After a few gentle pets and a firm squeeze a pair of dexterous digits curled up into her folds. She shuttered and instinctively wrapped her arms around the wonderous creature pleasuring her. It had been a very long time since anyone had touched her so; not even herself. Urges come to those of any age and for a while now she had answered those urges with meditation. At the moment she could not fathom how or why she had fallen into such a bad habit.

Then after a couple minutes the ecstasy of the initial contact wore off and Benezia noticed something odd was happening to her nethers. The fingers inside her were no longer playing through her folds but rather prodding a spot near the top of her entrance, as if searching for something. Even the velvety lips had left her nipple. She opened her eyes to the back of the human’s head. What was happening was still pleasant enough, if she was being charitable, but the spark of passion had suddenly fizzled.

Between husky breaths Benezia asked, “Is something the matter?”

The girl’s mouth outran her brain again, “Where’s your clit?”

“My what?”

“Your…” Jane turned to lock eyes with a quizzical Benezia and realization of what she asked, as well as her overactive self-consciousness washed over her. “Ummm, like… Uhhhh…”

“A part of you is literally inside me. Now is not the time to be shy.”

“Yeah,” it was still embarrassing having to ask basic questions during sex. “So then, do you not have a clitoris?”

“I do not know what you are talking about, so I would suppose I do not.” The matriarch’s breathing remained rather ragged as despite the conversation the fingers inside her remained at least partially active. “Considering your interest in my race I am surprised you did not already know that.”

“Well I never considered it wouldn’t be there so never really payed attention.” Then with a second thought quickly added, “Not that I look at a lot of asari porn.”

“Just a normal amount then?”

“Well…” was all Shepard could get out before something slipped down the front of her pants and right between her legs.

Using where Jane had been prodding as a guide, Benezia’s lithe fingers near immediately honed in on the key difference between an asari azure and human vagina, “Do you mean this little nub, here?”

“Yes,” the young woman squeaked.

“How interesting,” the matriarch remarked as she applied a bit more pressure, causing her partner to melt.

The hand in the mature alien’s panties went limp then slid away. Taking the opportunity, Benezia nudged her young lover to reverse their positions so she could do her own exploring of an alien body. She curled her fingers and sent a quake rippling through her partner. It amazed her how easy it was to make the girl quiver with even the lightest of strokes to the relatively tiny organ. Though she wasn’t sure if the heightened sensitivity was a human trait or more just a Jane Shepard trait, or if sensitivity equated to fragility. She really didn’t want to accidently do any harm. Luckily, asari were uniquely equipped for such a situation.

Benezia withdrew her fingers and began to sit up, eliciting a whine from her partner which she quickly silenced with a smooch that lasted long enough for her to get her knees under her. When she pulled away a second time there was another whimper, but it was only momentary. It was immediately apparent the momentary retreat was just so the matriarch could shed her pointless top and borrowed panties. The sight of the asari’s gorgeously curvaceous form stretching and swaying stunned the young woman into inaction, the thought of following suit didn’t ever enter her brain.

Hormones clouded Shepard’s thinking to the point she didn’t react to what was happening until her lover was looming over her and she felt a slight tug on the waistband of her sweats. Realizing the matriarch’s intent, she immediately popped her hips up from the mattress and would have unrobed herself if Benezia didn’t pants her the instant her butt was airborne. With one graceful, fluid motion the asari got her half naked; followed by her awkwardly wrestling with her shirt for several seconds to get her completely naked. Then it was her turn to be admired. Residents of her building were more or less bribed with food vouchers to exercise often to cut down on healthcare costs, plus it was a decent way to kill time, so Jane was actually a regular at gym. She had some muscle tone, the hint of a few visible abs and nicely firm thighs. Though perhaps her best feature was unviewable at the moment; her perky, round butt.

Benezia found the female body before her not only alluring but quite fascinating as well; alien yet familiar. She had never encountered another species that so resembled her own and was excited to explore the differences. Her fingers naturally gravitated to her partner’s core and the bit of human anatomy she was the most curious about, the clitoris. It was actually quite cute, nestled amongst moistened folds. She was only able to lightly pet the bare mons once before lithe legs wrapped around her waist, ankles locked at the small of her back and their hips were forced together, obscuring her view. The instant there was contact, Jane’s heated quim began to grind against her pelvis, followed a second later by arms looping around her neck to pull her down into a searing kiss. It seemed her young lover was losing interest in foreplay.

Once Jane’s pants came off the dam broke and hormones flooded her brain. She was fully worked up and couldn’t take anymore teasing. There was an entirely nude asari on top of her. A gorgeous, curvaceous one at that; who was also a matriarch. A matriarch who paid her compliments and seemed genuinely interested in her. In Shepard’s wettest dreams she never imagined she’d ever encounter, let alone be able to passionately embrace a more perfect goddess. All she wanted in the world was to share a moment of ultimate bliss with such a flawless being.

Just as the young woman’s want burst into a lust-addled need she felt a tingle on her inner thighs that she had never felt before, like a static-electric shock that somehow tickled. There was the briefest flash of curiosity, but her overactive libido pushed it away. She wasn’t about to sacrifice one inch of contact, from wrestling lips to grinding hips, for anything so minor. Then a few moments later the tingle migrated inward and something began pushing at her entrance. Her eyes popped opened to find herself enveloped by an otherworldly glow. She lost track of the kiss and Benezia pulled away. Immediately she looked down to see what was trying to enter her and was shocked to see what seemed to be a lightshow playing between her legs.

Noticing the fearful look on her partner’s face Benezia quietly explained, “I am using my biotics.”

After a couple seconds to gather her thoughts Jane replied, “I thought biotics were just used for flinging shit around.”

“Well, that is a very good use for them, but with practice they can also be applied to more delicate tasks.”

“Like fucking me?” Shepard blurted out; her vision still glued at the glowing space between them.

The matriarch chuckled before answering, “If that is what you desire.”

“That would be so awesome.” Jane’s eyes rose to meet Benezia’s and something else boiled to the top of her head, “No wait…”

The statement hung unfinished for a moment and seeing uncertainty in her young lover’s expression the old asari said, “If you wish to stop…”

“NO!” the sudden, desperate shout surprised both of them, amusing the matriarch and embarrassing the girl for a moment before she could recover enough to clumsily ask, “I mean… like… uhhh… like, is this the point where we meld? Maybe? I mean, it’s okay if you don’t want to. It’s not rude to ask is it? Did I…”

Benezia interrupted the rambling with a brief kiss before replying, “If it is what you desire.”

It seemed the matriarch wasn’t going to say anything else so Jane had to ask, “Aren’t you going to say the thing?”

With a soft chuckle, “Embrace eternity.”

The tendrils of light around them grew more intense and Benezia’s beautiful eyes became slightly-freaky, black voids. For a split-second Jane feared her goddess was actually a demon that was about to out her soul. Apparently, none of the vids she’d seen had accurately portrayed melding; though, she might just not have noticed the eyes since scenes involving joining tended to go hand-in-hand with nudity so her attention was obviously focused elsewhere. Blue boobs were the best boobs.

The matriarch’s consciousness expanded beyond the constraints of her physical form and into the mind of the young woman beneath her. A tingle raced straight from Shepard’s spine to hers. Now that she could feel everything her partner could, and know every detail of not only human anatomy but Jane’s anatomy in particular she was able to give the ethereal glow of biotic energy between her legs the form best suited for the girl’s pleasure. Before her phallic construct fully took shape, the ankles crossed behind her back began to insistently pull her hips forward. She resisted only long enough to line up the head of her temporary shaft with her lover’s entrance, using the sensations shared through their meld as a guide.

All it took was initial contact with her lover’s silky folds to send an unexpected shudder through Benezia’s body. Her focus was elsewhere so hadn’t noticed until that moment how acute the physical sensations being passed to her actually were. Her scaly hide barely registered the large crease in the bed coverings under her rear when she was on her back, but now she could detect the cheap sheets’ low thread count and feel their mild coarseness rubbing against Jane’s sweat glazed shoulders. Human skin was an underrated marvel she couldn’t imagine being surpassed; that is until she began sliding her hips forward again. She never would have conceived there existed any bit of biology in the galaxy as sensitive as what her biotic phallus was sinking into. It was near overwhelming for the matriarch who thought she had run out of mind-blowing new experiences centuries ago. It took all her concentration not to give into her baser whims to wantonly press forward, so she could finish forming her ethereal appendage as well as maintain some semblance of control over their meld. Everything needed to be in place because she knew once she succumbed there would be no going back.

Something was off. Jane wasn’t sure what to have expected from melding but she was pretty sure there was supposed to be more to it than a pleasant tingle and a lightshow. In fact, so far joining minds was more of a detriment to her arousal than an enhancer of it. The pitch-black eyes hovering over her, staring not at her but through her was still kind of freaky, which wasn’t helped by the downright pained expression that was suddenly twisting Benezia’s lovely features. From the timing, she could tell it had something to do with touching her excited folds. Being quite used to having a vagina, she never would have guessed sensations from it could be so overwhelming that it would cause such a powerful alien to struggle with them.

Shepard was about to ask if something was wrong, but instead released an involuntary groan as Benezia’s labial lips kissed her own, the perfectly-sized, biotic cock acting as the world’s largest tongue. The shaft inside her immediately started moving and pulsating with no thrusting required, though both their hips instinctively rocked in unison. That was better; turned intoxicatingly great when a pair of tiny tendrils split off from the main appendage. One slithered down to toy with her puckered rim while the other wormed its way up to tease her sensitive, little nub.

Mere contact with the clitoris made Benezia’s entire body convulse. A thousand years of discipline was crumbling away as she used the last of her willpower to complete the two extra little prongs of her biotic construct. There was only one task left, complete their union. The meld had mostly been one way as she used her partner’s senses to form her temporary appendage, wanting to make the initial moment of Jane’s first joining perfect. Little did she know how difficult a task that would end up being. With everything in place, she was finally able to let go, allowing instinct, lust, passion and the blissful sensations coursing through her to overwhelm her.

Like a solar flare a burst of energy exploded from the entangled pair as how Benezia was experiencing their copulation was poured directly into Jane’s unsuspecting brain. A rapturous howl tore from the girl’s lungs to the heavens above as her lover’s relative euphoria washed over her. It was as if she had been set on fire, her skin burned, every nerve in her body exposed, but instead of pain she found only ecstasy. The last stores of strength expended; the quaking matriarch collapsed on top of her. All the pair could do was hang on to one another as the biotic cock pleasured every sensitive spot in and around the human’s core. She held onto her partner with all her might; thighs squeezing the wide, blue hips uncontrollably grinding against her. Her desperate embrace returned with equal amounts of passion. It might have been terrifying if the unhinged sensations weren’t accompanied by a gentle flow of pure warmth and love.

They shook there in continued orgasmic bliss for what could have been a few minutes or several hours. Time really did lose all meaning as their brains were so overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through them that they didn’t have the bandwidth to properly process the temporal. Whatever their perception, reality still had a claim on them and their bodies could only stay in such a state for so long. Together they slowly descended from heaven back to earth, lending support to one another so as not to fall too fast. Along the way Benezia’s biotics faded, the shaft between her legs as well as the aura enveloping them dissipated. Jane’s limbs went limp and collapsed on to the mattress, splaying out like a bearskin rug with just as many functioning muscles. Then with a peck on the cheek and a weary sigh the matriarch used the last of her energy to roll off her young lover. The two just lay there awhile staring up at the ceiling in contemplative silence, save their ragged breaths.

After quite some time Jane broke the stillness with, “Wow, that was somehow even better than I had imagined.”

“Yes, that was amazing.”

“It was?” Shepard rolled her head to look over at the asari beside her, so sated she didn’t even think to take a glance at the heaving mounds of blue flesh an arm’s length away. “I mean, obviously it was for me, but it was for you too? That wasn’t like, normal for melds?”

“Oh, no,” Benezia’s eyes remained wandering the ceiling. “Your body is so sensitive. I have never encountered anything close to that before.”

With a huge smile on her face Jane asked, “Really?”

The matriarch’s neck swiveled and their gazes met, “Absolutely, that was the best I have had in centuries, maybe ever.”

“Holy crap.”

“Yes, holy crap indeed. I thought all the bests in my life were long in the past.” Wearing a playful grin, the exhausted asari added, “And I must say, I am quite jealous of the human clitoris.”

Jane giggled, “Now you know how human guys feel.”

Benezia had recovered enough energy to roll on to her side and reached out to caress a soft cheek, “Thank you for an absolutely stunning evening.”

Shepard gently took hold of the hand by her ear, “Does that mean you’re leaving?”

“Oh my no, I am not ready to let you go yet.” She then leaned in to capture the girl’s lips for a brief moment to bestow a reassuring kiss before adding, “Besides, I do not have the energy to get dressed, let alone drive back to my hotel.”

“I’m happy you’re staying the night.” Relieved her time with the matriarch wasn’t over yet and thinking about sleep she took note of their positioning, then asked, “Do you have the energy to move a little? I can rearrange the bed so our feet aren’t hanging over the side.”

“Perhaps a little. Not enough to stand I am afraid,” Benezia replied with an overdramatic wrist draped across her forehead.

Shepard gave the matriarch a side-eyed glance, but she was the hostess after all. She immediately rose to her knees and began by flinging the largest cushions that looked like they belonged to a couch off the mattress entirely, the smaller ones she pushed against the wall. Then she went after the pillows, including the ones cradling her lover, who had refused to be helpful so Jane was none to gentle yanking them out from under Benezia, eliciting several playful laughs. She tossed them to the other end of the bed to best avoid the rather sizable wet spot they had made. The last task was fetching the covers she had balled up in the corner.

While the human scurrying about, Benezia used the absolutely minimum amount of effort required to readjust her position to get her head on to a pillow. Then she just laid there, using all her will to keep her increasingly heavy eyelids open. She was really feeling her age at that moment. She got a small jolt to her waning consciousness when she was suddenly consumed by a total eclipse that lasted until the airborne blanket gently settled on top of her. And was she ever grateful for that small jolt as it kept her awake long enough to catch a glimpse of Jane’s cute, little rear darting to the bathroom. Such a shame she hadn’t gotten a chance to play with it a bit.

After a quick pee Jane came bounding back into the room and as quickly as possible slipped under the covers with the fading asari. Her first stop was atop Benezia to put as much of their skin into direct contact as possible while seeking a last goodnight kiss. They embraced with arms as well as lips, though only for a moment. Not nearly long enough for Shepard, but it was pretty obvious her weary lover was entirely spent. So, she settled for curling up next to the matriarch, using a blue shoulder for her pillow.

“Goodnight,” Jane whispered.

“Goodnight,” Benezia barely got out before drifting off to sleep.

For several minutes Shepard laid there listening to the shallow breathing of the asari she was clinging to. She smiled; she’d never been happier or felt safer. But she also cried; afraid she had just experienced the best thing that would ever happen to her. It wasn’t fair. Nothing about her life was ever fair. She was only ever going to get this one perfect night. This was it for her. She just knew it. Tomorrow would be like every other shitty day, but now worst since she knew what heaven was like. Her hold on Benezia tightened a little and she did everything she could to push away the negative thoughts. She wanted to stay awake for as long as possible and stretch this moment as far as it would go, but she knew unconsciousness was the only way to escape the sadness threating her. Seeing no other option, she slipped from her bedmate’s embrace to snatch a pill and half empty bottle of water from her nightstand. With the drug’s help she was able to drift off to sleep soon after snuggling back up with who would undoubtedly be her one-nightstand; lips still curled and eyes still damp.

She awoke with a start, her face popping a couple inches up from the plush pillow. It hovered there a moment before collapsing back down into the fluffy softness and she drifted into slumber once more. Almost half an hour later, though it felt like little more than an instant, she was jerked into consciousness once more. She brushed her bangs out of view and all she could see was a nightstand populated by a bunch of random crap like bottles, a phone charger and a pair of lamps; one working, one broken. It took a minute for her post-sleep stupor to fade, she was not a morning person, and for her to remember the night before. She reached out for a warm body to hug, but came up empty. Her eyes immediately shot open and she bolted upright to frantically scan the room. She was alone. Why was she alone? What’s going on? The worst possible answers immediately jumped to the forefront of her mind.

“Good morning,” a fully dressed Benezia cheerly greeted from the door to the smaller room, though her tone turned concerned when she saw the panicked look on Jane’s face, “Oh my, are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. Good morning to you too,” Shepard’s heartrate slowed, but there was still a slight tremble in her voice as she asked, “Are you leaving?”

“I must. I have a meeting that I cannot miss,” the matriarch replied as she opened her omni-tool.

“Right, of course.” Back to her shitty life.

Then after several silent seconds on her device Benezia continued, “But if you can forgive me for today, I will put in some extra work this evening so I can clear my schedule for tomorrow.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely.” Much of the asari’s attention remained glued to her calendar as she juggled things around, so said mostly to herself, “And if I really put in the effort tonight and blow off a few things, perhaps I could take an additional day or two.”

“You’ll make time for me?”

“Why would…” was all Benezia got out before she looked up and saw the tears welling in the young woman’s eyes. “Jane, please tell me what is wrong. If you need me to stay, I will.”

Shepard practically launched herself at the off-guard matriarch, who just barely managed to catch her with open arms. “No, no don’t. I’ll give you up for today if it means more time later.”

Without any concern for her clothing, Benezia happily embraced the giddy, naked girl clinging to her. “Then, you are alright?”

“Never been better.” Jane squeezed as hard as she could. “Never.”

The asari could tell there was more going on but thought it best not to pry and just enjoyed the hug. “It is going to be a long day away from you. Plus, I am still feeling the effects of last night. So, I may be a wreck tomorrow.”

“That’s fine.” Shepard pulled back a little so they could make eye contact as they embraced. “I’ll help you relax tomorrow. I’m really good at doing nothing.”

Benezia couldn’t resist stealing a brief kiss before saying, “Today I will fight through the exhaustion and work myself to the bone, so tomorrow I can recover and the next we can actually go out and do something.”

Smile beaming like a lighthouse, Jane nearly squealed, “Really? Two whole days?”

“At the very least,” with another peck on the lips.

Eagerly the girl asked, “What do you want to do? I’m up for anything.”

“The only thing I can think of at the moment, and this may sound silly, but I would really like to visit a zoo.”

“That’s not silly at all. Zoos are great. Anything else?”

“Nothing off the top of my head,” then one of Benezia’s hands drifted down to cup the young woman’s bare bottom, “But I am sure I will come up with something.”

Shepard had forgotten she was completely naked and her smile turned bashful, though not embarrassed, “Think you’ll have the energy to come up with that ‘something’ tomorrow?”

“I am sure I will manage somehow,” and the asari pulled her lover in for a more prolonged, passionate kiss that had to end far sooner than she would have liked. “I really must be going if I want to get everything I need to done.”

“Okay,” Jane said with some disappointment, but overall she was still extremely happy, as she slipped out of the hug. “I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

A peck on the hand and Benezia started toward the door, “Yes, tomorrow. I will be counting the seconds.”

As the matriarch neared the exit Shepard suddenly called, “Wait!”

“Yes?” Benezia turned to see the young human wrestling on a pair of sweatpants and an inside out t-shirt.

Jane bolted past the matriarch to poke her head out the door to check the hallway, “Okay, coast is clear.”

“Thank the goddess,” the asari humored, then as she slipped by she gave one of the girl’s cheeks a kiss and matted mop of hair a tousle. “Until tomorrow.”

“Bye.”

Jane lingered to watch Benezia turn the corner and out of view. Once there was nothing of the matriarch left to see she retreated back into her apartment, alone. For several seconds she stood silently as her mind raced. Then as she began to take her first step toward the bed her legs gave out and she collapsed to the floor in a giddy, giggling heap. She couldn’t believe it. There was no way this was happening to her. She melded with an asari, who was also going out of their way to make time to be with her. She actually had something to look forward to. For the first time in a very long time her hopes were rising; there was a chance her life was about to turnaround.
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