Making A Mistake | By : NakedOwlMan Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 33872 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Excellent day for Mordin. Experiment on new tissue samples showing promising results, working much faster than expected. So absorbed in recording research data, didn't notice visitor until already there.
"Good evening, Dr. Solus." Female voice, sounded like Miss Lawson but... different. Less bottled-up and precise, more languid and... seductive? Hard to tell, lack of libido in Mordin's species made determining such intentions difficult.
Turning to see Miranda, surprising image. Executive Officer of ship out of Cerberus uniform, wearing garment Mordin believed humans designated as "tank top." Tight pants as well, nothing unusual for Miss Lawson, but contours of labia readily visible through synthetic fabric. Exposed upper body revealed large number of tattoos; many species engaged in such body defacement, Mordin knew, but not usually to this extent.
Mordin's theory: psychological affliction that had previously resulted in outbursts of unwilled profanity had progressed further, resulting in exhibitionary compulsion and desire for body modification in subject. Mordin hopeful Miss Lawson here for another check-up; psychology not his usual field, but further research could lead to name being included in inevitable research paper on unique new human mental condition.
"Ah, yes, evening," Mordin said, barely able to contain excitement. "Another examination needed, Miss Lawson?"
Shake of head from Miranda, half-lidded eyes indicating either mild case of fatigue or extreme state of sexual arousal. Mordin fairly confident latter was case. "Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that fucking gel we picked up on that mission a few months ago. The xeno-pheromone, I think you called it?"
"Glad you asked," Mordin said. "Amazing substance, adaptational DNA able to locate pleasure center of brain of any species and stimulate it into overdrive. Research has indicated that if ingested or inhaled, subject would become unable to resist engaging in sexual congress with any potential partner in the vicinity."
Lazy smile across Miranda's face. "So... could I borrow some?"
"Borrow? Is this human attempt at humor? Subject never of much interest."
Mordin felt Miranda move in close. Bare skin radiating intense heat. "Come on, Mordin. There's a few crew members I know who just need to loosen the fuck up a bit." Reaching up, Miranda brushed hand across Mordin's face. "So much stress pent up on this ship, don't you think we ought to get a chance for some... release?"
Pulling away, Mordin inhaled. "Your attempts at seduction are both ineffective, and unnecessary. Wait just one moment." Thirty seconds later, he came back with large glass vial filled with translucent green liquid.
"This is the stuff?" Miranda asked.
"The amount synthesized up to this point, yes," Mordin explained, "Should be trivial to make more if needed. A light application on your skin should retain effectiveness for individuals in a five-foot radius for approximately 10 hours."
"So... you're just giving it to me?"
"Been looking for way to test effects properly," Mordin said. "Plenty of test animals on hand, certainly, but experiments on brain functions of intelligent beings could yield much more conclusive results. Will give you regular supply of xeno-pheromone if you make promise to record findings and file results of any testing you participate in. Please adhere to scientific method as closely as possible, include control groups for verification purposes. Oh, and..."
"Sounds like a fucking bore," Miranda said. "How about I just take some vids of me fucking people I use the stuff on instead?"
"Not entirely ideal, but high resolution images could allow me to study pupil dilation, flushness of skin, other physical signs of exposure. Yes, yes, vids would do very nicely," Mordin smiled. "Very pleased with you taking an interest in such studies, Miss Lawson. Will await your test results with much anticipation."
Picking up the jar, Miranda popped open the lid. "How about we give it a test right now?" she asked, waving fumes from the container in Mordin's direction.
"Waste of time, I'm afraid," Mordin said, feeling distinctive odor of xeno-pheromone drift up nostrils. "Salarian sex drive nearly non-existant, unlikely to be affect...ed...by"
Fascinating. Xeno-pheromone more potent than Mordin ever formulated. Found first sexual encounter with human female unexpectedly stimulating, both intellectually and erotically. Resolved to write extensive report on experience, once Miranda's oral activities had successfully elicited orgasmic response.
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