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Unseen	By : Tanwen Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 20274 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: This scene is an homage to one from a book by Jacqueline Carey. If you’ve read them, you’ll probably be able to guess which scene ;)

Despite having thoroughly satisfied herself with Tali, it didn’t take long for Sam to go back to being on the edge. It had been completely marvelous, but there was still something missing. This time, Sam wasn’t worried about it. She instinctively knew that if she let go of her thoughts for a time, the answer would come to her.
She was on her way to Liara’s cabin with some analysis she’d completed when she’d actually been able to focus long enough to do. But the sight of Tali walking past her was distracting, and so she entered the cabin without knocking.
Sam gasped, barely preventing the datapad from falling to the floor, as she saw Liara and Shepard in a passionate embrace. Liara’s blue skin looked radiant in contrast to Jane Shepard’s black hair. Both women had their eyes closed and were making soft moaning sounds. They separated as they saw her.
Sam wanted to move. She tried to move. But all she could think was how hot that had been. Her face grew flushed and she opened her mouth to try and stammer out an excuse of some kind.
“We have company, Liara,” Shepard murmured as she took a step forward. Her eyes roamed up and down Sam’s body with definite interest. Sam still couldn’t move. “Perhaps we should put that on hold for now.”
“Oh, no, Shepard,” Liara breathed, coming to wrap her arms around the other woman’s waist, pulling her in. “That would be quite mean of us, when it looks like Specialist Traynor would much prefer to join us.”
“I think you may be right,” Shepard said, a predatory smile on her face. Was that how she looked in battle? Shepard walked over and tilted Sam’s chin up with one finger. Sam shivered, noticeably. “You should have been wearing a bow, Sam,” Shepard said. “Because watching you here … it’s quite a gift.”
Sam stared into the Commander’s eyes and felt her stomach flip. Then Shepard kissed her, and Sam’s mind went completely blank. She let out a long moan but made no move to touch Shepard, still completely frozen in place. Fuck, she thought. What did I just get myself into?
Shepard finally broke the kiss and left Sam standing there, panting for breath. “Should have invited you in sooner,” she murmured. “I’ve been hearing rumors about you and your performance with some of the other crew. Allers practically glowed when I mentioned your name within her hearing, and Gabby is taking every opportunity to twist the knife in Ken’s side. You gave Tali quite the welcome-back gift.” Shepard trailed a hand down Sam’s cheek. “And now… this.”
Sam felt herself enveloped in a sudden warmth, and her gaze suddenly acquired a blue hue. Liara.
“Do you want to play, Sam?” Shepard asked.
Play? Sam had no idea what Shepard meant … but the tone, everything else that had happened, made her shiver with anticipation. She felt like she could stay like this forever, in a state of pleasant anticipation, but realized that they needed an answer from her. A vocalized answer.
“Yes,” Sam breathed.
“Oh, good,” Shepard replied, reaching in to cup Sam’s cheek again. ”It’s been so long since we had the chance to play like this. Liara?”
“You have to ask, Shepard?” Liara chuckled as she came forward to stand next to her lover. “I’ve had eyes for Specialist Traynor here since I came onto the Normandy.”
“I love it when everyone agrees,” Shepard said. She cupped one of Sam’s breasts and began to massage it gently. “Just seeing her standing there with that vacant look of desire on her face … gives me chills in all the right places, it does.”
“Perhaps we should start by removing the Specialist’s clothes,” Liara said. She placed her hands on Sam’s waist and slid them up across her stomach, lifting the shirt as she went. Sam sucked in a breath as Liara undid the clasps on her bra, and then Shepard’s hands resumed their gentle attentions. Sam tilted her head back and closed her eyes, her breathing starting to come heavier.
Liara disposed of Sam’s pants just as quickly, pausing to trace her hands across Sam’s ass. “Now,” she murmured, “what should we do with her, Shepard?”
“Do you feel like performing a magic trick, Liara?” Shepard asked, her hands still playing with Sam’s breasts.
“A magic trick?” Liara said. Sam’s eyes opened slightly, and she saw Liara come to stand behind Shepard. Sam whimpered as Shepard turned to face her lover, whispering something in the asari’s ear.
“Oh, I like that,” Liara murmured. “I like that very much. But you have to promise to let me have my turn later.”
“Of course,” Shepard said. “I’d never dream of denying you that.”
Liara smiled. “Lie down, Sam,” she said. “It will make it easier that way.”
Sam had absolutely no idea what was going on, but she was in no position to refuse. She didn’t want to refuse. She laid down on the floor and looked up at Liara and Shepard.
A moment later, Liara was enveloped in a blue biotic glow once more. She lifted her hand and, to her surprise, Sam felt herself lifting off the floor as well. Levitating. She understood what Shepard meant by ‘a magic trick’. Sam couldn’t begin to imagine how much energy and focus that was taking.
Shepard moved in and began by running her hands all over Sam’s body. “You like this, don’t you?” Shepard asked.
“Yes,” Sam breathed in response.
“Very good,” Shepard said. “But Liara can’t hold this forever, so I should get down to business.” Shepard slid one finger into Sam’s cunt. It was a very bizarre sensation to arch back against a cushion of air, both more and less yielding than the bed she was used to, like she was completely immersed in water. Shepard slid another finger in, moving it around.
Sam gasped and twitched in mid-air, feeling a momentary sense of vertigo. Her every movement was matched by the biotic cushion Liara had created. Then, to her surprise, the cushion started moving underneath her. It felt like hands caressing her ass and legs, adding to the overwhelming sensuality she was feeling. She felt like begging, but at the same time she was incapable of doing anything but gasping and moaning.
She was sure that she’d never been this aroused in her entire life, completely at the mercy of these two powerful women as she was. It stirred something up, deep inside her. A desire to do something more, give something more. More of herself. More of…
Sam came, thrashing against the biotic cushion, her head tipping backwards as she cried out. Loudly. She felt herself being lowered down, and soon she was laying on the floor again. She moaned softly at the lack of anyone touching her. That had been so intense, so satisfying…
“Did you enjoy that?” Shepard asked, peering down at Sam. “Because it sure looked like you did.”
“Ohhh,” Sam moaned, squirming for no reason that she could tell.
“I think that’s a ‘yes’, Shepard,” Liara said with a chuckle. “Magic trick. I’ll have to remember that for later.”
“I believe it’s your turn to play, my blue goddess,” Shepard said, running a hand down Liara’s side.
“I believe it is,” Liara agreed. “Samantha, can you stand?”
Sam used her hands to push herself up off of the floor, still feeling shaky. To her relief, Liara guided her over to the bed and Sam laid down again gratefully.
“You’re being such a good submissive girl,” Liara murmured, looking directly into Sam’s eyes. Sam’s stomach did another of those flips, anxious and excited all at once. “Are you a submissive, Samantha?”
“Yes,” Sam replied, knowing it was true. “Yes. I want you to command me.”
Liara let out a long groan. “Shepard… tell me again why you didn’t let me propose a threesome with Samantha sooner?”
“Because not every woman is interested in that, love,” Shepard replied. “But now that we know she is, we’ll be sure to have her back. As long as she wants to come back.”
“I want to come back,” Sam said. “I want you to do this to me again. Please. I love being played with.”
Liara lay down next to Sam on the bed. “And I,” she breathed, “would love to play with you.”
Sam trembled. She wanted so badly to reach for Liara, to touch and kiss the other woman, but she hadn’t been given permission to do so.
“Lick me,” Liara said. Sam needed no further encouragement, burying her face in Liara’s cunt as she began teasing the other woman’s folds. Liara let out a long sigh and ran her hands through Sam’s hair.
To her surprise, Sam felt fingers sliding into her still-wet cunt again. She let out a long moan, and heard Liara laugh lightly. “Shepard’s a finger woman,” she said. “She’ll eat me out on occasion, but she prefers to be very … hands on.”
“Oh Liara, you had to go there,” Shepard said with a groan. “But she’s completely right. And this way… everyone gets to be satisfied.”
Even if Sam hadn’t been busy lapping away at Liara’s pussy, she still wouldn’t have been able to reply. It was like they were talking over her, a state that she didn’t mind in the least. She was there for their pleasure. Nothing more. Licking pussy seemed like a natural state for her to be in, and somehow … she’d gotten good at it. She had technique that she didn’t remember learning.
The pocket watch flashed behind Sam’s half-lidded eyes, and she moaned loudly. Shepard took that as encouragement, her fingers moving faster. “She’s so responsive,” Shepard said. “Sensitive to everything I do.” Shepard’s fingers pinched at Sam’s clit.
Sam gasped and pushed her tongue as far into Liara’s cunt as it would go, her tongue moving frantically around. There was no technique to this, not now, just blind lust. I am a horny little slut, she thought. I want to please her … I exist to please her…
“Cum now,” Shepard breathed into Sam’s ear.
Much to her surprise, Sam did. Her sounds were muffled by the fact that her tongue was still inside Liara, and she felt a wave of ecstasy wash over as she heard Liara starting to make the same sounds.
“Music to my ears,” Shepard said, breathing heavily. “I’ve never seen that happen before. God! Sam, over here. Now. I need you to get me off.”
Sam scurried over to obey, heading for Shepard’s pussy, but the Commander intercepted that movement by pulling Sam in for a deep kiss. Sam ground her crotch against Shepard’s, still flushed and filled with need.
“Are you tired of licking pussy yet?” Shepard asked when she broke off the kiss.
“No,” Sam said, taking deep breaths in between her words. “No - please - I want to fuck you. I want to please you.”
Shepard pulled Sam in for another kiss, nibbling at her bottom lip. Sam melted in Shepard’s embrace, clinging to her as though Shepard were the only thing keeping her upright.
“So eager,” Shepard said. “You may lick me, Sam.”
“Thank you,” Sam babbled. Shepard lay back on the bed and Sam dove between her thighs, eager for more pussy. God, but she wanted this. I will obey. I must obey. I am…
The thought went unfinished as Shepard moaned. Had Sam lost track of time? No, Shepard was just charged up from everything else that had been going on. Sam made long, slow strokes with her tongue, a technique Shepard seemed to greatly approve of.
Shepard let out a loud gasp and pressed herself down against Sam’s mouth, causing Sam to shiver with delight. This time, Sam didn’t have the energy to protest when Shepard drew herself away.
“Let’s go up to my cabin,” Sam heard Shepard say. “We’ve wrung her out - let her have a night in a real bed as a reward.”
As soon as the door closed behind Shepard and Liara, Sam fell into a deep sleep, and dreamed of a gold pocket watch.
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