Mass Effect: Traynor and Williams (Javorcek X MellowYellow)

"No no...at least not to my knowledge. Dr. T'Soni...MIGHT have. Might. The um. The vibrating egg did have a bit of an Asari scent when I found it." Samantha said, leaning back against the wall. She twirled the handcuffs on her crooked finger, looking like some sort of bored sheriff. "Not that I plan on asking her. Could you imagine how awkward that would be?"

Seeing her lover so nervous brought a wicked smile to her face. Oh how delightful it would be to have Ashley at her mercy, leaving her bound to her own bed while she had her fun. Yes, that would be oh so lovely, the image alone made her whole body heat up. But alas, that wasn't her plan. She leaned back and then tossed the cuffs and the keys to her lover.

"Don't get me wrong, I'd love to tie you up and work you over...but consider this a sort of welcome back present." Samantha said, approaching her lover. As they were both alone, she had no problem placing her warm hands overAshley's covered breasts "We haven't been able to get together properly for some time. Soooo...I'd be your prisoner of love for the night, helpless while you bent me to your dirty whims."
 
Ashley easily caught the keys and cuffs once they were thrown at her, a mischievous grin sprouting to her lips. Now that all items that could be used against her were away from Samantha, the marine seemed to relax and fall back into her dominant personality.

"How very sweet of you to get me something." Ashley purred as her girlfriend's hands began to fondle her still covered breasts. Although she couldn't quite feel the heat and the experienced touch, she had been with Samantha enough times that she just -knew- how amazing those delicate hands felt. She wrapped an arm about her lover's waist, tugging her nice and close and into a bruising kiss. Before she put those cuffs on, she needed to get Samantha out of that top and pants so that the clothing would be out of the way. So her hands busily began to work all the clasps of Sam's uniform, probably breaking a button or two in her excitement to have her doe-eyed girlfriend completely naked.

"God...how I've missed you." she said hotly as her eyes roamed over Sam's luscious breasts. She immediately bent down, taking a hardening brown nipple into her mouth and coaxing it to full firmness with her velvety tongue. She bit down on the tormented nub, just a touch harder than usual to get Sam hissing and a bit distracted as she grasped her wrists and quickly cuffed them behind her back.

"There we are...now I don't have to worry about you grabbing any 'weapons'." Ash chuckled as she surveyed her new prisoner. Samantha was so bad about bringing tech into the bedroom...perhaps she should give her girlfriend a taste of her own medicine? Well...after she teased her and made her beg a bit first. A whole week unable to touch herself for fear of setting off the monitors had just about killed Ashley. Pile on some very dirty video chats with Samantha and well...Ash was now dangerously horny.

WHACK! A nice firm spank to Samantha's bare bottom was given to send the Specialist on a path towards the bed. "Go on, get up on the bed. Face down and rear up in the air, Traynor."
 
Ash was like some sort of...ferocious jungle beast when she was that horny, it was honestly a little worrying. But with that sense of fear came excitement, Samantha's heart pumping wildly in her chest as Ashley all but tore her from her military garments. Her whole body heated up with a need she'd had since the hospital visit, those skilled lips on her nipples sending a powerful breathless moan pass her own lips. God she missed Ashley.

So lost was the specialist in her own little world of pleasure that she barely noticed Ashley moving those cuffs into position. When the bite came she let out a shocked squeal of both pleasure and pain, dropping her defenses just enough for Ashley to swiftly cuff her. "Agh...fuck you are so sneaky..." she whispered softly she grumbled before smiling over at her girlfriend.

She needed this, and she could tell Ashley did too. It had been an eternity for the taller marine, and Samantha always wanted to see Ashley flex her dominant muscles.

The loud spank to her ass made Samantha gasp again, her knees tingling slightly from the jolt. "You big bully..." she said, pouting before grinning. In her usual playful manner she stood up on her toes and gave Ashley a quick eskimo kiss, rubbing noses together before scurrying to the bed like an eager squirrel, moving up onto her lovers bed, ass high and face low.
 
"You like it." Ashley grinned, fairly certain that her nerdy little girlfriend did indeed enjoy it when she flexed her muscles from time to time. As much as she cared for Sam and as much as she treasured their nights full of gentle, and sometimes awkward, lovemaking, she didn't want that right now. She wanted to -fuck- her girlfriend. To claim her, to possess her, to make sure Samantha understood that she belonged to Ashley.

"And I wouldn't be such a big bully if you hadn't decided to video call me while in the buff that one night..." WHACK! Well...what did Samantha expect? -Someone- had to get spanked around here for all those naughty video chats that had left them both on edge. Ash couldn't help but smile as she surveyed Traynor's rear that now held two bright red handprints, one on each cheek. She leaned down, biting a tender bit of flesh, hard enough to leave a mark later. "Mine..." the marine murmured. Perhaps it was her protective nature that wanted Sam to hold her marks so that she'd be safe from other suitors. Or maybe it was the possessiveness that came from being part of a large family and having so few things to call your own. Whatever the case, Sam could expect to walk away from tonight with a ton of bite marks and hickies.

Of course she began to notice the little bit of excitement that was starting to coat her lover's delicious sex. Mmmm she'd definitely missed getting to go down on Samantha. So she kissed her way along the bottom swell of her lover's cute little rear until she finally made contact with the lips of her sex. A long, teasing lick was given to her slit and threatened to go up towards her more taboo hole, but Ash stopped short of there. She used her hands to coax Samantha's legs apart a little more, thumbs easily peeling the lips of her sex apart so that Ash could get a good look at the deep red folds. She ran her tongue back down, eagerly stiffening it up and plunging it straight into Samantha's tight pussy to coax more wetness out of her.
 
Another lovely spank and Samantha was almost launched by the impressive force behind it. God Ashley was strong, but at the very least she had remembered to dial it back. If she smacked hard enough, Samantha would likely be coughing up her own pelvis. "That? Oh I was just getting you excited to see me again." Samantha replied by way of justification. Not that it helped much in the long run.

She gasped when her lover actually bit right into her flesh, not hard enough to break the skin or draw any blood but certainly hard enough to be felt. And the strangest part of it was, Samantha liked it! She let out a sharp moan, sweat gleaming along her dark brown skin "Yours.." she uttered quietly, wanting nothing more than to be claimed by her CO. She wanted that sensation of commitment, wanted to be sure she'd never be without her beloved ever again.

The tongue lashing earned another series of moans and squeals from the doe-eyed girl, in addition to a few quietly uttered curses that were wholly unladylike. "J-just like that...oh fuck...b-baby it has been way too long..." she breathed out, her tongue almost falling from her own mouth. "S-so good! So good!" she squealed out finally.
 
Ashley was paying -very- close attention to Samantha's body. The way she tensed, then relaxed again as pleasure lapped over her. All her soft mewls of want, her lusty, breathless words. Closer and closer the marine drew her lovely little tech specialist towards her peak. Licking and suckling hungrily, gathering up all the juices she possibly could. But when she felt her lover's legs begin to tremble as though she were finally going to have that much awaited orgasm; Ashley just stopped her licking! She held onto Traynor's hips, her tongue still glued to her girlfriend's needy clit; but she kept them perfectly still until she knew Samantha had been knocked down a couple of pegs from her peak.

"Aw I'm sorry sweetheart...did you want to cum?" Ashley snickered as she pulled away from her lover's dripping slit. As much as she wanted to make Samantha scream over and over again until her vocal chords were too tired to work properly tomorrow...Ash was -very- riled up from a week of teasing; the taste of Samantha's deliciousness only poured gasoline onto the fire in her core.

"Stay right here. Don't you dare move. Keep that ass up in the air for me Traynor." As lusty and playful as her voice had been earlier...now the Spectre's words were coated in a harsh, authoritative tone. She left Sam there, only for a moment so that she could walk around the bed and towards the drawer where her girlfriend had pulled those handcuffs from. It only took a little bit of rifling through their toychest before she found what she was looking for: the large, dark blue strap on that her girlfriend had used on her before they had been parted.

Ohhhh payback was going to be sweet. She was going to make sure Samantha couldn't walk straight for a week.

Ash tossed the toy nonchalantly onto the bed before stripping out of her uniform. A week in the hospital had diminished her muscles slightly...but her body was still impressive. If anything some bedrest had just served to make her look a little more feminine. She'd have to fix the muscle loss...and she was going to start by fucking Samantha until her abs, gluts, and thighs felt like they were going to fall off. So she climbed into the strap on, adjusting everything so that it lined up correctly and rested comfortably on her body before she moved back around behind Samantha's wriggling rear end. The cock bobbing proudly between her legs for few steps it took to get into position.

What the hell?! Wearing a strap on was thirty kinds of awkward!

Oh well...she'd figure it out. Maybe wearing a strap on was just one of those things that took a little field experience in order to get a hold of.

"Ready sweetheart?" Ashley purred as she gripped lightly onto the toy, nuzzling and teasing the bulbous head of it up against her lover's entrance to get it nice and lubed up with Sam's slickness.
 
Good god she had missed this, she had craved this touch for so long. That long hot tongue wriggling against her wet depths, lighting a fire in her very being that made every single nerve in her body tingle with an unparalleled desire. If she felt this excited, and Samantha had after all had plenty of time to take care of herself, then she shuddered to think how pent up Ashley was right now. And yet she still managed to be a total fucking tease.

She was drawing closer and closer to her orgasm, whining with a growing volume in proportion to her pleasure. She was close, ready to blow like a stick of dynamite, and then her 'loving' dominant rather cruelly pulled away. "Anghhhh....A-Ash...That's not fair..." she mumbled, visibly pouting. She supposed she had done the same to Ash on their vid chats.

She watched with her face pressed into the mattress, suppressing a snicker as she saw her girlfriend awkwardly slipping on the strap-on. Ha, noobs. She held her breath when Ash approached her and let out a few mewling squeaks of pleasure when the head rubbed up and down her soaking, very needy core. Ugh she needed this so bad...."Y-yeah...I'm ready..."
 
Pffft! 'Not fair'?! All was fair in love and war! And things were especially fair when her lover had been bombarding her with teasing vid chats, naughty e-mails, and inappropriate voice messages for an entire week. As sweet as Sam could be in the beginning of her talks...every one of them had invariably deteriorated into something that left the marine incredibly sexually frustrated by the time they hung up.

Oh...how badly she wanted to just ram that toy into Sam's dripping slit as she felt heat envelope the head of the fake cock. Goddamn her girlfriend and this tech...Ashley could -feel- everything that was happening the dildo. It was becoming very hard to control her lust and just take her pleasure. But there was a slit at the top of the toy...part of her was curious to see if it would actually shoot out her own cum when she orgasm.

Well! Only one way to find out!

Very carefully she inched in the head of the toy and then a bit more of the shaft. Then she let go of the fleshy length and grasped onto Samantha's hips firmly to keep her still. Moving forward...bucking her hips with the strap on...it was definitely -waaaayyyy- different than she thought it would be. And as much as she wished that she was a little more graceful, she really wasn't. But after a few, slightly awkward and very unsure thrusts, and a rather haphazard rhythm, Ashley finally appeared to be getting the hang of it.

"Fuck...you're tight..." Ash panted softly when she felt Samantha's inner walls clutch and flutter around the toy, the sensation traveling right up the dildo and straight to her clit, making Ashley cry out loudly.
 
Samantha braced herself, her body trembling with need as the muscular marine moved in for what was sure to be a very thorough workout. Dear lord the anticipation was palpable, and the techie nerd could feel her heart beating in her ears. Oh god here it came, moving into her pussy, god only knew how good this was going to fee-

Well that wasn't right. Samantha's eyebrows furrowed at the repeated and awkward jerks into her pussy, the rather convincing Asari cock replica jamming into her pussy in a rather unorthodox way. It felt good, sure, even earned a moan or two from the specialist. Shame she couldn't just up and correct Ashley's technique right about now. She was playing the sub after all....and Ashley was a total noob, exceptions could be made.

She grunted and moaned weakly as the taller woman developed some more refined and fluid motions with her womanly hips. Her pussy grew wetter and wetter, and soon Samantha was dripping onto the bed and forming a noticeable stain on the duvet beneath her. "Oh...fuck!" she exclaimed, dark skin glistening under the strong lights shining overhead. Ugh she needed her so badly right now, and those sweet moans from Ashley's lips only made her feel better too.
 
Ashley was finally getting used to the toy, so much so that she was eager to -really- pound into Traynor and let her have it. Those strong, calloused hands gripped roughly onto her lover's hips to hold her in place; hard enough to probably leave some interesting bruises later. Her hips began thrusting forward with new vigor, smearing Sam's juices all over her rear and Ashley's pelvis and thighs with every rough pounding that was probably going to leave them both sore later. But Ashley didn't quite care tonight, she was too busy focusing on how amazing it felt to actually share pleasure with Samantha rather than taking turns like they usually had to. No wonder guys wanted to fuck all the time!

"Mmmph God...SAM!" Ashley screamed as she buried the toy into her lover all the way to the hilt, letting out a yowl as the ache that had developed in her pussy and the toy was relieved as soon as she started to cum. Her warmth shot up the length of the toy and spurted out of the head, coating Samantha's sopping wet sex with even more heat. "Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!" Ash cursed as she forced her hips forward, whimpering loudly as Samantha's pussy clutched around her as though she were trying to draw out every drop that Ash had to offer.

Well...the marine now knew what her favorite toy was!

"Ohhhh fuck...nnngh...come here...I want to see you." Ashley said breathlessly after she felt Samantha release with her, her lust still not quite tempered, even after her first orgasm. As much as she loved fucking Samantha silly from behind, she really did want to -see- the girl that she was crazy over, the woman that would make sure that Ashley would always come home. So she pulled out, slowly, carefully, just for a moment so that they could switch positions. She sat down on the edge of the bed and manhandled Samantha until she was situated comfortably in her lap and facing her. Ash leaned up, dragging her lover into a bruising, needy kiss before rocking her hips upwards. "Oh God...Sam baby...I love you so much..." Ash moaned against her girlfriend's lips before stealing another kiss, absolutely pleasure drunk.
 
Samantha had thought they had been passionate before, but this...this was like a whole new world! Ashley was primal, like some sort of jungle creature pounding her womanhood as if there was a hidden stash of candy that she wanted to get to. Samantha's eyes almost rolled back in her head, her lips hanging open wide to allow all manner of lewd lustful sounds to escape her, her noise thankfully being restricted solely to the cabin.

Samantha's orgasm had been a powerful one, the short that she could never have given herself on her own, juices gushing onto Ashley's crotch and flowing down her soft thighs. Ugh, she'd be walking with a limp tomorrow on the deck. Well she could always say she twisted her ankle or something, that was all she'd need to say.

Being moved about by Ashley was an awkward thing, because the dark-skinned nerd seemed to lack the strength to help her in the process, her body lolling about like some sort of ragdoll. "Ngh..baby....baby oh please.... she breathed out, before squealing in pure and utter pleasure as the fake cock drove right back into her hot depths. She returned each kiss with all her might but it became clear which of the two was dominant when her mouth always conformed to the motions of Ashley's own. The doe-eyed girl let out several gasps of exhaustion and pleasure, leaning in and biting the exposed flesh on the side of her neck to get a reaction.
 
"You little brat..." Ashley hissed, a shiver running down her back as Samantha's teeth sank into the delicate flesh of her throat. The muscular marine whimpered softly, knowing that there would be a mark there later. It was a mark she would have liked to keep, something to show that she belonged to someone; but she knew that she was probably going to have to take that off with a little medi-gel later. Even though they weren't technically breaking any rules with their relationship any longer, the second human Spectre probably shouldn't be wandering around with hickeys and bite marks on her neck.

Samantha on the other hand, well, her skin was darker...perhaps some hickeys wouldn't be so noticeable on her?

So in an attempt to reassert her dominance, Ashley grasped a good chunk of hair right by the base of Samantha's skull. With a surprisingly gentle pull, she managed to wrench her girlfriend's head away and bring it to the side, just enough to bare that delicate, regal neck of hers. The first bite was high, something that definitely wouldn't be able to be hidden by the collar on Sam's uniform. But the second nip was lower, followed by a little sucking in order to leave a hickey. Lower and lower she went, giving her girlfriend bites and nibbles all over that mocha colored, sweat soaked flesh, until she came to her left shoulder and then even gave -that- a bite. There, now everyone would know that Samantha belonged to her!

...And they'd know that Ashley Williams was a biter in he bedroom...

Making sure that Samantha didn't fall out of her lap with her wrists bound behind her back was becoming a little bit of a hassle. Plus Ashley desperately wanted to feel those lightly toned arms around her. So the marine glanced around a bit before finding the keys on the mattress behind her. She quickly leaned back to snatch them up and then curled forward, grasping Samantha so that she could set her free amid desperate thrusts into her velvety heat. The keys and handcuffs clattered to the ground and Ashley was now able to comfortably grab her girlfriend's cute little rear to help her very sexy nerd bounce on the toy while Ash thrusted up into her.

"Come on baby...I know you can keep up. Just come for me one more time." Ashley panted softly as she tried her hardest to hold back her next orgasm, knowing that once she finally came again, she'd be spent for the night.

Damn that week in the hospital! They'd have to fool around a lot more to bring Ashley's stamina back up to where it once was...
 
Agh, why did getting bit have to feel so good?! She should have been angry, given that she'd have start wearing scarves or something around the bridge, but...ARGH! Every time those teeth sank into her flawless brown skin it was as if a firework had gone off inside her head, making her whole body seize up. "Agh...you are...such a bitch sometimes...but I fuckin' love you...." she managed to exclaim, lost in a miasma of unbridled lust.

She seemed to lose track of time and space, unaware of the sensations behind her back. Samantha felt the strain on her wrist loosen, promptly wrapping her arms around Ashley's neck to keep herself from falling off, pushing her smaller breasts into Ashley's impressive bosom. "I can't...exactly...say no...when you're...using me...like an onahole!" she gasped out.

Okay she was having more fun than that little statement would let on, evident from her squeaks and mewls of pure pleasure. But in her usual manner she leaned in and promptly started nipping and sucking the flesh of Ashley's collarbone. Well, she was more tha happy to mark Ashley where it wouldn't be seen. Another long cry passed her, and a powerful orgasm ripped through her body as her hot juices started gushing into her lovers lap.
 
Note to self: Ask Samantha what a onahole is. Knowing her girlfriend, it was probably some sort of strange, techy sex toy that one was supposed to fuck with reckless abandon. Well...Ash wouldn't pay the definition of a onahole much mind any longer. Samantha was mewling and gasping in pleasure, causing the marine to want to thrust into her all the harder to turn those soft noises into guttural screams. She pounded up into Samantha as hard as she could, trying to find that perfect angle so that the head of the toy with drag against her lover's front wall and hit that delicious spot that would set her off. It didn't take long before Ashley appeared to be victorious in her search and Samantha was crying out and gushing juices all over her.

"You dirty little slut..." The marine grinned as Samantha's arousal pooled on her lap. "Come on baby give me every drop." Ashley growled as she bounced a poor, exhausted Samantha onto her cock for a couple more minutes before she could no longer hold back an orgasm herself. With a howl of pleasure, Ashley finally came, the realistic strap-on channeled her cum up the shaft and through the tip, filling Samantha's pussy with Ash's juices. The marine groaned happily now that the pressure in the fake cock was released and her lust was sated.

"God...that was...amazing..." Panting and laughing shakily, Ashley collapsed back onto the bed with Samantha falling right ontop of her. She wrapped her arms around her littler lover, enveloping her in a nice, warm hug and pressing their sweaty bodies snuggly together. "I suppose I'll even forgive you for the mess you made." The soldier teased as her fingers glided up and down Samantha's mocha colored flesh.
 
Honestly Samantha thought she had been knocked straight into heaven when Ash came inside her with that funky strap-on, the surge of juices making her eyes roll back slightly in her head and left her seeing nothing but white. Her hearing seemed to fail her, and all she could hear was the faint whine and ringing in her ears, along with the regular thumps of her heart. God that was spectacular, a mind blowing orgasm that set fireworks off inside her brain.

She fell forward when Ashley reclined, promptly finding herself resting on Ashley's larger, more muscular frame when her wits finally returned to her. "Aha... I don't think I'm in much shape to really clean up either way. Are my legs even still there?" she asked dreamily. Really her entire body felt a little numb now, like... like one of those dreams where you're falling and you can feel a strange almost alien sensation vibrate through your entire body. You feel weightless, almost as if you really are adrift in the air.

"You certainly were backed up there..." she teased gently, shimmying up and kissing Ashley on the cheek "But on't think you can slack off just because you vented off all that pent-up arousal..." She let her eyes close, her hot breath gently gliding over her lovers exposed collarbone. "I love you Ash... On a mission as dangerous as this one, when death could come at almost any time... well I just feel I should say that whenever I can..."
 
"Yes, your legs are still there baby. I wasn't that rough with you." Ashley chuckled at Sam's post-orgasm silly talk. Then she leaned down to kiss the top of the other girl's head. She blushed slightly at her girlfriend's teasing. It really had been awhile...and if her body wasn't so damn tired from being stuck in a hospital bed, she was sure she could go for another round. But she settled in to enjoy their cuddling time, loving the way that Samantha's walls fluttered around the toy as an aftershock rolled through her body. And the way that the were joined so intimately at the hips...it was nice.

"I love you too Sam..." Ashley held her just a touch tighter, a bit more protectively. Maybe this was why Shepard always did so well with saving the galaxy: she had someone that she wanted to safe the galaxy for, someone she wanted to keep safe from the dangerous things out there. Combine that with a stubborn sense of duty and a guard-dog mindset, and Ash could see why Shepard had been made the first human Spectre. And now she was starting to see why she too had been given that honor as the second one. "We'll be fine...if anyone can get us through this, Shepard can. And when she does...well...I guess I'll be taking you home to meet my mom and sisters to celebrate."

Ashley was quiet for a little while as she stroked Samantha's back. "I told my mom about you...she wasn't very happy about it. But...my sisters talked some sense into her. They like seeing me happy... life is just so short, especially in our line of work."
 
The smaller woman blinked in surprise when Ash mentioned coming out to her mother, the news coming off as such a surprise that it was even able to jolt the dark-skinned techie from her orgasmic bliss. "What... for real?" she asked in mild shock, raising an eyebrow. Honestly she thought she was going to keep that a secret until the end of time, but... well then again in a time as vile as this one, there was little time for secrets.

She was even more surprised when Ashley revealed that her mother was... happy about it. Kind of. Well she accepted it if little else, and it was possible for her to actually meet Ashley's folks. "Well sure she'll come around to accept the lesbian thing, but me being both black and British might be a deal-breaker for her," Samantha joked, managing to smile wryly. Oh she'd be fine, her charm and wit would surely win over Mrs. Williams.

"Too bad I'm not an Asari, she won't be getting any grandkids that don't come from surrogacy or adoption," the techie specialist said, always one for a nerdy quip "Oh well, I'd still over to meet your family at some point, and I know mine want to meet you. You know, after the war is dealt with and all..." Samantha explained.
 
Relationships were hard for Ashley. Most of them crashed and burned rather quickly, to the point that her mother was terrified that her oldest daughter would never settle down and half a family. The marine wasn't very good at articulating her emotions, she hid her sensitive side behind the mask of a marine that she constantly wore, and she had a rather dominant personality...which usually led to her butting heads with every man she had dated in the past. For a long time, Ash had just figured she wasn't cut out for civilian life.

But Samantha was everything she needed in a partner, and she could see herself being with her little nerdy Specialist for a very, very long time. So she knew she'd have to tell her mother eventually; might as well have it be sooner than later. Besides, she wouldn't want to die without her family knowing that she'd met someone and was happy...even if that someone just happened to be the same gender as her. The Williams girls never kept secrets from one another, and this one had been killing her to keep.

"Oh hush." Ashley chuckled and leaned forward to give Samantha a light kiss on the lips. Her mother was definitely going to be in for a surprise when she saw Samantha...she was so unlike any soldier she had brought home before. She frowned slightly at the mention of meeting Samantha's parents. She knew they'd probably be less than thrilled with her... Ash had enlisted right after high school and had never gone to college. They'd probably be disappointed that Sam hadn't ended up with a brainiac.

"Heh well...I'm glad you're not an asari either. The whole mind sex thing creeps me out. I don't know how Shepard does it." The marine shivered slightly. She'd seen Liara meld with Shepard to get information about the Prothean beacon and -that- was creepy as all hell. She couldn't imagine people actually doing that for pleasure. Though...she supposed she couldn't really judge how other people had sex, since she was a woman who had identified as straight up until a couple of months ago, and was now wearing a very realistic strap on that was still buried inside of her girlfriend's pussy.

"Come on...how about we go get a quick shower and then go to bed? I've missed having you sleep next to me."
 
"It's not so bad. College was a time of... interesting experiences for me," Samantha said casually. It was certainly a different experience, the kind of thing words couldn't accurately describe. But still, it was nice, the kind of thing that two humans couldn't really do. "But being in a long-term relationship with an Asari would be too heartbreaking. If I was to settle down with someone, it would be a person who wouldn't live to be ten times my age," she said.

At the offer of a shower, Samantha nodded and worked to pry her lovers fake cock from her thoroughly abused pussy, proceeding to roll off her and onto her back on the other side of the bed "Good plan," she said simply, letting out a weak grunt as she worked to sit upright again. Her legs felt like lifeless lumps of jelly right about now...

She waited until Ashley was getting up, and she proceeded to lace her arms around Ashley's neck from behind and hoisted herself up into a makeshift piggyback ride. Good thing she was so light compared Ashley, like cotton candy clinging onto a mighty boulder. "Mm... you were the one who insisted on fucking me into a paraplegic, so you owe me a quick trip to the showers."
 
Ash groaned softly as Samantha slid off of her, taking away the warmth of her body and of her pussy. The soldier's glistening skin was now chilled with the sterile air of the cabin and she shivered, quickly easing the toy out and off of her so that she didn't have to feel the cold of Sam's drying juices. She climbed out of bed and gave her body a good stretch, feeling refreshed after a steamy round of sex after having been of deprived of her girlfriend's touch for so long. But as she was stretching, she felt her girlfriend clamber up onto her back.

"ACK! Hey! Get down!" Ashley laughed though as Sam hopped onto her back, baring the other woman's weight quite easily. She hooked her hands under her girlfriend's legs to help hold her and keep her from falling off, then shifted Sam about like a backpack so that her weight fell more comfortably over the marine's muscular frame. "Well...you can stay up there, but don't get used to it." She glanced over to the clock, relieved to see that it was between shifts. That meant they could probably streak over to the showers without anyone noticing them. And so Ash carried Sam out of her small but private corners. She peeked around the hall before taking off at a brisk jog towards the bathroom so that no one would accidentally spot them running around the ship naked.

"Ummm...make sure you tell EDI to erase us running down the hallway naked...if Joker gets his hands on that footage, we're never going to hear the end of it." Ash said as she neared the showers. She turned on the water and let it get warm before patting Sam's thigh, trying to get the other girl off her back so they could shower properly.
 
Samantha found herself pressing her face into Ashley's hair out of embarrassment. Even she wouldn't have suggested something as crazy as this, dashing naked to the neighbouring shower chamber while the corridors were vacant. "Aha... well EDI does owe me after I fixed up her wrists the other day," she remarked casually. Finally the doors slid open, and they were in the clear. Since, you know, naked people were kind of expected to be in the shower.

She slipped down from Ashley's back at her insistence, and she found her footing to be a little steadier this time around. "Well this has been an... eventful evening," she said casually as she turned the dial of one shower and let the hot water gush down on her. Oh yes that was the ticket, hot and soothing water that cleaned off the messy juices and sweat that had gathered on her dark flesh after the intense bout of fucking.

"When you want it, you certainly want it," Samantha remarked. She bit her lip in growing pleasure, the heat of the water acting as the perfect agent to sooth her sore muscles. "Of course you should be expecting payback in the future, so watch that perfect ass of yours. I mightn't be as strong as you, but I'm a clever little fox," she explained before winking at her taller girlfriend.
 
"What did you do to her wrists?" Ashley cocked a brow at the comment. She didn't like EDI's new form, not one bit. And had infact tried to shoot the mech with her assault rifle after seeing it again for the first time out of the hospital. Of course Shepard had tackled her to the ground and there had been a little struggle as Ash had tried to kill the robot that had put her out of commission for almost two weeks...hard to get over the fact that thing was dangerous. Plus it was of little reassurance that the mech was now just filled with the ship's unshackled AI....an unshackled AI that her girlfriend was apparently making upgrades to!

Well...it couldn't be anything -that- bad. Sam was a pretty smart girl and not all that gullible anyways.

So the Spectre hopped under an adjacent showerhead and relaxed. She knew that if she ended up crowding under a stream of water with Samantha, they'd end up rubbing against one another, getting all slick and soapy, then someone would inevitably get turned on. And then the next thing anyone knew, both girls would be frantically fucking on the bathroom floor. So she stayed on her own side, grabbing some military issue shampoo and scrubbing it into her long, flowing hair.

"Payback?" Ashley smirked as she rinsed her hair, then grabbed a bar of soap to start lathering up her breasts and stomach. Ah much better. She loved getting clean after a good workout. "I'd like to see you try." A Williams wasn't afraid of revenge, not one bit! Especially from a girl that was about half her size. What was the worst the Samantha could do to her anyways?
 
"They were locking up on her, so she couldn't turn her wrists to certain angles. All I did was fix the joints up so she could move them properly." Samantha shrugged "I know you don't like the whole robot thing... I know I wasn't exactly happy about it either... but Shepard was apparently willing to let a sentient Geth prance around the Normandy in the past, so I suppose anything can happen. Who knows, maybe next week we'll bring a Rachni and a Collector aboard."

It felt good to be clean again, truly it did. Oh sure, being messy was fine when in th throes of passion, but when out and about it was hardly appropriate to be coated in pussy juices and sweat. One of her eyes moved to Ashley's taller body, her mouth curling into a smile "Oh sweetheart, don't start throwing challenges out like that. You might not like the results." Small she may have been, but she was sly like a fox.

When they both finished showering, Samantha grabbed two towels from the railings and handed one to her girlfriend before wrapping the other around her modest chest. The dark skinned woman pressed close to the door, and b the sound of things the corridors were still relatively empty. Samantha took a deep breath and was the first to scurry from the showers, heading from there and making a beeline for Ashley's room, being the first back inside the Specter's room.
 
Ashley did a couple of quick stretches under the shower before finally shutting the warm stream of water off. There, now she felt -much- better. Limbered up, clean, and with her lust sated, the marine was definitely ready for a couple of hours of shut eye. She accepted the towel from Samantha and ruffled her long locks dry before wrapping the towel about her tall form. Well...almost. It was like military issue towels were designed for someone that was thin as a rail. With her large breasts and muscular form, she could barely wrap the towel around her all the way.

Once Samantha was gone, she could leisurely stroll down to her quarters, they were hers after all, and seeing Lieutenant Williams wandering the short distance from the showers to her quarters in nothing but a towel was not the strangest sight aboard the Normandy.

She got ready for bed in her usual dark blue, Alliance panties and a standard issue t-shirt so that she could just toss on a pair of sweatpants in the morning and then go do some PT with Shepard and some of the other soldiers in the morning. She grabbed another one for Sam and tossed it over to her. "Ready for bed sweetheart?" Ashley called as she climbed under the sheets, excited to not have to sleep alone anymore.
 
Samantha caught the t-shirt and unfolded it in her hands, taking her sweet time looking over the fabric "Jesus Ashley, do you buy these t-shirts for Krogans? You could fit three of me in here," she said jokingly as she slipped the loose fabric on. The hem moved down toward her knees and the sleeves went a few centimetres past her elbows, making it look more like a dress than a t-shirt.

The dark-skinned girl approached the bed and kissed her cheek "Not that I mind my girlfriend having the body of a linebacker. I find that rather sexy as a matter of fact," the nerdy specialist said, giving a quick smile and a wink. She never would have thought she'd have a fetish for strong women, and yet here she was.

She slipped under the covers after Ashley did, quickly getting into a spooning position with her back pressed into Ashley's chest. She had certainly missed that sensation, feeling herself wrapped safely in the embrace of the greatest soldier she knew. "Night, Ash," she said in a low sweet tone, feeling her eyes flutter shut.
 
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