Miranda, at the casino

“You mean Miranda?” Shepard said with a smirk. “She’s at the casino. She’ll join us probably in a few moments.”

“I’m surprised you don’t have her on a leash,” Aria said. “Or the other way around. Are you bottom or top? Isn’t that what you humans say?”

Shepard blushed. “I think you can deduce the answer.”

“You’re right a commander like you probably hates being in charge in bed,” Aria said. “That’s usually the case. Take Tevos for example. She never wants to be anywhere except on her knees for me. Don’t tell her I said that. She wants to keep it… discreet.”

Shepard nodded. “I suppose the world knowing the asari councilor is an obedient submissive isn’t exactly what we want,” Shepard said.

Aria smiled. “But me, I’m always in charge. Always. It doesn’t matter where we are.”

“That’s not what I heard from Mordin,” Shepard said.

Aria smiled. “He was the exception. I do miss him. I mean he was a salarian so he wouldn’t have lived long anyways, but still…”

Shepard nodded. “He went out the way he wanted.”

“Enough with this. You have some time before your girl comes looking for you. Let’s have some fun,” Aria said.

“What did you have in mind?” Shepard asked.

Aria smiled.