Tali Returns.

"John? Look who I found at the Ward Docks?" Liara beamed, entering Shepard's office.

Liara entered in an elegant dress, Tali in tow. Tali still wore her suit the vast majority of time, but due to reclaiming her homeworld and massive funding into council medical projects, her immune system was incrementally recovering to what it had been before the geth, as most quarians was. At the very least, it had no improved to where taking her suit off for a quick moment of passion was nowhere near as risky as it had once been.

Both Liara's dress and Tali's suit were black, with red accents, an homage to their husband's N7 armor. After a little explanation, John had even convinced his alien brides to adopt the human tradition of wearing wedding rings. Each woman had a specially created gold band on her finger, as John did.

"Tali? God, it's good to see you. You've been away too long." Shepard smiled, embracing the Quarian. As she pressed her body close to his, he couldn't resist letting his hands creep down, feeling up her bountiful hips and thick alien ass.

"And you, Shepard. Keelah, both of you." Tali responded, the ligh on her thcik, opaque visor brightening with each word.

Liara joined her family's embrace, the two councillors hugging their quarian mate from either side.

"It gets lonely on Rannock." Tali admitted, a sultry tone creeping into her accented voice. "Only my omni-tool to keep my company at night."

Despite himself, visions of Tali, desperately playing with herself, the hard light dildo inside her, danced through Shepard's head. He needed to take her, now.

Sharing a sly glance with Liara, where they both decided the non-stop business of the Council could wait for a couple of hours, Shepard stood, leading Tali to his bed.