Service

Liara's eyes sparkled with amusement as she set her datapad aside, her long fingers drumming a gentle rhythm on the couch cushion. "Ah, Pet, I think I'll have a glass of that lovely blue-colored drink you have there," she said, her voice husky and confident. "And please, don't just stand there - come closer so I can take it from you."

Shepard's heart skipped a beat as she took a step closer to Liara, the tray wobbling slightly in her hands. She carefully poured a glass of the blue-colored drink, the liquid glinting in the light of the training room.

As Shepard held out the glass of blue-colored drink, Liara's eyes sparkled with amusement, and she reached out to take it from the tray. But instead of simply taking the glass, she let her fingers brush against Shepard's, sending a shiver down her spine. Shepard's heart skipped a beat as Liara's eyes locked onto hers, a mischievous glint dancing in their depths.

"Thank you, Pet," Liara said, her voice husky and confident, as she took the glass from the tray. She brought it to her lips, her eyes never leaving Shepard's face, and took a sip.

Liara's lips touched the glass, her eyes never wavered from Shepard's face, and Shepard felt a flutter in her chest. She stood frozen, the tray still held out in front of her, as Liara savored the drink. The sound of Liara's gentle humming as she swallowed was like a soft caress, sending a shiver down Shepard's spine.

Liara's gaze seemed to bore into Shepard's very soul, and Shepard felt her cheeks grow warm under the intense scrutiny. She shifted her weight slightly, her bare feet making a soft squeaking sound on the floor, but Liara's eyes didn't waver.

As Liara finished her drink, Miranda stepped forward, a warm smile spreading across her face. "Well done, Pet," she said, her voice filled with approval. "You're really getting the hang of this. Your posture, your movements, your tone of voice - everything is perfect." She paused, her eyes scanning Shepard's face. "I think it's time we moved on to the next stage of your training."

Shepard felt a surge of pride at Miranda's praise, and her heart swelled with a sense of accomplishment. She stood up a little straighter, her shoulders back and her head held high, as Miranda continued. "Liara, would you please take Shepard to the relaxation room?"

"Come along, Pet," Liara said, her voice husky and confident. "Let's get you relaxed and comfortable." Shepard felt a shiver run down her spine as she took Liara's hand, the asari scientist's long fingers wrapping around hers in a gentle but firm grasp.