Who's to say it's wrong?

“So let me get this straight Samantha,” Shepard started as they stood in Kelly Chambers’ office, where the ship psychiatrist was shifting uncomfortably as she glanced back and forth between her girlfriend and her boss. “You’re saying that Liara, my Liara, was hitting on you, in a very aggressive way, and tried to get you to... submit? To her?”

“I know it sounds crazy, I know, but that’s what happened! She was so... forceful. So domineering. And that necklace... that was the scariest part. I don’t know what it was but when I looked into it, it was almost like I could see into it. Like I was falling into it, or something was coming out of it. Something that was so... powerful, so beautiful, and so... terrifying.”

“I didn’t know you were that interested in jewelry, Samantha,” Kelly said with an implicating smirk. Samantha blushed and was about to make an angry retort before Shepard cut her off.

“EDI, did you check the feeds?” She asked as the little blue bauble appeared next to her.

“Yes Shepard. I can confirm that Specialist Traynor and Dr. T’Soni had an encounter this morning, but I am unable to corroborate what was said between them. Dr. T’Soni’s body language suggests aggressive intent. That is all I can say with certainty.”

“Great,” Shepard sighed. “Look, I’m not mad, but I’m not convinced either. I’ll go talk to Liara and see if we can’t clear all this up. Samantha, you have my word I’ll take care of this.”

Samantha nodded, and Shepard left. She didn’t see Samantha and Kelly exchange a look.

***

Meanwhile, Liara was sitting on the bed in their shared room, looking at her reflection in the mirror. She couldn’t quite believe how good she looked. The dress was beautiful, and she felt so... sexy. Powerful. In control. Her hand fell to the necklace. It was beautiful, but she had never seen it before, not until she had gotten that box from the lawyer. Where had her mother gotten it? Had it been a gift from her father, wherever she was? She didn’t know, and she didn’t care. It made her feel so good, and she felt so powerful when she had it on. She couldn’t imagine ever taking it off. Not that anyone else would ever ask her to, she thought. They wouldn’t dare.

She stepped out of the bathroom. There was a faint beep as the door to their cabin slid open, and in walked Shepard. Liara looked over at her, and she felt a surge of desire. She wanted her. She wanted to take her. To claim her. To own her. To dominate her. To make her her ****. Her plaything. To make her scream with pleasure, and cry out with need. Shepard was hers, and Liara was determined to prove it.

“There you are,” Shepard began, “you all right?”

“Never better,” Liara said. “Why?”

“Well, it seems you gave our communications specialist an interesting impression during your encounter this morning,” Shepard alluded, gauging Liara’s reaction. Unfortunately, Dr. T’soni had an excellent poker face.

“An impression?” She arched her brow. “Do tell.”

“She said that you... propositioned her. Sort of. That you were... forward, with her. And that you tried to, well, subvert her somehow.”

Liara was silent for a moment, assessing the situation, and then her face split into a wide grin as opportunity knocked.

“Yes, I did.” She shrugged. “She was so very... pliable. I thought she would be fun to play with.”

There was a pause. Shepard stared at her long and hard, then started to smile.

“You were fucking with her?” Shepard sputtered.

“Something like that,” Liara chuckled, causing Shepard to laugh.

“Oh, that’s good. I was worried there for a second,” Shepard sighed. “But really? Why her?”

“Because she was there,” Liara replied, holding her smile, “and she was just so ****… I couldn’t resist. What? Did you think my eyes were wandering?” She asked, putting her hands on her hips and cocking her head to the side. “Did you actually believe that I’d cheat on you, Jane Shepard, the love of my life, and with Specialist Traynor of all people?” She added with a laugh.

“Maybe a little,” Shepard admitted. “But you can understand how I might think that when you’re walking around wearing a new outfit that, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you got from a dominatrix.”

Liara’s smile persisted, but she was less than amused. She wasn’t just a dominatrix. She was more than that. She wasn’t some simple human woman who dressed up in leather and heels, she was an Asari matriarch, a pureblood Asari, and she was a powerful one at that.

Maiden. Not a matriarch. Why had she thought that?

“Sometimes a change is good,” Liara suggested, “and since we’re here, let’s talk about sex.”

“Sex? Really?” Shepard said with a smirk. She was clearly intrigued. “What about sex?”

“Have you ever considered taking it a bit... further?” Liara asked. “We’ve been together for years now. And while I love what we have, I think it could be... spiced up a bit.”

Shepard raised an eyebrow.

“Like how?” She asked, taking a step towards her girlfriend. Liara smiled.

“How do you feel about being tied up, Commander?”

***

“No I don’t want to be tied up!” said Samantha to Kelly, who was giggling like a schoolgirl.

“Really?” She grinned. “From the sound of things, she could have asked you to lick her shoes and you would have done it in a heartbeat.”

“I would not!” Samantha objected. “She’s not even my type!”

Kelly arched her eyebrow. “Oh please. If she’s got big boobs and a big butt, you’ll be between her legs for lunch.”

“Hey, I have very refined taste, thank you very much!” She huffed, crossing her arms. “And even if that were the case, it doesn’t change the fact that she was being a domineering bitch.”

“I’m sure it was nothing,” Kelly shrugged.

“Are you kidding?” Samantha gaped. “She was trying to... I don’t know, control me, or something. It was weird. It was scary. I don’t like it.”

“What I don’t like is that apparently I wasn’t good enough for you last night,” Kelly sighed exaggeratedly. “And I even did that thing you like with my…”

“All right, I get it. You’ve milked this enough. Still, I’m worried. There was something about Liara… It didn’t feel like her. Or, it was kind of like her, but there was something else too.”

“Like multiple personality disorder? As far as I know Liara doesn’t have anything like that… Of course even if she did I couldn’t say. Patient confidentiality.”

“It wasn’t like that. It wasn’t like two aspects of the same person. It was like there were actually two people in the same body. Like someone else was in there, but it was still her on the outside.”

Kelly frowned.

“Well, that’s... different.”

***

Both Shepard and Samantha returned to the CIC at around the same time. Traynor looked to Shepard as she overlooked the galaxy map. The Commander appeared to be sweating, shifting uncomfortably in place.

“Commander?” She asked. “How did things go?”

“Fine,” Shepard shrugged. “Liara says you have nothing to worry about.”

“I do?” Samantha said, and then stopped. “I mean... I don’t?”

“Exactly.” Shepard said with a wink. “Nothing to worry about. Liara was just... feeling playful. She wanted to see what she could get away with. Nothing to worry about.”

Samantha narrowed her eyes. “Then why are you sweating, Shepard?” She asked. “Did she... did she do something to you?”

“What?” Shepard sputtered. “No, of course not. I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?” She inquired. “Because I’m pretty sure you’re not.”

“Everything is fine, Specialist,” Shepard assured her. “Now if you don’t mind, let’s get on with our day. We’re already behind.”

Samantha nodded and returned to her station, her concern not at all abated. Shepard meanwhile returned her focus to the galaxy map, trying not to think about the vibrator currently shoved up her ass. She dared not remove it. Liara would not be pleased.

“Think of it as a first step in a more… exotic relationship,” Liara had said when she suggested it. Shepard didn’t know what she was thinking when she said yes. Probably just about getting her daily ration of blueberry pussy. It was so big, so intrusive…

...But she’d be lying if she said she didn’t like it.