Reunited

Author’s notes: Finally I get to write the chapter I’ve wanted to for quite a while now! This is the 9th chapter of my ongoing series between Commander Megan Shepard, her lover and XO Miranda Lawson, and the crew of the SSV Normandy. I can actually update this story weekly, or fortnightly depending on how busy I am (Am I getting better? I sure as hell am pumping out chapters a lot faster now). Thanks to whoever gave me the idea for this chapter (you know who you are). Also, read the previous 8 chapters as there are lots of references to prior events. Once again, enjoy, review, favorite and introduce to your friends and fellow authors. Commander Megan Shepard can be seen with Miranda Lawson in this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IVPIKd0LUQI

Commander Megan Cassandra Shepard flopped back onto the bed breathless and naked alongside her beautiful love since childhood and her XO, Miranda Anne Lawson, who was similarly breathless and naked. Both women were laughing and giggling as their legs twitched erratically from their massive orgasms. The Normandy was en route to Illium from Tarith, where Megan, Miranda, Ashley, Jack, Grunt and Legion had just disabled a Blood Pack comm relay, having come straight from an arms factory belonging to the same merc gang on Zada Ban. Megan had promised the entire crew of the Normandy a well deserved 2 day shore leave, and everyone was only too happy to hear that.

As their ETA at Illium was about 6 hours, Megan and Miranda had decided to shower together, and shave each other’s pubic hairs off while they were at it. Of course, being the extremely horny and madly-in-love couple that they were, the shaving had escalated into teasing when Miranda started to rub Megan’s clit, and it had then went on to full-blown sex when Megan pulled Miranda in for a heated, lustful kiss and then went on to fuck her raven haired girlfriend senseless in the shower several times. Miranda was not one to be outdone, and she shoved Megan against the wall as she reciprocated. Their passionate lovemaking then moved out of the small private bathroom and into the bedroom, and the duo hadn’t even bothered to dry off properly.

This was why they were shivering but giggling like schoolgirls in the cold of Megan’s quarters which Miranda had been sharing since they blew up the Collector base more than 6 months ago. Miranda would’ve liked the air conditioning to be around 22 degrees Celsius, but Megan always insisted on keeping it at 19. Miranda protested at first, but had easily relented when she found out that Megan’s habit of sleeping without any underwear on was making her rather cold, and it had made her perfect nipples stand upright. That made the pervert in Miranda cave in, and she would flick those erect nipples around while Megan slept soundly. Megan’s moans and sighs while she continued sleeping like a baby always sent a wet warmth into Miranda’s core.

Megan looked lovingly into Miranda’s large, exquisite cerulean eyes as Miranda returned the loving gaze with a smile upon her elegant face. Miri’s smiling so much more now after my revelation to her. Megan thought as she pulled Miranda into her embrace to kiss her on the lips. “Mmm...” Both women moaned into the kiss as their tongues fought for control in their mouths while they lay on their side. “Well Miri honey, I must say that you’re getting very good at using your biotics inventively.” Megan purred when she broke away from the kiss, referring to their biotically enhanced lovemaking session just a few minutes ago. “Well, so are you Megan baby. God, you made me cum so many times I don’t think I can stand properly for the next 2 days.” Miranda giggled, returning the compliment as something dawned on Megan as she recounted her relationship with Miranda.

Shit, it’s been 10 months since me and Miranda got back together, and I haven’t even taken her out for a date. Not even once. What kinda girlfriend am I? Megan realized with disappointment, disappointed with herself for not spending more intimate time with Miranda. Sure, the wild sexual escapades they had were definitely intimate, but she wanted something a little slower paced. “You always think this loud Cassie?” Miranda teased Megan as she gave Megan a loving peck on her cheek before she continued. “And for the record, you’re the best girlfriend anyone could ever have.” Miranda said, smiling coyly. “Umm...so you heard everything?” Megan asked tentatively.

“Almost everything. You were mumbling something else before that under your breath. What was it?” Miranda asked, smiling predatorily at her redheaded girlfriend as she ran her hand through Megan’s damp, luscious long locks of maroon colored hair that wasn’t in the Commander’s usual tight ponytail for once. “Not telling.” Megan faux-pouted before she stuck her tongue out at Miranda, whose eyes went wide. “Oh! Oh! So it’s the hard way isn’t it, Miss Shepard? Fine! I’ll have you know that I’ve been specially trained in interrogation techniques.” Miranda huffed with a perverted gleam in her angelic blue eyes as she began attacking Megan’s full B cup breasts with her lips, tongue and teeth.

“Miri...sweetie, will you go on a date with me tonight?” Megan gasped out as Miranda suckled and bit on her erect left nipple while she grasped the firm breast it was sitting atop and kneaded it as she did the same to Megan’s right tit. Miranda stopped dead and released the nipple from her mouth as she looked up at Megan in surprise. Oh shit, too fast, too soon. Megan mentally kicked herself in her well toned ass as she tried to dig herself out of the hole she’d dug herself into. “Uh...it’s ok to turn me down Miri baby-” “Well...I...um...would really like that.” Miranda said shyly as she interrupted Megan. “So was that what you were muttering under your breath?” “Yeah...more or less.” Megan smiled, elated that her Miri accepted her date.

“So, what do you plan to impress me with tonight Commander?” Miranda said breathily as she nuzzled Megan’s neck, making the Vanguard shiver with delight and anticipation. “Hmm... I think a movie, followed by dinner at the Grand Regalia, because my fair princess deserves nothing less than perfection, and some drinks at Eternity’s VIP section is in order.” Megan beamed at Miranda while her right hand ran through Miranda’s velvety jet black tresses. “You are such a sap, Miss Shepard. But I will gladly agree to your request.” Miranda chuckled as she kissed Megan’s hand which she held in her own hand as Megan laughed along. “Looking forward to tonight Miss Lawson. I can barely wait.”

Two hours later, they docked at Illium. It was 1725, and Miranda Lawson was in their cabin trying to decide which dress to wear to her first date ever in the 23 years they’d known each other with Megan. “Oh God...I’m so nervous!” Miranda squeaked to herself as she hopped around the room a little due to her nerves with her makeup and crimson lipstick already immaculately applied and hair perfectly done, the black high heeled shoes she picked clacking on the metal floor as she hopped around. Megan had gone down to the female communal bathroom on the crew deck to get dressed, as she wanted to keep her dress a surprise for Miranda. The ex-Cerberus officer was eagerly waiting to see what her Megan would wear to impress her, but unfortunately that had made her even more nervous.

Oh come on Miranda Anne Lawson, you’re a professional black-ops operator with lots of combat experience! You have an enviable range of skills and abilities! You have an IQ of 180, excellent vision, a brilliant tactical mind, a biotic ability better than every other human except Megan’s, and those biotic abilities are powerful enough to keep Cassie in bed with me indefinitely as I ravage her body all day long with my abilities and while she recovers... “Where the hell did that come from?” Miranda muttered, slightly disgusted at her narcissistic thoughts as she stared at her expansive wardrobe, unable to reach a decision. You also possess a brilliant leader’s mind, although it’s nowhere sharp and great as Megan’s, and flexibility rivaling that of an Asari Commando, which my gymnastics instructor and especially Megan have constantly praised when I bend in all sorts of positions for my Cassie to get those wonderful fingers of hers deeper into me...

“Oh for fucks sakes pick something already!” Miranda groaned, berating herself for thinking all those things as she fretted about what to wear over her translucent black lace bra and panties. However, her mind continued until it was done despite her rebuke. And you have that perfect body of yours, especially those D cup tits and anatomically perfect arse of yours that Megan goes wild over. So stop worrying goddammit! You’re not a bloody teenager on her first date! “Bloody hell, I’ll wear this!” Miranda huffed as she picked out an emerald green silk cocktail dress with a plunging neckline that revealed the top part of her generous cleavage, a daringly low back and the dress hugged all of her beauteous curves tightly and enhanced them, and it drew a lot of attention to Miranda’s perfect hourglass figure thanks to her perfectly curved waist and her elegantly flared hips that were the supposed ‘ideal measurements’ for women.

She then slipped it on and zipped it up before she put on a pair of glittering diamond earrings. “Hmm...I can see the bra strap because the back drops to the small of my back... ah screw the bra.” Miranda sighed as she slid the dress down partially and took off her bra and tossed it back into the closet, pulling out nipple stickers and taping it onto her nipples to partially replace the modesty her bra offered her. “Mmm good to go! I bet Megan can’t top this.” Miranda giggled proudly as she thought about their date while she sprayed on Megan’s favorite perfume while she pulled the dress back up. Well, it is the first date I’ve ever had with Cassie, and ohmigosh I’m so nervous! Will Cassie approve? Miranda wondered, putting on her favorite sapphire necklace as the Commander called from the outside. “You done yet Miri baby?”

Megan called out from the other side of the locked door, which Miranda had locked as she didn’t want Megan to spoil the surprise Miranda had for the alluring redhead. “Done! Come on in, Miss Shepard!” Miranda said in a sing-song tune as the doors opened to reveal Megan in a shortened, strapless navy blue sheath dress that revealed most of her cleavage due to its daringly low neckline (Miranda could also see that she wasn’t wearing a bra either), and the back was rather modest compared to Miranda’s cocktail dress as it only revealed the upper part of her back.

However, there were two scandalous slits that ran up from the hem at the knees to slightly above mid-thigh level, revealing Megan’s well toned, muscular thighs, and the velvet dress fitted very tightly around Megan’s body, emphasizing her hourglass figure, the elegant curvature of her bosom and drew a lot of attention to Megan’s tight, well toned buttocks. Completing Megan’s outfit was a brilliant diamond pendant that hung from a silver chain around her neck, and two gold earrings hung tightly onto her earlobes. Miranda also noticed that the stunning redhead had put on the perfume that Miranda loved, and her silky maroon tresses were hanging freely yet elegantly, covering her ears and part of her face and fell to the upper part of her exposed back and a few locks were coyly resting on her shoulders, instead of being confined in her usual ponytail.

Her makeup was also immaculately applied, and her shiny, hot pink lipstick and pink eye shadow really brought out the beauty of her eyes and lips. Miranda’s breath audibly caught in her throat and didn’t seem to intend to come unstuck as she took in Megan’s elegant form which was even more beautiful than usual. Her 1.73 meter height was boosted by the light brown gladiator stilettos she wore on her pedicured feet. Wow! I always knew she was a beauty queen, but this is...wow. Just...wow. Miranda thought as Megan admired the brunette herself, her breath also catching in her throat. “Well...how do I look?” Megan asked shyly while she offered her arm to Miranda. “Wow...just...bloody amazing.” Miranda stammered in awe, trying her best not to drool as she locked her left arm onto Megan’s offered right arm as the Vanguard giggled. “Your eloquence sets my heart all a-flutter Miri.”

“Hey! It’s the thought that counts! And what about myself?” Miranda pouted as she smiled radiantly at her girlfriend. “You look absolutely stunning too. And if Garrus or anybody else runs into us, they might just get a heart attack.” Megan chuckled as she bussed Miranda on her cheek while Miranda giggled in response. They then headed out with their purses in hand, chatting away as they walked into the bustling Illium city of Nos Astra.

Two and a half hours later, the two women were seated at the best table in the Grand Regalia, considered by asari, salarian and human food critics throughout the galaxy to be one of the top ten restaurants in the Milky Way, still joking about the movie they saw at the holo-theatre. Normally, it would’ve been impossible to get a table, let alone the best, as there was a 7 month waiting list, but all Megan had to do was drop her name, and her request was granted with great joy by the proprietor, whose family and himself she saved two years ago on the Citadel when Megan defeated Sovereign and Saren. Megan didn’t like using her name for her own gains, especially when it caused others inconvenience, but it gave her great joy when she saw Miranda’s face light up when she told her girlfriend that dinner at the Grand Regalia was confirmed.

Miranda knew that Megan had used her name, a privilege she hated using, to get the table, and her heart warmed and she fell even deeper in love with her Commander whenever she thought about the fact that Megan would do anything for her, and Miranda would also do anything for Megan. “Blasto the Jellyfish Stings was epic! Can you believe that hanar is the bloody hanar version of James Bond? A beauty in every port...oh God that was hilarious!” Miranda laughed, and Megan laughed along. To Megan, her Miri’s laughter was her favorite sound in the galaxy and was the most precious thing to her. “Enkindle this...I should really come up with a one liner as great as that.” Megan laughed.

“Oh yeah. This one doesn’t have time for your solid waste excretions...ouch I’m laughing too hard!” Miranda giggled hysterically as she clutched her stomach. “Nah...Blasto’s probably the hanar version of Dirty Harry. ‘This one forgets if its heat sink is over capacity. It wonders if the criminal scum considers itself fortunate.’ That’s a rip-off from Dirty Harry.” Megan laughed as she quoted their favorite line from the action comedy flick. “True, true. Thank you.” Miranda smiled as the asari waitress brought served them their orders and eyed both Megan and Miranda lustily (she was an asari maiden after all), and her eyes widened as she recognized Megan as the Commander Shepard, the Heroine and Savior of the Galaxy.

“Thank you.” Megan smiled at the waitress, her eyes practically yelling at the waitress to leave and shut up. “You’re welcome Miss Shepard.” The waitress smiled and bowed politely as she took her leave. “What was that about?” Miranda chuckled, noticing Megan glaring at the waitress as Miranda cut into her filet mignon. “She recognized me and was about to announce that to the whole restaurant.” Megan sighed as she sipped on her glass of fizzy water before she cut into her honey roasted chicken leg. “Wow. If that happened...” “Half the galaxy’s news crews’ll be here trying to get an interview in an hour.” Megan finished as both women ate their meals as they chatted.

“Mmm, thank you Megan. Tonight’s really wonderful, and you have anything else planned?” Miranda asked coyly, holding Megan’s hand in her own when they were finished eating 20 minutes later, and the same waitress came over to clear their used dishes and winked knowingly at Megan while she leant over to Miranda. “Well Miss Lawson, you’re a very lucky woman to get such a wonderful woman as Commander Shepard.” She whispered before she left. Miranda just smiled and Megan sighed, having overheard the conversation.

“Anyways, I hope you’re up for some wine and dancing in Eternity’s VIP lounge later Miri. And after that...well, that’s all I’ve planned for tonight.” Megan smiled at Miranda, enjoying the tender contact of Miranda’s soft, delicate touch on her soft, supple hands. “My my, the view is breathtaking. Thank you Cassie. I really appreciate how you’ve gone out of your way to make me feel special. And your hands are amazing.” Miranda murmured as she took a sip of fizzy water from her own glass, her mouth suddenly dry. Miranda had constantly complimented Megan on her hands, but she still never ceased to be awed by Megan’s surprisingly soft and delicate hands.

“Well, your hands are really amazing too Miri, just like the skyline.” Megan said in a low, sexy voice and a smile, referring to the fabulous skyline they could see through a ceiling-to-floor window that their table was right next to. “The skyline is beautiful, but it isn’t as beautiful as the incredible lady sitting right in front of me.” Miranda purred as she gave Megan yet another one of her trademarked sly winks. Goddammit, not that wink again! Megan groaned inwardly as she restrained her hormones. “And somehow I’m the sap. By the way, you are absolutely stunning too. Shall we?” Megan asked with a coy grin as she got up and offered her right arm to Miranda. “Certainly Miss Shepard.” Miranda answered with a sweet smile of her own as she locked her arm around Megan’s offered arm.

Slightly over two and a half hours later, both ladies, who were now sweaty from their dancing, were sitting in a darkened private booth in Eternity’s VIP section, and both of them were drunk on the high-grade asari honey mead that they had consumed a dozen bottles of. “So I told Ashley, ‘If you want that damn Elcor to agree to your request, threaten to break his legs!’” Megan slurred as she recounted a mission she was on two years ago, when she was the skipper of the original Normandy. Miranda guffawed drunkenly as she told of an op she was sent on when she was still on Cerberus’ payroll.

“So I shot that turian arms dealer in the leg by accident, and I was actually aiming for the chest. Don’t ask how I missed, I still don’t know till today. Anyways, I shoot him, and a few rounds shatter his window. And he hops around clutching his leg and screaming ‘Oh spirits, my leg!’ until he falls out of the window and down 100 stories to his messy death! That was hilarious!” Miranda giggled, not really thinking straight due to her inebriated state. “And so I called out after him and said ‘Well, I guess you aren’t going to be complaining about your leg anymore huh?’” Megan erupted into a fresh fit of drunken laughter when she heard the terrible one-liner Miranda used.

“Holy shit Miri, you’re using terrible one-liners like that cop in that old TV series...what’s his name?” Megan asked as she reached for her wineglass and took another sip of the delectable honey mead wine. “Horatio Caine I think. Hey! I don’t constantly tilt my head like I have a broken neck like he does!” Miranda whined as she hiccupped due to all the alcohol she’d consumed. Megan simply giggled as she stood up unsteadily. “I’m going to the bathroom Miri. Damn I’m wasted.” Megan smiled drunkenly as she staggered off while Miranda just sat there sipping on the wine, chuckling to herself.

Ten minutes later, Megan still hadn’t returned and Miranda just sat there alone, fuming mad at the Commander’s inexplicable prolonged absence. “Bloody hell, where’s Cassie? The bitch had better not stand me up...” Miranda growled as the sound of a female clearing her throat made her look up quizzically. The raven haired woman looked up to see a rather alluring asari maiden standing in front of her booth. “Why would a beautiful woman like you be sitting in this club alone?” The asari began, and Miranda immediately knew what the asari was trying to do. “Oh I’m just waiting for my girlfriend.” Miranda said loudly just so she could be heard over the very loud music playing in the club.

The asari looked a little taken aback at the word ‘girlfriend’, but she recovered gracefully. “Oh. Well, sorry about my direct approach. I’m Safia, and would you like to dance with me Miss...” “Lawson. Miranda Lawson. And I would like to dance.” Miranda smiled as soberly as she could, which was a rather lame attempt due to her state of inebriation as she took the asari’s hand. Apparently, to her father, alcohol control was something that a perfect woman didn’t need, and thus Miranda had always been a lightweight, which meant that whenever she got drunk, she would do something stupid a quarter of the time. They stepped out onto the dance floor and they started dancing to the rhythm of the music.

Soon, many eyes were on them as Miranda and Safia moved with fluid grace, hands slithering around each other’s bodies as they cavorted around the dance floor. As Megan walked from the ladies’ back to their booth, she heard many hoots and wolf-whistles from the crowd gathered around the dance floor. Her curiosity pricked, she went over to see what the fuss was about and her eyes widened in shock and jealousy. She saw Miranda, her Miri, grinding her buttocks into the hips of some asari and slithering up and down the asari’s thigh in time with the music as she tilted her head back and her hands cupped the back of the asari’s head, and asari’s hands were caressing her abdomen and moving up to her bosom.

Worse still, when Miranda saw her, she simply gave Megan another salacious wink and blew her a kiss. Jealousy overcame her as she marched up to Miranda and the asari and tapped on the asari’s shoulders. “Excuse me.” Megan growled threateningly. “Excuse you, miss. Can’t you see I’m-” “I believe you are dancing with my girlfriend.” Megan interrupted as she pulled Miranda, whose eyes were wide with surprise and shock, away from the asari and back to her side. “Oh! Hope you don’t mind if I borrowed your girlfriend. And you’re lucky to get a fox like her.” Safia smiled as she danced off to find another partner as Megan simply stormed off as she lead Miranda back to their booth none too gently.

“What the hell were you doing with that asari?” Megan hissed to Miranda as soon as they were in the privacy of their booth. “I was just dancing with her...and you were gone for so long.” Miranda replied lamely as she tried to explain to her jealous girlfriend why she was behaving intimately with a stranger. “And you think that’s justification for dirty dancing with a random asari? What the hell was that wink for?” Megan asked angrily with hurt and jealousy evident in her voice. “I-I honestly don’t know...I just wanted to see what you’d do...I’m so sorry. I should’ve never done that.” Miranda stuttered apologetically, unable to look Megan in the eye.

“You did that on purpose to make me jealous? Miri, wh-never mind.” Megan sighed as she shook her head in dismay, as Miranda looked at her in shame. “I’m so sorry Cassie. I should’ve never made you jealous and hurt.” Miranda said softly as she leaned in to give the Vanguard a passionate kiss on her lips by way of apology as their tongues danced around in their mouths. When Miranda pulled away, she noticed that her lover’s eyes were now full of lust and vengeance. “You’ve been a very naughty girl Miranda Anne Lawson...and I think it’s time for a little punishment.” Megan purred lustily as she shoved Miranda face-first down onto the couch and hiked the hem of her dress over her ass, exposing her flawless, exquisitely curved buttocks and her black lace panties that covered her womanhood.

“Mmm, I see you’re raring for punishment already.” Megan purred, feeling the heat emanating from Miranda’s vagina through the scanty lace material. The redhead pulled Miranda’s panties aside, revealing her hot, throbbing sex, and the lips of Miranda’s sex were already parted in anticipation. “No-no-no Cassie, we’re in a public place! Don’t!” Miranda protested, squirming but Megan just ignored the raven haired beauty as she licked three of her fingers, lubricating them before she thrust them deep into Miranda’s maddeningly warm pussy as she teased Miranda’s sensitive and very engorged clit with her tongue. “Oh fuck! Stop, people can see us!” Miranda cried out in a mixture of apprehension and bliss as Megan looked up while she continued finger fucking Miranda while the raven haired woman bit down on her lower lip to try and soften her moans.

“I don’t care, and neither should you.” She whispered lustily over Miranda’s moans and gasps before she went back down to eat Miranda out. Miranda then felt and saw something, or more accurately, Megan’s biotics, pull her dress down, ripping the nipple stickers off and exposing her perfect breasts before the force played with them. “Oh shit Megan, we’re in-ooh!-a bloody club! Mmh...stop it... someone will see us...ooh yeah...” Miranda moaned, her lower lip red and puffy from her biting it in pleasure as she tried to get Megan to stop, but to no avail as Megan stopped performing cunnilingus on Miranda and started to suckle on her breasts, and her already sensitive body was even more so due to the wine they’d consumed.

The Vanguard was alternating between sucking and biting each nipple before she moved on to the ‘sister’ while she continued fingering Miranda’s pussy, and worked two digits into her even tighter anus. “Uuh stop...I’m going to cum...fuck...mmh!” Miranda moaned lees than 10 minutes later, feeling herself climbing to climax under Megan’s relentless biotic, finger and oral assault on her private parts, and Megan’s fingers were brushing and pushing against her g-spot. “Oh shit-shit-shit I’m-OOH FUCK MEEE MEGAAANN! I’M CUUUMMIIINGG! OH GOD YEEEESS!” Miranda shrieked as her feminine ejaculate gushed out of her pussy in a few intense squirts and straight into Megan’s hungry mouth, and some squirted onto Megan’s pretty face.

Fortunately, Miranda’s scream of pleasure was not loud enough to be heard by anyone outside their booth due to the loud music playing in the club, and Megan was thankful for that as she drank Miranda’s sweet cum and wiped off the cum that was on her face. “Oh Jesus, oh Jesus...” Miranda whimpered breathlessly as she saw stars from her earth shattering orgasm. Megan then dragged the very docile Miranda off the couch and roughly pushed the ex-Cerberus agent down onto her knees as Megan spread her own long, elegant legs and shoved Miranda’s head down in between them, letting it hover in front of her crotch as she sat on the couch. “Well, fuck me and your punishment is complete Miri honey.” Megan purred in her husky, come-fuck-me-senseless tone that always drove Miranda mad with desire and lust.

Miranda complied with a salacious smirk, pulling Megan’s red sheer panties aside with one hand and her dress down with her other hand. She then simultaneously assaulted the redhead’s womanhood with 3 of her fingers and breasts with her lips, tongue, teeth and right hand. Megan sighed in sexual delight as she felt Miranda’s fingers probe deep into her dripping wet female tightness and the brunette biting lightly on her left nipple while she kneaded the other breast with her left hand. Miranda then looked up from Megan’s breasts and smiled lecherously at her redhead girlfriend, who had her head tossed back in pleasure and was moaning out her approval.

“Mmm Cassie, no bra or nipple tape on at all. I’d say you planned this from the start.” Miranda murmured throatily right into Megan’s ear before she kissed her way down Megan’s partially clothed body to her clit and kissed it lightly a few times before she stuck her tongue out and started to flick it against Megan’s sensitive clit. “Oh fuck yeah Miri...that’s nice...” Megan moaned as the brunette continued to knead Megan’s left breast with her right hand and pinch her nipple with her fingers while 3 fingers on the other hand were busy fucking Megan.

Miranda glowed a brilliant blue for a couple of seconds, and suddenly Megan felt something forcefully thrusting deep into her untouched asshole, or at least it was that way till Miranda came along, and the force was also kneading Megan’s unoccupied right breast while it pinched the erect nipple hard, causing Megan to gasp and moan even louder and fight the urge to cum right there and then. “Oh yeah Miri... you’re becoming very adept-uuh God-at using your excellent biotics-aah!-for more pleasurable purposes...ooh fuck me...” Megan moaned as she thrashed about on the couch in ecstasy. “Well, I get lots of practice, thanks to my beautiful Megan.” Miranda looked up and purred before she went back down and continued eating the Commander out.

The alcohol was definitely making Megan’s sensitivity a lot higher, as every flick of Miranda’s expert tongue across her extremely sensitive clit and thrust of her fingers and biotic deep into both of Megan’s rear orifices brought her closer to the inevitable climax twice as fast as usual. Thus, the redhead lasted barely ten minutes before she was pushed straight into orgasmic bliss by her Miri. “UUUHH SHIIIIT I’M CUUUMMIINGG! AAH FUCK YEESSSS!” Megan screamed as she ejaculated her vaginal fluids that had been building up deep with her core straight into Miranda’s waiting mouth and some splattered onto Miranda’s face, spoiling her otherwise immaculate makeup.

“Ooh Miranda...I love you Miri baby...I love you.” Megan panted as she tried to get her breathing back under control while her raven haired lover French kissed her, but Megan was a bit weak and was unable to fully respond to the intensity of Miranda’s tongue ravaging her mouth. “That’s good to hear. So I assume my punishment’s done?” Miranda purred as she sucked lightly on Megan’s sensitive spot on her neck when she broke away from the kiss. “Yeah. Oh shit. Did we just..?” Megan trailed off in horror as she scrambled to pull her dress back up over her breasts as she pulled her panties back into place.

“...Plow in a public place? Yeah we just did. And it’s all your fault.” Miranda finished, blushing and doing a good impression of an overripe tomato as she tugged her dress and panties back into their original positions. Megan poked her head out of their booth when she was done straightening up her attire and looked around frantically. Fortunately, their booth was in a corner at the far wall of the club, and the two adjacent booths were empty. “Whew. I think nobody saw us.” Megan sighed with relief as she settled back into their booth. “That’s great. Because the last thing we need right now is for someone to come along and see you...disciplining me. And I can’t believe we’re turning into exhibitionists!” Miranda laughed with a lascivious grin as she ran her hands up and down Megan’s waist sensuously.

“I agree. I just hope our little...discipline session doesn’t end up on the extranet.” Megan said huskily, ‘ooh-ing’ in delight as she felt Miranda’s sensuous touch run along her side through her silk dress. “Come on. Let’s fix our makeup and get back to the ship, Miss Lawson.” Megan teased with a mischievous smile on her beautiful full lips. “Mm-hmm.” Miranda mumbled in agreement as she began working on her makeup and lipstick with the makeup kit she carried in her purse as Megan did likewise. When they were done, they quickly left the place, looking around to see if anyone had an inkling of what happened in their booth. Fortunately, nobody seemed to even notice that their booth was occupied.

“Well, I hope tonight’s been memorable for my enchanting princess.” Megan giggled as Miranda giggled back uncharacteristically. “It certainly has, my fair princess Megan. I just hope it doesn’t end up being one we can’t forget for the wrong reasons.” Miranda laughed as they headed back to the Normandy unsteadily.

The next day, an hour before they were supposed to leave Illium, both women were sparring in the Normandy’s sparring room, and they’d drawn the entire male crew, who milled around betting on who would win and cheering both women on throughout the entire 30-odd minutes they’d been sparring. All of those present were males, as it wasn’t everyday they got to see Miranda in a sweat soaked, form hugging Lycra tank top and track pants that showed off her perfect breasts and ass more than usual, and Megan in an equally sweat soaked, scanty elastic sports bra and tight gym shorts that showed off her tits, ass and well toned body sparring feverishly.

“You do know that I can take you down whenever I want, don’t you Commander?” Miranda drawled teasingly with a wink as she circled around Megan. “In your deluded dreams, Miss Lawson.” Megan smirked as she feinted with a left jab. Miranda was fooled, and Megan knocked the wind out of the ex-Cerberus operative with a right handed blow to her ribs. Miranda grunted, and as Megan went in for a kick to Miranda’s jaw, Miranda dodged, blocked her kick and kneed the Vanguard in the groin. “Oof!” Megan gasped; falling to the ground as the crew collectively went ‘ohh’ in sympathy. Miranda smiled predatorily as she dropped to her knees as she prepared to deliver the final punch.

However, Megan recovered and rolled away in time to dodge the punch. She then leapt to her feet and pinned Miranda’s arm in an arm lock, and delivered a stiff right uppercut to Miranda’s jaw. “Uuh!” Miranda cried out in pain and shock as Megan’s fist connected with her jaw. She swung her left fist wildly, smacking Megan in the eye as the redhead cried out, startled and in pain. The crowd was practically going wild as Megan locked Miranda’s leg around her own while she caught Miranda in a headlock and wrestled both of them to the ground as they grunted and swore. “Whoo!” Jacob hollered as Garrus was cheering for Miranda. “Come on Miss Perfect, take Shepard down!”

Miranda kicked out with her free leg, getting Megan in the stomach as Megan grunted and rolled over, kneeling over Miranda as she delivered a few hard blows to the raven haired woman’s pretty face, stunning Miranda. Miranda finally recovered enough to whip her head up and headbutt Megan, stunning her girlfriend and herself as they collapsed onto the mat, panting heavily with bruises all over. “Draw?” Miranda gasped, nursing one of her many bruises. “Draw.” Megan nodded in agreement, panting as she gently massaged a lump on her forehead, wincing as she did so.

The all male audience groaned and booed in disappointment as they lamented the loss of credits while Megan was helped up by Miranda, who collapsed back onto her butt, exhausted and laughing along with Megan as the redhead pulled her back up. The crowd dissipated as they toweled off their sweat and drenched themselves in ice cold water before they stepped out of the ring. To their surprise, Legion was there waiting for them. “Shepard-Commander. Lawson-Miranda.” It buzzed as it beckoned them into a corner. “What is it Legion?” Miranda asked, her curiosity pricked. “You and Shepard might find this of interest.” It replied as it beamed up a holo of a video on the extranet onto a wall. “Oh, shit.” Both ladies gasped in horror as they recognized that it was a video of their...escapade last night.

Their worst fears had come true, their little sex session in the booth was all over the extranet. Megan saw herself on the video eating Miranda out, and both of their faces could be clearly seen. “Dammit, I told you not to fuck me!” Miranda hissed to Megan, who was speechless. “Okay okay, I’ll get in touch with my contacts, and they can make this video disappear.” Miranda sighed, shaking her head. “Great idea. I’ll call Liara and-” “The video is too widespread over the extranet for all copies to be deleted, even with your extensive contacts, Operative Lawson and Commander Shepard. For every video that can be deleted, there will be 4323 more than cannot be deleted.” EDI interrupted.

“Shit...I’m so sorry Miri...now we’re infamous.” Megan said resignedly to Miranda, who slumped to the floor in defeat. Legion simply kept playing the video, and they could see Miranda reciprocating on Megan. Suddenly, Miranda shot bolt upright and Megan gasped as they saw who took the video. Just before the video ended, a very familiar face to both Megan, and slightly familiar to Miranda came on the video. “This is Conrad Verner, and what you’ve just seen is a galactic exclusive recorded by me of the great Commander Megan Shepard and her girlfriend having sex in a private booth in Eternity’s VIP lounge! Remember, you saw this exclusive, made possible only by Conrad Verner!” He smiled smarmily as the video ended.

“Conrad Verner...I am so gonna fucking castrate you and kill you when I find your sorry ass...” Megan hissed angrily as Miranda’s face turned bright red with anger as she tried to form a coherent response. “Actually, there are 83 copies of the video that you can destroy Shepard-Commander. All of them are on the Normandy.” Legion said, breaking the tension. “What? No!” Megan and Miranda squeaked in horror as they realized that the entire crew would now know of their misdemeanors. “And all of them were uploaded onto the ship’s public entertainment database, and was mailed to every single member of this ship by Moreau-Jeff.” Legion finished.

Both women then looked at each other and immediately stormed to the elevator and set the destination to the CIC on deck 2. While the elevator went up, they discussed their plans. “Well, I guess every bloody molecule in this galaxy knows what we’ve done now. No use trying to delete the vids then.” Miranda sighed in regret. “Honestly I still can’t believe we’re turning into perverted exhibitionists. And don’t ever dance like that with anyone other than me again. I don’t think I can take it if you do that another time.” Megan winked as she nudged Miranda with a naughty smile on her face. “Pervert! Anyways, we’ll just confront Mister Moreau and give him a little brig time.” Miranda laughed in spite of herself.

The elevator finally reached its destination half a minute later, and when the doors opened, Kelly, Jacob, Mordin, Kasumi, Garrus, Ashley and a few crewmembers turned around and stared at the two women in disbelief as the video of their romp played on Kelly’s terminal, which they were all clustered around. Both women strode out of the lift, trying their damndest to avoid the stares as they screamed angrily in unison as they strode into the cockpit. “JEFF MOREAU, YOUR BONES ARE GONNA BE SO BROKEN WHEN WE’RE DONE WITH YOU!”

Final notes: There you have it, Megan and Miranda’s first date. Thanks to all the good people who’d reviewed so far, I appreciate it! I don’t know why the idea of Megan and Miranda sparring away came to mind, but it just wouldn’t let go till I wrote it out. Everything in here, from Megan being a romantic woman charming Miranda on their first date to the sex video was the combination of the ideas of others and my own ideas. So I hope everyone enjoyed this, and before you click that red x at the top right hand corner, review, subscribe, favorite and introduce to your friends and fellow authors! And do review and drop your ideas for future chapters in there, or I’ll have to very reluctantly bring the shutter down on this great tale. Once again, goodnight everyone!