Aria's Personal Inspection

Tasting the extremely rare Ardat Yakshi wine pass through her lips Aria takes in the thundering sites and sounds of the music below her. It is after all her club, her station, her Omega! Swallowing the last of her glass she impatiently taps her index finger on the glass’s edge. This is an indication to the waitress that Aria, Queen of Omega, would like a refill of the exquisite wine.  She was recovering from her little escapade with the commander and wanted to quench her thirst.

It wasn’t long before she realized the sweet wine wasn’t satisfying her thirst and as she peered over the dance floor to her many dancers below. The Commander’s escapade didn’t do it for her either. But than again, a quick shag in the booth isn’t the Queens’ idea of a great time.  Nearly finished with her second glass an evil smirked blanketed her face as a wicked idea swept her thoughts.  The owner of the Afterlife abruptly spun around and summoned one of her servants. “Find me that girl who was here earlier.” A confused looked covered the young asari’s face. “The one who was watching Shepard and I earlier tonight.” An acknowledging nod was returned as the assistant quickly left the private lounge.

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Aria was slowly pacing in her private chambers high above the Afterlife’s dance club.  The door swished open and the thumping music filled the room as Aria’s assistant pushed a young asari maiden into the room. Releasing her arm she turned away and the doors once more swished allowing the music to fill the white chamber. Crossing one arm over her chest as she balanced her glass of wine in the other, Aria starred at the asari in a seductive manner. “Ah fresh meat, I see.”

Aria began seductively stalking her latest prey waiting for her to become frazzled or flustered. To her surprise, the young woman stood taller, prouder that she was being personally inspected by the great Omega Queen. This was extremely rare, even for her older dancers or even maidens who served under her for years. It was not uncommon for one to eagerly offer themselves to the Queen, but it was uncommon for one so young and inexperienced in the ways of Omega to do so willingly. Aria knew this girl hadn’t been on the station more than a month and even less time in the club.

The CEO of Omega was doubly impressed by her boldness. She slammed the last of her drink before she carelessly tossed the glass to the ground.  Practically undressing the young woman with her eyes, she thought, ‘Perhaps this will be a pleasant change for once. She’s seems confident enough.’ As if the asari could read her thoughts she swayed her hips in an alluring manner to further entice the Matriarch. This caused a low moan to escape the Matriarch’s lips. “Perhaps indeed” Purred Omega’s Mistress.

Circling the young dancer, Aria asked, “So maiden, what do you have to say for yourself?” Uncaring of the accusation that she might be facing from her behavior earlier in the evening, the confident dancer simply unfastened her dress and allowed it to fall helplessly to the floor around her feet. Aria had not even completed her first encirclement of the girl as she scrutinizing the dancer’s every curve.  Knowing that Aria had seen more naked asari women than she had probably seen dressed, the young woman lifted her chin and assertively displayed her radiant blue skin with pride. 

Although it was not in her nature to let it be know, this greatly intrigued the Matriarch. She couldn’t wait to place her lips all over this unspoiled asari skin; as well as do a few other wondrous things to her. Maintaining her hard exterior the Mistress of Omega spoke, “Dance for me, child.” The girl’s brow frowned, “I’m not a child!” she demanded.  Barely earning a chuckled, Aria grazed her bottom lip with her index finger and asked almost amusingly, “Than what are you?” With the same resounding confidence in which her body displayed, her voice mimicked the same tone of sensibility. “I am your lover.”

The over zealous statement caused the Matriarch to burst out into a fake hysterical laugh before it turning into a low growl that caused the young dancer to proceed with caution. “You wish you were my lover, child.” Unwilling to relinquish the ground she had already gained, the dancer took a step forward, leaving her dress behind. She placed one hand arrogantly on her hip while the other motioned at her superb body.  “Well, I will be tonight.” Again this declaration of self assuredness gained secret favor with the Matriarch. She laughed remembering the last time person who was so bold with her so many centuries ago.  It was a certain Krogan who challenged her and was now affectionately known as the Patriot.

Taking advantage of the Queen in deep thought, the young dancer sauntered over to the large bed and seductively sat down, dramatically swinging her long legs as she crossed them before her, staking her claim to be the Queens’ plans for the evening.  Although appearing to be in deep thought, it did not escape Aria that the naked woman was making her way to her private bed where only those who were invited, we allow to grace it with their presence.  The Matriarch stood before the naked woman and offered her hand off the bed. Gulping hard the girl accepted the hand and lifted off the bed.

The Mistress stared deep into her eyes like she were about to devour her last meal before she spoke. “You are a cocky one aren’t you?” She bowed her head slightly, accepting the dare. The bold woman returned, “I know that I will be pleasing you tonight, Mistress.” Aria laughed, ‘At least she already knows her place.’ Smirking while still eyeing the beautiful blue eye candy before her she asked, “How is that my pet?” If it were possible the girl stood a little taller as she announced, “If I wasn’t here for your pleasure, I would probably be dead by now.”

‘Clever girl.’ Instantly clouded the older asari’s thoughts. The young woman watched Aria’s eyes dance all over her body as she offered up her neck to the Mistress. “I will please you, if you allow it.”  Unable to find a reason to dismiss the beautifully bare skinned asari dancer, Aria pulled the woman close and planted a hot wet kiss on her offered neck. She immediately let out a gasp of pleasure loud enough to surprise the Matriarch. With her free hand she ran it down the young skin until she grabbed a handful of tender ass soliciting another loud moan. Moments later both women were engulfed with heavy pants caused by the other.

The maiden made a daring move and reached for the Matriarch’s jacket to free it. The ex-commando’s speed was as fast as ever and caught the young girl’s hand before it reached its intended goal. A chastising glare met the softer blue eyes, “I haven’t decided yet to allow you that pleasure, yet.”

So is this good enough for me to continue?