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🕑 Added 2020-03-25 02:32:16 +0000 UTCBest Girl Tali just can't catch a break in those goddamn games so here's what should have happened when Shepard came by to check on her after her exile...
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“Hey Tali?” Shepard called, sticking her head around the corner to peer into engineering. Her young Quarian friend was standing at her console as usual, shoulders hunched, and head hung. She didn’t reply if she had even heard Shepard. “Can I have a word?”
Tali sighed quietly, refusing to turn around as Shepard stepped up beside her. “I have a lot of work to do, commander.” She murmured, voice low and hoarse.
Shepard pursed her lips. “When was the last time you slept?”
“Shepard… please, I just want to work.”
Jane grimaced and gently took the Quarian’s hand. She was actually swaying slightly she was so tired, her fingers hit as many wrong keys as right ones as she tried to type up her report. In just one day she’d lost her father, her friends and her home. Shepard wished she could tell her friend that being exiled wasn’t the end, that things would get better, that life would go on, but this was a suicide mission; as much as she hated to think about it, the most likely thing she and her friends could look forward to was a noble death for the sake of the galaxy.
“Tali, as your commander, I need you in fighting shape if we’re going to take on the Collectors. But as your friend, I just need you to take a break, ok? You need to rest.”
“Shepard, I can’t sleep, I can’t stand just sitting around doing nothing. I need to work.”
“I didn’t say we’d do nothing.” Shepard said gently. “I’ve sterilised my cabin, you can come up and spend some time with me. We’ll have a girl’s night, watch a vid or talk or whatever you need to do to get your mind off things. I’ve even got some Dextro chocolates.”
“You… really did all that?” Tali asked quietly. “For me?”
“It’s just us girls left from the old team.” Jane smiled. “We’ve gotta take care of each other.”
Tali laughed weakly and nodded. “I kinda hoped Liara would come with us back on Illium.”
Jane’s smile turned sad. “Yeah… yeah me too.”
“Are you two still…? Is everything ok?”
“I’ll tell you if you come with me.” Jane smirked. Tali let out a low sigh and nodded. Shepard wound an arm around her and led her away from the console.
Shepard’s cabin was nicer than Tali had expected, a few pictures and a shelf of model ships giving it more personality than any quarters Tali had enjoyed since leaving the flotilla. She paused to stare at the wide fish tank in the wall, eyes following the tiny little creatures peacefully swimming to and fro.
“Like it?” Shepard asked gently.
“We… never had pets in the flotilla.” Tali murmured. “They’re a waste of resources.”
“It struck me as odd too.” Shepard chuckled, shedding her jacket and draping it over the back of her chair. “A fish tank on a warship? Doesn’t seem very Cerberus, does it?”
“It’s nice.” Tali said quietly, reaching out and gently tapping a finger against the glass.
“Relaxing.” Shepard agreed. “Sometimes when I can’t sleep it helps to watch them. Maybe that’s why they’re here.” She paused and tapped her omni-tool. “I’ve disinfected myself; the whole room is sterile if you’d like to take off your helmet.”
Tali blushed darkly and fiddled with her fingers. “It’s… for us that’s… very… um…”
“Intimate?” Shepard nodded, “It’s alright, you don’t have to. I’m here to help you relax. Drinks?”
“What do you have?” Tali sighed, relieved.
“I had a bottle of Thessia Red I was hoping to… share.” Shepard sighed, reaching under her desk. “And a little scotch left of Karin’s welcome-back present.”
“You wanted to share it with Liara didn’t you?”
Shepard pursed her lips. “Yeah.”
“Is she… alright?”
“She’d different.” Shepard winced, pouring two small glasses and sliding one towards Tali. “Which is fair… it’s been two years. It’s just hard not to want things to be like they were straight away.” Tali took her drink and carefully led the straw up to her mask. She envied Shepard as the redhead sipped her glass casually, wine through a straw made for a less than ideal experience.
“Now.” Shepard smiled, leaning forwards and activating her omni-tool. “You wanna watch Fleet and Flotilla?”
Tali paused, surprised. “That’s my favourite vid.”
“I know, and I haven’t seen it.” Shepard grinned. “Figured my first viewing should be with someone who really knows her stuff.”
“How did you know?”
“EDI told me.” The redhead sighed, casting a scathing look over at the glowing orb by the door. “She was trying to be helpful, apparently Cerberus didn’t prioritise discretion when it came to her programming.” she dropped lightly onto her bed and held up the bottle of wine and box of chocolates temptingly. “So, are we gonna watch this vid? Or am I gonna have to drink all this myself?”
Tali smiled shyly, too overcome with gratitude for words and perched herself beside Shepard on the bed.
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Almost two hours later Tali lay cuddled against Shepard’s side, resting her head on the human’s shoulder and smiling as she watched the vid. The Quarian actress on screen was confessing her love for her Turian co-star, gently taking off her mask in a touching, romantic scene that always made Tali tear up.
“She was sick for weeks after shooting this scene.” She mumbled quietly.
“Worth it.” Shepard hummed, “Hell of a performance, but why not show her face?”
“I think… the director didn’t want to spoil the message that it doesn’t matter what’s under the mask.” Tali shrugged, “There were also a few protests from other Quarians not wanting to have their faces portrayed on screen.”
“Why?”
“I guess the masks are such a big part of our culture after all these years people feel protective of them.” Tali murmured.
“Do you?”
“Keelah, no.” Tali laughed, “I would give anything to be like you.”
“The room’s still clean.” Shepard said, raising a brow. “I’ll turn my back if it makes things less awkward.”
Tali pursed her lips before sighing and polishing off her wine. “You know what… I… I’m gonna take it off!”
“You don’t have to.”
“I want to.” Tali declared, a lost more confidently than she felt. She reached up and popped each seal one by one to low popping hisses. Then slowly, nervously, she brought the shiny purple glass away and blinked in the naked light.
Shepard looked at her searchingly before smiling and taking her hands, squeezing comfortingly. “You’re beautiful.” She hummed, grinning as the young Quarian blushed and shyly averted her eyes.
“I… I haven’t let anyone see my face before now.” Tali whispered. “Not since… I left home.”
“I’m honoured you felt comfortable enough to let me see you.”
“Sh… Shepard?”
“Yes Tali?”
“H… how did you know… you liked… girls?”
Shepard raised a brow, her hand slowly circling Tali’s shoulder. “Carmen Rodriguez. First year of basic training.”
“You had a crush on her?”
“Oh, I fell hard.” Jane laughed. “She was amazing.”
“Do humans… accept that sort of thing?”
“Of course.” Shepard sighed, “Well, almost everyone. There will always be bigots, but you can’t let them bring you down.”
“On the flotilla… sex is just for reproduction.” Tali whispered. “Extended time out of the suit is dangerous… it’s all strictly regulated.”
“Sounds lonely.”
“It is.” Tali said before swallowing. “Sh… Shepard… I… I really respect you.”
“Well thank you very much.”
“I mean… you are… incredible.” Tali stammered. “And… I’ve never… been with anyone. But I trust you… and… I… that is to say… um…”
“You’re… curious?”
“Y… yes.” Tali nodded, blushing furiously. “Um… I’m sorry… I don’t mean… I think I’ve had too much wine.”
“It’s ok.” Jane said softly, stroking her hand down Tali’s arm and taking her hand. “Would you like to kiss me?”
“Very much.” Tali whimpered.
Jane smiled and leaned down towards her. Her lips parted and Tali trembled, craning her neck backwards, glowing eyes fluttering as Shepard’s lips brushed hers. It was warmer and softer than Tali had expected, and shorter than she would have liked. It seemed only a fraction of a second before Shepard was humming and smiling down at her again. “Good?”
“A…again?”
“Sure thing, sweetie.” Jane chuckled, taking her cheek and kissing her again. Tali mewed against Shepard’s lips, reaching out to take her hands as the human’s tongue slipped casually into her mouth and made its presence known to her own little purple muscle. This kiss was wetter than the first, Tali could taste Shepard as their tongues met. She swallowed as she pulled away, biting her lip and shyly brushing some hair out of her face. “You’re quite a good kisser.” Shepard teased before noticing Tali’s pained expression. “I’m sorry, is this too much?”
“No… Yes… I’m… I’m sorry.” She blushed. “I… this is so… inappropriate.”
“We can stop, if that’s what you want.” Shepard offered.
“I don’t know what I want.” Tali groaned, rolling onto her back and shuffling back against Shepard’s chest. “I feel so lost. My father… the flotilla… everything seems so uncertain.”
“Well, you can count on me.” Shepard breathed, her touch comforting. “I’m not going anywhere, and I promise as long as I’m breathing, I’ll be here for you, whenever you need me, whatever you need me for.”
“Thank you.” Tali sniffed.
“Don’t mention it.” Shepard laughed softly, hugging her waist and kissing her scalp. Tali’s cheeks burned as she felt how close Jane’s hands were to her crotch, how hot and aching she was under the suit. “Oh, what’s this?” she heard the human murmur, and her cheeks burned purple.
Tali bit her lip, spreading her legs slightly and squeezing her eyes shut. Shepard’s hand roamed lower to her hips, gently petting the fabric of her suit. “Keelah. I… I just…”
“It’s alright Sweetie.” Shepard purred into her ear. “I’ll take care of everything, just lie back and relax.” Tali bit her lip and obeyed, biting back a sob of need as Shepard’s hand slipped over her mound and gently probed her.
“Sh… Shepard.”
“Please, we’re friends, you can call me Jane.” Shepard tutted. “May I open your suit?”
“Yes.” Tali said in a small, terrified voice.
Shepard’s fingers snapped the clasps of Tali’s suit open one by one with such ease that Tali suspected it wasn’t the first time she’d charmed a Quarian out of her suit. The movements were quick and precise, but for Tali it seemed like an eternity before the leathery fabric was spread open and her soft lavender-coloured skin was exposed to the air. She whined as Jane’s thumb and forefinger pinched a diamond-hard nipple and gently tugged it, her other hand circling the small, hairy mass of Tali’s virgin cunt.
“Your tits are as tiny and cute as you are.” Jane chuckled, toying with the coarse black curls above Tali’s womanhood, working around and around her petals but never delving between them. “And you’ve grown quite the bush down here, haven’t you?”
“I… c… can’t shave… not in the suit.” Tali whispered hoarsely. “Is… it’s not… bad, is it? I… I… I could shave… if that’s what you w… want.”
“Tali sweetie I couldn’t care less.” Jane smiled, “Do you really think I’m so shallow I would care what’s under the suit? For all I knew when I invited you up, you could have looked like a thresher maw under that helmet, yet here I am, playing with your cute little cunt.”
Tali opened her mouth to meekly protest, but Jane’s digits pressed between her folds and silenced her words with a shrill, needy whine. Jane laughed and kissed the side of her helmet, beginning to pump her fingers into the quivering Quarian, grinning as her thighs spread wide and shook with arousal.
The young Quarian clung to Shepard as she drove her middle and ring finger into her sopping purple snatch, curling the digits and thoroughly massaging the sensitive walls of her cunny. “Sh… sheppppparrrd.” She moaned, hands squeezing Jane’s wrists for comfort as she was brought to unimaginable heights of pleasure.
The wet sound of human fingers exploring a Quarian cunt joined the cacophony of shrill squeaks and heavy moans. Shepard grinned to herself, chin resting against Tali’s hood as she pumped her fingers faster and faster, forcing the sweet little Quarian to new crescendos of keening, lustful mews.
“It’s… it feels so goooood.” Tali squealed, jerking against Shepard’s hand as she threw her head back and grinned up at her upside down. Shepard laughed, seeing her shining, glowing eyes filled with such delight and kissed her forehead.
“Hmm you like that huh?”
“Y… yessss… don’t stoooop.” Tali whined, eyes wide and pleading.
“You sound happier than I’ve heard you in days.” Jane purred, slipping her fingers from Tali and showing the glistening nectar webbing her fingers. “That right there is always a nice start but this… this is what gets me going.”
Tali gasped as Shepard’s thumb pressed against her clit and began to rub it vigorously, sending tiny droplets of her arousal splattering onto her thighs and Shepard’s bed. Tali squealed and arced her back as Shepard’s fingers blurred against her petals.
“Keelah, Keelah, Keeeeelaaaaah!” she howled, pressing back against Shepard and trying her best not to lose her mind. The spray of nectar coming from her was like a sprinkler against her thighs, her cunt only getting wetter and wetter as Shepard’s hand worked at her.
“Getting close?” Jane asked softly, rolling her palm against Tali’s breast and sinking her fingers into the svelte little mound of flesh. Tali whined vaguely, eyes fluttering and tongue lolling as she bucked her hips. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
Tali was close, in fact just moments later she let out a low groan of bliss, jerked her hips upwards against Shepard’s fingers, and released a truly impressive jet of quim that rained down over the bed, floor and the small coffee table sitting almost three metres away.
Shepard laughed and patted Tali’s shoulder, gently teasing her swollen petals with a finger and kissing her forehead. “Hell of a first orgasm.” She sighed softly before frowning. “Tali?” Moving carefully, she tipped the sweet young Quarian’s chin up and smiled, seeing her face twisted by bliss and her eyes closed in peaceful unconsciousness.
She shook her head and fondly traced the curve of Tali’s cheek before tugging her close to her breast. Tali let out a soft, sleepy whimper and nuzzled to her, a two-fingered hand pawing at Jane’s chest and earning a quiet chuckle.
“Sleep well sweetheart.” Shepard hummed, clicking the lights off with her omni-tool and resting a hand on Tali’s rump. Tali’s problems might not have been solved, but she’d spent an evening with a friend and been introduced to pleasures she’d never felt before. It wasn’t much, but Shepard was just glad she’d given her young friend a moment of bliss in these uncertain times.
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Spikesagitta
Tali not being able romanable to a fShepard is still a shame. Glad you rewrote that :)
