Ch.07: the Reward

Despite Tali being in the new set of dossiers from the Illusive Man, Commander Jane Shepard decided against going to the Haestorm next. Granted, when she met Tali on Freedom Progress, the quarian engineer reacted positively to her, but still, the redhead soldier figured that she didn't need another emotional rollercoaster right after meeting Ashley Williams on Horizon.

So instead, she set the course to Illium, counting that the city planet would allow her to rest a little (while still doing recruitment missions, of course), but it turned out that fate severely mocked her. Right after the landing, the commander and her team were greeted by an asari concierge who informed them that all docking and administration fees had been already paid... by none other than Liara T'Soni! The former scientist was apparently a successful information broker now and expected to see Shepard "at her convenience".

"Shit!" Jane cursed. "Here goes my mental rest. Well, no time like now," she said and went in the direction the concierge pointed her at.

"Have you faced an asari commando unit before? Few humans have," was the first words Jane heard when she was let into Dr T'Soni's office. The asari who spoke them was without a doubt Liara (Shepard would recognize her from any angle), but her voice sounded cold, cruel even - not unlike her mother's. "I'll make it simple. Either you pay me, or I flay you alive. With my mind." Such a threat (toward a human she was speaking with through her omni-tool) didn't fit Liara Shepard knew.

But then the asari disconnected and spotted the commander in the room.

"Shepard! Nyxeris, hold my calls," she addressed her assistant and went for a hug. "Ah... Jane..." Once again she was the same cute, vulnerable girl the commander knew and loved. The soldier hugged the asari back, bending a little to keep her pelvis away from Liara. She didn't want her to feel the bulge forming in her pants in the presence of such a beautiful and sexy creature.

Next, Liara hugged Garrus as well and shook Miranda's hand - something in how the two of them looked at each other made Shepard feel they met before. The commander didn't investigate further though, focusing on catching up with the asari. T'Soni for sure changed in those two years, only rarely slipping from her new, assertive personality to the cute and bubbly maiden she once was. That made the commander sad that she couldn't be there for her lover who had to deal with the Shadow Broker all on her own.

Because, apparently, the Shadow Broker was Liara's nemesis now, keeping her friend locked down in his elusive base. In that light, T'Soni asked Jane to help her with some hacking, which the commander happily did - it was great to work with Liara again, even if their cooperation was completely different than how it was on the Normandy SR-1. The mission revealed that Nyxeris was, in fact, the Shadow Broker's agent, but T'Soni managed to... dispose of her before Jane was able to come back - it seemed her combat skill greatly improved when Shepard was 'dead'.

Ultimately, Jane had to leave Liara, but not before promising her full support if she would ever need it, which the asari gladly accepted. The commander also made use of T'Soni's information trading skills, getting priceless data about the whereabouts and goals of her next two targets: drell assassin Thane and asari justicar Samara.

But before she fetched them, Jane decided to help one of her squadmates first.

"Shepard, I find myself in the unpleasant position of asking for your help," Miranda Lawson said when Shepard appeared in her cabin after Kelly told her the agent wanted to speak with her. "I don't like discussing personal matters... but this is important."

The personal matter in question turned out to be Miranda's sister Oriana which she tried to keep hidden from their delusional father. Jane of course agreed to help Lawson, and after talking to Liara switched Garrus for Jack - she counted that inviting the Cerberus-hating convict into Miranda's life would help turn their hostility into at least mutual respect. Whether that was a success or not was uncertain at best (especially after Jack said that she liked a mercenary captain who offended Lawson), but the sister's safety was secured and it was the most important thing.

"There she is. She's safe... with her family," Miranda said in a cracking voice when they observed Oriana from afar. If she didn't know better, Shepard wouldn't recognize her as her XO's genetic twin; it's amazing how posture, hair, and clothes can change a person. "Come on, we should go," Lawson quickly added as if being afraid to show emotions that clearly swirled inside of her.

"Don't you even want to say hello?" Jane asked, to which Miranda showed some reluctance. After a quick persuasion though, she agreed with the commander that Oriana should know she has a sister who loves her and went to meet her. Not wanting to stare, Shepard turned away, sneakily wiping a tear from her face.

"Pussy," Jack said when she saw it, but her expression was inscrutable.

"But thank you, Commander. My sister is safe again, thanks in large part to you. I won't forget that," Miranda said after the two women discussed what happened during the mission. They were back on Normandy now, namely in Lawson's office.

"I told you, you're one of my crew. I'll always be there for you," Shepard assured her. "In other words, you're welcome."

"Still, I feel like a simple thank you isn't enough in this situation," Miranda replied and for a moment went silent, as if pondering on something. "I know! I'll give you a massage. You're in constant stress, almost constant battle... It may be good for you to relax a bit."

The offer surprised Jane, but when she thought about it, it sounded very reasonable. She flexed her impressive muscles and indeed felt a tension in them. Lawson was right, since Project Lazarus the commander was under constant stress: abducted colonies, having a dick, meeting with Ashley... A lot to carry, even for a 7-foot-tall Amazon with muscles able to bend steel.

"That would be nice for sure," she finally replied. "So when do you have time for it?"

"Why not now?" Once again, Miranda surprised Jane. "I have everything I need here," she said and went to recover massage supplies. She put a protective mat over her bed and put a bottle of lotion on the floor next to it. "What? I like to rub some nice oil into my skin when I'm relaxing."

"So you

do

relax sometimes! Nice to hear it," Jane joked when taking her tank top off. Her big, perfect tits jiggled a little liberated from their confinement but quickly regained their perfect shape on the commander's chest. Shepard's pants and socks were next, but when she hooked her fingers on the hem of her boxers, she hesitated. To this point, it was easy to get naked in front of Lawson, given that her body alone could keep a candle to Shepard's, but the thought of revealing her dick stopped the soldier in her tracks.

"Come on, Jane. We're all women here. And there's nothing I haven't seen before," Miranda encouraged.

Of course she had. After all, she is the one who gave me a dick,

Jane realized and the thought made her a little mad. If she had heard something like that from Lawson a few weeks ago, she would've lashed out to her and left, slamming the door (figuratively). But after sex with Sha'ira, she was much calmer about her dick and also spent a lot of time with the agent, which resulted in growing understanding, respect, and even a slice of friendship between them. After all, it was the Illusive Man, not Miranda being in charge of changes made to her body.

So she quickly calmed down and took her boxers off, liberating her massive cock. It hung low between her thighs, growing from her hair-covered pelvis - while she had a pussy, she was trimming her pubes into a perfect red triangle, but with a dick she allowed her bush to grow freely. Putting her clothes on one of the chairs, she hadn't noticed the operative licking her lips when observing 9 inches of length and 7.5 inches of girth of the Amazon's flaccid penis.

Finally naked, Jane approached the bed and laid flat on her stomach on it, her tits bulging out. She put her head on the pillow and closed her eyes, waiting for the massage to begin. In no time, she heard a bottle being squeezed when Miranda covered her palms in lube. When they touched Jane's muscular body, the commander hummed deeply. Thanks to the lotion, Lawson's hands were warm and slippery and smelled like lilac and gooseberries.

Miranda began her massage from the top of Shepard's body, taking care of her muscular shoulders first. Her surprisingly strong fingers danced around the flexed muscles, pushing at all the right spots and chasing the tension away. It certainly wasn't the agent's first time giving a massage - she was doing it on a professional level.

"Mhmmm, you're so good at it," Shepard purred when Lawson's palms wandered further south, taking care of her lower back now. In her state of bliss, Shepard didn't even notice how close to her round tight ass they were. Since her encounter with Sha'ira, she didn't feel as relaxed.

"I told you, Commander, that I'm great at everything I do," Miranda replied. "Don't you mind me sitting on your legs to get a better angle?"

"Whatever you need," Jane replied, in her blissful state barely understanding the meaning of her masseur's words.

In no time, Miranda climbed onto the bed and next onto Shepard's body, although instead of her legs, she sat on the commander's ass. She then squirted more lotion on Jane's back and returned to massaging it, covering the totality of her upper body. Her hands wandered from her lower back to her shoulders, and then to her sides, brushing the Spectre's tits in the process. But being a total jelly, Jane didn't even notice that.

Soon, however, her perception returned, when Miranda's technique changed considerably. Shepard's massage was still going, but instead of skillful fingers and palms, she felt two soft globes on her back, each with one hard point. Shocked, she opened her eyes and looked back.

Miranda was still sitting on the commander's butt, but now she was half-naked - the top of her suit was unzipped and pushed down, revealing the alabaster skin of her upper body. Her huge tits were glistening from lotion when the agent pushed them against each other and Jane's back, grinding them top and down against the commander's muscular form.

"How do you like this technique, Commander? Still good?" She asked, smiling seductively and Jane replied in the same way.

Since she met Miranda, Shepard was smitten by her. Miss Lawson had a beautiful face and an incredibly hot body packed in a skin-tight bodysuit, showing off and emphasizing every detail of her amazing figure. Her mane of raven-black hair, big blue eyes, and full lips were accompanied by huge boobs, an even bigger ass, taunt belly, and long legs - if her father wanted a perfect woman, he did as great as he could without copying Jane. No heterosexual man, homosexual woman, or bisexual person could ignore the sex appeal of Miranda Lawson, and the first human Spectre wasn't an exception.

For now, Shepard didn't do anything toward having sex with her XO, given how devoted the latter was to the Illusive Man, but after rescuing her sister, she immediately felt a change in their dynamics. So yes, now certainly could be the time to do something toward having sex with her XO - that is, if said XO wouldn't do it first.

"Even better," Shepard replied, her smile growing wider and more lustful. "You know, I feel great tension in my butt. Could you do something about it?"

"Oh, certainly," Miranda said. She took a great risk by hitting on Shepard so boldly and she was happy it turned out well. She moved back onto Jane's thighs and next calves, taking the bottle of lube with her. She opened it up and poured generously on her already well-oiled tits and the commander's still-dry butt. Next, she proceeded to rub her impressive boobs against Jane's equally impressive ass, poking it with her stiff nipples.

"I think your backside had enough already. Let's move to the front," Miranda finally said in a hoarse voice, which told Shepard that she wanted it from the start. Granting her wish, the commander slowly turned onto her back. The movement revealed her huge tits and rock-hard eight-pack, but it wasn't what Miranda Lawson stared at.

Because with Shepard lying on her back now, her cock freely sprang up in all its glory. Funnily enough, while being massaged by Lawson, Jane didn't even feel it growing, but now it became apparent that it was just an omission as 12 inches of hard meat were pointing straight at the ceiling, a single drop of precum balancing at the tip of the wide cockhead.

A drop Miranda immediately licked up.

"Tasty," she commented with a lustful smile before attacking Jane's cock with her tongue. Unlike Jack, who preferred to immediately swallow at least part of the huge appendage, Miranda kept it out of her mouth and just used her pink muscle to lick all around the shaft, wetting it with her saliva.

"Mhmmm," Shepard moaned under Miss Lawson's ministrations. Her newest partner's tongue was like a living being, slashing and lapping everywhere it could reach. Sometimes, Miranda was using only the tip, teasing one or another vein prominently visible on the 9-inch girth of the commander's cock. Other times, she put the whole surface to good use, flattening it against the diamond-hard shaft and licking from the base of Jane's dick to its crown.

Miranda continued licking Shepard's dick for some time, but eventually, she shifted her position in a way that her legs ended in front of her body. She reached with them, closed her feet around Jane's shaft, and began jerking it with her soles.

"Shit, Miranda, I see you're full of ideas today!" Shepard panted, feeling a new type of stimulation. Lawson didn't respond in words, but in fastening the tempo of her jerks until she pushed harder, finally pulling the foreskin out of Jane's cockhead and revealing the dark-pink color of her spongy flesh. She then began teasing her slit with every one of her toes, squeezing precum out of it, the opaque liquid drenching her feet. As none of her previous lovers tried something like that with the commander, it felt truly unique, so she just laid down and relished in the new sensations.

But it wasn't the end of Miranda's great ideas, as she shifted once again, this time kneeling in the way that Shepard's cock was once again in front of her. Then, she reached for the lube and squirted some of it on Jane's dick, using her other hand to spread it evenly on the meaty pole, in the process jerking off the commander.

"Don't your tits have enough yet?" The Spectre joked, seeing Miranda squeezing the rest of the lube on her already well-oiled boobs, the huge orbs already glistening with it.

"No, they haven't. The same way that I don't have enough of your dick," Lawson responded and leaned onto Shepard. The commander thought that she would finally take her dick into her mouth, but instead, Miranda took it between her slippery tits.

"Oh, fuck!" Jane couldn't stop herself from moaning even if she wanted to. The soft flesh of Miranda's huge tits felt amazing around her diamond-hard shaft, especially when the agent began humping her torso up and down, jerking the commander with her boobs. It was as if her dick was resting between two pillows, but they were much hotter than any pillows could be and so slippery that they moved freely along Shepard's gargantuan length.

"How do you like my breasts around your dick, Commander?" Miranda asked playfully, moving her boobs up and down on Jane's diamond-hard foot-long-dong. "Not many people would be able to do it properly, won't they?"

"It feels... heavenly!" It took Shepard a full minute to respond, as the pleasure of her cock being sandwiched between those two alabaster orbs made it hard for her to form a coherent sentence. And Miranda was right: not many people had boobs big enough to embrace all 9 inches of her girth. From her recent lovers, only Aria could hope to achieve it; while Jane adored Sha'ira's and Jack's more moderate sizes, they wouldn't be able to pleasure her the way Lawson was doing now. "I love your tits! The best tits I've seen!"

"Oh, really?" Miranda clearly liked this answer. She could complain about how her father created her for his legacy only, but she liked the compliment as much as the next person. "What do you like about them?" She asked, not ceasing her jerking motion even for a second, her hands pushing her boobs together around Shepard's shaft.

"All of it, I love all about them!" This time, the commander answered almost immediately, getting used to the new sensation. "I love their size! I love their shape! They're so big and perky! There's only one thing better than them!"

The last part undoubtedly shocked Miranda.

"What's that?" She asked, stopping with her ministration.

"Your ass," Jane replied, laughing at the successful prank. Her laughter, however, turned into a moan when Lawson resumed jerking her gargantuan dick with her huge, alabaster tits.

"Well, for now, my boobs must be enough for you. My boobs and my mouth," she added and before the commander could react, she leaned in and took Shepard's cockhead into her mouth. Immediately, she began sucking it in earnest, while still continuing to jerk off the shaft with her boobs.

Once again, the only thing Jane could do was to moan. She just got used to Miranda's tits around her cock, yet the agent found another way to dominate this sexcounter. Her lips were like a vacuum cleaner attached to the crown of the commander's dick and Shepard felt her balls brewing with sperm - it won't be long since she would cum into her XO's greedy mouth.

Oh, no, Miss Lawson, it won't be like that,

the Spectre thought, her competitive side suddenly waking up.

You won't be the only one contributing to that fuck.

She placed her feet on the bed and pushed up with her hips.

Miranda's eyes opened in shock when she felt Shepard's cock being pushed further into her mouth. Half of the appendage disappeared past her lips, getting dangerously close to the entrance to her throat and although she was fully capable of accommodating even more, the suddenness of the move caught her unguard. She gagged but luckily Shepard retracted a moment later, allowing the agent to take a gulp of air and brace herself for more.

And more came in the form of sharp, powerful movements of Jane's hips. The commander took control of the fuck, thrusting with her hips and fucking Miranda's boobs and mouth in earnest. Miss Lawson held still, pushing her huge tits together over Shepard's gargantuan cock, while the meaty invader slipped between them to sink itself in her oral orifice. Stimulated with the agent's tongue, lips, and boobs, the cock shuddered with force, when the pleasure its owner felt grew with every thrust.

Soon, the pleasure climbed from Jane's cock to her heavy balls, repeatedly hitting the bottom of Miranda's alabaster tits. Having some experience with it, Shepard knew what was coming.

"Miri, I'm gonna cum! May I cum into your mouth? MAY I CUM INTO YOUR MOUTH?" She asked in a hoarse voice, clenching her buttcheek to not cum until she would get her partner's consent. And when the answer came in the form of Miranda slamming her face down together with the commander's upward thrust, the latter stopped restricting herself. Free to ejaculate, her balls sent the sperm they brew through the amazing length of the Spectre's cock, shooting it right into Miss Lawson's throat.

And as always, Shepard came in buckets. All 12 inches of Jane's length tensed and untensed repeatedly, each twitch resulting in more semen escaping her slit with the force of a firehose, completely drowning Miranda's mouth and throat in thick, pearly liquid. Again and again, another batch landed in her gullet, on her tongue, and on the roof of her mouth, new ropes being shot faster than she was able to swallow them. She worked as hard as she could, but ultimately wasn't able to accommodate the huge amount of the commander's sperm; with a loud cough, she allowed Jane's dick to slip off her mouth.