This is my fourth entry in my Mass Effect story. It would be helpful to read the others as certain references are made in this story to the events of the previous entries. They are as follows Mass Effect: The Ass Effect, Mass Effect: Perspectives, Mass Effect After The End in that order. All in all with the new Mass Effect game on the way it is exciting times indeed. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story in the Mass Effect universe.
Thank you for reading!
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Bodies intertwined, music pumped and everybody was celebrating. The heart of the galaxy, the Citadel was celebrating the dawn of a new year, a new decade, and a new century. 2199 ticked over into 2200 and people were celebrating.
John Shepard and his wife Miranda Lawson were together, enjoying themselves. Fourteen years had passed since the Reaper attack and the Galaxy was back in form and swinging again.
Majority of construction was more or less complete on the home worlds. The relays were repaired long ago and were sending people across the galaxy and a breakthrough in building new ones was seemingly around the corner.
The Citadel took a full ten years to be completely rebuilt from end to end, not to forget a few improvements along the way. The improvements were seen amongst the keepers too, seemingly unrestricted now, they now were able to innovate and create.
As though a new level of sentience had come about them. Only the highest level military personnel knew about the Leviathan. They had disappeared from the galaxy. A return trip to that planet found them gone, with no traces other than several wrecked ships upon that patch of ocean.
Shepard and Miranda spent many years on Bekenstein, only leaving to the visit the old crew. They continued in their duty as advisors to the Alliance, Shepard was offered an Admiral's post but he was uncertain, in addition Hackett wanted Shepard to replace him on the council.
Miranda's insight and intel was invaluable to all the species in bringing down Cerberus, once and for all.
They were living well, Garrus and Orianna were married and happy together. Garrus remained a trusted advisor to the Turian Hierarchy.
Liara continued on as the Shadow Broker, influencing events amongst a galaxy rebuilding itself.
Others might have thought she would settle down, and have a few blue babies. However, she had other plans, her commitments and the hand she would soon play in the future was more important. Letting any part of the galaxy fall under the thumb of even a single tyrant would constitute a complete failure.
Tali remained amongst Quarians as Admiral on Rannoch, which had much building to do. It had been spared a lot of the destruction other worlds endured, immediately following the Reaper's defeat.
Even with the geth gone, the progress they made before the geth's demise proved paramount. They were not far from perfecting a serum that would allow them to have an immune system able to draw fresh air without ill effect once more.
Jack and Kahlee continued training recruits especially after Grissom Academy reopened, it soon became the best biotic training facility in the Galaxy as it loomed over a rebuilt Elysium.
Their track record spoke for itself as all their biotic students who had volunteered in the war survived and proved the effectiveness of the training they received from Jack.
John and Miranda sat themselves down and looked to each other, still as in love as they were in that engine room, all those years ago. The frustration, pain, and torment the both of them faced when the Reapers attacked seemed insurmountable at the time. However, few things could have replaced the people, the crew and the ship which lead every advanced sentient species in the galaxy to victory.
The following day after the massive party that was the night before, John and Miranda woke up in their Citadel apartment which was now rebuilt was even better than it was before. Anderson's notes on his Biography were still around, Shepard had contemplated getting it finished, but he wasn't sure.
"I'm glad we've made this a habit," John said to his bride.
"Hmm, me too," Miranda replied in a very sultry tone of voice.
Neither of them bothered getting dressed. Shepard got into the kitchen and started to prepare breakfast for himself and Miranda. The morning flowed away as they enjoyed each other's company and continued to make good memories and times that would make them forget about the past.
Miranda still had that body to die for, maybe it was her genes, and maybe it was medical technology. She did not look a day older than when they first met. At fifty Terran years, Miranda would have been considered mature by ancient standards, however, her appearance said otherwise.
Same could be said of Shepard, his enhance cybernetics which brought him back to life still kept him going, most likely younger. Shepard was forty five, and still looked and felt thirty.
The years after the defeat of the reapers were much kinder than those that had come before.
Miranda had never lost the need to protect her sister, however she felt a little calmer knowing Garrus was looking after her as well. Her sister was herself, she had gotten a number of degrees and had eventually entered into the world of science.
It was all above board and certainly much different from how her elder sister entered into the field. Her work amazed everyone, including Miranda. She had done a lot in a short amount of time. She was thirty four, two years younger than her sister when she first met Shepard.
Shepard reminisced often, remembering the lost crew members. Mordin, Legion, Thane, and Anderson and not to forget the countless others who followed him. He and Miranda had visited the Alliance memorial on Earth, remembering the sacrifice and the loss.
Shepard often wondered whether it should have been him on the memorial with Anderson looking on. Shepard, always remembered that Anderson wouldn't want him to do this to himself.
Kahlee Sanders still missed Anderson, she was never really able to let him go. Twenty years shared between them, and the Reapers, stole him away.
Shepard saw him as a father figure, remembering his last words to him, "I'm proud of you."
Shepard saw her on earth, she had returned to earth to visit before returning to Grissom Academy. Knowing it was earth, or rather above it where he made his last stand. She did take some solace knowing that at least he wasn't alone that day.
Shepard wondered, as he held a naked Miranda next him on the couch as the TV played in the background and the fireplace roared, keeping them entranced. It was a good thing, Shepard had found a good life. He had his fill of adventure, saving the galaxy, blood, death, and now all he wanted was to relax, enjoy his days with his best girl, by his side.
"John?" Miranda snapped John out of his daze.
"Yes, Miri," Shepard replied.
"You seemed a million miles away."
"Not to worry Miranda, I'm right here, exactly where I want to be, with my beautiful and naked wife," Shepard replied with more than a little smirk on his face.
"You ass," Miranda playfully replied.
Miranda's giggles were interrupted when Shepard drew her in for a kiss, and she obliged. The two locked lips and groped each other's bodies as they lay back on the couch. Miranda felt Shepard's cock harden and she felt a tingling sensation. She was wet and Shepard's hard cock would do more than satisfy her urges.
The supple leather squeaked a little as they moved about. Miranda put into her mouth Shepard's cock, which she had now come to treasure. Shepard groaned as she did what she did, it felt like the first time every time and by then none of them had bothered to keep track of that. She had a free hand fondling his balls which added to the sensation Shepard felt as she kept on sucking intently.
This kept on going until Shepard felt the need to return the gesture. Miranda found herself on her back and Shepard had his tongue inside her pussy and three fingers in her ass. Miranda moaned loudly, it kept her going. Shepard's movements were erratic and unpredictable which meant Miranda and especially her pussy loved every single second of it.
