[Book Two] Chapter 12: Never neglect tactical retreat

[Book Two] Chapter 12: Never neglect tactical retreatChapter 12: Never neglect tactical retreat

After getting back on the Normandy with a Samara pledged to Shepard, something that bothered Rick a lot, he went straight back to his quarters to find something to do. Mainly finding the leak who revealed the location of Miranda’s sister along any connection to Cerberus about the said leak. Cerberus may have been a dead end with no access to their servers but Henry Lawson wasn’t. While his cyber protections were at the top, as all billionaire businessmen ought to, he still found a lead. A simple name. Nicket.

From there finding information from that was easy as pie. It seems that Nicket had received a tip from an anonymous source about what Miranda actually did with her sister. From the conversation between the man and Henry Lawson, the former would receive a huge sum of money if he brought the girl to the latter.

That left the question of the anonymous source but Rick knew it was Cerberus, he’d have to confirm who knew about her sister with Miranda. It wasn’t the smoking gun he was hoping to turn the brunette away from the terrorist organization but it was enough to make her doubt, perhaps.



With his findings he exited his room and took the elevator to the crew deck to reach Miranda’s quarters. Going into the room through the door when it opens it didn’t waste any time to lock it up, prompting the brunette to raise an inquiring brow. Only when she took the datapad Rick was handing her did she finally spoke.



“A bit much don’t you think?”

“Considering the nature and subject of the information on this datapad, I don’t think so.” he said as he flashed his omni-tool.

“There are no bugs in this...” Miranda began when half a dozen were seen sparking in the room.

The Cerberus officer frowned at this discovery and looked at the man in front of her inquisitively. That earned her a negative from a shaking head before he pointed to the datapad in her hands with his chin. She stared at him for a moment then dropped her eyes to read the data. The more she read, the more her brows raised until finally her jaw clenched hard with a look of murder in her eyes.



“He’s dead.” Miranda announced. It didn’t take a genius to know who she was talking about. Nicket signed his death warrant the moment he contacted Henry Lawson.U//ppTodated fr/o/m nô/v/e/lb(i)n.c(o)\/m

“Snitches get stitches but that’s not what’s important, bubble, and you know that. Who knew besides him?”

“Very few people that I can count on one hand including Nicket.”

“I need names.”



Miranda looked up at him in silence for a moment then asked the questions she had in mind.



“What is it to you? Why are you invested in my personal affairs?”

“It’s personal to me too and to open your eyes about Cerberus.”

“... How is my personal affair personal to you?” she asked, ignoring the bit about the organization she was working for.

“I may have been older but I was in Oriana’s place. The notable difference between us two is that my big sister wasn’t a good one like you. Quite the opposite.”



His reply threw her back a little for many reasons. One it was an emotional response which was unlike him from what she knew of the man. Two because she just learned that he had or still has an older sister. Something that she will put in her file on him as soon as she can. And finally third, that he was perhaps under the same circumstances than her sister which would explain why his file is so empty in the first place.



“I need their names and if you read further you’ll see an interesting part relating the dealings between Cerberus and your father.”

“The illusive man wouldn’t...” she began as she already read the mentioned part.

“You know he would without hesitation.”

“It’s pure conjecture. That’s not proof.”

“No, but it’s a lead that needs and must be explored.”

“If that information is real to begin with.”

“Real or not, it doesn’t change anything. Though the fact that you had bugs in your own private quarters is pretty telling.” he said, shaking his head in disapproval before turning around and making an exit, leaving Miranda thinking alone.



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After presenting his findings to Miranda, Rick went up to the combat information center and made his way towards the cockpit.



“Joker, I’m out for some takeout, want something?”

“If you can find a burger joint I won’t say no.”

“Fries and soda?”

“Of course. And don’t forget the toy!” the helmsman yelled to the retreating back of Rick as a joke.

“Got it!”



Exiting the ship the helmeted man went to take a taxi for the nearest place where he could find a burger. He took Joker’s command and added a kid’s menu to follow through with the joke then took his own which was more consequent as he was a biotic. In fact he took twice his usual amount before going back to the area where the Normandy was docking but instead of going back to it he went towards Liara’s office. Nodding to her assistant without waiting for an answer he entered the room. Liara was currently focused on her terminal, probably trying to find some relevant data that she could use to sell or blackmail someone. Only when Rick put the bags of food on the table right in front of her that she noticed her presence.



“Rick!”

“Good evening.”

“What are you doing here?”

“I thought you could use a break and have dinner then talk.”

“I’m in for dinner.” she said as she opened one of the bags to look at what food he had brought before continuing. “ But not for the talk. There is nothing more to say.”

“There is plenty.”

“For you maybe, not so much for me.”

“You still didn’t tell me why you went into the broking business.”



Liara took out the food, both for her and for Rick and paused when she ended up with a kid’s menu in her hand. She looked at him with a bemused smile and an eyebrow raised.



“It’s for Joker.” he said as he went towards her side of her desk and leaned on it, right beside her and took a burger in one of his hands. Liara did the same and began to eat hers as both were looking at each other in silence. It was her that broke the tension first.



“Look, I have secrets, you have secrets, the difference is I don’t pry yours.”

“No, because I tell you everything.”

“Are you sure?” she said, knowing perfectly well that wasn’t the case.

“All but one, because it’s not mine to tell.”

“I doubt Aria will ever reveal to me how you got to know each other and what your relationship is.”

“The simple fact that you know that could put you in danger. To many I’m just her boogeyman, nothing more and it’s better if it stays that way.”

“After everything we went through together I doubt knowing that would put me in ever more danger.”

“It would, from her, from the terminus clans, the alliance, even the other species, especially the hierarchy. If any of them finds out who I am and my true connection to Aria...”

“They won’t. But not knowing... not knowing prevents me from protecting you.”

“I don’t need protection, Liara.”

“Neither do I.” she replied with a frown.

“I don’t think so, but if that’s what you believed... I’ll just have to save your cute little blue ass then tell you ‘I told you so’.”

“We’ll see.” She answered, not convinced.

“Really... what happened to the innocent and a bit naive asari that I met on Therum?”

“She grew up.”

“A shame. I liked her.”

“Oh, she’s still there, but only when you’re not acting like an idiot.”

“I never act like an idiot.”

“What was your little rampage after you abandoned my mother and me on Thessia two years ago then? And the fact that you still didn’t tell her...”

“I apologized about Thessia already! Are you going to ever let me live it down?” he interjected, leaving out the second part of Liara’s burgeoning list.

“No. At least not until you apologize to my mother too. And in person. She took it hard, you know. I mean, what kind of guy leaves without a word after the first mother-daughter threesome of his life?”

“It wasn’t about her, or you.”

“I know but she doesn’t.”

“What do you m... She doesn’t know about...” he asked cryptically in surprise.

“Of course not. To quote you from earlier ‘It’s not mine to tell’.”

“I... Thank you.”

“Oh, don’t thank me. You’re still in the doghouse with her.”

“That bad?” he asked worriedly.

“Of course that bad. She’s a matriarch Rick, she had more sex than you could possibly imagine. In 1000 years of life you’re the first to disappear on her after a night of tryst. Her pride took a severe blow.”

“It shouldn’t have, it was the best night of my life.”

“Well your actions say otherwise.” she replied in annoyance.

“I guess I’ll have to visit her if I survive the fights against the collectors.”

“When. Not if.” Liara corrected him.

“You can see the future now?

“No but you and Shepard together are unstoppable.”

“You have a lot of faith.”

The asari smiled and stood up to wrap her arms around his neck.



“I know the man I love well.” she said before kissing him intently.



It was a brief kiss but with a lot of meaning for both of them. For Rick, that he was truly forgiven, for her, that she did still love him.



“I guess I can’t disappoint you anymore than I already have.”

“You never did. Make me sad? Maybe. Make me mad? Absolutely but never disappointed. Never.”

“You make me regret even more not being able to control myself back then.”

“Don’t. It’s perfectly understandable why you couldn’t.”

“Still... I missed the occasion to see you wearing that Indiana Jones costume in bed. I so wanted to use the whip on you.”

“The occasion will present itself again. Especially if you buy one for mother. I saw her try mine once and she was quite pleased with how she looked.”

“I’ll buy one immediately back on the ship.”

“Take one for her size though. The bust part was a bit small.” she said with a teasing smirk.

“Then it's the perfect size.” smiled back Rick.





He kissed her again and let her go back to work, despite being quite late. He too had some things to do and despite his desire to laze around in his bed he couldn’t. Picking up the food and the dirty packaging he waved her goodbye and left for the Normandy. On the way he met Shepard and her team back from her recruitment mission which was successful as a Drell was with them. As he entered the ship he threw the food to Joker who snorted at the sight of the kid’s menu and thanked him.



Rick went back to his quarters, leaving Shepard to give a tour of the SR-2 to the new member of the crew. Sitting down at his desk he checked the numbers for the anti-recoil system he was working on. Everything seemed in order, that is for the M-6 Carniflex as it was the weapon he began to work on. The difficulty of the system was to make it adaptable to all weapons. In itself having the system recognize which gun it was on wasn’t difficult, a simple reading of the Id from the software was enough, but producing a counter-balance force that varies from weapon to weapon was entirely something else. He needed Tali’s talents for that. There was no way he could, with his knowledge, create the system himself. He wouldn’t even know how to put it with the thermal clip around to take most of the place.What he could do however is calculate a new power output limit for the weapon that would not out-balance the heat generation of each shotIt was a Rick lost in his numbers that Tali found when she entered the room.



“I’m sorry I’m late! I was working on the Normandy’s shields and didn’t see the time fly.”

“Hmm?” the man replied, looking up from his terminal to look at his friend.

“I guess I wasn’t the only one focused on work.” she said, punctuated by a chuckle.

“It is that late already?”

“By the planet’s standard time it is 9:11 pm.” The voice of EDI announced.

“Oh! We’re late for our movie night, sorry EDI.”

“That’s alright.”

“What are we watching tonight?” Tali asked.

“The movie randomly selected was The lord of the rings: The fellowship of the ring.”

“Yeah, I’m not watching that without a lot of food and drinks around. And at least one bathroom break.” Rick announced.

“A bathroom break?”

“The movie is 178 minutes long.” EDI explained.

“Keelah...”

“It’s a very good movie though so it’s worth it but sadly I don’t know if my bladder could hold for so long.”



Tali simply nodded and Rick left to get a huge bowl of pop-corn and some bottle of water. He also took along dextro-food for Tali and went back to the room. The quarian was already under the sheet against the wall and left some place for Rick. Getting rid of everything he was wearing minus his shirt, underwear and helmet, he handed her the food he brought and put the bowl of popcorn on his stomach. Seeing her companions both ready, EDI played the movie but quickly put it on pause when Shepard entered the room.



“Rick, do you have a... What are you two doing?” she asked.

“It’s movie night.” Answered Tali.

“What are you watching?”

“What do you need?” Rick cut in, wanting to cut this conversation short to get back to the movie.

“The first movie of the Lord of the rings trilogy.” EDi replied to the commander.

“What is it about?”

“A meek Hobbit from the Shire and eight companions set out on a journey to destroy the powerful One Ring and save Middle-earth from the Dark Lord Sauron.”

“Except for the part of a group fighting a Dark Lord, I didn’t understand anything EDI.”

“It’s a fantasy movie with sword, bow and magic.” explained Rick further.

“Oh nice! Can I join?”

“If you two promise not to fight, I don’t have a problem with it.” announced Tali.

“As long as she doesn’t touch my food I’ll behave.”

“I won’t, now move over!” Shepard said as she began undressing.

“Wow! Wait a minute! What do you think you’re doing?” protested Rick at the sight.

“Getting comfortable?”

“I hope you’re not thinking of going under the sheet in your underwear or worse, naked.”

“Why not? You sure are.”

“That’s my room and I...” He didn’t finish his sentence as Tali put a big handful of popcorn into his mouth.

“Just pick one of his shirts in the back and wear it.”



Rick turned to look at his best friend who just shrugged. She didn’t need to see his face to know that he was scowling but she didn’t care.



“What do you want from me anyway?” Rick asked again to the redhead that was behind them.

“I wanted to talk about Miranda but that can wait until tomorrow.”



As she came back from behind, she dropped her folded clothes on his desk chair. Rick saw quickly that the only thing that Shepard was wearing was his shirt that reached her mid-tight. He couldn’t see any panties line and the juggling of her breasts indicated that clearly she wasn’t wearing a bra either.



“I’m burning that shirt tomorrow.”

“Why?” Shepard asked, puzzled.

“Because you’re not wearing anything under it!”

“So? Do you have any idea how liberating it is to remove Alliance’s standard underwear? The bra is awful! After a day of action the girls need to be free.”

“She got a point there, Rick. Underwear is awful. Did you think I wore some under my suit? Nuh-huh.”

“See?”

“I’m surrounded by perverts.” lamented Rick.

“You’re kidding right?” Tali replied with a flat tone.

“With all the shit you got on with Ashley it’s the pot calling the kettle black.” added the commander.

“At least EDI isn’t like you.”

“Technically my core is not covered by anything. By definition I am naked too.”

“... Just play the damn movie.” he ordered in a bitter and defeated tone.







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Tali was the first to wake up in the morning. She took a few moments to really come to when she noticed that this morning something was different. Turning herself around she immediately knew what it was. Rick wasn’t spooning her (and poking her) as he usually did. Instead, a very naked Shepard was sprawled on Rick, resting her head on his chest and was drooling a bit onto it.



Keelah! This is a disaster waiting to happen. I better get away and fast. How did Shepard end up naked in the first place?!



Not waiting to find out the answer to her question, she got out of bed as stealthily as she could. She certainly didn’t want to wake them up and witness the figurative explosion. She took a quick picture of the situation for posterity and went to the engineering room for a morning check up before breakfast. She wished a good morning to Daniels and Donelly and went to her terminal. She hadn't been at her post for a minute before the apocalypse started.

A loud and deep masculine yell was heard surprising the two other engineers in the room with her and making her flinch.



“What was that?” asked Kenneth.

“You don’t want to know.” Replied Tali trying her best to ignore what’s happening a room over.

“YOU DROOLED ON ME!” the male voice was heard again.

“I DID NOT!” This time the voice was female.

“WHAT’S THIS THEN? AND WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU NAKED?!

“DON’T LOOK PERVERT!”

“THERE IS NOTHING I HAVEN’T ALREADY SEEN YOU EXHIBITIONIST!”

“EXHIBITIONIST?! I’M NOT THE ONE PARADING NAKED DURING THE NIGHT!”

“WILL YOU TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP?!” a third voice yelled.

“Ooooh. Jack is in the middle of it now, we’re doomed.” Gabriella said.

“We should run.” proposed Kenneth.

“Great idea.”



On those words Tali exited the engine room and met Jack who was on her way to give her roomie and the commander a piece of her mind. She grabbed her arm and dragged her towards the elevator.



“What are you doing?!” the bald woman protested, but quickly shut up when Tali showed her the picture she had taken.

“Damn!”



Jack had been briefed on the explosive relationship between Rick and Shepard, and while she found it funny she didn’t want to be in the middle of it. As the foursome entered the elevator more yells were heard.



“WHY WOULD I UNDRESS YOU?! I BARELY RESISTED THE TEMPTATION TO BLIND MYSELF LAST TIME I SAW YOU WITHOUT ANYTHING!”

“I CERTAINLY DIDN’T UNDRESS MYSELF! NEITHER WOULD I STRADDLE YOU ON MY OWN VOLITION!”

“OH YEAH?! DO YOU SEE ANYONE ELSE HERE?!”

“WELL THERE IS...”

““TALI !!!””

Hearing her name, the quarian quickly pushed the button for the crew deck repeatedly hoping that the door of the elevator would close faster. Thankfully just as she heard the door to her room open, the one of the elevators closed.



“Ballsy of you.” Jack said with a smirk.

“I didn’t do anything. I woke up and they were already like that.”

“Like what?”

“You don’t want to know, Kenneth.” Gabriella said, elbowing him.

“Whether you did it or not, you’re toasted.” Jack said, making Tali growl in frustration.

“It’s alright Miss Zorah, I have a recording innocenting you.” EDI announced.

“Keelah! Thank you EDI.”

“No shit! Can we see?!

“I’m sorry Jack but I do not share the privacy of the members of the crew.”



She began with just the head, her tongue swirling around it, paying great attention to stimulate the underside of his cock while at the same time sucking it. Her lips were puffed and locked around it and very slowly glided down to take more of the shaft. Bit by bit she took more and more of his cock into her mouth taking time to adjust to the girth in awfully unhurried speed. When she finally reached a third of the log stretching her mouth she realize couldn’t get it into her throat the way she wanted, she needed his help to push more of it forward and she didn’t want that. Instead She removed it from her mouth and went off the bed to get on her knees in front of him. Looking up she focused her eyes on him with a lustful gaze and resumed her previous action without blinking. When she reached the point where he entered her throat again, she closed her eyes and forced herself to take a few inches more. At the two third mark, she found out she couldn’t go farther and began bobbing her head up and down, her tongue out and caressing the underside of his shaft, drooling abundantly. It was messy, her drool was absolutely everywhere, from all around her mouth to the carpet she was kneeling on.

She deepthroated him one more time and held the position for a while before retreating to take air in her lungs. Thick threads of saliva were linking her mouth to his cock while she tried to catch her breath. Her eyes went wide when she heard him issue a new order.



“Take all of it.”



She looked at him to see if was joking. She couldn’t tell of course, with the helmet, but his demeanor indicated that he wasn’t. Lowering her gaze, she went cross-eyed, looking at his cock that was way too close. Putting her hands at his base, she obeyed without a second thought. When she reached the farthest she could she took his hands and put it on her head, gratifying him with a look that pleaded for him to do it.

He didn’t even nod and just pushed her head down as he pushed his pelvis forward. He was relentless and didn’t bring her up to breath a single time and went on and on until her nose touched his lower stomach. She had tears in her eyes ruining her eyeliner. When she couldn’t take it anymore she tapped his thigh and he brought her back up all the way where she coughed a bit and tried to catch her breath again.



“Open wide and finish me.”



As soon as she could she did. She grabbed his cock with both hands and began jacking him off furiously, while her mouth was opened as far as she could and her tongue out. After less than a minute he finally erupted on her face. The first stream landed right in the middle of her face, from her forehead down to her left cheek, the second went a bit more left, drowning her eyes. Moving her hands to redirect his cock she ended up with her face completely glazed. It was only with the fifth and sixth streams which were less powerful that she got some of his cum into her mouth and tongue.



“Don’t swallow. Keep it in your mouth, savor it.”



She closed her mouth and did as instructed, swirling her tongue in the hot baby batter that she had earned after a lot of work. She finally could have a taste of what those heavy balls she loved to have in her mouth contained.



“Show me.”



She raised her head back and opened her mouth obediently.



“Swallow.” he ordered and she did and loved every second of it.





“Get on the bed. On your back. Show me how flexible you are.”



You didn’t have to tell her twice. Miranda quickly got on the bed eager to finally have the monster she had been serving for the past ten minutes inside her very hungry pussy. She was so wet that she left a puddle of fluid on the carpet. Fixing him with her eyes she spread her legs and raised them as high as she could before grabbing them with her hands and pulling them down on each side of her head, raising her ass on the pressing and putting her pussy and asshole on display.



“Good.” said Rick as he got on the bed too.



Getting on his knees he moved forward and let his still erect cock rest on her pussy, doing some back and forth with his length, separating her lips.



“You want it, don’t you?”



Miranda was about to answer vocally when she remembered that pets don’t speak and simply nodded in consequence.



“Talk. Tell me what you want.”

“FUCK ME! RUIN ME WITH YOUR FUCK-STICK!” she yelled as she moved her hips up and down along his length.

“In one thrust or slow?”

“SLOW PLEASE!”

“Very well.”



He put his hands on the back of her thighs and placed his cock at her entrance. As asked, he slowly penetrated her. Inch after inch, he fed her hungry cunt everything he had until their pelvis collided.



“YEEEESSSS!”

He didn’t move but instead let Miranda adjust to him and enjoyed the sensation. He unwillingly compared the brunette’s pussy to the two women he had bedded in his life. Ashely and his wife. While she was a bit tighter than the former Miranda couldn’t hold a candle against his wife. Perhaps because his decision wasn’t just physical but also emotional. In the end however, it didn’t matter, being inside the Cerberus agent felt extremely good and he could barely stop himself from pounding away with everything he had. Instead he lowered himself, put his hands around her and kissed the woman he was now empaling, not caring one bit that his cum was still on her face. Miranda answered in earnest and put so much tongue in her kiss that for a moment he thought she was trying to give him a throat exam. It was her that broke the kiss though.



“FUCK ME! FUCK ME!”



Rick didn’t say anything and just pulled back before slowly thrusting into Miranda’s delight. Every time his cock was ready to leave her pussy her folds stuck to it and tried their very best to pull his cock back in. That was entirely unnecessary on their parts but Rick loved the sensation. After a few minutes, Miranda begged him to really give it to her, which he obliged. He moved his hands to find some support with her ankles and began to thrust with everything she had, making her scream in pleasure and delight every time he hit her cervix. Finally, he changed his hand's location again to paw at her big breasts bringing them to his mouth. He licked and kissed every inch of them at first until he began to leave hickeys and bite marks while playing with her nipples with his fingers. Rolling them, pulling at them, pinching them and bit them one or twice.



“I’M GONNA.. I’M GONNA.”



She warned and Rick put even more effort in what he was doing. That lasted a few more minutes until he buried himself as deep as he could, his cock trying to pry open her cervix to reach her womb and unloaded everything he had. His orgasm started her own; her body began to shake as she screamed loudly until it became a silent one. Rick maintained the position way past the point of him being empty allowing Miranda to ride her orgasm without interruptions. When he felt her body relax and go limp, he slowly retracted himself from her folds bringing back with him her legs and put them back down on the bed. He was proud to see her pussy completely stretched and could see far inside. The sight of his cum slowly running down her cunt then down her asshole onto the bed made his cock twitch and fuelled his lust for a third round. Once again her breath was ragged but he didn’t care, he moved next to her head and put his cock across her face. Not needing an invitation, Miranda began to clean him up on instinct. She wasn’t all there after all her mind muddled in her post-orgasmic bliss, she couldn’t think at all.

She did such a good job that in no time Rick was hard again, moving around to the end of the bed he flipped her over on her stomach.



“Raise your ass.”

“...”



Unfortunately for him, Miranda was still in lala-land and didn’t hear him one bit. She came too when she felt a sharp pain on her right ass cheek. Looking back she saw Rick and his cock at the ready, his hand on her ass.



“Raise your ass.”



Hearing him this time, she bit her lips. She wasn’t sure if she should or could endure more of him. One thing for sure she will feel sore tomorrow morning and perhaps for a few days. In the end she decided that she wanted more and that she could and will handle it, so she raised her ass high up in the air while burying her head into the bed. She felt his hands gently caressing the ass she was so proud of. She could feel the leftovers of his climax running down her thighs and along the anticipation of her next mind-shattering orgasm she felt bold and began to shake her ass from right to left.



“If you insist, pet, I’ll make this pussy mine.”

And in one thrust he buried all of himself inside of her.

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When Miranda came to, the sun was beginning to rise, it took her a moment to clear her head and remember the activities from the previous night. She had a lot of questions about herself that she never thought she would have and she needed answers. When she felt a small push inside of her any cloud left that was obstructing her mind went away. Only then could she finally notice the situation she was in. Still laying on her front, being crushed by a heavy weight. The most important thing was the log embedded in her cunt, trying to reach her womb.



‘Did we fall asleep, like that?’ she wondered.



She felt absolutely worn out, but completely satisfied and content. Well mostly content as she felt very sore. While she loved the feel of Rick's cock inside of her, she currently felt uncomfortable with it. Using her ass, she bumped it up to wake her partner.



‘I hope he won’t ask for another round. Or rather, order me for it.’



That was one of the questions she had. Why had she been so submissive to him? She didn’t protest, she didn’t fight, she simply obeyed him without questions.

‘He said he knew my type, maybe he knows?”



Hitting him with her ass again but this time stronger, Rick finally woke up.



“Good morning.”

“Good morning, pet.”

“Do you mind getting off of me?”

“Not at all.”



He raised himself on his arms and slowly pulled out from her pussy making her wince. Once done he simply lay on his back besides her and pulled her towards him. Miranda’s head landed on his shoulder and he began caressing her lower back sensually. Both enjoyed the moment in silence until Miranda couldn’t hold herself back up anymore and broke it.



“How did you know?”

“Hmm?”

“That I needed someone to take control of me? I still can’t wrap my head around it. It’s so... not me.”

“Because you’re a lot like my wife for one. She too was a leader with plenty of responsibility, a lot of stress and a lot of crucial decisions to make. Often she needed to unwind, to not make decisions, to not be in charge, but to mindlessly do what she was told to do. To put her brain on OFF. You remind me a lot of her.”

“I do?”

“Uh-huh. Same hair color, same eye color. An uncanny ability to lead and get her subordinates moved their asses.”

“So you asked me for sex because I looked like her?”

“No. The resemblance stopped there.”

“How are we different?”

“In a lot of ways. None are appropriate to say except perhaps that she had a great sense of humor.”



Miranda took some time to think about what he said, especially the “none are appropriate to say’ part but let it go. She knew she would not tell him and while she was curious she didn’t think it would do her any good to know.

“She was a lot taller too. She beat you there with her 6”2 .”

“You said ‘for one.’, what’s for two?”

“Your father was an oppressive and abusive asshole, you ran away young with a baby, shouldering responsibilities that no teenager should have. From then on, between your job in Cerberus and constantly keeping an eye on your sister you keep piling even more responsibilities. It’s not far-fetched for you to have a deep subconscious desire to somehow be back to doing what you’ve been told all your younger days and have it easy?”





Miranda was pensive for a moment and couldn’t come to an answer.



“The real question is. Did it bother you? Did it make you uncomfortable?”



She had to admit, it didn’t, to both. She felt good, better than she ever did during a sex session and it wasn’t just because of what Rick has between his legs. He was authoritative and controlling but he certainly didn’t push her to act. He just ordered and let her obey. So unlike some men she had the unpleasantness to meet. In a way she was willingly giving control of the situation while at the same time was free to take it back. Both in control and not. The idea satisfied her greatly.



“I guess not. Quite the contrary. Was it like that for her?”

“No. Well... Sometimes. She was more of a ‘take control from me’. There was a lot of wrestling.”



Once again she began to think about the situation. In the end what mattered was if she liked it or not. She did and wanted to explore more this side of her she didn’t know she had. The only thing she wasn’t sure was Rick calling her ‘pet’.



“Can... we do that again?”

“Straddle me.”

“What?” she asked, puzzled and raising her head and looking at his helmet.

“Straddle me, pet.”



She moved her body and straddled his midsection, putting her hands on his chest to support herself while she felt his hard and very erected cock lodge itself between her asscheeks. She hopes she wasn’t asking for another round because her pussy was out of order for a while.



“So you want for us to be fuck buddies then?” asked Rick, putting his own hands on her ass and moving them up her hips then side before taking a good handful of her chest.

“Yes.”

“Do you truly? Do you really want me to come in your quarters and have my way with you?” he added as he began to play with her nipples.

“Yes.” she said as she started to get hot.

“To bend you over your desk?”

“Yes.” She pictured that happening in her mind and felt even more aroused.

“To plow you into your chair until you need help to get out of it?”

“Yes!” she said louder as she began to move her pussy back and forth against his body at the idea.

“To make you kneel in front of me?”

“Yes!”

“To make you choke on my cock?”

“YES!” This time, the tone of her voice went higher in the middle of her answer as one of his hands rubbed her clit.

“To fuck you like a two credit whore?”

“YEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSS!” she screamed in ecstasy as she came from her clit being pinched hard.



To Rick's surprise, Miranda squirted a bit. She was too, when she got down from her high and looked at the mess she created.



“That... never happened before.”

“You must have been really aroused, to come like that and so fast.”

“Yes.” she answered as she got up from him. “I’m sorry about the mess.”

“Meh it’s fine. I take it as I see it, that I did a very good job.”

“You did.”

“Good. And yes I’d be your fuck buddy, though don’t hesitate to call me if you are the one in need. It’s a two-way relationship.”



Miranda nodded and watched him get off the bed and walked towards the bathroom for a shower. She let herself fall down on her back and thought about the last 24 hours of her life and what the short term future had in store for her.



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Minus the discovery of her submissive trait, Miranda shared everything with Shepard who seemed to be hot if the red on her face was any indication.



“How... How much of what you told me is true?”



The brunette simply smiled smugly and avoided the question.



“I’m tired Shepard, so if you don’t mind I’d like to catch some more sleep.”



The redhead wanted to protest as she opened her mouth, but decided otherwise. She stood up and thanked Miranda before exiting the room.



I really need to find myself another dildo. Was the thought on her mind.