u/LenaAran

Full Fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/10683717?view_full_work=true

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Cora couldn’t believe she was doing this. She couldn’t believe she was sitting on a couch owned by Sarissa Theris, hero turned traitor, exchanging hot kisses that tasted like cheap wine.

Going back to Sarissa’s Nexus apartment hadn’t been planned. They had talked—really talked—back at Pathfinder Headquarters, while Cora gazed out one of the windows at the bustling activity of Operations below, because it was easier that way. A few hours ago, she hadn’t even wanted to meet Sarissa’s eyes. Now, their lips were joined in a searing kiss.

When the office had closed, they still hadn’t finished their conversation. Sarissa had invited her over… a bottle of Thessian Red had come out…

She wasn’t quite sure how they had gone from drinking to making out, but she wasn’t disappointed about it, either. Not exactly. Sarissa’s mouth was sweet but firm, with a tongue that knew how to take control without pressing too far in.

“Cora…”

She blinked, staring into Sarissa’s light grey eyes. Had she actually said something, or had that husky voice only been in Cora’s head?

“Cora, are you sure?”

Am I sure? 

It was a question Cora hadn’t really stopped to consider. There were certainly many reasons she shouldn’t start something like this now: the Archon and the kett for one, her broken faith in Sarissa for another. But with Sarissa’s face hovering so close to hers, tense with concern, none of those reasons seemed very convincing.

She started to say ‘Yes’, but the word stuck in her throat. Honestly, it wasn’t the sex she was confused about. It was Sarissa herself. If it had been any other asari… any other commando…

“Okay, something’s definitely on your mind.”

Sarissa leaned away from her, and Cora suddenly found herself disappointed. She missed the asari’s mouth against hers—the pressure and warmth and taste. Her heart was confused, but her body definitely knew what it wanted. Heat was already pooling between her legs, and neither of them had even taken a scrap of clothing off.

“I don’t think I want to stop,” Cora said as Sarissa’s eyes searched her face for some kind of answer. “It’s just… been a while.”

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“Tickle?” Cora repeated. Great job, Harper. Pretend you’re a brain-dead parrot. “Well… in my experience… no? As long as you keep it trimmed.” She herself preferred to be trimmed up top and shaved on the bottom, but she didn’t really want to get into a detailed explanation for a completely hairless species’ benefit.

“You’re embarrassing her, Kalia,” Valenza said with a sigh. She gave Cora a sympathetic look—and, to Cora’s utter shock, she tweaked one of Kalia’s nipples in teasing chastisement.

Kalia didn’t seem to mind. “I was just curious. I am a part-time doctor, after all…”

“You’re a field medic, and this doesn’t fall under your medical purview,” Valenza pointed out.

“Technically, perhaps not. But it’s within my, shall we say, sphere of interest.”

Valenza flicked a finger over Kalia’s other nipple before getting back to her shower. “Yes, well, Goddess knows you’ve got plenty of interests .”

“Can you blame me for this one? This is the first time Talein’s Daughters have had an alien member. I want to know more.”

“Well, I’m honored to be your first.” Even as she said the words, Cora realized the double entendre they contained. Of course, it’s not exactly the most solemn moment I spoiled. On the other side of the showers, her commanding officer was rapidly approaching a climax. Talisa’s hands were locked around Janae’s head, her hips thrusting forward as she took her pleasure. It should have been mortifying, hearing her low groans, but instead they sent shivers of desire through Cora. So riveting were they that she scarcely noticed Kalia crossing the locker room to take up a position next to her. She did, however, snap to attention when the medic asked her next question.

“And what about you, Cora Harper? Are you curious about the ‘aliens’ you’re serving with?”

As if the context didn’t make Kalia’s meaning clear enough, her words were accompanied by a smile that was far from the friendly ones she’d been offering earlier.  Cora swallowed hard, finding herself looking at Kalia with new eyes.

The medic was definitely beautiful, though that was hardly saying much when it came to asari.  That didn’t mean they were all the same, though. Kalia was slimmer than some of the more muscled commandos, with skin a rare, but lovely shade of purple, and dark violet eyes that were currently filled with mischief. Trails of water flowed down her skin, and Cora couldn’t help following them as they snaked their way along her body.

“Well, Lieutenant Harper?” Valenza asked. “I believe Kalia asked you a question.”

“Uh yeah,” Cora finally mumbled, her mouth seeming to move independently of her brain. “I am curious. About the asari, I mean. Your culture is certainly very interesting.”

“Just our culture?” Kalia took a step toward her, their bodies now close enough that it was more than just the heat of the shower that Cora could feel.

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Kalia’s hands didn’t stay still for long. They began to roam all the way up Cora’s back until they found the nape of her neck. “Your hair’s so interesting,” Kalia said, running her fingers over the shortest part of Cora’s undercut. “The way it holds water…”

Cora shuddered. Kalia’s soft massage of her scalp felt better than expected. Better still was the way Kalia’s firm breasts pressed up against her shoulder blades from behind. And then there was Valenza, stroking along her jaw with a thumb, dipping down for another kiss before she could respond to Kalia’s statement. At the same time, Kalia’s mouth began wandering along her neck, hitting several sensitive spots.

With two sets of lips kissing her and two sets of hands roaming across her body, Cora felt strangely helpless. Trapped between the two asari, she couldn’t do much more than enjoy herself—and maybe that was okay. She gasped as one of Valenza’s hands moved down to cup her breasts, just brushing a sensitive tip. At the same time, one of Kalia’s hands snaked around her hip, teasing the sensitive strip of skin across her lower abdomen.

“May I?” she whispered beside Cora’s ear.

It was a struggle for Cora not to swallow her own tongue. Instead of talking, the best she could manage was a quick nod, but fortunately it still conveyed her consent. Kalia’s hand slid down into the tuft of hair she’d been so interested in before and her fingers teased through it, playing with the wet curls.

Cora shuddered with anticipation, but it was hard to focus on any one thing. Valenza’s hands were roaming over her breasts, and unlike some of Cora’s past lovers, the asari didn’t paw at them, instead caressing and stroking with a deft touch. She alternated between the stiff nipples and the soft flesh surrounding them, sending more heat flooding between Cora’s legs.

And yet, Kalia soon grabbed Cora’s attention once more. Her fingers reached Cora’s sex, probing the already-sticky folds. “Interesting,” she whispered in Cora’s ear. “Not quite the same as us, but you’re remarkably similar.”

An image of herself kneeling between Kalia’s legs, finding out more about those similarities and differences, sprung into Cora’s head, but though it was delicious, reality was too good to abandon for long. Kalia had found her clit, and as her fingers ran down its length, a bolt of pleasure shot straight up Cora’s spine.

“Ah, there we go,” Kalia purred. Cora had no chance to reply, because Valenza chose that moment to lean in for another kiss, trapping a low moan with the heat of her mouth. Cora’s legs felt as if they were turning to jelly, but there was no danger of falling over, the two asari keeping her upright even as they pleasured her. Kalia was swiftly establishing a smooth rhythm, tracing circles across Cora’s clit while Valenza toyed with her nipples.

Their mouths were no less active. Kalia kept nipping at her ears, another bit of human anatomy she seemed to find fascinating, while Valenza drew back to plant more kisses along the length of Cora’s neck. Cora wasn’t normally a passive lover, but in the face of this combined offensive, she was having trouble doing anything but feel , let alone reciprocate.

Still, pride demanded she make some kind of effort. Her arms looped around Valenza’s broad back, trying to get a feel for the smooth, wet skin. She ran her hands down its length, cupping the firm swell of Valenza’s buttocks. The commando groaned, but Cora wasn’t able to keep up her exploration. Kalia had drifted further south, her fingers pushing against Cora’s entrance.

“Yes, inside,” Cora mumbled, finding her words for an instant before Valenza’s thumb across her nipple took them away again. The motion coaxed still more wetness out of Cora, and her body opened up easily, Kalia’s fingers sliding in all the way to the second knuckle. All Cora could manage now were a series of incoherent whimpers, clutching onto Valenza for support.

Valenza brought a hand up to stroke the side of Cora’s face affectionately. “You know, you look beautiful like this. Doesn’t she look beautiful, Kalia?”

“She does. And she feels even better.” Kalia hooked her fingers inside of Cora, pressing them against her inner walls, and whatever remained of Cora’s balance failed. She slumped forward into Valenza’s arms, crying out, even while Kalia found the swollen spot she’d been looking for. Cora’s inner walls fluttered frantically, her clit throbbing against the heel of Kalia’s hand.

“ Fuck ,” she muttered. “I—I…” She couldn’t find any more words, not that her new lovers seemed to mind.

“I know,” Valenza said. “Go on. Let go.”

Kalia didn’t say anything, but her actions spoke clearly enough. She pressed against Cora’s back, her fingers sliding deeper with every long stroke she made.

Still, Cora tried to hold back. She had never risen this fast before, and the speed of her ascent was somewhat terrifying. Everything was new and different—being touched by asari, two asari at once—and her mind was spinning with a hundred different sensations. Sorting them out was impossible. All she could do was cling to Valenza and enjoy the ride as Kalia’s fingers curled inside her.

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“Will do,” Cora muttered, unable to say more once Janae resumed her explorations. Janae licked back and forth between Cora’s inner thighs before finding a spot she particularly liked. That she kissed harder, tugging on the soft skin with her teeth. The sudden pressure made Cora gasp. Janae might have been young for an asari, but she clearly had practice. Her mouth continued charting a course upward, and even though Cora couldn’t see her clearly with Kalia in the way, the heat of Janae’s breath and the glide of her wet tongue made Cora acutely aware of where she was.

Cora’s clit twitched with anticipation and she spread her legs wider, giving Janae room to work. In the past, one orgasm had usually been enough for her, but now Cora was greedy for more. Warm lips wrapped around her clit and Cora groaned. She wanted to caress the side of Janae’s head and show her appreciation, but Kalia was in the way. Above her, Cora could hear the doctor’s breathing, sharp and hungry. It was clear she needed what she’d been promised, and Cora had gotten seriously distracted by her own pleasure.

Greed is not a virtue , she reminded herself. Digging her fingers into Kalia’s hips, Cora lifted her head once more. She ran her tongue through Kalia’s silky folds, seeking out the ridge of her clit once more. Kalia gasped at the contact, hips gyrating in an effort to increase the pressure.

It wasn’t easy for Cora to keep up with her pace, especially when Janae got started in earnest, sucking gently on Cora’s clit while her tongue flicked back and forth across its length. Still, she did her best. Her training had taught her how to keep her focus when she was distracted. Even though I suspect this isn’t what Sergeant Connors had in mind back in Basic.

Cora slid her tongue across Kalia’s clit, trying out different angles until she found the one that produced the most satisfying moans. Once she had the right spot, she stuck with it, retracing her route back and forth across the ridge until Kalia cried out above her.

Keeping her rhythm simple and steady helped her keep going in spite of Janae’s dodged efforts. Cora’s hips bucked and thrashed, but Janae didn’t lose contact even for an instant, her every stroke generating fresh waves of pleasure. Cora moaned, the vibrations against her azure only seeming to make Kalia enjoy herself more. Sticky fluid dripped out of her, glazing Cora’s chin, and the fingers in her hair tightened. Cora didn’t mind the pressure. It was a sign that, at least for a novice, she wasn’t doing badly.

Nor was she the only one enjoying herself. Out of the corner of her eye, Cora could see Nisira and Valenza locked in a passionate embrace. Two of Nisira’s fingers were pumping in and out of Valenza, while Valenza gripped her commanding officer’s back. In the midst of her own passion, Cora no longer found the sight embarrassing or inappropriate, only arousing.