Morinth couldn't believe it; she survived the suicide mission. More than that, everyone somehow managed to make it through to the other side. It was all thanks to the Commander's desirable ability to command under pressure and think of tactical strategies to help hone them into a well polished fighting machine. The experience was both terrifying to behold of what the Collectors were capable and the daunting precedent of what the Reapers wanted all life in the cosmos to end up as.
 
In a way, she envied how easily they processed organic life to sustain them and reproduce themselves in a way as darkly symbiotic that they needed living genes in order to propagate. It was easy to imagine why Reapers have evolved this way, to ensure they would create numbers rivaling any fleet that they'd come to harvest. Even the deaths of a handful of Reapers would be trite compared to the bulk of the armada they consisted of.
 
As she reeled in the implications her exhausted body began to hunger. Of course she had abstained, knowing any hint of treachery could mean her imminent demise from the hands of an angry Shepard, let alone the rest of the crew who possessed strong wills. However, she had deceived them as Samara for long enough that she had begun to intimately initiate friendships that she sure could use to get the others over to her side.
 
Not only was this hunger for more power, but it was a lust for the greatest kind of sex none could compare to the rest of the galaxy. Her Ardat Yakshi biology made her an apex predator and an evolutionary defect that her kind would sooner lock away or eliminate given the chance. Given how ready her mother was to reduce her to a pulpy mass, it was a miracle how she could've survived against someone as formidable as a veteran Justicar.
 
Her first victim had to be someone who knew the psychology of the whole crew well. Despite having conversed with Kasumi, Miranda, and a scant amount of Jack, she didn't have enough information to initiate a seduction. Given how intimate Chambers was to every member of the crew, she decided to chance her approach when they docked for repairs after the Collector Base. They were said to arrive at Omega in a few hours and from there, they'd have a good few days to have everyone mingle and leave the Cerberus vessel.
 
Meaning she could sink her fangs into Kelly sooner rather than later.
 
The hours drifted by as she lounged about with a fidgeting fervor. The Commander was either too busy processing everything that happened from the mission or had completely forgotten her existence for a short while. As the ship's systems were still under maintanenance, that meant the bugs that were used to keep everyone under surveilance was offline. Until they got the people to patch up the ship, she was virtually silent.
 
Slinking off, she made a quick stop at the elevator and approached Kelly from behind. She was busy tapping away at one of the only working terminals on the ship, and it was the one she used to catalogue everything for the Commander to process. Surprisingly, despite the small sounds of the elevator's door whooshing, Kelly didn't seem to notice her approach from behind.
 
Or so she thought.
 
"Oh, Samara," She turned around, Morinth recoiling her hand and almost losing herself in the moment. It was enough that Kelly blinked, as if she had mistook something 'odd' about the Asari. Inwardly the Ardat Yakshi was a bit wary of how insightful the human woman was. Despite being young and woefully naive her degree in psychology armed her with a view on interspecies communication to a degree she could immediately tell there was something amiss.
 
Fortunately, however, Kelly seemed to shrug it off, smiling endearingly as she melodiclaly inquired, "Was there something you wished to talk about? I know we haven't had a chance to speak since...well...whatever happened on Omega awhile ago. I know the Commander said not to pry, but I've been worried about you."
 
Morinth thought her sweetness was so delicious. She knew something was off but her belief in the crew kept her from suspecting anything foul. Of all the people who could discern her true nature it was Kelly that seemed to understand the least. Plus, the trauma she endured from the Collectors must have taken a toll...perhaps she could pry into that?
 
"Actually, I was wanting to check on you," She intoned, perfectly emulating her mother's deep, smooth bass of a tone. "I know you being taken by the Collectors has left you shaken. It is not an easy thing to overcome. Such an experience could break lesser people, yet you stand and prevail despite it. It's remarkable for sure, but I hope you aren't curbing your fears through tireless work."
 
The ginger's eyes flickered, memories flashing undoubtedly amidst her gaze. Her skin paled and she quivered in place, anxiety was about to take hold. Just before she was about to stammer out something incoherent, Morinth intervened.
 
"Miss Chambers?" She raised her voice, maintaining her persona if only barely as she grabbed hold of the young woman's shoulders.
 
"I-I...I'm sorry," She shivered, her hands fidgeting at her sides and shaking in place from what was likely a relived trauma. "I guess...I haven't been getting much sleep. And with the ship docked, I was in the middle of finishing up an itinerary for EDI to get in touch with the right suppliers. I've been trying to keep focused but, I guess I still need time."
 
"I understand," The Asari intoned, releasing her grip -reluctantly- from the girl's slender arms. "If you want to talk, perhaps I do have some things to help you cope with the tragedy you avoided by the skin of your teeth."
 
"That's sweet of you," Kelly intoned, flashing a forced smile as she tried to avert her gaze from 'Samara'. "But I really should-"
 
"I'm not saying not now," The Ardat Yakshi raised a hand up, cutting her off much to Kelly's surprise. Still, despite how it may have seem out of character, she lowered her hand and neutrally insisted with a gesture of her hand. "Join me when you're finished. This mission has taken a toll on all of us. There are still things I wish to discuss and I prefer to do it within the privacy of my quarters."
 
"Oh, of course!" She immediately lit up, the prospect of finding out more about Samara the Justicar brightening up her eyes right away. "I'll finish up right away and meet you down in just a bit."
 
Morinth had to suppress the urge to smile.
 
~~~~~~~
 
Kelly finally emerged from the elevator, datapad in hand, ready to jot down some notes for the dossier. It had been some time since she had communicated efficiently with Samara. She had been quite forthcoming during the first few legs of their journey. It wasn't until after that trip to Omega, Post-Horizon mission, that she truly had a sudden shift of being open to being closed off.
 
Perhaps something had happened she wished to not discuss? She couldn't figure it out. She tried talking to Miranda but she didn't seem concerned since it had nothing to detract from her fighting capabilities. Mentioning it to Shepard had only gotten a hint that something did happen but the woman persisted that she just relax and she'd eventually open up to her.
 
Things didn't make sense. What did Samara do with the Commander that required them to be alone? Was it linked to the dangerous criminal they were hunting? Why was she getting a cold chill sweeping up her spine any time she was near the Justicar ever since that time spent on the Terminus System station?
 
Shaking her head, she stopped just short of the Starboard Observatory. She knew she was just overthinking things. The time she spent overthinking was almost her undoing within the pod the Collectors stuffed her in. Perhaps some quality one on one time with some of the field team will do her some good.
 
Entering in the ship's library, she peeked in to see Samara at her usual place. Meditating with a serene composure, with a swirl of biotic energy dancing between her upraised palms. As she walked a bit more assuredly inside, she stopped short of a few meters, waiting for a response.
 
"Miss Chambers?"
 
She heard her name spoken with such formality from such a beautiful voice was almost a compliment in of itself. However, she liked the informal approach and despite her best efforts, she had been stonewalled from getting a first name basis with her crewmate.
 
Sighing, Kelly walked up and said with insistence, "Please, Samara, it's Kelly. I prefer if we are a bit more informal after everything's that happened."
 
A sigh made in return, the Biotic display was muted and her aura flared only for a moment before disappearing. Standing upright, the Asari turned around and smiled, her crystal blue eyes staring deeply into hers. It was such a beautiful pair of eyes that Kelly found herself staring a lot longer than she thought she would.
 
"Okay, Kelly," Her voice ebbed out, syrupy and succulent, unlike from before. Her expression deepened with a wicked smile, fetching yet intimidating. A certain kind of heat was released from the Asari's pale complexion and before the red haired woman knew it, she was no longer standing in front of the Samara she thought she knew. It felt like a compeltely different person was speaking now!
 
"Don't be scared," Morinth spoke, raising a finger up to press against Kelly's lips. The motion had somehow been enough to silence an exclaimation from the red haired girl. She didn't know what was happening but she felt captivated by the sight of this blue-tinted woman's newfound metamorphisis. Her lips quivered as the Asari brushed over her freshly glossed mouth, briefly entering her orifice and pressing down on her tongue.
 
"I have some things I want to confess," She lulled out, her eyes looking down at Kelly's Cerberus uniform with hunger in her blue orbs. As she fed her finger into ginger's mouth, she brushed the backs of her other digits against her face, incurring more shudders from the charmed Yeoman. Placing her other hand around the hem of her shirt, she pulled her against her front, placing a knee in between her groin to brush against it lustfully.
 
It was enough to make Chambers moan.
 
"I'm not Samara," The Ardat Yakshi intoned, leaning forward to place her mouth over Kelly's left ear. "My name is Morinth. I'm her daughter."
 
Suckling her ear into her mouth, she swirled her tongue around the lobe and into the inner entry, bringing out more groans from the mentally overwhelmed woman. Dominated through pheromones, body language and a touch of Biotics, the keen eyes of the Normandy was now hers. She couldn't wait to taste what kind of benefits she'd acquire from her!
 
Pulling her along by the bottom of her uniform's top, she was hauled over onto the plush couch. Hands soon felt up her waist, yanking off her shirt over her submissively raised arms and head, tossed aside to reveal her breasts. Protruding her tongue out, she began to suck on her ample sized mammaries, bringing Kelly to roll her eyes back and bow her body into the suckling of the Asari's mouth. She moaned aloud amply, just as she ministrated the Yeoman's lower half.
 
Fingers slipped into the hem of her pants, finding easy access from thin panties and wrapped around the clitoris. Rubbing the sensitive munds while switching her saliva caked breast for the other dry one, using her other hand to palm the moist melon in a sexy gyration. The red haired woman was feeling herself on the verge of ecstasy; it had been so long, Morinth felt, and she was getting close.
 
"A-AH! MMMMM! UUUUUUUUUUUUNGH!" Kelly Chambers groaned out, her whole body bending in a dexterous 'U' on the couch, much to Morinth's delight. Gripping the armrest of the couch and the head with her hands, she sloughed off sweat and looked flushed in the face. The woman was incredibly aroused and had just experienced her first orgasm in what was likely months.
 
"I'm going to have fun egging you on," Morinth purred, pulling off the pants of Kelly's in a swift motion before she began to tear off her own armor. With the black plating tossed aside, she straddled the woman, letting her womanhood touch hers. Letting Kelly's legs wrap around hers it took all she had to not meld with the woman outright. She knew she wouldn't last if she succumbed just now; there were still things she wanted to know. "Now, Kelly. I've told you my little secret. Why don't you tell me some secrets you know?"
 
~~~~~~
 
Miranda Lawson wondered where Miss Chambers went. The enthusiastic and openly nurturing woman had been emotionally and mentally taxed from the event of the Collector Base. She had decided to keep watch over the ship until the contacts of Aria's. Seeing that the conversation exchanged with the Illusive Man wasn't the most productive she hoped that once the ship was back in working order, her employer would at least see reason in seeing that Shepard destroyed the Collector Base was the right thing to do.
 
After checking the main deck she descended down into the crew deck, looking around where most of the rooms were empty. She wish the cameras were still active so she didn't have to get up and walk around looking. By the time she eliminated the sights of all reliable vectors, she decided to check Samara's room.
 
Though, when she approached it, the door was oddly locked. Blinking, she was tempted to ask EDI what was the holdup only to remember they took her offline for the duration of the upcoming repairs; to avoid getting odd looks from the people fixing the Normandy. Sighing, she raised her Omni-Tool and used her XO Authority to override the lock.
 
As she did so, she heard some noises coming from inside. Her brows furrowed, and her face scrunched up.
 
"Is that, giggling?" She thought, wondering exactly what was going on the inside. This was supposed to be Samara's quarters, and the ship's library. She recognized the voice on the inside as Chambers but who was the other one?
 
Opening the door open, she walked inside and came to an empty centerpiece of the Observatory Room. Blinking, she looked to her left and was stunned at what she was seeing. Kelly was currently straddled in a scissor-like shape, the woman absolutely bristling with sweat and the smell of pheromone infused sex filled the air. She had her lower body wrapped around the Asari's, and was held in a naked embrace against her.
 
"What the bloody Hell is going on?!" Miranda blurted out, feeling her temper flare up despite how disoriented the scene and the smell had left her. Her face was practically crimson and her hands were gripped tight at her sides.
 
However, Samara looked over and smiled; in a way that was definitely not beholden to the Justicar.
 
"Oh hi, Miranda," She drawled out in a lazy, lusty glaze settled over her crystal blue eyes. "Kelly told me so much about you. I'm quite amazed the details someone can learn through intimate contact. For example, did you know that Jack may want to fuck if coerced the right way?"
 
Miranda felt her heart beat faster. This person wasn't the Justicar. The anger that had fueled her initially was giving way to cold fear. They had found out, before recruitment, that Samara was hunting down an Ardat Yakshi. From what she was able to glean in her personal research, they were likened to sexual vampires or comparable to the mythological succubus. The fact that she could see Kelly completely in a daze and enraptured with petting Morinth, she could tell without much information what had happened to the Justicar.
 
"It looks like you are as sharp as Kelly said you are," Morinth intoned, her voice becoming sultry as she leaned back, pushing the red head to lie on the couch as she twisted around to crawl along the length of the plush seating. Miranda's eyes were fixed in a defensive posture, but she couldn't help but admire the sensual slope of the Asari's back down her slender waist and over her well toned ass, leaving supple thighs down muscular calves. Every inch of her was delectable and for whatever the reason, Miranda felt her eyes glazing over and her mouth watering. "I know that look in your eyes, Miranda. You want me. You *need* me."
 
"I...no," She tried to reject it, blinking away and trying to focus on anything else. "That isn't...you aren't...getting to me..."
 
"Come on. Why fight back? I always get what I want," The Ardat Yakshi insisted, now crawling on all fours to the corner of the couch that faced her directly. "And what I want tonight, is you two. After all, look at Kelly," She whipped a humored glance over at Kelly, the red-haired woman grinning with gormless glee as her body heaved with bated breath as she reveled in ecstasy. Turning her head back, she raised her hand up, beckoning Miranda to take it. "She's been enjoying herself. Why can't you?"
 
Despite knowing somewhere in the back of her head this was wrong and she shouldn't give in, her body began to shakily move towards her. It made her heart speed up, her breath quicken and her loins moisten. Her tight outfit was feeling too tight as her body heated up just approaching this sexy goddess given flesh. Just as her eyes met Morinth's, she felt her hand slip into hers, their fingers entwining and palms pressed in an audible squeeze.
 
"Good girl," She purred, grinning with dark satisfaction; following up with a lustful growl. "Now c'mere."
 
Before Miranda knew it, she was hurtled into a sensual embrace between an Ardat Yakshi and herself. Her clothes mashed tightly against the hot, naked skin of the blue tinted alien. The modified human felt her enhanced muscle stretch against her, lying over top on the couch and grinding against one another. Just as she believed this was just the extent of it, she felt Morinth's tongue against her neck.
 
Moaning aloud, the ebony haired woman submitted to the delectable touch of the sexy Asari. Just as the collar was torn off, so too was the blouse removed. It didn't take long for her to be rid of her bra, her breasts entombed by her mouth and her tongue washed over her nipples. Grasping her crests, she bent back, feeling her body awash with pleasure. This shouldn't feel this good, she believed, but every touch was exciting her more and more.
 
Once her pants were undone, she was now bestowed the undeniable pleasures of Morinth's tongue. It gyrated her cleft, brushing expertly against her clitoris and screwed deep inside of her to the point she thought she was genuinely being penetrated. Her legs wrapped around the Asari's face, smothering her into her cunt while she bowed back and gripped the couch with tight clawing fingers. Groaning aloud, her eyes winced shut, teeth biting into her lower lip as she was being ushered into a series of sensations she didn't know were possible.
 
Just as she was about to climax, she was pulled into an upright scissor posture, like she saw the Ardat Yakshi was earlier. Feeling her vagina touch hers brought her an explosion of nirvana. Her mouth opened wide, her hand captured by Morinth's and her eyes looking deep into the Asari's. Bucking her pelvis against hers, their moist sexes sloshed against one another, squelching off and on. Thighs slid over and around each other, sweaty and mounting with ecstasy.
 
"Hah! Hah! Hah!" She heaved, continuing to grind against Morinth without wasting a single second. "Mph! Yes! Oh fuck! This feels too good! Ngh!"
 
"This! Ngh! Is nothing! Hah!" Morinth urged with a dark chuckle between her own pants and huffs. "Just wait, mf! Till we get, hah! To the best part! Ahn!"
 
Miranda didn't know what that meant, but she didn't care. Over and over and over, the pleasure was surging forth. Her core was heating up and her loins was spiking with a feeling that was about to spike. Gritting her teeth, she closed her eyes and leaned back, her other hand captured by Morinth's as she began to rid herself into ecstasy. The explosion of an orgasm jolted her whole body, her eyes wide and her mouth spread ear to ear with lustful satiation.
 
"Oh god...mmmmm....oh god!" She yelled out, feeling her body continue to jolt over and over, feeling the pleasure continue to mount as a bluish energy swam from her pelvis and around her body. It was at that moment every nerve ending felt it was overloaded with that same feeling. Multiplied over the course of their pelvic thrusts, Miranda convulsed, her eyes looking on with shock as the beginnings of the Ardat Yakshi's deadly weapon was about to take affect.
 
"M-Mor-MPH!" She couldn't pull away in time, her mouth suddenly plunged hard into Morinth's. A sweet kiss and a tongue that dominated her own magnified the euphoria that enveloped the whole of her body. Her skin blistered red at first, then began to pale, her eyes rolling back as her muscles twitched and spasmed. Even as her arms clutched at Morinth she was overwhelmed by how decadently rich the orgasm she was experiencing was.
 
Releasing with a palpable pop of spit, Morinth grinned as she felt the essence of her victim flow straight into her. Miranda lolled back, blood leaking out of her ears, eyes and nostrils as she was limp on the couch. Chuckling she felt that the modified human held out a bit longer than the last human she mated with awhile back. Turning around, she pounced onto Kelly, much to her giggling delight and looked deeply into her eyes as they shifted from blue into pitch black.
 
"Now where were we?" She asked before her mouth mashed against Kelly's.