Hello, again faithful readers! I have returned with moar smut. Asari het, just the way you like it!

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Enassa, the gardener, had been a wild one. When John had first met the young, purple-skinned asari, she had acted shy, just as Benezia had told him she would. As bashful as an asari maiden could be, Enassa effortlessly endeared herself to the tall, dark-haired human that was sent to her. Sweet, sparkling eyes and fluttering eyelashes had worn down John's defenses faster than any lustful gaze that had been thrown his way before.

The gardener led the human to a secluded greenhouse and it was not very long before both were stripped bare. It was then that John learned that the sweet, innocent gardener was not as innocent as she had led people to believe. While very much surprised, John couldn't exactly find a reason to complain when Enassa had the human male pinned on his back as she grinded her shapely hips into his. Right then, he could feel just how wet the asari was, her swollen petals ripe and moist.

She had mounted him then and there, right in the middle of the humid greenhouse, both quickly gaining a glistening sheen of sweat on their nude bodies. John grunted when his prick slipped into the asari, her cunt hot, wet, and maddeningly constricting. She moaned loudly, a stark change from the bashful maiden he had been flirting with not moments ago, crying out to the glass ceiling as she began to ride his cock like he was an enraged Earth-bull.

"Fuck me, human!" She commanded, raking her prominent nails down his broad chest, leaving thin streaks of red behind.

John obeyed with vigor.

He moved into a sitting position while remaining inside the asari, unwilling to part with the sweet warmth of her cunt. The sudden movement had made her squeak in surprise. The human wrapped one muscled arm around the gardener's waist with his calloused hand gripping her soft hip and he began to move her body like she weighed nothing, pumping her up and down on his long, hard cock. The asari moaned as her slick inner walls gripped him, the friction of his member sliding inside her and striking deep making her cry out in delirious pleasure.

Enassa grabbed onto his broad shoulder for support, her nails once again digging into his skin. The stinging pain drove him farther, making him rail harder into the purple alien female above him, his hands gripping her hips tight as her cunt did the same to his cock. She cried louder and louder, and he buried his face into her small, perky breasts, his mouth finding a nipple and sucking.

The asari gardener came with a cry of bliss, followed by a long string of colorful profanities as she rode the ecstasy to its end. She fell against John's larger frame, panting and sweaty, murmuring barely coherent praises into the human's ear before losing herself to dreams.

John's pride swelled.

He slipped out of the asari, slick with copious amounts of her fluids but none of his own, having not yet reached his own release. His cock throbbed between his legs, aching for the sweet touch of a woman and the chance to unload and finally go limp.

Slightly frustrated, John redressed himself, ignoring the head in his pants in favor of the one sitting atop his shoulders. He easily picked up the gardener's sleeping form, making sure his hold on her was gentle, and carried her indoors. Enassa was one of the few of Benezia's acolytes who had her own room within the Matriarch's mansion, so John did not have to worry about someone coming across a very naked – and very satisfied- asari the next day. John found her quarters quickly, setting the maiden down on her bed and covering her with a blanket.

Stealing one last glance at Enassa's sleeping form; John left her room, eager to follow up on his Mistress' orders.

Meet her tonight, wear something "earthly". Got it.

John checked his omni-tool and saw that he still had some time before Lady Benezia required him. He knew he had no clothes in his room that resembled anything he wore back on Earth, aside from the tight, sleeveless shirts obviously made to show off just how well built he was. The rest of his wardrobe was much of the same so John left the mansion, exiting out the front door and making his way down the steps that led to the Matriarch's collection of expensive sky-cars.

It was not long after Benezia's purchase of John's services that she had granted the human free use of her vehicles. He had been allowed to travel anywhere he desired, so long as he remained within the city limits and that he return at nightfall or when she desired him and his services. John had not made much use of that freedom before, but he was not one to waste such opportunities.

After all, he still needed to obtain a certain style of clothing for tonight and there was bound to be a store somewhere in the bustling metropolis of Armali that sold Earth-fashion.

And I do live to please…

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John had been fortunate enough to find a clothing store that fit his needs perfectly. The human was pleasantly surprised to discover that the store even sold urban-style wear, very much similar to the apparel he wore when he was back on Earth, running with the Reds.

It did not take very long for the young man to find a set of clothes he found fitting for the occasion. He made his purchases quickly, pointedly ignoring the flirtatious tone of the asari cashier, and raced back to Benezia's home.

Now, here he was, sitting patiently on his Mistress' large bed, wearing the classic t-shirt and jeans combo, the t-shirt just tight enough for his chest to be appreciated, along with a jet-black leather jacket that framed his shoulder well enough. The coat gave the human companion a dark, dangerous look, much like how he felt when he was a gang enforcer back on his homeworld.

Surely Lady Benezia will like what she sees, John thought cockily.

The human took yet another glance at his omni-tool.

She should be here any minute now.

Sure enough, a few moments later, the intricate, wooden door opened and the Matriarch stepped inside the lavishly decorated, candle-lit bedroom. When she drew closer, John could see clearly just what the thousand-year-old alien woman was wearing.

Lady Benezia sauntered over to her human pet in a frilly, black nightie that just barely reached her thighs, her lovely, curved hips swaying with each step taken by the asari's long, graceful legs. Those wonderful sights, combined with a plunging neckline that barely kept deliciously round, blue breasts from spilling out and hungry, lustful eyes that drank up the sight of her human in his earthly garb, left John's mind a scattered mess of racing thoughts as the blood rushed from his brain to his growing prick.

The young man attempted to say something charming, appropriate for the occasion, but all that managed to escape his lips was a single word that, honestly, did not sound like any word at all.

Even worse, John discovered that he seemed to be anchored to the bed, all complex mobility processes appearing to have shut down at the sight of a very well endowed woman in a tiny, lacy blouse with a heart-pounding, low neckline.

The Matriarch smiled proudly, obviously satisfied that her figure was still very much capable of setting tongues wagging and hearts racing amongst the likes of John.

When she finally reached him, she simply stood there, looking down at her human with a small, innocent smile with her head cocked slightly to the side, her small, delicate hands playing, teasingly, with the hem of her nightie, as if she was going to pull it up, over her head at a moment's notice.

John sat there, wide eyes staring up at her, mouth slightly agape, in reverence of the lacy-lingerie-wearing blue beauty before him, as if her were an obedient hound waiting for his treat.

A delicious, voluptuous, blue treat…

A moment later, Benezia pulled one of her legs up, setting her knee on the mattress beside John, followed by her other leg on the opposite side. Now she was straddling him, John nearly getting a face-full of large, round breasts that seemed to defy gravity. Meanwhile, Benezia's soft, blue thighs were gently brushing up against the large bulge in John's lap; something that she had to have known was there.

Without thinking, John's hands went to Benezia's hips, holding her in his lap. His fingers brushed against the bare skin of her legs when her nightie rode up and, for a moment, he was tempted to slip his hands under the tiny dress and just start groping away.

It was like his first time sleeping with her all over again.

Oh, how he yearned to palm those wonderful breasts just inches from his face.

But John was Lady Benezia's companion, her pet. It was her needs that needed to be tended to, not his own.

If Benezia wanted to take the session nice and slow, then they would take the session nice and slow.

And I do live to please…

"John," cooed Benezia, giving her human a quick kiss, managing to slip her tongue into his mouth for a moment, "You got all dressed up for me."

The human was able to crack a smile despite the blue woman above him grinding her hips into his crotch.

"Anything for you, Lady Benenzia."

The Matriarch hummed, her full lips curling into a big smile. She nuzzled her face into the crook of her human's neck.

"You do so much for me, John. So, so much," She moaned, her warm tongue swiping out across her pet's ear. "I think it's about time for me to do something… special for you."

John furrowed his brow, a bemused look falling upon his face as Benezia pulled away to look him in the eyes.

"Mistress?"

The Matriarch did not answer at first, biting her lip with a playful look in her eyes as she ran her soft hands down John's covered chest, taking the time to appreciate the fine human specimen below her.

"John," She spoke, her tone one of curiosity. "Do you like to… pretend?"

"Sometimes, yes… when I was a boy…," John answered. "I'm not a boy anymore."

Benezia gave her pet a warm smile, leaning in to give the human a peck on the lips.

"No. You are most definitely not," Benezia affirmed, pulling away from the embrace to stand back up. She reached out for John's hand, pulling him up with her. "Tonight, John, we are going to pretend. From now until dawn, I am not your mistress and you are not my handsome pet. Tonight, you are a strong, strapping young man. A brave one, too. Perhaps you are Alliance military, the dashing commander of a proud starship."

John gave the asari a lewd smirk, leaning in until their faces were inches apart.

"I'm a commander, huh? So, what are you tonight, then? Are you a beloved Matriarch who leads a city? A nation?"

Benezia shook her head, adoration in her eyes.

John pursed his lips, ready to play the guessing game.

"A grateful maiden, then? The daughter of a powerful politician I rescued from a grimy band of pirates?"

"No," Benezia giggled.

"Then what?" John laughed in return.

Something within Benezia changed at that moment. Gone was the almost motherly love she had for her human pet, now replaced by a potent lust and need. Her eyes turned predatory, almost feline in a way, hungry for the perfect human specimen before her.

"Tonight," She purred. "I am a naughty little asari whore. Just some wanton Omega slut who needs a strong young man to bend her over something and fuck her hard. Normally, any man would do, but tonight she desires something very specific."

John clenched his jaw, his heart pounding.

"Turians will not sate her. They are too clinical in their fucking. No creativity. Krogan are not an option either, for they are too careless with their strength. That leaves you, human…"

John slipped a hand around her waist, reaching down and, in a daring move, palmed an ass cheek, drawing a gasp from the asari. Benezia laughed in surprise.

"That so?" He rumbled, pulling the woman closer until her ample breasts pressed against his broad chest.

"Mmhmm," Answered the asari, her delicate hands slipping under John's shirt. The leather jacket fell from his shoulders. "She wants a long, hard human cock! She wants a big strong male to take her in his arms and fuck every inch of her body, for him to claim what's his and make her like every minute! Can you do that, John? Can you make me yours?"

"Yes, Benezia," John growled, his face buried in the millennia-old woman's exposed neck.

Benezia ran her hands through John's thick mane of dark hair as his mouth continued its assault on her sensitive skin, the human leading the pair over to one of her wooden dressers.

"Johnny," Benezia moaned, her voice now that of some young asari maiden. "Call me, 'Nezzie'."

John breathed in approval, his hot breath sending shivers down Nezzie's spine.

The human reached down, grabbing a hold of one of her legs with the hand not occupied by the asari's curvy backside, wrapping it around his waist. He lifted her up as she was nothing, Nezzie squealing in delight at the roughness of it all. The human backed the pair up into the dresser, slapping the asari's plump ass down onto the smooth wooden surface.

"Oh!" Yelped Nezzie, who was quickly silenced as John pulled her into a fierce, deep kiss, one that was a lustful exchange of warm tongues. She moaned into the human's heated embrace, relishing the feel of having her mouth dominated and claimed.

He pulled away, leaving Nezzie breathless, but the break in contact lasted only for a moment as his lips quickly latched onto her neck, trailing kisses and soft, teasing bites down to her ample bosom.

John's hands went to the thin straps of her night dress and yanked them down, pulling most of the fine material with it, exposing full, supple globes of soft, blue flesh. The nipples were hard with arousal, poking out into the air. John wastes no time capturing a soft breast in his mouth, kissing and sucking upon the warm mound, lavishing the dark blue areola with his agile tongue. The other teat was palmed by a large hand, John kneading it roughly while the nipple found itself the center of his dexterous fingers' attention.

Nezzie moaned loudly, cupping John's head in her small hands as he sucked upon her large, heaving breasts. The scruffy hair that grew upon his chin and cheeks no doubt tickled her.

John bit down on the nipple he suckled, but only slightly, drawing a quiet gasp from a writhing Nezzie. One of his hands dipped between her spread thighs, brushing aside what little dress she had left on. He found her already wet, her lacy, black panties already soaked with arousal.

John gripped the thin material in his hand and gave a sharp tug. There was a snap and the panties came free, now a useless piece of expensive cloth that smelled of an asari in heat. He tossed the moist undergarment away and dipped his head down, using his strong arms to move Nezzie's legs over his broad, muscled shoulders.

Before him was a swollen, blue cunt, the mound quite visibly wet, slick with heat and aching for his intimate touch. The scent that filled the human's nostrils was as sweet as honey and John found that he no longer held the luxury of restraint. His tongue lashed out, swiping against her hot folds, catching some of Nezzie's sweet nectar on it. John savored the flavor.

Then, he dove in. Darting his head forward with his tongue spearheading the assault, John began his feast with the enthusiasm of a rutting hound, lapping at her cunt and drinking the asari up. He sucked on the moist petals of her blooming blue rose, filling his mouth with the distinct flavor of asari whore. All the while, Nezzie was anything but silent, crying her human's name and calling out to her goddess as she writhed on the dresser, bucking her hips into John's head in an attempt to get him to slide that sliver tongue of his deeper into her slick core. Picture frames, bottles of lotions, all manner of ornaments were knocked to the floor due to the asari's movements.

"Johnnyyy!" Nezzie whined as she bit down on a finger, the whore's other hand keeping his head attached to her cunt.

John licked dutifully, his tongue delving deeper into the sopping azure, drinking up asari honey with vigor. He pulled back and moved up, fastening his lips around her aching clit, sucking softly as his tongue pressed flush against it.

Nezzie screamed as he swirled his oral muscle, prodding at her and setting every nerve in her body into a surge of ecstasy. She came quickly, wailing his name as he plunged two thick fingers into her tight folds. Her cunt clenched around his probing digits, her entire body tensing up as a rapturous orgasm washed over her.

Eventually, Nezzie fell from her high, her body relaxing and going slack on the dresser, the wooden surface now soaking up the slick release that dripped from her thighs. The human's skilled tongue left her tingling and breathless.

John's fingers remained buried inside her, the human smirking as he thrust them up inside, all the way to the knuckles. He began to slide them in and out, watching Nezzie's face as she quietly moaned and hissed. When he finally pulled them free, they were soaking with the whore's release, the fingers glistening in the light.

John gave Nezzie a heated look and held the dripping fingers in front of her face, waiting. He didn't need to say a word. Nezzie obliged, lazily leaning forward and taking a hold of the human's large hand. Her eyes met his and his soaked fingers disappeared into her mouth, her soft, full lips closing around them at the second joint. She ran her warm tongue over them, tasting herself as she licked his digits clean of her juices. John's cock twitched in his pants as Nezzie sucked hard, moaning into his hand.

"Fuck…" He breathed, pulling his hand free. Nezzie gave the fingers one final lick as they left her warm mouth.

"That's the general idea, sweetie," The asari all but moaned, her hands going to his belt as she slid off of the dresser. "Now, I can't be the only one here having fun, Johnny. It's your special night after all."

She pushed him onto the bed and got on her knees between his legs, continuing her quest to remove the pants from his legs.

God almighty, is this really Benezia?

Nezzie had John's pants off in no time, tossing the denim jeans away into a corner. The boxers stood as little opposition as well. Now, there was nothing between the asari and what she sought most.

His male pride stood erect, hard and throbbing, the swollen head pulsing with need. She regarded it for a moment, appreciating the fine example of human male genitalia as she wrapped her petite hands around the thick base. John took a sharp breath at the feel, groaning as Nezzie planted light, teasing kisses on the head, her soft yet tantalizing touch making him twitch in her hands.

"So much to have," Nezzie mused, stroking the shaft slowly with one hand, starting at the base and stopping just short of the head. "And tonight it's all mine!"

She leaned forward, holding his cock up by the tip, and gave the throbbing member a long lick up the bottom of the shaft, dragging her wet tongue from the base all the way to the underside of the head, where she stopped and starting massaging with her tongue. A moment later, the head was enveloped by her soft lips, engulfed in her warm, wet mouth.

John grunted, exhaling out his nostrils like a bull, the corner of his mouth twitching as Nezzie pushed forward, taking more and more of his throbbing cock past her lips. He looked down, his mouth agape as the asari started to bob her head in his lap, up and down ,with loud, wet sounds. Nezzie could only hum in delight as she sucked upon John's thick, meaty shaft.

This was nothing like anything Benezia would do. Benezia was slow, sensual, a woman who would savor every little moment for maximum pleasure. Nezzie was fast and filthy, slurping and slobbering over the human's cock as if it was the tastiest thing she had ever taken into her mouth.

Copious amounts of saliva started to collect around her mouth, her lips and chin slick with a mixture of spit and precum. Some of it even dripped down and splattered on her large, swaying breasts, the sight making John groan. There was no trace of shame in Nezzie's eyes as she sucked on the human's massive cock, massaging the thick shaft with her skilled tongue, flicking it over the head as she pulled back only to slurp it all back into her mouth as her head darted forward.

Nezzie eventually pulled away with a wet 'shlukt', breathless as she allowed the long, hardened prick to fall from her lips and slap against her saliva-coated chin. Still panting from having her mouth filled with human cock, she dropped further down and began sucking on John's hefty sack. She popped a testicle into her mouth, wrapping those soft lips of hers around it and suckled like it was a delicious candy.

"Filthy slut," John laughed, unable to resist voicing the jab as he watched her take his cock into her mouth once more, her head whipping back and forth on the thick member, her lips sliding up and down the shaft, slick with her saliva.

She pulled back once again, jacking the human off as she allowed herself to take a break. She smiled up at John, the only things he could see in her eyes was a mixture of lust, arousal and depravity, a wordless promise for all manners of perversions.

"You were expecting anything else, Johnny? I saw into your mind, I know what you want. Even now, there's nothing more you want than to bend me over this bed and ram me like and enraged bull. Tell me I'm wrong."

John said nothing, only grinning lecherously as Nezzie licked the tip of his stiff prick. The asari hummed in victory, letting go of the human's organ and taking a hold of her large, heaving breasts. She lifted them up and leaned forward, letting John's cock slide between her soft mounds before using her hands to press them together. John looked on in awe. There his cock was, hard and pulsing with the need to cum, nestled in the crevice between two wonderfully round breasts, the thick head poking up, nearly touch the underside of Nezzie's chin.

The asari gave her human a dirty smile, and began to rise and fall, using her large, soft globes to massage his shaft, sliding the mounds up and down along the prick held between them. She managed to slip the head into her mouth, sucking on it hard as she fucked John with her ample teats.

To John, this was heaven. Never in his life did he ever imagine being serviced by a beautiful alien matriarch who was a thousand years his senior and he certainly never thought it would be in such a depraved manner. The human could not help but smirk at his own fortune.

An asari matriarch, one of the most powerful women in the galaxy, is on her knees, giving me the tit-job of a lifetime, speaking like a whore from the seediest bar on Omega. I should consider this a victory for all mankind.

Nezzie finally released the cock from her bosom, forcing herself to take the organ further and further into her mouth, gurgling noises resulting from her determined efforts. John felt the tip touch the back of her throat and saw that she was little more than halfway down the shaft. Nezzie looked up from her position, her eyes meeting John's. The human could not find it in him to look away as the asari whore pushed onward, a millennia of experience allowing the blue woman to slide the cock into the tight confines of her throat with ease.

The human groaned loudly, cursing up a storm at the new sensation of a convulsing throat, hot and wet, tight around his shaft. Nezzie's nose eventually pressed against the human's crotch, the entirety of his massive cock now held within the vise grip that was her throat. She hummed, clearly happy at her accomplishment, and the resulting vibrations that were sent down the twitching member drew heavy grunts from the panting human above her.

Then she started to swallow, the muscles in her throat attempting to send the meat down to her stomach, relentlessly massaging the shaft. John's large hands gripped the bed sheets, the human unable to hold in a loud groan as he finally came, his cock jerking with the asari's warm throat, sending a flood of his hot seed into her waiting gullet. Nezzie closed her eyes, moaning into the man's prick as she felt it twitch. The human cum hit her throat, warm and sticky, sliding down into her stomach with ease. Spurt after spurt, she swallowed it all, bobbing her head as best as she could despite the cock in her throat, milking the human for all the seed he could give her.

Eventually, the milky cum stopped coming and Nezzie allowed the member to slide free from her throat and lips, the spent organ slapping against John's thighs. The asari gave the wide-eyed and dazed human a content smile, her stomach now full.

There was a moment of silence between the two, the only noises coming from their heavy breathing.

John spoke first.

"What was that about me bending you over the bed?"

Nezzie could only smile at that.

"That was part of plan, Johnny. Assuming you can go again, of course."

"Oh, I definitely can. I was taught at a companion villa, remember?"

"That you were."

So John bent the asari over the bed, her bosom pressing against the soft mattress as her shapely rear waited to be taken.

"Take my tight ass, Johnny. Take it hard." Nezzie mewled while John's fingers teased the valley between her plump ass cheeks. If John wasn't hard already, Nezzie's dirty talk would no doubt get him there.

John fingered the asari, first in her sweet cunt then in her ass, using her slick juices to loosen her tight, puckered hole. Nezzie shivered at the feel of the thick, intruding fingers pushing past the tight ring of muscles, moaning as they slid inside her, all the way to the knuckle. Her rear was tight, tighter than her cunt, and warmer. But it was also dryer and it needed some lubricant. Nezzie told him there was some in her nightstand. Sure enough, John's digging produced a bottle of clear, cool liquid. He squirted copious amounts on both his fingers and his cock, lubing his shaft as his fingers continued their task of stretching out Nezzie's tight hole.

Soon enough, he replaced his fingers with the thick head of his prick. Nezzie hissed as the human slowly pushed himself inside, the tip forcing itself through her puckered whole. When the head popped inside, the asari sighed, the hard part over with. Inch by inch, John's cock disappeared between Nezzie's soft ass cheeks, sliding deeper and deeper into her tight asshole. The asari moaned whorishly as the human grabbed her by the back of her neck, roughly shoving her face into the mattress, the act of dominance making her cunt wet. John grunted at the feel of her anal walls clenching around his prick, her hot rectum like velvet. The lubricant made it easier to move, but it was still difficult. Finally, John's hips connected with Nezzie's ass cheeks, the entire length of his mammoth cock sheathed in the asari's tight rear hole.

Taking a moment to let Nezzie grow accustomed to him, John basked in the feel of her ass contracting around his cock, massaging his shaft.

"Come on, human. Fuck me," Nezzie breathed, whimpered as John gave a short thrust in response. He was balls deep inside her and the jerk of his hips made his cock strike her sensitive depths.

John obliged, beginning to pull back slightly before sliding back inside, the friction of her tight rectum on his shaft leaving him speechless. Soon, the small thrusts grew into longer, harder strokes and John began to really fuck her, producing a wet, slapping noise each time he struck deep, his sizeable balls slapping against the asari's wet cunt.

Nezzie could only give quiet moans and whimpers as the human took her ass, shivering at having a dominant male mount her like a hound would to a bitch in heat. The man above her grunted in satisfaction, for an asari submitting to him was a clear victory. He thrust mightily into her squelching rear, plundering her unexplored depths, claiming it all for himself and himself alone. The asari raised her ass into his assault, moaning like a wanton slut that was hungry for some cock.

The bed shook with each thrust. Every time John hilted himself, Nezzie jerked forward with a high pitched squeal. Her small hands were balled into fists, each grabbing a hold of the sheets to the point where she almost tore them. Then, her body tensed up and the asari trembled in the human's strong grip. She had cum quietly with a soft moan, her sweet juices dripping down her thighs and onto the sheets, staining them.

"Yesss…" She whimpered, her hand going to her clit, rubbing furiously.

Now, it was John's turn. With a grimace, he held the asari bitch by the hips, fingers digging almost painfully into her delicate skin, and railed into her. A long, thick cock pumped into Nezzie's tight rectum like a piston, over and over, striking something deep inside, each stroke drawing moans from the blue woman. John palmed a plump ass cheek and squeezed, grunting as he too found release. One final thrust had him hilted inside her and his cock twitched, streams of hot cum painting the walls of her rectum milky white. Nezzie moaned as the heat pooled within her, relishing the feeling of the warm, sticky substance slide around inside.

Both were too tired to say much of anything as John finally slid free, his semi-limp cock slapping against his muscled thighs. He fell to the bed next to Benezia, panting and sweaty, just as she was.

The most that could be done was a quick peck on the lips as Benezia lazily leaned over to her human pet.

They fell to the lull of slumber quickly, lying side by side as dreams took them.

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When John awoke, it was to the warm feeling of Thessia's sun shining in his face.

His vision came to him and he saw Lady Benezia, clad in a shear, silk robe, standing at one of her bedroom windows, all of which were open, allowing the morning air to flow into the room. His mistress held no interest for the beautiful view before her. Instead, John saw that her omni-tool held the entirety of her attention; the Matriarch rapt with interest as she read what appeared to be a message of some sort.

Most of all, however, Matriarch Benezia seemed incredibly happy, a large smile adorning her beautiful, elegant face.

"Good morning, Mistress," John said, taking a deep breath as he climbed out of the large bed, naked. "You seem brighter than usual."

The Lady Matriarch looked up from her omni-tool, eyes bright as could be.

"Oh, John," She greeted warmly; glad to see her pet awake. "I just received the most wonderful news! My daughter Liara, her archeology dig has finally wrapped up. She's coming home next week!"

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Long smut scene is long.

Also, I typed this up while listening to the soundtrack from "Pacific Rim". Yeah, I don't know either.

I hope you enjoyed this! And sorry for the long wait!