Harper was out of med deck but under orders to rest and Andromeda was watching him. She'd showed him the security file from his appearance at the party and frankly she didn't have to worry about his wondering around the ship and maybe bumping into any of them. He'd stay out of sight until they were gone. No problem.
One problem.
Harper was bored. He'd tinkered with the small projects he had in his room, watched some vids, even playing some chess with Andromeda and loosing of course, then took to pacing his room before finally giving in and listening at the door.
"There isn't anyone nearby." Andromeda stated.
"I'll go straight to the nearest access hatch." He promised. "D7J right?"
She smiled. "I am cycling the lock on that hatch now. Stand by." She scanned the way then nodded. "You’re good."
Harper grinned and opened the door. "I know but that's
nice to hear anyway." He didn't bother to looking
around and jog easily to the hatch at the end of the
corridor. It clicked open just as he reached it and he climbed inside.
"Who loves ya?"
"My engineer." Andromeda laughed through his implant. "Where are we going?"
"I want to see them, if I can do it without getting caught." He answered.
"I could have shown you the files." She admonished.
"This is more fun. Please."
Andromeda knew who he wanted to see and could understand it. Tyr had made several inquiries about Harper's condition over the last few days but had not contacted him or visited. She calculated the risks then viewed the Obs deck. "All right. They're in Obs."
"Thanks." Harper crawled through the tube to the vertical shaft then started climbing. It took longer then usual to get there and he was kind of tired but he wanted a good view. Besides he was planning on spying on Nietzscheans, he didn't want to get caught. Andromeda believed him or she was humoring him. As soon as he got into position he made a quick survey of the room and found Tyr standing against the far wall. Man did he look good in those fawn colored pants.
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Tyr caught the scent the instant the air started moving. Harper. It was difficult to judge where the smell was coming from especially after it blended into the room. If he hadn't known Harper's scent he would have missed it but he did. Tyr scanned those near him and they didn't appear to take notice of the mixture of sugar, sweat, and adrenaline. Dylan was speaking with Charlemagne Bolivar and Beka was talking with Captain Martin from the Sabra escort.
The Avatar was ... scanning the room as she moved toward the main entrance.
Tyr excused himself from the conversation he was in and made his way to where Rommie had stopped, directly under a ventilation grate. He nodded as he could now hear Harper's heart beat, slow and steady. "He's asleep."
"The climb was little too much for him." Rommie admitted.
"He shouldn't be climbing anywhere."
"He needed out, we agreed. Our engineer is not a prisoner."
"Your speaking in the plural is becoming standard grammar?"
She glared up at him then returned to the subject at hand. "We don't want to wake him just yet, if we can avoid it."
"Does he snore?"
"No. But he does ... "
They froze as they heard Harper shift, he must have hit the side of the shaft because an echo rumbled.
"Ow."
Tyr couldn't stop the grin at Harper's grumble.
"Damn."
"Be quiet." Rommie hissed.
"Oh, crap."
Tyr had to fight a laugh then cleared his throat and leaned against the wall under the vent. "You would probably 'rest' more comfortably in your quarters." He stated quietly.
Harper stayed quiet but Tyr could hear his breathing. Finally Harper mumbled. "I was bored and wanted to see them."
Rommie turned to face Tyr, attempting to make it look like they were talking.
"You are not recovered enough to be crawling through the ship."
"How would you know?" Harper complained.
Tyr stiffened. "I have inquired after your health."
"You did?"
"Yes."
"But you didn't come see me." Harper mumbled softly.
"I ... " He straightened as a Jaguar approached. "Is there something needed?"
The Jaguar could hear and smell Harper now. "Who is in that vent?"
Harper's heart beat increased.
"The ship's engineer." Tyr answered.
"Why?" The Jaguar demanded causing Rommie to stiffen.
"There is no cause for alarm." Tyr warned softly.
"I will be the judge of that." The Jaguar puffed up, trying to intimidate Tyr.
Tyr came away from the wall. "I am security on this ship. I am the judge. Don't, " he warned, as the Jaguar moved his hand toward his gun, "You will loose."
"To you?" He laughed.
Harper was moving quietly.
"Yes." Tyr nodded.
"Is there a problem?" Dylan approached with Bolivar.
"Jamal?" Charlemagne asked.
"The engineer is in the vent." Jamal answered quickly.
Harper's groan was clearly audible but Tyr simply shrugged. "And?"
"He will be removed."
Tyr laughed at that. "Is that all? Harper leave the vent and meet me in the corridor. We will finish our conversation there."
"Ah, right." Harper mumbled but didn't move.
"Go on. I can handle this."
Harper slid back from the vent grate but whispered in his comm. "Rommie, cover him."
Tyr didn't allow his amusement to show as Rommie stepped back so she would have better aim at her target. "See now, you have accomplished what you intended. Do not push me." Tyr added when the Jaguar started to open his mouth.
"Well, then, now that that is settled." Charlemagne smiled.
The Jaguar took the hint and backed off so Tyr turned and walked out. In the corridor he watched as a hatch opened against a Lady's backside making her jump and extend her bone blades.
"An accident." Tyr promised. "He means no offense."
Harper stuck his head out. "Um, who'd I hit?"
"The Lady Catherine Morret. Come out of there."
Harper climbed out grumbling. "Damn Nietzschean hearing."
Tyr crossed his arms. "Smell actually."
"Huh?" Harper closed the hatch and blushed at the Lady glaring at him. "Sorry about that. Nice dress?"
"When the ship alternated vents to circulate the air your scent was drawn into the room." Tyr instructed casually. "You failed to instruct her to not use your hiding place." Tyr turned and started walking down the corridor.
"Damn." Harper fell into step. "Are you mad?"
"No." Tyr eyed him. "I didn't come see you because we are short handed."
Harper frowned. "Okay."
Tyr sighed. "Had I come to you would you have let me stay?"
Harper blushed. "Yeah."
"Then I would not have left. This is a risk now, leaving Hunt and Beka with only the Avatar for back up."
Harper stopped in his tracks and looked up at Tyr. "Go back and keep us alive. No, I'm cool. I'll go back to my room and stay there."
Tyr smiled softly and stroked his cheek. "May I come to you later, after we are away from here?"
Harper nodded into his hand. "Yes."
"Ship." Tyr called as he pressed the access for the lift.
"Yes?" Andromeda appeared.
"Are there any guests near crew quarters?"
"No."
Tyr nodded and pushed Harper gently onto the lift. "Rest." He ordered and let his eyes move over Harper's body.
Harper gaped then blushed at his thoughts as the doors closed.
***
Beka sighed and stretched as they walked down the corridor. They were well away from Jaguar space, in fact they were hidden in a stellar nursery in another galaxy, and had the next week off. "I think I'll get into some old clothes and just lay on the couch in Obs, put my feet over the back and just ..." She quickened her pace and hammered on Harper's door. "You can come out now, Harper."
The door opened and Harper stepped out. "Heah."
Beka grinned and hugged his shoulders pointing around them. "These are the walls and that's the floor." She laughed.
"Harper is well aware of what the ship looks like." Dylan stated. "He's been sneaking around."
"I know." Beka ruffled Harper's hair. "Charlemagne told me. Come on, you have got to try some of the food they brought." She pulled the engineer along.
Tyr nodded at his fugitive look and followed them to the officer's mess galley where the left over food was stored. Harper could only stare at some of it as they pulled out the storage containers.
"That is Varel stuffed Cabbage." Andromeda told her engineer as he pointed to different foods. "Very nutritious and popular with Nietzscheans."
"Another words I can't eat it."
"Oh, you could eat it, you just couldn't pass it." Andromeda answered then grinned at the face he made.
"Rommie!" Dylan gasped while Beka simply shuddered.
Harper took a small bit and chewed.
"Harper, you can't eat that!" Dylan rushed.
"Don't swallow it." Tyr warned easily and handed him a napkin.
Harper spit out the food after he'd chewed it for a while then nodded. "Tastes good. What else have we got?"
Tyr held out a fork full of some kind of meat. "Dezai beef."
Harper blushed but opened his mouth and let Tyr feed him. The meat was soft and ... just a little sweet. "Hmm."
"With Terran potatoes and Vedren mushroom gravy?" Andromeda suggested. "It's delicious."
Tyr sat them together and ate lazily as Beka and Trance entertained Harper with gossip and impressions. The women had learned a great deal, including that Charlemagne's sister, the one supposedly interested in Tyr had been in the entourage.
"Shit." Harper worried. "I screwed it up."
"Nope." Beka grinned. "Charlemagne smiled and said she'd liked what she saw."
Tyr relaxed and nodded to Harper. "Eat."
"Do you two want to be alone?" Beka asked suggestively.
Tyr laughed at Harper's blush and stroked his neck. "I do." Tyr stated easily.
Harper meet his gaze and shivered as Tyr leaned closer. He opened easily under Tyr's kissed and sighed.
Dylan cleared his throat. "People."
"Oh, let them be." Beka chuckled.
Tyr pulled back slightly and smiled. "Shall we adjourn?"
Harper nodded shyly and Tyr stood.
***
Tyr was going slow; kissing forever and stroking Harper everywhere, driving the smaller man crazy. He laughed when Harper finally pushed him onto his back and attacked his neck; no doubt leaving bite marks and bruises as he worked his way down his body.
"You are so hot." Harper breathed as he licked Tyr's nipple.
"Will we burst into flames?" Tyr countered then gasped as Harper sucked his nipple into his mouth.
"Beautiful." Harper licked his other nipple. "Taste so good." He groaned and continued kissing his way farther down Tyr's body. "You are so ... big."
"I will go slow." Tyr promised as Harper stroked his cock.
"What if I don't want slow?"
"I don't want to hurt you."
Harper licked the length of Tyr's cock then kissed the slit before sucking the head into his mouth.
Tyr gave a shout and jerked up, bucking for his partner's mouth. "Seamus!"
Harper mumbled around his mouthfull then pulled back. "Lube?"
Tyr shuddered and blinked at Harper's sudden change of direction then rolled off the bed and retrieved the lubrication. When he turned back to the bed Harper was kneeling on the bed, his ass up and his head down on his folded arms. "Seamus."
"I need you now." Harper shivered.
Tyr stroked Harper's back and ass then leaned in and kissed his shoulder. "Be my partner." He growled. "Take me as I take you."
Harper blinked at him then nodded.
Tyr licked his shoulder blade then opened the lube and warmed the substance before stroking Harper's ass.
Harper shifted and relaxed as Tyr pressed a finger into him. He sighed as a second finger joined the first then groaned as a third slid in. "Four."
Tyr kissed the offered ass then rested his head against Harper's hip and pressed the fourth finger slowly inside his lover. He could feel the strain on Harper then the smaller man relaxed and pushed back on the invasion.
"Tyr." Harper shuddered. "Fuck me."
Tyr thrust his fingers into Harper, stroking his gland for a few moments then withdrew and coated his cock as he shifted for position. Harper growled at being empty and thrust back against Tyr, making the large man hold him still.
"Yesss" Harper groaned slowly as Tyr filled him in agonizing slowness.
Tyr thrust carefully, pushing in until there was no space between them. "Seamus?"
Harper shook his head slowly then shuddered. "S'g'd." He slurred. "So good."
Tyr smiled and relaxed, easing himself over Harper's back. He braced his hands on the bed and growled. "You feel very good as well. Very tight. Am I hurting you?"
Harper shifted, pulling groans out of both of them, and braced himself against Tyr chest. "I could stay like this forever." He breathed then turned his head enough to kiss him.
Tyr fed into the kiss and started moving. Harper groaned into his mouth but didn't break the contact. Tyr shifted them so he was lower, tighter against Harper's back. Harper spread his legs wider and pressed back almost riding Tyr's thighs.
They moved so well together; slide, press, shift, thrust, it was almost as if they'd been lovers for years.
Harper broke the kiss and screamed as he came.
**
Harper hissed slightly as he shifted for another pastry. "So this partner stuff is cool with Lady Eleanora?"
"Yes, though she would like to meet you." Tyr nodded and watched Harper dip a carrot stick into the Varel stuffing he'd taken out of the cabbages.
After almost two days of sweet mating and pure rutting they dressed and went to the officer's galley where Beka had laughed and kissed them both before leaving. Tyr had watched Harper carefully pull all the cabbages part to save the stuffing, Tyr's favorite part. It had taken almost an hour but Harper had simply smiled and kissed him.
They were resting but Dylan didn't want to be totally cut off so they slipped quietly to a currier relay, picked up a down load then disappeared again. Charlemagne's sister, Eleanora Bolivar, had made her interest official. She wanted Tyr.
While Tyr had been listening to her message Harper had collected a large tray of food and gone to hydroponics. It seemed the place to gather at the moment; Beka was stretched out with a book, Trance was meditating under one of the large trees, Dylan was almost a sleep listening to the air pump for the fish pond. Even the Avatar was present. She was reading over the legal arrangements for Tyr's marriage. It seemed that some finer points had changed since the days of the old Commonwealth.
Tyr accepted the treat Harper fed him then kissed the engineer to give him a taste. "She did ask if you were fertile."
Harper blinked. "Why?"
"She mentioned that she has a maid who is looking for a human to father her children."
Harper gaped. "Me?"
end.