===excerpt from the Bunny Files====
To: MaryAvatar, Queen of Smut
From: Department of Surveillance (field operations)
Subject: Seamus Z. Harper (Chief Engineer, Andromeda Ascendant) and Dylan Hunt (Commanding officer, Andromeda Ascendant)
Operative established contact 1730 HR. Date: deleted for security. Subject was working on a project in machine shop six. The music was very loud and this operative did not hear secondary subject approaching.
"It's a Bunny!" Dylan screamed.
Harper jumped and spun and looked at this operative then shrugged. "Yep, that's a Bunny. Go on, you're scaring Dylan."
(This operative withdrew and re-established visual from another position.)
Dylan was towering over Harper. "Why is there always a price?"
"Because, I don't have to be the fuck boy in this story. It's going to cost you."
"How much?"
"Now you're getting it." Harper grinned. "I'll ask Andromeda for something, she'll say yes."
"What do you want? I will not sign a blank check, Harper." Dylan frowned. "What's a blank check?"
"Don't worry about it." Harper waved it away. "Andromeda has discretional powers."
Dylan considered this for a moment then nodded and pulled at Harper's pants. He opened them and pulled them to his boots.
"Leave them on." Harper instructed.
Dylan shrugged and licked the semi-hard cock.
Harper looked down at the top of Dylan's head and grinned. "This is a view. Play with the balls a little."
Dylan reached his hand between Harper's legs and fondled his balls as he licked.
"You know what would be good? You blowing me naked."
Dylan stood and stripped naked, letting Harper get a good look.
"Nice."
"Thank you." Dylan returned to his knees and sucked Harper's cock into his mouth. "Do you always wear a cock ring?"
"Only for ... my daily callisthenics."
"You should wear one all the time." Harper stated then gasped and arched as Dylan throated his suddenly hard cock. "Oh Yeah, baby."
Dylan pulled back a little but Harper grabbed his head and held it tight, fucking his mouth with enthusiasm. Dylan did finally pull away and look up. "You agreed."
Harper nodded still thrusting his hips. "I'm almost there, Harper, fuck boy. That's me."
Dylan sat back on his heels and opened his mouth, wiggling his tongue at the smaller man.
Harper groaned and shuffled forward.
Dylan caught his hands and held them away. "Dock the Harper."
Harper bucked and smeared pre-come across Dylan's face. He laughed and tried again. It took several minutes for Harper to slide his leaking cock into Dylan mouth but as soon as he did Dylan closed his mouth and sucked deep. "Yes!"
Dylan throated Harper for a few more minutes then pulled back. "Give me your ass."
Harper was shaking as he turned around and knelt, presenting his ass to Dylan.
Dylan grabbed him and pulled him onto his lap.
"Use lube!" Harper yelled.
"Later."
"No. Now! Dylan!"
"I need this."
"Lube." Harper was shaking. "Dylan, it's been weeks since I've back channelled. Use lube."
Dylan rested his head on Harper's shoulder. "Lube."
Harper knee walked to a cabinet and came back with lube.
Dylan turned Harper away and bent him over.
"Just call me fuck boy. Or better yet don't." Harper snided.
Dylan slicked his fingers and pushed them into Harper's ass, making the smaller man jerk.
"I'm glad you decided to use lube. Christ. Ease up!"
"I will have your ass." Dylan pushed another finger up his ass.
"Let me put it this ... FUCK! ... You hurt me more that is acceptable to me and you never get this ass again."
Dylan glowered as he worked, opened the ass. "You're getting what you want."
"Andromeda has discretional powers remember, and she likes me."
Dylan grunted and moved up behind the smaller man. "You made a bargain."
"Dylan! Oh Fuck!" Harper screamed as Dylan pushed into his ass. "Ease up!"
Dylan pushed in until there was no space between them and then bucked against Harper anyway.
Harper hung his head and shuddered. "Harper, the fuck boy."
Dylan reached around and gripped Harper's cock and stroked it. "Be a good fuck boy."
"You got ass, use it!"
Dylan frowned, then started moving, slowly at first then with increasing speed and depth. "Harper?"
"Fuck me already!"
Dylan gripped Harper’s hips tighter and pistoned hard and fast into him, before yelling as he came.
Harper stayed on his hands and knees, shaking and dripping in need, as Dylan collapsed and recovered. Tears were running down his cheeks as Dylan eased him on to his back.
"You are something else, Harper." Dylan wiped his tears then turned his attention to the engorged cock, bobbing with each breath Harper took. He took the flesh in his mouth and worked it for some minutes before Harper grabbed his head and fucked wildly.
Once Harper had calmed, after coming loudly, Dylan dressed and left.
Andromeda (Ship's AI) appeared, in holographic form, and starred down at the engineer. "You know, you are kind of cute like that."
"The High Guard New uniform, boots, leg warmers, and ultrahigh cropped, long sleeve shirts. Come one, come all, see the Commonwealth Cock Brigade."
"I don't understand you." She folded her arm. "Every time he comes to you, you extract the same payment. It is always the same, that he comes to you. You like it rough, painful, yet you work against it, then lay here afterward like ..."
"Like I want more." Harper guessed. " Maybe I do. Maybe I want to watch him and his callisthenics. Maybe I want to make it on a bed. Maybe I want it slow and gentle sometimes. Maybe I want to be held after, cuddled and coddled."
"Why not just say so." Dylan asked and marched back into the room.
"Dylan!" Harper scrambled back. "What are you doing?"
Dylan squatted by Harper and grinned. "Maybe I want to take you to my bed and make love slowly all night. Maybe, afterward, I want to hold you close and cuddle until we fall asleep."
Harper could only gape.
Dylan scooped him up, kissing him softly, and carried him out of the room.
(Subjects were later confirmed as sleeping, snuggled together, in Dylan's bed.)
end report
signed,
Melodrama Bunny