Harper knew he wasn't where he should be, the sheets didn't feel right, the air smelled different, ... there was a body pressed against his back.
Oh shit.
He racked his brain but it wasn't cooperating, like it was bogged down in muck. Not to mention that his mouth hurt. Not like it had recently but ... his appointment.
OH SHIT.
He was supposed to get the chair. He'd meant to go. Didn't he?
All right, calm down. Think.
Ice cream. It had been the ice cream. Trance had tricked him into eating ice cream. A real shitty thing to do, he didn't feel too bad about the snit he'd gotten into afterward. It's not like Trance was dying to go playing in his mouth away.
So, after screaming in pain and refusing to let Trance touch him, he'd accepted Andromeda's skills, through one of her bots. First thing in the morning.
So, then what. He seemed to remember pacing his room for a while, a long while.
The body against his back shifted and ... yep that was definitely a cock digging into his thigh. That might explain why his throat was sore.
He'd woken up and Rommie had been waiting outside his door, like they hadn't trusted him or something. He'd said he'd go. He'd never said he'd go before, he'd just said he had an appointment, there was a difference.
So he'd gone and sat in the chair. He'd kept repeating that this was Rommie. Andromeda. Not some damn refugee camp clinic. He was going to wake up. He was.
Andromeda had hesitated then and he'd nearly run for his life. But she'd simply changed her plan. She wasn't going to make him sleep through his exam. He would be awake, just relaxed.
Relaxed was good. Everything was real foggy after that. He remembered the droid standing over him, working. He remembered Andromeda talking to him. He remembered being let up and walking away. Then things got weird. The world tilted and ...
OH SHIT!
He'd made a play for Dylan. Yep. Dylan up-side-down, pants open, cock out, mouth full.
That would explain why he was somewhere strange.
"Hhhmmm."
Harper stiffened then recognized the sound or rather the voice. Dylan?
He chanced opening his eyes and looked at the room. It wasn't his but still looked like Andromeda. The arms around him tightened and there was breathing on his neck, just before a kiss.
"How are you feeling?"
That was definitely Dylan. He cleared his throat then croaked. "Foggy."
Dylan stiffened.
Harper shifted and turned enough to look at the older man and saw that the Captain's mouth was a bit swollen. Harper smiled at the memory as they rushed back to him. "I got you." He awed. "I actually ... " He touched Dylan's mouth gently then let his fingers travel south. "We ... fucked ... a lot."
"Like rabbits." Dylan nodded. "Regrets?"
Harper starred at him. "You liked it?"
Dylan grinned and pulled him close, kissing him deeply. "Yes."
Harper shivered then his hand found it's target and clamped on.
Dylan bucked into his hand. "I believe it's your turn."
Harper remembered they took turns. The last time Dylan had opened him up, it would explain his sore ass. Harper couldn't remember ever being so full before, or so well fucked. There was only one problem.
"Dylan, ... um ..."
Dylan eyed him. "What's wrong?"
"I can't really remember everything. I remember some." He rushed. "I got the gist. It's just ..."
Dylan nodded and stroked his back. "I shouldn't have let it happen."
"NO!" Harper rushed. "I mean ... Hell. I wanted it to happen. I've wanted you since I first saw you."
"The first time?"
"Yeah well." Harper blushed. "You were very impressive."
Dylan chuckled then pulled him on top. "As I recall, I had my forcelance pointed at you."
Harper grinned and nodded. "Yep."
"It's your turn." Dylan stated and spread his legs, letting Harper slip between them.
Harper felt Dylan's half hard cock rub against his stomach and knelt up, starring as Dylan grinned and held his legs wide.
"Let's see how good you are with your tools."
"Tools huh."
"Your forcelance should be an extension of ..."
Harper sucked the head of Dylan's cock and grinned at how Dylan lost his train of thought.
One finger in.
A lick along this side and a couple up the other, then a nibbling trail down to his balls for some fondling, ...
Two fingers.
Up again for a slow mouth full.
Three fingers. Push.
Dylan groaned. "Harper."
"Lube." Harper slurred around the throbbing cock in his mouth.
Dylan shuddered and reached for the lubrication.
Harper used Dylan's movement to push his fingers deeper and stroke his target.
Dylan shouted and squeezed the tube, popping the top and shooting lube. "God, Harper."
Harper laughed and stroked Dylan's hand, collecting enough lube to do the job, then throated him as he coated his own dripping cock.
Dylan arched and breathed in shallow gasps, trying to hold himself back.
One last swallow and Harper knelt up. Pushing Dylan's knees up to his shoulders, Harper pressed his cock to the older mans ass and looked at his face.
"Do it." Dylan breathed. "Fuck me, Harper."
Harper pressed in and felt the opening widen, then he slipped in and pushed home.
"Yes." Dylan sighed and stroked Harper's chest.
Harper pulled back slightly then forward again, sinking deep, deeper, until his balls brushed Dylan's. "You're tight." Harper gritted.
"It had been a while, before last night." Dylan pinched his nipple. "And you are rather well endowed."
Harper shivered and saw Dylan's response just moments before he felt it around his cock. He leaned in and bit Dylan's nipple gently and felt the response.
"Don't tease me, Harper." Dylan groaned.
"I'm just checking things out."
"This isn't your first time in this position."
"On top, no. Facing, yes." Harper admitted. "Don't ask, please."
Dylan stroked his chin and nodded. "Have at me."
Harper blinked and groaned. Of all the things to get him crazy. Harper bucked, fucking Dylan fast.
Dylan wriggled under him but didn't use his legs, giving Harper all the control but still cheered, yelling his approval, need, and appreciation.
Harper pounded his target, and again, and again, ... until Dylan came and clamped down around him.
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"Anything foggy this time?" Dylan asked sometime later as he stroked Harper's back.
"Um ..." Harper nuzzled closer with a grin. "Could I have another demonstration?"