AUTHOR: Luvreading (pamela)
ARCHIVE: Andromeda Uncovered
RATING: NC-17
DISCLAIMER: Don't own them.
WARNING: Put down any liquids and stop eating
NOTE: I was telling a co-worker about the shaving challenge
and he told me he'd been shaved once. I actually had to wipe my eyes I
laughed so hard at his telling of growback. I had to share.
"I'm sorry, Tyr, but there isn't really anything I can do." Trance smiled sadly. "Some sources recommend various powders, others go with oils or lotions. In the end all anyone can do is grin and bear it. It will only last a couple of days."
**
Harper opened his pants and slid his pen inside to scratch.
"Harper!" Andromeda snapped.
"It's nothing." He rushed. "Sorry."
**
Dylan was trying very hard not to notice Tyr, or rather the way the man kept fidgeting. He couldn't seem to stand still. Dylan had already asked twice if something was wrong and had received a growling "I'm fine" as the answer. Dylan could have sworn he'd seen Tyr rubbing himself against the edge of his console. He was hesitant to ask again but was getting ready to when Beka entered shaking her head with a smile.
Beka had gone to engineering to speak to Harper because he was acting strangely and Andromeda had been worried.
"So?" Dylan asked.
"Harper is also shaved bald." She laughed. "The itch is getting to him."
"Itch?"
Beka had to hold onto her station. "You've never shaved? Oh, my, god, it'll drive you nuts. The itching." She gasped. "He was using one of the rail supports as a scratch post.
"Poor Rommie thought he'd caught something that wasn't registering, or trying a new pick-up on her."
Dylan shook his head.
"He knew better." Beka continued. "He did it once on the Maru. He wobbled around for two days with his hand in his pants, scratching."
Dylan made a sound very much like a gurgle as he fought not to laugh.
"I told him to go into VR, he won't feel it in there." She wiped the tears off her face.
Tyr growled viciously and marched out of command.
"Tyr ...?" Dylan began to question him but choked on the laugh that rushed to escape. Thankfully the doors closed.
**
Tyr was prepared to yank Harper out of VR if necessary but the engineer was coming out on his own when Tyr stormed into the shop.
"Heah." Harper smiled. "Andromeda said you were coming ..."
"You knew!" Tyr bellowed. "You knew about the itching and said nothing!"
Harper gaped up at the furious Nietzschean. "You're itchy? But you're a Niet."
"Thus sensitive." Tyr leaned down to growl quietly, menacingly in Harper's face. "You will not use VR to escape this. If I must suffer this maddening side effect-so will you."
Harper blushed and nodded then thought, 'You are one weird person Seamus Harper.' And kissed his lover. "Let me scratch your itch for you."
Tyr couldn't believe Harper was horny. Now? He didn't care, he needed relief. Tyr nodded and sighed as Harper opened his pants and pushed them down then proceeded to stroke the irritated flesh.
Harper stroked the lax cock and shivered as he rubbed the skin around it. He heard Tyr moaning for his touch and making satisfied noises as Harper cupped his balls and stroked them gently. Tyr didn't argue when Harper started licking and sucking on the parts of him that were near enough to Harper’s mouth to allow the contact. While it was nice to have Tyr bent over him, crowding him into his chair, Harper needed room. "Stand up."
Tyr obeyed and Harper pulled his pants down farther then slid to his knees and began an oral relief of Tyr's suffering. Tyr held the console behind him and groaned as Harper licked him, covering him in saliva from behind his balls to above his now erect cock. "Suck me." Tyr ordered roughly then bucked as he was obeyed.
Harper reached into his own pants but jerked back at Tyr's abrupt snap. "What?"
Tyr pushed him to the floor and onto his back and snarled as he pulled at Harper pants and exposed Harper's hard cock then growled as he knelt between the engineer's legs. "This is mine."
"You may have drilling privileges to the well and use of the pump but that doesn't mean ..."
Tyr sucked Harper's cock into his mouth and Harper shouted his approval. Tyr chuckled and Harper bucked wildly forcing Tyr to hold him down as he proceeded to attend their itch.
**
"No, Beka, that's enough." Dylan made a cutting motion with his hand. "More than enough."
"I don't like Tyr's proprietary manner."
"Too bad." Dylan frowned. "You are not watching them anymore."
She stuck her tongue out at him then went to her station.
end