Tyr was worried, and still boiling slightly, but refused to let it show. He had little time to bring himself under control.
That bitch Elsbett had started a battle with the Dragon second fleet, knowing full well that Harper was in the region. She'd known, it was why she'd started shooting. It was also why she'd pulled back, giving the Dragons the win, and the planet Harper was hiding on. Tyr knew this, had know it then. All because he'd not played her game, going to the bed he shared with Harper instead of hers.
As it was, it had been two hours before Charlemagne Bolivar had arrived to take command of his forces and put his wife in her place. Then an hour to work up a rescue plan and another two for the Dragons to fall for it.
Tyr had been hard pressed to believe the Drago-Kasov so foolish as to believe a man could become pride Alpha if he had so little control as Bolivar had pretended to have. Thankfully, he'd been wrong.
Harper's rescue had turned into the evacuation of the population of the planet the engineer had hidden on. That any of the population had survived the Dragon orbital bombardment was reason enough for Tyr to support the effort. That Humanity was the parent race to Nietzscheans should have warned them that there would be clashes. Sorting out the deaths of panicking Beta Humans would have to wait for another time.
The Dragons have somehow managed to demonstrate intelligence and return to the system in which all had started, where they attacking the evacuation fleet.
That Bolivar had ordered his forces to finish the evacuation had been, and still was, worrisome, but they had all had more pressing matters to attend. Then the Maru had taken a bad hit and had to turn to the Jaguar fleet, instead of the Andromeda. Tyr cover the cargo ship as best he could, as promised, but couldn't stay with it. He'd had to leave Harper to his own devises among the Jaguar.
Tyr had known it would happen but still hesitated, when the battle was called, to return to the Andromeda, instead of going after Harper. The evac fleet had already left the system and gone to slipstream before Tyr had been aware of it. Harper was gone, well out of immediate reach.
Dylan had only been mildly worried. Fool. They had recovered several Jaguar fighters and Dylan had returned them and their pilots promptly while Bolivar suggested they return to Jaguar territory without farther delay. They did need to discuss the disposition of the human refugees.
Tyr didn't like the relegation of the survivors to refugees but said nothing. He'd watched Beka realize that the Alpha was stalling. "Where is my engineer?" She'd asked as calmly as possible for her.
Bolivar had eyed her carefully then nodded. "That Harper human. The one that started all this."
"Your wife started all this." Tyr had stated coldly.
Dylan had turned slightly red but Bolivar had simply nodded. "Let us rendezvous where we are safe."
"Lets." Dylan had agreed and ordered them to slipstream, to Jaguar territory.
"Could we try not to antagonize our allies?" Dylan had glared at them when they were preparing to receive Charlemagne Bolivar and his entourage.
Now they were docking. Andromeda was ready. Dylan was ready. Beka and Trance were fidgety but stilled as soon as the hatch opened and Charlemagne Bolivar walked through, with his wife.
Tyr suppressed his anger but Beka hissed as Dylan greeted them formally.
Bolivar was amused but not foolish enough to let the situation go on too long. "You do have interesting people working for you, Captain Hunt. The pilot of that ship we recovered refused to leave it in our capable hands, he insisted on making the repairs himself before returning."
Tyr silenced Beka softly as Dylan chatted the Jaguar in route to Obs deck where there was food and drink waiting. Tyr hadn't missed Elsbett's lack of information, she wasn't privy to all and Tyr was curious as to why.
It was nearly an hour before Andromeda appeared in hologram to inform them that the Maru had docked.
Tyr saw Elsbett's surprise and smiled then caught Beka as she would have made a scene.
"Andromeda, where is he?" Trance asked.
"E deck, section 4, section 3, lift nine." The hologram grinned.
Trance grabbed a couple of sparkies and headed for the doors. Beka laughed and grabbed a couple more then motioned to Tyr, who followed. They stood in the hall and watched the engineer sprint the last few yards and make a running jump at Tyr.
Harper wrapped his legs around Tyr's waist and laughed. "Can't kill me! Dragons are pansy Ubers!" He cheered.
Tyr saw the women shaking the cans of soda so pulled Harper off him and set him away.
"Heah!" The engineer shouted as they sprayed him with the soda. "You're wasting sparky!"
"Hail the returning hero!" Trance laughed.
He tried to hide behind Tyr would the bigger man would have none of that. "See if you get anymore ass!" He charged Beka as she changed cans then stopped as he saw the Avatar standing in the doorway to Obs.
Harper was an easy target but the women relented and let him greet the machine he'd built. "Hiya beautiful. Did ya miss me? Of course ya did." He strutted to her then dropped the act and looked concerned. "Are you all right? Is there anything you need me to check?"
She smiled and handed him a pad. "I'm fine. There is nothing that can't wait a day. Are you functioning properly?"
"There's one way to find out." He leered then nodded gently. "Some bumps and bruises, nothing major."
The Avatar nodded then stood straighter and they all turned to Dylan as he stepped forward. "It's good to have you back, Mr. Harper."
"Can't live without me, heah?" Harper joked then stiffened.
Dylan moved to block the engineer's view of Elsbett. "I believe you were celebrating, I wouldn't want to interrupt."
"Right." Harper nodded slowly then ducked as the Avatar sprayed him with yet another can of sparky. He made a face, slipping behind a shocked Jaguar and into Obs.
"You will not spray that ... stuff in here." The ships hologram glared.
Harper laughed his victory then eyed the buffet. "That is not for me."
"It could be." Bolivar stated, watching the engineer closely.
"Nope." He shook his head and rolled his shoulders, uncomfortable in his now sticky clothing. He motioned to the table. "Try the Cream drips. There's not my fave but Tyr likes them so you should. Andromeda told me they were a favorite with Nietzscheans before the fall."
Harper turned and focused of the Alpha. "I'm not a fan. And I can't say as I like her, " He nodded in Elsbett’s direction. "Okay, so I hate her. " He shrugged, ignoring Dylan's effort to shut him up. "But heah, what's a little attempted murder among ... allies? Whatever. You hung in, stuck around when you could have bailed, and gave me a lift. So, thanks, you know."
Tyr grinned slowly and watched Harper grab a can of sparky and walk out then followed into the corridor.
"So how'd I do. Did I piss him off, make a complete fool out myself, not strong enough, too strong? What?"
Tyr pulled him around and smiled down at him, stroking his neck.
"You did fine actually." Bolivar stated. "I rather liked it."
They turned and eyed the Jaguar. "Ah thanks. Um, I got-ta-go wash. Later."
"Do you need help?"
Harper starred at the Jaguar Alpha and tried to figure out if that was an insult or a come on. Then he saw Tyr and backed away. "No way, man. I didn't, I swear! I wouldn't!"
"I know." Tyr nodded. "But do not answer out of turn."
Harper stared at him in silence, never a good sign.
"Does this mean you don't share?" Bolivar asked.
Harper stared open mouthed, too many ideas running. "Okay, shower time." He mumbled, turning and walking away. "Cold shower."
Tyr nodded to Bolivar and spoke quietly. "Your intentions?"
"I find him amusing."
"He is that." Tyr nodded. "Stay on board but be rid of that ... your entourage. No guarantee."
Bolivar nodded and turned to Dylan as he appeared.
Tyr would have enjoyed watching the two men work out Bolivar's impromptu overnight visit but he had more pressing matters. He found Harper in his quarters, trying to get undressed. "Talk to me."
Harper grunted and wriggled. "What's to say? You want to fuck Charlie. Go for it. Have ... fun"
Tyr grabbed the bottom of the shirt and pulled it up and off. "Yes, I would like to fuck Bolivar, but the offer was made to you."
"As a way to get to you."
"He would not have made the offer if he had not wanted you."
"Yeah, well, he can keep wanting." Harper struggled with his pants. "No way am I going to go there. I don't trust him."
"Good. But that is why he suggested sharing."
Harper swore at his pants then let Tyr help him. "You want to fuck him, don't you?"
"Yes."
"Good for Nietzschean business."
"It could be."
"Do you want me to accept so you can fuck him?"
"No." Tyr held his face gently. "If you wanted him alone I would have to accept that. I don't own you."
Harper blushed and stood, looking away, he mumble, "I love you."
Tyr stroked his shoulder. "As I do you." He fingered the engineer's hair. "They certainly coated you well."
"Yeah." He nodded. "Tyr ..."
"I can tell you are interested."
"Cheat."
"Take your shower. I will invite Bolivar to our quart ..."
"No!" Harper rushed. "Not our quarters. I don't want him in our bed. Here, in my quarters, not ..."
Tyr kissed him slowly. "As you say. Go on, I will see to the rest."
Harper hesitated a moment then kissed him and went.
Tyr scanned the room and nodded. Since Harper had taken to sleeping with him his quarters were left reasonably clean and with his being gone it was immaculate. Tyr was glad, he didn't want Bolivar in their bed either.
He called Bolivar and accepted the invitation. When the Jaguar arrived Tyr suggested they might like joining the engineer in the shower.
They found Harper masturbating as he stood under the hot water.
"What a waste." Bolivar shook his head.
"Heah! No fair." Harper complained. "I wanted to hold out with you guys."
Tyr chuckled and kissed him as Bolivar went to his knees and licked Harper's cock.
"Oh man."
Tyr smiled and stroked his neck and back.
Harper shuddered as Bolivar sucked him in, then let his head fall back as Bolivar swallowed him. "Oh, god." He wriggled and bucked.
Tyr watched the Jaguar grip Harper's hips and angle in, taking the engineer into his throat. Tyr smiled at Harper's gasps. The Nietzschean lung capacity allowed for long and deep throating, something Harper very much enjoyed.
Tyr stroked a hand down Harper's back and slide a finger up his ass, finding and stroking his prostate while breathing at his ear which always excited Harper for some reason.
Bolivar was surprised when Harper grabbed his head and started fucking his mouth hard. Surprised but pleased. Harper had lost control.
Harper screamed his climax and clutched at Tyr, whispered his name as the men laid him down.
"Harper?" The ship's hologram appear and starred at the two naked Nietzscheans kneeling over the naked Human. "Harper, are you all right?"
"Hhmmm? Oh, yeah. Harper, fuck boy that's me. Tyr's here, don't worry, I'm all right. Thanks."
The hologram eyed Tyr then nodded and disappeared. "All right then. Privacy mode NOT engaged. I will monitor."
"She's kinky." Harper slurred and tugged on one of Tyr's hair cords.
"Your ship is going to watch us?" Bolivar looked amused. "You have no privacy, perhaps you would care to adjourn to my flag ship?"
"Not likely." Harper shook his head then accepted Tyr's tongue in his mouth, shutting him up.
Harper watched Tyr move his mouth to Charlie's cock and lick it up before sucking it in. Tyr meet his eyes as he filled his mouth. "Oh man!" Harper gasped. "Do you know how hot that is?" He leaned close and licked the rigid cock as Tyr pulled back enough to do so.
Harper kissed Tyr's cheek and neck and stroked his back and sides. "You are so awesome." He whispered then kissed his way to Tyr's ass before attending to Bolivar some more.
Harper talked his way up to Bolivar's mouth then down again, stopping at the Jaguar's nipples for a few minutes then moving lower to kiss Tyr and sucked Bolivar's leaking suck while playing with his tight balls. Harper gave the cock back and moved behind the Jaguar to fondle his ass and probe him.
Tyr felt Bolivar's tension and gripped his ass.
"Say no." Harper whispered. "No harm, no fowl."
Bolivar laughed. "I foresee a long night."
"I'll take that as a 'fuck my ass' answer." Harper stated then pulled Tyr's hair.
Tyr pulled off Bolivar's cock and leaned up, kissing the engineer. "Enjoy."
Harper grinned and licked Bolivar shoulder and neck then he grabbed the lube and slicked up as Tyr went back to throating the rigid cock.
Tyr opened his throat and swallowed as Harper pushed into Bolivar's ass, drawing a groan from the Jaguar. Tyr chuckled around the cock and Bolivar groaned. Harper was a claimer. Tyr knew that, now Bolivar did.
Harper slammed deep and jerked against his target. He shifted, finding the best angle, pulling gasps out of the Jaguar, sweet, happy, gasps, as the human stroked his gland.
Tyr heard the sharp intake from Bolivar and knew Harper had bitten him. Yes, Harper marked. Tyr needed to breathe so pulled off and kneeled up to look at the scene. Harper had wrapped his arms under Bolivar's arms and held his shoulders.
Harper licked the wound he'd made and looked at Tyr, even now he needed to know Tyr wasn't upset. Tyr leaned close and licked the wound. "Don't make it too deep, unless you plan on keeping him." He grinned. "Now don't tease the man, fuck him."
Harper bucked and Bolivar countered. Harper shivered and started his motions, fucking Bolivar slow and deep until the Jaguar demanded "More," "Deeper," "Harder." Tyr nodded as he watched and Harper laid into Bolivar with everything he had, tarring a cry out of the Alpha as he came and collapsed.
Bolivar moaned as Harper spent himself then leaned over and bit his ass.
Tyr stroked his hands down Bolivar's back and rubbed his ass. "It will heal."
Harper laid back and starred at Tyr. "Mark me."
Tyr smiled and crawled over the smaller man, He sucked on his neck for long minutes, moving his mouth slightly to insure a large mark, then bit down slightly, surprising the human.
"Is it good?"
Tyr grinned and nodded then pulled him up. "Let’s take Bolivar to bed."
Harper nodded and looked at Bolivar, watching them. "You okay?"
He nodded. "I think I will enjoy this night."
Harper offered a hand up then looked up at the Jaguar. "When you fuck me, don't mark me. Only Tyr marks me."
"Understood." Bolivar nodded and stroked his chest, down to fondle his soft cock. "Shall we find that bed? I can have my man bring us food."
"Oh, Dylan would just love that." Harper sighed and left the shower.
The two Nietzscheans followed him to the bed and watched him rearrange the linens.
"He has a nice ass." Bolivar observed.
"Yes, he does."
"He," Harper clipped. "Has an empty ass."
"Ship." Bolivar ordered. "Connect me with my quarters."
"Please, Andromeda." Harper looked up.
The hologram appeared. "If you are that hungry, you can go to the mess hall." It stated.
"We could do that, and end up fucking on your tables." Harper nodded then perked, "That is an idea, We could invite Beka and Dylan."
The hologram snorted then vanished. "Comm open."
"Thanks." Harper nodded to Bolivar then laid back while he waited.
Tyr settled beside Harper and watched the servant come, deliver the food and drink, get an eye full, then leave. They ate and relaxed then Harper started getting frisky and Tyr handed Bolivar the lube.
Harper was a noisy lover, Tyr knew this, Bolivar was just finding this out. Even while Harper had a cock up his ass and in his mouth, he still made noise. Erotic, sexy noises.
Bolivar, to his credit, did hold himself back, so as not to hurt the Human, not that he needed to. He also refrained from marking him, which Harper thanked him for with a slow and agonizing blowjob.
The Hologram appeared at 0600 to announce the time but hesitated. Tyr was cradling Harper in the curve of his body while Bolivar lay against his back. Tyr watched the hologram observe them for a moment before it miniaturized to stand on Harper hip.
"Is Harper all right?"
"He is fine." Tyr promised. "But will need extra protein for breakfast."
When it came to Harper, he and the ship could get along. It nodded then straightened and reappeared at full size by the door. "0600 gentlemen. Harper! Wake up."
"I'm up. " Harper slurred without moving a muscle.
"Now, Harper." The ship ordered. "You need to wash and eat. I have a full schedule of battle damage for you to repair."
Harper groaned then clutched at Tyr, kissing him sweetly. "I'll catch you later," then he pulled away and went into the shower. Tyr turned to Bolivar and was kissed.
"I was right. He is amusing."
"Yes."
"And so much more."
"Yes."