Note: This is the sequel to ‘Rev’s Treat’ it makes more sense if you’ve read that one. If you didn’t read it because you don’t like slash here’s a recap.

Rev brings Harper, Tyr, Beka and Trance a Than delicacy called ‘perfection with dancing happiness’. The four of them eat it on the Maru en-route back to Andromeda while Rev is asleep. The stuff turns out to be a MAJOR aphrodisiac and there is basically a huge orgy. A porn without plot fic really.

Dylan was waiting impatiently on the command deck for the crew to arrive. The Maru had been due back hours ago and the only message they’d sent before arriving back in the hanger bay had been pretty garbled. He ran his hand through his hair, it had been a tough 48 hours: most of the ships systems were automatic but there still had to be someone around just in case of surprises. Dylan didn’t like to leave Rommie alone in case something that affected the ship affected her also. Therefore he was tired and a little stressed when Beka, Tyr, Harper, Rev and Trance trooped in.

"Would anyone like to explain what the Hell is going on?" He asked, "You people are ELEVEN HOURS LATE." Dylan was aware he was shouting but right now it felt good. "DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT AWOL MEANS?"

"I’m sorry Dylan, this was all my fault. The ceremony I was taking part in was much longer than expected and then I…"

"He was late and then we had a problem with the guidance system." Harper said quickly. "Sorry if you were worried."

"Didn’t it occur to any of you to, oh, say…USE THE COM?"

Beka scratched her head; "Uh the problem with the guidance system also affected the com."

Dylan glared at his crew, he opened his mouth to reply when Trance interrupted him, "Dylan, you look tired, why don’t you get some sleep and I’ll bring you some breakfast in the morning? To say sorry for being late."

Dylan sighed and nodded. He was aware that he needed rest and that yelling at the crew wasn’t very productive.

"If the lecture is over then I have something to do elsewhere," said Tyr. He swung out of the door and marched off. It occurred to Dylan that the Neitzschean seemed even grumpier than usual.

Beka clapped her hands and said, "Off you go Dylan, I’ll keep an eye on things here." She radiated false good cheer and even Dylan, tired as he was, didn’t miss the ‘get out of here’ tone in her voice.

What the Hell is going on with them? Did something happen while they were gone? Dylan asked himself as Harper made a half-hearted move towards Beka before mumbling something about engineering and shuffling out. He was walking very carefully which puzzled Dylan rather more. Rev had vanished without a word and Trance was the only one who seemed to be her usual sunny self. Dylan decided to investigate in the morning, a good nights sleep and everything would look better.

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Dylan woke up slowly with the welcome feeling of having had a long uninterrupted nights sleep.

"How long did I sleep?" He mumbled at Andromeda’s sensors.

Andromeda’s hologram appeared on his bedside table, "Eight point four hours. Trance asked me to notify her when you woke up, shall I tell her that you are awake? She really wanted to bring you breakfast."

"Give me fifteen minutes for a shower, OK?"

"Yes Captain" the hologram flicked out and Dylan made his way to the shower. While he washed he pondered the crew’s strange behaviour. There was certainly something they hadn’t told him and his curiosity was getting the better of him. He decided that since Trance didn’t seem to be affected he’d ask her about it when she arrived with the food.

Trance arrived at his door just as he slipped into a tee shirt and tracksuit pants. She brought a covered tray with her and beamed up at Dylan, "I’ve brought you a treat Dylan: it’s a Than delicacy and it’s better than chocolate!"

"Um, I don’t usually eat sweet things for breakfast" he said, not wanting to upset her.

Trance pouted, "Well just try a little. For me?"

Dylan sighed as Trance put the tray down and uncovered the tray; he sat down and tried a piece of the yellow…stuff. "Hey, that’s pretty good. What’s it called?"

"I’m not sure. Rev said it’s got an unpronounceable name and if he can’t say it I don’t think either of us could. Try dipping it in the sauce."

Dylan dipped it, "Hmmm. That is really good. Do you want some?"

"Thanks" said Trance, breaking off a piece and nibbling it. "How are you feeling today? You were awfully tense yesterday; you need to relax more."

"Yeah, I’m sorry I yelled at all of you last night. You’re right, I need to relax. I hope I didn’t annoy the crew too much."

Trance smiled, "I don’t think you have to worry about that too much: they have a lot of other things on their minds today."

That reminded Dylan that he wanted to ask Trance about their trip. "So what happened while you were gone?"

"Well, when we arrived at the Than colony Beka and I went to buy some air filters because the pollen in hydroponics is making Harper sneeze. Tyr bought a huge gun and Harper went to the human quarter. I’m not sure what he was doing there; he was quite evasive when I asked him. Rev went off to visit the religious thingy."

Dylan was having trouble concentrating: he’d never realised how mesmerising it was to watch Trance’s purple cleavage move up and down as she talked. "Uh huh, and then?" He asked, noticing that Trance was wearing one of her skimpier outfits today. Hmmm, purple. I wonder of she tastes like plums? He thought, his eyes wandering down to her enticing belly button as he popped some more of his breakfast into his mouth.

"Well then we all waited on the Maru for Rev to come back. Everyone was a bit bored because he took so long. I sang a few songs to cheer us up and then we played eye-spy. I was telling them about plants when Tyr got all grumpy so I cleaned one of his big nasty guns but that just made him crosser. After that Rev came back and we left."

"Oh" said Dylan, "So why is everyone except you acting strangely?"

"Hmm, that’s probably because of all the sex," said Trance offhandedly. Dylan choked. Trance moved over and thumped him on the back. "Oh dear, are you alright?"

"Fine" wheezed Dylan, "Did you say sex?"

"Mm hmm. Except Rev of course. He was asleep." Trance smiled up at Dylan and he realised her breast was pressed firmly against his arm.

"What did you feed me?" Dylan asked, a suspicion forming in his mind.

"Have you ever heard of ‘perfection with dancing happiness’? That’s what Rev said it translated as."

"Oh God." Dylan knew there was no hope for him: he’d heard about the Than aphrodisiac in the Academy. Lesson one in xenochemistry: never, ever eat PWDH unless you want to spend the next day fornicating with anything that gets in the way.

Trance giggled and blew in his ear. "I told you: you need to relax, I thought I’d help you."

Dylan groaned as his libido disconnected his higher thought processes. He picked up Trance, tossed her on the bed and rubbed his face in her stomach. "Perfect purple princess plum."

"Ooh Dylan you say such nice things" said Trance as she wriggled out of her clothes.

Dylan didn’t answer: he was too busy finding out if she tasted like plums.

The End

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