Title: Um ... Okay
Disclaimer(I remembered): Don't own them.
The rooms and corridors of the Starship Andromeda were dark and warm. There was no sign of life, yet no evidence of battle of any kind.
'Okay, need to lay off the old movies.' Harper sighed as he wondered down the hall.
It was creepy.
'If it's so bad why do I have a hard on?'
'Because we're thinking of Tyr.'
Harper stopped in mid step. We? He looked down and saw that he was naked and very aroused.
'Shit!' He jerked around as he tried to cover his erection.
He heard a soft, warm rumble, and relaxed. Tyr.
'Okay, what the hell is going on?'
He felt a caress along his cock the heard a sigh that sounded as if it was right at his ear but no one was there.
He groaned at the pleasure that seemed to come from all sides. He remembered how Tyr had looked in the shower, earlier, how he'd smelled, felt, tasted.
Pre-come dripped and hit the deck with a sizzle, pulling a groan out of him.
Tyr chuckled and Harper looked around.
"Come for me." Tyr called.
Harper ran down the hall, not caring if Andromeda saw him. He doubted if he'd care if Beka or Dylan saw him.
Hell, sell tickets! Harper's cock bobbed three feet in front of him as he ran, making balance difficult.
"Yes." Tyr purred.
Harper staggered and used the wall to stay up right as ... a tongue, it had to be a tongue, licked his nipple.
'Oh, god, yes.' He moaned and stroked his other nipple.
Tyr growled and Harper looked around.
The tongue moved to the second nipple and Harper yelped as he was bitten.
"Mine." Tyr growled.
Harper spun around but no Tyr. 'All yours.'
The tongue was on the skin around his dataport now and his cock was about five feet long and still growing.
A nibble on his earlobe and Harper went to his knees. He was going to need a crane to help him now.
Harper stared as an enormous hand came through the ceiling and wrapped around his ten foot penis. It was Tyr's hand.
Harper opened his eyes and he was back in Tyr's bed while Tyr played the perfect host. They were on their third day of 'relaxation and recuperation' that Dylan had ordered, and Tyr was inexhaustible. Not that Harper was complaining or ...
Tyr chuckled.
Harper came hard.
end(atleast until Harper recovers)