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Eric looked in on the lounge. There was Robert, as well as most of the crew. The hyena had his head back, a brain wave altering band over his head, Brack kneeling between his legs sucking him off. Brick was at one of the game table with Jeff and William. Xavier was fucking Marc on the couch. He went to the hyena and tapped him on his shoulder. Robert's eyes took a long time to focus on him, then he had a goofy grin.

Eric tapped his temple, and it took Robert thirty seconds to realize what he meant and turn off the band. Then it was a minute before his eyes cleared, but before he could say anything, he cursed, grunted and arced his back.

When he came down, Brack bobbed his head a couple of time then released the hyena's cock, smacking his lips. He eyed the tiger, whose fur was now a reddish brown with bright yellow stripes. "You want me to suck you off too?" he asked, nodded to Eric's erection.

"Once I'm done talking with Robert."

"Anything wrong, Captain?"

"No, and in here it's Eric. It's been four months, you should get used to it."

Robert shrugged. "I was raised to respect my superior at all time."

"Somehow I don't think those who taught you that expected you'd be fucking him every day."

"No, they didn't, but even when I'm fucking you, you're still my captain."

"Good for you," Jeff said without looking their way. "If my cock's up his ass, he's my bitch." He made a face and tapped the surface. William grins in triumph.

Eric rolled his eyes. "I wanted to know if you'd mind moving to a different room."

"No. why?"

"I need three adjacent rooms, to reconfigure them into my kids' room. Since you've been here the shortest amount of time I thought you wouldn't have made it your own to the point it would be tough to move."

Robert started at the tiger. "You're getting kids?"

"Yeah."

The lounge was quiet.

"C- congrats," the hyena said. "How many?"

"I haven't decided yet. I'm going to the Fertility clinic at Titan to get the process started."

"Are kids a good idea on a ship?" Marc asked. He and Xavier had stopped fucking, and while the spider monkey was an inquisitive expression, Xavier's eyes were wide with surprise.

"It's no different from raising children on a station. They'll have their father, and a crew as extended family."

"A crew that fucks everywhere," the monkey said. "If there's going to be kids around, we're going to have to change how we do that."

"Why?" Eric asked.

"His Sol Gov roots are showing," Jeff commented.

Marc looked from the tiger to the jackal. "You can't tell me you're okay with exposing children to sex."

Jeff snorted. "They're going to be Orrs. Those guys come out of the box fucking. by the time they're going to be four they'll be fucking the lot of us."

"We don't become sexually active that young." Eric stated.

Marc was watching him, stunned.

"Is that going to be a problem?" Eric asked.

"You're kidding, right?"

"No."

"Eric, they're kids, it isn't right."

the tiger nodded. "Alright, if that's how you feel, we can discuss terminating your contract on the way back to Earth."

That shocked the monkey, but Eric didn't focus on him. He looked around the lounge. Robert was the only other one with a shocked expression. William, their other Sol Gov citizen had been with him longer than Jeff, almost from the start, and he'd shed all his preconceptions about sex over that time.

Brick and Brack had their usual pleased smile. Nothing phased those two. Eric suspected that he could announce that everyone on the crew had to get castrated and they'd just nod and ask if their balls were going to stay attached or be removed.

Xavier's overjoyed expression baffled Eric for a moment, he was also Sol Gov, and with being part of the crew for only five years, he'd expected him to be put off by it too, but if he wasn't going to cause trouble, that's all Eric cared about.

He focused on Robert again. "Is this going to be a problem?"

The hyena took a few breaths. "I can't say I'm comfortable with the idea, but this is an Orr ship, not Sol Gov, so I'm going to guess your laws about kids and sex are different. I signed a contract, and I'm going to stick with it, so you're not going to hear anything about it from me."

"The only difference is that kids are allowed to proposition for sex."

"They're kids," Marc interjected. "They can't know what that means."

"Shows what you know," Jeff replied staring at the monkey.

"Are you telling me you've had sex with a kid?"

"I have eight brothers and sisters, all of whom have kids. What do you think?"

Eric prepared himself to put a stop to the argument he could see starting, but the jackal stood.

"Boss, if you'll excuse us. me and Marc need to have go have a private talk. I'm going to explain how things work back home." The jackal pulled the monkey up, apologizing to the zebra, but Xavier didn't seem to notice him.

Eric was going to make sure to be available, that conversation was bound to turn ugly and someone was going to have to be patched up.

"When do you need me to move?" Robert asked, in the ensuing silence.

"Sooner is better than later. I want to have figured out how I want to arrange them before we're back at Earth, maybe get some of the work started if there's anything that can be done without permits."

"I'm qualified to do ship modifications," Xavier offered tentatively.

"Alright, I'll let you know what I want."

"I don't have much," Robert said, "so it won't be long. I just have to pack my things."

"We'll help you move them," Brick said, getting up.

"You don't have to, there really isn't much."

"That's what we're here for," Brack replied. "To lift stuff."

"You mean lift your tails," William said. "Don't lie to us, you're only going with him because you're hoping he'll fuck you as payments."

The mules gave the gray wolf beaming grins.

A little bewildered, Robert followed them out.

"Looks like you lost your blowjob, Eric," William said, reconfiguring the game table.

The tiger grinned. "I haven't. It's just going to be someone else who sucks me off." he went and stood next to William. "how about it?"

The wolf chuckled and wrapped his lips around the tiger's cock.

* * * * *

Xavier entered Eric's office. "I've finished the plans."

The tiger looked at him, and the door closing behind the zebra. His fur was now light gray with bright red stripes. An icon appeared, letting him know he had a file from Xavier.

Not long after his announcement about getting children he'd told Xavier about turning the three rooms into one large one, for the cribs and equipment needed to raise babies and infants. The zebra had gone right to it, to the detriment of his other duties, Eric thought. They were two weeks from Titan Station and he still hadn't received the final in depth inspection of the array.

"What do you think?" Xavier asked.

"Where's the inspection report?"

"I'm not done, but what do you think of the design for the room?"

"I don't care about it. I care about having an inspection report to submit when we disconnect from the array."

"You're going to have it, just take a look at the design, I really surpassed myself."

Eric leaned back in his chair. "What's going on with you Xavier?"

"What do you mean?"

"You've barely done any of your duties of the last month. Robert said that the repairs he asked you to do at junction D8 are so sloppy he's worried the ceiling is going to fall."

"He's exaggerating. It was just a minor fracture."

Eric called up the picture Robert had sent him and displayed it on his desk. "Does this look minor to you?" The fracture was two feet long from the middle of the section to the intersection, a few inches away from the wall. At the intersection, the ceiling sagged down.

Xavier's ears folded back. "It wasn't that bad when I got to it."

"This is from a few minutes ago. You're lucky you showed up, I was going to track you down. Is this what you call doing your job?"

"I'm sorry, I thought I'd fixed it."

Eric sighed. "that's the worst one, but it isn't the only report I've had. What's going on Xavier? if you don't want to work for me anymore, just tell me. I'm not going to force you to work through the last two years of your contract."

"No! no. it isn't that. I love it here. It's just that I've been working on the design for the kids' room."

"That isn't your job, Xavier. I appreciate that you're helping, but I won't have that come at the expense of the work I pay you to do."

"No, of course not," the zebra whispered.

"I want you to go fix that, and then do the array inspection. You only have two weeks left, I want a thorough job, don't give me a reason to track you down."

Xavier grinned and opened his mouth, but Eric glared at him. He didn't have any patience left for some glib comment.

"Yes, Eric, I understand. I won't disappoint you."

"That's all I ask for."

With a nod Xavier left his office. Eric waited a moment then opened the file the zebra sent him. He had a request for the file to supersede his vision, he denied it. He wasn't giving that kind of access to anything, not even if it came from a trusted employee.

The picture resolved before him a large room, with cribs on one side, a feeding table and changing table in the center and a large bed on the other side. he'd surprised Xavier when he said he wanted it to be his room too.

Eric knew most parents, even within Orr territories, preferred having their own rooms, but his family didn't care for that separation.

He didn't care for the coloring of the walls, blues and pinks with stylized space ships, hovers and clowns and animals. he understood Xavier had given it a scheme that would appeal to both boys and girls, the zebra had no way to know it wasn't needed. Eric was going to have boys. Even without typing them that way, they would be male. It was one of the constants in his family, along with everyone being male exclusive, with the rare exception here and there.

He made notes to the file, but didn't send it back. He didn't know if he believed Xavier that his lack of enthusiasm for his work was only because he'd been focused on his kids' room, but he wasn't going to give him an excuse to get back to that.

That done, he left his office for the bridge. William was on duty and it had been a few hours since he'd seen to him. He'd fuck him this time.

Marc exited his room as Eric walked by it.

"Captain," the monkey said.

"Marc," Eric greeted him back. "How are you doing?" After their talk, Jeff had asked Eric to go easy on the monkey for a couple of weeks, and Eric had.

"I'm managing." Marc wasn't quite as withdrawn as he'd been, but Eric still wasn't happy with the state of his communication officer.

Eric groped him, and Marc moved back until he was pressed against the wall.

"Please Captain," the monkey pleaded. "Please, Eric, I'm not... I can't."

Eric let go of him. He didn't even consider forcing himself on Marc. He'd had sex with him a few times over the last month in the lounge. Marc had been zoned out on mind alteration and hadn't said no to Eric.

"You're going to have to make a decision."

Marc nodded. "I know. I'm trying, I really want to stay. I've been working through it with a shrink program."

"Okay. I'm heading to the bridge to see to William's needs. Who's been seeing to yours?"

"Xavier, Will and Jeff, mostly."

"Alright." Eric left him there, and went to take care of William.

* * * * *

"Titan station," Marc said, "this is freight puller Z3F89M7, with an array of food stuff from Orr Corporation for consignment and redistribution through the outer system."

"Orr puller Z3F89M7, welcome back to Titan," the response came back. "Please be advised that we're running behind on taking arrays. The current ETA to take you in is nine hours."

That explained the volume of arrays in the staging area Eric saw. By regulation, each ship was supposed to keep a hundred kilometer between each of them, but quite a few of them looked to be closer than that.

"What's the holdup?" Marc asked.

"Two of the connectors are under repairs and we've had to shuffle arrays around to other corporation connectors to process them. So you'll have to wait in line unless you're willing to go somewhere else, I have three sports with Amaritech currently open, one with vanguard also open and two independent that are about to open. I know you won't take Vanguard, but I can jump you ahead of the queue for the other spots."

Marc looked to Eric.

"How much fuel will we burn sitting here?" he asked Jeff.

"I can shut everything down but the life support and we'll only burn around two hundred liters."

"No, I want us able to move in an instant. I don't trust the other ships to pay attention to where everyone is." From a full propulsion shutdown, it could take as much as an hour to get the system going again.

"At standby for nine hours, probably five thousand liters. We have plenty, there's about a quarter of the fuel pod left on the array."

Eric nodded while he ran the numbers. The fuel was paid by the corporation so he didn't have to pay too much attention of how much he used, but it still showed up on the quarterly reports. If he had to justify the extra fuel he needed a reason.

He connected to the comm board, located the screen with the station contact and tapped it. "This is Eric Orr."

"Captain Orr," the station acknowledged.

"Who is going to pay to move the freight from the connector to Orr's consignment warehouse?"

There was a moment of silence. "I'm afraid it'll have to be you."

"Thank you. We'll wait for one of our connector to become available then." The decision was simple. Hiring station transport for all the freight in those pods would cost the corporation far more than the fuel they'd burn sitting here.

"Okay. we're no longer in critical while on standby," Eric said. "only one of you needs to keep watch."

"You go, Jeff," Marc said.

"Are you sure?" The Jackal asked.

"Yeah, I am."

"You know I'm going to have to take care of your needs," Eric said. "We've been on approach for three hours. I can smell how horny you are."

Marc stood and moved to the pilot's chair, where whoever was on watch usually sat. "I know. the shrink said it was time for me to confront my issues directly and it's represented by you and having sex with you." Jeff gave him the seat. "I can't keep zoning my brains so you'll be able to fuck me."

Jeff stood next to the chair until Eric indicated for him to leave. he might have wanted to participate, possibly to make thing easier on Marc, but Eric wanted this to be private. If Marc had to vent while they had sex, he didn't want him to have to deal with an audience. he closed the door behind the Jackal.

"You didn't have to get jacked just so I could fuck you. I would have respected your choice." Eric's jumpsuit melted away into the belt.

"The contract says I only get to refuse you six times before I get fired."

Eric leaned against the pilot's board in front of the monkey. "Marc, that's there for the idiots who think they can trick their way on my ship. You've been with me four years now. Until this, you've never refused to have sex. I'm not going to press. If you don't feel ready, you can have Jeff come back."

The spider monkey shook his head. "No, I want to do this. I know I'm not going to be comfortable, but the program says it's time." Marc's gray uniform melted away.

"Alright, then let's see if I can make you comfortable with this again." Eric said, stepping to up to the chair and kneeling between the monkey's legs.