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The crew of the Spitfire spent a few days in transit, Caeso and Pierro spending this time relaxing while Keiko piloted their way through the sector. After the pairs encounter in the observation deck, Pierro had decided to change into more casual-wear opting for a pair of jeans and a looses fitting logo tee with an animated burger across the breast. Hours past, the two in separate quarters Pierro spending some time pouring over notes for the mission until his stomach let out a low and strong growl, not the first but definitely the loudest.

Stepping out into the common area Pierro decided breakfast would be a good idea setting out a sauce pan and lighting up the stove top. Cracking a couple eggs, the canine quickly fried up a few plates of scrambled eggs, rolling one with some bacon and spices into a burrito for Keiko. Pierro called Caeso out and when the bird scrambled out the canine's jaw dropped.

His avian friend had also opted for a more comfortable outfit, though fairly revealing. Caeso was wearing a very short pair of green mesh shorts, ending at mid-thigh, with a tight black tank top, leaving very little to Pierro's imagination. The canine felt a stir below the belt as he scanned over the exposed muscular arms and legs of the corvid, taking in every inch of exposed flesh. He limply held the plate of eggs out to Caeso who scooped it up, sitting opposite Pierro, and began to chow down, shoveling the fresh eggs into his beaked face.

"Hey, Pierro, are you going to join me or just drool all over the counter?" Caeso said, mouth full of egg. Pierro wiped the drool from his chin and took a seat, pouting and slopping the yellow goo into his muzzle. "So... I can see you like the outfit." Caeso said, lifting his arms into a stretch and exposing his pits and mid-rift, eliciting another soft pulse from the canine's clothed sheath. "Unlike you I don't need to think about sex 24/7." Pierro said indignantly, hoping Caeso would back down but the avian didn't need to be a mind reader to tell that he was having an effect on Pierro and he was happily exploiting that fact. Caeso stood up slowly continuing the stretch exposing more and more of his white downy fluff. Pierro felt tingling, electric and sharp around his sensitive nipples and gut, his cock was now at half mast broken free of the confines of his sheath. He had to restrain himself to keep himself from leaping across the table, ripping off the bird's loose clothing and fucking him hard on the table.

"Alright well, thanks for the breakfast." Caeso said, dropping his arms and walking off back to his quarters, leaving Pierro to suffer in the kitchen. Normally the canine would chase down Caeso and find his relief buried inside that feathered tailhole. Pierro nearly sprinted back to his room, locking the door and throwing off his pants. He panted as he stared at his throbbing cock, pre-cum leaking wildly from the tip and running down to its base. Squeezing the knot of his heavy dick Pierro clamped his jaw down to avoid letting out a moan as he was racked with ecstasy. He slowly rubbed his paw up and down his beating member, coating it in his pre-cum, feeling up every inch of his rod. He whimpered as he picked up his pace, his pre, flying off his slickened cock and on to the carpet. As Pierro felt himself getting close he squatted and shoved his index and middle finger into his ass stimulating his prostate just enough to reach his climax. The thick canine cock shot spurt after spurt over the canine's paw and onto the carpet.

Coming down Pierro licked the sticky ooze from his fur and did his best to clean it from the carpet. After working his mess away, the canine stripped out of his t-shirt, adding it to his jeans and walked into the bathroom connected to his room. He started the shower, letting the steam collect before stepping under the hot water. Pierro took his time, being thorough and washing every inch of his lithe body, scrubbing shampoo deep into his fur. After he felt every muscle in his body relax he finally stepped out of the shower, dabbing a towel at his soaked fur. Once he felt the thick fuzz was thoroughly dry he wrapped the damp towel around himself and stepped out, met with the sound of the ships docking mechanism engaging as the Spitfire pulled into a fuel depot.

Pierro remembered the file explaining that the ship wouldn't be able to reach Aiklinossa without stopping to refuel and this station served as both a depot and a research station. Part of their mission was to check in at the station which had gone silent the past few solar cycles. Pierro slipped on his normal outfit, a pair of boxer briefs, solid purple this time, black silk pants, white button-up and an armored vest, slipping his mag pistol in it's holster and pocketing the expandable mono-blade.

Stepping out Pierro noticed that Caeso's quarters were open again and the cock pit vacant. The canine peaked his head in to check on Caeso who wasn't in the small room, instead a pair of frogs, tall and lanky wearing scrap armor, were digging through the room. The two were both hues of purple one darker than the other and wielding thermal pistols, digging through the crow's clothing and bags haphazardly.

"Shit!" Pierro cursed under his breath as he crept back out, carefully drawing his Mag Pistol and taking a quick calming breath. Inching out from around the corner Pierro took his shot, the bolt flying through and in-between the two, puncturing the leather case they were searching. The purple frogs spun their heads centering on Pierro's direction. "Come on out here ya lil' shit." The darker of the two said, pulling his gun and centering at the doorway. 'Caeso, where are you? I can't fight on my own.' Pierro thought as he loaded another bolt into the mag pistol and readying another shot. Loosing another shot Pierro landed a hit in the darker frog's gut who twisted in pain, slumping to the ground and clutching his stomach. The other frog was visibly shocked, his hands shaking and his eyes darting between the door and his cripple partner.

"If you put your thermal pistol and other equipment on the ground right now I am willing to spare you the indecency I just provided your slimy friend." Pierro said, stepping out with his mag pistol raised at the lone enemy. The frantic frog freaked loosing a shot at Pierro catching the canine on his left shoulder, the burning smell of fur and flesh permeated Pierro's nose and he held back his gag reflex as best he could. "Alright, I could tell that was an accident, you seem a little green so I'll give it a pass. If you drop your weapons we can let this whole thing go, what do you say?" The frog stifled a sniffle before he dropped the laser pistol on the ground and dumping out a terran knife along-side it.

"I-I'm sorry, I just couldn't let my bro join a pirate crew alone, I never wanted to do this please just don't hurt us." The frog dropped to the ground clutching his brother who was still writhing. Pierro felt back for the young pair, plugging a code into a hidden panel on the wall, he pulled a health kit out and patched up his shoulder as best he could.

"Alright, here, I'll help you get him on the bed," Pierro said, grabbing one side of the older sibling and the two dropped the cringing man on Caeso's bed. "okay, so, what's your name?"

"Alonso and this big lug is Cesar." The younger frog said as Pierro collected their items and dumped them in the hidden compartment.

"Okay Alonso, I'll make a deal with you, if you answer all my questions I will use the other stim kit from the health kit to help your brother, stabilize him and knock him out, alright?" Pierro pulled out a small pack from the kit and showed it to Alonso reassuringly.

"Yes, please, whatever will get this whole nightmare behind us."

"Who do you work for? Where are they now?"

"We rode under Captain Velez, he took the station for the crew but, honestly he only uses it to train courtesans and host events." Pierro took a mental note so he'd be ready to report back to Ursir.

"Where's Caeso? Where's my crew?"

"They're probably in the stations brig, the crew lures ships in, posing as a fuel depot but then they attack their crews, enslaving them and scrapping the ship for armor. Cesar and I, were here to identify any tech worth taking before the ship is scrapped." Pierro just imagined what the other two were going through right now, shivering uncomfortable with the idea of Caeso servicing some scummy pirate.

"Alright Alonso, last question, how many members of Velez's crew are on the station?" Pierro didn't think he could take more than a handful of untrained pirates but if the crew was scarce he may be able to maneuver around to the brig without much difficulty. Before Alonso could answer though Pierro heard heavy boots lurch into the ship, foot steps echoing from down the hall. "Hide, hide, and here." Pierro handed the amphibian the stim kit before shuffling them away into the bathroom and preparing an attack. As the heavy boots got closer and closer Pierro's heart began to race, unsheathing the mono-blade and readying his attack. The door slid open and Pierro stabbed at the figure who grabbed him by the wrist, pulling him out into the open and suddenly everything went dark.