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Being employed in the Jedi Praxeum on Yavin 4 was, by far, the best thing to happen to Etina Lye. It reminded her of the days she worked in Theed City on Naboo years before the Imperial occupation, a job that was challenging and called upon her favorite trade skills of maintenance and repair. In those days she was required to keep herself hidden from the sight of the human population, who did not favor non-human occupants. The Imperial presence there was even worse, but at least she had been able to keep her job.

The years after had been one hardship after another - moving from Naboo to avoid the wars following the fall of the Empire, failing to find good work on a non-Imperial world, that world soon after falling under Imperial rule, and the loss of her mate. When her eldest son was conscripted into the local Imperial garrison, she lamented not being able to see him any more, keeping in touch with him via e-mail or brief visits, and it could not have been clearer that he was miserable in their ranks.

Here on Yavin 4, employed as a head technician in the Praxeum's hangars, she could see him anytime she wanted. For once, however, she was looking for someone else, buzzing the hatch to the _Gold Rush_and waiting with a pair of containers tucked underneath an arm.

It took several long seconds before the hatch slid open, a young female Trianii leaning out the door. "Can I hel-- oh, Etina! I wasn't expecting to see you today, come in," she offered, gesturing to enter.

"Thank you, dear," the older vulpine replied. "I hope I didn't catch you or the captain at a bad time, I wasn't sure if you got my message from last night."

"We're fine tonight," Syrra assured her, leading her into the ship. "Lightsaber drills were rescheduled for next week while more training droids are repaired. Kajex, we have some company!" she called out.

"Be right there," came the reply from somewhere near the cargo hold. "You make yourself at home, Ms. Lye, I'll just be a second. There's ale in the cooler if you'd like."

"I appreciate your hospitality," she told him, sitting at the card table and setting down her containers, handing one to Syrra. "I brought you both a bit of a home-cooked dinner while we talk, it's the least I could do now that I know how little time you have to cook for yourselves."

"We're fine, but we won't turn down a meal either," Syrra chuckled.

"Is Talrik here?"

"Not right now," Kajex said as he entered from the other side of the lounge, wiping his paws with a half-clean rag. "He woke up early to help me with some engine repairs before leaving this morning. I think he's hanging out with Arrik and a few of his friends."

The elder fox sighed, looking satisfied. "That's good. He never got time to visit either of us after he was conscripted but he's been spending at least a couple of hours with us every other day. I keep thinking he's trying to make up for lost time."

"I wouldn't be surprised," Syrra nodded. "You and Arrik were all he could think about while Kajex went to get you out of Remnant territories. I had to work hard just to make sure he ate."

"You both will always have my thanks for watching over him. And for getting me and my youngest kit to safety, I'll never be able to thank you enough for that, Captain."

"Ah, don't mention it," Kajex grinned, taking a seat and reaching into the cooler next to the table. "And you don't need to keep calling me Captain, Kajex is fine. Just treat us to a lunch every now and again and we'll call it even."

"Deal," she chuckled, pushing a container to both of them as Kajex passed around bottles of ale out. "I'll go a step further and put you in the kitchen once a week, in fact," she said, looking the wolf in the eye as he took a swig. "You'll have to learn how to cook for yourself if you plan to marry this girl."

The effect was immediate, the wolf jerking up and coughing as he slopped a bit of drink on his shirt, all while Syrra blushed and looked away with a giggle. "I didn't--"

"Oh please, Kajex," the vixen sighed, giving him a warm smile. "The looks my husband, may the Force preserve him, gave me are the same ones you have whenever you're around Syrra. It's subtle, but I can tell. That's besides the point, if you plan to have a family then you'll need to learn how to cook for a family. I'll make that a part of my way of thanking you.

"We'd appreciate it," Syrra laughed, speaking on behalf of the flustered and still-sputtering wolf. "There's no reason the both of us can't be students while we're here."

"Y-yeah," the wolf managed to say awkwardly, drying himself off with the rag while Syrra unsealed her container, revealing a steaming meat stew. "Anyway, did you need to talk to all three of us, then? Not that you need a reason to visit, of course, I just wondered if you had something on your mind."

"I did, in fact," she nodded. "I tried to send you a message last night, but it was pretty late and I hadn't marked it as urgent. It's not, really, but now that I have you both here I can bring it up."

"My inbox has been swamped by... a former associate," Kajex explained hesitantly. "I haven't been checking it as often as I would normally, I keep thinking it's from him trying to give me another job with the CSA."

"It's alright, I can understand that." She paused to take a swig from her bottle, redirecting her gaze back to the wolf. "I expected Talrik to spend time with Arrik, to be honest, but I needed to know he was still hanging out with his little brother. I wanted to talk to you two privately about his relationship with you two."

Both Kajex and Syrra had started to dig into Etina's meal, stopping short with their spoons halfway to their muzzles when she mentioned the word "relationship." The couple traded a concerned look, but it was Kajex who spoke first. "I'm not sure what you mean by that."

"Unless you mean our working relationship," Syrra interjected. "He's a great friend and a valued member of our little crew."

"Oh, I'm sure he is," Etina nodded. "When his father never returned, he stepped up and made sure to take care of things, helped me raise Arrik as best as he could. I taught him what I was able to about maintenance, though I know it wasn't his passion as much as it was mine. He takes after his father, always wanting to help other people."

"We've seen that in him," Kajex said. "I'm glad to have him around."

"As am I," Syrra agreed.

"And he's also pretty good in bed, isn't he?" Etina continued with a grin.

Now the couple looked away, cheeks burning red. Neither said anything, though the couple did give each other a nervous glance.

"It's fine," she said, waving her paw dismissively. "I already had a pretty good feeling that Talrik was in a physical relationship, he talks about the both of you like you were his own family; and while I don't know how either of your species' family dynamics work, it's obvious to me that he feels that way about both of you."

"It's... hard not to feel that way about him," Kajex admitted quietly. "I've known him for less than half a year and he already feels like a little brother, or at least what I imagine a little brother would be like."

"He is," Syrra agreed. "Which... might be weird considering that we have, and still do, sleep with him."

"Well, don't let me be the one to tell you to stop," the vixen chuckled. "That would make me quite the hypocrite, wouldn't it."

Both of them perked up that at, now trading surprised looks. It was Kajex who spoke first. "You mean... you and him have been..."

"Intimate, yes," Etina acknowledged without a hint of hesitance. "And we still are, when he's around and has the time. It's not a common practice among Amaran, but it's also not a taboo, either. It was one of the ways he wanted to contribute, something he suggested that I was open to."

"That... would explain why he was familiar enough when it came to me," Syrra muttered, looking particularly red-faced.

"It's also how I know he's been getting it from both of you," the vixen continued, looking amused at their reactions. "Whether it's the arc of his tail when it wags, or that slight limp when he walks, I've seen it before. Not many mothers know their boys so well. But anyway, that's not why I came here to speak with you; not entirely, at least."

"What do you mean?" Kajex asked.

"With moving from Naboo, being short on funds, losing his father, and being conscripted into the Stormtrooper Corps, it's been a few years since we've actually been able to celebrate his birthday," she explained. "It's gotten to the point where he's actually forgotten it, and I'm sure a large part of that has to do with his treatment during training and in his forced service."

"Yeah, well... it didn't seem like they were the kind of unit to take him out drinking," the wolf sighed. "He deserves better."

"When is it?" Syrra asked.

"Three days from now," she told them. "I already have my gift to him ready - nothing sex-related, mind you. I wanted to tell both of you because I thought you might want to contribute. There's nothing I can really suggest to you in terms of material goods, he's not that kind of fox, but I know he loves both of you like his family. As you have a strong bond with him now, I was going to suggest that you do all you can to make his evening."

"How would we go about doing that?" Kajex asked.

"By giving him one thing he's been lacking for a while now - a little bit of control."

The couple glanced at each other, then nodded. "If that's what we're looking at," Kajex said, "I think I might know the best way to go about it..."

When Talrik Lye had been conscripted into the Imperial Remnant Stormtrooper Corps., it had been a difficult life to adjust to. By now he had come to terms with the abuse he had endured while training, but in a strange way it made the training much easier to deal with - a means by which he could focus and pour energy towards to push down the pain he once had. Over time it had gotten easier, even if the abuse hadn't, and it was hard to stop when some days it was the only way he could stop thinking about it.

He loved Syrra and Kajex. Not just for them being there for him, but for giving him the means to keep focusing. Training had already been a part of both of their lives, and now he was able to be a part of theirs in that way, too. It didn't matter if Kajex was more experienced, or if Syrra was stronger and faster - as she was now demonstrating, a good twenty feet ahead of him - because in the end, they made sure he was a part of what they were doing. And one those increasingly rare days where he would lapse and feel vulnerable and shaken by his past, they were there for him too.

And then there was his mother.

"That's it, son... just like that..."

Talrik groaned, his hips flexing and rolling forward to meet his mother's inner thighs, sheathing his cock in the comforting warmth of her honey-slick cleft. It was the first stroke in their time together, united at the loins, arms wrapped around each other, paws groping for the sensitive areas they knew best. A powerful squeeze around his cock caused him to throw his head back in a bark, shuddering as her inner walls bore down on his throbbing prick.

"That's... Mom, that's--"

"Talrik... my name..."

His cheeks flushed with a mixture of pride and embarrassment. "... Etina... you feel so good..."

It felt so erotic, yet so taboo, to use his own mother's name, speak it like the lovers they were; an unspoken yet acknowledged fact that he was taking his place, the one Etina granted him, where his father could not be. She could have picked anyone else, was lovely enough to find another mate if she wanted to, yet she chose him, encouraged him to call her by name. Other Amaran would have seen it as unseemly, but there was no doubt that it made the act of fucking his mother, making her his, that much sweeter. He felt no guilt as he worked his back and hips into the elder fox, spearing his thick cock repeatedly into her depths, kissing the back of her crevice. She chirped and his heart sang, a smile etched into his face as he rutted his partner.

Her thighs squeezed around his hips and he shivered, burying his face in her neck, something of a feat for the difference in size between them. Where she was an average height for their species, at five feet and two inches Talrik was about as tall as an Amaran could get. That size difference seemed to make the moment between them more taboo, like a predator rutting away at their prey, the son dominating his willing mother. Yet even with his trained body shaking and shivering with need, he kept his movements careful. She could only just take his full length, knot and all, something he was starting to feel as his climax neared.

She reached hers first, a chirp ringing through the prefabricated shelter as her inner walls clenched hard around his dick, rippling tight as a brief splash of nectar soiled the bedspread beneath them. He waited, timing himself just right and grabbing her neck in his teeth, the vixen's voice singing in ecstasy as she rode out her orgasm, paws reaching out blindly to grab his shoulders, arching her back and shuddering before going nearly limp in his arms. By now, the urge to cum had reached its highest point - it was only seconds away, a flood of seed to fill her protected womb.

Seconds from release, he was stopped. "Kit... not inside, today," she purred into his ear.

"H-huh?" he groaned.

Her hand went to his cheek and he slowed down. Even after years of their mother-son coupling, even when she gave him free reign to do as he pleased, she was still able to take control back with a touch. The urge to unload lessened and he focused, looking into her eyes and nodding to let her know he was listening.

"You've got training with Syrra later today," she reminded him, giving him a warm smile even as she panted underneath him. "If you knot me, you'll end up being late - and I have to get to work in twenty minutes."

"I... yeah," he whined, pulling his hips back. "Sorry, I just--"

"It's okay, kit, don't apologize," she purred, pulling herself back, a string of precum keeping the foxes connected a few moments longer before breaking. "I'd be a terrible mother to leave you with blue-balls."

He said nothing, climbing out of the bunk and standing to it's side while Etina got to the floor and slid his cock into her muzzle, continuing to purr as she sheathed all eight inches past her lips. No sooner had she deep-throated it when her tongue started to lash at the base, stimulating his knot as the gentle vibrations of her purring poured along his shaft. Talrik shivered and moaned, reaching down and grabbing her head - a yelp erupted from his muzzle as the dam burst and his balls churned, the core of his loins pumping several thick gouts of seed into his mother's waiting muzzle. Almost as if on instinct she pulled back, giggling as a wad of his spunk splash against her cheeks, the majority of his output there for only seconds before she swallowed.

His legs gave out and he dropped to his knees, caught by his mother's arms as they purred and embraced. There was no risk in what they did, the vixen having long decided to remain on contraceptives ever since she had started sleeping with her son; but to have the vixen as a partner was intense and erotic enough.

Eventually he roused himself out of the haze and afterglow of incestuous lust. While he would have much preferred to have knotted and snuggled with her, he had promised to help with Syrra's training and with maintaining Kajex's ship. In any event, he could not deny that ending his session with his load in his mother's muzzle was nearly as good as a good tie. He felt her paw behind his ear and he purred, leaning into her affections.

"Thanks, mom," he murmured, nuzzling her.

"Thank you, son," she replied, licking his cheek. "You know... we didn't have to continue this when you got back, but I'm glad you chose to."

"I promised I would take care of you and Arrik," he said, straightening up. "I'm keeping that promise."

"I know," she sighed, touching noses with him. "I just wonder sometimes if it comes at the expense of forgetting about yourself."

"What do you mean?" he asked, curious. Perhaps it was only to his ears, but there was a subtlety in her words that made him think there was something he should have known.

She shook her head. "Don't worry about it," she told him, getting up and sitting at the edge of the bed. "You have me to look out for you; and Syrra and Kajex," she added. "They're like family at this point, aren't they."

There was a half-moment hesitation, a flick in his ear as he considered his relationship with the wolf and Trianii. Nobody could have anticipated when he joined the pair that they'd develop a physical relationship with him, as if forming a makeshift pack on the_Gold Rush_. Only a few others outside of the ship knew that they often shared a bed, but at no point had he informed his mother about this relationship. Now, though, he wondered if she'd perhaps guessed at it.

The moment passed and he managed a convincing smile. "They really are. I wouldn't want anyone else at my back."

"And I know they wouldn't want anyone else at their back but you," she said, running a paw through her hair. "I'm so proud of you, Talrik."

"Thanks, Mom." He shared a hug with her, feeling his energy coming back to him. "I better get going, Syrra's going to want to start things off with a run."

As he'd anticipated, the Trianii wanted to limit her weekend training to just a jungle run. Stormtrooper training demanded that non-humans meet the same goals as humans did, no exceptions, and despite the harshness of the training he kept up well. It was no surprise, then, that he was able to keep up with Syrra and Kajex when they took their run through the hangars and landing areas surrounding the Great Temple. The true difficulty was in keeping up with them when they deviated into the jungle, where the ground was uneven, but over the course of several months he had become more accustomed to the challenging terrain - though he often wondered how it was that Kajex was able to keep up with Syrra, the fox never knowing him to be the outdoors type.

Back when he started his legs would have been burning and he'd be wheezing. Now, the only pain he was feeling was in his side. He drew in breath and winced, feeling the stitch in his side and slowing just a bit as they jogged out of the treeline and neared the hangar. Syrra slowed down, reaching a wall next to the hangar and leaning against it, panting from the exertion while Talrik reached her second later.

"That was good," she told him. "You've been keeping your eyes on my back the entire time even when I've been sprinting ahead."

"It's easier when the view is nice," he chuckled, gesturing to her. "Must be how Kajex manages to keep up, too."

It got a laugh out of her, a slight blush on her cheeks. "You're sweet, Talrik," she purred. "It's almost hard to believe how much you've changed since we took you on - and started sleeping with you," she added in an undertone.

He shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. I don't think I'd be so bold if it wasn't you guys," he admitted. "Still, I thought a Jedi would have been faster. Trying to keep the Force usage down, huh?" he guessed, his breathing slowing little by little.

"Kajex suggested it," she told him. "And besides, I wanted my running buddy around. You hurting any?"

"I'll be alright," he groaned, rubbing at his side. "Around the one-mile mark it gets this way."

"Well let me help you out," she offered, reaching out and pulling him closer.

The months of working alongside the feline allowed him to recognize at once that she intended to use her healing abilities to treat him, her paw going to the stitch in his side. For a few moments she was silent, her eyes closed with a clear meditative focus. Within seconds he felt a slight tingle, his breathing becoming much easier as the cramp released. The exhaustion through his body subsided, leaving him with a sensation akin to being both immersed and filled with cool water. When she pulled away he took a deep breath in, savoring the rapid rejuvenation and relaxing, raising his gaze with the intent to thank her.

The word was on his lips when hers pressed against them.

He froze in shock, completely unprepared for the Trianii Padawan to catch him in a kiss. Her paws slide up his back and he felt a warm tingle in his upper body as she applied her Jedi training to his back. For a few long second he found himself unsure of what to do, before settling on slipping her arms around him and prompting him to reciprocate with a pleasant sigh as he pushed her up against the wall, feeling her purr against his chest as they engaged in a more intense form of cuddling, tongues teasing against one another.

She broke it off first, looking up at him with a glint of playfulness in her eyes. "Feeling better?"

"Much better," he said quietly, giving her a confused smile. "Where did that come from?"

"Nowhere in particular," she told him, leaning in and nuzzling him. "Kajex gives me spontaneous moments of affections, and I give him plenty in return. I don't see why you shouldn't get the same."

"Well... Kajex usually does with me," Talrik admitted. It was true, the wolf was often keen on rubbing his ears, nipping him playfully, or giving his sheath a brush from his tail. "But I won't say no to being affectionate with you, either."

She reached up and cupped his face, looking him straight in the eyes. "Hey. You know we both love you, right?"

The purr in his chest strengthened at her words - though it didn't displace his curiosity. "Yeah... and I love you guys too. But seriously, where is this all coming from?"

"I guess I just want you to know that you mean a lot to me. We've had a few close shaves in the past, almost lost both you and Kajex in the middle of a mission." She nuzzled him. "I'm glad you have my back, Talrik. I feel safer with you and Kajex on my side. And I'm glad we can share these kind of moments with you - I wouldn't give them up for anything."

"That's... thank you," he finally managed to say through a shy smile, struggling to find something sufficient to add. "I guess... I don't really have anywhere else to be right now. If we've both got the time, maybe we can show each other how appreciative we are."

"Hmm, good," she purred, putting a paw on his chest. "Because I've got an idea I'd like to try. Think you might be game for a little fun?"

The fox looked around, noticing there were few people in the vicinity. The northern hangar of the Great Temple had gained a reputation for being the Wolf's Den, where Kajex had made the Gold Rush its nest, and there weren't often many visitors in that part of the temple unless the wolf was holding a card game night. Even without getting in the ship, they had options for privacy.

"If you give me time for a shower to cool down, sure," he said, intrigued by her offer.

"Good enough," she teased, reaching down and giving his package a firm rub through his shorts. He shivered at the touch, appreciating the boldness. "I'll let you know when I'm ready."

She kissed his nose quickly, whipping around and giving him a quick, slick brush across the nose with her tail, leaving him to watch her return to the ship with a bounce in her step and a sway in her hips. He grinned, not quite hurrying to keep up with her, giving him time to calm himself down. By the time he reached the ship she had already disappeared up the ramp, leaving him to himself as he strode to the ship's showers.

He stepped in, pausing a moment. His keen ears could hear Syrra's soft footsteps further in the ship, likely to take a shower in the captain's quarters. It was fine, he hadn't expected her to join him in the communal 'fresher, though the trio were no strangers to getting dirty while cleaning up. What was curious, though, was that he could not hear Kajex anywhere, when he had expected the wolf to either be joining Syrra or working on the ship; moreso since it suggested that Kajex might not be aware that Syrra was in the mood for sex, unless the fox had misinterpreted her teasing.

He scoffed at that as he stripped off his clothing - one of the few things he was proud of was being able to read body language even across others species. She was being genuine, of that he had no doubt. He shed the last of his clothing and spent a few moments staring down at his sheath, noting the tip of his pink cock peeking out, as if looking for the feline that had stirred it up. Once he was under a satisfying stream of hot water, shuddering as his muscled started to relax, his thoughts started to linger and trail into other matters.

His first experience with actual intimacy, with someone who wasn't his mother, had been with Kajex, sparked from an incident that had happened in the shower; a moment of alarm and regret, a panic attack giving way to grief, and ending in Talrik shivering in the wolf's arms, explaining what he had been through. What had been a moment of pain had, by the end of the evening, turned into the first night of him healing from that past, supported by his friends - who were now his lovers and, as far as he was concerned, his family.

In minutes he had lathered and rinsed away all the body fatigue his workout with Syrra had entailed, though as he dried off he wondered if she intended to tire him out even more. He had just finished drying out his hair when he heard soft footsteps padding in behind him.

She gave him no time to react, catching his muzzle in another kiss just as he lifted the towel off of his head. His eyes widened as the completely naked Trianii slid up against him, moaning and purring into muzzle. In seconds his pulse quickened, almost as if he had broken into another sprint, mentally trying to catch up with Syrra as he wrapped his arms around her lithe body. She felt incredible, her trained yet perfectly curved body held in his arms, her warm, soft breasts pressing against his body - it was hard not to be a little jealous of Kajex being able to sleep with her every night. Yet as much as he marveled at how forward she was being, he still had the sense to regard her with pleasant confusion when she broke off.

"What is with you tonight?" he panted.

"My gift to you," she purred, rubbing his sides. "Happy birthday, Talrik."

He blinked, staring at her for several long moments. The words felt so alien to his ears, almost like a foreign concept, yet as the seconds ticked by the realization washed over him.

Wait... birthday?

Still damp and stunned, he offered no resistance when she broke the kiss off and led him out of the communal showers. It almost felt as if he were on a repulsor-sled, hovering behind the feline while she brought him to the captain's quarters - Kajex was nowhere to be seen, though Syrra gave him little time to look around as she pulled him onto the bed with her beneath him, spreading her legs wide for the fox. The powerful scent of a horny female struck his senses, and only a second later his cock throbbed painfully, aching to sheath itself into his feline lover. His hips jerked forward and he hissed in bliss, scoring a direct hit and plunging half his length past her warm folds, generating a chirp from the Trianii.

"Oh gods," she moaned. "You never miss, do you?"

"Not when you need me to hit," he replied with a shiver. "Syrra... can I--"

"Do_anything_ you want to me," she purred. "I'm yours for tonight."

Fucking Syrra was different from fucking his mother. Etina was shorter, petite, flat-chested, and preferred sensual lovemaking with her son, the taboo and imagined risk of knocking up his own kin stoking their passion. Syrra, on the other hand was only an inch shorter than he was, her breasts firm and robust for her size, with a body that was both sensually curvy and fit; a sensation to felt incredible as he buried himself to the hilt and held her close, sharing another kiss with her, enjoying the feel of her body against his own.

Their paws clasped together and he started rutting her, spurred on by the desperate moaning and gasping of his Trianii lover, hyper-aware of the twitching squeezes her cunt applied around his aching length each time it speared into her depths. It was amazing how supple and tight she was, her netherlips able to swallow all eight inches of fox-cock with delicious smoothness, yet still able to clench around him like a vice. Kajex was bigger than he was by a healthy two inches, yet the way Syrra squirmed and writhed beneath him made him feel like a stud on the same level. Her body-language could not lie, not in the heat of the moment - her body was confirming what her voice was singing, that she was more than satisfied being bred by her vulpine lover.

It didn't take long for them to get a rhythm going, a series of movements that spiked the thrusts and strokes every time he bucked into her warm slit. She met every roll of his hips with an arched back, her mound grinding against him, netherlips kissing his sheath and inner-walls gnawing around his girth. She threw her head back after a single vicious thrust and he attacked her neck and tits, subjecting her to tender kisses and nips. He could not match Kajex in aggressiveness, but he was eager to do his damnedest in the ways he knew best; and given Syrra's purring and mewling, he was doing a great job at it.

Suddenly, a gentle roar echoed through the ship and the world around them seemed to lurch, causing Talrik to tip over onto his side. Syrra followed him easily, rolling with him and straddling his hips as she started to ride him. The fox looked around, starting to panic slightly.

"W-wait, Syrra--"

"It's okay, Talrik," she moaned, bouncing herself on his cock.

"No, but the ship--"

She shushed him with brief kiss. "Just trust us, hon," she purred. "I know you're close, you can cum inside me... pretend you're putting your kits in me..."

The brief surge in worry dissipated, replaced with a surge in arousal from her request. He raised no further objection, laying back and thrusting up into the Trianii, giving in to his lust and giving her as much energy as he could. The ache he'd felt only hours before with his mother churned in his loins, a gasp tearing through him as she sank down onto his knot and locked him in place. She chirped and arched her back, tits bouncing as she rode out her orgasm, her inner-walls fluttering around his prick; he reached up and groped her tits, groaning as he jerked his hips up into her, flooding her belly with hot seed, the seal caused by his knot keeping it in place.

The pair held each other close, Syrra leaning to the side and rolling Talrik back on top of her, allowing him to give her a few feeble thrusts and pour more of his seed into her womb. Their breathing slowed as they kissed and cuddled, the warm afterglow loosening their muscles as they pooled together in a pile of limp limbs and bodies. The gentle roar around them lessened and Talrik's ear flicked, curiosity creeping back in.

"So... where are we off to? I don't recall being briefed with a new mission," he purred.

"I'm just making sure we have a little privacy," a voice behind them answered.

Had he any energy he would have turned to face Kajex, but it quickly became unnecessary as the wolf leaned in from behind and nuzzled the fox. Talrik smiled up at him. "I should've figured. I doubt Syrra would have jumped my bones if you hadn't said it was okay for her."

The wolf shook his head with a chuckle. "Syrra is her own person, she doesn't need my permission. She can sleep with whoever she wants."

"We're not exclusive, yet. But I want Kajex to know if I do make that decision," Syrra added. "And it's only you two I want to be with."

The wolf leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Happy birthday, buddy. We wanted to make this special and private for you, so I put us in a locked orbit around Yavin 4. Lode squadron are the only ones that know we're out here."

"I admit I... forgot entirely," Talrik said. "It's been a few years since the last time I heard those words." A moment of dark thoughts clouded his mood, but only for a moment as he shook his head and managed a smile. "What did you guys have planned?"

"Beyond some dinner, drinks, and sex?" The wolf cuffed his upper arm. "That's up to _you_today."

"All on you," Syrra agreed, reaching up and booping the fox's nose with a giggle. "You're always going along with what either of us are up to. Anytime we've been in bed together, even when we ask you what you want to do, you're always content to be the follower."

"Well, maybe that's because I don't have any better ideas," Talrik shrugged with a chuckle. "Asking me to knot you, or give Kajex oral attention, are suggestions that don't really compete with any alternatives. I'm fine with--"

"'Anything you guys want to do,'" Kajex finished for him. "And we're both glad you're comfortable like that. Forget it for now, though - tell us what you want tonight, and we'll do our best to give it to you."

The fox looked between them, considering whether he should turn down the offer and just go with the flow as normal, but reading their expressions it was clear they were not going to take the reins. He shook his head, chuckling, then pulled away from Syrra slowly. Her inner-walls relaxed and his softened knot slid out of her pussy, a trail of cum pouring from her cleft. A slight hiss passed through his teeth, his cock still a little sensitive, but now he had an idea.

"Well... it'll be a little while before I'm ready to go. So for now," he started, looking to Kajex, "how about you get on your back and clean out Syrra while she goes down on you?"

"Gonna start us off easy?" Kajex asked, climbing on the bed as Syrra got up to her hands and knees.

"I'll ramp things up over time, don't worry," the fox assured him, privately feeling that this would at least give him time to think up something to do next. "But right now, you should be putting in work giving your girlfriend a thorough tongue-lashing."

"Sure thing, boss," the wolf chuckled, giving Syrra's ass a squeeze as she back herself up on his muzzle. "Just take a seat and enjoy the show."

Talrik got off the bed and took a seat in a nearby chair, sinking into it as he watched the couple begin to go at it. As much as he loved sex with both of them, being able to watch them from the side was often good enough for him. He kept his eyes on the pair as they put their tongues and muzzles to work, the quiet sounds of sighs and moans filling the air.

Syrra was the least-skilled of the two, but anytime she played around with her boys it was clear she had been inspired by the wolf's tutelage and collection of porn on the Gold Rush servers, eager to please and open to experiment; and oftentimes a bigger voyeur than Talrik was. Her slightly rough tongue scraped the wolf's sheath and shaft, coaxing his ebony prick out into the open, suckling the tip to stimulate, all while keeping herself from moaning too much or losing her focus while the wolf lapped her folds. Once her partner was at his ten-inch full mast she buried it in her muzzle, the thick wolf-cock lodged in her throat as her lips kissed his sheath. She pulled back and began to bob on his tool, the shaft quickly becoming slick from his precum and her saliva.

For his part, the wolf was nothing short of thorough in cleaning out Talrik's cum from the Trianii's quim. Between deep-kissing her netherlips and scooping his long, thick tongue through her folds, what wasn't trapped deep in her belly was quickly swallowed and consumed without complaint. In minutes the Trianii was squirming on top of his face, no doubt stirred up by the relentless lashing his tongue laid across her clit as he swept it side to side; and in that same time the wolf's muzzle was quickly damp with the warm nectar of his feline lover.

The fox wasn't idle in this, either, his paw wrapped around his prick as he tugged it slowly, savoring the sight of the pair going at it. In most ways it was no different than any other time he'd see them fucking, but something about the situation made it feel raunchier than it usually was. His focus split between watching the oral action and going through a mental list of options for what could come next; though he felt a slight pang of disappointment, knowing some of those suggestions would require particular props.

Syrra threw her head back with a chirp, arching her back as what seemed to be a spike in arousal rocked through her, and almost as if it was a cue, the wolf slowed down his ministrations. She looked to the fox, purring. "Enjoying the show, boss?"

"Fuck yeah," he groaned, slowing his paw. "Good and ready, then?"

"Depends on what you want next," she said, getting off of Kajex's face, the wolf looking particularly pleased.

"I have some ideas," the fox mused. "But they would require some gear I don't think you guys have."

The other two traded grins and Syrra got off the bed, ducking behind it and rummaging underneath it. "I've had to spend months alone on this ship before in the past, so I've got a few pieces of gear to work with," Kajex explained, as Syrra came up with a box and placed it on the bed. "I haven't used these much since Syrra started staying on the ship, but I still keep them clean. Wanna take a look?"

The fox perked up and approached, intrigued. It was the first time he'd heard about sex toys on the ship, but he decided to save his questions for later as the pair rummaged through the container, which was filled with a plethora of sex-related gear.

"Trianii sleeve, Trandoshan dick, some flavored lubricant from Mon Cala - Kajex has some tastes," the Trianii grinned, holding up a particularly large and textured dildo. It took several seconds of Talrik staring at it, trying to guess what kind of sentient would have that kind of penis before he shook his head clear. "Not that he's ever tried them on me, but it makes me wonder..."

"That one was Rik's, may the Force preserve him," Kajex chuckled. "Kind of a gag gift, really, he liked vibrator beads more. Not something I can take, honestly." He held up a few such beads before tossing them back in, reaching into the box. "But this one, Syrra's been enjoying."

He drew a long, black leather leash from the box, with a pet collar at the end of it. Syrra's ears burned and she looked away with an embarrassed, yet very pleased smile on her face. "I picked this one up years ago, when Rik was still in my life. Syrra likes the idea of being a Jedi pet."

"I-do-not-shut-up!" she giggled, hiding her face behind the wolf's shoulder.

"And you use all of these?" Talrik asked.

"I haven't had to," the wolf answered, shaking his head. "Most of the time Retsa was happy to lend a hand, and a greased palm paired with some hardcore porn is usually all I needed, until I paired up with Syrra." The Trianii purred and nuzzled him in response. "These belonged to both my dads when they wanted to spice things up a bit, and a couple of additions from Rik when he was still alive."

The fox didn't answer immediately, picking up a human-based, double-sided dildo attached to a few leather straps, an idea forming in his head. His gaze flicked up to the wolf, who seemed to give him a curious smile.

"Caught your attention?" the wolf guessed. "Maybe you want Syrra to top you with that?" The Trianii's eyes widened at the suggestion.

"Well... actually, I'm wondering if you'd be able to take it from her," Talrik admitted, his ears and cheeks burning shyly. "It's... a little bigger than I am, and maybe after... you and I could..."

"Anything you want, kit," Kajex told him warmly, reaching over and rubbing behind his ears. "I'm pretty sure I could take it, even from her."

"I mean... I guess, but I don't even know how to use one," the Trianii said with a wavering, yet clearly excited tone.

"Fortunately, I do."

Any voice would have been enough of a shock for Talrik, a fourth person he hadn't anticipated being out of the blue; but what made him yelp loudly and trip back was the sound of his mother's voice, followed by the sight of her standing at the doorway wearing nothing but a wide smile and a large, Amaran-based strap-on. She was completely clean, wearing subtle brushes of makeup and silky hair, to the point that she looked younger than even he was. He looked up to the other two, expecting them to be just as shocked, but while their faces did register surprise it seem less about her presence and more about the size of the toy she had buried between her legs.

"I thought you were going to wait until he was all settled in and too tired to resist you," Kajex remarked, giving Etina a grin. "And I didn't know you were going to bring some 'equipment' on board."

"Sorry for that, Captain," the vixen purred, crossing into the room and towards Talrik. "But after I overheard Syrra saying she doesn't know how to use one of these, I just had to intervene so I could show her. I was actually planning to bring this here as Talrik's other birthday gift, so I may as well give it to him early."

"W--what are you doing here?!" the fox managed to choke out. "I-- how did--"

"Kit, you should know by now that a mother is_always_ able to tell when their kid has gotten lucky," Etina told him, helping him back up to his feet. "This was actually all my idea, to celebrate this intimately the way a family should. You didn't need to say anything for me to know you really love these two," she said, gesturing to the wolf and Trianii. "So I want us to be comfortable like this, with them knowing you're my lover, and me knowing that you're also theirs."

He looked back to Kajex and Syrra. "And... you're okay with this?"

"More than anyone here realizes, in my case," Kajex admitted with a nervous chuckle.

Syrra raised an eyebrow at that, but didn't query him, replying to Talrik. "It doesn't offend me, really. Fact is... I_might_ have a cousin I've fantasized about in the past," she admitted with a blush on her cheeks. "Now I'm curious as to what you'd look like knotted with your mother."

"And we'd be glad to show you," Etina said, cutting off Talrik before he could reply. "But for now, I think I should show you how to use this tool on your boyfriend by giving you an active example."

Before Talrik could ask what she meant the shorter fox had pushed him face-first onto the bed and hugged him from behind, more or less keeping him pinned down with her body. It would have been an easy matter to throw her off of him, except the feel of his mother's "gift" rubbing against his balls quickly subdued him with a quiet moan. He settled for remaining still as Kajex bent over on the other side of the bed in front of Syrra, his tail wagging as he grinned back at Syrra.

"Gotta say, this is not a position I've seen you in," the Trianii giggled.

"It's not one I'm shy about," he replied, spreading his legs out for her.

"Best get that on you, Syrra," Etina chimed in. "It works better when you're wearing it."

The Trianii held the strap-on up, regarding it for a few moments before slipping the harness around her hips and pressing one end of the toy against her cleft. A moment of shivering and moaning followed as she slid the human-shaped toy past her folds until every inch was buried in her, and for a few moments more she leaned against the wolf, nuzzling his shoulder, arching her back a bit. "It's... not as thick as yours, but it feels new enough," she purred. "You good to go?" she asked the wolf.

"Not yet," he warned her with a patient smile. "I've never gone anal with you, so the first thing you'll want to know is that it takes a little extra to get prepared."

"You're going to want to be well-lubricated before you go in," Etina advised, reaching into the box and tossing the Trianii a bottle of oil, finding another opened bottle fairly quick. "You're good with this, right Talrik? It's not fair if you're only watching, we're all supposed to be treating you."

"Y-yeah, I'm okay with this," he managed to reply with a nervous smile. He understood why, and if he had to be honest with himself he loved the idea of sharing this intimate moment with all three of them. "So... you knew?"

"I did," she nodded, applying a generous layer of mock cock-grease onto the toy, giving it a few strokes and getting the other end of it stirring in her loins with a purr. "And if it wasn't evident enough, I approve."

"I'm glad," he sighed. "I didn't want to just... come out and tell you. I was worried you might think I was being taken advantage of again."

"You've been happier ever since you joined their crew than you've ever been as a stormtrooper," she said in a quiet whisper, giving him a look of pride and love. "That's all I want for you, all I've ever wanted for you - to be happy. With me or with others. Ideally with everyone you consider family."

"Thanks, Mom," he sighed, feeling much better. His eyes flicked back to the couple, finding the wolf grinning at him from across the bed. "What?"

"Nothing, I just... think it's great," he shrugged. "And I also kinda want to see what it looks like when you kiss your mother."

"You've seen it before," he started to say.

"No, I mean actually kiss her, like she's your mate. You can't tell me that you haven't."

"Oh, he has," Etina said before the tod could answer. "And he's very good at it."

"He is," Syrra purred, having slicked up her own toy with a clear, oozing sheen. "We're going to want to see that later. So how should I use this properly?"

"Make sure he's prepared first," Etina told her, giving the younger fox's tail a playful slap with the toy. Her hips inched back just enough to slide the thick head against his exposed tailhole, placing the bottle of lube over it and giving it a generous dollop that she quickly smeared around the hole. "Gauge your lover's comfort through his voice and body, and try to go slow in opening him up. Use a single finger first to check how tight it is."

The Trianii followed, looking curiously interested in her lover's backside, a slight jump in the wolf making her flinch. "You're okay," he told her. "It's just been a while since anything but your tail has been there, and I've been told I'm slightly sensitive."

"You don't seem that tight," she remarked, easily slipping a pair of digits into his backside.

"I've switched before," he chuckled. "How about you, Talrik?"

Both he and Etina had waited, watching to be sure they were going about it correctly. Now that they were sure Syrra had things in hand, Etina started to do the same with Talrik. It felt weird to the fox, to being anally prepared by his own mother in front of his two friends-with-benefits, but the initial alarm he'd felt had dissipated, displaced by the feel of Etina starting to bear down on him. A shiver ran up his spine when she slid her fingers into his ass, a quiet purr rolling in his chest. Though she'd done it often enough with the old toy, he could not help but notice this new one was quite a bit larger, easily a full ten inches of molded cock pressing against his pucker.

"I think... it's easy to get in?" Syrra sighed pleasantly, nudging the tool into the wolf. "Is that okay?"

"You're doing fine, kitten," he assured her. "Just ease it in and slow down if you think you're feeling friction."

"You should feel it glide right in if he's lubed enough," Etina purred, spreading Talrik's cheeks apart and grunting as she eased the toy past his anal ring. The fox moaned as the first few inches burrowed into him, spreading him apart a bit wider than even Kajex did. The wolf in question, meanwhile, seemed relaxed and eager, pushing back against Syrra as she leaned into him, just as Etina began to work her toy deeper into the fox.

"That's it, kiddo," the vixen murmured into his ear. "You're doing so good. Kajex, think maybe you can keep his muzzle occupied for a moment?"

Talrik perked up at that, a half-second away from asking what she meant by that when the wolf's lips intercepted his and caught him in a deep kiss. His eyes widened at the ambush, his yelp muffled as Etina slammed her hips forward and hilted her toy deep in the fox's body, knocking firmly against his prostate - whatever pain he might have otherwise felt was veiled behind the hot erotic sensations he was feeling in his loins and chest. Syrra seemed to move at the same moment plunging herself deep into the wolf and getting a grunt and a pleasant sigh from him as they kissed. Between his ass getting pounded and his male lover kissing him as deeply as he did Syrra, Talrik had never felt his cock get so hard, so quickly; in the back of his mind he was dimly aware that his tail was wagging

The wolf broke off first, leaving a dizzy and delighted fox to look up at Syrra as she put effort into fucking her boyfriend, looking as if the toy lodged in her cleft was doing just as much for her as it was for Kajex. Calm as the wolf was, it was clear he was enjoying it as much as Talrik was, taking the brunt of Syrra's thrusts by pushing his ass back into her hips. Behind the fox, Etina was panting and working her hips into him; despite her small stature she seemed to have as much energy as Syrra did, her thighs clapping against Talrik's backside. Every thrust caused the heavy balls of her toy to swat against the back of his own churning pair, adding a jolt to every beat that his prostate was subjected to.

It was Talrik's endurance that ran out first, the fox letting out a shivering moan that would have rang through the room had Kajex not caught his muzzle in another kiss, cupping his face with a paw. Talrik's chest burned with love and affection as his cock twitched, blasting a heavy load across the bedsheets and against his chest. The barest grunt and groan was the only indication that Kajex had reached his climax shortly after, his own potent shot splattering on top of the fox's spunk beneath them.

The kiss broke and Talrik whimpered, leaning against Kajex's shoulder "F-fuck... Kajex, I..."

"I know," the wolf panted, nuzzling him. "I love you too, kit."

Syrra leaned in too, giving his nose a lick. "We both love you, Talrik. I can't imagine you not being on this ship, either."

"I'll give you kids some time to catch your breath," Etina purred, pulling out of her son and climbing onto the bed. "How was it, Syrra?"

"Weird, but enjoyable," the Trianii admitted, shivering as she adjusted the toy a bit. "I doubt it's exactly what it feels like when a guy fucks us, but it did feel pretty nice."

"If you're up to handling it a little more," Talrik said, giving it a little thought, "I think I know what I'd like to do next."

"Anything for you, kit," Kajex assured him, rubbing his ears.

"Mmm... even if that idea were for me to... top you?" he replied with some hesitation.

The wolf chuckled, ruffling the younger man's hair. "Honestly, I've been wondering when you'd ever ask. I love topping cute boys like you, don't get me wrong, but for all the hard work you put in I was certain you'd be interested in swapping places more often." He tapped the fox's nose playfully, getting back into position with his tail raised. "Whenever you're ready."

The fox gave it a few more moments, slowing his breathing down a bit before getting back to his feet, feeling a slight awkwardness as he limped to the wolf, his tailhole feeling quite empty. Once he was behind Kajex he rubbed his back a bit, spearing his cock against the wolf's tail. A tap on his shoulder drew his attention as Syrra handed him the bottle of lubricant, which he applied quickly, appreciating the warm feel of oil on his slightly sensitive cock. A quick dollop on Kajex's hole was all he seemed to need, the wolf looking back at him with a smile and a nod.

"Just... be patient with me," Talrik said nervously, as he slid the first inch into his lover. "This is my first time topping."

"Mmm... anytime you want, you can take the lead," Kajex murmured.

"Actually... I like it better when you top," he admitted with a blush, leaning in and nuzzling him. "I love it when you... when you ruin me. I know, it's so fucked up, but... I trust you not to hurt me, even when I ask you to."

"We can do that right now, if that's what you really want," the wolf groaned, as Talrik eased more of his shaft into him.

"Nnn... yeah... I want you to fuck me up tonight. But not right now. Right now, I wanna rut you so bad. I wanna show you I can breed you too, if you ever want me to."

"Then show me what you've got, kit," the wolf challenged him, his tail wagging. "Show me that you're a perfect shot with any 'blaster' you've got."

For a few moments Talrik was still, partly to savor the sensation of his lupine lover squeezing around his prick; and partly to get into a top's mindset. It was hard, though not impossible, to imagine what it might be like to be in control of the flow of sex, to dominate the rhythm to his own satisfaction. He could only draw on his experiences making love to his mother or rutting Syrra, eager to make both of them happy and satisfied. It was with this in mind that he started to fuck the wolf, a slight growling groan pouring from his throat as he worked his hips harder than he might have had it been anyone else.

"Rrr... good start, kit," the wolf groaned, pushing back against him. "Take all you want... take it like it's yours, because it is. This is what you deserve."

What I deserve, he repeated in his mind, feeling a surge of energy, digging his claws into the wolf's hips as he jerked his loins into the wolf's ass. Where only minutes before his mother's strapon had been clapping his nuts with its fake balls, now he was colliding his own aching pair against the wolf's heavier orbs. To know that his lover was willingly bending over for him, ready to accept his rutting and his cum, at the fox's own mercy, felt intoxicating to Talrik, a satisfying selfishness that he immersed himself in with every buck.

"Feelin' good, pup?" he managed to groan.

"Aah... yeah," the wolf managed to moan, and it sounded mostly genuine to him. "Don't ever tell yourself otherwise, Talrik... you're so fucking big..."

He_felt_ big, like an extra inch had been tacked onto the end of his cock, a definite thickness to his girth - the things he imagined it must be like to be a stud on the wolf's level. It was impossible not to love how hard he was thrusting, the tightness of his bitch around his cock. But still--

"Easy there," Syrra purred into his ear, and he slowed on command with a shudder. He had nearly gone overboard, had almost robbed himself of a climax. "You want your bitch to cum first, after all."

He drew back with a deep breath, pulling Syrra next to him and giving her a deep kiss, one that seemed to surprise and please the Trianii with how spontaneous it had been. She purred into his muzzle and allowed herself to be held by him, and for a few moments Talrik dared to dream himself on top of everything; that he was fucking his best friend and follower, that the woman he was kissing was his mate, destined to fill her womb and sire her kits; and that his mother would be carrying his litter alongside her.

It was the sexiest rush he'd ever felt in his life.

He broke off the kiss, the intensity of his fantasy nearly pulling him over the edge, left nearly breathless as he panted and leaned against Syrra. "Ho... shit, that was..."

"I_felt_ that," she purred, licking his cheek. "You loved that feeling."

"Y-yes," he admitted, hoping she hadn't seen what he'd imagined.

"But I did," she murmured, kissing him sweetly on the lips for a brief moment. "Your mother and myself with swollen bellies... carrying your kits... I think I would _love_that from you..."

"It's not me, though," he said, shaking the fantasy clear. "I mean... fuck... I would love that, but... it's just not me."

"Not yet," Kajex agreed, smiling back at him and pushing his ass against the fox's hips. "But if it should ever become that deep between us, I wouldn't deny that of you."

"If it could ever become a reality, I would have Kajex's pups first," Syrra told him. "But I would be open to yours too, I think."

"And if you ever want that from me, Talrik," Etina piped up, resting her head on his shoulder, "you need only ask."

"I... n-no, I... yeah... but..." There was so much conflict in him, the desire to take _everything_he was being offered. All he had to do was tell them, take it from them. But...

"... Someday, maybe," he managed to say. "Right now, I just want... all of you. The way we are now. I don't want it to be in the moment, a consequence of passion. That... should belong to us, something to savor and not regret."

"And that why you're our best friend and sniper," Syrra giggled, kissing his cheek. "Calm under pressure."

"Anything for you, Talrik," Etina purred, nuzzling him. "So for now... fuck your boyfriend good and hard. Make him as much yours as you are his."

"You almost there, Kaj?" he asked, leaning in and nuzzling his neck.

"Not quite," the wolf admitted. "Still a little spent from Syrra, but I think if I flip around..."

"On your back then, in the middle of the bed," Talrik ordered, feeling in control again - of both his passions and his reason. The wolf obliged immediately, scooting into the middle of the bed as Talrik climbed on top of him, the two sharing another kiss. "Thank you, Kajex..."

"Anything for you, little brother," the wolf replied, nuzzling his face. "I'm ready for you."

It was a completely different feeling, being on top of Kajex but being the one penetrating, yet he needed no encouragement or coaxing once he started getting into the rhythm; an even pace that kept his sexual endurance stable, yet with enough vigor that he was getting unmistakable sounds of pleasure from the wolf. Each time his balls slapped against his tailbase it felt like a pleasant jolt of heat was buzzing against his prostate, stirring his loins further. Next to him Syrra was letting out quiet sighs and moans, clearly turned on by the sight of her lover getting drilled by the fox, enough so that a soaked paw was stuck between her legs. To his other side, Etina was nuzzling his neck and purring, also in the act of working her fingers against her folds. He grinned, struck with an idea.

"You two," he managed to groan, giving each of them a brief nuzzle. "On the bed. I wanna see you two get more intimate."

"I, ah... I've never been with another woman," Syrra said nervously - but with what was genuine interest in her tone. "I wouldn't know what..."

"Tonight's perfect to learn a few new things," Etina countered, taking Syrra's paw and pulling her onto the bed. "Don't worry, sweetheart - I'll lead until you're ready."

Talrik watched as Etina ducked low, spreading Syrra's legs apart and planting her muzzle against the Trianii's slick outer lips. Almost immediately she arched her back and moaned, eyes wide and staring at the ceiling as the older woman gave her folds a series of lashes with her tongue, visibly caressing her clit with each flick. It took nearly a minute of stimulation for Syrra to get accustomed to the new treatment, shivering and gasping as she paid as much attention to the vixen's technique as her lust-addled senses would allow her to process, one paw going to her left breast and self-groping while the other rubbed her lower belly with a deep, audible purr.

Below him, Kajex was groaning and arching his back as well, his legs squeezing around the fox's hips and returning his attention to his own lovemaking. As much effort as Talrik was putting into his thrusts, the wolf's facial features seemed to be strained slightly, rolling his hips up each time the fox slid in. A thought struck him and he reached for the wolf's ebony cock, wrapping his paw around it and giving it a a healthy stroking rhythm, making sure to squeeze around the base. The effect was immediate, with Kajex gasping and jerking up into the fox's paw, his knot forming in only seconds. The slick layer of precum seemed to double under the fox's palm, and the potent smell of fresh cock-grease only stirred up his arousal as his endurance started to wane.

Almost drunkenly he raised his head back up, just as his mother and Syrra started to trade the most intimate of kisses, their swollen netherlips meeting and uniting, heralded by the sound of their heavy, erotic moans. It was clear from Syrra's lust-warped visage that she had not expected such contact to be so sexually satisfying, her breasts heaving with each breath she took, hips trembling and pushing into Etina's. The older woman seemed more in control, though still clearly enjoying the sapphic position. A shudder tore through Talrik's spine as his arousal spiked, and he looked back down at Kajex, seeing the wolf gritting his teeth as if trying to hold back his climax.

He leaned in, whispering into his ear. "I'm close... cum for me, puppy..."

The first thing Talrik felt after speaking was the wolf's pucker tightening around his cock, just as he slid his knot into place and locked himself into the wolf. Kajex gasped and bent backward, his legs squeezing tight around the fox's waist as his knot flared to full size and throbbed, spewing a thick gout of hot cum into the air, splattering against his chest. Talrik whined for a moment before crying out, slamming his hips hard into his lover's ass and unloading into his belly, his cock getting milked by the squeezing inner walls and ensuring every rope of spunk remained inside. Hot waves of bliss tore up through Talrik's back, sapping his strength and making him fall on top of the wolf, yet it was with blind instinct that hey managed to halt his fall enough for his lips to find Kajex's, sharing another deep kiss with him as he rode out his climax and clung to the wolf.

Even with his senses addled by arousal, his ears were more than capable of picking up and recognizing the sounds of his mother and Syrra having sex, though it seemed that the older woman had taken charge. When he managed to get enough strength back to look up, it was to the sight of Etina bucking her hips into Syrra's loins, the lube-slick sex toy buried deep in the Trianii's cleft. Despite being shorter than Syrra the vixen still seemed to have plenty of energy, a sexually satisfied grin on her muzzle as she expertly worked the strap-on into her feline partner, and for a moment Talrik found himself wondering where and when his mother had cultivated such experience. He shook off the question, resolving to ask at a better time, and instead watched as she finished off the Trianii with a final thrust, the vixen chirping as she hit her climax just as Syrra did, their loins shaking and spilling dew on the sheets. The vixen swayed and fell into Syrra's arms, the pair purring as they kissed and licked each other in their post-sex affection.

"They look great, don't they?" Kajex sighed, getting what was likely and upside-down view of the pair of women cuddling from his prone position. He looked back up at Talrik with a broad smile. "I almost missed seeing it from the solid fucking you gave me."

"That was... better than I thought it'd be," the fox admitted quietly, still panting and clinging to the wolf.

"Better than bottoming all the time, right?"

"Well... no, I like bottoming better," he replied with a shy chuckle. "But it's a nice change of pace. I might ask to do it against when the mood strikes me."

"Anytime for you, little bro," the wolf laughed.

It took several minutes of recovery for everyone to wind down from the erotic session, but once they'd all caught their breath Etina had adopted her stern motherly tone and demanded they all go to the galley for dinner. Amusing as it was, nobody argued on taking a break for a meal, though they all opted against redressing before they got seated.

It had turned out that Etina had taken the weekend off from her maintenance work and instead spent the last hour on the Gold Rush, while Talrik and Syrra had been on their run. In that time she had whipped up a large meal, more than enough for four people, loaded with the kinds of food Talrik had enjoyed and been deprived of since his conscription as a stormtrooper. Now the atmosphere had settled into nude relaxation and casual sex discussion.

"So, what are you guys going to tell Arrik?" Syrra asked.

Etina chewed her food, looking thoughtful. "Well... he won't be of age for a few more years. I'd like for him to choose his own family, the people he wants to be intimate with. If he decides he wants to spend time alone with an old lady like me, then I'll be glad to oblige."

"C'mon, Mom, you're not old," Talrik told her, nuzzling her. "Kajex here is a good ten years older than you are."

"Technically, kit," the wolf emphasized with a smirk. "A fourteen-year coma without aging doesn't really put years on you."

"Even without that, you're almost at my age," Etina pointed out.

"Hear that, kit?" the wolf grinned. "I'm old enough to be your dad."

"Anyway, it's not like I lusted after Talrik all these years," Etina continued, setting her spoon down and reclining in her seat. "It just... came naturally. It's easy to love and respect your kin stepping up when your mate goes missing. So it's not like I'm expecting Arrik to be the same way."

"I figured I should ask," Syrra shrugged. "It doesn't offend me in the slightest, but as you can imagine it's something the Trianii wouldn't go for."

"Love is something both simple and complicated all at once. It'll take time for some. Be happy that it didn't take much time for you," Etina told her, before turning her attention to the wolf with a stern look. "And as for you - you'd damn well better have your engagement ring ready in the near future. A beautiful girl like this is going to get plenty of attention from studs who aren't you, you'll be a fool to pass her up!"

"Yes ma'am," the wolf chuckled.

"Aww, I'm not about to give my puppy up," Syrra purred, leaning in and hugging him. "He's got his own house, his own ship, and his own job - all the things the modern woman looks for in a man," she teased.

"You forgot 'a litter of kids on the way," the wolf growled playfully, nipping into her neck and getting a giggly chirp from her. "I'm not gonna lie, I dream of doing that most nights. Must be an untapped kink I recently discovered."

"Do you ever think of that?" Syrra asked both Amaran.

Talrik coughed into his drink while Etina chuckled. "Two kids is enough for me. The thought gets me excited, but the reality of the risk brings me down." She paused, looking hesitant. "Although, if I knew I had another forty years left in my life, I might consider it."

Talrik stared at her, surprised. He recalled her offer in the bedroom, but had dismissed it as an act of roleplaying. "You mean... you meant that?"

"I was caught in the moment," she admitted with a blush, "but I was speaking honestly."

"Were you?" he asked Syrra.

"I can't think any man I've known who I'd _want_to have kids with - except for you two," she answered, leaning on the wolf's shoulder. "And yeah, I was caught up in the moment as well, something residual from that fantasy you had, but if it were ever possible, I wouldn't say no. At least... once I'm ready to settle down."

"Not sure that will ever happen," Kajex chuckled. "You're too good as a Jedi, I don't see you ever giving that up."

"Then you will need to take the initiative and be the stay-at-home dad," Etina told Kajex through a laugh. "I'll try to help you out there, though."

"Well... let's not look too far ahead," the wolf said with a slight blush. "Anyway... what did you guys want to do after this? I'm pretty much done, the food was great."

"Well, we could peruse your server and look for ideas," she said, looking to Talrik. "Unless you already had something planned?"

Talrik didn't say anything immediately. He felt no trace of exhaustion or lingering ache from the amount of sex they'd engaged in, though he wasn't sure he could say the same about everyone else. His eyes flicked to Syrra as a thought occurred to him.

"That Force ability you used earlier, to help me recover - does that help with refractory periods?" he asked.

The Trianii opened her mouth to speak, then leaned back and looked p with a furrowed brow. "I... honestly don't know," she admitted.

"You've never tried?"

"I've never had to," the Trianii giggled. "We still don't know what species Kajex is, but he has an impressively short refractory period of about half an hour."

"It burns me out to go repeatedly, though," he interjected. "I'm pretty much a slug the next day if I go on more than four times in one night, and once or twice is all I need to be satisfied."

"He lasts more than long enough to get me there," she added. "Same as you, you've gotten better at lasting as long as I do. But why do you ask?"

"I guess I just want to know if you've got another one left in you," Talrik said, shrugging. A blush burned at him as he looked away. "Just... one more for tonight, at least."

A warm paw laid atop his and he looked up at the wolf, a smile on his muzzle.

"I think I can oblige."

"And you're sure about this?" Kajex asked, getting a healthy dollop of lubricant slathered along his shaft while Talrik worked his fingers into his tailhole with a moan.

"Y-yeah," the fox sighed pleasantly, eager to feel his boyfirend's cock lodged deep into his belly once again. "Like I said earlier, I just want you to ruin me while Syrra and Mom get warmed up. I just... want her to know what it is I'm getting, and that I'm asking for it to happen."

The wolf didn't act immediately, running a paw down the younger man's back. While Talrik couldn't be sure of it, he had a strong feeling that he was looking to Etina for approval. The vixen nodded and smiled at the two of them, spurring Kajex into acting, leaning over his shoulder.

"Alright," the wolf said softly. "The safe word is 'red,' just like always." He leaned in further, nuzzling his cheek as he slid his cock against the fox's tight hole. "And remember, kit... I'm not trying to hurt you. I love you."

"I love you too," the fox said shakily, feeling deep affection for the wolf. "Now... fuck me."

In the time that Talrik had started sleeping with both his friends and shared some of his personal preferences, he had come to trust the wolf completely to hurt him just as much as he loved. The abuse and torment he had suffered while training as a stormtrooper had, at the time, felt all the more shameful considering that he enjoyed rough sex, but he had come to accept it as something he did not need to feel ashamed of, something he attributed to Kajex's thorough attention and equally-thorough aftercare. So when the wolf slammed his hips into his ass with bruising force, Talrik's chirp and moan were those of ecstasy instead of pain.

His heart burned hot in his chest as he felt the wolf grab the base of his tail with one paw, the other curling fingers into his hair and pulling his head back. His back arched, he could do nothing but dig his fingers into the sheets and push back weakly against the assault, enduring the ruinous rutting his lover was giving him - all while letting out moans that he had never made in front of his own mother. Through tear-blurred vision he could see Etina stare at him with a hungry looking, panting as Syrra gave her as vigorous a killing as she could manage while the vixen returned the favor. The subtle flicker in her eye was enough for him to be aware, dimly, that she was just as turned on by the wolf stud's performance as she was her son's shameless moaning.

The wolf hilted him and leaned in, growling into his ear. "How's it feelin', slut?"

A delicious burn filled Talrik's cheek at the harsh words. "Nng... it feels... fuckin' perfect! I love it!"

"Want it harder?"

"Y-yes harder!" he mewled.

As if he hadn't been putting enough energy behind his efforts, the wolf seemed to take the words as all the confirmation he needed to make Talrik feel it. Every thrust caused his prostate to flare, thick globs of precum spewing from the tip of his cock; every beat of his boyfriend's hips against his trained ass sent pleasant shocks up his spine. It felt almost as if he was being punched lightly in the solar-plexus from the inside, with no real pain and a tremendous amount of pleasure. Kajex wrenched the fox's head up and he cried out, blindly reaching behind him to cling to the wolf. Somehow, his muzzle found itself locked to Kajex's in a deep kissing, his chirps and moaning muffled by the wolf's tongue and lips as he continued to endure the brutal fucking.

"You're... such a cute bitch," the wolf growled at him.

"Myeh... I'm your cute bitch," Talrik replied through gasps of ecstasy. "This hole is yours... your cock only..."

"Hmm... dunno about that," the wolf teased, easing up for a few moments. "I think Syrra's cock deserves to have it, too. With a bit of practice, I'm sure she'll do just as well as I do at breeding vixens, don't you think?"

Only an hour and a half earlier, Talrik had been fucking Kajex and kissing Syrra as if the two belonged to him, in _his_pack, but as potent and delicious as the roleplaying had been, it was beat out by having his tail raised for both of them. His ears pinned back submissively, his moaning laced by deep purring that shook his chest as he fantasized being under the Trianii once more. "Yeah... Syrra would be a perfect breeder like you, too," he panted.

"C'mere, kit." Their lips met once more and this time Kajex didn't continue his fucking, treating the fox to some mid-fucking aftercare. There was something wholesome in how affectionate the wolf was even when rutting Talrik and completely ruining him in the process. He was so immersed in the kiss, expressing without words how much he loved the wolf, that he became only slightly aware that Syrra and Etina were moving around in front of him.

A click from around his neck caused his ear to twitch and he broke away from the kiss with a gasp, feeling a weight around his neck. His eyes caught a length of cord leading from just below his chin into Etina's right paw, and all at once the fox realized the kiss had been a distraction, drawing his attention away so he could be trapped good and proper.

The vixen crawled to him, the leash still in her paw. "You look so good, taking a rutting properly from your boyfriend," she purred. "But... a proper bitch _requires_a leash and collar."

Before he could even begin to mentally process what she was saying she leaned in and locked her muzzle with his, purring into his lips and sliding her arms around his neck. The act was so intense that his cock began to ache badly, his loins burning with the need to cum, moreso when Etina began to grind her slick mound against the underside of his shaft. A grazing touch of her clit against the tip of his cock felt like a hot rush of pure ecstasy through his length, his prick spitting potentially dangerous spurts of precum against her lower belly as she broke off her kiss and looked into his eyes.

"Shh," the vixen whispered to him. "Easy there, kit... you're not allowed to cum yet, not before both your lovers do."

"B... both?" he slurred.

Before he could inquire further the wolf started back up again, growling and panting as he rutted the fox with the same vigor he'd started with. Talrik gasped and mewled from the breeding, feeling the collar around his neck tightening his throat as the wolf pulled it back and kept his back arched.

Without warning, Kajex released his hold on the fox's body and pulled his cock out and away, leaving the fox gasping and his back still bent up. A warm paw stroked down his back and he shivered, closing his eyes and relaxing under the petting. His attempt to ask why Kajex had pulled out from him died on his lips as he noticed the wolf standing in front of him on the other side of the bed, with the vixen right under him. A sanitizing towlette was in one paw wiping his cock thoroughly, while his other finger-frigged Etina, getting the elder fox to moan and squirm on the bed.

"Kajex...? What..."

He barely had enough time to process who was where when the leash pulled back and an arm wrapped around his body, just as a thick, warm cock speared into his tailhole and left him mewling in ecstasy. A loud purr filtered into his left ear as Syrra leaned on him, her breasts pressed against his back as she started to give him a vigorous fucking, the double-ended toy secured in her cleft.

"Fuck," Syrra moaned, "it feels like... like I'm actually inside of you, with a real cock. Tell me it's good, kit!"

"It's... fucking awesome," Talrik panted, pushing back against her hips. "Give it to me, take me!"

She obliged, holding him tight and pounding her hips against his ass. Whether it was her using the Force to sense where his prostate was, or simply blind, lust-aided luck that she had managed to zero in on it, she did not relent in her thrusting, her pace steady and powerful.

"Eyes up, kit."

Horny as he was, he managed to process what Kajex had said and obeyed. The wolf had stopped fingering Etina and was now finishing re-lubricating his cock with a fresh dollop of grease, though given how moist the vixen seemed to be Talrik wondered if it was even necessary. From Talrik's angle he could see the wolf's cock slapping against his mother's belly, giving everyone in the room no doubt just how deep he was going to be buried in Amaran pussy. The fox glanced up at Kajex and saw the look on his face that didn't need words; a silent assurance that he would ruin Etina just as thoroughly as he did Talrik, as the fox had asked him to do.

The silence broke the moment Kajex placed his cock-tip against Etina's swollen outer folds, generating a thrilled chirp from the vixen. Her moan rang out through the room as the wolf finally sheathed his throbbing length into her cleft, her back arching and fingers digging into the bedsheets beneath her. He gave her no moment to recover, his hips pistoning back and forth, churning her depths with his ebony cock, the size alone enough to give her a subtle swell along her lower belly each time he thrusted. Soon, the sound of a wolf and a fox engaged in heavy lovemaking filled the room, and Talrik couldn't help but feel a slight pang of pleasurable jealousy - it was the first time Kajex had penetrated Etina, and yet it almost seemed like he was better at it than the fox was. The sight of his own mother being ravished so vigorously by his male lover was enough to sap away the remainder of his sexual endurance.

He had to assume Syrra had used the Force to notice this, as her hand had conveniently wrapped around his cock just as his knot formed. A tight grip beneath the base and a firm pull up was all that was needed to get him to cum, a thick gout of spunk arcing through the air and onto the bed as his balls ached and clenched, pumping more seed through his prick; one arced perfectly into the air and splattered against his mother's muzzle by pure luck, causing the vixen to yip in surprise before purring and licking up his cum. At roughly the same moment a chirp rang out as Syrra trembled and jerked behind him, thrusting into him one last time and riding out what was clearly her own orgasm, the weight of her body bearing down on him.

Before him, Kajex was giving Etina the same energy he had grown accustomed to giving Talrik, and the vixen was clearly appreciative. Her fingers and claws dug into his back fur, clenching it in her grip; her legs wrapped around his hips as much as they were able, keeping him in as much as he could. Every thrust caused her breasts to jostle, pushing out another moan or chirp. But while the wolf was certainly talented in terms of endurance, it was quickly becoming obvious that he hadn't much left to give, and from the desperate mewls Etina was letting out neither was she.

"Kit," he managed to groan, looking up at the fox. "Gettin' close... want me to..."

"Yeah," Talrik panted, eager to see this to the end, his cock still hard. "Knot her. Give her that puppy-batter." He reached out, touched the wolf's face. "Give her what you give me." He looked down at his mother, staring into her eyes. "You okay with that, Etina?"

"Y-yes," she whimpered. "Talrik... I love you, hon."

"Love you too, Mom," he purred, licking at her lips and sharing another incestuous kiss with her, before looking up and nodding at the wolf.

Something between a glint and a glow in the wolf's eyes followed the fox's signal, a shiver running through him as he slowed his pace and strengthened his thrusts. The swell in his bulb had reached its full size, looking almost too big for the vixen as he tried to force it in. It was only when a shaky, golden paw reached out and touched the vixen's belly that Etina gasped, her legs jerking slightly just as the wolf's knot slid past her slick pussy lips and sealed her up. The wolf let out a strained snarl, his lower back jerking as he began to channel hot seed into the vixen, and Talrik was almost certain she could feel every pulse, every ounce of potent seed - just as he did, every time he was under Kajex.

A good half-minute passed before Kajex relaxed, letting out a tired groan and flopping next to Etina, still attached to her. She chirped and purred, clinging to him to keep him in, riding out the last bit of her own climax with a shiver. "That was... so much to take in," she sighed. "Thank you for that, Captain."

"Pleasure's... all mine," he managed to pant in reply.

Behind him, Syrra was snuggling against Talrik, pulling the toy out of his ass and laying next to him. "So... was that good?" she purred.

"You did great," the fox told her, leaning in and kissing her nose. "Fucking amazing, in fact." He nodded to Etina. "Was that you?"

The Trianii nodded. "Yeah... learned a neat little Force trick that relaxes muscles, it works well after a workout - or if I'm having trouble getting Kajex's knot in me," she added. "It looked like your mother needed it."

"You're just a bag of new tricks, aren't you," the fox chuckled.

"Only in friendly company," she replied, beaming back at him.

For the next few minutes the four of them basked in the afterglow of their shared sexual experiences, moving onto the bed in what could be best described as the warmest and most comfortable ball of fur in the galaxy, with three of the four of them reduced to purring. It was the tallest of them (and the only one incapable of purring) who broke the silence, speaking softly so as not to wake the other two.

"So... how'd you like your birthday present?" Kajex murmured, reaching down and tousling the fox's hair.

"I loved it," he sighed, nuzzling into his paw, holding his mother close. "I didn't think it was going to be like this." He paused, his brow furrowing. "The fact is... I forgot that it was even my birthday to begin with."

"Yeah... your mother told us," Kajex noted quietly. "I can't even imagine what that feels like."

"I guess I just... got used to being unhappy, past a certain point," he continued. "What with Dad going missing, having to take care of Mom and Arrik, and then getting conscripted... and then everything after that," he added dully. "It kind of makes it hard to find reason to celebrate, y'know?"

"More than you'd think," Kajex agreed. "When... when Bran died, it wasn't easy to be happy, either. And when Kane followed, that hit hard. Same with Rik." He looked down at the sleeping feline in his arms, smiling. "But this one here... I guess I've been learning from her, whether she meant to teach me or not, that I can still find people to love and appreciate. Like you."

The fox smiled back at him. "I'm glad I met you, Kajex. And that I could be a part of your life."

"I'm glad I met you, too," the wolf replied, touching noses with him. "I love you, little bro."

"Love you, too," the fox replied, before accepting a kiss from him.