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Chapter 10

The Zertosian battle cruiser was and intimidating battleship. It's armored hull with its black jagged shielding giving it an air of absolute danger, it's large forward cannons telling anyone it approached that it would be best to just surrender before you ended up as floating space debris. Most men would have turned tail and ran seeing such an awesomely vicious machine pointed in their direction. But of course Captain Barnabus Comet wasn't like most men. For him the massive space craft of death and destruction was like nothing more than a simple child's paper airplane.

Grinning through his own spaceship's windshield Barnabus ran his tongue across his upper lip nervously and gripped the weapons controls in front of him. He had to do this just right or the Zertosians would get the upper hand. Of course even if they did Captain Comet knew that him and his crew would be able to handle anything those scum sucking aliens threw at them. Peering across the cockpit the heroic man gave his second in command, the lovely and master pilot Rana Najjar a confident smile. "So... you ready to start this party?" He asked her. "Cause I'm itching to go."

"I'm ready for anything you want to do Captain." Rana replied with a flip of her hair. Frowning she looked ahead at the deadly ship before the Wild Comet. "I'd never question any of your decisions."

"Us neither captain." A young voice said from below them. Raising to his feet the muscular and handsome space hero Barnabus Comet glanced down into the observation deck below the cockpit. Sitting on the couch they kept in the front of their ship was their brilliant doctor Alfred Potter and their amazing alien mechanic Moah Zash both men staring up at him adorningly.

A grin crossing his face at the confidence his crew was showing him, Barnabus gave the two men the thumbs up which they both returned instantly. "Ok then everybody." He said taking is seat again. "Let's make that battle cruiser Swiss cheese."

"AYE-AYE!" His crew all shouted a together as Rana gunned their ship, Barnabus' uproarious laughter accompanying the sounds of their thrusters shifting into high gear.

Rana took them in hard and fast carefully skirting the hull of the enemy ship as Barnabus aimed carefully their weapons and delivered a series of precise laser fire against the Zertosian's hull. The Zertosians reacted almost imminently to the attack, firing off their own weapons and shooting at the Wild Comet frantically as it sped past them with the grace and agility of a bird of prey. They couldn't even land a single shot on the sturdy and well-designed craft though, Rana dodging each and every laser blast like the expert space pilot she was.

"Good work Najjar!" Barnabus praised as he loaded up another round of laser canisters into their weapons bay. "See if you can swing around behind their ship girl, I got myself a little idea!" Leaning to the side, Barnabus peered down the cockpit stairs to where Moah and Alfred were. "Zash, I need you to tell me where the weak spot in their engines are!" He ordered. "Porter translate for him!"

Moah scratched his muzzle and thought for several long minutes, the sounds of laser fires and the swaying of the ship not bothering him as he calculated where exactly they should fire. Finally with a shout of "Zanzibar!" He jumped up from his seat and turned to his captain. "Duffy fig newton chirlie horse gonzo!"

Alfred nodded and quickly translated what the other man had just shouted. "Moah said you need to fire at the point where the four backwards thrusters meet."

"GOT IT!" Gritting his teeth Barnabus waited as Rana did as she had been commanded and flew their ship around the Zertosian battle cruiser, dodging left and right as its spires sprang up in front of them. As soon as they cleared the massive structure Barnabus swung their weapons around on their turrets and fired three shots. The first two missing their marks, (even space heroes have off days), and flying out into space. But the third hit its target with a devastating explosion which started a chain reaction, the entirety of the war machine that was attacking them cracking open and erupting with white hot sparks and fire as it blew apart into a thousand pieces that flew out into all directions.

Watching as the remains of their enemy's ship floated around them the crew of the Wild Comet all shared a look of pride between each other remaining quiet at first. Then with a sudden uproar everyone on the bridge began cheering, Moah picking up Alfred and hugging the thin human tightly as Rana patted Barnabus on the shoulder and told him what a terrific captain he was for getting them all out of that mess.

Barnabus for his part was the picture of innocent humility, shyly looking down at his lap as praise rained down on him from all directions. Looking up after enjoying the words of thanks and ovation the dark haired Jack captain proudly announced. "Heya everybody what do you say we have a small party to celebrate use taking down the Zertosian battle cruiser." He waited for everyone to say and enthusiastic yes sir and then stood up, calling out a loud "MIKTES, get in here with some drinks will you?!"

The sounds of something large scrambling around drifted in from the common room behind the bridge, then the sound of the metal door sliding open. Turning toward it Barnabus watched as a hulking green man walked into the room, his sloping forehead, extended jaw, and tigerskin outfit making him appear to be some sort of caveman. "UGH-UGH." The man said in a gruff voice as he held up several bottles of beer.

"Good work boy." Barnabus quickly went down onto the first floor of his bridge and scratched the green man behind his pointed ear, taking the beer bottles away before the simple minded creature could drop any of them. As he was scratched the big brute lolled his tongue out and shook his leg like an obedient dog. The creatures name was Miktes. A primitive creature from a prehistoric planet that Barnabus and his crew had picked up during a mission. He had somehow ended up as a sort of mascot for the Wild Comet and occasionally had his uses. Like bringing them soda and chips when they were hungry. If only they could paper train him.

"You made it in here in ten seconds this time buddy." Barnabus said in the same voice one would use when talking to a small child. "Maybe if your get it up to five I'll let you sleep at the end of my bed."

"UGH-UGH!" Miktes said with a goofy smile. Dancing the large man went back into the common room happy that he had pleased his master.

Barnabus shook his head at the cavealien's silly antics and handed the rest of his crew their drinks. "To yet another adventure!" He announced as he rose hi bottle up into the air.

"To another adventure!" Rana, Alfred, and Moah all cheered in return, the four jacks clinking their bottles together in friendship and good humor.

"Is this really what you dream about Barney?" A voice said from behind the foursome. "Cause I got to say it's all rather pathetic."

Barnabus knew that voice. That slightly hissing condescending voice which had once made him quiver in passion. Turning away from his crew the Barnabus found himself staring right at the tall and muscular form of his Fidraon ex-boyfriend Ekkar Anguis. The mean spirited man leaning against the door that Miktes had just come from. "W-what are you doing here!" Barnabus said in shock.

"Why wouldn't I be here baby?" The blue scaled man said casually. Pushing himself off of the doorframe the Fidraon sauntered his way over to the human confidently. "I used to be in all your dreams remember. The good ones..." Suddenly the ship around the duo shifted and was replaced by a blood splattered corridor. The lifeless bodies of several people in body armor lying around them. "... and the bad ones."

"No, no, no, no this isn't happening I was just on the bridge of the Wild Comet not... here." Barnabus said told himself panicky. Looking around he cringed at the sight of all the gore and death at his feet. He knew a lot of these faces and seeing them again made him relive something that once happened to him that he never wanted to think about again. "I'm not that scared kid anymore. I'm a real space hero."

"Oh lay off of it Robertson!" Ekkar snapped. Taking a step forward the dragon gave the human a hard push. "You're as far as possible from being the real space hero you claim to be."

"Like hell I'm not you overgrown iguana!" Barnabus argued back rage replacing is fear. Where the hell did the pompous bastard in front of him get off tell him what he was or wasn't. He made those decisions not anyone else. "Give me one good reason why I'm not what I say I am."

The taller man brushed back his dark green hair and smirked. "Well, for one thing your way too fat to be a proper hero." Looking down at his six pack Barnabus witnessed as it jiggled and then popped out into a beer belly much to Ekkar's amusement.

"And another thing" Ekkar continued. "I'm sure that most heroes have nicer ships. Not old scrapheaps that can't even stay together when they're in port." Once again the scene around the two shifted. This time taking them back to the bridge of the Wild Comet. Only instead of its usual appearance the room was a complete mess with exposed wires, broken machinery, and piles of garbage.

"T-The Wild Comet is the best ship in space." Barnabus said in a small voice.

"It's trash Robertson. Nothing more than an old tour ship that's way past it's prime!" Ekkar countered. "My ship's ten times the size of this junker with faster engines, more powerful weapons, and might I add much nicer living quarters." Again the room around the duo changed, this time becoming a stylish bedroom which Barnabus had once spent a lot of time in years ago.

Letting his eyes wander around the large space Barnabus could feel himself begin shaking. "We're in your bedroom?" He asked the other man growing worried.

"Yes we are." Giving the shorter man a sinister grin the Fidraon grabbed Barnabus' behind and lifted the human's doughy middle-aged body up against his brawny well-toned one. "Remember what we used to do in here Barney?" He purred their lips almost touching.

"N-no I don't" Barnabus said, his breath starting to grow short. Despite what he had just said however the bearded man remembered quite clearly the sorts of things they had gotten up to in this very room. Nights filled with passion where he had clutched the silk sheets of Ekkar's bed as the larger man mercilessly drove into his body with such force that it made his teeth rattled and his eyes rolled back into his skull.

It was rough and wild and left him tired, sore, and covered in sweat and seed by morning. Back then when he had been a twenty something year old kid, Barnabus had reveled in every moment of it. Now though, the forty-two year old Barnabus was sickened by how he acted. The knowledge he had now about what kind of Fidraon Ekkar was making him realize how stupid he had been back then to ever enter into a romantic relationship. They only led to betrayal and wasted time.

Snapping out of his thought Barnabus came back to reality and was surprised to see and feel that Ekkar had somehow removed all his clothing, the Fidraon showing off all his hard muscles and cream colored chest which was speckled with blue patches at its boarders. "So Barney what do you think of all this?" Ekkar asked smugly. "Does it still turn you on like it did when you're were younger? I can still remember how you blushed right down to the soles of your feet when you saw me lying in bed naked." When all the human did was remain silent in his embrace the dragon man lowered his head and made their lips meet in a passionate kiss, humming as he deepened it and invaded the human's defenseless mouth.

Barnabus almost melted away into the sensation of Ekkar's long forked tongue worming its way into his mouth. His whole being tingling as his tongue was wrestled into submission by the powerful man holding him off of the ground. But with sudden realization at what he was doing Barnabus' pushed himself away from the other man, causing Ekkar to loosen his grip and drop him. "NO!" He shouted. Landing on his feet the Jack captain drew back his fist and let loose a punch right to the Fidraon's muzzled face in a blind rage.

However, before he made contact Ekkar grabbed his arm in a tight almost bone breaking grip and twisted slightly. "Fine we'll do this the hard way." the taller man sneered, his face contorting into a hellish twisted form. "If you won't give it to me then I'll take it." Springing forward Ekkar tackled Barnabus to the floor, holding him down with ease as the human struggled to free himself with all his might. "Stop fighting me human!" Ekkar growled his voice sounding deep and sinister. "Don't make me hurt you."

"Shut the hell up you scaly bastard I want you off!" Barnabus shouted in return. But his words didn't seem to get through to the massive man on top of him. Ekkar using his sharp claws to cut apart his belt and his dexterous tail to start yanking down his pants.

"Going to make you scream my name Robertson!" The dragon laughed. "Going to make you my nice little fucktoy for being such a bad boy."

Barnabus gritted his teeth and continued to try and push him off of his body. But oddly he began to feel his strength fading away as the fight continued. Finally after fighting as long as he could he just gave in, shutting his eyes and preparing to endure the pain that was to come.

But before the worst could come, a voice range out of nowhere making Ekkar stop what he was doing and look up. "Hey open your eyes!"

Barnabus still too frightened to open his eyes raised his head trying to hear that strange but somehow familiar voice. "What!?"

"Come on wake up!" The same voice said. "You're making too much noise, so open your eyes!"

Feeling a little bit of strength returning to him Barnabus let out a long sigh his whole being relaxing and slowly opened his eyes, his vision falling not onto Ekkar but onto...

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... the grumpy looking face of Miktes, first born son of the Hestry clan and all around royal pain in his derriere. "'Bout time you woke up." The Verdomian said with a frown. "All that thrashing in yer bed woke me the hell up!"

"AHHH!" Barnabus screamed as he realized that he had a large alien looming over his body on all fours, who was staring down at him with an annoyed look in his red eyes. Acting on instinct the now wide awake man raised his knee and nailed his unexpected bedmate right in the crotch, Miktes giving a yowl of pain as he toppled backwards off of the bed and onto the carpeted floor. "What the hell do you think you were doing in my bed jackass?"

"Why the hell did you hit me?" Miktes said in a voice slightly higher than his usual. "That fucking hurt you know."

Now growing angry Barnabus threw off his blanket, it landing over Miktes' head, and swung his legs over the edge. "What the hell do you expect when you climb all over a person when they're asleep!" He snapped, his body shaking a little from what he had just gone through. "What were you trying to do? Molest me or something?

After struggling to get out from under the large and warm comforter on top of him for a few seconds, Miktes popped his head out from under the blanket and stared up at the human in complete shock. "I-I would never do something like that." He said sounding highly offended. "You have not given me permission to do so and Miktes of Hestry clan does not and will not force himself on nobody!"

Barnabus peered down at the other man for several seconds with an unreadable look. "Then what's all this get naked so that we can I can screw you or else talk."

Miktes gave a snort and crossed his arms over his chest as he looked away. "I'm asking you stupid." He said as it was obvious. "It would go against my people's traditions and my personal honor to if I tried making you have sex with me. Though I gotta say you're the first idiot who's ever told me no after seeing me in all my naked glory."

Barnabus couldn't help but let out a small snicker. "Mickey, I've see guys with cocks as thick as my forearm before." He said smartly. "You're big down there but come on. I think I can resist falling to my knees and worshiping you like an idol." The humans comment earned him an angry glare which he easily ignored as he stood up and stretched. "Anyway I guess I'll believe you about not trying to molest me. If that's the sort of guy you were you would have shone your true colors by now."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Miktes said checking his arms. He hadn't changed colors, he was still the same shade of olive green he had always been. Taking small issue with the amused smile his human mate gave him for what he said, the Verdomian watched as Barnabus absently scratched himself through his strange sleepwear and began heading over to a room that was connected to his sleeping chambers. "Where are you going?" Miktes asked suspiciously. The human had retreated into that small room several times in the last few days. "Come back here and say you're sorry for kicking me in my balls."

"I didn't kick you in the balls. I kneed you in them." Barnabus corrected with a smirk. "And if you need to know so badly: I got to go drain the lizard." When a confused "huh" sounded behind him the Jack rolled his eyes and elaborated with. "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Huh, that's where you 'spose to go to the bathroom?" Miktes asked. Getting to his feet with Barnabus' blanket still in hand, the Verdomian stared down at it for a second as if he were going to do something, but then at the last moment he threw it back onto the bed.

Barnabus sighed at the question. "Of course it is. Where else would I go to..." Suddenly a terrifying thought crossed his mind and he turned to his roommate with frightened eyes. "Wait... where have you been going to the bathroom since you've been on board!?"

The primitive alien tilted his head to the side and pointed over to a waning potted plant in the corner of the bedroom. "That's the place where you take a piss ain't it?"

"YOU PEED ALL OVER MY PLANT!!" Barnabus shouted in horror. Forgetting about going to the bathroom the middle-aged man ran over to his pride and joy and looked it over. To his disgust it gave off a slightly asparagus like smell. "Oh, for the love of. I spent over a hundred and fifty credits getting that Girunjhin miniature palm!" He bemoaned sinking to his knees. "I kept him alive for three years!"

Miktes went over to the human and looked at him strangely. He was getting this upset over a plant? "I don't get it, does it make fruit or something."

"No it doesn't make fruit." Barnabus snapped. The human gave one last look to his now wilting plant and got up, stomping towards his private restroom with a growing chip on his shoulder. "Ok I think I've had enough of you this morning." He said over his shoulder. "I'm going out so that I don't have to see your ugly mug for a while. So you better stay in here or else."

Miktes didn't know why his mate was acting so upset over a stupid plant, but what he did know was that he didn't like that the submissive was insulting his looks or giving him orders. Following after him Miktes fell into step behind the other man. "Hey get your ass back here sub. I ain't done talking to you yet!" He demanded with a huff. "You still gotta make nice for attacking me just now. Not to mention for knocking me out the other day."

Spinning around in the doorway of his washroom, Barnabus glared at the Verdomian as he approached with fire in his eyes. "I'm not apologizing for any of that buster." He informed him. "You got what you had coming to you both times. So deal with it!" Saying his piece the bearded man took a step back and closed his restroom door, making sure to command the computer to lock it after it closed so that Miktes couldn't sneak in like he had tried the other night.

Now blissfully alone, Barnabus gave a long sigh and went to go wash his face, making sure to press a drawer on the wall which popped out with his freshly laundered clothing on top of it. Heading over to the small sink the Jack let the water start running and looked himself over in the mirror, mind flashing back to the dream he had been having before Miktes had woke him up.

'That was one hell of a nightmare.' He thought grimly to himself. It was so real, like it had actually happened. But he knew it couldn't have, Ekkar was a jerk yes, a complete scum bag in fact. But he wouldn't go as far as to do anything like he did in that nightmare. 'I'm just glad that's all it was.' Shaking off any lingering traces of sleep from his mind Barnabus reached down and gathered some water in his hand, splashing the cold fluid on his face and starting his early morning ablutions. He had to get ready to meet his crew for the day.

Outside of the washroom a still miffed Miktes glared at the shut door blocking him from his mate with distain. He had tried a few times to get it to open. Pressing his four fingered hand against the cold metal. But all that had happened was some disembodied voice say "No go partner", the door remaining shut. Giving an angry sigh of defeat the surly man went over to the chair he had to sleep in the night before and plopped down onto the soft piece of furniture. "Stupid Barnabus." He cursed. "Why the hell did I get stuck with such a disobedient little bastard like him for a mate?"

After a few moments of sulking Miktes looked up as Barnabus emerged from the restroom fully dressed and still a little upset about the ruination of his prized houseplant. "Ok, I'm going to the bridge now so behave while I'm gone." He said over to him. "Don't leave this room, don't break anything, and stay out of my drawers. Especially the third one down."

"I'll do whatever I want." Miktes replied back peevishly. "I don't take orders from submissives." Ignoring the annoyed look he received for his refusal to obey the Verdomian snubbed his nose at the human until Barnabus gave a sigh and left, reminding him once again that he was to remain inside of his bedroom

With his mate gone, Miktes' haughty mood instantly deflated, there being no reason to keep it up now that there was no one in the room to see it. Looking around he absently took a deep breath, Barnabus' scent tickling over his sense of smell and causing the same reaction it had caused every time he smelled the human's strangely alluring odor in the three days he had been around him. 'Why the hell does his stink make me horny?' He asked himself almost bitterly.

Giving into an urge Miktes went over to where his mate had been sleeping only a short time ago. After checking behind himself to make sure that the door was still closed, the warrior slowly climbed on top the bed and pressed his face into the mattress, inhaling deeply as he nuzzled the soft surface like a content cat. The human's scent was even stronger where he had laid, almost to the point of it being maddening. Miktes moaned into the mattress as heat pooled in his belly. This is how it had been since him and the human had accidentally been mated. Only Barnabus' scent or presence was able to arouse him, any other stimulation or thoughts of past bedmates failing to even cause a stirring in his loins.

With a frustrated groan because of his growing problem, Miktes flipped over and sat down on his bottom. Glaring down at the tent that had formed in his ceremonial shorts and cursing the snugness. "Wish I had my normal clothes." He griped pettily as he lifted his body and slipped his shorts down enough to expose his malehood. With a sigh he then reached down and wrapped his fingers around his aching cock, slowly starting to stroke himself. Letting the scents of his mates sleeping chambers wash over him as he closed his eyes and began to enjoy what he was doing to himself. He felt like some youngling barely hitting puberty masturbating quietly in a bedroom. He hadn't even had the desire to do such a thing back at the village, an unlimited supply of willing submissives close at hand to help him get satisfaction. But he had to do something to alleviate the pressure he felt building in his body as the hours went by on his mate flying house.

{Miktes: You know I'm really starting to get sick of being cooped up here. And it's only more annoying cause I'm being held prisoner by a group of puny little Humans. Even the name of their species is puny. Hue-man just two parts. Verdomian is much better, we're better looking too. They're small and week like submissives so a dominate like me should be king of the hill here. But they go around giving me orders like their dominates and actually expect me to obey. The last two days have been the most annoying days in my entire life. After Barnabus told his female slave that I should be locked up, he took me from that big star room and to his sleeping chambers again. At first I was angry, 'cause Miktes of Hestry clan won't be ordered around by his little mate. But then I realized that if we were in his bedroom then maybe he was taking me somewhere private so that we could finally rut. Of course that's not what we did once we were there. Instead of finally letting me take my rightful place on top of him all he did was shove me inside and lock his weird metal door behind him. It wasn't until hours later that my submissive returned, but he wasn't any more cooperative when he walked back into the room. Going straight to bed after he changed into those weird clothes he called "Pah-jam-ahhs". He even had the nerve to kick me out of the bed and made me sleep in a chair! I can tell you, it wasn't a very fun first night of our mating and the second night wasn't any better. Then there was this morning before he kneed me in the balls. There I was in the middle of a good sleep when he wakes me up mumbling and moaning in his sleep about something. At first I was angry but when I noticed that he was shaking I went to have a closer look.

Humans, as they told me they were called, were odd things. Covered in so much hair and weird colored skin. Most Verdomians only had hair on their head, tails, and elbows. And their flesh was a proper green, yellow or somewhere in-between. I should have been repulsed that I had found myself mated to such a strange creature. But as I looked down at his sleeping face I had to admit that he wasn't too bad. He was somehow handsome even though he ain't a Verdomian. I know I shouldn't have, that he'd have a fit but I climbed onto the bed wanted to get a better look. He was even better looking close I guessed, not something I'd pass up having sex with. And speaking of sex I really got turned on having him under me. So naturally I commanded him to open his eyes so that we could have sex. Of course he didn't listen; even in sleep he was disobedient. So I tried again and this time it worked. A little too well actually. My balls still hurt from the way he greeted me.}

A deep chuckling coming from the doorway interrupted Miktes in the middle of his self-exploration, causing him to look up from his crouch and across the room. When he did he was surprised to find the hairy member of his mates group staring at him with a small smile on his face. "AHH!" Moving faster than he had ever had, Miktes scuttled backwards until he fell off of the other side of the bed. "What the hell do you want?" He asked fearfully as he popped his head over the top of the piece of furniture.

Grinning at him for his actions, the creature walked into the room showing the Verdomian a plate of steaming hot food which was balanced on his left paw. "Goosta norry tendo yovo!"

Miktes slowly stood and yanked up his pants. "Y-You brought me something to eat?" He asked warily.

"Barnabus gozo fudo templat." The other man replied.

Miktes had only recognized his mate's name buried in what the other man had said. "What was that?"

The larger alien seemed to think about something the announced in broken speech. "Barnabus... said... feed... ... you!"

They were feeding him like he was some sort of pet to be given table scraps because he had been a good boy? Growing angry again the warrior started to think about telling the monster to just leave and refuse to eat until they realized that they couldn't treat the Chief's firstborn son like that. However just as he opened his mouth to tell him off, the smells of the appetizing food wafted over to his green bulbous nose. Whatever the monster had it was good and the thought of eating it made his mouth water and his stomach growl. 'Guess I could have a little bite.' Miktes eventually reasoned.

Moving around the bed the Verdomian hesitantly made his way over to the hairy creature, making sure to keep his eyes on its face for any sign that he was about to attack him. When within reach Miktes snatched the plate of food out of its claws and jumped back ready to fight if he had to. To surprise however all that happened was that the creature laughed and shook his head. "Zenzo toobla goozha." It said seemingly amused.

Miktes began stuffing the strange looking food into his mouth muttering a halfhearted. "Yeah whatever." As he sloppily began eating it as if he hadn't eaten in years. It was only when he was half way through his meal that he noticed that his hairy companion was still standing there watching him with mirth filled eyes. "What?" Miktes asked rudely a bit of mashed potato falling off of his right tusk. "Do you want me to thank you or something?"

The creature raised a dark furry eyebrow and shook its head saying. "Naoggho. Zanzho fu lotti gumbaza." Grinning again he then tapped to his belly with his clawed finger and descended into several sentences in his strange language. Pantomiming something which left Miktes completely confused and slightly startled.

Deciding to try and talk back if only to shut it up, Miktes interrupted the creature with a gruff question. "You got a name?"

The other man stopped mid-sentence and mid pose and blinked over owlishly at him. Then proudly he smiled and pointed to his chest, exclaiming. "Name, Moah!"

"Another weird name." Miktes snorted. Why couldn't they have proper Verdomian names like his people had? "Well nice to meet you I guess Moah. I'm Miktes first born of the Hestry clan."

Moah held out his clawed hand for the Verdomian to take, Miktes staring down at it perplexed as to what he wanted. "Yaggoh, Miktes... nice... to meet!"

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"I swear that big green idiot is starting to get on my last nerve!" Barnabus huffed as he flopped down on the common room's couch.

"Yes I know Barnabus you've told me many, many times already." Rana said absently as she read through a magazine. "Though I don't know what you want any of us to do about it."

Barnabus gave a groan and slid further in his seat, resting his hand on his throbbing head. "I want you to wake me up and tell me I'm not married to some sort of green barbarian from a jungle planet."

Rana gave a small laugh. "Why is that a bad thing? I though stuff like that happened all the time in your old movies."

"Yeah it does but the alien is always some cute little number with a great ass." Barnabus pointed out. "Not some chubby orc with a tail and a butt bigger than the side of a barn."

"Well people have to settle sometimes when they get married." Rana gave her captain a wry look. "How's your honeymoon with your hubby been by the way? You make any sweet music yet? When should we expect the baby?"

"Please don't tease me about this." Barnabus whined. "I feel bad enough having to wake up to that face." Standing up the Jack captain began to pace back and forth. That morning had been a grim reminder of why he didn't ever want to be in any sort of relationship with anyone again. Living with someone in any sort of quasi-romantic light could be messy. And living with Miktes was the worst of the worst. The man didn't know a thing about boundaries. Or personal property. Or staying quiet at night. The orc had to be one of the worst snorers Barnabus had ever met. And Barnabus didn't even want to think about what had happened to his poor plant.

"Barnabus stop doing that you're making me dizzy." Rana said throwing her magazine down next to her. "Your acting ridicules about all this. He's loud and annoying but come on we've dealt with transporting with worst. Remember that time we delivered those howler monkeys to that zoo. The monkeys with really good aim."

"Those monkeys were less of a hassle then that Verdomian is." Barnabus stared at his second for several long moments trying to get across to her what he meant. But when all he got back was her cool gaze he gave in. "I guess you're right." He admitted. "Maybe the reason it's bugging me so much is because he keeps talking about us being mates." Barnabus cringed at the mention of that word. "It's really making me feel uncomfortable."

Rana gave the older man an understanding look. She knew about his entire past with Ekkar and how it had colored the way he treated relationships ever since. How he avoiding them like the plague and how he had devolved into having numerous one night stand afraid to commit to anyone. "You know... maybe you should embrace this whole getting accidentally married thing." She suggested quietly. "Not like he's not your type, body wise. Maybe if you started talking to him you'd find out that you have some things in common."

Barnabus spun around to Rana with an expression of shock. "Are you nuts?" He shouted, waving his hands. "He's not even supposed to be here you know that!"

Rana stood up and glared at the other man, not liking the way he was yelling at her. But just as she was about to argue back she sagged, the anger draining out of her in an instant when she recalled why he was acting like that. "Yah I know it's crazy, but still..." She gave her old friend a wane smile. "You could stand having someone in your life Barnabus."

"I got you guys for that." He reminded her. "You, Alfred, Moah, heck even the ships AI."

"I'm mighty thankful-like you count me as a friend cowpoke." The AI replied.

"You're welcome." Barnabus said back "See Rana? Lots of people in my life. No need for a husband."

"That's not what I mean and you know it Comet." Rana went over to Barnabus and placed her hand on his upper arm rubbing it gently. "I've seen you with a lot of people over the years Barney, but I've also seen how you are when you think you're alone. You look lonely... really lonely." She said sadly. "You need someone to come home to, someone who gives you a reason to keep going on." A grin crossed he face and she lightly punched him in the arm. "And as much as you deny it I think our new friend might just do the trick. I'm sure we could keep him hidden and he's obviously not amiss to taking you as his husband, or um mate."

Barnabus gave a huff. "I'd rather stay single." He said. Giving his friend a slightly wounded look the older man pulled away and started to leave. "I think I'm going to go take a shower or something."

"Ok fine." Rana sighed giving up for now. Picking up her magazine she sat back down on the couch. "Just be quick about it because we'll be landing in a few hours." She reminded as she began to read again.

"I hear you mom." Barnabus quipped.

Rana shook her head and watched as Barnabus gave her a halfhearted wave and stepped out of the room. The Middle Eastern woman knew she had overstepped her boundaries a little. But she couldn't stand not doing so; she really did believe Barnabus needed someone. Maybe having a guy in his life would help him strive to be more responsible. Not wanting to endanger someone he cared about. Then again maybe having Miktes on board would only cause him to act more stupid and reckless. Not like that red headed alien had the longest fuse in the universe or the biggest brain.

Walking through his ship and up a flight of stairs Barnabus thought over the conversation he had just had with his friend. Her words replaying in his mind over and over as he made his way back to his bedroom.

[Barnabus: Rana can't be serious about me actually agreeing to give this "mating" thing a chance with that Verdomian. For one thing he's way too temperamental. I feel like pulling out my own beard and eating it every time I talk to him. Second: there's the way he keeps telling me to undress so that he can have sex with me. I've never met someone who can't take a hint after being refused so many times. Then there's the most serious thing. The fact that he's from a world that been forbidden by the government. Even if we could hide him for a while eventually someone would wonder what species he is and when they found out we'd all be in trouble.]

Finding himself in front of his door Barnabus got ready for the fight he knew was waiting for him inside and then opened it. When he did he found the strangest sight he had ever seen however. Sitting on his bed were Miktes and Moah. The larger of the two vividly talking and motioning with his hands as Miktes sat there eating and nodding absently at whatever he was saying. "What the heck is going on in here?" Barnabus said a little amused.

Both men stopped what they had been doing to look over as the bearded human walked into the room. "Barnabus gusto yip nosari." Moah said happily.

"Really now, that's interesting." Barnabus said even though he only under stood one word. Grinning now the Jack captain nodded over to Miktes. "Did he cause you any trouble when you brought his food in?"

Moah shook his head. "Naoggho. Miktes fuddo no plat lugganzo." Being his usually happy self Moah bounded to his feet and patted Miktes on his shoulder much to the other man's annoyance. Then getting his classic look of inspiration he rushed past Barnabus and towards the door.

"Got another idea!?" The human called after him.

"Yaggho!" The Girunjh shouted back at him as he disappeared around the corner.

"Just make sure it's not radioactive this time." The captain reminded him. "I like having only two arms." Now alone with his new crewmember Barnabus' mood soured a little. His mind once again flashing back to what Rana had said. But he realized that he couldn't let it get to him. He just had to push it aside and move on with the rest of his day. "So you and Moah have a nice "talk"?" he asked Miktes.

"Didn't really understand what he was saying." Miktes shrugged. The alien gave the other man a questioning look. "I though you said that magic thing you jammed in my ear made it so that I could understand the way anyone talked."

Barnabus went over to his closet and took out his shower caddy. "Usually it does but for some reason it won't work with Moah's people, the Girunjh." He explained. "Their language is too complicated or something. Moah tried to tell us once but got up and walked away halfway through his explanation."

"Strange." As he continued to eat Miktes watched his mate out of the corner of his eye. He seemed to be preparing for something. First taking out a strange blue thing filed with bottles, then getting a fuzzy cloak, then picking up a white bar from out of the restroom. "What are you doing?" The Verdomian warrior eventually asked when his curiosity got the better of him.

"Huh, oh... I'm getting ready to use the showers." Barnabus said looking up from his pre-bathroom preparations. "I haven't had a proper one since we touched down on your planet and I need to get ready for my meeting with my client."

"Meeting?" Finishing his food Miktes quickly placed the plate on the bed and then stood up, walking over to his mate with a look of confusion. This had been the first time he had heard about any meeting or any "client" whatever that was.

"Yeah... damn... I guess you'll have to come along with me won't you since we're stuck together." Barnabus pursed his lips and thought it over hard. He could let Rana take the relic to the professor he supposed. But then Tworows might not think they were professionals. It was usually the Jack-of-all-trades captain who consulted and met with their clients. "Maybe we could find a disguise to cover up your... Verdomian-ness"

"I will not cover myself." Miktes said with a huff. The very idea that he would hide his attractive and well-built thickset body under the same amount of clothing that Barnabus' people did. "I am a proud warrior and we show off our muscles."

"I'm not having this conversation with you right now." Barnabus dismissed sternly. Gathering his stuff the bearded man pushed his way past his pet Verdomian and headed towards the door. "You are on my ship so you will obey my orders."

But before he could make a clean escape he found himself blocked by a surly Miktes who had stepped in front of him. "You know I'm getting awful sick of you telling me what to do." Placing his hands on his hips the larger man leaned down and glared into his mates eyes. "I'm the dominate here and I should be the one giving orders. Which reminds me, when are you gonna submit to me already?

"I told you there's no way I'm sleeping with you."

"I don't care what you told me. I want sex and it's my right as your mate and your dominate to get it from you." Miktes told him rudely. He really didn't know why the other man was making this so hard. It wasn't like he was ugly or not endowed or anything. He was fucking studly, any submissives dream come true. The human should be happy that he wanted to screw the living hell out of him.

Deciding to try and arouse his mate into agreeing with him, Miktes gave him a sinister grin and unbuckled his belt again. "I bet you'd look real good on all fours with me driving into you from behind." The warrior chuckled when he saw that his mate's face was growing red from his dirty talk. Oh, he had him now.

Bending over Miktes pushed down his pants and stepped out of them, showing off his naked body to Barnabus' widening eyes. "Then maybe you could bounce in my lap for a bit." He continued with what he thought was expert seduction. "I wonder if you humans are hairy all over your body. I'd be happy to find out after I undress you, you slutty little submissive."

Barnabus didn't know how to react at first as the Verdomian in front of him undressed himself. Miktes actually thought that he could turn him on with a little bit of dirty talk and some nudity? It would have been laughable if it wasn't slightly intimidating. Actually all that the orc's lusty words and nude display did to him was make him more and more amused as he continued trying to get into his pants.

It was only when the word "slutty" was spoken that the Barnabus snapped out of his daze, his amusement turning into full-fledged anger. Sure he might enjoy the company of a few nice guys once and awhile but he was in no way a "slut." Giving the green skinned man a hard push Barnabus gave what sounded like a roar. "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?" He shouted. "I am not some, some, some hole that's here for you to have you way with!" With that the human stomped his foot down on Miktes' foot and quickly made his escape as the larger man gave a pained yelp and hopped away on one foot.

After rubbing his now sore foot and checking for any broken bones, Miktes growled low and darkly in his throat. How dare that puny human attack him again! "Get back here!" The warrior shouted after him. Running out the door which Barnabus had left open in his haste, the Verdomian entered the empty hallway with fire in his eyes. "Where the hell did ya go?" Tilting his head upwards, Miktes took a few deep whiffs of the air around him. It only took a few seconds for the angry man to find his mate's scent intermingled with the various other smells within the flying house he had found himself in.

"There you are!" Grinning Miktes blindly followed the trail his mate had left in his wake, barely noticing as he walked past the female member of his submissive's group and into the large room where he had met that large furry creature called Moah. Looking around his new surroundings, the young warrior's red colored eyes fell onto an open door on the far wall, which had a steam of steam bellowing out from it.

"Can't get away from me human..." Miktes muttered as he stomped over to the entryway. Hopefully there wasn't anywhere for his mate to escape to in the next room. And if that were true then Miktes would finally have him trapped. Poking his head into the room beyond the door, Miktes had to keep himself from snorting as the smells of some kind of sweet soap, sweat, and rusted metal assaulted his bulbous nose. Whatever this new place was it was disgusting. But he didn't dwell on the grossness of the room for too long, shouting out a commanding, "BARNABUS!!", as he stepped inside.

"Again!" Giving an angry grunt the human stepped out from behind the lockers where he had been getting undressed. Naked he walked over to the annoying man who just wouldn't leave him alone. "And why are you still naked? Don't tell me you walked all the way to the locker room bare assed!" The Jack waited for the other man to give him an answer but instead Miktes blankly stared at him as if he had grown that second arm he had warned Moah about. "Un... Miktes you alright over there?"

The reason Miktes had failed to respond to his mate's angry question was because he had become entranced by the sight of the middle aged man's nude body in front of him. It was his first time seeing the human without any of his elaborate clothing he always wore and he just couldn't help but marvel at what was shown to him. Miktes visually explored the whole of Barnabus' body, taking in every little detail he found. Yes the human wasn't as thickset as a Verdomian or as large down below from what the greenskin could see. But what the human did have was mouthwatering. A layer of appetizing lard which covered what seemed to be very strong looking muscles, showing that the older man was actually very strong despite his weight.

'That explained how he knocked me flat on my ass before.' Miktes thought as he stood there dumbly.

Another thing the alien man noticed as he stared was that it seemed he was right before, humans really were hairy all over their body or at least Barnabus was. A thick pelt of brownish hair covered his chest and trailed down to his beer belly, speckled by the occasional bit of silver. But the most surprising thing was the thick bush around his moderately sized manhood, the thick organ springing from it like a thick vine nestled above a pair of weighty balls.

Barnabus clapped his hands In front of the other man's field of vision trying to get him back to reality. "HEYA! My eyes are up here sailor!" He said pointing up to his face.

Miktes shook his head trying to shake off what had just happened. "W-What?" He asked. It was strange the warrior felt that same heat in his belly accompanied by the sensation of his cock beginning to harden just like what had happened when he had sniffed the blankets back in Barnabus' room. One would think it was the first time he had seen another person naked by the way he was acting.

"I said keep your eyes off of my nethers boy." Barnabus repeated. He didn't know why but for some reason he didn't like the way he was being visually groped by the other man. He sort of felt like a piece of meat on display. But strangely the sick thing was that Miktes' attention was actually sort of flattering.

Completely ignoring the order his mate had given him Miktes continued to stare. "How the heck you stand having all that hair all over you?" He asked.

Barnabus instantly became a little shy at the mention of his hairiness. Many lovers in the past had been less than appreciative by the liberal covering of hair which coated his body. Ekkar in face had been disgusted by it and made him shave as often as he could. Glancing over to Miktes, Barnabus noticed that unlike him the Verdomian had very little hair on his body. Just the row of tuffs on his head, a pair on his elbows, and of course that clump on the end of his tail. A lot better looking than his hairsuit frame. Realizing that he hadn't answered the other man's question yet, Barnabus quickly covered himself with a nearby towel and hesitantly spoke up. "Yeah... well I know it isn't exactly attractive but it's just the way I am." He began. "It's the way all the men in my family are. Well, except for my younger brother that is."

"I-It's not that it's not nice looking." Miktes said his face becoming a little flushed. "It's just that it's... different." Coming closer the taller man let his eyes travel up and down his mate's body. "But, I think I can work with it."

"What do you "mean work with it"?" Barnabus asked as he took a step back.

Miktes matched the other man's movement by stepping forward. "What the hell do you think I mean? I'm talking 'bout rutting with you. I can stand a little bit of hair against my skin I guess."

Barnabus' mood instantly soured hearing that. "Look, I've told you a hundred times already I'm not going to have sex with you."

"Yeah you are." Miktes insisted, his eyes wild and his breath coming out in short heated puffs. The red haired man just couldn't hold it back anymore. Now that he was close enough to smell all of his mate, it felt like his whole being was on fire and that it was screaming for him to rut, to claim his submissive as his. All he needed was the permission. "Let me take you." He said through gritted teeth. "I need to cum and I ain't leaving you alone till you say yes."

His anger peaking at the blunt command, Barnabus let out a frustrated and stepped forward with a determined look on his bearded face. If his unwanted passenger wasn't going to leave him alone until he was satisfied then Barnabus was going to give him what he wanted, if only so that he could have some peace. But it was going to be on his terms not the alien's. Moving fast Barnabus reached forward and gave Miktes a hard push, slamming the larger man into the row of metal lockers which were behind the pair of them. Then before Miktes could react to what had happened he slammed one of his hands on the lockers, the sound echoing in the steamy locker room and pressed himself up against the surprised Verdomian's green body.

"What the... what are you doing?" Miktes asked his voice slightly trembling. He had never seen this sort of behavior in a submissive before and it had completely disarmed him.

Barnabus chuckled meanly at the question. Where was all that bravado now? Making sure to work his leg in-between the taller male's legs the human gave the other man his answer. "You said you wanted to cum remember?" He asked hotly. "So that's what going to happen. I'm going to make you cum."

"G-Good." Miktes said a smile crossing his face. "But yer doing it wrong. You're supposed to bed over so that I can mount. Is this your first time or something?"

"My first time?" Barnabus laughed. "Hell kiddo I've been around more times than you can probably count."

"Then let me go so we can start." Trying to free himself, Miktes pushed his mate out of the way. But his effort only earned him a pinch to his nipple and a sharp glare which kept him in place. "Hey... stop fooling and get on all fours!"

Barnabus shook his head. "Naw-uh we aren't going to be doing that. We're..." Reaching down the older man grabbed a hold of Miktes' hardening cock. Giving the heated organ several good hard strokes that made the Verdomian bang his head against the metal door behind him and hiss through gritted teeth. "...Going to be doing this Mickey?"

"AH!" Miktes couldn't think straight as he was pleasured at the hands of his mate. The way he was touching him combined by the closeness of his scent was making that heat in his belly blossom into a full-fledged inferno. The warrior could actually feel his toes start to curl as his eyes fluttered shut. He felt like he was boneless, that nothing could be better than the way he felt right then while he was stroked steadily and tightly. But as good as it felt though the warrior knew he had to reign himself in. Here he was the heir to the Hestry clan, acting like some submissive not the dominate that he truly was. Using every bit of will power Miktes glared into Barnabus' amber colored eyes and said the best he could. "L-Let g-g-go so that I can... can m-mount you."

Barnabus laughed at the wobbly words. For a guy who talked about sex all the time Miktes really didn't seem that experienced. Responding to what he had been ordered to do Barnabus shook his head. "No way buster. I'm not moving an inch from where I'm at." Smirking he twisted his wrist in a special way to increase pleasure, a little trick he had picked up from a trick during a mission. "And besides even if I were to move who says that you'd be the one getting on top of me."

"I'm the dominate!" Miktes insisted as he moaned and shuddered. "I do... the fucking. I'm the alpha male."

"Really? Cause... right now you look like a little bitch." Barnabus mocked. Usually he wouldn't use such a demeaning word in this situation but he was still really pissed at the other man for everything he had done to him that morning. "Maybe you're the one who would look nice on all fours wagging that big green butt in the air."

"I would never let you mount me." Miktes felt himself blush at the thought of himself doing that. He would never do something as shameful as submit like that to some puny submissive, even if it was with his mate. Again he tried to get Barnabus to move, but the human holding him down just wouldn't budge.

"You don't have to worry about it, because I'm never fucking you." Barnabus informed him with a sneer. "I'm never going to bend you over my bed, slap that olive colored ass of yours till its beet red and pry apart those cheeks." He sped up his stroking, getting onto his tip toes so that him and Miktes were eye to eye. "I'm never going to hawk spit into your crack and use my fingers to make you moan and beg as I prep you to get your asshole reamed out." Again he speeded up his hand flying back and forth over the Verdomian's thick and leaking shaft. "I'm never going to pound into you harder and harder and harder with my THICK cock until you shoot off like a geyser, screaming and clawing at the sheets as I cum up that fat behind of yours and breed you like the big ol' slut you are!"

Miktes' mind was reeling as the other man talked. The touching, the smell, the dirty... no filthy words about how they would rut like wild beasts in the human's bed ringing a chord with him and making him moan and cry out. Miktes couldn't help what he did, all those sensations assaulting his mind at once, blinding him to his preconceived notions about dominates and submissives and making him surrender to the pure pleasure of feeling his mate bringing him to orgasm. "AHHHHHH!" Miktes moaned as he came hard, his dick erupting in Barnabus' fist as he shot thick ropes of yellowish seed between the two of them, staining their bellies and Barnabus' fisted hand.

Panting as he came down from his orgasmic heights, the worn out Verdomian stared at his mate through half lidded eyes, body drained and all energy gone. Barnabus for his part stared back at him with a raised eyebrow and a hint of amusement in his features. "Really that's all you got?" The Jack mocked. After taking a step back He examined his cum covered fingers, turning his hand from side to side. "You would think for a fella who goes around bragging about how manly he is you would be able to hold out longer."

Smirking at what he had done to the other man, Barnabus tweaked the Miktes' nose, leaving a bit of cum on it. Then he wiped the remainder of the mess on his hands off over the alien's broad chest. "You better clean that up before it dries and gets flaky. Maybe in a few years when you grow your big boy hairs you'll be able to satisfy someone by lasting more than three minutes." With that he turned and left, baring his back to Miktes for the first time and making the younger man gasp as he saw several larger scars etched on his skin. "We're going to be going out once we land back at my home. So get ready." he said over his shoulder

Miktes felt his face redden again as he slid down onto the floor, his bottom hitting the floor with a wet slap. But this time instead of lust causing him to tint it was a combination of embarrassment, resent, and anger. His submissive had just humiliated him by making him cum in a matter of minutes like some virgin on his night of deflowering. Feeling a tantrum starting, Miktes kicked his feet against the floor and pounded his fists while he let out a loud frustrated growl. Barnabus' laughter ringing in the background as the bearded man walked off into another room. Miktes vowed right there that he'd teach that smart assed, smug, infuriating, ... other words for annoying, human and fuck his disobedient ass.

{Miktes: I'm the dominate and I'll take my rightful place as one!!}