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Chapter 26

Locked up down in the brig of the Resande a very grumpy looking and grumbling Miktes sat cross legged in the center of the cell, his hair was still matted down slightly from the blood of the enemies he had slain and his ceremonial clothing long replaced by uncomfortable bright yellow overalls that felt unnatural and stuff against his green colored skin. Gazing ahead of where he was sitting the warrior glared hatefully at the thick metal bars at the front of the room. Cursing the inanimate objects with all the venom he could muster as the minutes ticked by.

Suddenly and without warning the Verdomian sprang up from the ground and charged forward, wrapping his hands around the long poles when he was within reach and pulling at them with all his might in a play to rip the offending barriers from their positions. Unfortunately this escape attempt like all the ones before it ended in complete failure. The annoying things refusing to budge even one inch and Miktes eventually growing tired and giving up with an angry roar and the words, "LET ME THE FUCK OUT!", before he pushed away and sulked his way back to the other side of the cell.

Plopping down onto his uncomfortable prison cot the warrior rested his chin in his hand and continued to glare. "Stupid prison." He muttered sulkily. "You're lucky you ain't a person cause I'd kick the shit out of you for keeping me prisoner."

{Miktes: Three fucking days! I've been stuck in this tiny little room for three ducking days and you know... it's really starting to piss me off. But strangely it ain't being locked away like this that's making me mad. Not saying that's a big part of it. What's really upsetting me right not is that I don't know what the hell happened to Barnabus after that short little bastard in armor knocked my ass right out. They didn't even talk to me in fact as they rushed me to this stinking chamber and threw me in this damn cell either. There was this one guy later though, he tried to tell me Barnabus was safe and sound and in his care but I don't believe him for a second. He was trying to trick me by making himself look like my new friend Moah. And what's even more insulting 'bout it is that he didn't even do a good job at it either. He was much too short, wore the wrong clothes, and talked all normal and junk. Must think I'm some sort of idiot or something to fall for that. Didn't even listen to one word and threw a real good fit until the guards dragged his big ass out of my face. That'll teach him. No, I ain't going to believe Barnabus is ok until I can go and see him for myself. But I know for that to happen I gotta break my way out of here first. Cause I'm as sure as fuck they ain't going to just let me go. I don't even care if I get killed or something afterwards I just want to find Barnabus and see him again. Dead or, by the strangers I hope, alive!}

Anger flaring again at the thought that he couldn't get to his mate, Miktes decided to do the only thing a full grown man as mature as he was could think of. He stood back up calmly, took a deep breath, and threw one of his infamous tantrums. Not just any tantrum too, the Verdomian threw one that rivaled one that the surliest of two year olds would be capable of throwing.

He raised his voice so loud that it made the other prisoners far down the other end of the cell block cringe as he shouted every expletive he could think of, he stomped around the small cell like a wild animal, and he destroyed and threw anything he could tear apart or rip from the walls.

It was only when the warrior picked up the tray his morning meal had been served, the cold uneaten food falling to the floor, and threw it so hard that it sailed through the infernal bars keeping him confined that this loud and frankly childish display of uncontrollable emotion came to its inevitable end. The sound echoing throughout the brig as Miktes gave another roar and sank onto all fours on the ground, striking his head against the metal flooring again and again in frustration as he said, "Please just be alright Barnabus.", in a barely audible voice.

"You know you really need to learn not to throw these hissy fits Mickey." A very familiar voice suddenly came from behind the broken Verdomian. "It's sort of interesting but I hate seeing you get all riled up on my account."

Startling at the voice Miktes raised his head and peered over his shoulder, vision immediately falling onto someone who only moments ago he was convinced he would never see again. There, on the other side of the bars was his lover, mate, and general disobedient friend Barnabus, a cocky smile on his bearded lips as he stared back at him with one eyebrow raised.

"Barnabus?" Miktes asked not truly believing his own eyes. Falling over onto his side and then scrambling to his feet the warrior staggered over to him hesitantly. "I-Is that really you submissive?"

Barnabus gave a chuckled and rolled his eyes. "Well it had better because if I'm not then I really shouldn't be wearing Barnabus Comet's underwear." He responded back cheekily.

Miktes found himself grinning madly at the comment and quickly closed the rest of the distance between them. It certainly was his mate. Only the man he had grown so close to would say something that smart assed and in such a cocky tone. Reaching out with his arm through the bars Miktes tried his hardest to simply touch him again.

Barnabus seeing what he was trying to do stepping towards him, and quickly found himself yelping in surprise as a green arm gripped his shoulder and pulled him forward fast. His body hitting the bars with a dull thud that made him cringe as it then wrapped around him and his and Miktes' lips connected in a scorching kiss that left him breathless and more aroused then any man should be in a prison ward.

"Darn kid you really got to warn a fella when you do something like that." Barnabus panted as they parted and he tried his best to recover. "Almost made my ticker explode with that big smooch."

Miktes smirked. "I'll make more than that explode next time we're alone." He said huskily. Growing serious then leaned forward and began whispering. "Hurry, go and find something to break these bars with." He implored. Barnabus might have somehow gotten past the guards but he could easily get himself recaptured. "We'll break the hell out of this damn place together, steal one of those tiny flying houses, and go find the others wherever they are."

"Sorry to put a damper on that plan Mickey but there's no need to have a daring escape this time." Barnabus said with his own smirk. "We've both been given a pardon. And you my green friend are allowed to finally get out of the whoscow."

Showing what he meant before he could be asked what all his ancient earth slang meant Barnabus reached into his back pocket and pulled out the military issued P.A.D. he had been given for use. After fiddling with the onscreen commands for several minutes and uttering of the phrase "Darn lock program." a confirmation sound rang out and three of the bars to Miktes' cell slid down into the ground with a whoosh.

"There you are Mickey." The Jack said stepping back. "You as free as a bird-- oomph!"

Halfway through what he had been saying Barnabus found himself unable to finish as he was suddenly and literally swept off his feet. His feet dangling a good inch off of the ground as a Miktes strode forward and picked him up in a bone crushing hug.

"'Bout time you let me out of there!" Miktes said trying to sound tough and failing at it terribly. "I was so fucking worried about you idiot."

"Jalapeño Miktes, I was worried about you too but you're sort of squeezing the life out of me here!" Barnabus managed to gasp out with a laugh while being crushed. "I'm still a little tender on my side too big green. You're going to need to put me down."

Realizing that he was causing his mate unwanted pain, Miktes instantly let go and backed away fearfully with an apologetic look on his face. "Did I hurt you!" He asked worriedly. "Did I open your wound up or something?"

"Naw, you didn't do that Mick." Barnabus said catching his breath. "It's not stitched up or anything. They healed the skin right up. Still tender though like I said."

Eyes narrowing at being told that the human was completely better but sore Miktes reached forward and grabbed the hem of his shirt yanking it up. His submissive was a tough guy but Miktes couldn't allow him to walk around on his own injured because of pride. To his surprise though all that remained of the festering burn was a large ruddy mark on its way to healing completely. "H-How did you get it all healed up so quickly." He asked not understanding.

"A doctor like Alfred used some sort of device on me that repaired my skin." Barnabus answered warmly. It was still a little bit strange seeing the Verdomian so concerned with his welfare. So different from the way he was when they met. "Now please put my shirt back down will ya? Not a good idea to show this much skin in prison. Especially when yer as good looking as I am."

Miktes' eyes widened when he realized that he was exposing something which only he should be allowed to see. "Sorry." He muttered. Standing upright he gave Barnabus one more once over then frowned in thought. "Were you telling me the truth when you said I was free? Those armor guys who threw me in this cell three days ago were sort of assholes. Said I'd never be allowed to go free again."

"That was before Barnabus here charmed the admirals and captain Lowland into agreeing to let you run around the ship." A new voice spoke from the couple's right. "Supervised of course."

Realizing that they were not alone Miktes tensed up and stepped in front of his mate trying to protect him. Searching the area he found who had spoken fairly quickly. The culprit, a short dark skinned human with trimmed hair, leaning against the wall a few feet from them. For the first few seconds that went by the Verdomian was curious who this new person was, but after really looking at him Miktes recognized who this strange man was.

"Hey!" Miktes shouted in outrage. "You're that little bastard that used the light weapon on me and knocked me the hell out!"

Issy, his face tinting a little at the way he had overreacted stared down at his feet shamefaced. "Yeah about shooting you. I'm really sorry that I went and... ... ... LITTLE!" Snapping his head back up to glare at the larger man the Lieutenant Commander pushed himself off of the wall and took an aggressive stance, shaking his fist and legs apart and seethed. "Did you really just call me fucking little!?"

"Hoo-boy." Barnabus face palmed as he tried to hold back a snicker. If there was one thing his younger brother hated it was being reminded that he was shorter than the average guy.

Miktes on the other hand wasn't impressed with the sneer directed towards him and snorted in response. "So what if I called ya little you barely come up to my chin." He said arrogantly. "Don't even got a proper belly on ya like a real man." He patted his belly and then Barnabus'.

Cracking his jaw, a habit he had when he was starting to lose his temper, Issy stomped his way over to Miktes until the two of them were standing a foot apart. "You got real gall calling me little?" He said hotly. "Especially coming from a guy who looks like he's a big overcooked Brussels sprout."

A frown firmly settling on his face Miktes glowered right back at Issy undaunted. "Who the fuck do you think you're calling..." Face going blank at the new word, Miktes shifted his gaze over to Barnabus quickly. "What's a Brussels sprout?"

Barnabus blinked in surprise at the sudden question and stumbled to respond. "A big green smelly vegetable." He explained. "Something that no one likes to eat."

Being told what he had just been called Miktes returned to giving Issy the same sour face he had been sporting a moment ago. "Who the fuck do you think you're calling a Brussels sprout little man!" He said finishing his insult from before.

"I'm calling you a Brussels sprout you big green gorilla." Issy shot back, not backing down one iota. "Now take back what you said or else I'm going to take that long tassel ended tail of yours and stuff it right into your big fat mouth!"

With that very serious threat in the air the two men grew silent. Intense glares and sneers on their faces as the stood there ground. Then suddenly, the mood did a one-eighty and they both stepped back, Miktes giving a hum of approval as Issy smirking up at him impressed.

"I like you little man!" Miktes said looking over to Barnabus. "He's got one hell of an attitude. Must be a dominate like me."

"Dominate?" Issy asked in curiosity. Grinning he turned to his brother too and only became amused at the frown he was giving their alien companion.

"How come he's a dominate when you first meet him and I was a submissive." The Jack asked in a very put upon manner.

"Ain't it obvious? He's all tough acting and junk." Miktes stated matter-of-factly. "All you did was walk away and grumble at me. Made me walk around the whole flying house of yours butt naked looking for you too."

"Of course." Barnabus rolled his eyes at that little bit of warped logic. He had learned weeks ago that he really wouldn't ever understand all the little idiosyncrasies of the Verdomian's mind. It hurt too much even trying to decipher what went on in there.

"So you're his submissive then Barn?" Issy said butting his way back into the conversation. Grinning, the younger man leaned against his brother and peered up at him playfully. "Darn guess I owe Frank twenty credits now at the next family reunion."

"You and Frank had a bet whether or not I was a top or bottom?" Barnabus asked in alarm. When Issy continued to smirk and began laughing he decided he had enough and wrapped an arm around his head, pulling him into a weak headlock which Issy wormed his way out of by poking the larger man in his gut with a finger in good humor.

Seeing the two interacting so intimately caused a twinge of jealousy to twist in Miktes' stomach though and giving a growl he quickly went over to the pair and pulled Issy as far away from Barnabus as he could before he stepped between the duo. "Hey just cause I said I like you and all don't mean you can touch my human." He huffed.

"Mickey stop acting all jealous like that." Barnabus admonished. Pushing the warrior out of the way the older man hobbled his way back over to Issy and put an arm around his shoulders. "This is my little brother, Lieutenant Isidore Anderson. Issy let me introduce you to..." Barnabus gave a slight pause as he cleared his throat as he tried his best to lower his voice to Miktes' grumpy tone. He knew he had to get this next part just right. "...Miktes Firstborn of the Hestry Clan!

Issy chuckled at the impression his brother had just done and stuck his hand out for Miktes to take. "It's Lieutenant Commander actually now Barnabus." He pointed out, Barnabus giving a surprised look at his rise in rank since the last time they had a long conversation on the subject. "And as for you green guy it's a pleasure to meet you Miktes."

"You and Barnabus are brothers?" Taking the offered hand unsurely and giving it a shake like he had seen Barnabus do before Miktes raised an eyebrow ridge at this Isidore person, his eyes roaming over him again. "Issy" didn't seem to have anything in common with his mate visually. They had different skin colors, hair, and demeanors. Not to mention the vast difference in their ages. Issy was younger looking then Miktes was.

"Half-brothers actually." Barnabus clarified when he noticed the confusion. It often happened when people found out they were siblings. Especially with aliens. "Issy here is part native north American on his mother's side. Our folks got married when I was ten and had the little pain in my butt when I was a senior in high school."

"Guess that's explains it." Miktes said though he still wasn't exactly clear what all of that meant. "If that's the case though then I guess I can let you near my submissive. But you better watch yerself."

Issy quirked a grin. "Ok got it Mickey."

"Good." That bit of business now over and the knowledge of his mate being safe and sound Miktes stared down at the tray he had thrown out of his cell earlier his stomach giving a rumble as he did. He had been so upset that he had failed to eat any of the food they had given to him. A three day fast that needed to end as soon as possible.

"Where can I get some food on this stupid flying castle?" Miktes asked with his usual rudeness. "Barnabus could you take me to get some food?"

"Sure thing you majesty." Barnabus sighed good-naturedly. Though he had noticed that Miktes had asked him for food instead of just ordering him to get it. "Just make sure you don't eat these military fellas out of house and home."

Ignoring the affronted huff Miktes gave to his teasing the Jack started to make his way down the brig hallway, Miktes and Issy falling into step behind him at the exited out of the private wing and into general populace. Even with all the jeers and catcalls that echoed around them as they passed other prisoners Both Warg and Ekkar's pretty boys Barnabus couldn't help the small smile that crossed his face. It was all finally over. No more being on the run for murder. No more having to watch their backs wherever they stopped. And most importantly no more having to deal with Ekkar trying to hunt them down

Not to say that the dragon still couldn't be a bother to him in other ways it seemed. Passing a darkened cell a very familiar voice called out to the trio. "Comet!" It seethed. "What the hell is your fat ass doing down here?"

Causally turning his head Barnabus watched as Ekkar appeared from out of the shadows and glared at him from behind the bars. The Fidraon was still badly injured from the beating Miktes had inflicted on him. His good looks marred by numerous bruises and a badly misshapen muzzle on his once smug ad handsome face.

"I'm down here to get Miktes out of his cell." Barnabus said as he walked by the other man dismissively. "Now if you excuse me we have somewhere better to be."

"Wait, wait Barney don't go!" Frantically Ekkar reached out of his cells his hand grabbing for Barnabus and beckoning him to come closer. Unlike when Miktes had done the same thing however Barnabus jumped back at the thought of being touched by the blue scaled man and gave a huff of anger. "I'm not going to let you touch me Ekkar!" He snapped

The human's refusal to be manhandled by his ex-boyfriend left a perfect opportunity for Miktes to touch Ekkar however, the warrior grabbing the reptilian alien's outstretched arm and yanking it forward until its owner was slammed into the bars with a painful shout. "You heard him, keep your hands off fucker." Miktes warned darkly. "And don't think you'll ever be able to do it again. I'll always be here to keep him safe from you."

Barnabus gave a sad frown at that statement but quickly covered it up while placing a hand on Miktes shoulder. "Don't even bother with him." He said glaring at Ekkar. "That crumb bum can't do anything to either of us anymore. They're impounding his ship, dissolving his crew, and stripping him of his Jack rank. Not to mention that he's going to be in jail for who knows how long for treason."

Finally letting go of the creature that had hounded him and his mate for so many weeks Miktes snorted at him aggressively and backed away to put an arm around Barnabus' back possessively. "Yer just lucky Barnabus made me save you lizard. I want to let you die in the dark with the purple monster."

Ekkar sneered at the duo with disgust as they turned their backs on him and walked away. How dare Barnabus remind him of his fall from grace and how dare his stupid animal of a husband threaten him. "I swear I will get you two for what you've done to me!" He called out to the duo as they walked through the door at the end of the hallway. "I will make you rue the day you ever met me Barnabus Anderson! You and that primitive of yours will be sorry for everything one day!!"

[{Barnabus & Miktes: Just try it asshole.]}

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"How on earth can he eat like that without stopping to take a breath?" Issy wondered in amazement. Turning to his brother who was seated next to him at the large central table in the Resande's public galley the younger man raised an eyebrow expecting an answer.

"Trust me it gets worse." Barnabus said with an amused sigh. "A lot worse."

Reaching over to pick up a bottle of mustard the Jack placed it in front of the several large towers of porcelain plates across from them and quickly withdrew his arm before it could be grabbed. Just as he had expected a green hand shot out and imminently snatched up the bottle. Its owner twisting off the cap and guzzling down its contents as if it were a soft drink much to the horror and amusement of the small crowd gathered around the two brothers.

Issy cringed at the sight of someone drinking a condiment and shook his head. "Ok you were right it. It got a lot worse."

The source of this obscene and utterly disgusting display of gluttony was one Miktes of Hestry Clan. The orcish alien sating the appetite he had acquired in the three days since he had last eaten as a group consisting of Barnabus, Rana, Issy, and several of Issy's squad mates watched on with varying degrees of wonder.

"I knew he liked to eat a lot but I had no idea he ate this much." Rana commented. "Man's like a living plague of locusts."

Barnabus gave his second in command a nod. "You should have seen him back on Loma Prime." He said groaning as he remembered the way Miktes had devoured half the menu at the beachside bar and grill. "I swear if Ekkar hadn't chased us out of the place sporting for a fight I'm sure I would have been paying off a nearly three thousand credit bill."

"Stop exaggerating." Miktes huffed while stuffing a Brussels sprout into his tusked mouth. "I don't eat more than any other Verdomian."

Barnabus found himself cringing this time as his lover chewed on the steaming vegetable, mostly because he had dipped it in chocolate sauce. The warrior had requested the item specifically. Stating that since he had been called one he might as well see what they tasted like. Not surprising he had taken an instant liking to the dish within the first few bites.

"He isn't exaggerating by much green guy." One of Issy's squad mates, who Barnabus though had said his name was Ghor, remarked jokingly. "You've nearly eaten three week's worth of rations."

Turning to the man who had just spoken to give an apology, Barnabus let his eyes roam over him in an effort to identify his race which he quickly deduced was an Obusan, a race which he had never seen before in person. They were strange aliens, fleshy skin a burnt orange color and a noseless rough looking face that reminded him somewhat of a tortoise's. The strangest thing however weren't any of these features but mismatched rock-like plates that seemed to run up the man's back and over the top of his head. A row of tiny ones forming a unibrow over his dark expressive eyes.

"Sorry about Mickey over there." Barnabus said responding to Miktes' bingfest. "If it helps I'll pay for all the extra food he's chowing down on so you all don't get in trouble."

"Don't give it another thought boss man." The Ghor said waving him off. "Your Issy's brother which makes you family by our squad's standards. That plus those are my rations over there and I'm shipping out of this unit as soon as we dock." Attention drifting over to Rana however the Obusan added, "Of course you could always repay me sweetheart.", in a seductive voice that imminently fell flat against Rana unimpressed glare.

Miktes too didn't seem too impressed with the pickup line because unexpectedly he stopped eating as soon as he heard it to stare angrily at the shellbacked man. "Back off of her." He huffed.

Smirking Ghor did as he had been ordered although he did raise an craggy eyebrow at the command. "I thought the human with the beard was yours?" He said. When Miktes nodded he grinned. "See, if that's true then no reason why I can't get friendly such a beautiful lady."

"They're both mine so back off." Eyeing the other man Miktes made a show of tearing into a turkey drumstick, his gaze not adverting until Ghor gave in and looked away with a chuckle.

Rana gave Miktes a curious look at the way he had defended her. Not that she really needed it mind you. Guess he was starting to feel a little protective of here. It was sort of comforting if not a little weird. "Thank Mickey." She said anyway.

"Sure thing woman." Miktes grunted back. Peering around the rest of the room the alien frowned when he didn't find who he was looking for. "Where's skinny and the furry one? I haven't seen them yet."

Barnabus did a visual search around the room himself trying to see where the final two members of his crew were. "Yeah where are Moah and Alfred?"

As if the two questions had been some sort of a summons, the door of the galley suddenly swung open at that precise moment and Moah and Verohn walked into the room, heads bent towards each other and talking amongst themselves animatedly as Alfred dutifully following behind them a few moments later with an utterly confused look on his face.

Barnabus was so unused to seeing that sort of expression on his doctor's face that he opened his mouth to ask what was wrong. But before he could he found out for himself when he heard the way Moah and Verohn were communicating with one another. Yes it was in Girunjh he supposed, but the speed of which they were speaking it was so rapid that the words blurred together and sounded more like guttural noises instead of understandable sentences.

Listening as the two bear-like aliens passed them and sat down at a small round table close by Barnabus shook his head trying to clear it and glanced over at Alfred. "What the heck are they saying?" He whispered.

"Yeah... I'm sort of curious too." Rana agreed. "I don't think I've ever heard Moah talk like that."

Taking his own seat next to the others Alfred gave a shaky laugh while he continued to peer over to the two furry men. "Believe it or not that's how Girunjh regularly talk." He explained distractedly. "That's part of the reason why the translators have trouble with their language. It's way too fast that hardly anyone can learn it because of that."

"But you can understand it when Moah talks." Issy pointed out. "Same with me and Verohn too. He's been teaching me his language whenever he has free time for it."

When Barnabus opened his mouth to comment about his lessons Issy quickly grabbed a hotdog out of Miktes' hand, much to the warrior's growling annoyance, and stuffed it into his annoying brother's mouth before he could speak.

Not really understanding why Issy had just force fed his captain Alfred choose to ignore it and answer his question instead. "Whenever Moah or Verohn talk to us they slow their speech so we can understand them. Sort of like when an adult talks to a child. Other Girunjh don't bother doing that because they don't like offworlders learning their language."

Chewing the food that had been popped into his craw Barnabus swallowed and watched as the two Girunjh chatted happily amongst themselves for several more minutes before he shifted his attention back to Miktes. It seemed that the younger man was finally finishing up the last course of his meal meaning that there was something else they needed to do. "Hey Alfred, were you and Verohn able to finish that project you were working on together?

Alfred stopped halfway through eating a fry he had taken from Rana's plate and looked over to Barnabus a big surprised. "Humm... yes captain we finished an hour ago." The blond confirmed while adjusting his glasses. "Thanks to Mr. Nulido's brilliance we just breezed through the last few problems I had in understanding the project. I know outsiders aren't usually allowed on the Girunjh homeworld but I would love to visit. I'd be able to learn so much from such an intelligent and amazing species like them. Maybe even enough to--"

"--Al." Barnabus interrupted fondly. Why was it his doctor always seemed to get carried away when he was excited? "Back on topic please."

Dipping his head embarrassingly at realizing he had been rambling again Alfred muttered a quick apology before Barnabus asked him another question. "If you two have it done then do you have the thing with you right now?"

"Yes sir." Reaching into his pocket the Jack doctor pulled something out of it and slipped it into the older man's hand under the table. "It's all ready for you Captain."

"Thanks for getting it done for me so fast for me." Barnabus said looking down at the item then up to Miktes as he stuffed the last of his meal into his tusked mouth. "Thank Verohn too once Moah stops bending his hear over there will ya? I'd do it myself but I have something I need to get done ya know."

Hearing Barnabus Rana gave him a slightly suspicious look "You leaving the party early Comet?" She asked, following the older man's eyes.

"Miktes said he wanted to get out of that ugly brig uniform earlier. I have his old clothes back in my room." Barnabus replied. When Rana smirked and looked away smiling he frowned. "What?"

"Nothing, nothing." The dark haired woman snickered. "Just glad you got a good outlet for all your proclivities now. Much better than those one night stands or those suspiciously long showers you took in the locker room at night." She chanced a glance up at her captain after he comment taking even more delight as his cheeks became ruddy out of embarrassment.

"You're lucky you're my best friend." Barnabus huffed. Walking away from his annoying pilot the middle aged man casually asked over his shoulder. "Mickey you feel like coming with me for a bit?"

Miktes was on his feet in a moment of being asked to accompany his mate. "Sure thing sub..." He looked around at the gathered crowd and his grinning brother-by-mating.

Barnabus had finally explained what the term submissive meant in his culture sometimes and while he didn't see why he should stop calling him that he didn't want any of these men thinking of his mate sexually. Issy's friends reminded Miktes of the dominates back at the training grounds. Much too eager to make catcalls and lewd gestures.

Snorting at the group and sticking his nose up Miktes instead decided to say. "Yeah I'm coming with ya Barnabus." As he followed after the older man.

The refusal to use the "S" word they were expecting to embarrass Barnabus earned Miktes a boo from both Issy and Rana that the two men completely ignored as they walked out of the galley and back into the crowded hall they had traveled down earlier.

"You all filled up Mick." Barnabus asked as they snaked their way around people, several stopping for a moment to give Miktes a strange look before remembering that they had other things to do and moved on. "Because I don't think they're going to let you back in there after that meal."

Miktes belched before he responded to the teasing tone the other man was using. "If they don't let me back I'll just sneak in and eat everything out of spite." He remarked.

"You would too wouldn't you?" Barnabus could easily imagine the Verdomian doing something that childish. And for some reason now he could see himself joining him in the little prank.

Turning when they came to a corner the couple left the busy central hall and entered smaller one where they boarded a lift. Quickly commanding it to take them the ship's large guest floor, Barnabus gave a sigh of relief and finally felt himself starting to relax. He enjoyed being around everyone but after everything that had gone on in the last three days the getting rescued, the meeting, and having to deal with Ekkar one last time he sorely needed some time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately the calm Barnabus wanted was interrupted when he found himself being grabbed from behind and spun around, his body slammed very gently against the elevator wall as a certain Verdomian pinned him while grinning down at him evilly.

"I'm horny and I wanna fuck you." Miktes announced with all the subtlety of a brick to the head.

Barnabus blinked up a little stunned for a moment and moved his leg a little, the appendage having been trapped between Miktes' legs in their tussle, it rubbing up against the growing erection in the alien's coveralls. "Yeah kid I can see that you're standing at attention down there." He chuckled. "But do you think this is a smart place to-- humm."

A desire building in him to the point of distraction Miktes leaned forward and kissed him gently. His tongue entering the other's mouth when the human gasped in surprise and dominating the intimate act, deepening it to a level that left the two of them hard and out of breath by the time they had parted several minutes later.

"I need to rut with you again." Miktes growled as he ground his erection against Barnabus' leg dirtily. "It's been days since I've last been with you. I don't care if it's me fucking you are you fucking me I just want us naked and breeding like two wild beasts. And I don't want to stop until we're both sore as hell and sated for an entire season."

{Miktes: Yeah I know I sound like some submissive when I just said I'd let my mate get on top of me. But I don't give a shit no more. He's shown me something so amazing that there's no way I'm going to go back to being a dominate who only mounts his partner. I like getting it in the ass and I ain't ashamed of that. Least not when I say it in my head I'm not. There's no way I'm going to beg for it.}

"You know you could try seducing me with sweet talk for once." Barnabus said back playfully to the dirty talk. "Not that I'm not enjoying the hands on approach Casanova." Pressing his hand against the warrior's chest the Jack gently pushed him off of him as the elevator dinged and came to a stop. "Come on Mickey if your dead set on doing a little backseat mambo then we're going to do it in the privacy of my room not out here in the open."

"I don't care who sees." Reaching out to grab the dark haired man Miktes gave a wicked smile. But his attempt to capture his mate was thwarted when Barnabus hoped out of grabbing range.

"You might not care but I have a reputation I'd not like to ruin." Barnabus caught himself with an embarrassed laugh. "Well not ruin anymore then all the things I've done in the past." Grabbing Miktes by the arm the Jack dragged him out of the elevator and down the hall.

Thankfully there was no one in the hallway to notice the sizable mounts that both men sported in their aroused state or Miktes who couldn't seem to keep his grabby palms away from the older man's backside as he opened one of the many doors lining the walls and ushered them both inside.

Barnabus' annoying need to be in private before they copulated now seen to Miktes wasted no time placing both his hands on the side of his bearded lovers face and tugging him forwards into another kiss. This one more passionate then the one in the elevator as hands roamed everywhere and deep growls rumbled from the alien's throat.

Unfortunately for Miktes when he began to reach under Barnabus' shirt to yank off the annoying piece of clothing he found himself suddenly kissing air as the human backed off again and smirked at him. "Nah-uh kid we're not doing anything till you've done something for me first." He said doing his best to regain himself. "You're marching into the shower and cleaning yourself up."

Miktes gave a small pout at being denied but remained still, tapping his foot as he halfheartedly glared. "What do you mean I got to get clean first?" He asked very put upon. "I'm just going to get all dirty when we get rutting. Besides I don't want to wait no more. I'm horny right now!"

"I know your horny Mick but there's no way in spit I'm hopping into bed with you covered in..." Reaching up Barnabus rubbed his thumb over the Verdomian's cheek, the digit scrapping off a flaking substance that was still on his skin. "...Warg blood. And quite frankly, you stink big time right now."

Miktes raised his arm and sniffed his armpit, cringing as it stung his nose. "Fine." He said sulkily. "But I ain't doing it alone. You're gonna take a bath with me so I can keep an eye on you." Crossing his arms over his chest the warrior stood his ground unmoving at his ultimatum.

Barnabus let out an exhausted sigh at the other man's behavior but gave in none the less. "Fine you overgrown brat. Just give me a minute to undress in here alone."

When Miktes looked like he was about to object Barnabus quickly cut him off with a stern look. "I know you better then you know yourself Mickey. If you watch me take all my clothes in here you're just going to get all excited and push me onto the bed faster than Captain Cosmos' ship when they hit the warp drive." Pointing the Jack showed the other man where the bathroom was. "Now scoot!"

"Bossy bastard." Miktes muttered.

Padding his way over to the bathroom door, the alien began to unzip the coveralls he was wearing. The attempt to remove his clothing failing until Barnabus slapped the Verdomian's hands away and helped him get undressed, the Warrior slipping off the uncomfortable article of clothing with a groan of pleasure and kicking it to the corner of the room with a huff.

"Stop stalling and move it buster." Slapping Miktes' left butt cheek the older man watched as the alien grumbled and walked away, hand going to his stinging bottom and rubbing it as he disappeared through the bathroom doorway.

Blissfully alone for a moment Barnabus shook his head chuckling and sat down on the bed, removing one of his boots with a grunt. However before he could get the other one off he was reminded of the item Alfred had given him as its slight weight made it's self known in his pocket like an albatross. 'Oh yeah...' Barnabus thought, his mind going back to it. 'Me and Mickey can't be fooling around like this. We have to talk about something important.'

Sobering like he had been splashed in the face with cold water Barnabus finished taking off his boots and went over to the bathroom, entering the room completely dressed and a frown of determination on his face as he stared down at his bare feet. "Hey Mick hold up on the sex thoughts for a bit. I need to gab to you about... whoa."

Peering ahead of where he was standing all thoughts of a serious talk flew away like a startled bird as Barnabus got a full eyeful of his green skinned friend. Miktes had his back to him while he stood in the rooms large and spacious shower, rivulets of warm water running down his back and over the swell of his backside as steam hung in the air in a display so erotic that all sensible thought left the forty-two year old man's mind while he unflinchingly watched for several long, cock hardening minutes.

It was only when Miktes reached down and rubbed his backside again where he had been spanked that the human made himself known, a gasp coming out of him that drew the obvious warrior's attention to the fact he was being watched. Peering over his shoulder Miktes gave a growl at seeing that Barnabus was still wearing his clothing and turned around to face him. "The fuck!?" He huffed. "I thought you said you were getting naked!"

Barnabus had to take a gulp before he was in any state to respond to the query his eyes drifting down for a moment before he snapped them back up. "I-I-I was but then I remembered... something." He began shakily. "... ... Oh yeah, w-we have to talk about something."

"No more talking." Miktes insisted. Stepping out of the shower the Verdomian padded over to the other man, bare feet slapping wetly on the floor as he did, and gave a lustful growl while reaching down to begin unbuckling his companion's belt. "I want you bare assed, wet, and ready to rut like a good submissive for once." Miktes stilled when a thought reached his mind. "You still want to do that with me don't you, Barnabus?" He asked uncertainly.

Barnabus stared at the man in front of him then down between them to the hands on his belt and the rigid green cock jutting out from Miktes crouch. Talking could wait he supposed. Though he was a heel for putting it off. "You bet your cute backside I want to sleep with you kid." Barnabus said at last. "J-just let me get into my birthday suit."

"I said I want you naked."

Barnabus gave a huff of laughter as he began slipping off his padded vest and then his shirt. "That's what birthday suit means Mick. Your wearing what you were wearing when your were bone." He dropped his clothing. "Nothing."

"Well why didn't you just say that." Miktes snorted. Going back to unbuckling Barnabus' pants, the warrior finished with the complicated metal lock-thing and promptly devastated the older man of his pants and then underwear with one hard tug.

"Finally." Stepping back Miktes let his eyes roam over the entirety of his human's mate's thickset body. From his doughy chest, the trail of thick hair running down over the large belly, and finally to the thick and pulsing cock that was nestled atop a pair of delicious balls. The sight of it caused heat to pool in the Verdomian's belly. This burning desire leaving him with no other choice but to drop down onto his knees and shove his nose into the unruly growth of pubic hair with a deep intake of breath. His round bulbous nose inhaling deeply as the gamy musk that always permeating from the area sent a thrill of pleasure straight down to his own hardening member.

"Fuck you smell good." Miktes growled. Not wanting to waste any more time as his mouth watered the alien took Barnabus' hips in his hands to keep him still and opened wide, his greedy mouth engulfing the weeping cock in a punishing suction, that quickly took a back seat as he began bobbing up and down on the rigid shaft.

Legs going weak as he was nursed on so vigorously Barnabus had to move both his hands to the bathroom's sink for support, as his senses were glazed over by a fog of lust that made him shake with pleasure. "Jalapeño!" Barnabus managed to ground out through gritted teeth after a few torturous minutes. "What did I tell you about warning me first?"

Miktes smiled around the cock he was sucking on and pulled off, his tongue dragging along the veined shaft several times while he peered upwards. "I forgot." He said feigning innocence. "Now shut the fuck up and stop complaining so I can make you remember why this is better than just talking."

Going back to pleasuring the human, Miktes decided to give him a slight reprieve from his blowjob skills and moved onto nibbling the large balls underneath the fleshy rod. His square tusks cautiously scraping against the soft velvety skin of Barnabus' sack while he caressed and teased the hairs sparsely covering the wrinkled flesh.

Barnabus for once listened to the younger man and leaned back against the sink as he was pleasured. Legs slowly by surely spreading apart as Miktes explored his nether regions with the curiosity that rivaled any lover he had had before. The Verdomian was just so into laving every patch of skin with his hot breath, long languid licks, and the occasional little nip that there was no way he was going to tell him to stop for a good while.

[Barnabus: I don't even know what I was doing sexwise before I met Mickey here. All those other times with all those bums from the bars feel like nothing compared to how good I feel right now. I just can't believe how turned on I am right now. How much I just want to completely give myself over to this primitive man who doesn't' know his aft thruster from his own tail end. But here I am none-the-less loving every second of it! Loving how I'm so turned on. Loving how I'm so ready for more and more, and absolutely loving the big green... ... ... I-I mean, l-loving how g-good a job he's doing.]

Feeling himself starting to go over the edge from all the attention he was getting down below Barnabus quickly snapped out of his lust infused daze and regretfully made Miktes stop what he was doing with a tap on his mostly bald green head. "Hold up for a moment will ya Mickey." He begged. "I'm about to finish sooner than we both want me to."

Miktes peered up at his lover while licking his chops slowly. "I don't mind you cumming right now. Not like going to stop me from having sex with you."

"I don't get any say in it?"

"Like you're really going to stop me." Miktes smirked. "Yer fucking harder than rock right now submissive and I can smell your arousal. I know you want to rut." Leaning forward Miktes tried to go back to mouthing Barnabus sensitive crotch again, but found his attempt blocked by a pair of annoying hands.

"I said I need a break." Barnabus reminded. "At least from that. Maybe... we should move onto getting ourselves clean before we continue fooling around."

Miktes didn't like the idea of having his fun stopped but nodded in agreement as he stood. "We can do both I bet." He smirked. Taking Barnabus' still hard member in his hand like a leash the alien led them over to the shower and pushed Barnabus under the steaming spray, both of them enjoying it as warmth rained over their bodies.

Wrapping his arms around his mate, Miktes ran his hands down the other man's scared back, his groping ending when he reached Barnabus hairy and wet backside which he goosed with both palms. "So how we going to do it this time?" The Verdomian asked huskily. "I was being honest when I said we could fuck each other either way."

Going over the question he had just been asked, Barnabus pretended to think over his options even though he already had something in mind. Suddenly smirking he unceremoniously spun Miktes around. Surprising the young Verdomian completely as he found his body pushed forward and his large body pressed up against the wet tile wall.

"How about I take charge this time?" Barnabus whispered seductively while pressing a kiss between a pair green shoulder blades. "Get you nice and open and then give you my hammer nice and hard."

Miktes, his cheek against the wall in front of him and eyes closed, let out a hot breath at the blunt words. Whenever his submissive partner acted like this it turned him on to no end. It was so different from the way he usually acted. All domineering and filthy. "You know what I think about that stupid." He said haughtily. "You ain't going to make me say it out loud."

"Oh I'm not am I?" Barnabus said amusement coloring every word. If Miktes was going to be a little brat and refuse to ask politely then he was just going to have to convince him wasn't he? Giving Miktes' ass three sharp slaps the Jack rubbed his erection between the Verdomian's plump green cheeks. "You better say you want me inside you or I won't do a thing." He said mockingly. "Admit that you're just begging to get it good."

"No." Miktes growled.

This answer was answered itself by three more sharp slaps, Barnabus' hand lingering at the final impact. "Do it Mick beg for me." He demanded. When Miktes failed to respond to his prodding Barnabus realized that he had to pull out his big guns for this tryst and took a step back, his eyes going over to his discarded clothing. "Don't move an inch or I'm walking right out of here and leaving you hard and aching." He warned.

Miktes growled at the threat but remained still like he had been told, tail swishing agitatedly back and forth as he waited. Seeing this Barnabus gave a hum of approval and left the shower and kneeled down next to his pants, rummaging through the pockets as quick as he could. It only took a few moments but eventually he found what he was looking for and pulled out a bottle of lube from one of the pockets. It was edible strawberry flavored, completely water resistant, and had some chemical in it that increased sensitivity and warmed when it contacted to skin. A modern marvel and a personal blend he gotten just for this sort of situation.

Returning to his place back in the shower behind Miktes, Barnabus gave a sinister grin leaned over to whisper in his ear. "You're going to love this so much Mickey that you'll be begging for me in no time."

Applying a dab of the gelatinous lube to his palm the Jack captain lowered his hand and began working his way between the Verdomian's asscheeks and pushing his index finger inside of Miktes' ass after a bit of playful massaging around the puckering entrance.

Feeling his hole slowly being penetrated Miktes gave out a pitiful whine, his breath growing short, and unconsciously pushed back against the curious intruder with a bestial grunt. When it began to fuck him with gentle thrusts he only got worse his back wiggling a little from side to side shamefully. 'Why the hell did I wait so long to have someone do this to me?' He wondered only briefly before he became lost in the sensations.

Seeing his partner getting into what he was doing and becoming more than a little randy himself Barnabus began to mercilessly pick up speed and tried to get him admit that he liked having his backside played with. "Come on." The Jack drawled huskily. "Tell ol Captain Comet how much of an eager beaver you are to get his little shuttle up yer bottom." Barnabus knew he sounded like a bad porno just now and found himself laughing at his own words, but just couldn't help himself as he grew more excited.

"You ain't my captain whatever that's supposed to mean." Miktes said stubbornly. "And I ain't saying it. Just go on and fuck me already." Growling the warrior began fucking himself on the finger up his ass with abandon, tail rising as he ground backwards. Even as acted more and more slutty though he still refused to submit to Barnabus' stupid demand for him to beg easily. He was still a dominate male and if the human wanted his submission then he was going to fucking earn it.

And determined to earn it Barnabus apparently was. Steadying himself with a hand on Miktes shoulder he increased his ministrations tenfold, adding a second finger and jabbing them both into Miktes roughly while hooking and twisting in every direction he could think of. This increased effort got an instant response when the Verdomian arched his back and moaned louder as he was prepared. Obviously enjoying it, but much to Barnabus annoyance, remaining quiet about that fact. "Say it!" He barked a grin crossing his face. "Do it now or I'll be forced to do something drastic."

"NEVER!" Miktes shot back. This argument between the two of them was something he truly was enjoying. Much more a game than anything else. A game Miktes would not loose. Or at least he thought.

"That's it then, I'm moving onto plan "B"." Withdrawing his hand, Barnabus did something he rarely ever did and squatted down, prying the full half-moons of Miktes' ass and lurching forward to run his tongue up and down the hairless crack with the gusto of a man possessed. 'Let's see how you handle this!'

"FUCKING HELL!" Miktes roared as he was rimmed, mind going blank as he squirmed and tried to get that wicked tongue tasting him to go deeper. His mate performing such an intimate act did its trick and broke down the last bit of will the redhead possessed. Miktes screaming out wantonly and groaning, "By the strangers submissive alright, alright you win! I want your fucking cock up my ass. Pounding away and breeding me hard! Come on stop teasing and just fuck me already PLEASE!"

Barnabus heard the declaration loud and clear but refused to stop at first. Not when Miktes was begging and whining so prettily. But finally after several curses and threats to punch him in the face unless he got on with it he decided to show a bit of compassion and stood back up. "Alright Mickey baby time to get what you've been jonesing for."

"BOUT TIME!" Miktes growled.

After chuckling at the angry words flung at him Barnabus took some more of the gel he had been using and slicked his cock with it. With the warming effect taking hold he got into position and aimed his cock at Miktes' more than eager hole. Licking his lips as he inched towards the puckering entrance he thrust forward and entered his lover with absolutely no resistance. "Jalapeño." He hissed as his manhood was surrounded by warm snugness. "It's only been a few days and I completely forgot how tight you are."

"Well get to fucking me then and loosen me up idiot." Miktes said dreamily. "And after all that teasing you better do a good job at it too."

"Whatever you say dominate boy." Going straight to work Barnabus pushed himself into Miktes to the hilt and then slowly pulled back out. Every inch getting squeezed by the alien's tightness as withdrew, then just as the head of his turgid cock was about to escape from this tight grip he slammed right back home again, this time hard and strong. The slap of wet flesh hitting wet flesh ringing out as he began to power fuck the younger man.

Miktes almost lost his balance as he was driven into at first, his head coming to hang down between his outstretched arms as he was ridden. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" The warrior huffed out again and again. "Now that's how you fuck someone Submissive! Ream me out and make me take every bit of that fucking treasure you got between your legs. I fucking can't get enough of it!!"

"I can see you can't." Barnabus chuckled. Wanting a sturdier grip to help him in his task, the Jack lowered his hand down to the base of Miktes' tail and wrapped his palm around it. It was as he did this that a sound that almost sounded like a purr drifted up from below him. Looking down he was shocked that it had been Miktes making it. "Your sensitive around you tail aren't you?" Barnabus asked with a sudden understanding. He had heard about this sort of thing with tailed species.

Miktes didn't answer at first. But when a sharp thrust hit his prostrate he accidentally blustered out a response. "Yeah so what of it?" He said. "All Verdomian's are like that."

"It's just something that's good to know." Tightening his hand around the whip-like tail in his hands Barnabus began stroking it like one would a dick in tune with his thrusts. Just as he predicted it made Miktes howl in pleasure, the alien shivering and whimpering as his senses were overloaded.

"N-Not fair!" Miktes snapped. "Not fucking fair at all."

Barnabus chuckled. "Want me to stop then?"

"... ... ... No."

Smiling more to himself then anything Barnabus continued what he was doing for several more long agonizing minutes. Miktes letting out little purrs and growls as his tail was manipulated and his ass was pounded into by his lover. Both men kept going at this delightful pace for a good long time their orgasms edging closer and closer as he huffed out rushed breaths and the sounds of their wet bodies colliding echoed in the shower stall along with dirty words and grunts.

This primal, wild, and hectic dance didn't come to its unavoidable end until Barnabus felt himself beginning to cum and suddenly pulled out with a seldom used curse of "HOT DAMN!" while pulling Miktes into a standing position and spinning him around so that they were face to face. "I want us to come together" He explained as he reached out and took both their cock into his hand, the lengths rubbing against each other as his hand slid up and down over them. "Hope you don't mind."

"A-Alright." Miktes agreed. Wet hand gliding over his cocks the warrior grabbed his mate by the shoulders and held on for dear life as their eyes locked. Barnabus' beautiful amber colored one staring unashamed into Miktes dark red ones as they both came at once with strangled cries and white and yellowish seed sprayed from the tips and was washed away from the spray over their heads.

Their blood pressure coming back down to normal levels as their orgasmic bliss subsided Barnabus took an unsteady step away from his companion and smiled over to him. "Ok I hate to jinx it but that was the best shower sex I've ever had." He said out of breath.

"Of course it was! You were with the heir of the Hestry clan." Miktes bragged. "I'm the best lover who ever existed."

"The ego on you boy." Shaking his head Barnabus reached past Miktes and turned the water up so that they could at last clean themselves properly. "Turn back around for me so that I can scrub your back." He ordered a she picked up a cleaning cloth.

Miktes nodded at the command and dutifully did as he had been told. Confused at first but then letting out a pleased hum as Barnabus applied a firm hand to his back and began running the soapy rag up and down. "That feels almost as good as what you just did to me." He sighed. "No one's ever bathed me before."

"Not even your mama?" Barnabus joked. When Miktes harrumphed and glared over his shoulder at him the older man let out a loud belly laugh. "Ok, ok don't bring up family when we're both naked got it. Just you don't go falling asleep on me while I'm doing this Mickey. You're doing me next after I finish."

'You bet I am submissive.' Miktes thought darkly. Falling into silence for the rest of their shower, Miktes patiently waited as Barnabus scrubbed his back and then returned the favor when Barnabus told him so. The warrior making sure to pay extra attention to every deep scar that his human had and lavishing them with such tender care that almost bordered on reverent worship.

They did hit a bit of a snag when Barnabus decided to try and shampoo the unruly tuffs of hair gracing Miktes' head, the soapy substance he had used stinging the Verdomian's eyes and causing a few minutes of grumbling and complaining from both parties. But eventually the two men were able to finish everything they had to do and stepped out of the shower, using towels to dry each other off as they walked back into the bedroom.

"Man oh man do I feel a heck of a lot better." Barnabus remarked while putting at towel over his head and variously drying himself. "I think I put your old clothes over there on the chair in the corner. Don't worry I made sure they were thrown into the laundry so they're nice and... what?"

As he had been speaking Barnabus had been padding his way over to the bed, spinning around when he reached the piece of furniture as he pointed over to the chair he had alluded to. What had caused him to slow and stop as he faced Miktes was the look on the alien's grumpy looking face. A look that spelled trouble the second he saw it.

"I thought I told you that I we were gonna keep rutting till we were both stratified and sore." Miktes reminded. "Us fucking in the shower once is hardly enough to do any of that." Striding forward Miktes gave Barnabus an unexpected push, the older man landing on his back atop the bed with a surprised yelp as the Verdomian descended upon him growling lustfully as he alternated kissing the human on the lips over and over again and cheeks while running a hand down Barnabus side to cup a plump ass cheek.

Laughing as he was pinned under a green orcish body and repeatedly smooched Barnabus reached down with one hand and found himself taking hold of a still very hard cock. "Damn Mickey... if... only... we... could bottle... that... libido of yours." He said in-between quick kisses. "We'd be able to make a fortune."

Miktes hummed noncommittally to that observation only really understanding half of it and continued his assault on his mate attractive body. Kissing the human a few more times he shifted his attention to Barnabus' exposed neck and laved it with long slow lick before he scooted back and went even further downward. Mouth next traveling over Barnabus' chest he licked small patterns in the dense hair covering the area and chuckled against the heated skin.

"I really like that you're all hairy like this." Miktes said out of the blue. "Verdomian's only got hair on our heads, tail and elbows, but you... it ain't always thick but fuck it's everywhere. Like the way it tickles when you're sleeping naked next to me and I love running my lips over it when it's half wet like this."

Barnabus arched his back as Miktes moved onto his left nipple, blunt teeth working the sensitive nub over and dexterous tongue flicking it hard. "Glad you like that I'm as hairy as an animal kid." He managed to say halfway through a groan. "Everyone else sort of shied away when they realized I like this."

"Their fucking stupid then." Miktes huffed.

The very idea that anyone would dislike the way the man under him looked. Barnabus' belly, he observed as he moved onto following the trail of hair running down the large hill, was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. Just the right size and shape. The hair only making him even better. Miktes shad no doubt that if Barnabus wasn't bounded to him he'd be getting attention from every unattached dominate on Verdomo.

Sliding off of the bed as he came down to the older man's cock Miktes only gave the half hard member a few tentative licks before he stood up suddenly and grabbed Barnabus by his ankles, pushing forward and lifting the startled man's lower back off of the bed, bending him in half and exposing his hairy crack to his sinister devices. "Sorry if this hurts submissive but I got to get at this ass." Miktes said licking his lips. "I'll put you down if it hurts or something."

Not waiting for any sort of confirmation whether Barnabus did or not minded the Verdomian warrior lowered his head and began eating him out sloppily and loudly, tongue drilling and spittle running down the furrow and his chin as he rimmed the other man with the same sexual zeal he had used when eating food in the galley earlier.

If Miktes had of waited for the go ahead he would have found out that even though he had been surprised Barnabus didn't mind at all, memories of what Miktes was capable of running through his mind after all the times he had done such a thing to him in the past. In fact as his legs hung in the air awkwardly from his almost upside-down position Barnabus found himself grinning madly while he stared up over his belly at Miktes who was looming over him, the alien's eyes twinkling with amusement over his mate's balls and cock as he continued to work his tongue into his hairy and increasingly loosening hole.

"Gonna enjoy this." Miktes said somewhere between a murmur and a growl, words obscured by Barnabus' ass. "Gonna enjoy getting you nice and open and then fucking the hell out of you."

"I-I think I am too Mick." Barnabus grunted out in agreement.

Finally after several minutes of this dirty and primal licking Miktes decided that it was time to move onto more important things and allowed Barnabus lower his bottom half back onto the bed. "You're ready." Miktes proclaimed. "Get yer ass in the middle of the bed, lift your legs, and grab your ankles please. I'm about to cum just from the taste of you."

Barnabus could feel himself shivering as he got into the desired position. Any and all trepidation he might have felt at being ordered around like when he was with Ekkar vanishing when he saw the care in Miktes eyes and the simple use of the word, please. "Ready for you babe."

"Dam right you are." Getting onto his knees between Barnabus' hanging legs Miktes leaned forward and supported himself with his muscled arms on either side of his mate's head. His Verdomianhood easily finding its rightful place at the now gaping and wide open rear entrance that Miktes just sank into like warm butter. A growl escaping as warmth and tightness surrounded his sensitive heated flesh.

"Yeah that's it." Miktes said. "Hope you're ready for some payback." Slowly, almost a crawl really the redhead began to gyrate his hips back and forth. Fucking the man under him not hectically like he usually did but with slow strokes that drove Barnabus mad as he was breached and then retreated from again and again.

This wasn't going to be a fast fuck Miktes decided as he began. No they had already done that back under that water spraying thing. His sore ass was a testament to that. This time when they had sex it was going to be a nice lazy experience that dragged on and on until Barnabus was a boneless puddle. Staring down at him mate Miktes peppered his mate's lips with several more kisses as he continued to thrust slowly. "You liking this?"

"Y-Yeah." Barnabus nodded as he bit his lower lip. The way Miktes was having sex to him certainly was surprising and highly romantic in a way. His body becoming like a raw nerve as the orc's thick green pillar of flesh worked its way back and forth in his ass. There was just something about having sex like this that made his mind numb and his vision blur. His hands finding Miktes' back, palms running over the broad structure as his toes curled when a jolt shot through his body when his prostrate was gently prodded.

The two kept going like this for what seemed like a pleasurable eternity. The warrior grinding into his lover while the Jack wrapped his legs around his waist and tried his best to not cry out and failing with each thrust. Eventually though this slow pace came to a quick and abrupt end when Miktes gave a dirty chuckle as Barnabus let out a gasp and started to tremble in his arms, the human's erect cock pulsing between their bellies as he smirked down at his lover and watched his face as he came for the second time during their rutting.

This calm mood was interrupted however when his excitement getting the better of him Miktes cheered. "Got you to cum!" and shifted gears on a dime. Sitting up on his haunches, cock never once leaving Barnabus' hole the Verdomian began to speed up. Going faster and faster until he built up a punishing speed that had Barnabus grunting with each thrust. "Going to fill your up with seed human." Miktes huffed. "Going to fill you up so much it's going to come leaking down your ass for weeks!"

Barnabus took this sudden change in speed well, his legs wrapping around Miktes' lower back tighter and hand instantly going to the alien's dark green nipples which he twisted painfully. Nice and gentle was fine but this sort of fun was just as good to him. "Yeah that's it cum inside me Mickey." He encouraged. "File me all the way up kiddo. Come one do it!"

Miktes gave a rumbling growl at the wanton and truly submissive way the human was begging to be bred. It was so arousing to him that he couldn't even think straight as he pummeled his ass with sharp snaps of his hips. Finally after twenty or so more good thrusts Miktes reached his limit and came with a howl, Head thrown back and teeth bared as he pumped jet after jet of Verdomian cum into his human lover and relished every second of it.

After the final shots fired, Miktes suddenly gave a tired huff and stared down at Barnabus. Smiling he pulled out gently, almost as if he were afraid he's hurt his lover and flopped down onto his back to the sweaty and worn out, a grin on his face as the high of orgasm coursed through his body.

Looking over to his mate after a few moments he found him in a similar state his lips turned upwards as he stared at the ceiling in what looking like shock. "Didn't hurt you did I?" Miktes asked concerned.

"Not that again please." Barnabus snickered. "Big boy with big boy hair remember? I just think I'm never going to be able to walk again is all. You've completely left me satisfied Mick."

Folding his arms over his chest Miktes pretended to look insulted but his attempt was ruined by his own grin. "Like there was a doubt that I could." He said smugly. "I'm the best dominate around when it comes to fucking someone."

"Not going to argue with that one bit." Rolling onto his side, Barnabus faced his younger companion while supporting his head on his palm. "Honestly though, that was amazing." He started to rub Miktes stomach. "Both times."

"And it's going to be even better every time we do it from now on." Miktes said. "I'm so fucking glad you accidentally ran into me back at the temple." Getting on his side himself he licked his lips and began imagining all the years he would ravish the human over and over again. Their mating would be one of the best his people had ever known.

Unfortunately these words seemed to have a strange effect on Barnabus, his good mood seeming to drop instantly. Avoiding eye contact for a few moments he sighed. "Miktes..." He began. "I need to tell you something. T-The thing I wanted to talk to you about remember?"

Worry coloring his face Miktes gave the other man a confused look and sat up. "What's wrong?" He asked peering down.

Instead of answering the question outright, Barnabus gave another sigh and sat up from the bed. Swinging his legs over the side and getting to his feet. "Wait here for a bit." He said walking towards the bathroom and disappearing inside. Miktes frowned at this strange behavior but remained still, only becoming more worried as Barnabus reappeared with his pants back on and something his hand which he squeezed tightly as he came over to the bed.

"Take this for me Mick." The Jack said holding it out for the other man to take.

Crawling over to Barnabus' side of the bed the warrior reached out and cocked his head to the side when his mate dropped a vial into his palm. The glass filled with some sort of yellowish-green liquid. "What is it?" The warrior said sniffing at the item. It didn't look like something that should illicit such a change from the happy mood that they were once sharing.

"Something that Alfred and Issy's Girunjh friend Verohn whipped up for me." Barnabus began to explain. He knew that the conversation about to happen would be something that either of them enjoyed but it had to be talked about. "It's an antidote. We drink it and it should break the chemical bond that's keeping us tied to each other. Breaking the soul bound we share in layman terms."

"WHAT!" Miktes looked up at Barnabus with shocked and hurt eyes. He didn't understand what this antidote word was or who layman was but he fully understood what the thing in his hand meant. "W-what do you want me to do with this stupid thing!" Glaring at the vial he tried to hand it back to the older man but found his fingers folded over it when Barnabus reached out and took his hands.

"I want us both to drink it Mickey." Barnabus said. Getting down onto on knee, one hand still around Miktes' while the other reached up to caressed a cheek. "The... the way we ended up "mated" or whatever you want to call it isn't right. It wasn't supposed to happen."

"No it wasn't but that don't mean we should break it!" Miktes insisted."

Barnabus chuckled sadly. "Unfortunately I think it actually does."

Miktes only became more hurt hearing that his heart twisting like someone was crushing it. "Why the hell did you just have sex with me if you were planning on breaking our mating!" He accused.

Barnabus groaned and slapped himself on the forehead. "I know, I know I'm a selfish asshole ok." He said. His code of conduct about outright cussing all the time failing him. "But, I just couldn't help it you were so handsome and beautiful in the shower and... and I can't control myself and it got out of hand. I don't want to say all this right after but I have to say it now or I'll never be able to."

Taking a deep breath the Jack calmed himself before he spoke again. "Miktes... It was just an accident the way we got mated and we need to fix it. We need to make this right and take you back home."

Miktes felt his eyes starting to water at the submissive man's words but held his tongue as he took notice of the sad face he was sporting himself realization at what must be happening hitting him suddenly.

{Miktes: His people must be forcing him or something. Making him stop being my mate and sending me home because of their fucking stupid rules! You have no idea how much I want to kill every one of those bastards for putting him in this place. But... I know I can't it would only make things harder for not only Barnabus but the others too. Rana, Alfred, Moah. They'd all become criminals again and have to run. They could get killed if that happens. They almost all died during this adventure with the relic. He's right we both have to do the right thing. I don't want Barnabus... or any of them getting hurt because of stupid me.}

Twisting the lid from the vial off Miktes held the glass up to his lips and took a long swill of it. The substance burning down his throat just like the sacred liquid had done the day they had become mated. As soon as the glass left his lips a burn began in his chest that almost blinded him, it traveling straight from his heart and all the way to his finger tips and head. Finally as if someone snapped their fingers the pain stopped and a feeling of loneliness seemed to fill Miktes' very soul.

"D-Did it work?" Barnabus asked looking up at him.

"Yeah." Handing the vial over to Barnabus, Miktes watched on while the human took a drink himself. His eyes screwing shut as he undoubtedly feeling the same thing he had experienced.

When it seemed to be over Barnabus stood back up, empty bottle in hand and gave a sad sigh. "Well it's done." He said. "What do you want to do now? Get some sleep, go back to the others, or maybe--

"--Get out of here." Miktes growled weakly. "Just get the hell out of here and leave me in peace. I-I can't be around you."

Barnabus felt like he had been punched in the gut as he was told to leave. Ever since the two of them had met Miktes had been a constant, almost like he was stuck in orbit around him. Their bound keeping them close even when it began to wane to the point where they didn't need to be in close proximity all the time. "Miktes just because we aren't mated anymore doesn't mean we can't be--"

Jumping to his feet Miktes held his arms out, lips pulled back into a snarl and eyes enraged while he let out a roar of, "I SAID GO THE FUCK AWAY!", that was so loud and fearsome that Barnabus backed away out of fright. This fear in the Jack's eyes instantly calmed Miktes rage like a bucket of freezing water atop his head and he padded away to the other side of the room in shame. "Please just do it." He said gently and broken. "Just leave me alone."

"Ok, I'll do that." Turning away from the other man Barnabus made his way over to the bedroom door and opened it, the barrier giving way and sliding out of the way he took one last look over his shoulder and stepped. When it closed behind him he leaned heavily against the metal his head hitting it as he stared up at the soft lighting above him. "Trust me Mickey this is for the best." He said to himself. "You'll see."