Pouncing on People 3 by Moonloon
 
 

Harper was having a great dream: Rommie was licking warm honey off his body. As the dream faded it took a few moments to realise that he really was being licked. His eyes flew open and he saw Nietzschean bone blades.

Harper screamed and leapt out of bed.

The blood pounded in his ears and he heard a low chuckle.  A light went on. Tyr lay naked on the bed, grinning.

"How the Hell did you get in here?"

Tyr propped himself up on one elbow. "I might not have your expertise with electronics, but overriding a door lock is child’s play." Tyr let his gaze fall to Harper’s half-hard cock and his grin widened. "Come back to bed."

Harper was seriously pissed off. "No I fucking won’t come back to bed! This is my room Tyr. My personal fucking space." The adrenaline was coursing through his veins. He hadn’t had a shock like that since his last encounter with the Magog. "And don’t give me that crap about there not being any rules: this was over the line and you know it!"

The grin left Tyr’s face and he looked genuinely puzzled. "I didn’t ‘know it’ or I wouldn’t have done it. I didn’t realise you valued your privacy so highly."

Harper ran his hands through his hair. The panic was receding leaving a small core of anger. "It didn’t occur to you that to someone who grew up on Earth, waking up and seeing bone blades might be a bad thing?"

"Oh."

"Yeah, ‘oh’. Back on Earth, Nietzscheans in the middle of the night are not usually good news."

Tyr sat up. "Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. Well, not that much anyway." Tyr’s grin reappeared, "I’ll make it up to you."

"No thanks. For some reason I’m really not in the mood for one of your little games." Harper was still angry and a little embarrassed too. Freaking out because your lover licked you in the dark was a pretty wimpy thing to do.

Tyr looked at him and must have seen that there was no chance of fun tonight because he stood up, got dressed and left.

Harper sank down on the bed cursing softly. He knew he wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep any time soon so he got dressed and made his way to engineering.

Two hours of work on the X-1 and he’d lost his anger at Tyr. Now he wished he hadn’t been quite so vocal about not wanting to play games. I like him sneaking up on me.  Harper thought, I like the sex even more. Did I put him off with the little freak-out? Only one way to find out…

Harper made his way to Tyr’s quarters and knocked on the door. There was no answer. "Andromeda, where’s Tyr?"

Andromeda appeared on the screen beside him. "Tyr is on the observation deck."

"Thanks."

Tyr was working on moves with his force lance. He had his back to the door and Harper could see the soft sheen of sweat on his bare back. Oh very nice, he thought. Harper knew Tyr preferred to use his Gauss gun since the incident on Castaillia but wan’t one to pass up the opportunity to excel with another weapon. It looked as though Tyr was finishing up for the night and Harper had an idea.

Harper quickly climbed up the side of the door frame until he was perched on the narrow trim above the door. Turnabout is fair play, he thought.  Ha! Agility, something else I have that the big guy lacks. I wonder if that’ll turn him on too? Nah: he’d probably say only someone who’s too small to crush his enemies with one hand needs agility.

Harper planned on dropping down on Tyr as he walked through the door. It didn’t work out like that though. The dropping went well, but instead of landing on Tyr’ back and wrapping his arms and legs around him, Harper found himself hanging over Tyr’s shoulder with a really great view of Tyr’s sweat-slicked back and his tight, leather-clad ass.

"Fuck! How did that happen?"

"Did you seriously believe you could sneak up on me?"

"I was really quiet."

"Quiet, yes. But I could smell the engine oil and Sparky cola at the other end of the observation deck."

"Damn. Okay, you caught me, now what? And could you put me down? The view is nice but I get motion sickness."

Tyr stopped. "That depends; I’m assuming that you changed your mind about my ‘little games’."

"Uh huh."

"Then there’s no point in me putting you down: we’re almost there."

"Almost where?"

"My quarters."

"Oh boy." Harper smiled, "I hope you didn’t work off too much energy twirling your big High Guard weapon. ‘Cause I have plans for your other one."

A door opened and Tyr walked in. "Don’t worry little man: Nietzscheans have an unlimited supply of sexual energy." Harper found himself airborne for a moment before landing on a surprisingly soft bed. He lay back and wriggled into the warm mix of blankets and cushions.

"Mmm, comfy. I was expecting something a little…firmer."

Tyr stood at the end of the bed looking down at him for a moment before crawling up the bed to loom over him. "I think you’ll find the ‘firmness’ in other areas." Tyr lowered his face and kissed Harper.

Hoooo boy! was all that went through Harper’s mind as Tyr’s tongue thrust into his mouth. Being expertly and thoroughly kissed by Tyr lent a whole new meaning to ‘mind-blowing’.

Harper wan’t sure how long they’d been kissing but he was hot, hard and gasping for breath by the time Tyr moved back and began to pull off his boots. Harper sat up and yanked his shirt off. Tyr was naked surprisingly quickly for someone who’d had to peel skin-tight leather off sweaty flesh. Harper had his pants half unfastened when Tyr shoved him flat and stripped his pants and underwear off in one movement.

Harper opened his mouth to complain about the rough treatment but all that came out was a moan. Tyr was licking his cock slowly from  base to tip.

"Oh God, yes," he gasped as Tyr’s hot, wet mouth surrounded him and sucked him deep. Tyr pressed Harper's hips into the bed, preventing him from thrusting up into that heavenly mouth. Harper whimpered in disappointment when Tyr’s mouth left his cock. Tyr placed small nips and kisses across the ridge of Harper’s hip and moved up to bite down softly on a nipple.

Harper bucked against him in pleasure and Tyr growled, biting down a little harder. The pleasure/pain and the vibrations from Tyr's mouth started Harper babbling.

"Ohgodohgodoohgod Tyr!" Harper moaned and writhed under Tyr who moved a hand down and stroked Harper’s cock hard and fast.

Harper came quickly and Tyr caught the seed, stroking it on his hard cock. He pulled Harper’s legs apart and slid two fingers into him. Harper gasped as they moved deeply and then Tyr, impatient for release bent Harper’s legs up towards his chest and entered him.

At first Harper was happy to just lie there and take it but soon he felt his cock filling again. The rhythmic pounding of Tyr’s cock on his prostate sent him closer and closer to ecstasy.

Tyr grunted and growled above him and Harper could see the sweat dripping down his chest. Oh God, he looks hot when he’s fucking thought Harper as Tyr shifted slightly and sped up. Harper felt a wave of pleasure overwhelm him and came just as Tyr yelled and climaxed.

When the room stopped spinning Harper found himself alone on the bed. He looked around, wondering where Tyr had gone. A damp towel flew out of the bathroom and landed on his stomach. Ah, time to clean up and disappear, thought Harper, wiping himself down. He was about to pull on his shirt when Tyr emerged from the bathroom. Tyr looked at the shirt in Harper’s hand and pulled it away. He climbed into the bed and pulled Harper in too.

"I might want you again later," said Tyr, "So you might as well stay here tonight."

Momentarily surprised, Harper looked at Tyr. Tyr just closed his eyes and curled an arm around him. Harper shrugged and lay down with Tyr spooned against his back.

"Just don’t look at the bone blades,"Tyr mumbled into Harper's shoulder, and fell asleep.

The End

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