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Chapter 01

The ship's bridge was in near darkness, The boards didn't have any lights, and those in the ceiling were dim enough to only hint at what was there. That included the jackal seated in the center chair, his head back as he let out a moan, and the tiger kneeling between his legs.

Eric bobbed his head up and down, the jackal's cock moving in his muzzle, and he sighed in pleasure. His own cock was also hard and leaking precum as it throbbed.

The jackal placed a hand on the tiger's head, digging his fingers in the purple and deep green fur. "Oh fuck, you're good," The jackal whispered before pushing the tiger's head down until his muzzle was buried in his crotch.

Eric didn't panic as the thick cock hit the back of his muzzle. He moaned and breathed in the jackal's scent. He trusted him not to push this too far. After a few seconds, the jackal let go of him, and Eric raised his head with a grin.

"Practice makes perfect, you know that." He ran his hands over the jackal's hard abs and chest.

The jackal smirked. "Jut get back to work." The tiger's smiled widened, and he plunged on the cock, eagerly swallowing it.

Eric loved sucking cock. The way it moved in his muzzle, how the guy he sucked off shuddered when he ran his tongue around the crown. How the jackal moaned when he deep throated him. He could keep him moaning and groaning for hours if he wanted. Unless the jackal took things in hands.

Those hands grabbed the tiger's head and pulled him off. Eric tilted his ears questioningly, but the jackal wasn't looking at him, his head was still back and looking up, although Eric expected him to have his eyes closed.

"Climb on," the jackal said, "I'm not dumping my load in your mouth this time."

Eric did as told, placing his knees on either side of the jackal's legs; the chair was just wide enough for them to fit there. Grinning he scooted forward. He lovingly stroked the long cock before positioning it under his tail.

He lowered himself, feeling it press against his pucker. He took his time, lifting and then lowering himself down a little more, sighing as he felt himself stretch more.

"Oh yeah," he moaned as the cock's head finally popped in.

He felt the jackal's hands on his hips, and with only a warning of; "Fuck this." He thrust up hard. The tiger gasped in surprise and held on as the jackal fucked him.

"I can't believe you're still this tight after everyone that's fucked you," the jackal moaned.

"Good genes," the tiger responded between pants. The jackal was fucking him hard enough he was bouncing.

Eric moaned as the cock hit his prostate. The jackal groaned when Eric tightened his ass around the cock. Eric didn't have as much control in this position, with being held as he was, but he still had a trick or two to drive the jackal to overdrive. It only took a few more minutes, and the jackal began cursing and thrusting harder.

"Oh fuck yeah!" The jackal pushed the tiger down as he thrust in and held him there and shuddered. Eric moaned as he felt the cock jump inside and cum fill him. After a moment the jackal sighed and went slack on the chair.

The tiger didn't move, continuing to savor the feeling of the cock inside him.

The jackal opened his eyes and smiled. "I guess it's my turn to take care of you, isn't it?"

The tiger returned the smile. "You know you don't have to. Seeing to your needs is my job, not the reverse." He looked down at his cock, surrounded by white fur. "But I won't complain if you do."

The jackal chuckled and closed a hand around the tiger's cock, eliciting a moan from him. "If I don't do it, you're just going to find someone else to take care of it." He stroked a few time, and Eric groaned at the building tension.

"Captain! Something's happening!"

They both sighed. Or course something had to go wrong now, as he was getting close.

"I guess I won't get to finish you off after all," the jackal said.

"You think this can wait until we're done?" The tiger asked.

"Captain!"

"I don't think it can," the jackal replied.

Eric sighed. "I'm coming!" he yelled. He stood slowly, moaning as he took his time moving off the cock. Getting off the chair he stretched, and fabric flowed down from the belt he wore, covering the purple stripes and green fur on his leg. When the material stopped, the texture changed until it was a thick gray denim.

"We're in the middle of nowhere," Eric told the jackal, "don't worry about leaving the bridge unattended long enough to go wash up."

"Sure thing, Boss." He gave him a lazy smile. "As soon as I can move again." Fabric also flowed from his belt, covering his legs and chest, forming loose cotton pants and a shirt, and then a leather jacket over that.

The tiger patted his shoulder and exited the bridge.

If he'd been alone Eric would have taken a moment to prepare himself before stepping into the empty space that was the gravity lift, but he could see the zebra on the level below waiting for him, so he stepped off, and hid how unsettled the experience left him.

It still took him a moment before he could speak once he landed. "What's the problem, Xavier?"

The zebra lightly touched Eric's arm. "The array is leaking something."

"What do you mean, 'something?'"

"I had a drone flying around the ship, doing a visual inspection, and saw a plume of gasses."

Eric cursed. "Yonto!" he called over the internal comms.

"I already tried him, he isn't responding."

Eric cursed again and started moving toward the back of the ship, where the connector to the array was. Xavier fell in step with him. Eric pinged Yonto's implant and got his location, three-quarter of the way to the back of the array. That was going to be a long walk. He requested the basic life sign readings from the buffalo's implant and cursed again.

"He's jacked. How many time do I have to tell him that I don't want him jacked if he's going to work."

"Maybe he's just relaxing," Xavier offered.

A door opened and a muscular mule almost collided with them. "Sorry Captain."

Eric glanced through the open door at the empty room with a combat mat on the floor as he walked by. "It's okay, Brack."

"What's happening?" the mule asked, following them.

"Yonto's jacked in the array," the zebra said, "and we're leaking something."

The mule frowned. "I better come with. Just in case."

Eric connected with the array's control, as they approached the engineering door, reading the settings. The temperature was eight degrees centigrade, air pressure normal, and the gravity was off. He slowly brought that back to normal.

Walking over the cargo lift cover made Eric slightly nervous, it only prevented someone from falling down, the gravity could still be altered.

The door to engineering was open, so William was doing work there. It was the only time he left it open. The wolf looked up from the open panel he was working in. Tilted an ear in their directions, but didn't say anything.

Eric commanded the door at the back of the room open, then the one at the end of the small corridor, leading into the array itself to open also. Cold air flowed in, and Eric gave himself a wool shirt. After stepping on the metal walkway, he added shoes.

"Wouldn't it be faster reaching him in zero G?" Brack asked.

"Maybe," Eric replied, "but I need to walk off my annoyance. Otherwise, I might throw him out the ship."

He pinged the buffalo's implant again, to confirm he hadn't moved. When they finally reached him, Yonto was sprawled on the floor, a goofy grin on his face. He was wearing only one leg of a pair of pleated pants, in swirls of white, pink and brown. His thick cock was hanging out the incomplete side. The shirt was golden and covered with perfectly circular holes.

How jacked did he have to be for the belt to have trouble interpreting the commands? Eric wondered.

"Hey, Cap'ain," the buffalo grinned up at him. "When 'you got so tall?"

"What do you think you're doing? Yonto?" Eric asked.

"I'm flying," he replied. "Hey, don't touch that!" He tried to stand while Xavier checked the control board next to the hatch.

"Stay down, Yonto," Eric ordered, only to be ignored.

"You can't touch that, Only the cargo mas'er can, and that's me." The buffalo was on his feet and took a step toward the zebra. Eric placed himself before him.

The buffalo looked down at him, he was a good head taller than the tiger. Eric looked at him, noting the unfocused eyes, trembling ears and dry nose pad. "What did you take this time?"

Yonto snorted. "None of you business. Don't touch that!"

"Captain, as best as I can tell," Xavier said, "the pod's unlocks and the hatch slightly ajar. The only thing holding it in place is the magnetic field and the friction between it and the two pods next to it."

"Get it back in place," Eric said, not taking his eyes off the buffalo.

"I don't know how," Xavier replied. "If you give me a few minutes I can research it."

"Can you at least close the hatch, so we stop losing money?"

There was a moment of silence. "Okay, that's done."

Eric reached for Yonto's arm, but the buffalo slapped it away. "Don't touch me. You got no business touching me."

"Yonto, I'm your captain. You're going to come with me to the medbay so I can flush whatever you've taken out of your system."

Yonto snorted again. "You're not doing anything to me. I'm a free man. I got right to do what I want."

"Not when you're costing the company money." There was a loud clang, and Eric looked to Xavier. "What was that?"

The zebra was focused on something only he could see since he was the only one connected to the board. "Without the pressure of the leaking gasses, the magnetic field pulled the pod back. It still isn't locked, but it's back against the spine."

Eric glared at the buffalo. "You better hope that didn't damage anything, because it's coming out of your pay." He grabbed Yonto's arm. "Now you're coming with me."

Then Eric was on his back, on the floor, pain in his chest. He looked up through tearing eyes and Brack was behind the buffalo, holding his arms against his back.

"Don't touch me!" the buffalo yelled as he fought against the mule. "I'm not your thing! You don't touch me!"

Eric ignored him and checked his memory buffer. Yonto's face had become a mask of rage as soon as Eric had grabbed him, and he'd punched him in the chest.

Xavier was next to the tiger. "Eric, are you okay?" He gently grabbed his shoulders and helped him to sit.

Eric nodded, a hand over his chest. He got his implant to release endorphins, and after a moment the pain diminished enough he could breathe easier.

"Brack, take him to his room and lock him in there." Eric then walked away.

Xavier took his arm. "You can lean on me if you need to."

"Thanks, but I'm okay. Just bruised. The medical bed will take care of it under a minute."

"Are you sure? I don't mind helping you."

Eric smiled. "I'm sure, but thanks for the concern."

Xavier still stayed with him all the way to the medical room.

The tiger lied on top of the medical bed and called up a view of his chest. A quick check confirmed no bones were broken, or even fractured, but the strength of the punch had indeed left a large bruise. He programmed a colony of nanites and released them in his chest to take care of it. Then he closed his eyes and let them do their work.