by VodouBlue and Sonja Black
Dylan wasn't limping quite so badly by the time he reached his room. 'Uhg!' he thought. 'No more sparring with Tyr right after he suffers a big disappointment.'
He sprawled facedown on his bed as Harper followed him in, chattering away about his clever repairs to the slipstream drive. Dylan groaned --mostly for effect-- and started peeling his clothes off without getting up or turning over. By the time he was down to his underwear...
"Hey! That's my job!" Harper mock-scolded, grabbing the waistband and peeling Dylan's last garment away from his lanky body. The Engineer tossed the briefs carelessly away, and then tackled his own clothing.
As Harper stripped, he stared at the long, clean lines of his lover's prone form --the lean, well-defined muscles, the smooth, tanned skin, the inviting swell of muscular ass...
The lights went out, then Dylan felt his younger lover climb onto the bed behind him.
"Hope you brought more lube," he mumbled into the bedspread, recalling that they had used it all up last time.
"Always prepared; that's me!" Harper retorted. "Your BoyScoutness is rubbing off on me."
He knelt between Dylan's spread knees as he opened the container and squeezed some of the cool gel onto his palm, then replaced the lid and tossed the tube onto the nightstand. He rubbed his slightly-calloused hands together, warming the lube a little and coating his palms and fingers. Then he reached for his throbbing erection with one hand as he began working the fingers of the other between Dylan's flexing cheeks.
Dylan tilted his hips, giving better access, and moaned a little. Harper's hands matched rhythm as he simultaneously stroked his own cock and the length of his lover's cleft, coating them both with the slippery substance. He worked a well-greased finger into Dylan's opening as he continued tugging on his own member. The feisty Engineer pressed his finger in with steady pressure as Dylan groaned deep in his chest and eased himself back, furthering the penetration.
The young genius moved to cover his prone lover, probing for the tighter-than-tight opening as he pressed his needy body against his Captain's. Harper took a warm nibble at Dylan's neck as his arms encircled the taller man's shoulders and he rested his full weight on him.
"Unh, fuck me now!" Dylan groaned, tilting his hips more and spreading his knees farther apart.
Harper enthusiastically obliged. He found Dylan's hole with little difficulty and then eagerly pushed his tip into the tight opening. Both men groaned.
Harper had to pause for a minute, as the mind-blowing feel of the incredibly close ring gripped his sensitive cockhead and squeezed. For an instant, he felt as if all the sensation in his body were focused on that one spot. Then he became aware of Dylan's lean, well-muscled frame pinned beneath him.
Dylan, meanwhile, felt the most erotic surrender as his lover pinned him down and forced his tip into his hole, stretching him open and starting that sweet burn inside him. He was momentarily paralyzed, as his whole attention focused on the intense sensation of being penetrated. When his mind stopped reeling, he almost screamed with wanting to be stretched open and filled.
Dylan pushed his ass back. They both moaned in ecstasy as Harper pushed forward a little and his entire cockhead slid inside. Harper clutched his lover's shoulders, then he hunched his hips, driving himself in farther, and then he began to buck hard and fast.