"Bloody Hell."

Kellen felt around on the ground, looking for the molecular driver that he had just dropped in surprise when Link’s hand had suddenly started stoking his thighs.

"Dammit Link, I’m never going to get his finished."

"But I am bored..." Link whispered as his hands moved up from Kellen’s muscular thighs to glide up under his shirt, finding what he was searching for when Kellen felt fingers swirls around his nipple.

"Link…" groaned Kellen, "I have to finish this."

"But there is nothing to do on this planet," Link complained, his breath warm through the thin fabric of Kellen’s pants as his mouth moved perilously close to his cock.

"Then let me finish this so we can..." Kellen was stopped in mid sentence as Link’s mouth pressed down on his cloth covered organ.

With a loud groan he slid all the way out from underneath the control panel and looked down, only to see a bright tangle of orangeish red hair coving his groin. Almost as soon as he slid out Link came up his body with lightening speed to claim Kellen’s lips, his hands grasping the man’s shoulder length raven hair to make sure his partner wouldn’t escape.

Kellen returned his kiss with equal vigor, inserting his tongue into his partner’s welcoming mouth and letting his hand roam over Link’s wiry frame, finally resting on his round, curvy ass. Link moaned as he ground himself against his muscular partner. Before long Kellen was stripped of his clothing and had Link on his knees, his tongue buried in Link’s small pink opening that twitched enticingly.

"Kellen please..."

"Please what? You interrupted my work." Kellen taunted, inserting a finger and twisting it. "What do you want, my naughty one? Tell me."

"Your... all of you now... inside me," Link gasped, pushing back against Kellen’s invading fingers.

Kellen, unable to hold back any longer when hearing Link’s deep throaty voice, positioned himself behind his lover and buried himself in to the perfectly positioned portal before him. Reaching around, he grasped Link’s rigid organ, working in time with his own thrusts.

"Harder," groaned Link, knowing how much it would drive his partner crazy. Suddenly he felt hand come down on the check of his ass.

"My you are demanding today. I guess I will have to give in to you." Kellen whispered, nibbling on his ear. Link shivered in excitement and a little fear, thinking of the impressively large organ already buried in him, taking him even harder, as Kellen straightened up. Kellen increased his speed, taking Link with such hard thrusts he moved the thin redhead forward slightly with his efforts. Suddenly, with a loud almost growl, Kellen spent himself in Link, who, hearing the wild delight of his partner, spilled his seed onto the floor of the ship. Both collapsed, Kellen curling around his smaller partner, holding him in a tight embrace.

"You know we probably just broke about twenty different laws on this planet," Link said, running his fingers up the arm of his lover.

"What’s new? We are always breaking laws."

"Yeah, well this planet forbids pairing between men. Apparently the ratio of men to women is really low here."

"What about off-worlders, it’s not like there aren’t a billion men wanting to get laid in this galaxy," Kellen snorted.

"Yeah, isn’t that the truth, but their females aren’t fertile with most off-worlders. There is only one other planet that has compatible men, and it’s on the other side of this solar system, called Varek. They have the same problem as this planet, only they have more men than women there."

"Well that should be perfect right?"

"You would think so, except the men of Varek don’t want anything to do with the immoral woman of Maras. The discovered genetic engineering a few centuries ago so they don’t have problems with population. They don’t need woman to breed, if they did they probably would be extinct. They highly disapprove of Maras culture, since they don’t take long term mates and refuse engineering of children, preferring to have children the natural way. Culture clash, you might say, also most Varekan’s prefer men to women. Varekian women are almost all priestesses and most couples chose to have male children.

"The Queen of Maras has been trying to at least open trade routes, but I haven’t heard how it’s going. Probably not very well," Link elaborated.

"Well that’s all very interesting in a very social historical sort of way I suppose, but I am not really in school anymore. We’re off-worlders and couldn’t get them pregnant anyway, so it shouldn’t matter to us, right?"

"Not exactly, the laws are really strict here. They don’t want their precious males to be contaminated with naughty ideas, so if we were caught together they could exile or execute us, depending on what the ruling judge says."

Kellen sat up, looking down at Link, horrified for a minute.

"Link, what were you thinking, you idiot?! We are registered as married with the Galactic Trading Company on our legit business. All they have to do is pull up the registration on the Windchaser and..."

Suddenly the doors of the Windchaser’s control room were forced open and five heavily armed iron-faced women bearing the rose crest of Maras entered, laser pistols pointed at the two still naked men.

"Link Longarth and Kellen Sunchaser, you are both under arrest," growled a huge blond woman with a square jaw and a hawk nose, as she looked down with disgust at the naked pair. "Please get dressed and come with us."

"What are the charges?" Link asked as he pulled on his pants.

"What do you think, idiot?" snorted Kellen "Are you bored now?"

As soon as they were dressed they were roughly handcuffed and led to a shiny black hover van waiting outside the Windchaser’s docking port. The giant blonde shoved them in and soon the craft was taking off. The trip was quiet, with three of the five guards sitting across from the two, glaring at them with stony faces and cold looks. They finally stopped, after what seemed like hours to Link in reality was only about thirty minutes.

They were roughly pulled out of the van and led to an elevator. With a bow, four of the guards took off, leaving Kellen and Link together with the giant blonde to get into the lift.

Soon they had arrived at the top floor and were led out into what appeared to be a huge garden. They were escorted to the center where two tall, golden haired men wrestled naked in front of six women, who appeared strikingly similar to one another. Suddenly one of the men achieved a better foot hold and flipped the other on his back, pinning him to the ground. The six women applauded loudly, cheering for the victor, who let his opponent up and went to receive kisses and flowers from the six women as his opponent stood watching.

"Oh, they have arrived. You may go and bathe you two. Tobias please go to Marina’s room when you have cleaned up, dear," said an older but very pregnant golden haired woman who seemed to command the room.

"Bring them forward," commanded the woman to their guard.

Kellen and Link were drug forward to the pregnant woman, who was surround by various younger versions of herself. Each woman was beautifully dressed and had multiple precious jewels hanging from them. Most had chosen deep greens and blues, but the older pregnant woman wore a dress of deep violet that brought out the stunning azure eyes that seemed to look through the pair.

"Mother, those are the two that I told you about," said one of the women in the back, her light familiar voice catching Link’s attention and he looked at her closely.

"Marina, is that you?" asked Link, startled after a moment’s scrutinizing the girl. Although her hair was now longer and she no longer wore glasses, he was sure that she was the same woman they had worked for over a year ago.

"Marina, where have I heard that name?" asked Kellen.

"And you call me an idiot? We did a job for her a year ago. Remember the twin statue we smuggled out of Balas for her?"

"Oh yes, that was defiantly a work of art. I was sad to turn it over." Kellen said as Link rolled his eyes at his partner, who could remember a piece of artwork but forget about the stunningly attractive girl.

"Yes, this is my daughter. When your ship the Windchaser arrived at port I decided that we could use you two, and since you have conveniently broken the law here in Maras I say things are going well for me today," chortled the pregnant woman.

"Great for you, but what do you want from us and who the hell are you?" growled Kellen, upset by the woman’s flippant manner.

"I am the Queen of Maras, Celia, pleasure to meet the two famous smugglers I have heard so much about. As for what I want from you, I have a job for you to do. Do it and I will free you from your death sentence, and as a bonus will not even confiscate the illegal merchandise in the hold of your ship," Celia smirked, looking at the two of them.

"You have us wrong Your Majesty. We are simple traders, nothing more, there are no illegal goods in the hold of our ship," Link said smoothly, stepping forward slightly and motioning Kellen to silence.

"Then you have no objections to our inspections?" Celia asked with a raised brow.

"Of course not, other than a cargo hold of citrus seeds bound for the Toras system and a few bottles of wine, there is nothing else for cargo," Link said with a smile.

The honey blond monarch looked at her daughter questioningly, only to get a grin.

"I told you mother, they are good. I have no doubt you will find nothing out of the ordinary on their ship, even though I know there has to be at least a few items," Marina chuckled.

"Well, you have broken the law here on Maras. Haven’t they Serina?" the Queen questioned their hawk nosed guard.

"Caught them without their clothes on," the guard replied with disgust.

"Oh goody, then there is more than enough to kill you if I wanted to. How about it, a pardon for a simple little job that shouldn’t take more than one rotation?" Celia cajoled.

"What do you want us to do?" Kellen growled, stepping forward.

"Just take my son, Adrian, to Varek to complete our trade agreement is all," Celia said causally.

"That’s all, what’s the catch?" Kellen asked suspiciously.

"I think I can answer that. You don’t have approval from your council, do you Your Majesty?" Link surmised.

"Well there are a few dissenters, but once my baby is born that should smooth their ruffled feathers," Celia replied, smoothing her huge stomach. "King Solas is impatient, and if I don’t deliver Adrian soon the agreement will fall through. Not only that, I can’t keep a lid on Adrian’s behavior much longer. Come on, it shouldn’t be too hard." Queen Celia whittled.

"Dissenters? Why do I have a feeling they are in a position to make this more than a little hard? Look lady, we may have broken your laws but we were on an intergalactic port and therefore not under your jurisdiction. You would have to file a claim to the Intergalactic Space Adjutant first. I doubt they would support your stand, considering you barged onto our ship with no reason," Kellen snapped, particularity offended by the woman’s attitude and demands.

"Kellen hush," Link whispered, putting a firm hand on his partner. "What Kellen says is true, but that doesn’t mean we aren’t for hire. I assume we are smuggling your son to Verak, right?" Link asked, his mellow voice projecting a calm self-assured air.

"Why are all men so stubborn? Yes, of course, once he is in Verak territory there isn’t anything the opposing council members can do, but until then they can drag him back. The birth of my baby boy will calm the people after the loss of the only crown prince, along with the all male Verak trade ships entering our ports. The council will lose its support quickly," the Queen replied.

"Very well, we accept the job for five million Galactic credits," Link said calmly.

"What?!" exclaimed both the Queen and Kellen at the same time.

Link pulled Kellen over and whispered in his ear. "Look, granny needs a new roof on the orphanage. This will bring in enough money for that plus the repairs on the Windchaser. It’s in our direction and is only for a rotation, deal with it," Link whispered quickly before letting go of Kellen and smiling at the Queen.

"Are you out of your mind? I could arrange transport for him for a fraction of that price. Not to mention you’re criminals," Queen Celia scolded.

"Mother, just pay it. He has you and you know it. You can’t kill them since they are members of the Galactic Trading Company, albeit shady members, but they do keep up their membership. You can’t wait any longer and after all, it just means you can’t buy jewelry for a cycle," Marina laughed, looking at Link with a wink.

"Fine," Queen Celia pouted. "Girls, go get your brother ready."

"We need to get back to our ship, it still isn’t fixed," Kellen said with resignation as he watched the six girls rush out of the room.

"That has already been taken care of under the pretense of searching your vessel. You will leave with my son as soon as he is ready. We need to move fast," the Queen said, waddling over to a chair to sit down.

"Excuse me, but if we walk out of here with Prince Adrian it would just be advertising he is traveling with us," Link said calmly, stepping on Kellen’s foot as he opened his mouth to protest.

"You will not be leaving with Prince Adrian, but Princess Cheri, his twin sister," the Queen said, sipping at her drink.

"Ah. . ." Link said confused.

"The girls are dressing Adrian up as his twin sister. Believe me, with a set of fake breasts he looks exactly like her. Of course, that will not deceive people for long, but surely long enough for you to get him to Varek. Oh, and Adrian is a virgin as least where his cute little ass is concerned, he better remain that way. I’ve had a hell of a time seeing that he remained pure, I will hunt you down if he isn’t in perfect condition for King Solas," Celia warned, looking at the two of them sternly.

"Believe me, that is the last thing we would do," Kellen said under his breath.

"Of course Your Majesty," Link replied smoothly.

It took less than fifteen minutes for the gaggle of girls to return, pushing a stunning looking blonde forward dressed in a light green dress with a high necked collar. Both Kellen and Link looked at Prince Adrian in surprise at the very feminine looking man. His soft sky blue eyes set in a delicate face glared at them as the boy tossed his voluminous white blond hair over his shoulder, trying to get it out of his face.

"Can’t I tie it up like usual? I mean I’m already wearing Cheri’s dress, which is itchy and uncomfortable," Prince Adrian complained in a light airy voice.

"No, Cheri always leaves her hair down, so you must as well," Marina replied, looking at her brother for a moment before hugging him. "I’m going to miss you, baby brother."

Suddenly all the girls surrounded him, hugging him and kissing him, which the boy endured with a pained look.

"Come girls, that’s enough," the Queen said, rising with effort from her chair to go over to her son.

"Be a good boy for once. I understand Solas is quite a man, so enjoy yourself," Queen Celia said, hugging her son.

"Momma, I. . ." Adrian started, looking up at his mother with tears in his eyes.

"Now you act cute? You have given me more gray hairs in this last year than all your sisters combined, but I do love you baby. I know it seems political, but this is the only way for you to get what you want as well. I know you don’t get to chose, but at least he isn’t a woman, right?" Queen Celia said softly, touching the boy’s check.

"Thank you mama," Adrian said with a smile.

"Don’t worry, once this all blows over, we’ll come see you," Marina added with a grin.

"Even if I have to dress as a boy to do it."

"You would, wouldn’t you?" Adrian replied, shaking his head.

"It’s time to go," Queen Celia said, looking at Kellen and Link.

"Come Princess," Link said politely, holding out a hand to Adrian.

"I’m not a Princess," Adrian growled.

"You are until we say you aren’t," Kellen growled. "Payment better be transferred by the time we drop him off."

"It will be, also the location for pick up is already in your ship," Queen Celia said sulkily.

"Good," Kellen nodded as Link elbowed him.

Link and Adrian followed the guard Serina to the car as Kellen trailed behind them, muttering to himself the entire way.

Link sighed, looking out into space, wondering what he was going to do. The rotation was close to being over, only two galactic days were left, but he was unsure if Prince Adrian would live that long. Kellen was way past the point of joking about throwing the boy out the airlock and about ready to do it seriously. Even Link was close to reaching the end of his patience.

Saying the boy was a whiny spoiled brat was being generous. He was constantly complaining about the food, accommodations, and boredom. Nothing satisfied the prince and Link had a deep feeling nothing would.

Kellen wasn’t good at dealing with people even at the best of times, and this was definitely not the best of times. Not only that, the boy seemed bent on shattering every single nerve the anti-social smuggler had. Link was more than worn out running interference between the two than anything else. Not only that, he could feel his own Talosioun blood boiling. He and Kellen had not had sex since the day of their capture, every attempt had been interrupted by the Prince, who had an uncanny knack for knowing just when to interrupt.

Link raked his long nails along the metal surface of the control panel in frustration. If things kept up the way they were he might end up taking the Prince in mistake. If his priest blood was not assuaged then he would lose all sense as lust took control of his body and mind. Even as it was, Kellen was in for a rough time when they finally did mate. He wondered if he could escape Kellen on the planet of Varek and find a willing partner to drive off the lust, although he doubted his lover would let him.

Growling in frustration he heard an outraged cry come from the living quarters. Racing to the sounds of roars, he found Kellen half naked standing over the now cowering boy, screaming at him.

"What the hell?" Link said, stepping between the two of them.

"That’s it, he is going out the air lock," Kellen bellowed in rage.

"What is going on?" Link said, trying to calm his partner by stroking his arm.

"He crawled into bed when I was asleep and clamped his mouth on me," Kellen raged.

"You mean," Link said, looking down at his partner’s unopened pants.

"I didn’t think you would mind. You like Link," Adrian protested tearfully.

"I… I... ahhhh," Kellen turned away from the boy and stalked to the opposite side of the room, obviously counting to ten.

"Adrian, you can’t do things like that without permission," Link said, exasperated.

"But I was bored. I wasn’t hurting him," Adrian added.

"No, just making him angry," Link said, deflated, glad that Kellen hadn’t caught the boy doing something to him. Adrian wouldn’t have lived long enough to make it out the air lock.

"Kellen, the boy didn’t mean any harm," Link said softly, approaching Kellen.

"You’re kidding right?"

"No, I’m not. Let it go, we are almost there."

"What if he tried this with you? I wouldn’t have been able to rip you off of him," Kellen said angrily.

"You noticed," Link said quietly.

"Of course I did. How could I not after all this time," Kellen replied.

"What are you two talking about?" Adrian asked, sniffling inelegantly, noticing at least for the moment Kellen had calmed down.

"Shut the hell up," Kellen snapped.

"Kellen," Link said warningly before turning to the boy.

"I’m Talosian and a priest," Link said, as if it explained it all.

"So, what’s that mean," Adrian asked.

"Let’s just say I get very violent if I don’t get fucked regularly. Which hasn’t been happening lately," Link added, looking pointedly at the boy.

"Well I haven’t been either," Adrian sulked looking away.

"And you’re not going to," Kellen bellowed.

Link sighed, feeling a headache coming on and wondering if they really should just ditch the boy, when the Windchaser’s alarm began to sound.

"Shit," Kellen growled, running towards the control room with Link following close behind.

"It’s a war ship from Maras. Damn it, I knew it. I knew this wasn’t going to be a clean job," Kellen swore, his hands flying over the control panel.

"Good thing we made preparations then," Link said, winking at his partner.

"What is going on? Turn to noise off, it is hurting my ears," Adrian demanded from the doorway of the control room.

"Deal with it, or I will," Kellen growled, not turning from the main control panel.

"Time for you to hide, prince," Link said lightly, striding across the room and grabbing the boy by the upper arm firmly.

"Why?"

Link didn’t answer as he pulled the boy down the hallway and into his room. Using a handheld remote cleverly disguised as an inventory pad, he turned off the illusion generation that created a realistic purple and blue scenery of his home world to reveal the wall of his room. Going over to the wall he ran his hand down it, feeling for a slightly cold area no bigger than his square inch. He pressed his thumb feeling a slight prick as his blood ran against the sensors, within seconds the wall disappear revealing a small room barely big enough to stuff the prince in. Which is exactly what Link began to do, amidst shrieks of outrage.

"Stop it right now. You have three choices, Adrian. You will choose right now. The first would really please Kellen, and that is for you to go out the air lock. The second, which is looking very appealing to me right now, is to turn you over to that Maras ship tailing us. You go home and become a stud for all the noblewoman of Maras. You’ll be lucky if your dick does not fall off by the time you’re thirty with all the women you have to fuck being the crown prince. You will never see anything other than the royal bedroom again. The third is you sit down, shut up until we let you out, and then you get to be King Solas’s consort for the rest of your life. For your information, Varek men believe in monogamy, so Solas will only fuck you, and you, my charming little prince, will only have to deal with him. Now chose," Link said sternly, glaring down at the boy, not caring at this point which one the brat chose.

"I’ll be quiet," Adrian pouted. "I don’t want to go back to Maras."

"Fine," Link said, shutting the wall and activating the illusion generator again.

Within moments he was back in the control room even as he heard the warship hailing them. Pushing his long hair behind his ear he looked at Kellen with a grimace.

"You want to answer it or do I?" Kellen snorted.

"I think I better. In the mood you’re in we would end up in a war with Maras," Link answered with a grin, opening a com link to the Maras ship that was hailing them repeatedly.

"This is the Federation merchant ship Windchaser. How may we be of service today?" Link said politely.

"This is the warship Goddess, prepare to be boarded," came a terse reply.

"I’m sorry, but I am confused. We are a merchant ship and members of the Galactic Trading Company. We are under no obligation to accede to your wishes and open our ship to you," Link answered in a calm voice.

"You will be boarded or we fire on you until you surrender. You are holding our crown prince on your ship and we will have him back," the female voice snarled.

"You are misinformed, we carry no passengers on our ship."

"You left port with three people. We believe your passenger is our prince. Turn over your passenger and we will let you go."

"Ah, I see where the confusion lies. We did indeed take on a passenger at the Queen’s request. We escorted Princess Cheri to the Outpost, she disembarked there. If you wish you can contact the administrator, he can verify it for you," Link replied smoothly, grinning at Kellen, who rolled his eyes.

"We shall, but we will still be required to board your ship. We will not release you until we can confirm Prince Adrian is not aboard."

"I shall submit a formal protest to the Federation government. Your violation of our rights will result in fierce penalties against the government of Maras," Link answered icily, his polite voice gone. "I will also add destruction of our ship is not advisable. Transmission of this conversation is already being relayed to the Federation through a booster relay," Link added in the silence.

"Very well, we will take the consequences, but you will be boarded. If we find the prince you will be taken back to Maras and executed for attempted kidnapping of the royal family," came a cold feminine voice before the com link was cut.

"Do you think the queen will be able to save our necks?" Link asked idly.

Kellen snorted.

Only moments later they watched out of the viewing window as a small black transport craft exited the Maras warship and sped towards their own. Kellen and Link both walked down to the docking port and waited for the ship to finish docking. The small round docking portal opened to reveal a large, muscular woman with short red hair and freckles dressed in a black bodysuit, a rose crest with intertwining vines over her left side. She entered as nine other women similarly dressed quickly followed, all of them carrying small stun pistols.

"Welcome to the Windchaser ladies. Please conduct your inspection so we can be on our way, we do have a schedule to keep," Link said, stepping forward.

Kellen looked at the woman for a moment, then held up an aerosol can and sprayed some of the contents at them. Suddenly all of the women had their guns pointed directly at him.

"Kellen," Link said disapprovingly.

"I’m not going to let those women contaminate my ship again. It was bad enough escorting that girl for a day. It took me days to get the ship disinfected, and now there are more of them infecting my clean ship." Kellen whined hysterically, spraying at the women again.

Link almost blew it by laughing at Kellen’s act. It was obvious that his partner was having fun with the women and getting a little pay back for them forcing themselves on the ship. Unlike Link, who was totally homosexual, Kellen enjoyed women just as much as men. Apparently Kellen was venting a little of his pent up frustrations at the women that had shown up to make his day even more miserable.

"Stop that, or I will shoot you," growled one of the women behind the red headed leader.

"I will not until you get off my ship, you walking female hormone. Get off and stop spreading your nasty germs around," Kellen shrieked in a perfected imitation of a paranoid virgin.

"Leave him, we don’t need any more trouble. He isn’t doing anything that is hurting us, pay attention to your orders and find the prince," the crimson haired leader said sternly as the women spread out to various parts of the ship, Kellen following, spraying them and the corridors as they went.

"How long will this take," Link asked the commander as he watched Kellen dart from woman to woman, trying to annoy them.

"As long as it takes to find the prince," the commander said evenly.

"He isn’t here to find," Link said.

"We shall see."

Link sighed, feeling his head pound as he heard a distant voice claim that Kellen should disinfect the pigsty of a room before he sprayed her again.

"Finally they’re gone," Link breathed, flinging himself into the straight-backed control center chair.

"Yeah, good thing to, I was running out of micro-antibody spray," Kellen grinned.

"I haven’t seen you make a fool of yourself like that in a long time. What on Mardok came over you?" Link asked, arching a winged eyebrow as he smiled at his partner.

"Their high and mighty attitude just pissed me off. I hate it when someone looks down on me, especially when it is because I’m paired with you. I couldn’t obviously put my fist in their faces, my normal way of dealing with people like that, so I did the next best thing," Kellen said with a shrug.

"You’re lucky the commanding officer was a level headed solider," Link observed.

"Yeah," Kellen grinned, making him look almost boyish.

Link felt his body stirring as he looked at Kellen. It had been too long, way too long since he had felt the man’s velvety smooth skin. Link closed his eyes, trying to slow the desire that was creeping over him. Breathing deeply, he tried to calm himself. He loved Kellen and didn’t want to hurt him. It was the only thing he regretted about turning his back on his homeworld and the priesthood, is that without living in the monastery and being celibate he ran the risk of losing control of his lust and hurting the one he loved.

"It’s ok Link. I would prefer you didn’t have a chance to slip away from me anyway," Kellen said softly.

"You knew?" Link asked, feeling his heart pound as his body temperature began to rise, signaling the mating cycle of his people.

"Of course, I know you too well. I don’t like it when you actively seek others out instead of me," Kellen replied without a hint of disapproval.

"Last time I broke your ribs, and the time before that I almost shattered your wrist. How can you want me like that," Link gasped, knowing he was fighting a losing battle and his body began to take control his thoughts, becoming foggy and disoriented.

"Let go, Link, I’ve kept myself prepared for this," Kellen whispered as he touched Link’s face.

Kellen could feel the elevated heat coming from Link’s skin and knew that he was in for a rough ride ahead. It had been way too long since Link had sex, and he had over the course of six cycles known the signs of his uncontrolled lust coming on. Even if Kellen hadn’t wanted Link, he knew in the end it wouldn’t have mattered, Link would rape him to assuage the heat and pain of what his body would do to him.

Kellen felt long sharp nails embed in his wrist, puncturing through his skin, and he winced in pain as his warm blood flooded to the surface. He felt himself pulled toward his lover roughly, his skin tearing even more as Link’s nails tore free of his wrist. Link’s mouth seized his in a deep kiss even as his long sharp nails began to shred his clothing and occasionally skin. Instead of pulling away, Kellen surrendered total control of his body over to the man, knowing that not doing so could get him seriously injured in Link’s rush to calm the fire that was burning inside of him.

Slim hands that were normally soft and gentle ran down his body hard and fierce as the man pushed him back hard, causing Kellen to slam against the wall, hitting his head against one of the bulkheads. Groaning, he slid down the wall as Link pounced on him, pinning him to the ground as he wriggled between Kellen’s legs. Kellen looked at the fierce, desperate expression on his lover’s face, and his eyes that had filmed over in a dark purple. He knew that the Link that he knew was now totally gone for the moment, lost within the exotic hormones found only in a rare few Talasions. Closing his eyes, he felt Link plunge into him hard, and he screamed in pain of the violent conquest of his body. Link continued unabated even as Kellen tried to relax, despite his lover’s rough treatment. Gradually the pain began to subside as he felt the first of what he was sure would be many orgasms wash over his partner.

Despite Link’s release he felt the man continue to plunge into him, a little more slowly, and Kellen wrapped his legs around the man even as he reached up to gently pull the man down to his mouth. He let their tongues entwine, knowing that gradually he would find pleasure in spite of the pain as his lover began to slowly surface from deep within his blood.

"Kellen, Kellen please wake up."

Kellen moaned a little, feeling stiff all over and not feeling very inclined on getting up. He gradually opened his eyes to see Link looking down at him with a guilty, horrified expression on his face. Closing his eyes again, Kellen took stock of his body and was surprised to find that there wasn’t any serious damage. Smiling, he opened his eyes and sat up with Link’s help, seeing that they were both in need of a shower since the various puncture and scratch wounds had left trails of dried blood on them both, not to mention the other fluids they both had produced in their romp together.

"I think we need a bath, although I suppose we should let the little Prince out," Kellen said drily.

"I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to do this," Link said as tears trailed down his face.

"Don’t cry, I enjoyed it towards the end you know," Kellen said with a smile, wiping away the tears.

"But... look at you!"

"Look at me, look at you. You’re a mess, peacock, rumpled hair and torn clothes, you’ll ruin your image," Kellen laughed, running his hand through the tangled orange hair, glad to see the soft silver eyes of his partner again.

"How can you laugh? I’m covered in your blood," Link asked, horrified.

"And last time you were freaked out about my ribs," Kellen said with a sigh, looking at Link.

They went through this every time Link lost control. He knew it had to be hard for Link to face the results of the mating, but he honestly wished that the man wouldn’t take it so seriously. He didn’t like the fact that Link blamed himself so deeply for something he was powerless to control without the help of his people, who had turned their backs on him. Kellen raised his hand, cupping the side of the man’s face as Link pressed against him.

"I can laugh because you are with me. I remember a time when you weren’t and I don’t ever want to feel that again. You are my life now, the good and the bad. Besides, I’m all in one piece this time, so we won’t have to worry Granny. Not stop looking at me like that and go let little lord brat out and come join me in the shower," Kellen said gently, leaning down to kiss the man.

Link watched Kellen walk stiffly out of the room, knowing that the man was trying his best not to worry him. Kellen was always like that, taking everything on his shoulders with a grace that astounded Link at times. He was so anti-social and gruff most of the time, but beneath that was an innocent, gentle man that would wear himself to a thread to help anyone in need.

Link brought his knees up close to him, wrapping his arms around them and hiding his face as he felt tears well up. He had been so foolish to leave his homeworld despite all the warnings. He had been young and invulnerable, with the strongest mind gifts of anyone born in three hundred years. He had truly believed he could control his impulses without staying in the temple. He had been wrong, but it hadn’t mattered to him as long as he could find a willing body to keep his desires sated, at least until he had met Kellen. Not until he had fallen so deeply in love that he could never imagine a life without the man. He could never return to his homeworld, and now unless they kept a close watch on him he could truly hurt Kellen without meaning to.

Sighing, he got up from the floor, wiping away his tears, knowing that he should let Adrian out so he could get to Kellen. The last thing he wanted to do was deal with the selfish whiny prince, yet he also knew it was one of the few things he could do so Kellen didn’t have to. When he entered his room, he quickly opened the small confining areas as Adrian literally fell out on to him.

"How dare you leave..." Adrian started only to trail off when he looked at Link, who was holding him, having caught the boy before he crashed to the floor.

"Sorry, things took a little longer than I thought they would," Link said softly, looking away from the boy’s horrified stare.

"Did they do this to you?"

"No, it isn’t my blood but Kellen’s," Link answered tightly, letting go of the boy and standing up.

"Kellen? What did they do to him? Is he alive?" Adrian asked, his voice trembling a little.

"No, I did it to him, and he will be fine in a few days," Link answered, walking out of the door as the young prince staggered to his feet, moaning a little as he tried to follow Link.

"Why? I thought you two. . . "

"We are."

"That’s what you do to someone you love!?"

Link stopped and whirled around, looking at the wide eyed boy, his temper flaring as he felt the boy’s disgust hit him like a wave. He was usually good at keeping his mind powers in check, but he felt so desperate and vulnerable after what had just happened that the boy’s thoughts were breaking through his barriers with easy.

"I told you before, without sex some of my people lose control. This is the result, it isn’t for you to judge, especially considering you’re part of the reason this happened," Link growled.

Adrian shrank back against the wall as Link turned and left the boy, feeling miserable.

"Well finally, I didn’t think I was ever going to get him," King Solas said in a deep baritone voice as he smiled warmly.

The giant of a man towering over the three of them looked down at Adrian with an expression of desire that completely softened his harsh features. The powerful man with short blue hair reached out to gently take Adrian’s hand in his own, pulling the stunned boy next to him. The thin prince was almost lost within the King’s embrace, totally dwarfed by the huge King.

"The remainder of your payment is already transferred by me. I thank you for bringing him to me; with him our treaty with Maras is now concluded." Solas said absently, turning his attention away from Kellen and Link, dismissing them from his mind.

"Now little bird, what do you want to do first?"

Adrian suddenly seemed to shake off his shock and looked up at his future husband with a sensual smile that made Link almost laugh. He watched the young prince slide his hand down the broad muscular chest seductively.

"Ah, not yet little bird, first we must make things formal," Solas said with regret.

"Then let’s make things formal and get on with the fun," Adrian suggested in voice that left no doubt to his desires.

Link felt Kellen grabbing his elbow and pulling him back to the ship, leaving the two alone.

"Hey, things were getting interesting," Link protested quietly, looking over his shoulder.

Kellen snorted and dragged him up the ramp inside the ship. He was surprised when Kellen didn’t let go of him until he had dragged him all the way into his own mess of a room. He felt the man pull him next to him with a tug, leaning down to seize his lips.

When Kellen finally broke the kiss Link moaned in protest. He opened his eyes to find Kellen staring down at him with a gentle smile.

"We are finally rid of the Prince and now all you want to do is watch him? I think not, I have something else in mind," Kellen said in a deep voice that made Link tremble in desire.

"Are you sure? I mean are you ok?" Link asked, looking up at his lover with concern.

"You worry too much about such things. Let me show you how ok I am," Kellen said with a light growl, pouncing on him, sending him into the massive bed littered with technical pads and ancient books.

Link laughed at his partner’s exuberance, glad once again they had found one another. By the time Kellen had finished with him Link had found his desires well sated, and a lethargic peace settled over him as Kellen held him. He found sleep begin to pull him under with the sound of Kellen’s steady heartbeat soothing him.

He awoke to find the corner of one of Kellen’s books jabbing him in the, ribs and resolved next time they would be sleeping in his room. He was unsurprised to find Kellen was already up and even less surprised to find that he had already set a course to Mora. It would take less than a rotation to reach there and Link felt glad to be returning. He walked over to Kellen, wrapping his arms around the man.

"So we are going to Mora?"

"Of course, winter will hit soon there, and I know Granny will need this money," Kellen said.

"You know something, I really do love you," Link whispered as he felt Kellen’s worry over the old woman and his concern they would make it in time.

"What was that for? Don’t tell me you are still feeling guilty?" Kellen said gruffly.

"I will always feel guilty, but no, I just felt like telling you," Link said causally, letting go of the man, unfazed by his growls.

"What nonsense," Kellen said shaking his head. "Come on, you can help me with some repairs."

Link smiled, secretly feeling Kellen’s pleasure under his harsh words. This man was the only man he had never been able to shield out of his mind. This man who had captured his wild heart with ease. Even without words he knew exactly how much Kellen loved him, and was glad to hold such a place in the man’s life. He smiled to himself as he sat down in a chair even as Kellen shook his head at the expression.

The journey to Mora was a quiet one, where they spent more time in bed making up for lost time than anything else. They hadn’t even pulled into the docking port and Kellen was on the com channel getting hold of the contractor that did repairs on many of the buildings in the sector Granny lived. By the time Link had finished docking and paying the fees, Kellen had already arranged for the repairs on the orphanage.

They both left the Windchaser to take a leisurely walk to Granny’s place. Link felt Kellen wrap his arm around his shoulder as they walked, and many people greeted them. They were rather well known in the neighborhood, since they often visited. Granny’s had become a home for them, even though neither one of them had grown up in Mora, and Link hadn’t even known about the planet until he had met Kellen.

The old woman had nursed Kellen through a bad case of the Flasioun Pox when he had gotten stranded on Mora over ten years ago. Because the amount of work involved in taking care of someone with the Poxes was enormous, no one had been willing to do it for Kellen, who at the time was virtually broke. It was far from life threatening, but to be left unattended would have been sheer misery for the man.

Ever since then Kellen had always tried to help the woman and the orphanage that she had made. She had taken in over thirty children of various backgrounds that had no family, and in some cases had just been abandoned on the streets. Far from wealthy, she had relied on a small fortune left to her by her family, and donations. Unknown to many, most of their own profits went into helping support the orphanage that had very little.

"Uncle Kellen," screeched a little purple boy with shocking red hair who pelted forward to attach himself to Kellen’s leg.

Suddenly five other children also ran out of the gate of the orphanage to grab parts of Kellen and drag him protesting into the grounds as Link laughed.

Kellen, despite his gruff demeanor, was the children’s favorite, and whenever they appeared he always found himself mobbed by them. It was the one of the few times Kellen ever truly let down his guard and let the little devils do what they wanted to him. Children were one of the man’s few soft spots.

"Link, I’m glad to see you two," Granny said as she approached.

Link looked down at the short woman with soft green skin and shining white hair. She looked ageless, as those of her race often did, with soft round features. Link reached down and wrapped his arms around the woman, picking up her thin frame with a laugh.

"Put me down, we both know you only do that because you’re too scrawny to do it to anyone else," Granny said exasperated.

"You would be surprised, I’m stronger than I look," Link protested, putting her back down on the ground.

"Maybe you should use that strength to go rescue Kellen," Granny suggested as they looked over to find the children playing pile up on the man.

"Nah, he can take care of himself, besides if I wade in they’ll turn their attention on me. How about you make me a cup of tea instead," Link suggested with a grin.

Granny laughed shaking her head.

"Alright, but in turn you have to tell me what you two have been up too. Hopefully nothing dangerous."

"Nope, just escorting a Prince," Link said as he linked arms with the woman, telling her of their latest adventure.