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Excalibur, it was a name that, for human's, held a certain mystique linked to the myths and legends of a sword which made a king. A rather curious thing to some offworlders, that a whole race of humans would let some lump of inanimate metal determine who was to rule. After all, what did lumps of metal really know of the needs of the average serf in medieval England? However, that is immaterial, it is a name that meant and means something to a lot of people. It has been given to many other inanimate objects looking to capture a reflection of some of the awe and mystery of the original; swords, cars, houses, ships, buildings, companies and eventually space vessels.

It was given to a space vessel when the Human Republic was still relatively young and looking to establish its place in the galaxy. The largest ever carrier ship the human military ever produced, she was huge and imposing on the battlefield. Though she never actually saw a war, not a true war. Technically she took part in several battles between the human's and the Canine Alliance when the two civilisations first met and failed to get along. However, neither side wrote to the other to actually declare war, so it didn't count. The fact that both sides lacked any ability to actually contact the other to make it official was neither here nor there, especially as both sides were embarrassed by the conflict afterwards.

Then it had been decommissioned, too big and too expensive they said. She was no match for her sleeker and more efficient younger siblings. The old girl had been mothballed, put into a starship graveyard for many years, plans were made during the Dragos war to bring her back, to send her off to a war (an official one, letters had been sent and received, after the fighting started but it still counted). However, she was a huge project and they needed vessels quickly so she kept getting pushed to the back of the queue, always the bridesmaid and never a bride.

Things had changed though, after the war some politician had come up with an idea. A New Project, a new colony: one where all sentient species could co-exist peacefully. That was the idea anyway, get each species to send forth a thousand volunteers and start a new settlement so that people could learn to live together, to understand their neighbour and to hopefully stop another intergalactic war from ever occurring.

A colony world had been prepared, one that bordered between the Canine Alliance, the former Dragos Empire and the Lapros Free People's State. However, the idea of everyone turning up piecemeal, in smaller ships, it lacked the right gravitas to give the Unity Project the political clout the powers that be wanted. So instead the idea was hit upon to create a colonisation vessel, one vessel designed to carry thousands of colonists; humans, canines, lapines, polari, dragos, feline, equine, lutrai, cetacean, even some of the kodiac and laceria (two rather primitive sentient species that had not quite developed space flight before they were discovered). Everyone was welcome.

Of course, to carry all these people would take a huge vessel and as fortune would have it the Excalibur's dance card was empty for the next decade or so. The old girl was towed to a ship dock above the Earth and work on her began. She was stripped down and rebuilt almost entirely, her weapons removed. Her fighter bays were amended to take passenger shuttles. She had massive habitation pods added to her, each one capable of housing thousands of colonists frozen for the journey.

There she hung waiting for her new life to begin. Three days before boarding she was almost empty, most of the upgrades had been completed and she was still technically dry docked so there was no need for a crew. A few engineering teams were working on her, running the final checks before the colonists began to arrive. It would take two weeks just to get everyone in and frozen. Most of her corridors were dark and even her bridge was empty...well mostly empty.

“Are you sure it's ok for us to be in here?" A female voice whispered the young lapine was looking around nervously. The bridge lights were off but there was enough console displays and LED indicator lights for her to make out most of the bridge.

“Of course baby, like I said. She's my ship," replied a far more confident male voice. It came from a human who was slightly older than she was, and who stood on the bridge looking like he owned it, which in his own mind he did. “She's beautiful isn't she." He whispered into the lapine's ear as he slipped his arms around the rabbit and pressed himself up behind her.

“Certainly is big, all this for one trip?" The female asked in awe.

“Oh don't be silly, I didn't sign on for one trip or to be a colonist, soon as we drop the colonists off we have a ten-year goodwill tour planned, this baby is gonna fly to every freeworld and colony out there, sometimes twice or more," Daniel replied as he leaned down to nuzzle the soft fur on the lapine's neck.

“Mmm, so you won't be around once we land?" The female asked moaning softly, she didn't pull away but she wasn't quite pushing back yet.

“Well, we will be in orbit for a good two or three months. Why, you think you'll miss me?" Daniel chuckled and he leaned down to kiss the rabbit's cheek. “I did say I wasn't looking for anything long-term, just you know some fun. I thought that's what you wanted too?"

“It is, hell if my moms found out I was… you know with a boy, they'd freak out. However, it's a new colony and we are supposed to be learning about other species," as she spoke she turned around in his arms to face him. “And their…. Habits, and rituals." Hale's smiled and leaned forward to kiss the human. She had seen him at the bar a few times, he looked good. In her last year in college, she'd had a secret straight fling, just a couple of nights, but she had been left wanting a little more.

Daniel returned the kiss softly and felt something stirring in his pants. He stepped back a little, walking the rabbit with him until he sat down on a chair, the captain's chair, and pulled her into his lap. Their kiss broke and he gasped, “well I am sure I can teach you a lot of stuff."

“Oh sure, a flyboy like you. Though, I gotta say while big and impressive I've seen some of the fighter pilots and the stunts they can perform are pretty darn impressive too," she was goading him a little, one of the few things she had learned about males, especially human males, was that their egos often needed a kick if just so the male would stroke it themselves. Something about hearing a guy getting all boastful was kinda cute, and sexy. Confidence certainly wasn't an unattractive quality in a male, so long as it was earned.

Daniel reacted with typical male bravado, “fighter pilots, bah. They have it easy, flying a tiny ship just a few meters across. You know how easy it is to land one of those? You have just meters and meters of space for error". Daniel let his hands slip lower down the rabbit's back. “Me on the other hand? I'm flying something bigger than most cities, thousands of lives in my hands. A centimetre or two either way… and it could all end in tragedy" While he spoke his hands slipped lower down onto her buttocks and squeezed gently.

Hales moaned softly and giggled, “so you have to be very precise huh? I bet that takes a lot of practice?"

“Oh it does, years and years of careful manoeuvring, getting the docking just right," his hand slipped under her pants and down to where he felt a warm moistness. “You need to have gentle hands, a deft touch and a steady nerve." His fingers found her wet lips and he felt the female trembling above him, gasping when he stroked against them. “You have to be patient too, no driving forward before the dock is ready, no you have to take it nice and slow," his fingers started to work in slow circles, her moist lips soaking them as he stroked against her labia.

“Ohh! Yes! Tell me more," she whispered as she closed her eyes, under her rump she could feel a thick bulge, she knew what it was and what he would want. Inside her a heat was burning, and she knew he wasn't the only person that wanted it. She had to make him earn it though, males liked it when they felt they had won something like they had conquered you even when you were practically begging for it.

“You have to come in slow and steady, no sudden moves just match rotation," his fingers continued their motions circling more and more pushing deeper and deeper. “Then when you have things lined up you start to advance." His thumb suddenly came into play, finding her clit and rubbing the numb over and over again.

The rabbit squeaked in pleasure, and Daniel smiled to feel her clenching down around his digits. Oh, he knew soon those warm lips would be clenching down around something far better. First, he wanted to prove to her that he had a deft touch and then he planned to show her that, just like those flyboy fighter pilots, he could go in hard when he needed to. “You have to calculate the exact amount of thrust to give" his fingers started to thrust forward and back in smooth rapid motions. “Because once this girl starts moving it takes a lot to stop her. Hell, her engines are so huge that she could push to warp twenty with her momentum, stopping and not flying apart is your only problem."

The rabbit wasn't listening anymore, her body had demands and was screaming them in her ears. She was bouncing faster and faster in his lap, while bolts of pleasure pulsed through her. The human was playing her as perfectly as she was playing him. His thumb never stopped it's circular motion on her pleasure button, and she was squeaking and squealing with each thrust.

Daniel stopped talking, he could see that she wasn't listening, her eyes closed and her nose twitching in such a cute way. He wondered if it would twitch like that when he slid himself inside her. His cock was aching with the need to find out. Then, just as he was getting ready to suggest he use something else inside her, she grasped hold of him. Her hands grabbing his shoulders and her velvet walls clamping down around his fingers. While she bucked and squealed above him, her body writhing in pleasure Hales rode out an unexpected orgasm.

“Ohhh… fuck," the rabbit moaned and then groaned. “Damn it, now my pants are all wet!"

Chuckling the human pulled his fingers out, as she watched he sniffed and then licked them clean. Moaning softly so she could her just how much he enjoyed the taste. It was sweet on his tongue, like freshly squeezed apple juice with a tangy zing to the finish. “That's ok if you put them over there by the heater vent they will dry out quickly." The human gestured at a small vent in the wall of the bridge not far away.

Hales hopped off his lap and he had to bite back a growl of lust as she bent over in front of him, peeling off her pants and underwear. The bridge filled with her wonderful sweet perfume. While she walked over to the heater his eyes stayed on her pert buttocks, her golden brown fur showing up well in the dim light of the bridge. Through the windows all around them thousands of stars were shining, the entire heavens at their fingertips. Although Daniel only cared about one particular heaven in that moment and it was between those wonderful fuzzy thighs.

When she returned Hales couldn't help but laugh, finding the human naked in the captain's chair. Daniel gave her a winning, confident smile and said, “well I couldn't let you be the only one to go around pantless. I have to be a gentleman and put a lady at ease, at all times."

“Ah! And here I thought you might have some ulterior motive," snorted the rabbit as her eyes slipped down his perfectly formed chest. He no doubt had a serious fitness regimen to keep up with, probably a requirement of the job. However, what her eyes found between his legs was a wonderfully thick piece of meat, the only meat the herbivore ever hungered after. She'd seen bigger in vids, hell she'd seen vids of stallions and they just made parts of her ache. However, he had enough length and girth that she knew she wouldn't go home disappointed (assuming he knew how to use what he had with the same precision he used his fingers).

It was Daniel who made the next move sitting forward he found himself face to crotch with the rabbit, “Oh believe me I have motives, but they are not ulterior, they are pretty terior. Singular even. However, I always make sure a lady has a good time." To prove his point he drove his head forward, his lips kissing her lower ones and Hales found herself squealing. The human's tongue was shorter than most lapines, but he made up for its length with his enthusiasm. His tongue delving as deep as it could, licking around rapidly and exploring her silken folds.

His hands stroked up her flanks and she gasped as her small warm furry mounds were grasped gently. He didn't pull of squeeze, the man knew enough about females to know that wasn't as fun for women as men thought. No, he stroked and caressed, his fingers finding her nipples and teasing them gently to erection, squeezing the tips oh so carefully and drinking in the sounds of the female as she lost herself to the pleasure.

Hales pressed herself forward for his tongue, panting and gasping. She didn't just want more, she needed it, a burning heat in her loins was demanding more. She hadn't felt this way since her last heat, but she needed this human so badly it was burning her up. Her hands grabbed his head, fingers running through his short black hair. She glanced down at him, his face handsome, skin darker than many humans but not as dark as some.

The human moaned happily as her fluids coated his tongue and flooded his mouth. She smelled so good, he could still feel his cock aching, begging him to let it join the fun. However, he didn't want to rush things. Lapines, as a race, were almost entirely homosexual, to have found a female one willing to try with a male, he wanted to show her that men could be good and giving lovers.

Of course, Hales had other plans, with an almost feral growl she pulled him away from her nethers. He looked up in confusion, but his questions died on his lips as she kissed them desperately. Her tongue was hungry in his mouth, it was as if her own flavour was driving her desires to greater and greater heights.

The rabbit pushed him back into the chair and suddenly her weight hit his lap. She straddled him and before Daniel could guess what was about to happen he was hilt deep in lapine heaven. He bucked up into her on reflex and she ground herself down on his maleness. He felt her clench down around his manhood and he knew he was right earlier, it felt so much better around his cock than his fingers.

Coming to his senses a little the pilot decided to take back control. After all, this was his ship and his bridge, he would be damned if he let a mere passenger set the pace. His hands grabbed her ample buttocks and he began to thrust, his cock delving deep into her again and again. She squealed and bucked more in his lap, her tongue returning to his mouth just as hungry as before. He kissed back, lost to the pleasure of the moment, her warmth around him, her sweet scent and taste.

He couldn't hold back, he thrust into her with everything he had, she rode him expertly, keeping herself in the saddle like her life depended on it. While inside she felt a new orgasm growing, she arched her back and welcomed it crying out with pleasure as she clenched down around his maleness. Daniel could do nothing but thrust desperately, his body would let him do nothing else. His own orgasm was only a few moments behind, his cock throbbing safe inside her warm silken depths as he pumped every drop of his seed into her.

The couple stayed in the chair panting heavily, their bodies conjoined in the most beautiful and lewd way. Eventually his maleness softened and slipped free. “We should go," Daniel said softly. “I used my security pass to get you a 'quick tour' but if we aren't back on the dock soon they might come looking for us. I have a cabin on the station if you want you could spend the night."

“I'd like that," the female replied climbing off his lap, she looked at the chair and chuckled. “We made a bit of a mess."

“That's no problem, duty on the bridge doesn't start for a few days and even then it's skeleton crew only. I'll come back tomorrow for some 'checks' and give the chair a wipedown." Daniel replied as he pulled up his pants, it felt slightly uncomfortable putting himself away wet. However, he consoled himself for any discomfort with the thought that he would suggest a shower when they got to his cabin, the two could get clean while getting down and dirty again.

Hales retrieved her pants, which were mostly dry and met the human by the elevator. She paused and looked a little confused, “I thought you said there was nobody working on this end of the ship."

“There isn't, just four or five engineering teams a good kilometre to two away in the engine room, or thereabouts," the human replied.

“Then, why isn't the elevator still on the bridge?" The rabbit asked looking at the display as it showed the lift returning from the middle of the ship, twenty decks down.

“Huh! That is strange, I'll report it to the chief engineer tomorrow, maybe they sent a crew over this way for some reason, I wouldn't worry about it," as he spoke the human pulled the rabbit into his arms and kissed her lips. The kiss was just growing deeper when the elevator doors open. “My cabin has never seemed so far away," Daniel complained as they got onto it.

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The next morning Daniel returned to the scene of the crime, although technically no criminal act had been committed, sure something that might be considered indiscreet. However, he felt the need to clean up, only when he got to the bridge he wasn't alone. The door to the elevator opened to reveal a small tech team working on the bridge. Daniel recognised the leader of the team, a black wolf by the name of Tony, one of several senior technicians he had worked with over the last year getting the Excalibur retrofitted and testing various equipment.

Daniel was very surprised to see one of his tech team, a green scaled lizard. At first, he thought the creature was a very small Dragos, it was barely five foot tall. However, it had flame red hair and that narrowed the possibility down to the other reptilian species of the known galaxy, a laceria. That was the shocking part the species was known to be highly primitive. The tigers had made contact with the reptiles while they were still living in mud huts in the baking heat of their desert planet's sun. Afterwards, the tigers realised what a mistake they had made, but despite their best efforts to slow down the pollution of the tribal culture, it was clear the damage was irreversible.

One hundred of them had been chosen to join the colony project, but to see one in full technician jumpsuit with a toolbelt was something the human had not been expecting. They were passengers only, a species they were allowing to join more for the look of things than could bring any practical skills. Daniel glanced at the wolf and said, “Hey Tony, I thought the bridge testing had all been completed?"

Tony glanced up from his work and gave a grunt, “and I thought the bridge crew wasn't due back until tomorrow. We had a system blow last night, lost a bunch of connections and now we need to check the bridge feed-ins for the cryo systems. Make sure they are set correctly for every single god damned species. So we are here for the day."

“Oh right! So a system blew last night? That explains why someone called for the elevator yesterday, I assumed your tech teams were all over the other side of the ship," the human announced.

“No, we didn't find the failure until this morning… wait! What were you doing on the bridge last night?" The wolf asked suddenly, the human's eyes jerked involuntarily to the Captain's chair, where there was a noticeable white stain. “Or, should I ask who were you doing last night?"

Daniel blushed and squirmed a little, “well there was the very nice rabbit girl named Hales…"

“Holy shit! A female lapine? I didn't think those guys ever went for the opposite sex." The wolf leant closer and muttered, “she wasn't really drunk , was she?"

“What!? No! Hey, I know the law and besides, I'm a horn dog...well horn human. Plus I am smooth and sexy, I just turned on the charm." Daniel knew the wolf was joking, but he definitely wanted it known that he didn't need booze to bed anyone. “Ok, I admittedly got lucky and to find a female rabbit looking to experiment."

“Well, fucking someone in the captain's chair, when that Captain is a fucking huge ass lion, I've got to admire your balls boy," Tony chuckled and gave the Lizard a wink. The reptile had been listening intently with an attentive smile.

The human blushed and grinned a little, the wolf's compliment swelling his ego a little, maybe even a little too much. Daniel winked and replied, “well if you want to you can certainly drop by my cabin sometime and...admire them up close and personal like."

Tony took the flirt well, as a joke, laughing that strange canine barking laugh that was common to all dogs and wolf species, “well, I tend to swing more for the soft and feminine side. Besides, when Captain Blake gets a sniff of that chair he is going to cut those balls right off. That or make you help him make some more stains, you know what these felines are like."

“Oh, boy do I!" The human laughed. “I spent two months on a cruise ship working the Felios cluster. Talk about shooting fish in a barrel, you just walk up to a tiger and say 'I'm bored, wanna have sex?' and nine times out of ten you end up hilt deep in pussy...or with pussy hilt deep in you. Got boring in the end, I enjoyed the challenge of seducing a female lapine."

“Well you can enjoy the challenge all you want, certainly did the same when I was a pup. These days I'm quite happy to do a long hard days work and go home to my wife. Eventually, you get bored of renting and want to buy," the wolf retorted with a look that came from years of experience. Tony had spent his youth sowing his wild oats. Then he learned that tamed oats were better for you, easier to grow and less likely to leave you with a burning feeling while you peed.

“Ha! That'll be the day. I will be 'renting' my entire life." Sniggered the young human, enjoying his own quip just a little too much.

“Then you'll just be a rent boy forever," snorted the wolf. “Now me and Joan have got to get back to work."

The lizard gave Daniel a wink and muttered, “Joan happy to help human sow some wild oats, if he wants."

With a smile, Daniel winked back and replied, “well I certainly am sure I can find time to do a little gardening before this trip is over."

“Joan, stop flirting and start working. They spent a fortune training you up so you could be on this team," snarled the wolf as he pulled out a small tablet and hooked it into some electronics. “Let's put that training to some use. I need you to inspect the connections for all of the cryopods.“

“Yes sir," the young reptile replied with a little salute that made Daniel chuckle under his breath.

“Human."

“Connected."

“Wolf, fox, dog"

“Connected"

“Lapine"

“Connected."

The human left them to their work and stepped away to the captain's chair. He pulled a packet of cleaning wipes out of his pocket and began to clean the chair. While in the background he could hear Tony shouting out various species and the lizard checked the connections. A few minutes later the job was done and the chair clean. Not a moment too soon either, for as the human threw away the used wipes the bridge door opened and a lion stepped onto the bridge.

Imposing was one word that came to mind when looking at Captain Blake. Around six foot of fierce predator, huge wild black mane, and golden eyes that seemed to look right through you. He was in his early fifties, but it didn't show much, although he was starting to build some insulation around his stomach, the rest of the man showed the bulk of years of heavy working out. His golden eyes fell on Daniel and the human squirmed just a little internally, they had been working together for six months and he respected the large feline.

A warmish smile appeared on those feline lips, “ah Daniel, I didn't expect to see you until tomorrow for the start of bridge pre-flight checks."

“I was just… doing a little pre pre-flight checking myself." Daniel replied with a nervous smile as the lion walked over to him.

“Indeed, good man!" The lion's voice boomed, it echoed around the huge bridge filled with confidence and cheer. “Tony and your assistant Joan, I hope things are going well, big day tomorrow." The human was agog, Joan was probably just one in over a thousand crew members if Blake had met him before it would only have been the once and briefly. To actually remember his name and use it so casually was impressive.

“Things are going good, a little problem with the cryo connections, but we seem to be making progress, Sir," Tony replied with a nod of respect. “With any luck, we will have it sorted today, then it is all systems go."

“Excellent, well don't… “ the Captain paused just for a moment and Daniel couldn't help but notice he was standing beside his chair. “Let me get in your way."

“No problem, Sir. All the connections here are fine. The issue must be at one of the connection boxes down the line," as he replied the wolf and lizard were packing tools away into his toolbox. “We will have to go check it out there. Good day Sir."

“I'm on my way too," Daniel jumped in quickly, trying to sound casual. He could see the lion's paw on his chair, claws digging into the fabric and suddenly really needed to be anywhere the captain wasn't.

“Actually, Helmsman Daniel, could I keep you for a quick chat?" The words implied a choice, but the tone look and stance of the Captain screamed that it was an order.

“Of course, Sir," Daniel replied with a gulp, Tony exchanged a sympathetic glance. He was a dead pilot standing and everyone knew it. The human stared at the lift doors as they closed his stomach gurgling as a nest of vipers roiled inside him.

“So the Captain's chair was installed yesterday afternoon," the lion rumbled, his deep voice a powerful growl, and Daniel couldn't help but gulp a little as Blake stepped forward, the wild mane adding to his height and making him even more imposing. “I haven't even sat in it yet, came over today to enjoy the whole new chair smell."

“Sir, I can explain…"

“You fucked a bunny girl in my chair, my NEW chair," Blake snarled a little as he spoke his giant paws clenching and unclenching.

“I tried to clean up…"

“You really think cleaning is the issue? I mean I haven't even had a chance to sit in my chair, the Captain's chair, and it smells of your arse, spunk and bunny juices," with a cheeky wink the lion leant forward and growled softly. “Side note, congratulations on finding a straight female lapine, I understand their species is about ninety-five percent gay."

“Th… thanks, I was just luck…"

“Now what is a fitting punishment for sneaking a civilian on board and banging her, in the Captain's brand new chair?" The lion sniffed the air and growled. “Seriously I am going to be smelling sex for weeks, and it's not even me who got to have the sex."

Daniel gulped a little, his mind had noted that last comment and something in Blake's voice or more importantly his eyes. A mere hint that there was a way out, a fun way out that would not involve anything as concerning as a letter of reprimand in his file. “Well… I mean, I could maybe… help you rectify some of that." The sly smile that slipped onto the lion's black lips told the human he had scored a definite hit. “I mean assuming you wife wouldn't…"

“I married a tigress, every time we talk she gives me a list of the men and woman she has had sex with since we last spoke." Blake stepped forward, his huge paw stroking the human's cheek and tilting his head up. Hot moist breath flowed over Daniel's face as the beast leant down. “It'll be nice for that to not be a one-way conversation this week." Before Daniel could reply warm powerful lips were pressed to his, a strong arm slipped around the human's waist and pulled him close.

The human gasped as a strong tongue was forced between his lips, the feline's strong paws grabbing and exploring wilfully. Daniel had tried both sides of the fence, but this was something different. Blake wasn't just kissing him, he was trying to dominate him with his tongue, his muscular frame pressing up close and his wilful paws grasping and squeezing whatever he wanted. Apparently, Blake wasn't just a Captain on the bridge, he was definitely in command in the bedroom, although this instance it was the same place.

Daniel's hand was grabbed by the feline and pulled down before he knew it his mouth was full of feline tongue, while his hand was groping a thick and throbbing lion cock. The human returned the kiss with a growing passion, willingly submitting to the dominant male. His fingers worked on Blake's pants managing to unfasten the buckle of the lion's grey dress uniform. Then with a few tugs, the cloth slipped free and down to the metal deck.

With a barely contained snarl of pure bestial lust, Blake broke the kiss. His hungry eyes devouring his subordinate while he purred and stepped away. Daniel smirked as the lion sat down in his chair, like a king assuming the throne only with his royal sceptre in full view. The feline placed his paws on the armrests and gestured for the human to get to work with a flick of the wrist and a nod of his regal head.

Wasting no time, Daniel followed lion's orders like the good willing crewman he was. Placing a hand on each powerful thigh and kneeling down. His eyes engulfed the mighty shaft before him, soft barbs running down the full pink length. He wondered what they would feel like, while his nose drank in the strong musky rank of the beast king. It was a heady, manly or more accurately male scent, not exactly pleasant but yet he couldn't stop himself breathing it in deeply.

A growl from above let him know the time for looking was over, it was time to start doing. With his heart racing, he leant forward, his soft lips kissing the pink, drooling tip. The potent flavour almost overwhelmed his tastebuds, so strong, meaty and musky. There was a bitter tang to the taste and yet just the slightest trace of it and his body hungered for more. His lips slipping around the thickness, soft spines tickling the sensitive skin as the meat was pressed deeper and deeper.

Daniel jumped as a heavy paw landed on his head, Blake bucked his hips impatiently. The human gasped as his mouth was stuffed full of cock, the tip pressing right to the back of his throat. Resisting the urge to gag he tried to suck, his trapped tongue wriggling against the hot throbbing mass. A second paw landed on his head, he could feel claws on his skin as the brute held his head firmly in place.

Blake groaned lustfully as he bucked his hips again. Those soft spines pulled on the human's lips as the meat was pulled out and then thrust back in hard. The lion was grinning down at Daniel, his bitch, as his hips rocked quickly breeding those soft human lips. Daniel glanced upwards, the look of dominant happy lust on his lover's face sent a pleasant shiver down his spine. It wasn't the first time he had seen such an expression, nor the first time he had submitted to another man. With females, he loved to feel dominant, in charge, and yet with males, he found the reverse more pleasurable, to put his needs second to the desires of a strong alpha male.

Desires and pleasure were clearly all that Blake had any concern for. His hips were moving faster and faster, that thick cock was shoved into his gasping mouth again and again. Daniel's tongue was coated in lion precum, his lips tingled with the drag of those barbs, as did his tongue and his whole mouth. The human whimpered a little, lost to the feeling of submission, he suckled down on the thrusting meat, gulping down the precum every chance he got. His hands caressed the thick muscular thighs and then onto two heavy and low hanging lion fruit.

They felt heavy in his palm, each one easily big enough to fit into one palm. The fur there was sweaty and damp, he knew it would taste of thick sweat, grime and musk. A man's taste and he greatly wanted to taste this man. The paws on his head gripped tighter and he could hear the bestial grunts and snarls getting louder, he knew it wouldn't be long before Blake fed him a heavy load of lion spunk, very heavy judging by the sweaty orbs in his hands. Daniel guessed it had been many months since the lion had a visit from his wife. An absolute crime in the human's opinion, such a potent, strong, dominant and virile male should not be alone and unserviced for that long. Although on the plus side, it had certainly proved useful in helping him escape a reprimand.

Then, before the human's thirst for lion milk could be quenched, those two huge paws pulled him off the delicious meat. Daniel yelped a little in anger at the removal of the sweet meat, he looked up and any thoughts of complaining died on his tongue. He knew he was looking into the eyes of an animal and not a man. “Pants off, now!" The words were more akin to the growls and snarls of a feral creature than of an intelligent and civilized being. There was no thought to the wants or needs of the human, or that Daniel might refuse. Blake had given an order as if it was the very word of a god, a diktat that could not be disobeyed.

Daniel felt his hands moving without his brain being involved, his eyes fell on the drooling meat jutting out from the lion's crotch. He had taken a few hard breedings in his day, but something told him this would be more than a step above them. His pants fell to the floor and were kicked clear. Warm, sweaty lion paws grabbed his ass, pulling him firmly like Blake owned the man. There were no words, no more commands, the lion just pulled him back and down, guiding his rump and for all his worries, Daniel couldn't stop himself. He had to obey the orders he was given, more than that he desperately wanted to.

With a joint gasp cock met pucker and then Daniel cried out. Powerful lion paws pulled him down, as thick muscular feline hips thrust upwards. The human was speared deeply by the thick meat, the entry rough and painful, those barbs tickling and scratching as they thrust into Daniel's tight rear. Powerful paws gripped the human's hips and Daniel felt himself losing balance, he fell backwards, the rest of the thick cock being stuffed into his stretched rear in one moment.

The human cried out again and found himself held tightly, his back pressing against the warm wall of feline behind him. Blake purred with pleasure as he felt the quivering human around him, so tight and tender. He licked his lips at the feeling and then, ran his tongue up Daniel's exposed neck. The taste of bitch a wonderful reminder of who was in command, he let his prey feel his teeth, his fangs grazing his helmsman's shoulder. Then he bucked up hard, stuffing his cock in deeper, the feel of the human squirming around him was too wonderful for words. He knew that the human wasn't comfortable, but this was supposed to be a punishment.

Blake purred louder as he thrust again and again, showing the human no mercy. Yet as he stuffed that tight human rear with his cock he could hear the soft whimpering mews of a bitch who was getting what they wanted. The human clearly had adjusted to his size and power rapidly and was already pressing down into the thrusting feline cock. While his hungry eyes could see Daniel's erect cock bobbing in the air with each and every savage thrust.

Muffling his whimpers as much as he could Daniel submitted to the beast beneath him willingly. The pain of the savage entry already a distant and oddly arousing memory. He had been with many men in his day, but none who had just taken what they wanted from him, in the way his captain was.Just as he felt he was regaining control of himself the lion changed things. Two paws with a grip like iron grabbed his waist. The thick length pulled out from inside him, leaving a deeply frustrating emptiness.

However, there was no time for Daniel to dwell on the feeling of emptiness, as the feline lifted him to his feet and leapt to his paws afterwards. Those strong paws spun him around like a ragdoll and he found himself shoved back into the Captain's chair. Landing with a thump right where he had sat with a willing female just twenty-four hours earlier. Paws gripped his ankles and suddenly he found his legs lifted and pushed down into his chest. His head and torso being pushed back into the chair uncomfortably as his Captain bend him double.

The beast above him was purring and delighting in his subjugation. Blake grinned to see his cocky helmsman bent double in his chair, the human's ass poking out invitingly over the edge of his chair. That of course was the point, to put the human in his place, to show him who was captain and just who owned the fucking chair. Wasting no time the feline pressed his cock back into the abused fuckhole and fucked roughly. His aching and heavy balls slapping on the human's ass with each thrust. His ears were filled with the muffled screams and moans as the human below him felt the full fury of his commander's lust.

Daniel couldn't do anything but take it, every thick and dripping inch. Each and every thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through his entire body. His captain seemed to know exactly where his prostate was, and the brute was assaulting it without mercy. His cock was aching with need for him to touch it and yet with the beast above him holding him firmly in position his hands couldn't reach his aching meat. So all he could do was cry out in frustrated bliss as the feline pleasured him savagely.

The two of them writhed together, the feline's hips never stopping. The beast snarling and growling as he gave in to every bestial instinct in his body. Blake rutted the human without mercy or compassion, breeding his bitch like only an animal could. With each thrust, he heard his bitch squeal in pleasure and he could see the human's dripping cock, unattended. He smiled to himself, making sure to grip Daniel's tighter, there was no way he was going to let the human touch himself, this was his moment and his bitch was just going to have to lay there.

With desperate growls and snarls, he thrust with all he had, breeding the tight willing hole. Lifting his head back to roar as his balls convulsed, his hips thrusting with savage need as he bred his helmsman full of thick potent feline seed. His nose picking up the sharp scent of another male's seed, looking down he could see the human, glistening with a mixture of sweat and his own seed. The lion purred with pride, having brought his wayward officer to orgasm hands-free.

Pulling back the lion smiled to see the river of his spunk leaking out of the human's ass and onto his chair. At least now the sex he would be able to smell for the next few weeks would be his own, although he would bring some more powerful cleaning products tomorrow himself. As much fun as sex on his ship's bridge was, he didn't want others to think he was so unprofessional. The lion tucked his drooling meat away and grunted to his near-comatose lover, “don't forget tomorrow we have a meeting with the Unity Governor and his team, on the bridge at ten am, I expect you to be here at eight. I trust you learned your lesson about fucking civilians on my bridge."

“Yes… Sir!" Daniel gasped as he lay panting in the chair, he couldn't believe the lion was able to stand after delivering such a hard pounding. He could barely speak, never in his life had anyone driven him to a hands-free orgasm, his entire body was tingling. His pucker was aching after the lion's barbed assault. The human knew he would need to spend the rest of the day and all of the night recovering, and his legs would still be wobbly in the morning.

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The next morning Daniel's made his way to the bridge nice and early, seven thirty. He wasn't the first person there, not by a long shot. Most of the stations were manned, he knew most of the crew they had trained together and yet… this was the first time he had seen them all at their stations. Captain Blake was sitting in his chair, barking out a few orders. The feline gave him a toothy grin and a wink, his eyes flicking to a bottle of cleaning product sitting on a nearby console. The human made sure to note the brand, for the next time he needed to hide a night's fun. Although his punishment was hardly a disincentive.

Daniel's gave a brief salute and then moved to his own station to begin his check. Hales would certainly have been shocked by the professionalism the human went about his job. The fun was over and now there was work to be done, a ship the size of the Excalibur takes a lot of preparation before it leaves dock, especially for the first time. With the first colonists arriving the next morning, this was their last chance to run through checks without observation, including the press. Someone had said there was going to be a reporter filming the entire journey.

After a couple of hours later, and at the very stroke of ten, the bridge elevator opened to reveal the governor appointed of the Unity colony, Jarvis Riggs a particularly tall equine. He wasn't broad like most of their species just tall and gangly, giving him the look of a colt who just never bulked out. White fur with blue eyes, his dress was pure politician smart suit and tie. The look in his eyes was focussed and steady, but something in the look said to Daniel there was strength in that mind, much more than his body.

With him was his entourage, the first to step out was a human woman, Amy Pakks, the deputy governor. She was in her late thirties and a mother of one. Her husband had died in the war and she was taking her fourteen-year-old son, Jack, on the adventure of a lifetime. Unlike the governor, she had a friendly and open smile. Amy's body was curvy in shape and a little too motherly for Daniel's tastes.

For now, the two would work together, having been appointed to their roles by the advisory panel that was in charge of the colony preparation. However, in a year Unity was to hold its first election and then all bets were off. It would be interesting to see if the two ran together or against each other.

Next was a polar, rather a small polar which is still big compared to other species. Colonel Alastair Stewart, Daniel had seen an interview the bear gave. He was a former general and a member of the Polar military special forces. The bear had lost his rank when he led his men into a massacre against superior Dragos forces, due to some faulty intel. Daniel knew the man lost not only his rank that day, his son died in that battle, afterwards his wife and family disowned him.

All of them were very familiar from press reports and briefings he'd received over the last month. However, last to leave the lift was someone Daniel couldn't identify, an equine young but still adult, early twenties was the human's guess at his age. His fur was chestnut, with a white diamond between his eyes, and with velvet around his mouth. He looked around nervously and Daniel couldn't help but wonder who he was.

As one of the highest-ranking bridge crew, Daniel was expected to attend the meeting. Though he had little to say, he suspected Blake just wanted his own entourage to make him feel important. The lion certainly didn't lack for guts, so it was almost certainly all show and bluster; politics. That was something that bored the human, but he could sit in a chair for a few hours and pretend to listen, especially if the Captain ordered him to.

The meeting was held in the Captain's ready room, a comfortable room just beside the bridge. It was as dull as Daniel expected it to be, discussions on the order of boarding, which species first? Or all mixed? Do they use all the shuttles at once in rounds or one at a time so the colonists are drip fed into their cryopods? As someone with no opinion he kept his mouth shut, he noticed he wasn't the only one, the young equine only spoke to give his name and position.

“Michael Saint, the equine representative to the council," the young equine stared at the table as he spoke as if wanting a hole to open up in it so he could fall in and hide away from everyone's eyes. Daniel couldn't help but wonder why such a shy and young guy had been given the position as a council member. Politicians were usually confident, too confident, loud and opinionated. Also old, young and timid got little done in political arenas. Some rich politician's son was the human's guess, someone had paid money to get their child into a position of power.

Not that it mattered to Daniel, it was if anything a mild amusement. The poor young stallion would probably be eaten alive as a councilmember and replaced at the first election. By that time the human would be light years away and unable to offer a shoulder to cry upon. Not that he would, equines were notorious for how they attached to their mates. Only a callous asshole loved and left an equine. Many of them never had more than one relationship their entire lives.

At least the young guy gave him something cute to look at while the others talked and talked and talked. Seriously, how could there be so much to talk about? You load people on, freeze them, load cargo, travel, unload people, unload cargo and then you are done. Why did it matter who was loaded up first? Or if they should mix the cryopods so that all the species were mixing. That was a terrible idea that Blake shot down fast, different species required different cryo configurations and to have them mixed would be a technical nightmare. They were going to be grouped by species and they would damn well like it, or lump it.

Eventually, the door to the meeting room opened and Daniel almost cried out for joy when a small trolley was wheeled in laden with food. Anything to break the monotony of the current debate; do they unload the food processors before or after the medical equipment? Jarvis glanced at the food but kept up his argument and Daniel wept inside as he realised the equine wasn't going to call for lunch. The crafty old guy was going to get his medical supplies off first despite Blake's insistence that people need to eat and that there was plenty of first aid packs that could be used while they set up the colony.

Daniel almost cried for joy, when the lion capitulated and the older equine called a break for lunch. He launched himself at the buffet trolley, loading up his plate so high that anyone watching might have thought he hadn't eaten in days. Then he escaped to a corner of the room, he didn't want to talk to anyone in the room lest they ask his opinion on some bit of trivia about the mission and his mind broke.

After a couple of tiny triangular sandwiches, he noticed that he wasn't alone. Michael was standing next to him, looking awkward and sniffing at a small square of cheese doubtfully. The rest of the room had broken into small groups and they were all chatting quietly. In a moment of solidarity the human decided to reach out to the poor young guy, “it's not bad, bit mild for my tastes." He said with a friendly smile.

“Ah...what is it?" The equine asked stepping a little closer.

“Seriously… you've never had cheese before?" The human asked a little too shocked to hide his amazement.

“I… am a little bit behind especially on alien cultures," the equine replied with a little tap of his hoof. For a moment Daniel worried he had upset the equine, but the creature just popped the small square into his mouth. “It tastes… weird. Is it off?"

“Cheese doesn't go off it just gets stronger, I mean technically it is already off. It's made with cow's milk, they… sort of add bacteria and it like goes hard or something," Daniel stumbled over his words, he blushed at his lack of knowledge of his own culture's food making. Although cheese was hardly just an Earth thing, the polar, lapine, felines and canines all had it.

“Hmm, I think I like it, sort of," the equine said unconvincingly as he forced himself to swallow. Then picked up a sandwich. “I… don't really belong here."

“Like I fit in perfectly," snorted the human with a friendly smile. “How come you took the job?"

“I… wanted to… it's just… I…" the equine's eyes got a little glassy and he looked out at the other equine. “They said it'd be good, a good PR thing, like finally finishing my mission."

“Your mission?" Daniel asked a little confused.

“You don't know who I am, do you?" Michael asked his lips curling up a little in amusement.

“Well… I know your name do I get points for that, Michael?" Daniel replied with a grin and a shrug.

“How old do you think I am?" The equine's eyes were fixed on the human and his plate was held low to the side its contents suddenly uninteresting.

“I dunno, twenty-five maybe," Daniel snapped a little, he had the feeling he was being judged or that the equine was poking fun at him.

“I'm three-hundred and seventy-six years old," the equine replied with a chuckle.

“Well, I hope I age that well," snorted the human with disbelief.

“I… was a junior engineer on the first interstellar ship of my people," Michael muttered. “We knew the nearest star system was a good two hundred plus years away...but we thought we could make it. Early cryo tubes, twenty crew members, and I was the youngest. The journey was going to take three-hundred and fifty years. I was so proud, to be chosen from hundreds of thousands of others, to be an explorer, to be among the first of my people to enter another solar system. Can you imagine it, another sun, other worlds?"

“I think I can… and I think I can guess what you found when you got to your destination," the human replied sadly. All that way, risking everything just to be the first. However, Daniel's math was pretty good, a requirement of being a pilot.

“A solar system, filled with my own people. Everything to discover had already been discovered and we… we were just curiosities. Anachronisms. People out of time, heroes to some. Most of my colleagues went home and have not left it. A few are studying, scientists trying to catch up on centuries of science that passed them by while they slept. Me? I wanted to see something of the universe. I don't have any real skills, everything I knew is so obsolete there is nothing I could really do. However, my government approached me, they figured why not add another PR angle to what was already a giant PR stunt. A hero, going off to finally 'complete his mission'." Michael had a slightly pained look on his face and grimaced as he said the last part.

“Wow, that… sounds kinda stupid…"

“Try living it," laughed the equine and then he looked out the small window in the ready room. “I used to sit in the meadows of home, looking up at those stars and wondering… what was out there? Well, now I get to see it with my own eyes. Meet strange aliens and… do things my younger self would have sold his hooves to do. Fly in ships the size of cities, forge a new life on a colony made up of so many alien species. Maybe this wasn't the mission I thought I was signing on for, but it'll fucking do instead."

Daniel stood there mutely as the equine finished his little speech, “that sounds less stupid." He muttered and a small smile came to his face, somewhere in the timid pony was the heart of a warrior. He felt sympathy for those who might underestimate the young man.

“I like to think so. Now, can you tell me what this squishy square thing is?" Michael asked as he held up a small square of quiche.

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Two weeks of long days, two weeks of constant traffic. Thousands and thousands of aliens of every species all loaded up and stuffed into cryopods. Supplies, equipment all loaded up and ready to transport. Engine checks that had lasted days and then the big moment when Excalibur had disengaged from the dock and headed out to space. Whole armadas of ships from every race had escorted her to the jump point, silent fireworks bursting in space as billions of intelligent beings had watched the colony ship setting forth.

The bridge had been crowded and Daniel had especially hated the journalist Sian Jackson, not because of anything she said, just because she had kept a camera on him at all times. There was nothing worse than having to smile constantly for about two hours, while at the same time trying to manoeuvre a vessel the size of Excalibur away from the spacedock.

Entering hyperspace had been a great relief. The cameras had been switched off and the crowd had slowly filtered away, most off to their cryopods for the journey. Just the crew remained. It was kinda weird to think how many silent people there were lining every hallway. Daniel had worked on ships that transported passengers before, but because of the sheer number of colonists any space that could be spared had been stuffed full of cryopods.

Walking from his quarters to the bridge, or the mess hall was a new lesson in unease. Thousands of frozen faces stared at him as he walked passed. On more than one occasion he had felt the creepy sense that he was being watched, even though he knew that those eyes were seeing nothing. So Daniel had not wandered, none of the crew had. If you had a job to do, you got there by as short a route as possible, did it and returned to one of the social areas. The human noticed almost nobody wanted to go anywhere alone.

Weeks past slowly, and for Daniel, there was little to do. He did a shift on the bridge every day, but hyperspace was all autopilot, all he really did was keep his chair warm and talk to his crewmates. The latter part of that was worthwhile, it made things a little easier to talk and laugh. He visited the captain a couple of times, in his quarters, and that definitely helped time fly.

After a month in hyper, the journey was almost over and Daniel was grateful and in high spirits as he started his shift. The journey would take another week, however, a ship with Excalibur's bulk took a long time to slow down from hyperspace. An entire week of just breaking, however starting the process was the first piloting he had actually had to do in a month.

Blake was on the bridge when the human arrived. The lion gave him a wink and gestured to the pilot's station. “Helmsman Adams, take your position." The human blushed a little, the captain had said something very similar the evening before, only the position had been far different and much more fun.

“Yes, Sir!" He replied, and gave a salute and a wink, much like he had done the night before.

“Just another week and we can finally start…" the lion stopped as the elevator to the bridge opened. Out of it stepped Jarvis, soon to be governor of the unity colony. He was accompanied by Amy Pakks, the human woman and his deputy. “Ah Jarvis, Amy. Come to watch the start to the deceleration? I'm afraid it will be nothing compared to the spectacle of us jumping to hyperspace."

“Indeed, but, honestly, there isn't exactly much to do while we wait to get properly started on making Unity a success. So we thought we would come along to watch," the equine replied as the two took station either side of the captain's chair.

Daniel felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up as the three stared at him. He wondered what they were expecting to see, all he would do is hit a few buttons and the ship would start to slow. There would be the smallest bump and that would be it. It would take another week to actually drop out of hyperspace and finally, their new home would be there to see. However, he knew better than to say anything about it. “It's time, Sir."

“Very well, at your leisure Helmsman," the lion growled the order softly and leaned forward in his chair expectantly.

“Aye, Sir," Daniel replied smartly, wanting to at least put on a show for those watching. Then he reached out and punched in the sequence to start the deceleration. The ship bumped softly and he watched as very slowly the ship's speed began to drop.

Blake glanced up at Jarvis, “I'm afraid that's all there is to see, until next week when…"

He never got to finish as the bridge shook violently, the lion was almost thrown from his chair. “What the fuck was that!?" He bellowed with the anger of a man who expected one hell of a good answer.

“An explosion, deck ten. A damage control team is on their way," replied one of the bridge officers, a young lapine male name Chell.

“Damage report," snarled the feline.

“It will take some time to assess damage, Sir. Or establish a cause," Chell was trembling a little as the feline glowered at him. However, there was no way to speed up time and give his captain the response he wanted.

A soft beeping drew Daniel's attention away from the exchange, “Sir… we have a slight problem. We are picking up speed."

“Well slow us back down then, Helmsman," growled the annoyed feline.

“Trying Sir, helm is not responding." The human replied trying not to sound panicked.

“Damn it, where are my damage control teams!" Roared the lion.

“Getting a report in now," Chell replied, the relief evident in his voice. However, it was cut off by a sharp intake of breath. “Initial reports, damage to connections between bridge and engineering, they are trying to reroute controls through secondaries. Tony reports traces of explosives found… it was sabotage Sir!"

“Sabotage?!" Blake leapt to his feet and was over staring at Chell's console in a second as the ship trembled again.

“More explosions, aft deck… Sir that is where the secondary control systems are located!" Chell gasped as he read out the auto report. “Damage control teams responding."

“Sir… we have a problem Sir," Daniel shouted out as he watched the readouts in front of him. His fingers kept hitting the same controls and they refused to respond. “We are still accelerating Sir, we are already at top speed and the engines are pushing harder." The human gulped as he felt the ship shudder again, this time it wasn't an explosion and he knew it. The ship was being pushed beyond anything it was supposed to be and the Excalibur was letting him know it would not put up with this forever.

Blake smashed his comm on, “Tony, I need someone to cut the damn engines."

“It's not that easy, Sir," Shouted a voice back over the comm system. “Whoever did this knew what they were doing. They've cut all control systems and the reactors are locked on, not just on on overload. The ship's pumping everything it has into the engines to try and vent the excess energy."

“Well bloody well turn the reactors off them," roared the lion.

“One does not simply turn off a fission reactor belting out power at over one-hundred percent of maximum, not unless one really, really wants to fucking explode," snarled the canine back at him. “Look I need time to sort this out, I got crews working as fast as they can. If we can get control in the next five minutes, we should be able to pull an emergency stop."

“And if you can't?"

“Then technically the ship will stop, after it turns into a giant fireball," shouted the canine.

Daniel gulped and looked down at his readouts. He could feel the ship shuddering, his fingers danced over the consoles as he tried to do everything he could think of to bleed power out of the engines. All the while he could feel the ship start to shudder. His eyes glanced at the astro charts. They had already passed their destination and were now accelerating out into unexplored space. Each second that past they went millions of miles further out, into the unknown.

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