Kidnapping is Always an Option - 30. Chapter 30

Dear Jackoff the Second,

I'm not ashamed to admit that I, like everyone else, had been waiting anxiously for our little troubles to be born [1]. I was also eager to name one of them, but the point would have been moot until they arrived [2]! When the day finally came and all was said and done, my concerns became a source of amusement to my Serahl [3]. The fact that I ended up "checking-out" for a moment towards the end...I don't think they'll ever let me live it down. Regardless, our beloved babies have arrived and are held dearly to our chests...literally. The grouchy Kaynen obstetrician told us that the babies would benefit for some "kangaroo care" which went something along the lines of skin-to-skin contact for many hours which, to us, meant never putting the kits down...at least, not until Nix's MedBay is done. Adrian, being the one with the widest chest and biggest hands held both our girls. Poor little Miles had been the worst off, but all he needed was a little MedBay time and Mycha hasn't let go of him since.

The happiest dad in the universe,

Rios

[1]- 'Can't wait for the little troubles to be born.' by reader booklove

[2]- 'Naming babies, much fun, but they have to be BORN! first.' by reader mogwhy

[3]- 'I just know the birth chapter is going to be hilarious!' by reader LadyDe

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"Are you seriously holding the baby with one hand and writing in your journal with the other?" Mycha teased as he gently cradled and rocked baby Miles against his chest.

"It's how I deal with trauma and big events in my life, ok?" Rios huffed as he set the pen down.

"Well, he was the only one who fainted..." Caspin chimed as he neared them, baby Chase squirming against him.

"I was worried sick the whole time!" The Alano hissed before downright whimpering. "Everyone keeps bringing it up like I had any control at all to my body's reactions..."

"That's enough, guys, if he's too agitated it'll affect baby Faustir," Adrian warned as he continued to hold Naia and Anisa to him effortlessly.

"Yeah, what Ade said," Phenner added, holding tiny Phaedryn and gently stroking his back with his fingers. The rabbit smiled at the others. "I really love this. Constant baby cuddles and all the yummy menfolk shirtless with cute-cute kits snuggled up to them." Phen winked at Mycha. "When the littles can have some time on their own, I'm going to be super-duper frisky."

Mycha's large ears flicked downward as his tail stood straight up in an eager shiver. "Can't wait," he whispered.

"Nix's Medbay unit seems to be doing fine. I think it's almost done healing him," Loxias commented as he joined the group.

Adrian handed one of his girls to a fidgeting Sifta who was nearby, already with a burp rag over his shoulder. Sifta cooed at Anisa, who was still in the form of a tiny black and white cabbit kit. He stroked between her ears with one gentle fingertip.

"Feeding time," the hazel-eyed Vulpan pointed out, looking both nervous and excited. He adored the babies, especially helping to care for them, but the little creatures were tiny, and Sifta was terrified of doing something wrong and hurting them.

He was most comfortable with little Anisa. Sifta said she looked most sturdy, even though she was itty-bitty. Caspin ducked into the kitchen and returned to distribute bottles, a special one for Anisa. Babies were untucked from carriers and the sweet little noises of babies eating mixed with the loving whispers of the men feeding them. The wings of the kits that had them unfolded as they ate and pumped the air languidly. It made positioning during feeding time a unique challenge.

"Phaedryn's almost dooooone," Phen taunted. "He'd going to get to do the butt-butt dance of victory."

"Whatever!" Caspin responded. "Chase is the chowtime champ!"

"Not if Faustir gets there first!" Falorios taunted, joining in.

Mycha was ultra careful with his bottle and kit. Miles had trouble breathing not that long ago, after all. A set of tiny white antennae had unfurled along with the albino luna moth wings. The kit had white cat ears and a white tail, but his hair was as pitch black as Nix's. As the Murisian held the bottle to the baby's mouth, little slivers of violet eyes opened.

"You have to eat well so that your mom and daddies don't worry, little one," Mycha urged.

"Done!" Sifta announced with a whispered shout, making Phenner, Caspin, and Rios groan. Sifta put the bottle down and held Anisa with one hand carefully under her bottom, the kit's fluffy black tail sticking out above his palm. "Now, the butt-butt dance of victory and burps."

Sifta gently patted between little Anisa's shoulder blades with one finger and wiggled her floofy bottom back and forth while humming a taunting tune that ended with a final wiggle and a burp that sounded much too large to come from such a tiny body.

"And to the potty pad with you, Miss Anisa," Sifta cooed. "Such a good girl, always making your pee-pees and poo-poos at expected times, so we don't have to figure out how to put a diaper on you."

Sifta blushed scarlet when he realized everyone was looking at him, whisking baby Anisa off to do her business.

Caspin's ear shot up at the sound of the Medbay chime. "It's done! Nix's Medbay!"

Falorios was the first to rush to the unit, baby and all. In no time at all, everyone made a semi-circle around Nix's prone form. The Alano reached out to gently scratch behind one of the Civek's ears. "How are you feeling, Serai?" He asked softly. "You have quite a few new visitors to see."

"Feel pretty good, like I can see my feet again," Nix smiled, then frowned. He nipped at his lower lip nervously. "Miles? Is he…" Nix trailed off as though unable to finish the question.

Mycha rushed forward and held the drowsy baby towards Nix. "He's fine. He gets all drowsy after eating, but he's breathing just fine," he announced as he handed him over. The violet-eyed kit yawned and flicked one of his tiny white cat ears as he peered at Nix through tiny slits.

"Kit-kit, you gave us a scare," Nix murmured while cuddling his little one close.

The baby yawned, letting out a little huff.

"I know, not your fault," Nix continued. "Just expect us to fuss over you until you're thirty."

Miles smacked his lips together and promptly fell asleep. Nix kissed the top of the kit's head and handed him back to Mycha.

"How's the rest of the gang?" Nix asked, trying not to sound as anxious as he felt. Six kits, all born small, all early. How could he expect not to lose one? Even knowing the MedBay could take care of almost anything, the Civek's chest felt tight with worry.

Where Nix had grown up, only the large hospitals could afford a MedBay. For Civek breeders, having a litter larger than four generally meant losing at least one or two, sometimes more. There were more often complications with the breeder, as well. The female mothers were less prone to unexpected internal bleeding, tearing, and a myriad of other potentially fatal problems.

So, even though he could count the kits snuggled up to their daddies, Nix couldn't quite believe it that all of them were well.

One by one, the men went up to the Civek, showing off their tiny charges. Caspin was last, with tiny Chase. The little one was startled awake, having fallen asleep against the Vulpan. He began to cry and gasp as he changed hands. But, when Nix began to rock him, he immediately settled down. A pair of heterochromatic eyes peered up at the Civek, one golden brown and the other green-yellow.

"Oh," Nix said, blinking up at Caspin and sucking in a breath. "He has one of my eyes." Nix looked back down at the little one. "Hey, cutie-pie," the Civek whispered. "You're gonna see big things with those eyes." He tickled the tip of Chase's big toe. "These footsies gonna take you places. But me and your daddies are always gonna be right there looking out for you." Nix smiled sweetly and nuzzled Chase's soft hair. "And anybody who thinks about hurting you and your sisters and brothers? I rip their guts out through their nostrils and hang them from the rafters by their balls," Nix finished in the same cooing whisper.

The baby boy turned towards the Civek to snuggle closer as if reaching for his warmth. Chase fell back asleep encased in that warmth. Caspin smiled and allowed them some bonding time.

"As you can see, they're all doing great," Falorious said softly. "They're all beautiful."

"I need to design six more rooms," Adrian mused aloud. "Not that they'll be sleeping in their own rooms for a while."

"I know I've been conked out." Nix yawned. "But I'm feeling a nap coming on. Think we can all go snuggle in the nest?"

"I'm in," Falorios agreed immediately.

"We can finally use the baby slots in the big pillow of the nesting room!" Phenner commented.

"Let's all go take a nap together, then," Adrian added.

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The kits grew fast.

After three weeks, little Anisa shifted into a less furry form. Her black and white fur was exchanged for skin the color of the dark cocoa Caspin had taken to hiding from Mycha and Phenner. Her fluffy baby hair was a green so dark it was nearly black. She would tug on a lock of it just above her left ear when she was sleepy or upset.

The babies with tails; Anisa, Miles, Faustir, and Chase; were able to use normal Vulpan diapers that worked around tails. Although, Anisa hardly needed hers, even when not in her spirit form. She used the toilet pads and then a potty chair that played music when it was piddled into. Adrian had been able to find a decent deal with a supplier who could bring special diapers more suited to Phaedryn and Naia's bottoms. Rios had the unfortunate honor of discovering that their tailless progeny needed different diapers one day when Naia was two weeks old. Nix was taking a nap with Faustir, leaving Falorios to care for sweet little Naia… Who had an upset tummy and a subsequent detonation in her diaper that Rios claimed defied all natural laws by coming out of such a sweet, tiny creature.

Phenner thought this was hilarious until, an hour later, he had a similar incident with baby Phaedryn.

Chase surprised no one when he was first to crawl at three months, then walk at five months. Naia and Faustir weren't far behind Chase. Scooting around, then toddling, at four and then six months. Phaedryn, Anisa, and Miles were slower. Adrian suggested might have been because of their partially human genetics, since human babies usually don't crawl until after seven or eight months. Anisa, however, often would shift into a tiny cabbit when she wanted to get somewhere, hopping around much earlier than she could crawl. Usually, trying to catch Chase.

"Calm down, Rios," Phenner told the Alano, peering up at the highest shelf in the storage room, where baby Chase was soothing his teething pains by gnawing on the corner of a box, his brown-spotted black wings folded against his back. "If he got up there, he can probably get down." Phen smiled with pride. "He really got high up there, huh?"

"But, how?" Rios questioned with a squeak. "Did he learn how to fly already?" He fretted as he paced back and forth on the ground in case Chase fell.

Chase was a tanned baby with soft, strawberry blond hair that seemed to have black tips at the ends. For a while, the crew wondered if that meant that his hair would fall out. But, as the months continued to fly by, the hair remained. He had heterochromatic eyes, one golden brown and the other green-yellow like Nix's. Not only could he shift into the form of a black mouse with brown spots, whose ears and tail he retained in human form...but, he also had wings in both forms. The wings were reminiscent of a spotted tiger moth. The forewings were the same black hue of his mouse form with brown spots. The hindwings were a deep, coral-ish orange hue that seemed to be several shades darker than the strawberry blonde hair on top of his head. The spots on his hindwings were as black as the tips of his hair.

Those wings were seen in their full splendor as he used them to glide off the top of the shelf, nearly giving Falorios a heart attack. Chase had but one destination in mind. "Wee-am!" he cried out as he flew right into the older boy's arms and clung to him tightly. "Mine!"

Liam, along with his grandparents, Loxias and Sifta, had just barely walked through the hangar doors when the baby headed their way. The six-year-old jaguar reacted quickly so as not to drop Chase. "Hi, little one," he responded, using the same words his parents and grandparents used to refer to himself. Liam tagged along with either Orin and Etsu or Loxias and Sifta whenever they came to visit the crew. His seventh birthday was coming up, so he was quite proud of being able to carry the weight of any of the babies. He loved feeling like a big kid.

Rios paled. "Did he just say his second and third words?" he questioned.

Chase was one of the first of the babies to speak, and his first word had been 'mama.' The Alano had been looking forward to the day Chase referred to him as 'dada,' but he was apparently outdone by a six-year-old.

"Did you see him, Rios?" Phen squealed, bounding over to Liam and ruffling the leopard's hair. "Did you hear him?" Phenner hugged the little boy holding the baby. "Liam, Chase flew for you, for the first time! Okay, it was more of a glide, but it so counts!" The bunny leaned back, beaming down at them. "And your name was his second word, ever! And his third word was right after that! I mean, when he's a little older we're going to be having a serious discussion with him about possessiveness in fully consensual relationships. But hey, the third word was for you, too!" Phen leaned down to rub his nose against the baby's. "I'm so proud of you, little buddy!"

Liam gave his uncle Phen a big grin, feeling rather touched that little Chase was now able to call him by name. "Can I go play with Chase and the other babies?" he asked, laughing as Chase looked at the older boy very seriously and patted Liam's cheeks with his pudgy palms.

"If Sifta and Loxie say it's okay, then I don't mind," Phenner replied.

"We came to visit everyone," Sifta said when Liam turned to him with pleading eyes. "So, of course, you can." The Vulpan smiled at the happiness on Liam's face. "Do you need me to carry him? I know he can be squirmy."

Liam shook his head. "I totally got him," he insisted as he made his way over to the other babies. Chase barely moved or wiggled whenever he was held by the jaguar, so the six-year-old was able to carry him the whole way without any problems.

The young jaguar stepped carefully through the little gate into the common room, which had been thoroughly baby-proofed. Although, if Chase started doing more than gliding, they'd have more work to do. The kits were scattered around the room with the other daddies watching over them attentively. Chase folded his wings flat to his back and clung to Liam, not wanting to be put down.

"Mine!" Chase bellowed, making everyone look up.

Naia had been toddling toward Mycha's outstretched arms. The kit tottered, then thudded down onto her diaper-padded bottom. Her black-tipped tan hair was done up with a little pink bow in a tiny pigtail on the top of her head. She grinned, clapping her hands when she saw Loxias and Sifta. She loved how Lox would toss her in the air and catch her, how Sifta would sit with her, rocking her as he read to her in his gentle voice.

Caspin glanced up from where he was laying on the floor, one arm buried under the couch. The captain pulled out his arm, dragging baby Faustir from under the sofa by one leg. The baby's yellow-green eyes gleamed from his ebony-skinned face. The kit's cheeks were puffed like a chipmunk as he gazed upward innocently.

"Faustir," Caspin scolded. "Spit it out, right now."

The kit looked grumpy but did as he was told, shooting a glob of partially chewed paper into Caspin's palm.

"Yech." Cas made a face and went to throw the little present away. "Hi, guys," he said as he walked by their guests.

Anisa had immediately shifted into her cabbit form and hopped right over to flop on top of Liam's foot. The young jaguar had to carefully lower himself down to a sitting position so that he wouldn't drop Chase, who refused to let go of him.

"Hey, Anisa," he greeted as he petted her fluffy little head.

Her eyes were a gold hue in both forms. The tip of her nose and her inner ears were the same dark-brown hue of her skin. When in human form, the girl had straight, dark-green hair. But, she clearly enjoyed being in her spirit form more, especially when her daddies Phen, Cas, and Mycha accompanied her in their own spirit forms.

"Want me to shift into my spirit form?" Liam offered only for Chase to hug him harder and make a noise of displeasure. "Doesn't have to be right away," he added as he gently scratched behind Chase's round, mouse ears.

"Whoa!" Adrian gasped as he leaped just in time to catch Miles as he rolled off the couch. He had the largest wings of his siblings, those of a white luna moth. But he was slow in learning how to walk or use them. They didn't even know if he had a spirit form or not since his development was slower than the others.

Miles took one good look at his dad Adrian's scraped elbow with his big violet eyes and began to cry in empathy, waving his bronze arms about.

"It's ok, daddy's ok," Ade soothed as he rocked the dark-haired cherub.

Miles sniffled and took in shuddering gasps of air as he began to calm down. The sniffling died down even further when Adrian began to stroke the white kitten ears on top of his head.

Phaedryn crawled his way to Loxias, who didn't hesitate in picking him up. The baby gave him a toothless grin and kicked his little, tanned legs as the red-spotted purple butterfly wings fluttered behind him. He had unique Vulpan eyes, much like his uncle Etsu's. They were a vertical gradient of yellow on top blending into green on the bottom. His hair was dark at the roots like Nix, but with green streaks and tips instead of red.

Naia was back on her feet and was resolutely wobbling towards Sifta. The Vulpan held out his hands.

"Come on, Nai Nai. You can do it," he encouraged softly, crouching down.

Naia took the last handful of steps at a lurching sprint, toppling into Sifta's arms. She burbled happily as the Vulpan lifted her, cuddling the kit close. Naia's babble continued, as though telling Sifta about everything exciting that had happened since she'd seen him last. Sifta smiled and nuzzled her cheek.

"Ah, how do babies smell like love?" Sifta murmured, looking at his mate.

Loxias paused in his gentle swinging of Phaedryn to give his mate a smile. "Because they are meant to be loved," he responded. "And we can adopt children of our own whenever you wish."

Sifta looked down at Naia with a cross between pain and longing in his eyes. The kit didn't help him with his inner struggle by resting her cheek on his shoulder with a contented sigh, her pudgy little fingers playing with the fabric of his sleeve.

"I…You don't think it's too soon?" Sifta asked, his eyes all for the little bundle in his arms. "We haven't been mated a full year, yet. And I don't know anything about being a father."

"I can teach you anything you'd wish to know," Loxias pointed out. "I would love nothing more than to raise children with you."

"Even throwbacks?" Sifta asked with uncertainty, though they'd had the conversation before.

"Especially throwbacks," the Kaynen responded firmly.

Sifta looked down at little Naia, his eyes suspiciously shiny. "Let's talk about it later. Is that okay? I haven't even done any research about adoption."

"Oh? I've done plenty. Just say the word, and we'll head out to one of the nearest three orphanages," Lox admitted.

Sifta's eyes widened, looking overwhelmed but very interested. Phenner bounced into his view, the rabbit's long ears bouncing with him.

"You're gonna have a baby!" Phen squealed happily. "Liam will have an uncle or aunt!"

Naia grinned at the big bunny and began bouncing along in Sifta's arms.

"But, I have so many already!" Liam countered as he looked around at all the men that were his uncles.

"That's right!" Phenner said, delighted. "Big nephew, Liam! I love it!"

As Nix made his way to the common room to join his Serraglio and kittens, he paused to take in the sight. His Serahl, his mates, all caring for their children...and their close friends Loxie and Sifta. Even the sight of the growing Liam made a strange little ache swell inside his heart. He recognized the pain as a mixture of grief for the life he'd had to live through, one that he never wanted any of his precious people to suffer. But, beyond that ache of grief was the overwhelming sensation of contentment. It settled in him like being wrapped in a warm blanket on a cold night.

He never allowed himself to feel such joy; he was always fearful of it for what it could rip away from him. But, mere moments earlier, he had talked to his close friends and their family. He had never trusted anyone other than himself, and presently, he not only trusted his Serraglio but also their shared friends. Pedro had indeed brought over his wife, Gracie, and their children. Even Jason and Daniel stuck around to acquaint themselves with the kits. Caspin had settled them all in another section of the ship, which was where Nix had just been.

"It's bath time, sweethearts!" he called out.

At the sight of their mother, all of the babies made their way over to Nix. Even Chase, who was reluctant to part from Liam, toddled his way over.

"Mama!" Chase squealed joyfully, having reached the Civek first.

"Can I help?" Liam offered. Soon, there was a flurry of motion as Loxias, Sifta, Liam, Phenner, Mycha, and Rios helped gather the babies up and headed over to the ship's newest bathroom, which was modified to accommodate the babies.

Adrian wrapped his arm around Caspin's shoulders. "I think they're more than covered tonight," he commented. "I think we should go ahead and lock down." Due to their dire experiences in the past, the crew had decided to add more security to the ship, including monitoring equipment that kept track of any living being that wasn't already recognized by the system. They weren't taking any chances.

Caspin agreed. As they walked past Loxias, Cas told him, "We're getting everything buttoned up for the night. Just put in the security code before you open the lock to keep the alarms from going off in a screaming hissy fit."

They'd all decided Loxias, Sifta, Orin, and Etsu should have security clearance on the ship. In an emergency, the Zanders being able to move freely in and out of the ship could only be a good thing. They were trusted. They were family.

"We'll be fine," Loxias insisted as he adjusted his hold on Phaedryn and the baby snuggled closer. "More than fine."

When the Vulpan and the human finished their security rounds, Adrian motioned for the captain to follow him into their shared room. As the babies grew too big for the "nesting pillow" room, they had made a room just for them, with cribs on one end and small beds on the other for when they were big enough. The cribs were designed by the creators of the Medbay, so they automatically rocked the babies if they sensed nightmares and only alerted the dads, in tandem, when it was diaper dilemmas or hunger. The system allowed the men to rest wherever they wished on the ship, be it the adjoining rooms, their own chambers, or anywhere else.

Adrian convinced Caspin to have a private bath time of their own. Soon, the two of them were sitting in their own private tub. The dark-haired human began to gently rub Caspin's back. "Lately, the babies have been sleeping all through the night," he mused aloud.

"Ugh, yes. Finally," Caspin said, relaxing under his love's touch. "I hardly know what to do with myself getting a full night's sleep." He looked back over his shoulder, smiling as something soft and warm filled his emerald eyes. "Did you ever imagine things ending up like this when you woke up in my MedBay with a crazy alien fangirling all over you?" The Vulpan gave a short giggle.

"I would never have imagined waking up in a Medbay in the first place," Adrian pointed out. "And, if I remember correctly, you were far from a crazy alien...you were a sexy, youth-faced doctor in my perception."

"Awww." Caspin turned, pressing a kiss to Adrian's cheek. "Even so soon after my nefarious kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome had already set in."

"You can't kidnap the willing, Cas," the human countered. "I was the one who asked to come with you, remember? You gave me a choice. Granted, it was quite the irresistible choice..."

Caspin grinned, but it faded, and the Vulpan looked down with uncertainty. "Don't you miss your home, your people, your family?"

Adrian shook his head. "My mother passed away during childbirth," he confessed for the first time. "I find it hard to talk about it because every time I asked anything about my mom, my dad would get this sad look in his eyes. I hated making him upset, even though I wasn't the direct cause of it, so I just stopped asking unless he was the one to bring it up.

"He was my biggest supporter when it came to soccer," the human continued. "He was like my second coach through middle school, and he couldn't have been any prouder when I landed my scholarship after high school. But he was diagnosed with colon cancer while I was away at college and he didn't tell me how bad it got until the next thing I knew, I had to arrange for his funeral…

"I wasn't kidding when I said that you gave me a new home." Periwinkle eyes brimmed with tears as he entrusted Caspin with the events of the years before the Vulpan had ever even seen him play. "If it wasn't for my cousin, Zane, I don't think I'd have been able to get it all done," he explained. "We had never really been close since my dad and uncle didn't really get along...the two of them clashed on many issues, racism, homophobia, politics… My uncle wasn't the greatest guy."

"But Zane and I got along whenever we visited," Adrian admitted. "I was so messed up emotionally during that time that I briefly wondered why someone who I barely spent time with growing up would go through so much trouble to help me with my dad's funeral. I guess I felt a bit paranoid. He didn't mind, though. He said in spite of the short visits that were far and few in-between, he really cared for us and I was still his favorite cousin.

"I threw myself into soccer in dad's name, and Zane went on to become an Olympic gymnast, so we haven't really seen each other since," Adrian concluded. "A part of me that was still grieving my old man's death didn't want to see a living reminder of the fact that we buried my dad six feet under. So, if there's anyone that I miss and would like to see again, it'd be him, my cousin Zane. Maybe one day we can visit him and we can show him our kids. Otherwise, I've said it before, and I'll say it again, you are my home, Cas. You, our Serraglio, our children, and our friends. I'm happy. Happier than I've ever been."

Caspin burst into tears, throwing himself into his human's arms and nearly drowning them both in the tub. They came up sputtering and laughing, Cas still hanging from Adrian's neck like a monkey. They blinked water out of their eyes, and as soon as the Vulpan could see enough to find Ade's lips, Cas pressed their mouths together desperately.

The taller man eagerly responded, wrapping his arms around the Vulpan and tugging Caspin flush against him. The sadness Adrian had felt when bringing up his past seeped away from him in the face of the fox's love. If he had the chance to go back in time, Ade would have still made the same choices. Though they had lived through quite a few chaotic events, they emerged stronger and more united than ever.

One of Adrian's hands raked along the sensitive areas of Caspin's tail as they deepened their kisses. A moment later, he lifted the Vulpan by the thighs and pinned him against the wall of the large tub to grind against him. He kissed his mate with the intention of laying claim to every inch of his mouth.

Caspin cried out his mate's name, wrapping his legs around the big human. The fox whimpered and writhed, rubbing as much of himself as he could against his lover. Cas delighted in the muscles covering Adrian, pressing himself against the human's delightfully cut chest and stomach, fingers dragging along arms and shoulders.

"Ah, Ade!" the Vulpan gasped out, pleasure tingling across his flesh everywhere skin met skin.

"Cas," the human responded headily as he gave one of the Vulpan's ears a sharp bite. With some quick maneuvering, it wasn't difficult for him to slide right into his mate in a sharp thrust. Their activities had only slowed down with the arrival of the babies, but never truly stopped. The entire crew found creative ways to sneak off and bond with one another in shifts.

Most of the time, they had to be fast and focused. But, Adrian had different plans for the insatiable fox in his arms. He kept the Vulpan firmly pinned against the wall. Since he was tall, it wasn't very difficult to keep him there with his lower body alone. His hands were free to do as they pleased, and they slid all over the petite man's torso. Fingers slid across nipples, nails scratched sensitive areas, and warm lips kissed and marked the very paths they chased after.

Caspin cupped Adrian's face in his hands, utterly trusting that his mate would never let him fall, adoring his human's strength and care. Cas drew Adrian's face close, rubbing their cheeks together in a motion that had become familiar to the human as an expression of love and affection from his Vulpan. Caspin whimpered against Adrian's lips, his breath coming faster as Ade's thick length settled inside him. Cas was still somewhat slick inside, enough that the big man could enter him comfortably while still allowing Caspin to feel just enough friction deep inside him to make his toes curl and his heart thump.

The tall man leaned down to suck one of Caspin's buds into his mouth, departing from it after a gentle tug of his teeth. "The next time we have free time like this, I'm going to massage you from head to toe with the intention of touching every inch of your body," he practically purred as he kissed his way back up to the Vulpan's ear. "While you're all tied up and blind-folded, aching for me to help you seek release."

"Please," Caspin begged breathlessly. "Touch me everywhere. Do everything to me."

A cry fell from his lips as teeth found the base of his tall, sensitive ears and bit down. The Vulpan's cock jerked. The cool slickness of precum smeared against the ridges of Adrian's stomach as Caspin writhed, rubbing his length against his human's warm body.

Adrian reached down to pinch one of Caspin's butt cheeks. "Or would you rather be tied to the bed posts while I kissed and licked everywhere but where you want it the most?" he continued. "Your favorite toy would become more of an ache from over-stimulation…"

"F-favorite toy?" Caspin stammered, Adrian's voice weaving a spell around him with that warm, deep voice and strong, clever hands.

"Yes," Adrian rumbled. "And then I would slide inside you," he said as he gave a short upward thrust. "Feeling you constrict around me as you made a mess of yourself."

"Make a mess of me," Cas begged, his head falling back as he clung to Adrian's broad shoulders. "Anything you want, anything you do, I love it. All of it. I swear you couldn't touch me at all and make me come by whispering wonderful, wicked things in my ear."

Caspin's words ended in a cry as Adrian's quick teasing thrusts ended with the human slamming inside Cas and staying there, grinding deep. Just as the Vulpan thought he might implode, Adrian withdrew, returning to his shallow, teasing thrusts.

"I love you, you know?" Adrian responded. "I love how responsive you are, how deviant you are...how strong and kind you are." He gave the Vulpan's shoulder a gentle bite. "I will never tire of seeing your reactions and of hearing and downright feeling your arousal…"

"Love you," Caspin said, feeling the truth of the words thrum through him, making his eyes sting with emotion. "So much. So kind, sweet, smart, but wicked when I need it. Strong enough to hold me up or hold me down. Caring and wise enough to know which I need. Don't know what I did in my last life to deserve you. Must have heroically saved a herd of orphans and puppies."

"Caspin, my love," Adrian pointed out with a growing grin. "You heroically saved a herd of orphans and kittens in this lifetime itself. You've sheltered us all, risked your life to ensure the Maivit mafia didn't come after us again, and now we're raising kittens together. If that's not heroic, I don't know what else is."

"Mmm, maybe," Caspin said with a shake of his head. "But it wasn't some great sacrifice. Look at everything that I've gotten out of it. And I did those things because I wanted to because I could. And except for when I stole you, hardly saintly behavior, I wasn't alone. You were with me, and then the others. All I did was happen to have a big ship that I could make bigger and enough credits to throw around to do what we needed. I'm no hero. I'm a selfish brat." He grinned up at Adrian's beloved face. "Maybe you should spank me."

Without any hesitation, Adrian lifted them both out of the tub to do just that. As his large hand came down on one of the Vulpan's wet butt cheeks, the sound was amplified. He did the same with the other as he continued to walk them towards a drying tube. In the process, he slid out of Caspin, but as they made their way to the bed, he didn't feel remorseful in the slightest.

"How do you want us to continue, Cas?" He asked softly. "Should I lay you across my lap and continue spanking you until your cheeks are a rosy pink all over and sting?"

A noise that was halfway between a giggle and a moan came from the Vulpan as warm air rushed over them, blowing his hair every which way and poofing his black-tipped tail. Adrian's large hand smoothed the ruffled fur as he whisked them to the bed, lifting Cas up and dropping him onto the mattress. Caspin bounced with a little surprised squeak, then laughed in delight. He got on all fours, his tail swaying in the air like a flag as Cas looked up with mischief dancing in his emerald eyes.

"Hmm, I'm very naughty," the Vulpan told him, voice low and purring. "I might reach back and try to smack your hands away. "Maybe you'd better tie my wrists." A delighted shudder rolled through him. "And hold me down so I can't get away. Ooo, unless you want to feel me squirming around, rubbing against you."

"Both," Adrian replied, nodding his head. "Definitely both." He sat on the middle of the bed with his legs laid straight as he tugged the Vulpan where he needed him to be. With one hand, he held Caspin's wrists down as he draped him over his lap. He used his other hand to give the tempting backside a swat.

"Ah!" Cas gasped, jerking half-heartedly against his mate's hold. He arched his back, swaying his ass temptingly as his tail draped across his back, a velvet weight against his heated skin. "I'm not feeling repentant at all for my wicked ways," the Vulpan taunted.

Adrian's hand came down sharper. "Such a bad fox," he said as he alternated between slaps and caresses. "We're going to have to put a stop to this naughtiness." He added as he pulled one of Caspin's toys from the nightstand and pressed it against the Vulpan's pucker.

"Please, yes!" Caspin's legs opened wider, a shiver running through him. "I want to be good for you. So good." It wasn't clear if his last statement was a reaffirmation of the one before it or an exclamation of pleasure.

The human turned the toy on as he began to wiggle it inside. As he slid it in, he angled it towards the Vulpan's prostate and held it there. "Such a wanton Vulpan…" he whispered.

Cas could only nod, unable to form more than incoherent cries as his body writhed, unable to decipher if the sensations wracking him were too intense to take or something he never wanted to stop.

Adrian lowered the setting, pulling the toy in and out, keeping away from further stimulation. "How does it feel?" he asked as he carefully lifted his leg so that his thigh could rub along the fox's erection since his other hand was still occupied holding down Caspin's wrists. "What do you want? What do you need?"

Caspin keened softly, arching back and forth, uncertain which stimulation he wanted more of. He rutted mindlessly against Adrian's warm skin as the toy filling him skirted where he wanted it most, teasing until he found his voice.

"Make me come, please! Then fuck me while I'm still so sensitive I'm not sure I can take it. But don't-don't stop." A rough moan tore from Caspin's throat, and it took him a moment to continue. "Fuck me until I come again. Do it how you want it. Use my body in the way that will make you get the most pleasure. I want it. Fuck, I want it so bad."

Adrian's shaft became rock hard beneath Caspin, but he fought hard to focus on his intentions. He first raised the setting on the toy again and angled it right back against the Vulpan's prostate while doing his best to rub Cas's shaft with his thigh. He then carefully flipped Caspin onto his back, still holding those wrists above his head, as he began to grind against him.

Cas became frantic. Adrian was so much bigger, so much stronger. The human could keep his wrists pinned with one hand, the other beneath them to twist and prod the wildly buzzing object within him, all while rubbing their lengths together with a precum-slicked friction that sent white sparks across his vision as the pleasure ratcheted up inside him. It felt like he was a cup being filled with warmth, a heat that spiraled through him. Close, so close to overflowing the cup and drowning in it.

The human left the toy in place and shifted so he could drape his body over Caspin's. His mouth found the petite man's lips and his tongue dove inside to seek its twin. The hand that was freed trailed down the side of the Vulpan's body until it latched onto the waist and held it in place.

The toy pressed hard into Caspin's prostate and stayed there, relentless, as the little Vulpan's cries were lost in Adrian's mouth. Cas could feel his mate's body all around him, covering him, pressing him into the mattress beneath them. Caspin couldn't help struggling, but he didn't move more than a wiggle and the kicking of his bare feet against the blankets.

It was enough, more than enough, and his pleasure roared over him, turning his moans into screams.

Adrian pulled away just as he saw one of the final spurts eject from the Vulpan's member. He reached down to steadily tug the toy out. The ravenet moved quickly. He sought out a lubrication tablet and slid it inside the fox's twitching entrance and chased it the rest of the way inside with his own hot flesh.

"Fuck," Caspin shouted. "Fuck!"

The Vulpan's body bucked, trying to escape sensations that were too much, too soon. Adrian might have worried he was hurting his petite mate, but they'd played this game before. Cas loved every moment of the painful pleasure.

Regardless, Adrian held himself still, lodged deep inside his mate as he drew him into languid kisses. The urge to buck away into the Vulpan's depths wasn't easily controlled, but he made sure not to move around too much while Caspin recovered beneath him. His hands continued to glide all over the captain's skin.

The refractory period for a Vulpan was much faster than a human's. Not a full two minutes passed before Caspin began to take control of the kissing, all but swallowing Adrian's tongue into his mouth. He felt Ade's hand come down against his outer thigh in a sharp slap when Cas began to squirm and tried to force the human to move.

Adrian raked his hands through Caspin's hair and gave a sharp little tug as he pulled away. In spite of the fox's insistence, the taller man drew out of him slowly and then slid back at the same pace. He kept Caspin's hips pinned down with one hand while the other hand held the Vulpan's opposite shoulder down.

Cas whined, eyelids fluttering. He was pinned like a butterfly and Adrian couldn't imagine a more lovely specimen. The human leaned forward, Cas was saying something over and over in a breathless whisper.

"Please, please, please. Ade, please, cosmos, please…"

A rolling groan fell from Adrian's lips at the plea. He reached out with one of his long arms for a pair of silicone handcuffs that he looped around the headrest of the bed and then slipped Caspin's wrists through. The cuffs hid stronger material within that tightened comfortably for a custom fit, but would not release unless a button on the outside was pressed.

With his hands completely free, Ade adjusted them both until he was able to slide a memory foam pillow beneath the captain's hips. "Now then," he mumbled aloud to himself with what little blood remained in his brain in comparison to what ran south. "Where were we?"

Adrian rolled his hips in a circular motion and grinded right down to the hilt. With a deep breath, he slid almost all the way out and then back in. After a few more thrusts in a similar manner, he then spread Caspin's legs a bit further and built up a faster rhythm.

"Fuck, yes!" Cas hissed, his head pressing back into the pillow, his sandy hair spreading like a halo.

The Vulpan pulled on the restraints, loving the thrill that came with the bondage, of being in control of such a strong, powerful man. Being desired by such a man, how Adrian looked rough and wild above him, and the surety of Caspin's safety in his human's hands made the Vulpan's heart feel full and his body thrum with excitement. Ade felt so good inside him, seeming to find all the little and big spots that shot pleasure through him.

Cas thought he could nearly come just from the stretch of his body around Adrian's thick length, the delicious friction. And Adrian gave him so much more than that. The pleasure arched through him in waves. It shimmered across his skin where Ade's hands touched him, where their bodies touched and rubbed together, and bloomed from the bliss building deep inside him with every quickening thrust.

Adrian carefully lifted both of Caspin's legs over his shoulders and shifted to brace his arms on either side of the Vulpan. The position allowed him to more easily rock into the petite man's depths. He built up to a rather fast pace, his hips snapping with every other undulation as he continued to drive himself balls deep within the fox's walls. His teeth once again bit into a large ear as he kept up that pace.

The sharp nip sent a little shock of startled pleasure through him at the same moment Adrian's tip ground forcefully against the little Vulpan's prostate, and the larger man's clenched abdomen rubbed Caspin's shaft. Adrian's name was a ragged shout from the fox's lips as bliss flooded him, sending wracking waves of pleasure through him. Caspin's toes curled, hands clenched into fists, body arched, muscles tightened as he shook with the power of his orgasm.

He felt Caspin's inner walls tremble around him, but Adrian couldn't bring himself to stop. At least, not until a moment later, when he slowed down into several deep and taut thrusts, filling his mate up. Burst after burst shot through him, his body trembling like a plucked guitar string above the Vulpan's form. He then held himself inside, panting as he took in the state of his lover's flushed face and chest. The human reached up to press the button that would release the cuffs and then tossed them aside.

Caspin's arms felt leaden as they dropped heavily to the bed. A heavy, languorous warmth filled him. The fox felt a sappy smile on his face.

"Mmm," was all Cas could seem to say. He was very proud of himself when he was able to lift a hand and pat Adrian's shoulder.

"So this is where you two snuck off to," Falorios accused as he and the rest of the Serraglio began to walk into the room.

"They're giving me some fun ideas," Nix purred into Rios's ear as he hugged him from behind.

"The kits?" Adrian wondered aloud.

"Bathed and in nap time," Mycha supplied. "Lox, Sifta, and Liam were reading to them and fell asleep with them."

"Hee hee," Phenner giggled. "I want to have fun with everyone, too!"

Adrian and Caspin looked at one another before holding out their arms in a welcoming gesture for the rest of their mates to join them. It had started with just the two of them, but their life was so much more, now. Cas remembered the loneliness, the feeling that he didn't belong anywhere. The fox's smile grew as the others clambered up onto the bed and the captain ended up in the cuddle pile.

Caspin's heart was full. His loneliness had shifted to belonging and happiness that he saw reflected in the faces of his mates. The Vulpan captain sighed happily and closed his eyes, content in the overly full bed.

Cas was home, with his family. Home was wherever they were, and he dozed off with the thought that he could have that with him wherever he went. He'd never have to feel as he did before he decided to kidnap a man from a little-known planet that he'd found by chance.

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