Chapter 1: The Companion

The little olive-skinned creature was waiting for him when he entered the room. His petite form was clothed in nothing more than a white robe that tied at the front.

"Do you know why you're here, little one?" the human asked, towering over the smaller figure sitting on the bed.

"I'm… to be your companion," the Greytrexian whispered, his voice trembling slightly.

"Yes," the Lord Dictator purred, kneeling on the bed and reaching out a hand to stroke the other man's olive skin. "Your planet now belongs to Earth, and you, my little one, belong to me. But I am a patient master. Do as I command, and I will shower you with riches."

"I just… I just want to go home," the alien said, his chest heaving as he struggled to hold in a sob.

"You are home, my pretty," the human insisted, sealing his lips against the other man's own. One of his hands held the Greytrexian's waist, while the other trailed over his arm, enjoying the feel of his smooth green skin.

Pulling back, the Lord Dictator loosened the cloth belt around the pudgy alien's middle, even as his fingers slipped the robe open to reveal his adorable little body. "I'm going to enjoy getting to know you, my pretty little companion."

"I've never… been with someone your size before," the alien admitted, his face flushing pink.

"I'll be gentle," the human promised. He leaned forward, but froze when there was a knock on his chamber door.

"Daddy?"

"Avocado," Jack hissed, pushing at his husband's chest.

"Cock-blocked by my own kid," John grumbled, pulling the sheets over his raging hard-on, even as Jack tied the front of his robe tightly, and made his way to the door.

"What's wrong, sweetie?" the Greytrexian asked, smiling patiently down at the little boy in the doorway.

"I had a bad dream. Can I sleep with you guys tonight?" Gary asked, rubbing the tears from his blue eyes.

John gave a groan of annoyance, causing Jack to shoot him a fierce look over his shoulder. The larger man had the decency to look ashamed as his initial reaction. "Sure, Gary. But let's go get a drink of water first. Your father needs time to compose himself," the Greytrexian said, leading their son down to the kitchen.

"A cold shower is what I'm going to need," John grumbled, trudging down the hall to just that.

"All tucked in. Your father and I will make sure that nothing can harm you," Jack said, pressing a kiss to his son's forehead.

"Why are you all wet, daddy?" the little boy asked, his eyes darting to the doorway.

"I, uh, had a shower," John admitted, toweling his hair dry. When he reached the bed, he slid in on Gary's other side, leaving the boy snuggled between them.

"Goodnight, Gary. Goodnight, John," Jack said, turning off the light on his side of the bed.

"Goodnight, daddies!"

"Goodnight, Gary… Jack. Love you both."

"Love you too, John."

"I love you both sooooo much! Like a lots! Like bunches and bunches…"

"Okay, Gary. Thank you. Time for bed now."