Location: Captain's Cabin – Eclector

Date: 25th May 1990

Time: 2142 (Ship Time)

Tori trudged into Yondu's cabin many hours later. She toed off her boots and began to remove her weapons. "That boy could talk an ear off a deaf person."

Yondu looked up from his desk and snickered, "Ya ain't wrong doll."

"Well he's had dinner, a bath, and a story so he should be sleepin' now."

Yondu blinked and Kraglin shot him a knowing look, "Told you, áirén."

Tori frowned, "Told him what Cupcake?"

"That a woman's influence would be good fer tha boy."

She snorted, "Yeah sure, I'm a great influence."

Yondu shrugged, "Ya got a bunch'a exiled Ravagers ta do somement good fer tha galaxy didn't ya?"

Tori pulled the sniper from her back and Kraglin pointed to the weapons rack behind her, she held it up and it magnetised itself next to Kraglin's many knives. She turned and shot Yondu a look, "You did it to fix your brain and to fuck the Kree over. Don't pretend it's something it ain't Blueberry."

"Well you destroyed yer life's work ta save trillions o' people. That's gotta count fer somement."

"I didn't do it to save all those people. Just three of them." She chuckled, removing the rest of her weapons, "Up until five hours ago I only did it to save two. Seems I've developed a noxious attachment to your boy there Yondu."

The Centaurian smiled smugly, "I knew ya'd like 'im."

"Yeah well." She removed her jacket to reveal a tight black t-shirt underneath that made Yondu's mouth go as dry as a damn desert. He heard Kraglin's throat click as he swallowed, even from across the room. "Pete grows on you - like a particularly annoying fungus that you just can't get rid of - it drives you crazy but if it was gone you'd actually miss it." She tossed the jacket onto the coffee table and flopped onto the couch.

Yondu swiveled in his chair to look at Kraglin lounging on the bed with a stack of job sheets.

Kraglin raised a brow, You still keen?

Yondu smirked, What do you think?

The Hraxian's mouth twitched into a leer, Wanna try that fantasy we cooked up?

Yondu's brows went up, Which one?

Kraglin tilted his head, The first one. We can do the shower one later.

The Centaurian leered, How much cum ya reckon we can fill her with?

Kraglin gave him a knowing look, Kink much?

Yondu blushed and gave a slight shrug, You started it. A short glare, Answer the damn question.

Kraglin's teeth glinted, With how fuckin' keyed up we both are -

Yondu smirk had an evil edge to it, Shit yeah.

The Hraxian slid the job sheets over to the bedside table and Yondu got up crawling across the bed to join him.

Tori eyed them both, "What are you two planning?"

"Eveythin' fun doll. Come're." He leaned closer to Kraglin and muttered, "Ya did change tha bedsheets didn't ya?"

Kraglin was all teeth, "Got Peter ta do it."

Yondu chuckled heartily.

The bed dipped under Tori's weight and she looked at the pair disapprovingly, "That poor boy is gonna end up with more mental scars than he knows what to do with." Kraglin shrugged, and Yondu scratched his brow with a thumbnail. "Any wonder that kid ain't dead yet."

"Oi! We do alright."

Tori shuffled back until she could lie over both their laps, she looked up at them. "I -," she let out a low whistle, "we actually did it."

Yondu slid a hand over her hair gently, "It ain't gon' stop 'em ya know that right?"

She sighed, "Oh I know. But at least we won't be pawns in their war - húndàns."

The Centaurian pulled off her sharpshooter goggles and lobbed them onto the couch. His fingers found her hair tie, pulling it out and unbinding the long strands. Kraglin toyed with the buttons on her leathers for a moment, before abandoning them in favour of nibbling on Yondu's neck. The older man tilted his head to give the Hraxian better access, a little whine escaping his lips.

Tori stared up at them with hungry eyes, "Far out."

Yondu's eyes slid to hers, "What?"

"You have no idea how disastrously sexy you two look together."

Kraglin's eyes, cloudy with lust, found hers and he gave her a smile that was all predator. Pulling his mouth away from worrying blue skin he made a sound low in his throat, somewhere between a chuckle and a purr, "Oh my tiánměi kě'ài de nǚhái we're gon' wreck you."

Every muscle in her lower half tensed, and she stared up at him with wide eyes, words coming out in a whispered rush, "Ohshityeah."

Yondu pushed Kraglin's t-shirt up over his head, taking the dirty grey undershirt with it. He ran his fingers through his mate's chest hair, leaning in he licked at the shell of his ear, "Anythin' I should know?" He murmured.

Kraglin leaned into him, utterly boneless, almost dislodging Tori as Yondu sucked on his earlobe. "Uh - she - she don't like bein' choked or nothin' painful 'cept spankin' an' bitin'."

"Kinks?" Yondu asked playfully as he moved to suck on Kraglin's jugular.

"Shit áirén, quit it, I - I can't think."

"Asked ya a question darlin'." He murmured, continuing his ministrations.

"Fuck! Uh - k-kinks, she likes - uh hair pullin', spankin', bitin' - uh - she goes ta pieces real purty when ya suck - fuckin' hell - when ya suck her titties an' -" he took a shuddering breath, eyes sliding to Tori's. Her face was flushed pink and she was gnawing on her lip. "She got a thing fer bellies." Yondu froze, slowly moving back to look at Kraglin. He raised a brow and the Hraxian - panting like he'd run a mile and hard as hell - shrugged.

A smirk curled across Yondu's lips and he eyed Tori who was covering her face and groaning awkwardly. "Why'd ya hafta tell 'im that?"

Kraglin shrugged again, "'Cause it's true."

"Imma just let the ground swallow me now." She muttered.

Yondu unbuckled his vest and tossed it off the side of the bed. His eyes locked with Kraglin's as he pulled off the long sleeved shirt underneath. The Hraxian eyed his strong biceps appreciatively and licked his lips. "We all got our things doll, I like ma girls thick an' ma men in charge, Kraggles here likes a nice ass an' real muscly arms." He chuckled as Kraglin's neck flushed, "I already had a fine ass when I met 'im but I noticed a while after he got tha first mate gig, that when he were lookin' at men ta pick up in tha bar he always went fer tha real stocky ones showin' off their biceps in them ridiculous shirts." He leaned back against the headboard, hands behind his head. "It were funny, should'a clued in right then 'n' there that tha stupid lil' drop in ma stomach were jealousy. All's I knew were I wanted 'im ta look at me like that." Tori stared up at him with a curious expression and Kraglin watched him with a frown. Yondu had never shared this with him, they didn't usually delve into their feelings too much. "I spent tha next three months bench-pressin' anythin' I could git ma hands on - ridiculous really - just ta get one skinny smart mouthed Hraxian ta notice me. One night I asked him ta come ta ma cabin."

Kraglin's eyes widened, "I remember this." He breathed quietly.

"I left tha bathroom door open, had ma shirt off - washing ma face like. I remember hearin' 'im walk up ta tha door an' just - stop dead."

Kraglin smiled, "Ya looked so fuckin' sexy, tha water drippin' off yer skin, light catchin' it. Yer arms were so fuckin' built an' I remember thinkin' it were a real shame I ain't ne'er noticed before." He snickered. "Were so hard I couldn't think straight."

Yondu smirked, "Looked at me like he wanted ta truss me up real nice an' just spend hours fuckin' me proper." He sighed wistfully, "Then I got old," he slapped his gut, grinning, "an' fat."

Kraglin rolled his eyes, "Dun let his fuckin' pity party fool ya. Smarmy asshole can still bench-press me."

Tori raised a brow, "Seriously?"

The Hraxian nodded, "Yeah, our Yondu's a machine in tha gym. Packs a hell o' a punch too, harder than Aya's was I reckon."

She whistled low, "That's impressive." Her fingers wandered up Yondu's leg, settling over his paunch and pinching gently, "Anythin' I should know 'bout our Yondu?" She asked cheekily with a raised eyebrow.

Kraglin smirked as Yondu shifted uncertainly under two sets of hungry eyes, "Don't put yer hands around his throat, he don't like ta be blindfolded or spanked. Other than that, ya c'n do whatever sick shit ya like ta 'im an' he'll pro'ly purr like a lil' kitten." His voice dropped a register, "Oh - an' he loves ma filthy mouth."

Tori swallowed heavily, giving him a heated glance. "Well - that makes two o' us." She slid herself into Yondu's lap, rubbing herself against the seam of his leathers, "Anythin' new I need ta know 'bout you Cupcake?"

Kraglin was staring with complete focus at the two of them. He shook his head, "Uh - huh? Oh, uh - ma right knee ain't what it used ta be, apart from that -" he shrugged.

Yondu leaned forwards and worried her ear with his teeth. "Wanna tell 'er what we's plannin' darlin' or just surprise 'er?" He reached for her shirt, pulling it over her head, leaving her in a plain black bra. Yondu hefted her tits, "Reckon we could find ya one o' them push up ones, get ya a v-cut top. Ya could zip down yer jacket when it's just us - all tha while when we's anywhere else, we know them pretty tits 'r' underneath, just beggin' ta be played wit'."

Tori's breath left her in a rush, "Shit." Looking at Kraglin she asked, "He been takin' pointers from you or what?"

Kraglin swallowed heavily, he rarely heard that gravelly purr from Yondu as he was usually the one talking. He'd forgotten how hard it made him. He shamelessly adjusted himself, his voice a low growl, "Seems like."

Yondu chuckled lowly, running his fingers through Tori's hair. It was silky and smooth, nothing like Kraglin's gelled into submission tufts.

Kraglin slipped in behind Tori, sandwiching her to Yondu's front, "He's gon' fuck ya first," he purred into her ear, "get ya all stretched out fer ma knot while ya suck me real pretty like. Then Imma knot ya while he fucks me, an' he's gon' suck on yer titties an' make ya cum fer us. We's gon' fill ya ta tha brim bǎobǎo. Then we's gon' mark ya as ours, like I always wanted to."

Tori arched explosively back into him, her head dropping onto his shoulder, mouth falling over in a wet pant. He kissed her fiercely and when he pulled back she muttered, "Holy shit Cupcake, you ain't lost that mouth o' yers."

He chuckled low and deep, eyes flicking to Yondu who was practically gnawing a hole through his lip, fingers twitching like he wanted to wreck them both.

"Áirén? Why don't ya take them leathers off. Reckon our Tori's itchin' fer ya ta fuck her real nice." He pulled her backwards, unhooking her bra gently before pulling it off and throwing it across the cabin. Yondu abandoned his buckles to attack her breasts, nipping and suckling them in a sloppy mess of saliva and enthusiasm. Tori arched forwards into his mouth greedily, whining something unintelligible. Kraglin leaned in and purred something in Hraxian into her ear that Yondu didn't catch but just knew was deliciously filthy. She reacted to whatever he said, moaning and arching further into him, hands sliding down his shoulders and to meaty hips. "Pants Yondu, 'fore she passes out from anticipation."

Reluctantly the Centaurian pulled back, gently scraping a nipple with his teeth.

"Holy fuckin' hand grenade!" Tori muttered as Kraglin undid her buttons and helped her wriggle out of her pants clumsily.

Yondu's sailed passed both their heads and seconds later he was on Tori like a hungry wolf. Her lips crashed into his enthusiastically, cutting both their lips. The Centaurian flipped her so she was facing Kraglin and dove between her legs. "Jesus fuck! Yondu." His name came out on a moan and Kraglin chuckled, undoing his own pants and tossing them into the cabin's void with the rest of their stuff.

The Hraxian positioned himself in front of Tori's mouth and she grinned up at him before running her tongue ring across her lips. Kraglin's breathing sped up as she took a long lick from tip to knot, tongue circling the muscle. She came back up sucking the tip into her mouth. The Ravager threw his head back and growled low in his throat.

Yondu came up from behind her, licking his lips and grinning. "She's got tha prettiest lil' pussy Krags."

The Hraxian caught his eyes blearily, giving a smirk, "Try fuckin' it. She flutters around ya in a way a man never fergets." Tori moaned around his dick and Kraglin lost all train of thought, throwing his head back again and latching his fingers into her hair.

Yondu kneaded her hips, leaning over and licking along her spine. She shuddered beneath him, pushing her ass into his dick and pulling back briefly from Kraglin's, "God - please Yondu - I need -" She cut herself off with a groan as Yondu pushed in.

His implant hit her spine as he gave a full bodied shudder, spitting Centaurian curses across her skin.

Kraglin smirked at the two of them, "She's tight ain't she? Always been like that. I dunno what it is but no matter how many times I knot her, stretching her 'round it, she's always so fuckin' tight. She tastes fantastic too, like them pink musk stick candies ya like so much." Yondu began to thrust and Tori whined. "What about Yondu's pretty cock Torz? Feels good don't? All them ridges draggin' against yer insides. Each one poppin' in an' out."

"Rabz?" Yondu grit out, fingers tightening on her hips. "Why dun ya give that filthy mouth somement ta moan 'bout?"

Tori babbled something out which made sense to no one but herself and took Kraglin in as far as she could. The Hraxian groaned, fingers tugging roughly in her hair. Yondu sped up his thrusts and Tori went cross-eyed, teeth accidentally scraping as her entire body tensed. Yondu stuttered, cursing again as orgasm took him.

Kraglin watched those scarred blue biceps shake as Yondu struggled to keep himself from collapsing onto Tori. The Hraxian pulled himself away with a pop and watched as the both slid to the bed next to each other. He lazily tugged at his dick a few times, grinning at the sweaty pair. He shuffled around them, sitting up against the headboard, Yondu lifted his head to watch as the taller man pulled the lube from under their pillows and quickly prepped himself. The Centaurian nudged Tori gently and she looked back. Her pupils blew wide and she swallowed with a click. "Damn that's hot."

Yondu grinned smugly, "Ain't he tha prettiest thing Rabbit? It were them eyes that got me. They's so blue."

She smiled at him, "You could get lost in them huh? He's got the sweetest face too, all innocent with those big eyes." She chuckled. "Then when he gets pissed off they go all hard and cold. The first time I saw him gut someone I nearly tripped over my lady boner."

Yondu snorted, "Ya ever had tha pleasure of watchin' 'im rip out a spine?"

Tori moaned, "God! Yes! That was - fuck. That ended in so much sex I couldn't walk straight for like - three days."

"'S hot ain't it?"

Kraglin chuckled, "Just typical that I git stuck wit' tha only two assholes in tha universe who git off on violence."

Tori peeled herself off the bed, dropping a quick kiss next to Yondu's implant before crawling over to him. "I remember something about wrecking me?"

Kraglin's gaze turned predatory and he pulled her to him, kissing her roughly. When he pulled back Yondu was on his knees behind her, nibbling across her shoulders and playing with her hair. "Turn around bǎobǎo." Tori did as she was asked, and Kraglin settled her onto his lap, pushing into her drenched folds. She groaned, throwing her head back onto his shoulder.

Yondu shuffled forwards taking a breast into his mouth, increasing Tori's moans until they tapered off into shallow whines. Kraglin paused in his minute thrusts as Yondu lifted their lower halves onto his thighs. Tori's legs wrapped around his hips just above Kraglin's. The Centaurian locked eyes with Kraglin as he pushed into him.

The world tilted sideways as the Hraxian's senses were overwhelmed. He babbled something out which was a mix of Common, Hraxian, Xandarian and possibly a little bit of Terran English thrown in. His knot began to expand, and he thrust it into Tori, making her yelp. She leaned her forehead against Yondu's. "Oh Jesus - Murphy - fuckin' - shit - I love that goddamn knot!" Kraglin growled low as he felt her orgasm around him.

He leaned forwards to lick the shell of her ear, "Feel me fillin' ya bǎobǎo? Feel all that cum mixin' in wit' Yondu's? 'S dirty ain't it? Fillin' ya up 'till ya can't take no more? If we was all compatible ya'd be full up wit' lil' babies, makin' yer belly all heavy an' yer tits fat. We could suckle all tha milk outta 'em, take turns goin' down on ya, an' suckin' yer fat titties. Bet ya'd love all that attention wouldn't ya? Ya could just lie there, an' we'd take care o' our girl, do everythin' for ya. Build ya a lil' nest an' bring ya nice things, áirén's people give shinies an' food ta their mates, me I'd protect ya, make ya happy, bring ya meat so ya'd be heavy an' strong fer birth. Be nice wouldn't it? Havin' us do that fer ya. Shén ya'd be so beautiful wit' our babies in ya."

Tori moaned in unison with Yondu. "God, I forgot how fuckin' filthy his imagination is."

Yondu nibbled down her neck, leaving reddened patches all over her skin. "Sounds like our Kraggles has a couple o' secret kinks I didn't even know 'bout." He replied breathlessly between nips. His hips snapped forwards roughly and Kraglin saw stars.

"Always - gāisǐ de - wanted ta say them things - ta - ta you while we's were - fuckin'. Weren't sure how ya'd take it. Didn't want - didn't want ya ta think I - thought ya was weak or some gǒu shǐ."

Yondu paused looking up at Kraglin, pupils almost completely blotting out his crimson iris. He looked at his mate seriously, "Ya ain't ne'er hafta hide nothin' from me darlin'."

Kraglin smiled genuinely and gave a little thrust. Yondu returned the gesture and resumed his casual marking of Tori's skin.

"You - two - are so fuckin' - cute - I swear."

The pair grit their teeth and spoke in unison, "We ain't cute!"

Tori laughed breathlessly and Kraglin ground the knot into her in response. She saw stars and reverted to Terran English which the pair only caught half of. Something about promising her first born and a whole mess of other curses.

Tori came again and sagged between them, muttering back and forth between languages. Kraglin felt that final orgasmic burst of fluid and he threw his head back clocking it into the headboard, he snarled roughly as he felt his knot begin to deflate. Yondu - spurred on by the pull of Kraglin's body - gave a series of erratic thrusts before spilling himself into his mate. He groaned happily, leaning his weight into Tori who idly stroked his implant.

After a number of minutes the three of them arranged themselves under the furs. Kraglin looked at Yondu over Tori, linking their hands together over her stomach.

Kraglin raised a brow, Wanna -

Yondu grinned, Yup.

He looked down at Tori's peaceful face, "Tuō lǐ nǐ huì jiēshòu wǒmen de bǎozhèngjīn ma? Wǒmen fāshì yào guānxīn, xiāngxìn hé ài, zhídào sǐwáng ràng wǒmen qūfú. Nǐ yǒngyuǎn shì wǒmen de, wǒmen yǒngyuǎn shì nǐ de."

Tears shimmered across her vision as she looked at them both, "Shí."

Kraglin bent forwards and motioned for Yondu to do the same. They each bit into the juncture between neck and shoulder. After worrying the area with their tongues, the two shared a kiss. When they pulled back Yondu silently offered the right side of his neck. Tori kissed the area, then bit as hard as she could, Yondu hissed and she licked the area apologetically. Smiling up at him, she kissed him, tangling her tongue with his briefly before pulling away. Kraglin offered the right side of his neck and she repeated the process.

They slid back down onto the bed in a tangle of limbs. "Suǒyǐ tā wánchéngle. Tōngguò àiqíng bǎohù." He murmured the final words of the rite and smiled.

Tori blinked away her tears, smiling happily. "Wǒ fēicháng ài nǐ, tā shānghàile nǐ."

Yondu kissed her cheek, "Wǒmen yě ài nǐ wáwá."

Each of them succumbed to sleep happily for the first time in months.

Translations:

áirèn - lover/husband

bǎobǎo – baby

húndàns – bastards

tiánměi kě'ài de nǚhái – sweet sweet girl

Shén – God

gāisǐ de – fucking hell

Tuō lǐ nǐ huì jiēshòu wǒmen de bǎozhèngjīn ma? Wǒmen fāshì yào guānxīn, xiāngxìn hé ài, zhídào sǐwáng ràng wǒmen qūfú. Nǐ yǒngyuǎn shì wǒmen de, wǒmen yǒngyuǎn shì nǐ de - Tori will you accept our bond? We swear to care, trust and love until death succumbs us. You will be forever ours and us forever yours

Shí – Yes

Suǒyǐ tā wánchéngle. Tōngguò àiqíng bǎohù – So it is done. Bonded through love.

Wǒ fēicháng ài nǐ, tā shānghàile nǐ – I love you both so much it hurts

Wǒmen yě ài nǐ wáwá – We love you too doll