Captive Entanglements 22/?
Disclaimer: Andromeda, Harper, Tyr etc. Don't belong to me, unfortunately. No infringement intended.
Authors Notes: Rated R due to possible slash content and violence. I have been having some formatting problems, so if this comes out crazy bare with me.
In no way related to "Past Reflections." Takes place in Season One.
Nightmares and Finding Peace
Harper woke up during the dead of ship's night breathing heavily soaked with sweat. He barely kept the full-throated scream inside that wanted to be voiced, instead he settled for a few soft whimpers as he lay stiffly by Tyr's side. The Nietzschean still breathed slow and evenly so Harper assumed he was still asleep. He was greatly surprised therefore when he felt two strong muscular arms grab him and pull him against the 'sleeping' Nietzsche an.
"Eeep!" Harper squeaked nervously from where he was laid to rest on Tyr's chest.
"Are you alright, Little Man?" Tyr asked softly while Seamus nuzzled his face against the reassuring heartbeat of the older man's chest.
"'M fine." Harper reassured his sleeping companion. "Just a nightmare, nothing to worry about. This wasn't the first and it sure won't be the last either."
"Even so…" Tyr began only to stop speaking, at a loss to express himself. Never big on the emotional display Tyr merely held Harper tighter, caressing the tiny human's back and neck soothingly until he heard Harper's erratic heartbeat slow. Harper practically purred in pleasure.
"You should really charge for your services." Harper moaned. "Those hands are exquisite."
"I shall keep that in mind if my mercenary skills no longer aid me."
"By the way, sorry about falling asleep on you." Harper mentioned hesitantly. "I know you probably want your bed back and all. It won't happen again."
"It is no bother at all, Seamus. The place of my mate is by my side, in bed and out of it." Tyr responded seriously.
Harper raised his head so he was looking at the man underneath him, and moved closer when the darkness obscured Tyr's face.
"That's a lot of expectations, Bug Guy." Harper commented softly gently pushing Tyr's braids away from his face and behind his ears. "Especially considering the fact that we didn't have the most peaceful relationship up to and including a few days ago. What exactly are your expectations going in to this?"
"We are mated in every sense of the word but one. I already trust you with my well-being, to watch my back against enemies and we share a pride whom we would both protect with our lives if need be-"
"You consider us your pride?" Harper asked in wonder, his eyes shining happily.
"If you tell Dylan I said so I will be most unhappy. Besides, I must keep the good captain on his feet or he will get complacent."
"That is good to know, because I have always had contingency plans if you tried to take over the ship or otherwise betray us." Harper told Tyr warningly not going in to great detail. He ignored the raised eyebrow that greeted his comment and simply continued speaking. "If you did ever compromise us, my first loyalty would be to this ship, just so we are clear."
"I would expect no less, Seamus. However, other that this crew where would your loyalties lie?" Tyr asked for clarification, so far not surprised at his mate's loyalty to his family.
"My loyalties are tied in this order: Beka, the ship and crew as a whole, you, and the rest of the universe. If it comes down to the survival of anyone on this ship or others I will ensure our continued survival by any means necessary."
"That did not exactly answer my question."
"It should have." Harper responded somberly. "As far as I'm concerned there is family and then everyone else. You are family. Everyone else be damned… This was true even before this last mission. The same goes for betrayal however."
"Explain." Tyr ordered, fascinated by this new ruthless side of Harper that he had only received glimpses of in the past.
"I don't trust many people partially if at all. The only person I trust completely is Beka Valentine. Otherwise I trust Dylan and Rommie as long as our goals are the same and nothing interferes with his commonwealth, Trance as long as I don't pry into her machinations, and you as long as our continued existence continues to be a means of assuring your own your survival and power. If any of you betray me however it is not something I would take lightly from the few people I deign to actually depend upon. I have an exceedingly long memory, and I can be ruthless when crossed."
"I will keep that in mind." Tyr answered caustically.
"See that you do." Harper said as he rested his head back on Tyr's neck comfortably.
"Go to sleep, little professor. We have discussed much and we both need our sleep." Just before Harper managed to fall asleep Tyr spoke softly in his ear, jarring him to full alertness once again. "By the way, you never commented on sharing my bed nightly."
"Tyr man, I'm trying to catch a little shut eye here." Harper whined in a high-pitched voice.
"I'm awaiting your answer."
"'M comfy here." Harper murmured. "I wouldn't mind sharing your bed, but I am still keeping a separate set of quarters Tyr. If I had to deal with your 'tude all of the time I would space your uber ass out the nearest airlock. Also don't expect any games of 'poke the Harper.' The Harper's ass is off limits for the foreseeable future. If you want to get laid look elsewhere."
"Harper-"
"This is non-negotiable." Harper interrupted sharply, a hint of steel in his voice.
"Very well." Tyr agreed reluctantly.
"Hey don't pout, Big Guy." Harper continued in his normal bouncy tone of voice. "I'm not opposed to the odd kiss or cuddle, just nothing…intrusive if you know what I mean."
"Of course, but I reserve the right to try to convince you otherwise, agreed?" Tyr added on hopefully, although he tried to hide it. Harper just couldn't say no to the big Nietzschean.
"Fine, but no pushing. Now let's get to sleep shall we?"
Harper promptly fell asleep leaving Tyr to watch him thoughtfully while running his fingers through the engineers colorfully spiked hair. Some time later Tyr followed his mate into sleep.
Disclaimer: Andromeda, Harper, Tyr etc. Don't belong to me, unfortunately. No infringement intended.
Authors Notes: Rated R due to possible slash content and violence. I have been having some formatting problems, so if this comes out crazy bare with me.
In no way related to "Past Reflections." Takes place in Season One.
Nightmares and Finding Peace
Harper woke up during the dead of ship's night breathing heavily soaked with sweat. He barely kept the full-throated scream inside that wanted to be voiced, instead he settled for a few soft whimpers as he lay stiffly by Tyr's side. The Nietzschean still breathed slow and evenly so Harper assumed he was still asleep. He was greatly surprised therefore when he felt two strong muscular arms grab him and pull him against the 'sleeping' Nietzsche an.
"Eeep!" Harper squeaked nervously from where he was laid to rest on Tyr's chest.
"Are you alright, Little Man?" Tyr asked softly while Seamus nuzzled his face against the reassuring heartbeat of the older man's chest.
"'M fine." Harper reassured his sleeping companion. "Just a nightmare, nothing to worry about. This wasn't the first and it sure won't be the last either."
"Even so…" Tyr began only to stop speaking, at a loss to express himself. Never big on the emotional display Tyr merely held Harper tighter, caressing the tiny human's back and neck soothingly until he heard Harper's erratic heartbeat slow. Harper practically purred in pleasure.
"You should really charge for your services." Harper moaned. "Those hands are exquisite."
"I shall keep that in mind if my mercenary skills no longer aid me."
"By the way, sorry about falling asleep on you." Harper mentioned hesitantly. "I know you probably want your bed back and all. It won't happen again."
"It is no bother at all, Seamus. The place of my mate is by my side, in bed and out of it." Tyr responded seriously.
Harper raised his head so he was looking at the man underneath him, and moved closer when the darkness obscured Tyr's face.
"That's a lot of expectations, Bug Guy." Harper commented softly gently pushing Tyr's braids away from his face and behind his ears. "Especially considering the fact that we didn't have the most peaceful relationship up to and including a few days ago. What exactly are your expectations going in to this?"
"We are mated in every sense of the word but one. I already trust you with my well-being, to watch my back against enemies and we share a pride whom we would both protect with our lives if need be-"
"You consider us your pride?" Harper asked in wonder, his eyes shining happily.
"If you tell Dylan I said so I will be most unhappy. Besides, I must keep the good captain on his feet or he will get complacent."
"That is good to know, because I have always had contingency plans if you tried to take over the ship or otherwise betray us." Harper told Tyr warningly not going in to great detail. He ignored the raised eyebrow that greeted his comment and simply continued speaking. "If you did ever compromise us, my first loyalty would be to this ship, just so we are clear."
"I would expect no less, Seamus. However, other that this crew where would your loyalties lie?" Tyr asked for clarification, so far not surprised at his mate's loyalty to his family.
"My loyalties are tied in this order: Beka, the ship and crew as a whole, you, and the rest of the universe. If it comes down to the survival of anyone on this ship or others I will ensure our continued survival by any means necessary."
"That did not exactly answer my question."
"It should have." Harper responded somberly. "As far as I'm concerned there is family and then everyone else. You are family. Everyone else be damned… This was true even before this last mission. The same goes for betrayal however."
"Explain." Tyr ordered, fascinated by this new ruthless side of Harper that he had only received glimpses of in the past.
"I don't trust many people partially if at all. The only person I trust completely is Beka Valentine. Otherwise I trust Dylan and Rommie as long as our goals are the same and nothing interferes with his commonwealth, Trance as long as I don't pry into her machinations, and you as long as our continued existence continues to be a means of assuring your own your survival and power. If any of you betray me however it is not something I would take lightly from the few people I deign to actually depend upon. I have an exceedingly long memory, and I can be ruthless when crossed."
"I will keep that in mind." Tyr answered caustically.
"See that you do." Harper said as he rested his head back on Tyr's neck comfortably.
"Go to sleep, little professor. We have discussed much and we both need our sleep." Just before Harper managed to fall asleep Tyr spoke softly in his ear, jarring him to full alertness once again. "By the way, you never commented on sharing my bed nightly."
"Tyr man, I'm trying to catch a little shut eye here." Harper whined in a high-pitched voice.
"I'm awaiting your answer."
"'M comfy here." Harper murmured. "I wouldn't mind sharing your bed, but I am still keeping a separate set of quarters Tyr. If I had to deal with your 'tude all of the time I would space your uber ass out the nearest airlock. Also don't expect any games of 'poke the Harper.' The Harper's ass is off limits for the foreseeable future. If you want to get laid look elsewhere."
"Harper-"
"This is non-negotiable." Harper interrupted sharply, a hint of steel in his voice.
"Very well." Tyr agreed reluctantly.
"Hey don't pout, Big Guy." Harper continued in his normal bouncy tone of voice. "I'm not opposed to the odd kiss or cuddle, just nothing…intrusive if you know what I mean."
"Of course, but I reserve the right to try to convince you otherwise, agreed?" Tyr added on hopefully, although he tried to hide it. Harper just couldn't say no to the big Nietzschean.
"Fine, but no pushing. Now let's get to sleep shall we?"
Harper promptly fell asleep leaving Tyr to watch him thoughtfully while running his fingers through the engineers colorfully spiked hair. Some time later Tyr followed his mate into sleep.