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Planting the Seeds of Family. Chapter 19

The Final Chapter

"So, are you here to check up on me?" Yarovesky demanded again of Horuz who just shook his head.

"No", Horuz replied, "just wanted to see if you were ok?" Horuz had no idea where these words were coming from, or why he even cared, but here he was.

In response Yarovesky just stared out of the window for a few moments more, "I've never been ok…did you hear about Omevic? Got himself a new family, parents and all that shit. They're good, real good people. I even gave them some units for his upkeep. He'll be fine, with a family and all that shit. Even have a new name "Omevic Ridel", unless he changes his first and I wouldn't blame him. Our names were randomly assigned, did you know that? My name was chosen by a fucking computer program. Did you know that?".

Horuz didn't since no one from the group who had boarded that day several years earlier had ever volunteered that information, so he just let Yarovesky talk

"Kid gets a chance for normality, too late for me, too late for the rest of us…" the sentence dragged out, and Horuz fought for something to say, wishing he could turn and just bugger off and seemingly unable to do so. "You know I saw Gunnsen and Jamsean, they looked pretty happy".

With that comment, Yarovesky just gave a dry laugh still staring at the stars. "Really, wanna hear something really fucked up?". His voice dropped suddenly, and even Horuz knew he was casting his mind back to where he used to be, even if he was still staring at the universe trying to reconcile his past with his present.

"Jamsean and Gunnsen were about thirteen, they're only a few months apart in age, and they came to me. They were terrified, our bastard of a Kree Master had been hired by some Xandarians rich wanker. He wanted boys, young boys and would pay a good price for the young and untouched. Which they were, just kids, miracle it is they managed to avoid it by now". Yarovesky took a swig of his drink before continuing.

"So, they both came to me about what to do, they were terrified. They didn't know much about sex, but they had seen the others come back bloody and crying and didn't know what to do. I think they were asking me to kill them before it could happen".

Yarovesky rubbed his hand over his face, "So I gave them the only advice I could think of. We're not known for having good imaginations. I told them to fuck each other, told them what to do, to make it easier. That way they would have one thing that could never be taken away from them."

Yarovesky took a breath and carried on ridding himself with this confession. "I told them it would make the whole thing easier. It's the one bit of advice I wish someone had given me when I was thirteen".

The tortured Xandarian, just stopped, gripped his hand on the railing and swallowed hard

"They came back two days later, bleeding, broken, and just holding each other…been that way ever since. So damn co-dependent on each other, and it's a miracle they haven't killed each other by now. All they do is fuck and fight, and it's been that way from that day, Proctom had fits. But who cares, especially about a bunch of Troks like us."

Horuz who by this point had drunk one beer and was pulling the top off another spoke up suddenly.

"What's the hell is a Troks?"

For the first time, since Horuz had walked into the room, Yarovesky looked away from the stars and to the Second Mate of the Elector, and just said flatly.

"It means nothing, don't worry about it. Perhaps I should use that as my last name…not like I've got one. Never imagined a new one, not like I even dream about it".

Horuz caught the edge in Yarovesky voice and decided not to pursue it further. While Yarovesky just necked his beer.

"At least Omevic gets a happy ending, so at least that". Horuz finally said while not knowing what to say.

Yarovesky just looked at his beer, for a moment ad begun to chuckle more to himself.

"Yeah, he gets that…at least I did one thing right in my miserable life".

There was a silence between the pair for a moment, and Horuz, who felt like he had to say something since he worked alongside him most days suddenly blurted out. "Is there anything like I can do?"

Yarovesky just exhaled and threw another bottle of beer down his throat. And said more to himself. "You know there is one thing I want to do. I want to be fucked, I want to get totally shit faced, and just fucked. I want to be pounded real hard, do you know what I mean? I want to forget the last few days, and just be screwed into oblivion. Do you know what I mean?".

Yarovesky was wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, and the words were out of Horuz mouth before he even realised. "I can help with that".

Yarovesky just chuckled for a moment but then turned his full attention to Horus. "Holy shit, you were serious, you?"

"Why the hell not…at least unscrewing you know, and not a total stranger. How about it?" Horuz tried to keep his voice nonchalant, even though he knew Yarovesky was sizing him up.

Horuz had a working man's vibe about him and was mostly harmless, in comparison to some Ravagers. And he just found himself staring at Horuz, and his light blue eyes. He wasn't chubby, but solid, in comparisons to Yarovesky own slenderer frame. He had a short beard on his face, in contrast to the Navigators slight stubble.

"Are you sure about this, I mean you're not an ugly bastard" Yarovesky stated, only to have Horuz say quickly,

"Yeah, that nice and you're not a total munter yourself. So how about it?".

Yarovesky, just though himself, then drained his bottle, "Fuck it, let's do it". Walking towards Horuz, he grabbed his hand, and both of them felt the spark of energy running through their bodies.

"Two things, I never kiss on the lips, and this is one damn night, we never tell anyone about it….one damn night and that's it".

"Fine by me", Horuz agreed, as he took the empty bottle from Yarovesky and pulled him out of the door.

At the same time, on the crew quarters deck, two tired parents were trying to settle their toddler son. This was the crappy part of being a parent, for some reason Yondu could order his crew around with no question but Peter being an obstinate little shit. He knew that Peter was just becoming more independent…but that night be was being a little sod with his demands, for more water, cuddles, another story.

"No, no, no. No sleep, I want to play". Peter demanded, a request his parents ignored. In the end, they managed to settle him down, with the promise they would check on him in five minutes.

With the night light on and Peter clutching his precious Fang, but was standing up and refusing to lie down, but his parents just left the room and left their toddler to just talk and soothe himself.

In their main room, Yondu cracked open a beer and sitting on the edge of his bed watched Kraglin going through the new box of clothes and a few toys which Seroul had grown out of. Naturally, all good stuff which Peter would love, as Kraglin just sat back against the box.

"You know, I feel awful about this, ok we didn't know our boys would become friends or Tyorells, and I would connect. But we're still lying to them…ever wonder how their gonna react when they find out".

Kraglin took the beer that Yondu was offering, and the Centaurian just agreed. "It's a bit fucked up, but what can we do? Peter has a friend, and how can we tell them the truth now. "Oh yeah sorry, Warlord with his own Army. Peter's not mine, or Kraglin's. But I took him from his dying mother, and now he is…oh yeah, and he's a Terran. By the way cheers for teaching him swimming".

"Well when you put it like that, then it really is screwed up". Agreed Kraglin which successfully defused the tension, between the pair, as they gave each other that familiar look, which meant no more words would be said, all they had to do was wait for a few minutes.

Several rooms away, a skinny Navigator and a more burley Second Mate were in the process of ripping each other clothes off., Yarovesky having a no kissing on the lips rule, which Horuz respected, but they didn't mean he didn't want to plant his lips on Yarovesky.

Instead, he kissed and nibbled at his skin, while Yarovesky just closed his eyes, and evert after all the shit he had been through, just let Horuz push him to the bed, and to pull the rest of his close off, as his cock went hard and soon to be stimulated.

"Remember, this is for one night only, only be getting any stupid idea, do you get me". Yarovesky warned, as Horus just continued planting kisses on his body, and oh god who knew the chubby bastard was this good. Yarovesky thought to himself, as Horuz succeeded in ripping the rest of the Navigators clothes off, and his own in seconds, and leaving them in a pile on the floor. Trying to ignore the sparks which were flooding through both their bodies and how damn good it felt.

"If it's just for one night, I'm going to give you the best night of your fucking life". Horus just smirked and got done to work.

Add the same time, the Udonta family were also ready for some pillow play of their own, when Yondu got up suddenly, "Oh crap, better check on Peter".

To which Kraglin just laughed, and also got to his feet.

In the five minutes, they were away from the room, little Peter has settled down, clutching Fang close to his chest, and was breathing heavily wrapped in his blanket. Causing that soft part of both their hearts to melt.

"You know, we have a pretty good kid, don't we?" Kraglin said, and Yondu agreed, and he stepped forward to adjust the boy's blanket, but stepped back for a moment, and made the decision not to tell Kraglin the moment Peter's eyes blazed a brilliant green, and he just smiled in his dreams safe and contented.

The end.

It really is

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Yes, you may have questions, so let me answer them for you.

Omevic and the Ridel family are going to be seen again, in a story set in a few years.

Troks, what that means and the repercussions for my "core four", will be explained in a following story, expect an epic fallout.

Yarovesky and Horuz are a slow burn, they are established in a later set story, this is their first hook up.

Peter was manipulating everything and everyone, he made Yarovesky lower his guard, he manipulated the Ridel family, who did want a fourth son and gave them the push. His psychic senses even attuned the dead communicator in chapter one. Peter really is a very powerful psychic, and he's only three!