"Well finally!" Beka growled as Rev climbed into the cockpit of the Maru carrying a box. "We’ve been waiting here for six hours for you to get back from that retreat. What took you so long?"

"I’m sorry Beka. The rituals took longer than I had anticipated. The Than are a very complex race with many protocols for religious observances. It was quite…lengthy."

"I’ll say," said Harper sauntering into the room, "Tyr is about twenty minutes away from sending Trance to wherever purple pixies go to when irritated Neitzscheans shoot them."

"Trance?" Asked Rev.

Beka grimaced whilst doing the pre-flight checks, "Trance has been singing, playing ‘eye-spy’ and reciting the names of extinct species of fern to amuse herself while we waited."

Rev nodded, "Ah."

"Well I quite liked the singing and the ‘eye-spy’," said Harper, "But the plant thing was getting on my nerves too." He noticed what Rev was carrying, "What’s in the box?"

Rev held the box out to him, "This is for you and the others, to apologise for making you wait for so long. It is a Than delicacy found only on this world. I’m afraid I can’t pronounce the name but I’m told it translates as ‘perfection with dancing happiness’."

Harper opened the box and looked dubiously at the pale yellow slabs and creamy sauce. "Bug food?"

"I tried some on the way over here; I am a fairly good judge of what humans find palatable. Try it Harper. The vendor selling this told me that it is a little rich for humans so don’t eat too much." Rev shook himself and tried not to yawn, "I’m going to get some rest: some of those ceremonies were tiring." He walked off towards the cabins at the back of the ship.

Harper shrugged, "Hell, I’ve eaten worse" and popped a small piece into his mouth. "Wow, that’s pretty good" he dipped another piece in the sauce and ate it. "Oh yeah. Beka, you have got to try this stuff! It’s even better than chocolate."

Trance poked her head around the doorframe, "What’s better than chocolate? Is this one of your suggestive comments again?"

"Yeah, ha ha" said Harper handing her a well-dipped piece of ‘perfection’.

Trance nibbled it, "Oh my goodness!" her eyes went rather round, "That IS better than chocolate."

The Maru shook slightly as they exited the atmosphere. Beka programmed in the co-ordinates for the rendezvous with Andromeda and wandered over to investigate. "What the hell is that?" She asked as Trance grabbed another piece and tipped it in the sauce bowl.

Harper grinned and handed her a piece, Rev says its called ‘perfection' and I have to agree with the guy. Try it, you won’t regret it."

Beka tasted it and rolled her eyes, "How about you give some of this to Tyr: it might sweeten his disposition."

"Good idea" said Trance, "But I can’t go: he said if I crossed his path again before we got back to Dylan he’d stuff me out of an airlock. That wasn’t very nice of him, I was only trying to help."

"Help how?" Asked Harper.

"He told me weapons need to be kept clean so I washed his gun."

"Uh oh" said Harper with his mouth full, "Washed how?"

"Soapy water. Was that wrong?"

Beka and Harper giggled, "I’ll take some back for Tyr," said Beka, tearing off a generous chunk and slathering it in sauce.

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Fifteen minutes later all four of them were sitting on the floor around the box. Tyr was still glaring at Trance but the atmosphere was definitely mellowing; in fact things had got so mellow Harper was giggling to himself and Beka had loosened her vest to expose a very generous cleavage. Three quarters of the contents of the box had disappeared and they were still eating. Beka crammed a large piece into her mouth and sauce ran down her chin.

Trance laughed and hiccuped, "Beka, you have sauce on you."

"I’ll get it" said Harper leaning over and licking it from Beka’s jawline.

Tyr was surprised that Harper’s behaviour caused Beka to laugh: he expected her to punch him out. Now he came to think about it he was feeling rather strange himself. Strange but good he thought as he watched Harper lick and suck Beka’s neck and face. A slow grin spread across his face as Trance dipped her tail in the sauce bowl and dripped the sticky liquid down Beka’s neck and across the top of her breasts. Harper’s mouth followed it as it slid down and Beka grabbed Trance’s tail and licked it clean.

Trance purred with pleasure and unfastened the last of the clips on Beka’s vest. Harper groaned and buried his head between her breasts. His hands, coated in cream stroked her nipples into hard peaks. Beka finished sucking Trance’s tail and pulled the purple girl into a passionate kiss.

Tyr sat and watched, his leather pants were getting uncomfortable so he released the closures and let his cock spring free. He saw that Harper was helping Beka wriggle out of her pants while he moved his tongue over her chest and stomach. The engineer’s pants were looser but Tyr could see an impressive bulge distorting the fabric.

Impressive indeed he thought as Trance pulled Harper’s pants down with one smooth movement. Trance was completely naked; Tyr wondered how he could have missed that, he’d been concentrating on Beka and Harper.

Harper’s senses were on fire. Some part of him realised that he and the women were behaving strangely but so long as Trance’s tail was winding around his leg and curling back and forth over his cock he didn’t care. He pulled Beka down flat on her back and flipped her legs over his shoulders as he buried his face between her legs. Her scent was intoxicating and he breathed it deep before making love to her with his lips and tongue.

"Oh YES!" Beka yelled as Harper sucked on her sensitive and swollen clit. She reached down to Trance and kissed her briefly before positioning her astride her chest. Trance tasted like strawberries as Beka explored her with her fingers and mouth.

Harper’s attentions were driving Beka wild and she yelled, "Dammit Harper; fuck me."

Harper sat back on his heels and lifted Beka’s hips to his cock and lightly brushed it across her glistening opening. He smiled as Beka groaned and swore. In one slow movement he slid centimetre by centimetre into her. He rested his head on the back of Trance’s neck, the sweat shining on his skin and began to pump rapidly.

This was more than Tyr could bear. The sight of his three crewmembers writhing and moaning on the deck before him snapped the last of his self control. He stroked a handful of sauce on his cock and climbed onto Harper.  Tyr tried to slide slowly into the younger man but his arousal got the better of him and he slammed forwards. Harper yelled and struggled for a moment before Tyr’s next thrust hit his sweet spot. Harper yelled again, this time in pleasure and let Tyr’s movements inside him force him further into Beka. Beka’s howls were muffled by Trance who was gasping. Suddenly Trance threw her head back and squealed something in a strange language and slid bonelessly off the other woman and onto the deck.

Harper and Beka came almost simultaneously each shouting the other’s name. Beka came again when Tyr’s wild thrusting drove Harper’s still hard cock into her once more. With one final shout he shot his load into Harper and they all collapsed into a sweaty, sticky heap.

It was about five minutes before any of them had the energy to speak. Surprisingly it was Harper who recovered first, "I guess there must be something weird in that stuff Rev brought back."

"Uh huh" said Beka, "Anyone want some more?" Tyr giggled and then clapped his hand over his mouth.

"Tyr did you giggle?" Asked Trance crawling over to him with a handful of ‘perfection’. Tyr shook his head and let Trance feed him. On impulse he leaned over and kissed her. She moved closer and Tyr felt his cock stiffening again.

Beka and Harper were lying on their sides looking at each other and kissing lightly. Harper’s hand was caressing the soft skin of her stomach and they looked so right together. Tyr was mildly surprised, he’d always thought Beka would prefer Dylan but the looks that passed between the two blondes showed more than simple lust. He pulled Trance over with him so the four of them were all wrapped around each other again. He and Trance fed Harper and Beka until everyone one was once again aroused.

Tyr wasn’t sure how he’d managed to be pinned to the floor with both women on top of him. Beka was straddling his chest pushing her sex towards him and Trance was rubbing the tip of his cock with her small hands. He groaned and pulled Beka to his mouth and as a reward Trance impaled herself on him.

Harper was kneeling beside him fondling Trance’s breasts. He stood at a whispered command from Trance. Trance held Harper’s ass and pulled his hips towards her mouth. Her delicate mouth engulfed his cock and Harper twisted his hands loosely in he hair dislodging a number of clippies.

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Rev woke up with a feeling something was not quite right. He climbed out of the narrow bunk and pulled on his robe before making his way silently to the cockpit. The scene before his eyes was most unexpected. He made his way back to his cabin and splashed cold water on his face. The vendor had said that the ‘perfection with dancing happiness’ was a little rich for humans and should not be eaten in large quantities. Rev realised the wink the man aimed at him when he said this should have clued him in, but he’d been tired and in a hurry. I hope they realise this wasn’t intended he thought. It was supposed to be a treat. An involuntary chuckle escaped his lips, Not the sort of treat I had in mind; they looked as if they were enjoying it though. I'm surprised it affected Tyr and Trance.  I just wish I hadn’t seen all that meat on display: I’m all hungry now.