Ninety Points

If you don't like gratuitous amounts of OCs with canons sprinkled in.. don't read this; it's chock full of OCs. This is your first, last, and only warning. C:

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I: The Challenge

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The guard. Proud, loyal Irken soldiers whose mission in life was to serve and protect the Tallests, even at the cost of their own lives. Men who would gladly sacrifice themselves for the Empire.

And the rowdiest, horniest pack of oversexed bastards in Irkenkind.

Their newest member was a small Irken, quite unlike the well-muscled tallers already in the guard, standing at a mere 4'9" and built like a female without the extra fat in the chest and the curl in the antennae. He was thin, almost delicate, with wide pink eyes and light green skin that often darkened in a girlish blush. His name was Cade, and due to his thin frame, small stature, and passive nature, the poor kid was pretty much the bitch of the entire pack of these horndogs. The worst part was, though, that he'd gotten used to it. Accepted it, almost. And if it was done right, might even have enjoyed it.

One of these countless sessions, as the boy was basically being passed around a large circle of at least eighteen men in the spacious breakroom, the "leader" - he never thought of himself as one, but he always seemed to be at the head of everything they did - a viciously handsome male by the name of Fox (a name earned, not chosen, by his cunning and wide, predatory grin, stretched by a scar at the corner of his mouth) made a remark that seemed to pique Cade's interest in all the wrong ways: "Wonder if he could bang the whole damn ship.."

It was just a casual remark, answered by a few chuckles and a groan from Cade's current "partner". But for some reason he felt the need to rise up to this challenge. Pausing with his hand on the other man's cock, a string of saliva trailing from where he'd been licking and sucking, he grunted: "Depends on what I'd get out of it."

Fox blinked, then grinned his trademark grin, indicating the boy had fallen right into his trap. "Well, now that you mention it.. maybe a promotion, of sorts."

"Like what?" The man whose cock was left exposed grunted and tweaked Cade's shoulder meaningfully, trying to get him to go back to work, and he did, but not nearly as enthusiastic, trying to keep an eye on the other male while his tongue slid along the length, fingers automatically massaging at the base.

The man in question stepped closer to him, leaning in close, lips nearly touching his antennae to whisper: "No more of this.. you'd help us break in another newbie, rather than being broken yourself."

Cade froze mid-lick, grip tightening a bit on the fat appendage in his hands. Would he really let him off the hook, just like that? And would there ever even BE another newbie after himself, considering he'd only been here a month or two at the most? His antennae flattened, turning his full attention back to the man's throbbing dick, much to the delight of its owner, trying to ignore Fox's hot breath against his sensitive little antennae. This seemed too good to be true, and that wide, taunting grin at the corner of his eye wasn't helping in the slightest.

Fox just waited, and eventually his patience paid off - the boy paused in his work again to glance back up at him.

"And how exactly do I go about doing this?" He asked, antennae still flat. "Do I roll around in Argo's scent like a dog and run through the ship screaming 'free orgy'? 'Cause I don't think anyone besides you bastards'll bother fucking me otherwise."

The entire circle laughed at the image, with the exception of the poor bastard whose blowjob kept getting interrupted. Fox easily silenced them with raising a hand, turning his attention back to Cade. "As amusing as that would be, no, you probably shouldn't do that. We wouldn't be able to resist.. and we don't count."

Once again his mouth lifted from the cock. "Count?"

His "partner" finally growled in frustration and forcibly turned him around, pushing his newly slicked member inside of him, pulling him back to sit on his lap while he faced Fox and the other half of the circle. Large hands engulfed his own dick, stroking and rubbing the sensitive flesh as the much larger member pushed in and out, filling him with its girth and stretching him a bit, pleasantly, the movements slow to allow him enough breath to keep talking with Fox. He could feel every ring of the man's cock pressing and catching against his insides, and he moaned, trying helplessly to keep a stern glare on the other man while pleasure buzzed through his little body.

Fox's grin widened, eyes half-lidded and approving as they watched the larger man pounding into the boy, and he felt his own member standing at attention, impatient for its turn at that little hole. But the kid had asked him a question, after all, so he just knelt down, eye-level with Cade when the man's member was completely inside him, and below eye-level when he was moved up its length.

"It'll be like a kinda game. People count for points, and if you get enough points in a week, you get your 'promotion'." Fingers trailing up his thighs, lightly nudging against the tip of his little dick, somehow not enclosed in those massive hands. "We don't count, like I said. Girl techies are one point 'cause they're already whores, the guys are two, and if you can find a head tech, those are five, just 'cause they're so damn elusive."

The fingers trailed up to his mouth, the light touches somehow more erotic than the work of the man inside him. "G-go on.."

"Above that are the advisors.. there were scientists, but I'm not sure what they did with 'em. Advisors count for ten, with the exception of Crim 'n Argo. Crim's twenty 'cause he'll probably kick your tight little ass rather than fuck it, and Argo.. he's five, just 'cause it'd be hot to watch - otherwise he won't count." Fox leaned in as his light touches moved up to trail along his antennae, making him shudder and the other man groan from the sensation, lips almost touching Cade's. "Tallest Purple counts for 35.. and Red counts for 50, because he'll bash yer fuckin' brains in before you can drop yer pants."

Cade whimpered as the 'thrusts' became harder and faster, feeling himself approaching climax, and his head instinctively jerked back a bit as Fox leaned in close, unsure of what a kiss would do to him if just his presence and those little touches were enhancing the larger man's work this much. "A-and.. ah.. how many points.. hnnn.. for the promotion..?"

"Mm.. I was gonna say a hundred.." His tongue darted out, lightly trailing along the boy's lower lip. "But then I figured I oughta be lenient on ya.. 'bout ninety'll do."

Ninety? With the two highest amounts of points available being his Tallests, and everyone else counting for bean turds (everyone else not including the females, these bastards had made him utterly gay), there was no way he could make it in a week. The thought disheartened him and staved off the impending orgasm just a bit, and he opened his mouth to haggle for a lower number.. only to have that viciously grinning mouth smother it, tongue pushing inside and lapping leisurely at every part of his mouth it could get to as their lips locked. The jolt of pleasure and shock drove him over the edge, and he moaned helplessly into the kiss as his body convulsed, a neat little spray of white liquid splattering the other man's well-toned abs. This was followed by a more violent shudder and a hot, sticky flood deep inside him as the man beneath him was also set over the edge, allowing a bit more cum to dribble out of his own tiny member from the added pleasure.

Fox pulled away, still grinning his trademark grin. "So we have a deal then?"

The boy shuddered, muscles clenching at the slowly softening cock, and eventually, if reluctantly, he nodded.

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Once Cade could walk again, and after cleaning himself up and donning a more casual outfit - in case his guard uniform would scare off potential fucks - he slipped out into the many hallways of the Massive, alert for anyone he could persuade to let him ride them or suck them off.

Technicians were no good, not at all worth their measly one and two points, though he thought he saw a head tech for a moment there.. but like any elusive creature, the man had vanished from sight, leaving the boy on the hunt. He eyed the advisors - one was a female, obviously counting her out - and found that they probably should have put Nex with Crim as a twenty-pointer considering how abusive he was being to just about anyone that came into his range. Argo was nowhere to be found, and neither was Tallest Red, ruling them out as they were probably too busy with each other. Purple wasn't there either, but Crim was, his crimson eyes scowling down at him for a moment before going back to watching Nex like a hawk, and Cade shivered, wondering if that one should have been the thirty-fiver.

Ninety points. He had to get ninety points, and he hadn't even found one person to fuck yet. Maybe he should have kept his guard uniform - it wasn't nearly as drafty as the tight-fitting belly shirt and short shorts Fox had plunked him in. He'd told him it would attract people's attention, but for some reason, it just made them ignore him.

He sighed softly and wandered away from the bridge, back down a hallway to check the rooms for sleepers. He didn't like the idea of sucking or fucking someone in their sleep, but he was just about that desperate, and hoped no one would wake up in time to snap his little neck like a twig if he tried it. One room had a rather tall sleeper in it, but it was too dim for him to make out the face against the pillow. Ah well. Could be anyone, as long as they didn't wake up. It smelled like lavender and musk in there, a sickly sweet smell that he thought was familiar, but couldn't for the life of him remember what it was.

The boy crept toward the bed and gently eased the covers down - very luxurious and expensive-feeling covers, dark purple from what he could tell - to expose the sleeper's body. The man was already naked, lying on his back, almost as if he'd been waiting for Cade to approach, which nearly scared the boy away; the soft snoring kept him there to finish what he started. Very slowly he reached over, trailing a small, soft finger along the sleeper's rather large cock, and it immediately rose up to greet him, a bit larger at its hardened length. His body trembled a bit as panic swept in, and he took a deep breath to calm it, easing up onto the bed, small frame easily fitting between the man's long legs.

This is almost too easy, he thought nervously, licking at his lips as he slowly hunched over the hardened member. But hopefully this guy'll count more than a bean turd.

His tongue slid out to tentatively tease at the tip, freezing as the man grunted in his sleep. Then he licked a little harder, and finally worked up enough guts to start pulling the member into his mouth, stretching his jaws to fit it as he licked along the length, pressing his tongue expertly up against the rings, both shaking hands curling around the base to massage and stroke what was left exposed. The tip pressed up against the back of his throat, mouth completely filled with the other's long, thick cock, starting to swallow around it as quietly as he could.

That didn't seem to make a difference to the hand that suddenly clamped onto his head, with just two long, cruel fingers gripping him. Gripping hard.

His heart leapt up into his throat, next to the Tallest's cock, and his eyes squinched shut in abject terror, whimpering softly, completely expecting this one to be the one that'll bash his brains in for doing this. Why did he have to go picking on sleeping people? Shouldn't he have known?

"Don't stop," Purple's voice drawled, thick with sleep and something else, and the fingers clamping his head loosened their grip to trail along his antennae, making him shudder.

His eyes slowly cracked open to peer up at his Tallest, who had reached over with the free hand to turn on the bedside lamp to get a better look at him, his body frozen for the moment, still rather terrified. As his mouth was occupied, his eyes had to speak for him: "I'm sorry, my Tallest", meaning both the deed itself, and apparently stopping as far as Pur was concerned. The other just purred and twitched his hips a bit, grinning predatorially.

Cade obediently resumed his work, not looking away from Purple. His eyes were glazed, and his face was flushed with blood, that grin a bit too wide to be normal for him. The smell was more potent, this close, and slowly he realized what it all meant: Pur was in heat. The realization was almost as terrifying as his getting caught.

Purple's heats were legendary. Known for being longer and more intense than anyone else's on the ship, maybe even the Empire. Red had trouble keeping up with him in this state, so he sometimes resorted to adding in a few others, and even then he was left moaning and begging to be fucked not one hour after he was 'sated'. It was like someone had taken a normal heat and multiplied it by three, poor bastard. And here Cade was, trapped with him just like that.

After letting Cade lick and suck for a while longer, Purple reached over and picked him up, pulling him off his cock and up on top of him, long claws tugging those short shorts down and off. He smirked at the lack of underwear in his way, lowering the boy's exposed ass back over his wet, throbbing cock and impaled him on it, surprisingly slowly as he worked his way inside him until he couldn't push himself up any deeper, allowing the kid a few seconds to adjust before he started to thrust up into him, gripping his thighs tight and leaning up to lick and nibble at his neck, hungrily, desperately.

The boy whimpered softly and tried to stay relaxed back there as he rode his Tallest, shuddering at the tongue. None of the guards were quite as large as a Tallest, so it both hurt and felt amazing. Then Purple decided having him on top wasn't enough and flipped them over so he was pinning him down against the bed, trapping his lips in a hot, passionate kiss, grinding harder and faster into his little body. A hand snaked down between his legs to stroke his dick in time with the thrusts, the other pressing down on his chest to keep him from escaping even if he could.

This was horribly wonderful, a nightmare and a dream all in one - it hurt, but at the same time it felt so good, that large Tallest cock angled exactly right inside him to press up against that little nub of pleasure the other guards had only sometimes been able to hit in their rush to pound him senseless, that long tongue pressing and probing every part of his little mouth in just the right way.. his claws dug into the soft sheets beneath him and he moaned helplessly into the kiss as the other started going even faster and harder, intense pain and pleasure swarming his body, overwhelming him--

An explosion of hot liquid shot deep inside of him, pooling between his legs and covering the sheets underneath him, Purple moaning low and loud into his mouth as his claws dug into Cade's skin. The combination drove the boy over the edge, and his cry was muffled by the Tallest's mouth as a matching spray of white liquid splattered the other's stomach. He slumped against the bed, and half-expected Purple to collapse on top of him, grateful that the other caught himself on his arms before he could.

"M-my Tallest, I.. I didn't know you were awake.." He managed as the afterglow started to subside and panic came back, unsure of what Purple would do with him now. "I'm so sorry.. I just.. I couldn't find anyone else and I've only got a week--"

His stammering was cut off by another, quicker kiss. "Shh, don't apologize - I needed that. Red hasn't come back yet and it was starting to hurt.." He leaned in to nuzzle him, as if they were lovers, such affection pretty uncharacteristic when it came to smallers like himself. Thank you, heat.

Cade squirmed beneath him, eyes flickering toward the door. "If.. if he comes back now, he'll kill me.." The image of a furious Red tearing his little head off came to mind, and he whimpered, cowering down. "I-I need to leave, my Tallest - I've only got a week.."

"Aww, but I want you to stay.." Licking and nibbling at his neck, keeping him close. "He could be gone for hours.. he could be planning to leave me locked up in here until it's over.."

The boy's antennae flattened a bit, trying not to feel sorry for the bastard. "The door wasn't locked, though. You could just go out there and grab some people 'n fuck them instead.."

"I could.. but I don't want to move.. it hurts a lot sooner if I move around, and they'll probably run away.. please don't leave me like this.." His glazed eyes were wide and desperate and spoke of hours of unimaginable agony, his antennae lowered, and then he uttered a soft whine, just adding to his pathetic appearance. "Please.. just for the next few hours.. I need -someone-.."

One of the many reasons Cade wasn't cut out for the guard, besides his height and constitution, was that he was sympathetic. He couldn't stand to see anyone being hurt or feeling hurt - it spoke to an almost maternal drive in him to comfort them or help them. This drive was being spoken to now, despite him being in mortal danger if he stayed. He knew the other would never beg or plead like this under normal circumstances.. but he still felt bad for him..

After a while of fighting with himself, the boy sighed and glanced away, slumping against the bed in resignation. "Fine.."

Those were the best 'few hours' of his life.