Author: Karolyn Gray <kmgray3@aol.com>
ScifiBB/Chat Handle: Gray3
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: John/Aeryn
Type: m/f
Synopsis: Rygel decides sneaking around the ducts isn't such a great idea.
Type: Vignette
Spoilers: None.
Archiving: Yes
Disclaimers: All Farscape names, characters and other related indicia are the property of Jim Henson Productions, Hallmark Entertainment, Nine Networks, the Scifi Channel and all associated parties. No copyright infringement is intended.
Note: All of the Sexscape stories are not intended to be related. They're just supposed to be general tidbits of smut and slash I decided to write that didn't fit anywhere else. Most are PWP.
This particular piece makes a bit more sense if you read "Never a Break", "Watchful Eyes of a Human" and "Watchful Eyes of a Sebacean" first, but aren't necessary.
Rygel heard Crichton and Aeryn arguing as usual about some nonsense of another. Not really paying attention to what their argument was about he focused on locking up his goods and escaping from his secret cache undetected before they heard him.
"Fuck you, Aeryn."
Those three words instantly got his attention, stopping him in his tracks. Crichton rarely swore in his own language, some of which Rygel secretly admitted was rather colorful even by the standards of the rest of known sentient races. It was a clear sign the human was upset, frustrated, or angry. All stages Rygel would rather not see the human in as it often led to trouble.
'What the frell did Aeryn do now?' He wondered, realizing they were now too close for him to depart without being noticed. This was his best hiding place. He certainly did not need anyone knowing about it. Resigning himself, he waited for them to finish whatever they were doing and leave.
"What the frell did you just say?" Rygel heard Aeryn ask in a mixture of surprise and anger.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, Aeryn. I'm not playing your fucking little games anymore."
"My games? I wasn't the one who was sneaking about spying on people."
"Oh, really? A bit of selective memory there, huh, Sunshine?"
"Uh...I..."
"Admit it, Aeryn. You liked it. I saw the look in your eyes. Why deny it?"
A pause.
"Come on, admit it. Just you and me here, Aeryn. Watching me excited you. Didn't it?"
"No. Just like you said watching me didn't bother you."
"Oh, it sure did. You were so hot and sexy. I wanted to fuck you on the spot."
Another long pause. Rygel was certain Aeryn was calculating the most painful way in which to murder their human shipmate at this point.
"Then why didn't you?" She asked softly.
Rygel blinked in surprise at the question and perked up his ears to better listen to the odd conversation.
"'Cause I'd kind of like to survive the experience intact, if you get my meaning."
"I wouldn't hurt you." Aeryn said; some emotion Rygel couldn't identify coloring her tone.
"Neither would I." Was Crichton's simple and honest response.
Another pause.
"Yes."
"Yes what?" Crichton asked sounding slightly puzzled.
"Watching you. It was exciting." Aeryn admitted softly, her voice low. "And when you called my name I wanted..."
"Wanted what?"
"You."
"So you left."
"We were both tired, John."
"I'm not tired now. Are you?"
"No."
Another long pause.
Rygel flinched as he not only heard but also felt something slam into the wall behind which he was hiding. A moment later there was a low groan, almost feral, deep enough to be D'Argo.
'Did Aeryn pantak jab him?' He wondered. Curious he quietly sidled his way around the slight curve and up to the grate to peer out, eyes widening in surprise.
Crichton and Aeryn were wrapped in a tight embrace, hands wandering, squeezing, and caressing each other while their lips were locked together in a frenzied, passionate kiss. Occasionally they broke the kiss long enough to catch a breath of air. All the while their tongues dueled with each other as they probed each other's mouths.
After a few microts their groping turned into a gentler embrace that pulled their bodies even closer. Crichton pulled back slightly to look at Aeryn's face, a small smile coming to his face. He stared at her for a moment before he leaned in again, softly tasting Aeryn's lips with his tongue before capturing them in a deep kiss. Aeryn's accompanying groan filled the small chamber.
As the human's kiss continued, Aeryn's hands began to move again, caressing and messaging Crichton's back. First at his shoulder then trailing down his spine until they came to rest on his ass. Running her hands over his tight buns she pulled him towards her as she ground against his crotch.
Crichton gasped loudly at that, breaking of his kiss briefly to roll back his head as he tried to steady his erratic breaths, a pure look of pleasure on his face. Aeryn took the opportunity to kiss his neck and throat with abandon, until Crichton lowered his head and capture her lips once more in another deep kiss.
Crichton's hands now slid up from their grasp on Aeryn's waist caressing the smooth skin of her hard, flat stomach before continuing upwards closer to her breasts. Sighing in expectation Aeryn broke their kiss, gasping when Crichton nibbled on her ear.
Aeryn's body visibly trembled as the human's hands quickly unzipped the vest and pushed it off her shoulders to reveal the smooth skin and her pert breasts with their hardened pink nipples. Crichton licked and nibbled his way across her shoulders as his hand gently cupped her breast, squeezing them gently as Aeryn's breathing sped up.
She shuddered and moaned softly as Crichton's thumbs began to circle her nipples teasingly and the human began to kiss a trail down between her breaths. He paused momentarily to kiss the palm of her hand that had started to stroke the back of his head, her fingers grasping at the short hairs there.
"John..." She whispered softly.
In answer, he lowered his head to her left breast, teasing her nipple and areola with his tongue. She pushed her chest forward in response groaning in frustration as he pulled back to keep up his teasing swirls. Switching to the other breast brought another groan as he tickled and teased her.
"Please, John." Aeryn begged, her hand now grasping his head more firmly.
Instantly Crichton took a nipple into his mouth, suckling hard. Aeryn cried out in pleasure, pulling his head in even closer silently urging him to take more. He quickly switched to the other breast repeating the process and earning a gasp of appreciation. He continued to switch back and forth between her breasts, leaving a small wet trail between them with the tip of his tongue.
Aeryn's hands dropped away, unlatching his utility belt and allowing it to drop to the small chamber floor soon followed by her own. Carefully she unsnapped the opening of Crichton's leather pants, sliding the zipper carefully down over Crichton's swollen member before tugging the tight leather pants off his hips to allow her better access to his hard cock. Crichton muscles shuddered as her fingers slid under his black shirt, toying with the thin trail of hair that disappeared into his boxers.
Crichton moaned softly as Aeryn slowly caressed and fondled his cock and balls through the thin material, lifting his head away from her breasts. Smiling at his reaction Aeryn kissed him deeply as she slid a finger into the front opening of the boxers, teasing.
He hips thrust forward, encouraging her to slide her hand fully into his shorts. Grasping him gently she slowly stroked him, earning another moan of pleasure. His hips began to rock against her hand as she continued to stroke him harder and faster.
Suddenly Crichton pushed her back, pulling her hand out. He was breathing hard, swallowing as if to gain control. "Need you. Now."
Aeryn nodded, her dark eyes and rapid breathing indicating her own arousal. She just finished unzipping her pants in time for Crichton to grasp them and her underwear, sliding them over her slim hips and half way down her muscular thighs when he started kissing his way down her stomach to the dark curly patch of hair that concealed her sex.
He spread her legs slight and buried his face into her dark bush. Aeryn cried out in surprised pleasure, grinding her pelvis into him as he spread her pussy lips to allow his tongue greater access. As he continued his ministrations her soft whimpers quickly turned into moans as she gripped his head to her.
She began to shake uncontrollably, her hips trying to grind against his mouth. He held her steady, grasping her hips as he continued exploring her depth. Her cries became louder, calling his name over and over until she tensed up, shrieking his name as her legs started to collapse under her from the orgasm Crichton had brought her.
Crichton held her, kissing her wherever he could as he cradled her in his arms. Her lips, neck, shoulders, breasts. As her trembling subsided and breathing slowed, her slid her pants to the top of her boots before stopping in frustration.
"John." Aeryn's soft call of his name caught his attention. "I want you."
"I want you too, baby." He replied kissing her gently.
"Boots."
He chuckled softly, brushing his groin insistently against her. "Can't wait. Turn around."
Silently she nodded, turning to face wall. Crichton quickly pushed down his boxers and pants. He started caressing Aeryn's firm ass before sliding his hands around her waist as he positioned himself behind her. Anticipating what he was wanted; Aeryn spread her legs as far as she could, arching back against him.
Crichton hissed as she reached down between her legs and grasped his cock into her hands. She gently caressed his velvety length for a few microts before running her thumb over the sensitive cock head, spreading the fluid seeping from the tip in small spirals. She chuckled as he growled and pulled her even closer. She guided him to her wet opening, groaning as he brushed his swollen tip between her lips but made no further move to push inward and upward.
"John, please." Aeryn moaned, trying to push back against him.
"You want me, Aeryn? You want me to fuck you?" Crichton whispered huskily in her ear, one of his arms snaking around her waist to allow his fingers access to her waiting pussy, while the other maintained his leverage against her.
"Yes. Please...please, John." Aeryn whimpered, her hands trying to pull him to her.
Crichton's fingers were now moving between pussy lips, teasing the hardened nub there. "Say it. Tell me what you want." He encouraged her, increasing the pressure.
She gave a short cry. "Frell me, John. Frell me. Oh...frell me, want you so much, please, frell me..."
Crichton suddenly thrust into hard and fast, ending her mantra with a shriek of pure pleasure as he penetrated her. He paused for a moment before plunging into her with slow, deliberate strokes, grunting with force of his thrusts.
Aeryn ground back against him, moaning with each new penetration, the next deeper than the last. She grasped his ass, encouraging him to go deeper and harder, silently begging him for more as she met each of his thrusts with equal strength.
This seemed to go on for arns, as the sound of their skin slapping together and groans mingled, with only an occasional pause in their frenzied thrusts as they rotated their hips against each other with him still buried deep with in her warm depths. Sweat glistened from both of them as their hands caressed each other.
Soon Aeryn's breaths became shorter, her cries more insistent. "Harder. Oh, hezmana...John!" She was thrusting back against him harder, one of her hands joining his that were teasing her clit continuously through his magnificent thrusts.
Growling he grabbed her hand and forced her lean into the wall pressing her into the slightly cool surface, pinning her. He bit her neck, suckling the skin harshly, as he began to thrust even harder and faster into her, their hands locked together.
Aeryn threw back her head and screamed his name, her body shuddering as her orgasm swept over her, her fingernails digging into the flesh of Crichton's hands. In response Crichton whole body spasmed, a strangled cry escaping from his throat as he thrust himself into her twice more before collapsing onto her back gasping for breath.
For a long time neither moved, their bodies trembling from their exertion. The first to move was Crichton who kissed Aeryn's shoulder gently as his hand began to caress her thighs and waist, allowing his limp, wet cock to slip out of her and pull her into his embrace. "You OK, baby?" He asked softly.
Aeryn sighed contentedly, snuggling into Crichton's warmth with a satisfied smile on her face. "Yes." She turned in his arm, nipping his collarbone gently before wrapping her arms around him. "You were fantastic."
Crichton chuckled softly. "So were you, baby."
Aeryn pulled back slightly. "I mean it. You felt wonderful. Made me feel...." She shook her head with a bemused smile. "It's never felt that good before."
Crichton gave her a quick kiss. "I don't think anyone has ever told me I'm a great fuck before."
Aeryn looked stunned and apologetic. "I didn't mean..."
"Sh. I know what you meant." Crichton assured her, running his thumb over her lower lip. A lazy smile came to his face. "You're a great fuck, Aeryn."
"Are you mocking me?" She demanded, her own smile softening the harshness of the question.
Crichton chuckled, resting his forehead against her. "Never. Just thinking how much I'd like to fuck you until neither of us can walk for a week."
An impish grin came to her face. "So you think you can keep...it... up, hmm?"
"Won't know until you try." He murmured, kissing her softly. The kiss quickly became more heated before Aeryn suddenly pushed him away.
"No."
"But Aeryn..." Crichton protested.
Aeryn rested her fingers on his lips, silencing him. "After dinner. Tier twenty; crew quarters. We won't be disturbed there."
Crichton grinned at that. "I'll hold you too that."
"And I'll hold you too that 'fucking' until we can't walk." Aeryn replied playfully running her fingers down his stomach, stopping only when she reached the dark curls of his groin.
Crichton grinned at her and nodded his head. "Deal."
Rygel continued to watch them as they quickly cleaned up and straitened their clothing before packing up their forgotten tools and equipment packs. Aeryn finished first and was gone after a quick 'see you later' that brought a ridiculous looking grin to the human's face. In short order Crichton followed her departure from the neural cluster chamber.
Rygel sighed in disgust. 'Body breeders! First D'Argo and Chiana, now Crichton and Aeryn!'
For a moment he considered whether he could use this knowledge to gain a favor or two but quickly discarded the idea. Crichton probably wouldn't care that he'd seen them after his initial embarrassment and Aeryn would most likely decide to add a live target to her training regimen. Besides it wasn't likely the rest of the crew would believe him.
As he waddled his way to the duct where he had left his thrown chair he shook his head, thankful that Crichton and Aeryn had the courteousy to keep their sexual activities private from the crew. Certainly he hadn't expected this when he'd come here. He would pay more attention to the maintenance schedule from now on before wandering through Moya's ducts.
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Epilogue.
(AKA Useless ending to a plot-less fic)
2 Arns Later. Central Chamber.
"Where are Crichton and Aeryn? The food is getting cold." D'Argo grumbled.
"Pilot indicated that they were finishing up some work in Command. Apparently there was some minor systems glitch in the navigation station that Pilot was concerned about. They'll be here when they're done." Zhaan informed D'Argo with a small smile, as she picked up another piece of fruit.
"Yeah, Pilot had them running all over the ship fixing stuff today." Chiana added. "Last I saw they were arguing something about a missed connection while they were headed towards the neural cluster."
Rygel's ears twitched at this and opened his mouth, snapping it shut a moment later as he heard the familiar footfalls of his Sebacean and Human shipmates. Once again they were arguing. He groaned to himself in disgust.
"Hey, Ryg. Something wrong with the food?" Chiana asked with a strange look on her face.
"Oh no. Just thinking about something. The food is exemplary." Rygel said quickly, knowing his words would please the Nebari thief and divert attention away from him. Sometimes being ignored on this ship had its advantages.
"Well if you had listened to me we would have finished half an arn ago." Crichton was saying as he strolled into the chamber.
Aeryn raised her hand in surrender. "All right. I should have listened to you. Are you satisfied?"
"For now." Crichton replied as they took their usual seats at the table.
Dinner proceeded normally enough, the rest of Rygel's shipmates discussing their days and tomorrows routine before devolving into a long thoroughly confusing discourse by Crichton trying to explain something called 'Star Drek'. He had been mildly curious as to what exactly an 'Enter Prize' was and its monetary value to the winner, but the discussion had ended with Aeryn's 'you are too bizarre' comment.
Rygel quickly departed the Chamber intent on heading towards his quarters and remaining there for evening, not desiring to see his shipmates' naked extremities again. Naturally, the Universe decided to toy with him as he heard Crichton rapidly coming up behind him.
"Hey, Rygel?"
"Yes? What is it, Crichton?" He asked gruffly, turning his thrown sled and raising it a little.
"Just checking to see if you're ok? You seemed a little distracted during dinner." Crichton replied with a shrug.
"The thoughts of a Dominar are not fit for Commoners." Rygel replied haughtily and continued on down the corridor at Crichton's laughter.
"I guess that means Aeryn and I won't have to give you a repeat performance then, huh?"
Rygel swung around, his mouth agape in shock at the smug grin on the human's face. It took him several microts to get a hold of himself before he started sputtering in denial. "Performance? What the yotz are you talking about?"
At that moment Aeryn sauntered by, obviously headed towards the crew quarters in the lower tiers of the ship. She flashed a wide grin at Rygel and Crichton before turning the corner, earning a strange noise from Crichton.
"Well if you change you're mind, you know where we'll be." Crichton replied distractedly, his eyes locked on the route Aeryn had just taken. With that the human was off and around the corner before Rygel could even reply.
"Body Breeders! Bah!"