Sako awoke to the soft sound of his alarm chiming, pulled from a rather pleasant dream about himself and another male. His first thoughts were dread of having to face another day of duties, but then he noticed something warm, pressed up against him. Opening his eyes slowly he found the very male that he had been dreaming about, only now realising that what had happened last night had not been a dream at all. He wasn't sure what to think, but he certainly felt wonderful, now finding himself with Zasat.

The ascetic grunted a little, and turned over in the bed, pulling the sheets away from Sako. Groaning, the Shipmaster sat up, blinking his eyes as the dimly lit room slowly came into focus. He felt something slowly tracing it's way up his bare back, shivering softly and finding that Zasat had awoken as well. He felt two skilled sets of fingers tracing over the hard, warm muscles of his back, causing him to moan out softly and lean forward as he let himself be stroked.  ÒMmhh...I thought that last night was a dream...Ó

Zasat smiled softly upon hearing the shipmaster, and softly replied in his ear ÒFortunately, it was not.Ó The ascetic moved himself forward, and gently pressed his mandibles against the back of sako's neck, the male purring slightly as he felt the Shipmaster shiver softly at his touch. 

Sako turned himself around, enough so that he was able to face the one who had brought him so much pleasure the night before. He closed his eyes, and gently pressed his mandibles against Zasat's, the two males purring softly as their maws locked together in a long, deep kiss. Sako felt the ascetics long tongue invading his maw, lapping around between his mandibles, the shipmaster's only defense was to curl his own tongue around Zasat's, keeping it from going any further inside his maw by rubbing against it softly.

They both moved up closer to each other until their chests were pressed tightly together, and their arms wrapped around each other's back. They continued like that for several minutes, holding and caressing each other, moaning softly. It was Sako who broke the kiss first, realising that both he and Zasat had duty shifts in a few minutes. He nibbled against Zasat's cheek, speaking softly into his earslit. ÒOur duty shifts commence soon, we should probably not be late, or the crew will be wondering what we have both gotten up toÓ 

The ascetic nodded in agreement, and the two elites slowly stood up and untangled themselves from the bedsheets. Looking down, a slight smile came to Zasat's mandibles as he saw that both he and Sako had the remains of the previous nights activities on them, splatters of seed over their bodies, as well as the strong smell of male sex that clung to them. ÒPerhaps it would be prudent to clean ourselves before we go on duty, I fear that our smell alone will alert the rest of the crew to what we have been doing.Ó

Sako smiled at this, and led the ascetic to the washroom. The shower cubicle was only designed for one, but they both managed to squeeze themselves in together. Zasat groaned as he felt himself being pressed up against Sako's chest, the warm water running down both of their bodies. Oh how he wanted to enjoy his new found partner right then and there, but he knew that he had to suppress his desires for now, having only a short amount of time to show up for duty. Sako was having similar problems, the male having to concentrate very intently on washing himself, trying very hard not to think about what he could do with Zasat in here. 

After a few minutes, the two were done, and they exited the shower, drying themselves off. They no longer reeked of male sex, but there was still a lingering scent of arousal about the both of them. Fortunately though, the smell would be contained by their bodysuits. They walked back into Sako's main room, and began to put their suits back on, the ascetics suit still smelling of his deep musk due to how long it had gone without being cleaned, or even taken off. After pulling the suits on tightly, the two placed their armour on their body, and magnetised it, the metal plates clinging to them. 

The two gave each other one last kiss, before the doors to Sako's quarters were unlocked, and they walked out in unison, heading for the nearest grav lift that went to the bridge.

The best thing about Zasat's assignment, was that he was instructed to follow Sako around on duty so that he could be supervised. The two stood next to each other on the command platform, but they had to pretend that they felt nothing for each other, which proved to be rather difficult. Occasionally, if none of the crew were watching, Sako would slip the ascetic a smile, or stand right next to him, pretending to be looking at a display together, while quietly whispering rather dirty things to him about how nice the armour made his ass look.

It was hours before Sako actually had something to do other than standing on the bridge and watching the crew. He was scheduled to watch some of the recruits training, and to instruct them. Glad to go somewhere else, Zasat suggested that Sako take the 'scenic route'. 

The two elites made their way through the much less busy maintenance corridors of the ship, before finding an alcove where they would definitely not be intruded upon. Zasat gave a dominant growl, and he placed both his hands on Sako's chest-plate, pushing him up against the wall. Before the Shipmaster could even respond, he found his face being assaulted by Zasat's tongue, causing him to let off a deep moan as it wormed it's way down into his maw. His moans only grew louder as the Ascetic pressed his body firmly against him, the other male taking special care to grind his groin up against the Shipmasters. It took but a few moments for large bulges to appear underneath their suits, running up from their hips to the bottom of their ribs, the tight bodysuits pressing their erections tightly against their body. This only made it feel even better for Sako as Zasat ground firmly against him, the rubbery material of their suits allowing their shafts to slip past each other with a wonderful, vibrating squeak each time Zasat pressed forward. The insides of their suits were soon made sticky from the pre that both of them oozed, the warm fluid only adding to the pleasure. 

The sound of squeaking rubber and deep gasping and moaning could be heard down the echoey corridor for some way, the two males using their hands to explore other parts of their armour-clad bodies.

Sako was the first to hit his peak, he cried out in bliss, and reaching around to grab Zasat's rump as he coated the inside of his suit with a huge amount of sticky seed. Fortunately for him, the suit was completely airtight, and would keep in both the seed and the potent scent of his semen. Zasat came a moment later, warbling out and pulling Sako close to him as he felt his tight rump being gripped and Sako's member rapidly pulsing against his own, the inside of his own suit recieving a liberal coating of his essence.

The two were left panting and resting against each other and the wall, before Sako finally managed to disentangle himself from the Ascetic. Smiling weakly, he gave him an affectionate lick.

ÒMmhh...I didn't even know that we could do that while still inside our suitsÓ

ÒThe things that you learn while training are quite varied...and usefulÓ

Sako grinned at this, pulling Zasat into a deep kiss. By now, both of them noticed that their members had retracted back into their male slits, leaving no obvious indication of what had happened. Zasat gave the Shipmaster's rump a playful grope, before noting that they both were quite late for their supervision of the recruits. They hurried along through the corridors to the training area, both of them quite inconspicuous, appearing that they had simply taken a jog.