Past Reflections 21/?
Disclaimer: Andromeda, Harper, Tyr etc. Don't belong to me, unfortunately. No infringement intended.
Authors Notes: Rated R due to possible slash content and violence. I have been having some formatting problems, so if this comes out crazy bear with me.
A Peaceful Night
"My quarters are in the other direction, Big Guy." Harper commented from his position upside down across Tyr's back.
"I am aware of that."
"Well?"
"You did not seem to be getting any sleep in your rooms, so I thought you should sleep in mine so I can keep an eye on you." Tyr explained matter-of-factly.
"Um… Tyr… Have you been cooking with any kind of weird herbs that I should know of?" Harper asked hesitantly. "Because you're kind of in a strange mood."
"If you continue not too sleep it will effect your productivity before long." Tyr explained gruffly. "I expect the ship to run at peak efficiency."
"Didn't I already tell you that excuse wouldn't work forever?" Harper asked sounding amused. "Why is it so hard to say you were concerned about me?"
"A Nietzschean would have to be inferior indeed to care about a kludge, boy."
"Sure, Big Guy. Keep telling yourself that, maybe eventually you'll start to believe it."
Tyr ignored the engineer as he continued to make his way to his quarters. Once he entered, he asked for privacy mode and put Harper gently on his bed. Now that he had Harper with him, Tyr was unsure of what to do.
"Well Big Guy, if you wanted me in your bed, all you had to do was ask." Harper commented glibly, smirking at the Nietzschean's obvious discomfort. "No need to go cave-man on me."
Although Tyr was aware of Harper joking, he decided it was the perfect opportunity to discuss his feelings with the wily engineer in a hypothetical setting. At least he would get a handle on Harper's possible response to such an overture.
"If I knew it would be that simple I would have hauled you off to my bed a year ago." Tyr answered quite seriously, although the small curve of his lips gave him away somewhat.
"What?" Harper shrieked. "Are you out of your mind?"
"I am perfectly sane, I assure you." Tyr answered.
"I thought the whole purpose of this was so that I could sleep?" Harper reminded Tyr desperately, ignoring the heavy pounding of his heart.
"Quite right." Tyr acknowledged reluctantly. "We will have time to discuss this further after you get a full nights sleep."
So saying Tyr began to strip out of his leather pants and chain mail vest, soon leaving him in only a pair of tight fitting briefs.
"What are you doing?" Harper stammered nervously, for once no verbosity in sight.
"Undressing for bed. You should do the same, those sweaty clothes must be uncomfortable." Tyr commented casually, throwing Harper a pair of shorts from his wardrobe.
"Um, thanks man. I'll just go change… over there." Harper motioned to the washroom.
"Take your time, Little Man."
"Don't worry, I will." Harper mumbled under his breath, looking disbelievingly at Tyr, where he reclined on his bed looking quite comfortable. Harper closed the door sharply behind him once he hastily entered the washroom to get changed. He never saw Tyr smile as he walked away.
"At least he didn't run screaming from the room." Tyr commented thoughtfully. "It went much better than I expected, really."
Having teased Harper enough for one night, Tyr simply lowered the lights and got comfortable in the fare side of his bed, leaving enough room for Harper to lie comfortably. As Harper hesitantly made his way out of the washroom and toward the occupied bed, Tyr could hear the nervous beating of his heart from across the room.
"Harper, I won't bite, now get in here and get to sleep." Tyr suggested calmly, turning over to look at the skittish engineer slowly approaching the bed.
Harper lie down without a further word, leaving as much room between them as possible, only to start in surprise when Tyr pulled him practically on top of him a few minutes later.
"Relax, Little Professor." Tyr murmured. "I will not hurt you."
"I know that." Harper answered softly.
"Well then, try to rest."
It took a few additional seconds but Harper relaxed in his position on top of the Nietzschean, leaning his head on the broad chest. For the first time in what felt like years, Harper felt safe surrounded by a Nietzschean and went to sleep practically purring, without fear of his dreams.
Disclaimer: Andromeda, Harper, Tyr etc. Don't belong to me, unfortunately. No infringement intended.
Authors Notes: Rated R due to possible slash content and violence. I have been having some formatting problems, so if this comes out crazy bear with me.
A Peaceful Night
"My quarters are in the other direction, Big Guy." Harper commented from his position upside down across Tyr's back.
"I am aware of that."
"Well?"
"You did not seem to be getting any sleep in your rooms, so I thought you should sleep in mine so I can keep an eye on you." Tyr explained matter-of-factly.
"Um… Tyr… Have you been cooking with any kind of weird herbs that I should know of?" Harper asked hesitantly. "Because you're kind of in a strange mood."
"If you continue not too sleep it will effect your productivity before long." Tyr explained gruffly. "I expect the ship to run at peak efficiency."
"Didn't I already tell you that excuse wouldn't work forever?" Harper asked sounding amused. "Why is it so hard to say you were concerned about me?"
"A Nietzschean would have to be inferior indeed to care about a kludge, boy."
"Sure, Big Guy. Keep telling yourself that, maybe eventually you'll start to believe it."
Tyr ignored the engineer as he continued to make his way to his quarters. Once he entered, he asked for privacy mode and put Harper gently on his bed. Now that he had Harper with him, Tyr was unsure of what to do.
"Well Big Guy, if you wanted me in your bed, all you had to do was ask." Harper commented glibly, smirking at the Nietzschean's obvious discomfort. "No need to go cave-man on me."
Although Tyr was aware of Harper joking, he decided it was the perfect opportunity to discuss his feelings with the wily engineer in a hypothetical setting. At least he would get a handle on Harper's possible response to such an overture.
"If I knew it would be that simple I would have hauled you off to my bed a year ago." Tyr answered quite seriously, although the small curve of his lips gave him away somewhat.
"What?" Harper shrieked. "Are you out of your mind?"
"I am perfectly sane, I assure you." Tyr answered.
"I thought the whole purpose of this was so that I could sleep?" Harper reminded Tyr desperately, ignoring the heavy pounding of his heart.
"Quite right." Tyr acknowledged reluctantly. "We will have time to discuss this further after you get a full nights sleep."
So saying Tyr began to strip out of his leather pants and chain mail vest, soon leaving him in only a pair of tight fitting briefs.
"What are you doing?" Harper stammered nervously, for once no verbosity in sight.
"Undressing for bed. You should do the same, those sweaty clothes must be uncomfortable." Tyr commented casually, throwing Harper a pair of shorts from his wardrobe.
"Um, thanks man. I'll just go change… over there." Harper motioned to the washroom.
"Take your time, Little Man."
"Don't worry, I will." Harper mumbled under his breath, looking disbelievingly at Tyr, where he reclined on his bed looking quite comfortable. Harper closed the door sharply behind him once he hastily entered the washroom to get changed. He never saw Tyr smile as he walked away.
"At least he didn't run screaming from the room." Tyr commented thoughtfully. "It went much better than I expected, really."
Having teased Harper enough for one night, Tyr simply lowered the lights and got comfortable in the fare side of his bed, leaving enough room for Harper to lie comfortably. As Harper hesitantly made his way out of the washroom and toward the occupied bed, Tyr could hear the nervous beating of his heart from across the room.
"Harper, I won't bite, now get in here and get to sleep." Tyr suggested calmly, turning over to look at the skittish engineer slowly approaching the bed.
Harper lie down without a further word, leaving as much room between them as possible, only to start in surprise when Tyr pulled him practically on top of him a few minutes later.
"Relax, Little Professor." Tyr murmured. "I will not hurt you."
"I know that." Harper answered softly.
"Well then, try to rest."
It took a few additional seconds but Harper relaxed in his position on top of the Nietzschean, leaning his head on the broad chest. For the first time in what felt like years, Harper felt safe surrounded by a Nietzschean and went to sleep practically purring, without fear of his dreams.