Shackles of Love

BY : Loonywoif
Category: 1 through F > Andromeda
Dragon prints: 1824
Disclaimer: I do not own Andromeda, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Shackles of Love

by Loonywoif


 


 


 


Dylan strolled down the deck of the Andromeda Ascendant. Whistling cheerfully, he gave no indication of his thoughts. Those thoughts that plagued him for so long. Today he had just finished playing yet another round of basketball with Tyr, trying to keep Tyr playing in the rules again.


 


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In the corridors, Tyr Anasazi, last member of the Kodiak Clan, hunted his prey. He would have Dylan Hunt, he would have Dylan in him. Taking a deep breath, he could hear Dylan coming. He stepped out and headed to the bridge...


 


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Dylan stepped onto the bridge, and looked up. No one was there except Tyr. Beautiful Tyr. Tyr without his chain mail shirt, said shirt laying across the arm of the captainís chair. Beautiful Tyr with thosem brm braids. Dylan could see his hands tangled in those braids, those silken and soft braids. Dylan felt his hands clench and unclench. With soft steps he walks over to Tyr, leaning over, he blew a gentle breath right under Tyrís ear.


 


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Tyr heard Dylan come onto the bridge, he could imagine Dylan as he stood there looking at him. He heard the soft footfalls as they came closer and he heard the whisper of air as Dylan leaned over. However the soft breath rushing over his most erogenous zone made him tremble. Grasping the arms of the captainís chair he fought to stay upright.


 


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Dylan saw the tremble and leaned closer, laying his hands on Tyrís wrists, Dylan licked the sweet spot. Slowly raised his hand up and pinched Tyrís nipple. Growling into Tyrís ear, "Get out of my chair. Pull those pants down. On the floor, hands and k."



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