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leaving. They could fucking bite him. He circled behind Yanai to stand
behind him, resting his hand on his shoulder. The gray men stood behind
him in a comforting wall, Eric sandwiched between the tallest and the
next tallest gray man.
You re welcome to file a complaint, the Pressian said, a slow,
nasty grin spreading his teddy-bear face. It would of course take ninety
Earth days to process and then between six and nine months for the
trial.
Yanai pointed a finger at them, eyes blazing. You will not touch
them. Either one of them.
* * * *
Yanai had never felt such a refined rage. The only reason the
Pressians were here was because they d heard about the sale of Trev s
paintings. The broker had used the rarity of Trev s species as a selling
point to clients, and now the Pressians thought they could come in and
take Trev for profit. The greedy little bastards.
Lord?
If they move for their weapons, drop them.
Noted, lord. Are we running?
Out of Pressian airspace, yes. He was not losing his lover or his
new ward just because of Pressian greed. He was going to report their
harassment of the Eoeans to the Council of Galaxies as well.
Where are we going?
Home. Tannaran was protected by a plethora of laws and restricts
on entrance of foreigners. Once we rid ourselves of the Pressians, it
will not take a long time for the others to send more of them with
better weaponry. I want this entire house broken down and packed into
the ship in two hours time. Can it be done?
Yes, lord. He could feel their approval of his decision.
The nearest Pressian reached for his waist, and the gray men reacted.
They leapt across the couch, sinking their teeth into the nearest body part
of each of the little invaders. Someone got a shot off, and the crackle of
the weapon shot a bolt of light to bounce around the room, causing them
all to duck before it faded.
Almost instantly, the venom in the gray men s saliva worked their
magic. The paralytic agent would send the Pressians into a near-
comatose state for at least twelve hours.
Holy shit! Eric exclaimed, his eyes wide.
Holy shit, Trev echoed, his fearful gaze going to Yanai.
Is everyone all right? Yanai asked. A chorus of fines met him,
and he finally relaxed.
Trev s blue eyes met his. What are we going to do?
Leave. I ll send a message to the Eoean realtor we went through to
sell the property once we have vacated the space. We re going home.
He paused, feeling guilty. I am sorry we have to leave your homeland.
The gray men straightened and spread out, no doubt to carry his
orders to pack up the house. The transport ship was parked on one of the
back fields where it had been since the gray men had delivered it when
they d first moved in. They d been here less than three months.
He pushed himself to his feet and rounded the couch before pulling
Trev into his arms. I m very sorry. But I know the Pressians. They will
not stop until they have what they want.
My home is with you, sugar, Trev said into the muscle of his chest.
It s always been with you. I miss Tannaran. Is that where we re going?
Yanai nodded.
We re leaving Earth? Eric squeaked. Yanai opened his mouth to
offer the boy some kind of encouragement, a promise that he would find
a way to return him here, but Eric interrupted him before he got the
chance. That is so awesome! I ve never been on a spaceship. Humans
were remarkably adaptive creatures.
You will see other galaxies, Yanai promised, smiling despite the
harshness of the situation.
We re going to have to stop in one of the closer port worlds to
resupply. We will not have enough for the entire trip, one of the gray
men reported. We ve enough fuel to clear out of the Pressian-controlled
sectors, but I would feel better if we could get halfway. Our food will be
the major issue. We ll have to stop in two weeks time.
We can make it to Runa by then, Yanai said. It was a nice port. A
bit expensive, but he could afford to stop in a luxury port.
Runa? Trev asked.
One of the moons off one of the pleasure planets in the Scorpio
system. You will be able to see a luxury port before we get back home.
Cool, Eric said, sounding awed. I have no clue but pleasure
planets and luxury ports can t be not awesome.
What about your job? Trev asked. He was worrying again.
I can continue to do my job and my original job with little difficulty
from the ship. If they have a problem with me working off world, they
will be able to replace me without pressure since I will continue to
monitor the network streams. It would be difficult but not impossible.
There would be a three-day lag in communications, but that was more
than all right. It usually took him that long to respond as is due to the fact
that he was thorough.
So it ll be okay? We can really go home no problem? Trev asked,
clearly needing reassurance.
Yanai pressed a kiss to his lips. Yes, pet. So long as we clear
Eoean space, we will have no problems. Even if they issue a warrant for
us, we should be able to overturn them easily.
What do we need to do? Eric asked, standing straighter.
Help the gray men pack your things and start taking them out to the
transport. He turned toward Trev. Get whatever you wish to take with
you from the pleasure room.
Trev nodded. What about my paints and canvasses?
They ll load them. I ll pay for more supplies to be put through the
doorways when we get to Tannaran. The canvasses you have will have
to do for now. I could actually just have your broker ship supplies
through a smaller transport gate to the ship if I asked her to take it out of
your commission. We ll see. Come, we don t have much time. He
paused, gripping his lover s shoulders. I will understand if you want to
stay.
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