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Josh would never call himself a big fan of the Intel guys, at USSF station Prometheus. A group of white collar stuffed shirts who never traveled further than the coffee machine. The lead agent, a badger who true to the stereotypes about his people was a grumpy old fuck, not only constantly seemed to be constantly ten years behind any tech trend but also sat on his laurels. Those laurels sent the Upward Past Icarus, the small cruiser that Josh worked as a chief engineer on, towards Panthera.

As a key member of the team he was present for the briefing, along with the Chief Medical Officer Nicole Clark, a slim cheetah woman. Head of Engineering Daniel Bachman a jackal who seemed to carry a constant nervous look on his face, head of security Anders Ketchum, an old grizzled wolf who had about as much patience for the badger as Josh did, and finally their captain Andrew King, a dashing young Fox who may have gotten the position on just a bit more than merit, but he hadn't gotten them killed just yet so he got a pass in most of the crews books.

The Badger walked into the room, a steaming coffee mug in his hand. He carried his girth well at least, with confidence, looking less like an obese person and more like someone who took on some extra padding save someone decide to knife him. The Badger said nothing to the gathered group, just flicked a switch on a remote he was carrying to bring up a transparent vid screen that projected from the middle of the table.

The vid showed a recording from the perspective of a drone, buzzing through trees in what looked like a tropical environment. Josh had seen the video before, being a lead Data Analyst. The drone would fly through area, easily weaving through trees and ducking under vines, scanning the area before something it didn't calculate for. A spear in it's back. As the signal faded it caught a few images of tall striped creatures, with vibrant fur.

"Of course it has to be felines..." Anders grumbled, before quickly looking over to Nicole "No offense!"

"None taken, they look like lions!" Nicole replied, shuddering. She'd worked medical long enough to see the damage Lion weapons would do on a body, how sometimes the best case scenario was dying fast from one. Plasma scrambling up guts leaving the victim coughing and spurting waiting for death. Nicole reached for the nicotine patch she had on a shaved section of her left arm, pressing down on it to release a new dose of the calming chemical.

"Brass wants you to investigate!" The badger finally spoke, sipping his coffee. Josh had never bothered to learn his name. Calling him 'that ass hole badger' inspired enough recognition from anyone else that he never had to learn his name.

"They look Panthrean..." King finally spoke up, the fox keeping his arms crossed trying to seem cool calm and collected before his crew. "Why is brass sending us? This could be combat!"

"We did a full scan of the planet following the drone. A few stone structures, mostly forest. We're looking at a species of hunter-gatherers." The badger said confidently.

"You did an orbital scan! Did you actually check surface?" Josh spoke up, the skungaroo knowing intel wouldn't send a second drone if they didn't think they needed to.

"We don't need to!" Right on the money. "This is an Ambassadorial operation. Go down there, give them some med packs or whatever, and we have a planet that isn't going to bend the knee under the Lions." The crew grumbled, but they couldn't argue. Ambassador missions were key in this campaign against the lions.

"Can we at least get a combat escort?" Their captain spoke up again, this planet's inhabitants similarities to the lions had everyone on edge.

"Sorry, you know we need those ships else where." The badger spoke. Dick.

"I can't say I'm the biggest fan of this!" Anders said as he sat on the bed to which Josh was tied. Josh couldn't help but roll his eyes at the statement. Anders was the only one of the crew to put the pillow talk before the actual sex. Nicole or Daniel would at least save talking about Lion laser aftermaths or old spaceship builds until after the two of them had orgasmed, but Anders was different. He would constantly talk about things before sex, things Josh didn't want to think about while he was stuck with an erection he couldn't touch. The Forward Past Icarus was traveling at light speed, taking what would be a 1600 year journey towards the planet dubbed Tigris and morphing it into a 16 hour journey. Josh decided to spend this time in what was essentially limbo the only way he knew how, sex.

"Look, I agree one hundred percent!" He started, looking up towards the wolf who had him tied to the bed. "But for fuck sake, you can't just tie me to the bed then start lamenting! That's not fair at all!" The wolf smirked as he sat on the other end of the bad, placing bare footpaws in Josh's face.

"Well fine, then shut up and lick!" Josh felt his cheeks burn in a slight blush, Anders always knew how to press his buttons, and the sweet intoxicating musk of a hard working wolf's footpaws was the fastest way to Josh's heart, and cock.

Josh feigned resistance as he took in those sweet smells of a wolf who spent most of his day in thick boots doing combat drills, drills Josh would join Anders for on most days. The skungaroo took in the wolf's musky paw scent, licking his lips as Anders placed a toe against them. Josh eagerly took it in, sucking on Anders' big toe, tasting all the subtle hints of salt and sweat as Anders rubbed his foot up against his face. Eventually the wolf scooted upwards, sticking his large, thick cock in Josh's face. Josh was all too happy to open his maw for the head of security's cock head, taking it hungrily in his mouth

The wolf thrusted his cock deep into his crew mates throat, feeling it slide against his tongue. Josh was all to eager to take it, feeling his pelvis thrust and his body convulse as he felt the wolf slide his girth into his mouth. Josh could feel his orgasm slowly building up, an orgasm he had kept stored ever since he had gone on shore leave, but now it was bubbling to the top, pre leaking and shooting out onto Anders' fur. Anders responded by thrusting his dick deeper into the skungaroo's throat, letting his own seed start to spill out. The taste of the wolf's almost molten hot cum shoot down his throat caused him to paint his wolven partner a much brighter shade of white, his semen shooting into Anders' graying fur as he thrusted his cock upward. Eventually the pair lay next to each other, panting heavily. The taste of Anders' cum still hot in Josh's mouth as his wrist watch began to ring. The name on the display said one word.

Dad.

"Hey dad!" Josh said, nervously looking into the screen at the old kangaroo. "Didn't wake you did I?" Josh's father shook his head.

"Oh no, no. You know me, always up late!" His dad said, Josh smiled knowing that despite years of living in Canada, his father had kept his rather thick Australian Bush accent.

"Still building those model ships?" Josh asked. His father grinned, gesturing behind him to the shelf full of model ships he'd spent hours building.

"It was either this or golf! So what are you up to? Living out your space faring dreams still?" Josh nodded.

"Yeah, I'm support staff on an ambassador mission right now actually." His father smiled.

"I know I don't say it enough, but you know I'm damn proud of you right?" His father said, Josh thought he could even see a glint of a tear in his old man's eye. Josh nodded letting his lips curl into a grin, just as a red light and a blaring alarm sounded in his room for a split second. "Jesus!? What the hell was that?" His father asked, nearly jumping out of his chair. Josh laughed.

"Oh, orbital alarm. Let's us know we're entering the planet's atmosphere."

"They couldn't just like, calmly announce it?" Josh shrugged, still grinning.

"I'll be sure to let them know once I'm back on Prometheus!" The alarm blared again, and again. It wasn't supposed to do that.

"Jesus! Can't they shut that fucker off." His father joked, right before the entirety of Josh's cabin shook, knocking him about and bashing his head against the desk, sending him into darkness.

"Josh? Josh what's going on?!"

"I'm just saying that the Planetary Defense Force is a noble calling!" Had been Josh's father's response that night at the bar when Josh had divulged his plans to enlist in the USFF. "And it's a hell of a lot safer!" He quickly added, slowly sipping his beer.

"Yeah, but I don't want safe, Dad!" Josh replied. "I don't want to just sit in a military base twiddling my thumbs, grabbing my military discount. I want to DO something, you know?" His father sighed, the nod he gave felt heavy on his back.

"Yeah...I get it son. I do." His father never was one to cry, but Josh could always see that slight wobble in his lips as a tear would threaten to escape from his eye. "But tensions are brewing up there! The new Lion Emperor is talking a lot of scary shit!" All Josh could do was shrug.

"It's all just nationalist vitriol used to rile up his supporters, their economy is too dependent on the Federation to risk any out and out hostile action!" His old man nodded.

"Just promise me, you'll come home safe!"

"Yeah dad, I promise!"

"And if you can't do that, kill whoever the fuck killed you!"

Josh awoke in a dark chamber, with sand under his ass. He was chained to wall, opposite him he could see Anders and Daniel across from him. Daniel perked up when he saw that Josh was awake. The jackal breathed a heavy sigh. "Shit, Josh. I thought you were never going to wake up!" Josh looked around the room, stone walls and sand floors. The only lighting being provided by torches that stuck out of the walls. The badger asshole was wrong even about them being hunter gatherers.

"What happened?" Was all Josh could muster up to say. His head was still ringing, he prayed to some God he didn't believe in that he didn't have a concussion.

"It was the fucking Lions man! They were waiting for us, we had our shields dropped and....fuck..." Daniel shook.

"What about Nicole? And Captain King?"

"Dead." Anders bluntly rumbled. "They both died in the crash. We managed to get a beacon out, but we don't know how long it will be until reinforcements arrive." Josh hoped that prick of a badger would be watching their sector closely, he owed them that much. More light shone into the room as three Tigers entered, none of them were clothed very well, their garbs looked more ceremonial than practical. The lead tiger, clearly younger than the other two walked with a certain swagger, gold jewelry practically dripping off his wrists and ankles. He grinned as he saw the three prisoners.

"So are these the Demons the Angels delivered to us!" He looked to one of the two tigers flanking him, the tiger nodded in solidarity. The lead grinned looking over the three captives. "Truly hideous creatures are they not?"

"Truly Prince Herivaux!" One of the guards spoke as the Prince strode into the room.

"And they shall see the might of our God, through his avatar, before all the people!" The prince's grin seemed glued onto his face as he approached Josh, not crouching down to meet him eye to eye, but instead presenting a sandal'd foot before the Skungaroo's muzzle. "But first, they shall kiss the feet of he shall send them back to their pits of despair!"

"Fuck you!" Josh was swiftly met with a hard kick to the face, the Tiger scowling at him but never truly losing that smug swagger he carried about him.

"The angels told me that was a term your people used in insolence!" He kick Josh again. "I will have fun breaking you, Demon, but first. Kiss!" Josh knew he couldn't exactly talk his way out of this, deep down a part of him laughed at the irony of it all. He leaned in and kissed the sole of the sandal, tasting sand and tanned leather on his lips. The tiger grinned. "Now lick it!" Josh grumbled but licked the sandal, the flavors much more pronounced now as he picked up grains of sand on his tongue. It wasn't ideal, but if this is all he had to do until reinforcements showed up to rescue him and his friends, he'd gladly keep licking. Eventually the Prince pulled his foot back, walking over to Anders and Daniel, expecting the same treatment. Daniel was quick to oblige, the tiny jackal never was one for conflict, or pain. Anders held out even longer than Josh, taking not only kicks to the face but a couple to the groin.

"I want you to know Cat!" Anders growled. "When I get out of here, I'm going to bury your face in the sand and fuck you right in front of your cunt wife and your faggot father!" The Prince responded by dropping his foot down onto Anders' cock, pressing it into the sand as the wolf howled in agony. "Take him first, I want to see how brave he is under the Eye of God!" The two guards unchained the wolf, dragging him between them as they followed behind their prince.

It was only ten minutes later that the Prince returned, carrying Anders' head in his hand. He gleefully threw it on the ground, allowing Daniel and Josh to get a good hard look at their fallen friend. The Prince strode back over to Josh, he had a few shallow cuts in him, blood staining some of his near perfectly groomed fur. The tiger was now barefoot as he shoved a foot in front of Josh once more. Josh licked it, part of him almost excited to be released from his chains. He tasted fur, sand, and some herbs that he imagined were rubbed into the tiger by slaves in his bathhouse. Once he finished dragging his tongue along the tiger's foot, the guards unchained him. Unlike Anders he could easily stand up on his own, the two guards were quick to flank him, placing meaty hands on his arms as they 'guided' him through the tunnel. Josh finally saw the first sunlight he had in hours, and soon realized he was in a coliseum. Tigers packed the stands, and the sand was stained with blood as the two guards kicked him out, stumbling into the arena. The crowd roared around him as he tasted sand once again. Looking back up at that fuck of a Prince, Josh found someone he could hate more than the badger. A child ran out, offering the prince a sword. The prince took it gleefully, waving the sword around like it was a toy. Josh didn't get a sword boy, all he had was this fucking sand, and if that was all he had he would use it.

"Great People of Tigris! I bring you yet another demon that your Prince will be tireless in slaying!" the young Tiger said. Of course it would be easy to kill multiple people when you were the sole holder of a weapon. Josh didn't know if the cheers erupting from the crowd were actual reverence or just fear. "This demon thinks he can weasel himself out from the light of our Holy God!" The tiger threw his sword up into the air towards the sun. Josh couldn't help but smirk, of course these primitive fucks worshiped the sun. If he made it out of here alive he'd make sure to personally tell all this planet's priests that he's seen four suns die, but first he had to make it out of this alive. The skungaroo clutched sand in his hand. If this pretentious fuck could play dirty why couldn't he. He stood up, clenching his right hand in a tight fist as to not let any sand slip out.

The prince was predictable. A young boy spoiled by war stories and hand outs. He ran right towards Josh, his sword held up above his head like he'd heard from many of the tales. Prime target for sand in his eyes. He howled as Josh let it loose, the skungaroo grinning as the tiger fell when the grains hit his eyes. He collapsed crying into the sand. Josh walked behind the sobbing tiger, grabbing him by the back of the head and thrusting it into the sand, making sure his ass stayed up as he thrust his girth into the spoiled tiger's virgin asshole.

"We came here as ambassadors!" He screamed out to the crowds, and like the ghost of Shakespeare was watching him, orbital rifts formed above him. USSF ships coming to rescue their comrades. He thrust into the Tiger Prince.

"But now we come as conquerors!"