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Freddie sprinted down the side of the crowded street in hot pursuit of his target. People on the street threw themselves out of the way as first the alien man and then Freddie came racing by, yelling loud insults in multiple languages as soon as they’d passed.
Blood pumping in his veins and adrenaline making him almost fly forward, Freddie finally caught up to the other man at a cross-road and tackled him to the dirty pavement with a grunt. The man fought like crazy, his large, sharp teeth biting after Freddie, before the bounty hunter pulled out one of his beloved golden blasters from his belt and pushed it against the straining man’s head.
“Stay still pinky, don’t make this worse for yourself.” He drawled, grinning when the pink-skinned man pulled his teeth back in and stopped fighting.
Black, beady eyes glared up at him. “Mercury…” He hissed at Freddie, sneering. “You’ll pay. My people will come after you.”
“Oh I’m looking forward to it dear,” Freddie pulled his gun back a fraction to roll the man over onto his stomach before pulling his arms behind his back and clasping the electronic handcuffs around his wrists. “More prize money for me.” He laughed at the villains offended expression and turned on the communication device curled around his ear.
“Bri, I’ve got him.” He said happily, shoving his gun back in his belt. “Come get us darling? We’re at the cross-road by the park with that ugly statue.”
”Got it,” his partner’s smooth voice answered, the modern communication device so impressive the other man could have been standing right next to him rather than talking to him from a space shuttle kilometers away. ”I’ll be there in 5 minutes. Keep an eye on him Fred, we really need the money.”
Freddie rolled his eyes but muttered an affirmative, before turning back to the man he was keeping pressed to the ground with one knee on his back. Ignoring the other’s hissing protest he quickly searched him and found one laser blaster, that needed to be charged, a picture of the pink skinned man and who was probably his (equally pink skinned) girlfriend/wife and a small glass bottle containing a clear turquoise liquid. Freddie frowned, holding the bottle up towards the light.
”You’re scum, all of you.” The alien man growled. ”Going after Rosarians all the time. My people have a right to be here too. Fucking hunters.”
Reading the label on the bottle Freddie clucked his tongue and glared down at his captive. ”Oh I’ve got nothing against old Rosa or her inhabitants. What I do mind is people selling dangerous drugs.”
He dangled the bottle in front of the man’s black eyes. ”What were you planning to do with this huh? Where did you get it from? Who do you sell for?”
”Forget it, I’m not telling.”
Eyes turning steely, Freddie shoved the photo in front of the man’s eyes. ”Oh dear, I think you are. Or we’re going to drag this lovely young lady into this too. Does she know? What you do?” He asked silkily. ”That you’re selling Drops of the Invincible?”
The man tensed up like a frightened animal. Score.
”You can’t drag her into this.” The man finally whispered, voice wobbly. ”She has nothing to do with it. Besides, you can’t find her. You have no clue where she is hunter.”
Humming lightly Freddie pocketed the potent drug. ”Oh we can find her. Have you forgotten who works with the famous Mercury dear?”
”... the half star. The hacker.” Came the man’s now small, worried voice.
”That’s right.” Freddie grinned. ”Brian can find your poor girlfriend in 0,2 seconds. So, I ask you again.” He pressed his knee hard against the man’s spine. ”Who do you sell for?”
By the time Brian came with the shuttle to pick up the criminal, Freddie had gotten information on both a lab, a supplier and the underground system selling the dangerous drug. After having loaded the Rosarian drug dealer onto their main ship parked just outside the bustling city, Freddie and Brian, one of the most famous bounty hunter teams in this part of the galaxy, started on their new lead.
They contacted the local safety and order organisation, and with their help, Brian on his all seeing computers on the ship and Freddie in the middle of it all, they managed to take out the entire Drops of the Invincible industry on the small planet Ockra, in the span of two days. To say the operation had been a booming success, would be an understatement.
- - -
Shortly after the drug haul and after Mercury and May had been given both the prize money for the Rosarian smuggler, as well as an enormous bonus for taking down the DotI industry on Ockra, Freddie sauntered into a high end club on planet Ockra’s neighbouring planet, Umbra.
Brian had been in the middle of a meeting with the Universal Crime Fighting Organisation, or the UCFO, their employer, and hadn’t been able to come with Freddie to celebrate.
It was probably for the best, Freddie thought to himself as he ordered a huge glass of blue champagne and watched the lightly clad denizens of the club. This wasn’t really Brian’s scene.
The club was famous for its beautiful and exotic prostitutes and rich and curious men and women from all over the solar system came here to try their luck. While Freddie didn’t need to pay to get laid, he was both young and handsome, he had wanted to visit this particular establishment for quite some time now. Here you could have everything, every kind of human, humanoid alien or other. You could have green, blue, silver, tentacles, multiple dicks, you name it. If you wanted it, this club probably had it.
So Freddie hung around at the bar and chatted with fellow guests as well as with prostitutes. As usual, he was the life of the party, loud, bold and brave. He knew he made quite a dashing sight with his expensive white and fluffy coat, his shiny ebony hair and his lined, dark eyes. As if his looks wasn’t enough he also still wore his two golden blasters, showing the others that he was someone to look out for. He made a show of buying the most expensive drinks and to wave his wad of cash around. It might have been risky in a place like this, but the crisp notes only made up a tiny part of the reward money he’d just gotten anyway. The rest of the money were safe on his bank account, his card safely tucked away in a secret pocket on the inside of his gun belt.
The show of wealth was worth it, many of the more sought after prostitutes came up to him, asking him to spend the night. But while Freddie was both excited and flattered, he hadn’t found anyone who’d really made his blood boil yet. There had been one scaly looking fellow, with gorgeously pouty lips and a long, slithering tail, that he had been quite tempted by. Unfortunately the alien had demanded a price so high that Freddie had had to decline.
He’d just politely turned down a pair of tall, Rosarian twins, when he saw him. A man was standing on the other end of the bar, watching Freddie. As soon as their eyes met, the man smiled brilliantly, finished his drink and started heading straight for Freddie.
Freddie had forgotten how to breathe as well as how to not act as a total creep because he couldn’t stop staring at this vision as the man prowled across the floor. The man was not particularly exotic, from what Freddie could see he looked like a regular human. He was, however, the most beautiful person Freddie had ever seen. He had delicate and quite androgynous features, long blonde hair and large, glittering blue eyes, framed by hundreds of long, dark lashes. He was about Freddie’s height, slim and wore short black shorts, sturdy boots and a long silver coat that swished around his ankles with every step he took.
”Hello,” the blonde greeted as he came up next to Freddie and leant casually against the bar. ”Haven’t seen you before. First time here?”
Freddie managed to swallow his excess saliva and put on his best smirk. ”Just passing by the planet dear. But I’ve heard about this place and wanted to take a look.”
”Really,” the man chuckled, looking up at Freddie from under thick lashes. ”What have you heard?”
His voice was so soft and melodious it sent pleasant shivers down Freddie’s spine. In the corner of his eye he noticed other patrons looking at him enviously and eyeing his company with hungry eyes. Freddie realized that this one was highly sought after and that he might again not have enough cash on hand to secure this level of nightly entertainment.
”Oh you know,” he purred, making a show of ogling the blonde from top to toe. ”A decadent smorgasbord. Hot and sweaty passion. The most gorgeous of beings waiting to be shown a good time. For the right price, of course.” He winked at the other man and let his fingers run over the not short amount of cash tucked in his coat pocket, grinning when the other’s hypnotic eyes followed the movement.
But, instead of asking about Freddie’s wealth or naming his price, the man snorted and shook his head. ”There’s no right price love, not for me.” At Freddie’s blank look he smirked and threw his long, fair over his shoulder. ”I’m not one of the whores.”
”Um..You’re not?” Freddie cursed himself over the awkward answer and the apparently not prostitute threw his head back and laughed.
“I’m here to have a good time love.” The man winked, stepping closer to Freddie and dragging one finger up Freddie’s chest lightly. “Just like you.”
Freddie was flabbergasted. There was no way a man as beautiful as this one had to go to a sex club to find a partner. Then of course, he himself didn’t need to go here for sex either, Freddie reminded himself. He was only curious. Maybe this stranger was too.
“Just like me.” Freddie smiled, took the man’s hand and raised it to his lips. While he had originally planned to seek out some kind of exotic alien prostitute, he wasn’t about to pass up sleeping with the most gorgeous man he’d ever seen.
He pressed his lips to the back of the man’s hand and the blonde smiled at him, the light blue of his eyes sparkling. “So darling,” Freddie drawled, releasing the other’s hand with a squeeze. “What do you say about having a good time with me?”
“I’d love to,” the man’s smile widened and he stepped even closer until their chests were almost pressed together. “There are rooms you can rent upstairs, let’s get one.” He leant in close, lips brushing Freddie’s as he asked. “What’s your name handsome?”
“Freddie Mercury.” Freddie smirked when the other’s eyes lit up in recognition. “What’s yours?”
“Ro.” The other man breathed, eyes darkening. “Let’s get out of here.”
- - -
As soon as they got inside the rented room, Ro pushed Freddie up against the door and kissed him passionately. Freddie groaned low in his throat and let his hands glide over the smooth, cool material of the other’s silver coat.
His partner kissed like a person who had a lot of experience in the matter. He was confident and rough and seemed to do everything in his power to reduce Freddie to a trembling mess.
God, Freddie had missed some good, rough sex. While he loved Brian with all his heart, they were soulmates and best friends and lovers, after all, it was always exhilarating to try new things and people now and then. They both liked looking outside their relationship for temporary pleasure now and then, but Brian would never go to this kind of place to find it.
It was a pity, Freddie thought as he dragged his hands down to squeeze the other man’s ass, thrusting his tongue into his mouth. He had a feeling Brian would have liked to join him and Ro.
“I love your coat,” Ro breathed against his mouth, hands fisting in the white downy fluff of Freddie’s garment, before tugging it off him.
The coat fell like layers of clouds beneath Freddie and he licked his lips and grinned when Ro’s eyes zeroed in on the golden blasters fastened to his belt. “Not bad huh?” He winked before carefully opening the belt and letting it fall on top of his coat.
“Very impressive.” Ro said, eyes wide in awe as Freddie continued to quickly strip until he stood naked in front of the other man.
Ro’s eyes travelled down to Freddie’s erection and he smirked. “That too.” He said in that sweet, raspy voice before wrapping his hand around Freddie and swallowing his resounding gasp with his mouth. The blonde moved down to Freddie’s neck, switching between leaving feather light kisses and nipping with his teeth.
Mind buzzing with pleasure, alcohol and triumph at having secured such a partner for the night, Freddie leant his head back against the door and lazily looked around the room.
It was a beautiful and luxurious place, he had had to pay quite the amount of money for it. The outer wall was all glass and he could see stars and moons painted like art on the night sky outside. The floor was covered in a thick, black rug and the bed was huge with drapes and took up most of the room.
“Freddie,” Ro bit down hard on his collarbone, making Freddie whine and turn his attention back to his partner. “Get on the bed.”
Freddie complied. He strutted over to the bed and fell on his back, giggling when he bounced slightly on the mattress before laying back and watching Ro heatedly as he stepped up to him. “Are you going to put on a show for me gorgeous?”
“If you want me to.” The blonde smirked, smoothly slipping the thin silver garment off his shoulders. He pulled his shirt off next, shaking out long, blonde hair as he dropped the top to the floor.
Wrapping a hand around himself, Freddie watched eagerly as Ro bent down to unlace and remove his boots before opening and tugging the small shorts down his smooth legs.
“You are a work of art,” Freddie purred when his partner stood up straight, completely naked in front of him. “Come here, let me touch you.”
Ro nodded and followed Freddie onto the bed, crawling after him on all fours as Freddie laughed and dragged himself further up the enormous piece.
“Got you.” The blonde grinned when he caught up to Freddie and crawled on top of him. He kept himself up with a hand on either side of Freddie’s face and looked down at him, blonde hair falling all around them and hiding them from the world.
Freddie spread his legs wide and ran his hands eagerly over naked skin. “What are you planning to do with me?” He said in his most sultry tone of voice, making Ro laugh lowly.
“Oh I’m gonna get you to scream my name baby.”
Freddie really liked the sound of that and fisted one hand in smooth, long hair to pull Ro down and kiss him hard. The other man let Freddie dominate the kiss this time, making small groans and rubbing their hard cocks together.
Ro managed to bring out a bottle of high quality lube seemingly from out of nowhere and sat back on his haunches, looking down at Freddie spread out beneath him. He licked his lips.
“You look hot like this,” Ro rasped, pouring some lube in one hand and pushing Freddie’s thigh to the side and up a bit with his other one. “You’re going to look even better when I’m fucking you.”
The dominant attitude was a bit of a surprise given the appearance of the man on top of him. Freddie loved a good fuck though and eagerly spread his legs even further apart. “Get on with it dear.”
Ro smiled at him and slowly pushed a finger inside of him. Freddie sighed at the pleasurable stretch and thrust his hips back against the blonde’s hand. “No need to be so careful, I can take it.” He purred and dragged his nails over Ro’s arm.
“I can imagine,” Ro smirked, thrusting his finger in and out a few times before adding a second. “You don’t seem like the blushing virgin type.” He winked and curled his finger just right, making Freddie groan and roll his hips fluidly.
Freddie laughed at that. “Neither do you.”
Ro just grinned at him and worked another finger into Freddie. The blonde didn’t waste any time, twisting his fingers within Freddie and spreading him open with experienced, efficient movements.
Relaxing back in the cool sheets and fluffy pillow Freddie let himself just lie there and enjoy his lover’s touch. Ro smelt fresh and slightly sweet, like a flowery meadow after a spring shower. Freddie found himself loving the scent and tugged the other man down over him to breathe him in.
“Weirdo.” Ro said good naturedly and angled his fingers into Freddie’s prostate, making him moan lewdly and lift his hips to rub his cock against Ro. The blonde steadied himself on one hand over Freddie and lent down to kiss his neck while he continued to tease at that perfect spot.
“Love your voice,” the other man groaned when Freddie let out an impatient whine and rocked back into his fingers.
Freddie loved Ro’s voice too. Along with his smell, his skill and his gorgeous looks. He’d really gotten lucky. It was a pity he’d have to let this beauty go after the night. Shrugging it off he tugged Ro’s face from his neck and smirked at the dark eagerness in those pretty eyes. “I’ll sound even better when you start pounding me. I’m ready.”
Ro sucked Freddie’s bottom lip teasingly into his mouth and pulled his fingers out. Freddie kissed him hungrily for a moment while trailing his hands over Ro’s warm skin. Then Ro pulled back to put on a condom and Freddie rolled over to his hands and knees. He’d had enough of this surprisingly sweet atmosphere and wanted to get fucked hard.
He felt rough hands spreading his legs apart and glanced back at the other. ”Don’t hold back,” he warned as the blonde pulled his hips back a bit and pressed his lubed and condom clad cock against Freddie’s opening. ”I want it, want you, hard.”
”Wouldn’t dream about it.” Ro growled and slid into Freddie with one strong thrust. They both moaned at the feeling and Ro gave Freddie a short moment to get used to the stretch before pulling out and slamming right back again.
The slight burn and the feeling of being spread wide took Freddie’s breath away. He always loved the moment just after penetration when his body, shocked and overwhelmed, had no choice but to accept the stretch and take it.
”Faster,” he purred and Ro’s hands tightened on his hip before pulling Freddie back into his next hard thrust. Freddie threw his head back and moaned, encouraging Ro to fuck into him even faster.
The blonde adjusted his angle a bit and then thrust inside again, this time hitting Freddie’s prostate. “Ah god!” Freddie let his moan ring clear in the room and spread his legs wider. “Right there dear!”
“There?” Ro panted, hitting that perfect spot again and making Freddie whine. “You like it there baby?”
Freddie just nodded and rolled his hips back against Ro’s powerful thrusts. He was sweating and his toes were curling from the pleasure. Brian had been in a bit of a dodgy mood lately and Freddie hadn’t had a simple, rough fuck in way too long.
Ro moaned breathlessly behind him, a lovely sound, and proceeded to fuck the living daylights out of Freddie. Grinning widely down into the sheets, sweat dripping from his face, Freddie again congratulated himself on this great find of a bed partner. Tentacles and multiple dicks could wait until next time.
The expensive champagne he’d downed earlier in the night was making him slightly light headed. The heady rush of pleasure, lust and alcohol was just what he’d wanted, when he went out tonight. It was a relief to finally get to relax and let go completely after the big heist.
He couldn’t wait for tomorrow, when he’d get to tell Brian that the most gorgeous man he’d ever seen had strolled right up to Freddie for a good time, without even wanting to get paid.
“Come on beautiful,” Freddie whimpered, arching his back. “Give me all you’ve got. I’m so close.”
Ro muttered something that sounded like “greedy” and increased his tempo even more, now pistoning into Freddie and making his whole body rock with the thrusts. A warm hand slipped beneath Freddie and grabbed his cock and Freddie swore weakly.
A few tugs on his leaking cock and that steady, rapid pounding against his prostate soon drove him to orgasm. It was a mind numbing one and Freddie gasped for breath, eyes wide as his body arched almost violently, cock painting Ro’s hand and the sheets in warm come.
Ro rode him through it, thrusts less steady now but still effortlessly aimed at his prostate and pumped Freddie’s over sensitive cock until there was nothing left.
Then, the other man fell over his trembling back, muffling his loud moan into Freddie’s sweaty skin as he came in the condom. The blonde only stayed slumped over Freddie for a moment, while they both got their breathing under control, before he pulled out and moved away to throw the used condom away.
Freddie groaned pleasantly and rolled over onto his back, away from the cum on the sheets. He lazily drew patterns on his lower stomach and played with the coarse hair there while he watched Ro head towards the bathroom. He eyed the long, tousled hair, the slim legs and the small, firm ass and wished he could take a photo or draw the beautiful creature, but then Ro disappeared from sight and he closed his eyes. He could try to redraw Ro from memory, later.
Skating on the brink of sleep and lost in daydreams about glittering blue eyes and soft voices, Freddie wasn’t sure how long time passed before Ro was standing next to him again, bending down to grab some things from his bag.
“You don’t mind if I stay the night, do you?” Ro asked and Freddie shook his head, checking out the other man’s ass a second time before closing his eyes again, humming happily.
Freddie’s mind was surypy and his body was heavenly relaxed and achy. He felt great.
He yawned and stretched out in the middle of the bed. A long, peaceful slumber was exactly what he needed… Preferably one with Ro’s warm, gorgeous body next to him.
“Come here dear.” He reached for the blonde who was in the middle of fixing his hair.
“Give me a moment.” Ro chuckled and Freddie watched lazily as he smoothed some cream over his face and applied some sort of lip balm to his lips before scooting down next to Freddie.
Freddie ran his fingers over the other’s smooth skin and smiled when the long, pretty eyelashes shuddered slightly before fluttering shut. “You’ve got a night time routine to challenge mine.”
“Ah you know,” Ro mumbled. “Gotta stay pretty.”
His lips were swollen and pink after their activities and the balm made them extra shiny and pouty. Unable to resist, Freddie leant close and pressed his own lips over Ro’s. They were smooth and tasted sweet and Freddie sighed happily.
“You are very pretty.” He smiled tiredly, suddenly overcome with exhaustion. He yawned widely once more, brain shutting down rapidly.
Ro’s large blue eyes met his as he sunk down into his pillow. The blonde snickered softly and the last thing Freddie heard before sleep took him was that soft, raspy voice whispering an “Oh I know,” in his ear.
- - -
When Freddie woke up he felt more rested than in ages. He stretched both legs and arms widely over the bed, squealing in delight at the smooth sheets against his skin. He was sore and refreshed, and wouldn’t mind another roll in the hay before he returned to the ship. If Ro was interested that was.
“Ro darling,” he purred and opened his eyes. And found himself alone in the bedroom. It seemed his partner of the night had already left.
Slightly offended and a bit disappointed since he would have loved some more great sex with his skilled, blonde lover, Freddie huffed and sat up in bed.
Oh well, he shrugged. It was Ro’s loss. Really. Now he wouldn’t get to experience what it felt like to get fucked into the mattress by Freddie.
The sun was shining prettily outside and despite his first disappointment Freddie now felt excited for the day. He’d go meet up with Brian and see what their next job would be. He found his clothes scattered over the floor and slipped them on, whistling a happy tune.
His coat was a fluffy pile by the door and he grabbed it and put it on. He slipped his hands into the pockets, looking for his pack of smokes.
They weren’t there. Neither was the wad of cash.
“That bitch!” Freddie gasped, slapping a hand over his mouth in shock. Ro had taken his money and his cigarettes. How could he have been so dumb, thinking a boy who looked like that only scouted the sex club to get a shag. What a joke.
Fuming at the betrayal and at his own stupidity, Freddie reached for his gun belt. And his jaw dropped. His two golden blasters were also missing.
Oh no. This was bad. This was really really bad. Those blasters had costed him a fortune. He wasn’t dealing with a cheeky slut only taking some money here, Ro had stolen some of his most precious belongings.
The teasing snicker and soft Oh I know from the night before hit him full force and he stroked his fingers over his lips, eyes wide. Hadn’t Ro’s lips tasted oddly sweet?
The beautiful devil had drugged him and then taken his money and blasters.
Freddie groaned loudly, head in his hands. Brian was going to kill him. He gritted his teeth and reached for the zipper on the secret pocket in his gun belt. He had to contact Brian now, and then they’d find this lousy thief, get Freddie’s things back and put the bastard behind bars.
Freddie’s fingers slipped into the pocket and he felt around for his communication device.
It wasn’t there. And neither was Freddie’s bank card, his blip card for the ship or his bounty hunter legitimation. All was gone. The only thing he found in the secret pocket was a small note which he ripped up and opened in a state of panic.
On the note was a message scrawled down in cheerful handwriting.
Thank you for the splendid night! I’m honoured to have spent it with the famous Freddie Mercury. You really were a great shag. Unfortunately I don’t particularly like bounty hunters or people who wave their money and wealth around. Have a good day handsome.
xx Ro