Genetic Attraction
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Dark Angel--season 2
Supernatural--future fic
A/N -----This gets a bit….sexually violent. So be warned….. Read At Your Own Risk.
You have been warned!
But if you do read, enjoy.
The man was watching him intently, with a hunter's eye. Alec had noted the interest moments after walking into the bar. Sat hidden in the shade, towards the far end of the bar, he would no doubt have been almost invisible to an ordinary human.
Ordering a beer, pretending to be was at ease, he in turn scrutinised the figure. He was older than Alec, late thirties, nearing forty he guessed, but he was well built and in good shape. He could tell just from the way he was sat on the stool relaxed but ready. That's what had made him think of the phrase, this man looked like he was searching for something, hunting for something.
He turned around to lean back, his elbows on the bar, senses tuned to the man. He searched and found a reflection in a darkened window in which he could study the figure that appeared to have set him in his sights. He did not seem to fit the profile of that group of goons that had been hunting the recent escapees from Max's little adventure but he definitely was interested in Alec.
"Hey there, darlin'," he spoke to the blond passing by, giving her the patented Alec grin.
She stopped, looking back at him over her shoulder. "Hey, yourself," and Alec knew he would have a 'warm' place to sleep that night.
They remained in the bar for a couple of hours, drinking, talking, smooching but he was delaying their departure as he studied the man as he was studied. He was good looking, dark hair if unruly with just a touch of grey and clean shaven but it was the eyes that had his attention. It was hard to tell the actual colour as he stayed clear of him but they were dark. They were the kind of eyes that had seen too much. Alec found himself wondering just what kind of things that might be. He did not think him military but bet he could take care of himself.
Still he surveyed him covertly, not letting on that he had noticed his interest. Alec was good, he was trained after all but as he sat back from another smooching session with the woman, nicely built herself, the man was gone. Excusing himself from his companion, "I'll be right back, damn yes," he made his way, none too steadily, to the restrooms.
Opening the door, staggering in, he thought he would give the man one chance to try and jump him. The place was empty. "Huh?" so still wary, he used the facilities then returning to collect his partner for the night, left the bar.
The lot was silent other than his companions impressed glee at seeing his car. If you were going to steel one you might as well get a sweet ride. Jumping into the bright red Cadillac he had kept since leaving Seattle, he pulled out onto the road asking, "Which way, Sweet thing?" and drove into the night and the woman's bed. -----
Cruising along the tree-lined country road, the sun warm on his face reflecting off the dark shades, Alec felt all was right with the world. He had a full stomach, a bottle of beer in his hand and the wheels on his classic car ate up the miles to the next town. Money in his pocket with nowhere to be, no where to go, he was free to do as he pleased. He was days away from 'home' with no pesky 'sister' to tell him what to do, or at least try.
He thought of Max and wished she would lighten up a bit. They were out. They would not be forced to breed, although he would not be adverse to practicing, and it could be fun. But no! she had to be all, 'we got to help them. We're family, we got to stick together blar blar blar'. That's the sort of thinking that got you killed. Families? Who needs 'em? Not him that was for sure. Look at his twin 'brother', psycho killer. Thanks a lot. He got a shiver thinking of the months of 'evaluation' he had had to endure. Yeah. Siblings, nothing but a pain in the ass.
He leant back, taking a swig of the bottle, thinking about the night before. Maddie, Mandy, something beginning with M, and Um..um..um! He grinned to himself. Onto the next. The next town, the next bar and the next, whatever her name might be. -----
Another town, another bar. This one was crowded, more of a club and the only thing in town with life in it. The music was loud and not too bad, the cliental mixed and promising. Grabbing a beer, always managing to get served before his turn, he wandered around aimlessly checking out the females, watching the males and spotting the pool table. Time to make a little money.
Half an hour and he was three hundred dollars up and thinking it was time to give someone else a go. It was still early and he could always come back in an hour or two. The place was not that bad. Everyone seemed to be there for a good time. There was the inevitable drug dealing going on and a few pushy blokes getting slapped down but generally the place seemed harmless. He stood leaning against a pillar, watching the bodies gyrate on the dance floor.
He took a drink, amused at some of the antics. This club was home to them all, the youngsters with the fake IDs, the older crowd who should know better and the prime for the picking. He was given the eye plenty but saw nothing that took his fancy. It was all so easy for him. He kind of missed the challenge, the extra effort of a seduction. Actually, thinking about it, he had not met one yet. Only Max.
He sighed. Maybe he should give it up and just spend the night alone, either fork out for a motel or sleep in the car. He knocked back his beer, chocking slightly as hands gripped his hips, pulling him back tight then he was trapped against a large seeming body, arm around his waist, hand on his throat.
Just how the fuck had someone managed to get the jump on him? Alec knew damn well he could get the man off him, assuming it was a man or it would have to be one damn big woman. He stood unmoving, waiting to see what his 'captor' wanted. 'Oh!' he thought as the man sort of sniffed him right by his cheek, then again on his neck.
"Look, Man. I don't swing that way," he said trying to turn his head to see who had gotten him. At least he thought he didn't. He'd never tried.
"Who the fuck are you?" spoken directly into his ear, the breath warm on his skin. All things considered it was a nice voice he caught himself thinking. 'Not the time,' he told himself firmly.
"Just a guy out for a good time. But like I said, I don't swing that way." He shrugged causing the hand on his throat to tighten slightly. "Sorry?" he added meekly. Then felt relief as he was released.
Spinning around he was confronted by 'him'. The man from the bar the night before. He took a surprised step back hitting the pillar, "You!"
"You know me?" kind of surprised, kind of hopeful sounding, Alec thought.
"From the bar last nite. You were watching me," studying his face. He should deck the guy, demand to know who the hell he was but something about his face made him pause. He would not do something rash till he knew what was happening here. For once he was going to follow his training and reconoitor first.
"Didn't think you'd noticed me," a little impressed.
"What? with those dark, handsome features?" then shut his mouth quick. Erm?
There was a kind of smirk to the thin lips then the expression became hard, "What are you?"
Alec worried for a heartbeat. Was this someone that would hunt his kind down for the government after all? "Not interested," and he moved away quickly onto the dance floor, wanting to get lost in the crowd. The man did not follow him but watched and he caught direct eye contact as Alec looked back. Damn. He thought to leave, just get in the car and go but that would leave him out in the open. Safety in numbers, keep within the herd.
Reaching the far side of the dancers, he checked back but the bastard was gone. Shit! He scanned around but had lost him. He did not think that that was the end of it. Alec could feel eyes on him, something of a constant with his looks but this was different. He felt like prey. He needed a drink.
Leaning on the bar, he ordered another beer and some of the hard stuff, "Whatever you got." And he knocked back the almost moonshine excuse for whisky. "Another." It would take an awful lot of the stuff to get him drunk but the burn as it hit the back of his throat actually cleared his head. It made him think.
"Hey, there,"
"Hey, yourself," grinning at the reversal to the previous night. A redhead. Very nice. He became involved with her quickly but kept his eyes running over the crowd, constantly on the lookout for the tall man he was certain had not left, was certain was still watching him. He was good. Alec knew he was there, somewhere but not where. If he left with the woman he thought he would be followed and would he just be putting her in danger too? What the fuck did the man want?
Disentangling himself from Sally, Sylvie something beginning with S, he determined to find out. He was not enjoying himself, no mater the redheads tongue should win awards, but he could not relax knowing he was out there. There was something about the older man that he could not put his finger on. Somehow he felt as if he should know him. He was certain he had never met him before but still, there was, something.
He decided to go with the plan from the night before. Walking into the rest room, he scanned the few men in there but kept his senses high for someone following. It would be a good place for an ambush, what with being caught with your pants down and all that but no, he was 'unmolested' once more and left the room, heading back to the club.
Damn it! He had been so conscious of his surroundings yet still this man, whoever he was, had gotten his hands on him again. He came out of nowhere, grabbing Alec, pushing him hard into the wall then pulling him around a corner to a deserted store room. If Manticore had seen this, he would have been sent back for retraining or just rejected, again.
"What the fuck man?" he yelled as he pushed the large man off him. He had had enough and punched him hard on the jaw then doubled over as he got a fist in the gut in payment and found himself pinned to the wall, the large body against him, trapping him. Taking a breath, he tensed ready to put an end to this and there was a knife at his neck pressing just above his jugular. Alec was fast, he was strong, but also he was not stupid. Well not in a fight at least. He froze.
Those eyes were staring into his so intently over the arm across his chest. "What are you?" he was asked once more.
"Sick of you putting your hands on me. I told you. I don't go that way man!" But something was happening in Alec's body. It was not so much that he was pinned to the wall by some big fucker but that the man's leg was between his own and his hip, pushing in hard onto Alec's prick, was so warm, so firm and very distracting. He could feel himself beginning to get that same damn tingle he got whenever he was around Max or any X5 female at 'that' time.
That was genetics, something he had programmed into him. There was no way this stranger, this man's genes should be having an affect on him. "Just who the hell are you?" he asked almost plaintively, "What do you want with me?"
"What are you?" for like the hundredth time.
"A man. Just a man. What else would I be?" staring into those, now he could see, hazel hurt looking eyes.
The hand holding the knife moved to capture his ear and pulled hard. "Hey? What the fuck?"
"Keep still!" and amazingly Alec did even as he watched the knife, his eyes going wide as the tip cut a small line behind his ear. He took in a breath pushing the man off him with his whole body but collapsed back to the wall as the other arm, suddenly across his throat pressed hard. Just what was it about this man that defeated him before he even moved? Why was he letting him have the upper hand? And why did he smell so damn good?
Alec found his hands on the man's sides. He clutched hard noting him firm and could feel the muscles flexing as he moved to pull a flask from his jacket and unscrewing the top with his teeth poured something onto the cut behind his ear. He watched the man's face, saw the puzzlement cause frown lines on his forehead and pulling back he let go of him stepping back putting the flask away but keeping out the knife.
"Just what are you?" he asked once again sounding almost in pain.
Alec pushed himself from the wall straightening his clothes, putting a hand to his neck then looking up from the blood on his fingers accusingly. "I told you. I'm just a man. A pretty pissed one now. What the hell, man?"
"You're human."
"Erm?" What could you say to that really? "Yeah," as if to a moron.
The man sagged. "I'm sorry. You just look so…." and he blinked swallowing hard.
Alec looked at him, really looked. He was big, tall, having a few inches on him and he was handsome in that older male kind of way and he caught himself wondering what it would be like to tease that mole by his mouth with the tip of his tongue as he ran his thumb across that cheekbone, hard fingers in the rich brown hair. It was Alec's turn to blink.
"No worries," and Alec moved past him quickly. He had to get out of here, away from him. A hand on his arm stopped him and he turned seeing that pain again in the man's eyes.
"Can I buy you a drink? Sort of say sorry?" and he smiled sheepishly.
It made Alec go warm. He took a small step closer licking his lips and saw the spark in the other's eyes as he watched the movement. The air was tense. Alec could hear the music through the wall, voices shouting and laughing in the corridor and his own heart pounding so loud as he felt something primal. He unconsciously made a noise in his throat and saw the man's hazel eyes go dark.
Once more Alec found himself rammed into the wall, the large body pressed against him, a hand this time holding his jaw tightly as he stared into those eyes as they returned the favour. Time seemed to still then the man smirked, his mouth raising at the side, "What, you a cat or something? Think you can out stare me? Think you could take me?"
And Alec, the Alpha male, made up of stolen human DNA mixed up with the feline stuff, wondering if the man knew more than he was letting on. He felt that hip press onto him once more, felt the breath on his lips, and becoming drunk on that smell, dropped those eyes submissively and let the man take him.
He followed the older man through the bar to the outside, ignoring the woman as she caught hold of his arm. All he was focused on was the figure leading him. He licked his kiss swollen lips once more tasting the brunette on them. He could feel where the long fingers had dug into his flesh, on his arms, on his hip and knew that if he had of been an ordinary man he would be covered in bruises now.
Was this man, this Sam, stronger than he realised or had he intentionally been holding him so tightly? The memory of that mouth on his, that tongue forcing its way into his mouth taking him over, filling him, giving no quarter only taking, was making it difficult to walk his prick was so hard in his now tight black pants. It was as if the man had drugged him in that storage room and just as he thought he would cum with the continued rhythmic pushing of that thigh onto his prick the man had backed off, commanding him almost to follow.
He had leant against the wall breathing deeply thinking, who the fuck did he think he was, then that dark gaze had fixed him and he had pushed away from the wall, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand and followed.
The man stopped beside Alec's car and sort of nodded as if he had expected as much then lifting his brows as if saying, 'well?' Alec almost scrambled to open his door and was behind the wheel with the engine running before Sam slowly opened the passenger door and slipped gracefully onto the seat. As Alec pulled the car 'screaming' out of the lot he noticed an indulgent smile on his 'partners' lips. "The other way," he was told and the car did an ear splintering u-turn as the tires voiced their disproval. -----
tbc.....
