This pervy multi-shot is inspired by reader requests for something juicy between Khan, Beth and Matthew, from the Darker Wet story.

This is set back in the Eugenic Wars and is a totally alternate timeline. Khan is a leader in the Augment army and Matthew, a doctor, is his younger clone. Beth is the same Beth, but she's nineteen and thinks she's a normal human just trying to survive the Augment uprising.

Warning: very adult content, including questionable consent. Don't ask me why, there is no excuse, but hopefully some will enjoy :)

Forbidden Fruit - part one

He brought her peaches.

And not tinned peaches or dried peaches either; these were fresh and fat and furry, and they smelled like heaven to Beth.

There were six altogether and she took them two at a time as Matthew passed them through the bars of her bedroom window. "Thank you," she said quietly, smiling at him. "Where did you get them?"

"Swiped them from the mess hall kitchen," he said proudly. "From the officers' supplies."

"But won't you get in trouble?" Fruit was incredibly rare in their district, and Beth had seen bruised, mealy apples sell for eighty dollars each in town. Matthew was handing her a small fortune and Beth swallowed hard, thinking about what he expected in return.

"Don't worry about me," he said, winking and giving her an easy smile. "I wanted to bring you something nice."

Beth blushed and could feel him watching her as she set the fruit down on her bedside table. She opened the top drawer and took out her yellow glow-in-the-dark keychain. She'd had it since she was twelve and it had the figure of a cartoon character attached to one end. Beth tried to hide it from Matthew as she started to unlock her security grill.

"We have to be quiet," she whispered to him, looking back towards her closed bedroom door. "My mom would kill us both."

"I can be quiet," Matthew said, and he reached a hand through the bars and stroked his fingers down Beth's arm. "But you might have more trouble."

She giggled nervously as butterflies pounded their wings inside her stomach. Why had she let Barbara talk her into this?

"Come out with us this Friday," Barbara had begged her a few days earlier when the two friends were studying in the hospital cafeteria. "Matthew, that new doctor, just said he's coming and I think he likes you."

Beth had noticed Matthew before and thought she might like him, but she never went out on Friday nights, and especially not with young men, Augments or otherwise.

"Augments are different from regular boys," Barbara had continued. "They're fun. They can actually take you out after curfew."

"Because they're the ones occupying the state," Beth had reminded her. As if her mother would let her go out after nine PM anyway.

"And they like to give you things," Barbara continued, holding out her arm to show off a pretty opal bracelet. "It's like their tradition or something."

Beth had pretended not to admire the bracelet. "But they expect you to sleep with them, don't they?"

Barbara had laughed at that. "And how does that make them different from the males of any other species? If you and your mom are so well off then don't accept the gifts, but trust me, Beth, you will want to sleep with these guys. The things they can do..." Her eyes had glazed over for a minute and Beth still wondered what had given her normally-sensible friend such a peculiar expression.

As she stood back and watched Matthew leap through her bedroom window with the dexterity of a cat, Beth realized she was probably about to find out.

He smiled at her and her room suddenly felt very small. "I was disappointed when you didn't want to come back to the compound with us," he said.

"I'm sorry," she started. "My mother..." but he held up his hand.

"No, this is better. I like seeing where you live. I like knowing things about you."

He smiled at her again. He was about Beth's age, with short black hair, friendly gray eyes and flawless pale skin. He was tall and lean, but strong as well. His hands were long and elegant - surgeon's hands - she had noticed them the first time she'd seen him at the hospital. Now she watched them as he flicked through the biology text books on her desk.

"You're studying toxicology?" he guessed, looking back at her.

She shook her head. "Entymology. I study insects."

"At a battle hospital?" He sounded confused. "Is there a cockroach problem I should know about?"

Beth laughed, grateful for the humor. "It used to be a research hospital, before..." She didn't know how to finish that sentence. Before you invaded? Before you filled up every hospital bed in the state with casualties of war?

He seemed to understand and put the book down. "What about your parents?"

Beth had never met her father and she was almost afraid to think of her mother for fear that Deanna would sense her thoughts and wake up. "Did you come here to ask about my family?" she asked.

Matthew smiled self-consciously. "Definitely not."

He walked across the room towards her and Beth felt her heart skip a beat. This was it.

She hoped she looked the part because she certainly didn't feel it. She was wearing a low-cut white sweater and she'd shortened her shortest denim skirt. Her long honey-blonde hair was half pinned back with her mother's tortoise shell clip. She was wearing Barbara's makeup and she suddenly wished she'd borrowed her high heels as well. Matthew was quite a bit taller than Beth - at least six inches - and the few Augment women she'd seen were almost just as tall.

But when he came to stand in front of her, Matthew was smiling like she was exactly what he wanted. It gave Beth a warm, fizzy feeling in the bottom of her stomach.

"Do you want me to kiss you?" he asked, and his right hand was already coming up to touch her neck, his head already tilting a bit to the left. He held it that way for a long moment, looking at her, absorbing every detail of her face... Beth nodded, feeling hypnotized, and Matthew's eyes closed and he leaned the rest of the way forward.

Beth closed her eyes as well, not knowing what to expect. She'd kissed a boy before, before the war, before her mother had lost her mind and put Beth under virtual house arrest. But this kiss was something different. It was slow and firm and very mature, and it made Beth exhale in a rush, right into Matthew's mouth.

"Sorry!" she exclaimed in a humiliated whisper. She turned her face away from him, covering her mouth with one hand. She could feel her cheeks blushing bright red with embarrassment.

Matthew laughed, putting his hand on her chin to turn her back to him. "Don't be stupid. That was... amazing." He was still laughing as he kissed her again, giving her short, sweet pecks on her lips and cheeks, even the tip of her nose. "What is it I like about you so much?" he asked in between kisses.

Beth smiled, closing her eyes and breathing in his musky scent. She'd first noticed his smell at the hospital, even over the putrid disinfectant. It was like lemongrass and vanilla soap, but there was something else as well - something she'd never smelled before but liked very much.

Gradually Matthew's kisses grew more lingering and serious, and he held her head in his hands so she couldn't turn away again. Beth could feel herself twitching and jumping nervously as he slowly moved his mouth over hers. He opened it gradually, trying to open hers with the tip of his tongue.

"Just relax, Beth," he said after a while, rubbing his thumbs over the shells of her ears. "Am I your first Augment?"

She nodded. He was her first anything, but she didn't want to tell him that or he'd think she wasn't worth the peaches.

"What have you heard about us?" he asked her, and he bent his head to kiss her neck, resting his mouth on her skin.

"You're very strong," Beth said, shivering and putting her hand on his arm for balance. His bicep was not huge, but when he moved it she could feel how solid and powerful he was. She had heard stories about Augment soldiers who could crush human skulls with their bare hands or tear a man limb from limb. The thought sometimes made Beth breathless with fear, but she knew Matthew wasn't like that. He was a doctor, a healer, and inherently kind. Why else would he treat human patients at the hospital?

"Is that all you've heard?" he asked, pulling back to look at her.

Beth thought hard. She stared at his smile and his eyes that somehow managed to sparkle and look deep at the same time. "You're brilliant," she said, and she meant him specifically rather than Augments in general. "You're younger than any doctor I've ever met, and a better doctor as well."

"Thank you," he said with no trace of humility. "But I meant what have you heard about Augments and sex?"

Beth flushed red again. Of course that was what he meant. "Nothing specific," she admitted. "But I have this friend..."

"You mean Barbara?" he asked. "I like her, she's a lot of fun."

Beth looked up at him sharply and wondered if Matthew had been one of Barbara's conquests. She was surprised to realize she was jealous.

Matthew watched her face and seemed pleased by her reaction. "I only talked to her once before tonight, after I saw her having lunch with you."

"You did?" Beth asked, surprised. "Why then?"

It was his turn to look embarrassed. "I wanted to learn about you. There's just something about you, Beth. When I go into a ward I can tell if you've been there. I don't know if it's a scent or a feeling, but sometimes I feel like I've just missed you and then I turn around and there you are and it makes me incredibly happy."

Beth smiled and turned her face up to him. She closed her eyes. She was ready for him to kiss her again.

Somehow, they moved across the room without disconnecting their lips. Matthew lowered her to sit on the edge of her narrow bed. His hands grew more confident and curious as he sat down beside her. First he touched her over her sweater, his strong fingers gliding across the luxurious chenille, and then he slowly slid them underneath.

"You're so soft," he breathed, and Beth could feel his kisses begin to grow impatient. His tongue pressed firmly against her lips, seeking entrance. He moaned loudly when she finally granted it.

"Ssh!" Beth hissed, turning her head to the side, but Matthew did not want to stop. He leaned over her, continuing the kiss as his right hand moved around to touch her breasts. Now it was Beth's turn to moan loudly as he squeezed her through her bra, pushing her down on the bed. She gasped and held her breath, listening for sounds coming from her mother's bedroom. It was hard to hear anything over Matthew's heavy breathing.

"You taste so good," he mumbled against her lips, and his hand was trying to get under her bra. "Why do you taste so good?"

"As good as those peaches?" Beth asked and she pushed him away as hard as she could. "Could you please pass me one?"

He looked down at her like he'd misheard her. "Now?"

"Please," she said, pushing herself up again to sit beside him. She straightened her sweater and pulled down the hem of her skirt. This was why she had asked him here, but it was all happening so fast.

He handed her one of the peaches and Beth hesitated before taking a bite. She had been planning to sell them all. They would go a long way towards paying for the car she was trying to buy.

But it smelled so ripe and Matthew was watching her with such intense anticipation. "We'll share it," she told him, smiling as she brought it up to her mouth. It felt cool and firm against her lips. She bit into the soft flesh and an incredibly sweet succulence filled her mouth.

"Mm, God," she mumbled, her eyes widening as she looked at Matthew in shock. She had forgotten how good something could taste.

"Oh, do that again," Matthew said, his voice deep and hungry as he watched her. "Take another bite."

She did, and her eyes rolled back with pleasure. Matthew groaned and kissed her, licking the sweet juice off her lips and using his tongue to scoop some of the peach into his own mouth.

"Keep eating it," he said and he lowered her back onto the bed again, pushing up her sweater to get a look at her lacy white bra.

Beth closed her eyes and let him touch her chest as much as he liked, until finally he grew tired of working around the sweater and pulled it off over her head.

"Wait," she said as he reached around to unclasp her bra. "Can we kiss a bit more first?"

His frown made Beth nervous but he obliged her request, his lips and tongue pressing firmly against her own as he leaned over her. His right hand was gripping her breast and kneading it hard. It felt amazing, but there was an impatience in him now and Beth knew he wouldn't wait forever.

"I want to see them," he whispered hotly against her face, and he pulled one cup of her bra down, exposing her left breast. He groaned and pinched her pink nipple between two of his fingers. "It's so beautiful, I have to see them both."

He didn't wait for an answer and pulled the second cup down so both of Beth's full breasts spilled over the top.

"Matthew," she said. "Matthew, stop." She knew she was being too loud, but she didn't think he was hearing her.

"They're so soft," he said, running his fingertips over her skin, making her nipples tighten and goosebumps raise on her flesh. "Your skin feels so good, and it tastes so good and you smell..." he leaned into her neck, taking a deep shuddering breath. "You smell so sexy."

He kissed her neck and his hand trailed from her chest down over her ribs. The butterflies in Beth's stomach were going hysterical now as Matthew's hand went even lower.

"Please, don't," she whispered, but her legs had other ideas and parted themselves as he reached between them. She had wanted someone to touch her there ever since she'd started touching herself, but this was too fast. "I'm not ready."

His fingers slid under the side of her panties, pressing against her naked sex. Beth gasped as he touched her opening, his fingers finding it easily as they slid across her wetness.

"Oh, God," Matthew panted, pushing two fingers inside her and feeling her virginity resist him. He raised his head to look down between her legs and then back at her face. His eyes were surprised but full of desire. "I want you, Beth."

"No," she said firmly, pulling her legs closed and effectively trapping his hand. She dropped the peach on her mattress and tried to push him away. He didn't even notice.

"I never felt anything like you before. I have to..." He shook his head, closing his eyes and concentrating as he moved his fingers in and out of her just a couple inches. "I have to feel it. I have to fuck you."

He pulled his fingers out and started to tug her underpants down. Beth tried to stop him, tried to twist herself away from him. He frowned at her resistance but it was just an annoyance to him. "Hold still," he told her. "You'll wake up your mother."

Beth knew he was right, and she could imagine how angry her mother would be. Inviting a man into her bedroom in the middle of the night went against everything Deanna had drummed into Beth's head for the past nineteen years. She would be so ashamed and disappointed.

"Please, Matthew," Beth whispered, feeling the heat behind her eyes as she fought to hold back her tears. "I told you I'm not ready."

Khan stood in the doorway of the girl's bedroom and watched her cry as Matthew pulled her underpants down.

When he had been alerted to Matthew stealing supplies from the Officers' Mess, he had not expected it to lead to this. He'd followed Matthew, thinking he would catch him selling the stolen fruit in order to buy some gadget or luxury Khan had refused him. It would have meant punishment and detention, but it would have been preferable to this.

Khan knew some Augment men took human girls out at night and he had so far turned a blind eye to those indiscretions. But those men were not Matthew. They were not his clone, nor his personal responsibility, and their behavior did not reflect badly on him when they misbehaved. Matthew knew better than to fraternize with humans outside of his work at the hospital, and he definitely knew there was a standing order not to leave the safety of the green zone at night.

This girl's house, just outside of town, would be the perfect meeting place for members of the human resistance, and Matthew was damn lucky he had not been led into a trap... at least not a trap of the military kind. This girl was obviously laying a different kind of trap for Matthew, and Matthew was walking right into it by ignoring her feeble attempts to resist him. Khan looked around for the camera. If an Augment was caught in a video apparently raping an innocent young human, it would ignite a firestorm in the occupied territories, especially if that Augment was a carbon copy of Khan, who was already considered a tyrant by many for his clear and decisive leadership.

"Please stop," the girl was whining, pulling Matthew's hair to make him look at her face. But Matthew ignored her and stared between her legs, apparently enthralled.

Khan didn't understand it. Matthew was young and hormonal, yes, but also an experienced doctor. He must have seen hundreds of vaginas (almost as many as himself, Khan thought with a smirk) so what was so magical about this one?

Not that it didn't smell delicious. Khan could almost taste it from across the room and despite his general lack of interest in mating with humans, this girl was making him hard.

But Matthew apparently had no desire to taste his new friend. Khan supposed he was the same at that age - more interested in fingering and fucking than the finer points of sex. Someone really needed to take Matthew in hand and show him how to truly enjoy a woman's body. He supposed even a human woman would suffice for such instruction. Here on the front lines they were certainly more abundant than Augment females.

Khan shook his head. Why was he even thinking about such things? Matthew was kneeling on the bed now between the girl's spread legs. Khan felt his erection throb with anticipation. Was he excited because it was like watching himself about to have sex? He was half tempted to let Matthew have his fun, and then maybe keep a copy of the video for himself...

But then Khan saw the peaches on the girl's bedside table and remembered why he'd come here in the first place. He couldn't reward Matthew for stealing and going against his direct orders.

Khan stepped into the room and went to the bed. The girl looked up at him, her eyes widening in shock, her mouth opening to let out a scream.

He wasn't in the mood for hysterics. He put a hand over her mouth and reached up to grab Matthew by the scruff of his neck.

"Hey!" Matthew said, his fly already down and one hand inside his pants, about to free his erection. He sounded angry and indignant, but then he saw it was Khan grabbing him and his face turned a slightly sick shade of gray.

"I think you've had enough fun for one night," Khan said, pulling Matthew off the bed. "Don't you?"

Khan released him and the boy stood there obediently with his shoulders hunched, but he still couldn't take his eyes off the girl.

Khan looked down at her and felt a pang of disappointment that she'd already closed her legs and pulled her skirt down. Her breasts were still exposed, though, and Khan found himself staring at her perfect pink nipples. Now that he was close to her and touching her warm skin, he found the girl even more appealing. He tried to remember the last time he'd been with a woman. It had been over a month, and Khan experienced a powerful desire to feel his penis sliding in and out of a slippery, warm pussy... maybe this girl's slippery, warm pussy.

He shook his head to clear it. What was wrong with him tonight?

"I'm going to remove my hand," he told the girl. "If you scream, you and anyone else in this house could end up getting hurt. Do you understand?"

She nodded her head, blinking tears out of her pretty hazel-green eyes.

"Good girl," Khan soothed, slowly lifting his hand away from her mouth. "Now what's you name?"

"Beth," she said meekly, in a quiet whisper.

"Stand up, Beth."

She did, slowly, staring at him warily. Whether she didn't think of it, or she was too afraid to take the initiative, she didn't try to cover her bare chest.

Khan reached out, unable to stop himself, and tucked one finger into the material of her bra between her incredibly full young breasts. He tugged it gently, sliding the back of his finger along the underside of her right breast, until the lacy material of her bra slid up to cover and support her. He did the same to the other side, this time watching Beth's face as he did. She looked into his eyes, her mouth open and breathing hard. Khan could see her pink, wet tongue as she bit the tip between her front teeth. He suddenly wanted her to bite on his tongue like that and he realized he was cupping her naked breast instead of trying to cover it.

He jerked his hand back, embarrassed by his own lack of control, and Beth finished adjusting her bra without his help.

"Do you think this is a game?" he growled at her, trying to recover. "You invite Augments back here with the promise of sex and accept their gifts and then deny them?"

She shook her head, looking mortified. "I've never done this before."

"Do you think we owe you something? After everything humans have done to our kind, you think we should pay for the privilege of sharing your bed?"

Beth looked over at the peaches. "I didn't ask him for anything." She looked at Matthew, her face apologetic. "I'm sorry, please take them back. I thought I could be with you. I like you a lot, but I'm just not ready."

"That's okay," Matthew said, coming forward, though he didn't dare step in front of Khan. "Next time we can go as slow as you like. You can keep the peaches."

"No, she can't," Khan corrected him. "They're not yours to give away."

Matthew stepped behind Khan to retrieve the fruit from her nightstand. "You're right, I'm sorry, Khan."

Beth gasped. "You're... Khan? Khan Noonien Singh, the commander?"

He smiled, despite himself, and stepped closer to her. She looked up at him with an expression of awe and fear that gave him a powerful sense of ownership, like the feeling he got when he won a battle or seized a new district. Matthew's back was turned and Khan reached under Beth's short skirt and brought his hand up between her legs. Her pubic hair was incredibly soft and Khan breathed out in a rush as he felt her wetness. She did the same as he brushed a finger over her hard little clitoris. He was sure Matthew had not bothered to touch her there.

"You've heard of me?" he asked throatily and she slowly nodded. "Good," Khan said, withdrawing his hand and sucking his middle finger in front of her. He smiled at the shocked expression on her face. "It's all true."

When Matthew turned back around it looked like Khan and Beth had not moved, but he could clearly feel the tension between them. "Everyone's heard of you, Khan," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "But they don't all know you're as handsome as me."

Khan saw Matthew was holding the peach that Beth had already started. He took it from him and bit into it himself. "It is good," he said as he handed it to Beth. "You can have this one, you might yet earn it." He smiled at her as he licked his lips. "And it's only the second best thing I've tasted tonight."

There will be a few more installments, with varying degrees of smut. Again, there is no excuse but thanks for reading! :)