DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of these characters; they are the brilliant
creation and property of James Cameron, FOX etc. I do own Faith and some
minor characters, but you know the rest.
SPOILERS: Takes place after Freak Nation - the imaginary season 3.
Chapter Ten:
"Happy Halloween!", came the unison shout as Alec, Max and Mole entered the tented main quad. Alec looked around the decorated room at the costumed transgenics, everyone looked so happy and jubilous. Alec looked over at Max, who was attracting stares in her binding catsuit, complete with ears, whiskers and tail. He continued his gaze around the room and spotted Faith. She was surrounded by a group of males, all eying her up as she spoke and laughed. Alec exhaled slowly and took in the sight of her. Dressed as in a sexy 1920's era costume, her long brown hair was curled and held back with a sequined feather headband. Her dress hung down past her knees and revealed a smooth, tanned leg through the slit. He looked down at himself, dressed to match her in a stylish gangster suit, complete with fat and trumpet case. He had a blue silk handkerchief tucked in his breast pocket, it was the same colour as her dress. Alec moved across the room towards her, his eyes fixated on her as though she were the only one in the room. In his eyes she was the only one he could see here. He stood behind her and leaned in, gently kissing her cheek, "You look...so beautiful", Alec murmured in her ear. He moved to stand upright again, she grabbed the back of his head and roped him in for a deep kiss, "Happy Halloween baby...you look pretty good yourself. I think every girl here is thinking what I am..." Alec smiled and leaned his forehead against hers, "Everything okay between us? I...I know that when I told you everything about me, my past, Rachel, it was a lot for you to deal with. But I know that we can move past that. I'm with you now, I'm not 494 any longer." "Alec..." Faith gestured to some seats and took his hand in her lap, "It wasn't about you and your past. It's just me. You accepted what I have done in the past without flinching. And the majority of it is worse than anything you ever did. Alec, I have killed so many people. I've killed transgenics. Humans. I was everything the real world fear. A monster, a killing machine. Ruthless, cold and deadly. I just don't see why you would want to be with me after all that." "You're not that person anymore. Let the past stay that way. We're the future now. You and me." They both sat in silence, before Alec stood and extended his hand, "Dance?"
"Open up..." Faith giggled and allowed him to feed her a generous spoonful of ice cream, "Mmmm...the perfect yum..." Alec looked at her adoringly and she pulled him against her chest. She massaged his muscular shoulders and he looked down at their bare legs entwined together. Hers were beautiful, like all of her. Muscular, yet slender. Smooth and olive. They had scars on them, light lines etched into her skin, which must have been serious injuries not to heal. But that was her past and he was her future. She continued massaging Alec's golden shoulders and then after a moment's silence asked him thoughtfully, "What do you love to do? Hobbies...obsessions...passions. You know...?" "Making love to you.", He replied, his hand running up and down her silky leg. "I'm serious." "So was I." Alec looked at her face and nodded, "Okay. I love music. Playing the piano. When I close my eyes and listen as my fingers scale the keys, I am frozen in time, that is heaven for me. Pure bliss." Alec closed his eyes as he spoke, a sweet smile coming over his face. Faith beamed at him and rolled him over so that he lay on her. He cupped his arms under her shoulders and propped himself up on his elbows to look at her better. He leaned in and kissed her softly, tentatively, pressing his already naked body against hers, "What's yours?" "Huh? "Come on. If we're gonna play, it has to be I show you mine, you show me yours." Faith chewed on that fleetingly, "I'll show you then. But I want you to be honest about it." Alec nodded. She leaned to one side, her hand disappearing under the bed, emerging again with a box. It was beautifully decorated, creatively covered in etchings and sketches of various scenes and transgenics, very detailed and artistic. Alec sat up and looked at it curiously, before pulling the lid off. Inside was a sea of film rolls, photos and a camera. The photos were amazing, vivid, and full of emotion; they were as beautiful as the X9 lying next to him. He sorted through them, there were some of a vast dry landscape (Australia he assumed), others of Chicago, Seattle and here. Photos of transgenics. So that was where Dix and Luke had got the photos for the database. Alec continued in silent awe. He came to a photo of himself, calmly asleep, a sheet crumbled around his waist. There were more of him, dozens and some of the two of them, though he had no idea how she had taken them. All in all there were hundreds of photos. Faith nibbled on her bottom lip, a trait Alec had noticed signalled nervousness. "They are all so beautiful.", He assured her, "Why didn't you show me before?" "I...I don't know. Fear? Back at Mantecore, such a passion as this would have been severely frowned upon. But I love it. Its my flaw I guess...we're all flawed in one way or another." Alec closed the box and gently placed it on the floor. He pushed himself onto Faith, claiming her mouth with his. Bare flesh pressed against bare flesh and he gently pulled her closer into him. He growled, a deep rumble in the back of his throat and she rolled them over so she was on top. She snaked her way down to his growing erection and wrapped her mouth over it, engulfing as much of his length as she could. He closed his eyes and stifled a moan. They had been together so many times. At least once a day, the typical transgenic appetite, but he always felt like each time far surpassed the others. Faith continued to suck and Alec clawed at the pillow, a sign of his impending release. He growled again and pulled her up to him and pushing himself into her. He slammed against her as had as he could and she cried out, moving with him. The two continued, both going over the edge several times, but still carrying on. Her warm passage was tight around him and he slowed down, keeping the rhythm at an inching pace. Faith welcomed the change and the two mouths met and duelled again.
Chapter Ten:
"Happy Halloween!", came the unison shout as Alec, Max and Mole entered the tented main quad. Alec looked around the decorated room at the costumed transgenics, everyone looked so happy and jubilous. Alec looked over at Max, who was attracting stares in her binding catsuit, complete with ears, whiskers and tail. He continued his gaze around the room and spotted Faith. She was surrounded by a group of males, all eying her up as she spoke and laughed. Alec exhaled slowly and took in the sight of her. Dressed as in a sexy 1920's era costume, her long brown hair was curled and held back with a sequined feather headband. Her dress hung down past her knees and revealed a smooth, tanned leg through the slit. He looked down at himself, dressed to match her in a stylish gangster suit, complete with fat and trumpet case. He had a blue silk handkerchief tucked in his breast pocket, it was the same colour as her dress. Alec moved across the room towards her, his eyes fixated on her as though she were the only one in the room. In his eyes she was the only one he could see here. He stood behind her and leaned in, gently kissing her cheek, "You look...so beautiful", Alec murmured in her ear. He moved to stand upright again, she grabbed the back of his head and roped him in for a deep kiss, "Happy Halloween baby...you look pretty good yourself. I think every girl here is thinking what I am..." Alec smiled and leaned his forehead against hers, "Everything okay between us? I...I know that when I told you everything about me, my past, Rachel, it was a lot for you to deal with. But I know that we can move past that. I'm with you now, I'm not 494 any longer." "Alec..." Faith gestured to some seats and took his hand in her lap, "It wasn't about you and your past. It's just me. You accepted what I have done in the past without flinching. And the majority of it is worse than anything you ever did. Alec, I have killed so many people. I've killed transgenics. Humans. I was everything the real world fear. A monster, a killing machine. Ruthless, cold and deadly. I just don't see why you would want to be with me after all that." "You're not that person anymore. Let the past stay that way. We're the future now. You and me." They both sat in silence, before Alec stood and extended his hand, "Dance?"
"Open up..." Faith giggled and allowed him to feed her a generous spoonful of ice cream, "Mmmm...the perfect yum..." Alec looked at her adoringly and she pulled him against her chest. She massaged his muscular shoulders and he looked down at their bare legs entwined together. Hers were beautiful, like all of her. Muscular, yet slender. Smooth and olive. They had scars on them, light lines etched into her skin, which must have been serious injuries not to heal. But that was her past and he was her future. She continued massaging Alec's golden shoulders and then after a moment's silence asked him thoughtfully, "What do you love to do? Hobbies...obsessions...passions. You know...?" "Making love to you.", He replied, his hand running up and down her silky leg. "I'm serious." "So was I." Alec looked at her face and nodded, "Okay. I love music. Playing the piano. When I close my eyes and listen as my fingers scale the keys, I am frozen in time, that is heaven for me. Pure bliss." Alec closed his eyes as he spoke, a sweet smile coming over his face. Faith beamed at him and rolled him over so that he lay on her. He cupped his arms under her shoulders and propped himself up on his elbows to look at her better. He leaned in and kissed her softly, tentatively, pressing his already naked body against hers, "What's yours?" "Huh? "Come on. If we're gonna play, it has to be I show you mine, you show me yours." Faith chewed on that fleetingly, "I'll show you then. But I want you to be honest about it." Alec nodded. She leaned to one side, her hand disappearing under the bed, emerging again with a box. It was beautifully decorated, creatively covered in etchings and sketches of various scenes and transgenics, very detailed and artistic. Alec sat up and looked at it curiously, before pulling the lid off. Inside was a sea of film rolls, photos and a camera. The photos were amazing, vivid, and full of emotion; they were as beautiful as the X9 lying next to him. He sorted through them, there were some of a vast dry landscape (Australia he assumed), others of Chicago, Seattle and here. Photos of transgenics. So that was where Dix and Luke had got the photos for the database. Alec continued in silent awe. He came to a photo of himself, calmly asleep, a sheet crumbled around his waist. There were more of him, dozens and some of the two of them, though he had no idea how she had taken them. All in all there were hundreds of photos. Faith nibbled on her bottom lip, a trait Alec had noticed signalled nervousness. "They are all so beautiful.", He assured her, "Why didn't you show me before?" "I...I don't know. Fear? Back at Mantecore, such a passion as this would have been severely frowned upon. But I love it. Its my flaw I guess...we're all flawed in one way or another." Alec closed the box and gently placed it on the floor. He pushed himself onto Faith, claiming her mouth with his. Bare flesh pressed against bare flesh and he gently pulled her closer into him. He growled, a deep rumble in the back of his throat and she rolled them over so she was on top. She snaked her way down to his growing erection and wrapped her mouth over it, engulfing as much of his length as she could. He closed his eyes and stifled a moan. They had been together so many times. At least once a day, the typical transgenic appetite, but he always felt like each time far surpassed the others. Faith continued to suck and Alec clawed at the pillow, a sign of his impending release. He growled again and pulled her up to him and pushing himself into her. He slammed against her as had as he could and she cried out, moving with him. The two continued, both going over the edge several times, but still carrying on. Her warm passage was tight around him and he slowed down, keeping the rhythm at an inching pace. Faith welcomed the change and the two mouths met and duelled again.