Hee hee hee hee. I can't believe that I have left you so long. Please don't
hate me cos I love you guys. Ok, here's the next chapter. Slightly longer I
hope. Enjoy!
Max's eyes flew open as she lay on the bed, her breath panting slightly. It was a dream, she reassured herself, just a dream. However, as she lay in bed she knew what was wrong. That although she had gone to Alec's the night before, and she had left shortly after, her lips still tingling from his kiss, the small matter of her heat had popped up to tell her that she wouldn't be able to take this new found discovery of Alec slowly. Her body craved his, she could smell his scent still on her skin, more pronounced than her own obviously raging pheremones, and she craved him. Her mind flickered briefly to Logan, but logically, and emotionally, she realised that the loved she'd had for Logan was dead. She flung back the covers and swung her legs out of bed letting them hand as she sat up. She smiled as she heard the music that was drifting in from the next room. A song from the prepulse. O.C. had gone crazy when she'd discovered an old c.d. player and a whole collection of c.d.'s in her room, and was methodically working through the 300 odd albums keeping some, discarding others. She pulled open the door and looked at O.C. who was dancing around the room, a feather duster in one hand and a headscarf on. Grinning she nodded at the music unconsciously letting her hips swing with the r'n'b pumping out of the speakers.
"Hey. Who's this?"
O.C. grinned and held out a case showing the words "Nellyville" across the front with a young black guy on the front, wearing what looked like a plaster across his cheek. Max listened to the lyrics, thinking that it indeed was getting "hot in herre" and wondering how hot it would get when Alec came by to pick her up for breakfast.
Shit.
Alec. Was picking her up. Taking her out. And she was in heat.
Oh dear.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Alec whistled as he climbed into the shower. He'd woken up that morning with a smile on his face, his only regret letting Max go home, when he could have held her in his arms all night, woken up with her beautiful face next to his. However, he understood her need to take it slow, agreed with her need. A frown passed over his face as he wondered when her needs were going to escalate into the heat stage. He knew that he wanted to be with her, but if their first time together was when she was in heat would she have regrets. Shaking off the thought he smiled again, whistling some jingle he'd heard on the radio. Life was finally getting better. He left the shower, dried off and began to dress. Black cargos were donned over black short boxers, a black poloneck chunky jumper went over his head and black D.C.'s were shoved onto his feet. Running a comb through his hair he left the hair wet and grabbed his keys and cell phone before slamming the door shut and heading over to Max's to take her out for breakfast, admittedly it would just be at 'The Mess' as the transgen's had dubbed it, but it was with Max, and right now that's all that mattered.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Max was sitting in her flat on her own. O.C. had left to go and get her weekly blood transfusion with one of the x-5's that was helping her body stay free from the radiation in Terminal City. Since she'd been gone Max had taken three cold showers, done 200 push ups and 50 sit ups and then another shower. She'd only been gone half and hour. Alec was coming for her at 9 and it was 8:49 now, maybe she could hide and pretend to be out.
{buzzzz}
Shit, he was here early.
"Errrm, hang on a minute."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Alec felt something slide down his spine as he headed up the steps to Max and O.C.'s room. He shook the feeling off and as he reached their door he pressed the buzzer. After a few seconds of silence Max's voice rang out into the hall way, tense and slightly panicked.
Then it hit him.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Max! Let me in"
Max heard Alec thump the door twice and groaned, torn between wanting to open the door and wanting to hide in the shower.
"Max! MAX!"
She heard more thumps at the door and knew that Alec would have it open in minutes. She turned her head and looked for an exit even though her traitorous feet wouldn't move.
"Alec, you should really just stay there"
"No way!"
Max heard his insistency in his voice and tensed. Seconds later the door swung open the deadbolt lying uselessly on the floor.
He stood in the doorway breathing hard, a sheen of moisture beading his upper lip. Max looked at him, as his figure seemed to grow, in stature, filling the doorway. She stared at him, like a rabbit caught in headlights and let her tongue slide out to moisten her lips. With a growl he broke the stalemate and headed towards her. Taking her in his arms he met his lips with hers and kissed her. He picked her up, growling again when her legs wrapped around his body, her crotch coming flush against her. She sighed and ran her hands in his hair, as his lips tortured hers and his free hand slid underneath her vest top at the back.
Nibbling down her neck and against the edge of her top she threw her head back as he slid one strap, then the other down. Her legs came from round his waist and landed agilely on the floor. She pulled his head down to hers reaching up to kiss him.
"Max, I'm sorry.. I can't... It's just.." Alec managed to gasp between kisses before Max silenced him.
"Alec, if you talk any more, I shall....ooh... kill you." She sighed as he ran his hand under her top to cup her breast gently in his palm, his thumb stroking the nipple.
Alec grinned and placed a kiss behind her ear, laughing as she shivered. "All right then, no more words" and with that he pulled her backwards towards her room and shut the door behind them.
I know this may be a bit weird. I am gonna post the story on NWP hopefully under the nick sk8ergurly where u can read the nc-17 version of it, otherwise I had to cut it short. I shall write more tomorrow if I can. lucy
Max's eyes flew open as she lay on the bed, her breath panting slightly. It was a dream, she reassured herself, just a dream. However, as she lay in bed she knew what was wrong. That although she had gone to Alec's the night before, and she had left shortly after, her lips still tingling from his kiss, the small matter of her heat had popped up to tell her that she wouldn't be able to take this new found discovery of Alec slowly. Her body craved his, she could smell his scent still on her skin, more pronounced than her own obviously raging pheremones, and she craved him. Her mind flickered briefly to Logan, but logically, and emotionally, she realised that the loved she'd had for Logan was dead. She flung back the covers and swung her legs out of bed letting them hand as she sat up. She smiled as she heard the music that was drifting in from the next room. A song from the prepulse. O.C. had gone crazy when she'd discovered an old c.d. player and a whole collection of c.d.'s in her room, and was methodically working through the 300 odd albums keeping some, discarding others. She pulled open the door and looked at O.C. who was dancing around the room, a feather duster in one hand and a headscarf on. Grinning she nodded at the music unconsciously letting her hips swing with the r'n'b pumping out of the speakers.
"Hey. Who's this?"
O.C. grinned and held out a case showing the words "Nellyville" across the front with a young black guy on the front, wearing what looked like a plaster across his cheek. Max listened to the lyrics, thinking that it indeed was getting "hot in herre" and wondering how hot it would get when Alec came by to pick her up for breakfast.
Shit.
Alec. Was picking her up. Taking her out. And she was in heat.
Oh dear.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Alec whistled as he climbed into the shower. He'd woken up that morning with a smile on his face, his only regret letting Max go home, when he could have held her in his arms all night, woken up with her beautiful face next to his. However, he understood her need to take it slow, agreed with her need. A frown passed over his face as he wondered when her needs were going to escalate into the heat stage. He knew that he wanted to be with her, but if their first time together was when she was in heat would she have regrets. Shaking off the thought he smiled again, whistling some jingle he'd heard on the radio. Life was finally getting better. He left the shower, dried off and began to dress. Black cargos were donned over black short boxers, a black poloneck chunky jumper went over his head and black D.C.'s were shoved onto his feet. Running a comb through his hair he left the hair wet and grabbed his keys and cell phone before slamming the door shut and heading over to Max's to take her out for breakfast, admittedly it would just be at 'The Mess' as the transgen's had dubbed it, but it was with Max, and right now that's all that mattered.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Max was sitting in her flat on her own. O.C. had left to go and get her weekly blood transfusion with one of the x-5's that was helping her body stay free from the radiation in Terminal City. Since she'd been gone Max had taken three cold showers, done 200 push ups and 50 sit ups and then another shower. She'd only been gone half and hour. Alec was coming for her at 9 and it was 8:49 now, maybe she could hide and pretend to be out.
{buzzzz}
Shit, he was here early.
"Errrm, hang on a minute."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Alec felt something slide down his spine as he headed up the steps to Max and O.C.'s room. He shook the feeling off and as he reached their door he pressed the buzzer. After a few seconds of silence Max's voice rang out into the hall way, tense and slightly panicked.
Then it hit him.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Max! Let me in"
Max heard Alec thump the door twice and groaned, torn between wanting to open the door and wanting to hide in the shower.
"Max! MAX!"
She heard more thumps at the door and knew that Alec would have it open in minutes. She turned her head and looked for an exit even though her traitorous feet wouldn't move.
"Alec, you should really just stay there"
"No way!"
Max heard his insistency in his voice and tensed. Seconds later the door swung open the deadbolt lying uselessly on the floor.
He stood in the doorway breathing hard, a sheen of moisture beading his upper lip. Max looked at him, as his figure seemed to grow, in stature, filling the doorway. She stared at him, like a rabbit caught in headlights and let her tongue slide out to moisten her lips. With a growl he broke the stalemate and headed towards her. Taking her in his arms he met his lips with hers and kissed her. He picked her up, growling again when her legs wrapped around his body, her crotch coming flush against her. She sighed and ran her hands in his hair, as his lips tortured hers and his free hand slid underneath her vest top at the back.
Nibbling down her neck and against the edge of her top she threw her head back as he slid one strap, then the other down. Her legs came from round his waist and landed agilely on the floor. She pulled his head down to hers reaching up to kiss him.
"Max, I'm sorry.. I can't... It's just.." Alec managed to gasp between kisses before Max silenced him.
"Alec, if you talk any more, I shall....ooh... kill you." She sighed as he ran his hand under her top to cup her breast gently in his palm, his thumb stroking the nipple.
Alec grinned and placed a kiss behind her ear, laughing as she shivered. "All right then, no more words" and with that he pulled her backwards towards her room and shut the door behind them.
I know this may be a bit weird. I am gonna post the story on NWP hopefully under the nick sk8ergurly where u can read the nc-17 version of it, otherwise I had to cut it short. I shall write more tomorrow if I can. lucy