They were so nervous touching each other after so long, they were looking
into each
others eyes, when they kissed, it was a long kiss, like if they weren't going to kiss each
other again, before doing anything Max told Logan that she was in heat, he didn´t care.
The next day -10:30 a.m.
The loud noises coming from the street was what woke Max up. She opened her eyes
and looked around, she felted weird, she was sleeping.
This wasn't her apartment. This wasn't her bed. She became more awake as she saw
the sleeping form of someone next to her.
She didn´t remember about what happened last night, she quietly inched her way over to
the bed's other occupant, she needed to see if that person was who she tought it was,
she needed to see if all this was real or it was just another dream.
She was next to Logan, he was still asleep beside her.
He looked so innocent, like a little boy. And he was obviously nude under that cotton
blue sheet. Come to think of it...
Yep she said mentally, checking herself. So am I.Further evidence to this
revelation lay strewn about Logan's hardwood floor. A pair of jeans, a blue ribbed man's
sweater, her own black tank and leather pants.
We must have been busy she remarked with a small smirk.
Flashes of the night suddenly came to her "You're so beautiful Max" his voice was
husky, "I never thought I could do this again" He kissed her and wrapped a leg around
hers Wait, back that up...he used his *leg*..but that can't be. She looked around for his
exoesqueleton, but didn't find it. Another memory filtered it's way into her mind. "I can't
believe this" she cried enthusiastically launching herself at him "Neither can I" he
hugged her back "But here I am, or rather here I *stand*"
Now she remembered everything. He had recovered, was able to walk again, to
celebrate all this, their cure and the fact that he was walking without any exoesqueleton
he made dinner for her which turned into *other* things later.
She had told him that she was in heat, but he didn't care, that if this was what she
needed every four months, who was he to deny it.
"I have feelings for you and I know that you do also, and after this cycle is over I will still
be here for you" that´s what Logan said to her.
He had sounded so sincere, so reassuring that she had given in, let him give her what
she needed, and what he wanted. And after that memory, came a bolt of realization that
struck her like a blow to the gut by one of Lydecker's goons.
Damn!she was in heat, and she "give" in. She had never given in, always being strong
enough to ward off the urges, because she knew of the consequences.
She jumped out of the bed and raced towards the bathroom. She retched, again, and
again until there was nothing left but noxious stomach acid, and when she was done
she slid, exhausted to the floor.What have I done?
"Max, are you okay?" Logan's voice came through the door of the bathroom
"Yea" she called out with more reassurance then she felt. Her mind was racing as well
as her heart, and her stomach ached from all that heaving.
Logan came through the door, obviously unconvinced.
He kneeled by her on the floor. He took in her appearance, of her sweat soaked hair,
and pale face. "What happened?"
others eyes, when they kissed, it was a long kiss, like if they weren't going to kiss each
other again, before doing anything Max told Logan that she was in heat, he didn´t care.
The next day -10:30 a.m.
The loud noises coming from the street was what woke Max up. She opened her eyes
and looked around, she felted weird, she was sleeping.
This wasn't her apartment. This wasn't her bed. She became more awake as she saw
the sleeping form of someone next to her.
She didn´t remember about what happened last night, she quietly inched her way over to
the bed's other occupant, she needed to see if that person was who she tought it was,
she needed to see if all this was real or it was just another dream.
She was next to Logan, he was still asleep beside her.
He looked so innocent, like a little boy. And he was obviously nude under that cotton
blue sheet. Come to think of it...
Yep she said mentally, checking herself. So am I.Further evidence to this
revelation lay strewn about Logan's hardwood floor. A pair of jeans, a blue ribbed man's
sweater, her own black tank and leather pants.
We must have been busy she remarked with a small smirk.
Flashes of the night suddenly came to her "You're so beautiful Max" his voice was
husky, "I never thought I could do this again" He kissed her and wrapped a leg around
hers Wait, back that up...he used his *leg*..but that can't be. She looked around for his
exoesqueleton, but didn't find it. Another memory filtered it's way into her mind. "I can't
believe this" she cried enthusiastically launching herself at him "Neither can I" he
hugged her back "But here I am, or rather here I *stand*"
Now she remembered everything. He had recovered, was able to walk again, to
celebrate all this, their cure and the fact that he was walking without any exoesqueleton
he made dinner for her which turned into *other* things later.
She had told him that she was in heat, but he didn't care, that if this was what she
needed every four months, who was he to deny it.
"I have feelings for you and I know that you do also, and after this cycle is over I will still
be here for you" that´s what Logan said to her.
He had sounded so sincere, so reassuring that she had given in, let him give her what
she needed, and what he wanted. And after that memory, came a bolt of realization that
struck her like a blow to the gut by one of Lydecker's goons.
Damn!she was in heat, and she "give" in. She had never given in, always being strong
enough to ward off the urges, because she knew of the consequences.
She jumped out of the bed and raced towards the bathroom. She retched, again, and
again until there was nothing left but noxious stomach acid, and when she was done
she slid, exhausted to the floor.What have I done?
"Max, are you okay?" Logan's voice came through the door of the bathroom
"Yea" she called out with more reassurance then she felt. Her mind was racing as well
as her heart, and her stomach ached from all that heaving.
Logan came through the door, obviously unconvinced.
He kneeled by her on the floor. He took in her appearance, of her sweat soaked hair,
and pale face. "What happened?"