Title: Between A Rock and A Hard Place Part 3
Author: Rhasa
Rating: R
Spoilers: General Season 2 before 'Freak Nation' Before Max and Alec are
'seemingly' together.
Category: Drama/Angst/ Relationship(s) Note plural.
Summary: Max goes into heat around a virus infected Logan who calls Alec
for help.
Disclaimer: Not mine. No infringement intended. No money being made, yadda
yadda, yadda.
Feedback: Yes, please, pretty please. I only write when I get feedback, so
feel free to feed the monster. Rhasa4@yahoo.com
Between A Rock and A Hard Place Part 3
by Rhasa
"Do you think she can get out of those cuffs?" Logan asked as he and Alec stood outside the bathroom door.
"Yep."
Logan looked at him somewhat surprised with Alec's quick answer, so Alec elaborated. "It's one of the skills we were taught at Manticore. She can use her teeth and tongue and get undone in about a minute. Makes you wonder what she can do with a cherry stem, doesn't it?" He looked over at Logan with a patented smirk on his face, only to find a deep scowl on the other man's face. "Maybe not. Forget I said that."
After a moment of thought, Logan wondered about Alec's words. "If she can get out of the cuffs so easily, then why hasn't she already?"
"Well, being in heat usually means that you can't concentrate all that well. The hormones take away your focus, your edge. Trying to get out of those cuffs when she's in heat is like. oh hell, I don't know. like trying to throw a bullseye in darts while drunk or something."
Logan nodded his head ever so slightly. "Gotta plan?" he asked Alec, noting the sudden nervousness that seemed to wash over him once they had gotten to the bathroom door.
"Oh God," Alec said while closing his eyes.
"What? What is it?"
"I can smell her from here."
"Really?" A surprised Logan asked.
"Oh yeah," a happy Alec smiled.
"Alec!" Logan yelled into his ear, breaking the X5's trance - at least for the time being.
"Sorry," Alec muttered with chagrin. Logan scowled back. "Look I can't help it, okay? You have no idea what it's like."
"I guess not," Logan said forlornly.
"Maybe I should just leave," Alec said pointing to the front door of the apartment again.
"Yeah. But in a minute. You better go in now. Before well... just get going."
"Okay."
Alec opened the door - and suddenly felt like he had been hit by a shock wave. Max. n heat. The pheromones in the room were almost enough to knock him off his feet - almost.
"Alec," Max whimpered from the tiles below him, his word said on a husky breath of air that made the hairs on his skin stand on end.
"Max, I'm just going to check you over," he said as he started to approach his fellow transgenic.
"You can check me over all you want, big boy."
"I just need to know you're all right." Alec told her.
"Come closer and I'll show you just how all right I am."
Alec closed his eyes. "You should definitely not be saying things like that to me, right now, Max. You're not yourself."
"Don't talk to her for god sake's Alec, " came Logan's voice from the door. "It's like a goddamn scene from the Exorcist," he muttered under his breath.
Alec felt a snarl cross his lips as he heard Logan's words. A part of his brain was chanting "focus, focus, focus," another part was eyeing Max hungrily, enjoying her squirming movements against the smooth bathroom tiles. He felt his own arousal building and felt utterly helpless to stop it.
"Alec!" Came Logan's voice again.
Alec moved closer and Max instinctively mirrored his movements as best she could. He watched as a droplet of sweat made its way down her neck to disappear into the 'v' of her t-shirt and groaned. He began to breathe through his mouth, knowing that it only decreased the effectiveness of his olfactory receptors by a marginal amount, but prayed it helped nonetheless.
"Are you hurt?" He asked as he closed his eyes momentarily, swallowed hard and then reached out for her hair. From this angle he could make out the tangle of bloodied hair at the base of her head.
"Max," he whispered again. "Are you hurt?"
"Yes," she whimpered as he looked down into her eyes.
It was when they locked eyes that he knew that this had been a bad idea. A very very bad idea. A how-on-earth-could-I-have-even-considered-doing-this- very-bad-idea. One look from her, all vulnerable before him, all helpless and wanton, and he was undone.
Logan, who was watching very closely, didn't even know how it happened. One minute Alec seemed in control, the next he was in a fierce kiss with Max, biting, moaning, and ... snarling. Both seemed hell bent on consuming one another.
End of Part 3
Author's Note:
Still no heat - in my place that is. Don't worry, it's supposed to be a warmer day today so I'll try to write a longer chapter. Thanks to all those who dropped me a line to say they read it. I will continue to write as long as I know people are continuing to read.
So feed the monster Rhasa4@yahoo.com
Between A Rock and A Hard Place Part 3
by Rhasa
"Do you think she can get out of those cuffs?" Logan asked as he and Alec stood outside the bathroom door.
"Yep."
Logan looked at him somewhat surprised with Alec's quick answer, so Alec elaborated. "It's one of the skills we were taught at Manticore. She can use her teeth and tongue and get undone in about a minute. Makes you wonder what she can do with a cherry stem, doesn't it?" He looked over at Logan with a patented smirk on his face, only to find a deep scowl on the other man's face. "Maybe not. Forget I said that."
After a moment of thought, Logan wondered about Alec's words. "If she can get out of the cuffs so easily, then why hasn't she already?"
"Well, being in heat usually means that you can't concentrate all that well. The hormones take away your focus, your edge. Trying to get out of those cuffs when she's in heat is like. oh hell, I don't know. like trying to throw a bullseye in darts while drunk or something."
Logan nodded his head ever so slightly. "Gotta plan?" he asked Alec, noting the sudden nervousness that seemed to wash over him once they had gotten to the bathroom door.
"Oh God," Alec said while closing his eyes.
"What? What is it?"
"I can smell her from here."
"Really?" A surprised Logan asked.
"Oh yeah," a happy Alec smiled.
"Alec!" Logan yelled into his ear, breaking the X5's trance - at least for the time being.
"Sorry," Alec muttered with chagrin. Logan scowled back. "Look I can't help it, okay? You have no idea what it's like."
"I guess not," Logan said forlornly.
"Maybe I should just leave," Alec said pointing to the front door of the apartment again.
"Yeah. But in a minute. You better go in now. Before well... just get going."
"Okay."
Alec opened the door - and suddenly felt like he had been hit by a shock wave. Max. n heat. The pheromones in the room were almost enough to knock him off his feet - almost.
"Alec," Max whimpered from the tiles below him, his word said on a husky breath of air that made the hairs on his skin stand on end.
"Max, I'm just going to check you over," he said as he started to approach his fellow transgenic.
"You can check me over all you want, big boy."
"I just need to know you're all right." Alec told her.
"Come closer and I'll show you just how all right I am."
Alec closed his eyes. "You should definitely not be saying things like that to me, right now, Max. You're not yourself."
"Don't talk to her for god sake's Alec, " came Logan's voice from the door. "It's like a goddamn scene from the Exorcist," he muttered under his breath.
Alec felt a snarl cross his lips as he heard Logan's words. A part of his brain was chanting "focus, focus, focus," another part was eyeing Max hungrily, enjoying her squirming movements against the smooth bathroom tiles. He felt his own arousal building and felt utterly helpless to stop it.
"Alec!" Came Logan's voice again.
Alec moved closer and Max instinctively mirrored his movements as best she could. He watched as a droplet of sweat made its way down her neck to disappear into the 'v' of her t-shirt and groaned. He began to breathe through his mouth, knowing that it only decreased the effectiveness of his olfactory receptors by a marginal amount, but prayed it helped nonetheless.
"Are you hurt?" He asked as he closed his eyes momentarily, swallowed hard and then reached out for her hair. From this angle he could make out the tangle of bloodied hair at the base of her head.
"Max," he whispered again. "Are you hurt?"
"Yes," she whimpered as he looked down into her eyes.
It was when they locked eyes that he knew that this had been a bad idea. A very very bad idea. A how-on-earth-could-I-have-even-considered-doing-this- very-bad-idea. One look from her, all vulnerable before him, all helpless and wanton, and he was undone.
Logan, who was watching very closely, didn't even know how it happened. One minute Alec seemed in control, the next he was in a fierce kiss with Max, biting, moaning, and ... snarling. Both seemed hell bent on consuming one another.
End of Part 3
Author's Note:
Still no heat - in my place that is. Don't worry, it's supposed to be a warmer day today so I'll try to write a longer chapter. Thanks to all those who dropped me a line to say they read it. I will continue to write as long as I know people are continuing to read.
So feed the monster Rhasa4@yahoo.com