Relation to other stories: Stand alone.

Setting: Towards the end of Season 2, post "Inferno."

Disclaimer: Characters aren't owned by me, just appearing in my story featuring the characters of Mutant X.

Author's Notes: This story does contain slash people so be warned. It's classified under romance and the "pairings" are basically Shal/Brennan and Shal/Emma and there's also a little Shal/Jesse. This story begins after a previous altercation and anything "out of character" will be accounted for.

The Feral Of My Affections

Shalimar stood in her room before her dresser trying to pick out an outfit for herself. She looked down to the tiny tops and tight jeans she saw beneath her but found nothing satisfactory. She threw her arms up in defeat and sighed heavily. She looked herself over in the large mirror attached to her dresser. She couldn't very well wear her black, lace underwear and matching bra she'd slept in last night on account of how hot it was. She scanned the folded clothes in her drawers once more hoping she could make up her mind.

As she picked up and tossed aside each garment she suddenly heard a knock at her door.

"Come in," she began before remembering her current near nude situation. "I mean…"

Before she could finish her sentence she looked up to see Brennan standing in her doorway, grinning, his arm propping himself up against the wall.

"Good morning, Brennan."

"You bet it is," he said.

Brennan licked his lips and made no effort to hide the fact he was checking out every inch of Shalimar's body as he stepped into the room.

Shalimar looked slightly confused as he stepped towards her. She noticed him searching her exposed body with his hungry eyes and quickly tried to change the subject.

"Well, since you're here how about helping me pick out something to wear?"

Brennan's grin widened and he stepped closer to her until he stood less than a foot from her. He reached out and trailed his fingers down her bare arm until he reached her hand. He slowly removed the shirt from her grip and threw it carelessly behind them.

"Why wear anything at all?" He grinned down at her and moved his eyes to her heaving cleavage.

Shalimar shifted as she began to feel slightly uneasy at his bold actions. She assumed it to be one of his jokes so she just brushed it aside.

"I was being serious," she informed him.

He held his grin and twitched his head, his eyes lighting up at the sight of her.

"So was I."

Shalimar heard the seriousness in his voice and felt the heated attraction boiling between them. She attempted to take a step back but found herself caught up in Brennan's embrace as he swung his left arm around her waist and pulled her close.

"Here's what you should wear," he answered and quickly pulled her to him and kissed her lips.

Shalimar brought her hands up to rest on his shoulders. She wanted to push him back but couldn't seem to bring herself to follow through with the action. Instead, she let herself melt into his deep kiss and leaned in closer as his other arm wrapped itself around her, cradling her fully into his arms.

When they finally ended their kiss Shalimar stood in shock trying to catch her breath. She looked up to Brennan still grinning at her with lustful eyes. She felt him urging her backwards and had to oblige to his request as his weight pushed against her.

Before long his face was buried in her neck kissing her warm skin. As much as she enjoyed it she could feel something was wrong and just as she bumped into the bed behind her she found the strength to push him back.

"I think you should go," she said trying to sound as serious as she could while trying to catch her breath.

Brennan grinned down at her, her fierce heartbeat telling him something else.

"That's not what you really want, Shal," he insisted and buried his face in her neck once more.

"Yes it is," she said while pushing him back again. She stepped away from him to place a safer distance between them and tried to hold a serious look on her flushed face.

Brennan shook his head and stepped towards her once more. Shalimar moved back and pointed her finger at him as a warning. He stopped and grinned, becoming more turned on by her actions.

"Don't make me hurt you, Brennan," she warned in a serious tone but not too serious that he couldn't hear her playfulness in her voice.

Brennan stepped back and growled like a cat before turning to walk towards the door. He turned and looked back as he reached the doorway.

"If you change your mind," he said with a wink and left her sight.

Shalimar sighed and walked back over to sit on her bed and ponder what had just happened.

Adam looked up from his work to see a grinning Brennan enter the lab.

"Hey, Brennan," he greeted. "Having a good morning?"

"More or less," Brennan answered. "Whatcha doin'?" he asked as he stood behind Adam and gestured to the screen.

"Typing up a report on that mutant gang we brought down yesterday," Adam answered.

"Psionics and empaths," Brennan said. "A messy combination."

"Yeah but not too much for us."

"You got that right."

"You think you can give me a hand cleaning the lab today?"

"Sure thing, Adam," Brennan agreed and turned to begin straightening up. As he did so he smiled and pictured Shalimar in her under garments and couldn't seem to think of anything else as he worked.