= XIV =

Author's Note: Smut at the beginning of this chapter. Just a warning in case you are not reading it for that.

Two Weeks Later


Khan sat on his bed, back against the wall and legs crossed as he read The Professor, his favorite. Khan was deep in his own world, consumed by the great book that it was but was pulled from it by a knock on the door. Khan let out a heavy sigh as he got up from his spot and walked to the door, trying to reel in his annoyance so he wouldn't damage the already fragile relationship he had with Mira. She had been avoiding him since his examination two weeks ago, she would only come to him when he gave her no other choice or when she was forced out of her lab when the six-hour limit that was placed on it was up. The promise of later had been broken and it raised Khan's frustration levels through the roof. If he had known that she wouldn't have put out, he wouldn't have even attempted this manipulation of her. Khan had expected her to be easy but sadly he had been mistaken and so he took another deep breath and then opened the door to his room. There stood Mira in her uniform blues, small smile in place as she looked up to him.

"Is everything okay? You haven't come out of your room all day?" Mira asked, her tone the usual sweet note that is always was. "I am fine, I felt like reading today" he told her honestly, letting it be known by his bored tone that he wanted to go back and finish his book. "Oh… which one are you reading?" She asked and Khan sighed, grabbing onto his annoyance before he let it slip from his lips.

"The Professor, is this something you needed Miracle?" He asked of her and she just stared at him, uneasiness setting behind her eyes. "Uh... sort of… I mean…" Mira stuttered out as she looked away from him, a blush creeping across her cheeks. Khan narrowed his gaze on her as he tried to figure out what she could be thinking. However, he didn't have to think long. Mira had taken a large breath in and then slowly let it out before she stepped forward, pressing her body against his and planting her lips on top of his in a slow lazy kiss.

Khan took a moment before he wrapped one of his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him as he stepped back into his room, his other hand going to the panel and locking it. As soon as the door was closed, Khan stopped and pushed Mira back against the door and stared at her for a moment. Her chest rising and falling in quick succession as she stared right back at him. "Is it too late for Later?" Mira asked and Khan smirked at her before closing the distance again, capturing her mouth with his. Khan swept his tongue across her lower lip, biting it before he turned his head and began to kiss down her neck.

Mira, of course, hadn't been idle, her hands exploring his body mainly focusing on his bare chest. Finger nails scraping and scratching against his skin as they went until they stopped at his trousers.

Mira didn't seem to waste long before she pulled her hands from his back, circling around to his front. Her left hand traveling up his muscled abdomen and not stopping till it reached his hair, fingers tangling in his black locks. Khan had to take a small breath when he felt her right hand slip between his last bits of clothing and skin, moving down until she had his cock firmly in her grasp, giving him a long and hard stroke. Khan smiled against the skin of her neck. "You're still wearing too much." Mira purred into Khan's ear and he let out a small chuckle.

"You are impatient." he told her, pulling her hand from pants and the other from his hair and placed them at her sides. "I wish to savior this" he whispered to her, taking a step back from her. Slowly he undid the button to his trousers, doing the zipper next in the same slow motions. Khan could feel the tension rolling off of Mira but she had made him wait and so he would exact that same punishment. He would make her wait but not for long, too long and he would no doubt go insane. Khan smirked as he pushed the trousers, along with his boxers, past his waist and down to his thighs, letting them fall the rest of the way. He now stood naked in front of Mira and her response could not have stroked his ego more. She stood exactly where he had left her, starring at him, eyes constantly racking up and down his body as he saw the desire build behind her eyes, the way she pressed her thighs together. It sent him spiraling into desire all the more. Khan took a small step forward, leaning towards Mira and placing his lips onto hers for a chaste kiss before he leaned down to her ear, nibbling on her lobe.

"Undress for me." he purred before taking a step back and out of her reach. Mira stared at Khan for a moment before a smirk came to rest upon her lips.

Khan gave her a once over again, noting this time that she wasn't wearing her usual boots. Quickly, he moved his eyes to her hands that began to move. Slowly, much like he had done, they went to the back of her uniform, lifting a piece and pulled it down. Slowly. Mira pulled her arm out of the right sleeve and gave the uniform a small tug before it fell to the ground, much like his trousers had done.

Mira now stood in front of him now in a deep green lace bra and thong. Khan stared with a heated lust look before his eyes were drawn back to Mira's moving hands, his eyes never missing a beat as they finally came to rest on her shoulders. Slowly she played with the straps, until finally she pulled them up and over her shoulders with her thumbs, finger tips skating across the sides of her bra and slowly trickling down. Once Mira's hands reached her thong, she hooked her index fingers under them and started to pull down, one side at a time until they reached her thighs and then let them drop.

Khan took in a sharp intake of breath and he wasn't sure what snapped first, his ability to wait for a moment longer or his frustration but Khan stepped to her, hands instantly finding her thighs as he picked her up. Mira's legs instantly wrapped around his waist and arms went around his neck, Khan took another step and Mira shivered, skin prickling from the cold metal door her back was now touching.

Khan pressed into her more, causing her to gasp in pleasure and he took the moment to capture her bottom lip between his, sucking and giving it a quick nibble before releasing it. Khan took a second before giving Mira a slow kiss, his tongue meeting hers as he moved his right hand from her thigh and slid it between them. "Khan." Mira moaned softly pulling away from his lips, leaning her forehead against his shoulder when his fingers lightly circled over her clit. Lightly, Khan continued this motion. He could feel the tension building in her and smiled against her neck.

"Khan… please," Mira begged him and it only caused his smile to grow wider. "The bed?" he questioned as he moved his fingers, letting one slide into her and then another. Mira let out a louder moan, her grip on him tightening as her nails pressed into his skin. With a quick nod from her, Khan pulled his fingers out and in three quick strides laid her down on his bed followed by himself. Khan moved so that he was positioned between her legs, right hand under her shoulder blade while his left hand gripped her thigh. Khan looked to Mira who was out a breath, panting with wanton desire. "Miracle." Khan whispered, though he wanted this, he craved for his release but he wouldn't subject someone to something they did not want or were having second thoughts about. He had never been liked that and refused to be turned into that, he knew where he was wanted and where he was not, even if Mira had changed her mind he would respect that and continue his manipulation in the more innocent of fashions, well to Mira's standards. Everything they had done so far was by far the most innocent of things. He hadn't tread those waters since his first time and even then it was questionable on the innocence of that. Mira leaned up to give Khan a passionate kiss, bucking her hips into his as she did.

Khan instantly got the hint and finally did what he had wanted to do for so long, slowly Khan eased himself into her, moaning as he went. Khan only stopped when he was fully sheathed inside of her slick walls, he looked down to Mira. Her head back and mouth slightly open and he took that as a sign to continue.

The rhythm was slow at first, pulling out all the way before slowly going back in. It carried on like that until Mira decided she wanted more. Quickly, Mira turned them over; Khan on his back and her now on top. Mira smirked as she looked down at him, leaning in to kiss him lightly.

"I thought you would have been stronger." she mocked and was met with deep thrust, leaving her to take a sharp breath in. Her mouth open and eyes closed. "I was hoping for a change of scenery." Khan let out through a moan of his own when Mira rose up and down on his now wet cock. Khan moved his hands up her thighs, palming her ass and giving it a good squeeze. "Oh God." Mira let out as she dropped her head back, her mouth agape as she rode him. As time went on the pace picked up, skin slapping against skin as they were closing in on their climaxs. Khan sat up, his chest against Mira's as he grabbed hold of her hips. Mira pulled herself closer, placing sloppy kisses against his neck. Khan could feel his release a breath away, he turned his head towards Mira wanted to muffle his release with her lips but she wouldn't let him, laughing as she spoke. "I bet you wish this was real".

Khan bolted upright in his bed, panting as he looked around his room with wide eyes before promptly falling back down into his bed with a huff. 'Another one' Khan grumbled to himself bitterly, he was getting tired of these dreams but at least they were better then the ones that made him feel guilty or that one where Mira had been pregnant. Khan's eyes looked to the door as he heard a knock and they became wide again. "Khan I hope your awake. Marcus will be here soon" Mira's voice rang out and he sighed again, happy he hadn't gotten up to answer the door. His current condition would have been annoying to explain.


Khan stood, his back straight and hands clasped behind his back as he stood outside the shooting range, he had been waiting five minutes before Mira showed up and told him that Marcus would be there soon. Twenty minutes had past since then and Khan was five seconds from saying screw him and leaving. He did not care if it seemed like a childish thing to do, he had always been one for punctuality.

A ruler needed to be and this was racking on his very last nerve. Khan looked at the digital clock that blinked on the control panel to open the shooting range and took in a deep breath, he had been about to tell Mira he was leaving but then, to his ungodly misfortune, Marcus rounded a corner and smiled at them both. "Sorry to keep you waiting, now let's see some guns." he said, clapping his hands together and then rubbing them in excitement. Mira turned quickly and opened the door, standing to the side to let them both enter before her.

Once all were inside Marcus looked at each weapon that was on display and nodded in approval at each one. He picked one up quickly and looked it over before turning and holding it up. "Mira if you could?" he asked and Mira quickly punched in a code and a dummy shot up from the ground. Marcus wasted no time in shooting it to hell and back. In all honesty, if it hadn't been for Marcus, Khan may have felt some joy that his weapon worked perfectly. He had, of course, created it and thus knew it would but to actually see it was another thing entirely. Marcus called for another dummy and again once it was up he shot off another round, letting a pleased smile take form as he put the weapon back where he had found it and picked up another one.

"So Mira, I saw all the requisitions you made. Mind telling me what for?" Marcus asked and Mira seemed to freeze for just a second before punching in the same code to bring forth another dummy. "I'm advancing a medical compound." she said simply. Khan looked to her, examining her rigidness, this was not a topic she wanted to talk about clearly.

"What compound?" Marcus inquired, happily picking up another gun and shooting the awaiting dummy. "Cancer currently, I came up with an idea to help the medical treatments along and be a much smoother process for the patients." she told Marcus and he simply nodded. Khan narrowed his eyes on Mira, he saw it for the lie that it was. He was curious as to why she was lying about it. When he had asked her the very same question she had told him she was working on a long range medical scanner and he had not seen nor heard the lie in her words then, so he was very curious as to why she would give Marcus an entirely different story.

"Your kindness is showing Mira." Marcus jested and Mira let out a strained laugh. "Sorry, horrible habit." she quipped but Marcus let out a deep throaty laugh that Khan hated the second he heard it. After that they were left in silence except for Marcus's shooting and the dummy's bits and pieces falling onto the ground. Khan, of course, had to speak up to warn Marcus that some weapons were trigger sensitive. He only gave a nod, the happy smile never leaving his lips.

'Finally.' Khan thought as Marcus reached the last weapon on the table. "Mira?" Marcus called out, stopping the woman from punching in the code to bring up another dummy. "Yes Sir?" Mira said after a few moments of simply looking at him. Mira turned her gaze to Khan quickly, a weary look in her eyes before she returned her gaze to Marcus's back. "Bracelet." he said loudly, in a demanding way. Khan looked at him for a moment baffled before he looked to Mira to seek out the answers, to say she looked uneasy would have been an understatement. Khan figured instantly that the bracelet she was wearing was what he was referring to, at least by the way Mira was clutching to it. "Give me your bracelet." Marcus said again, an angry note to his tone. Mira took in a deep breath as she pressed a button and the small thing started to fold into itself slight, leaving a big enough gap for Mira to fit her wrist through.

Ever so slowly, Mira walked over to Marcus and with such hesitance handed him her bracelet, quickly taking several steps away from him after she had done what he asked. Marcus looked down to the piece of metal now in his palm, turning to face forward, once his gaze landed on Mira he dropped it onto the floor. "Go stand where the dummy appears." he told her and Mira gawked at him for a moment. "Sir…" she was about to say but Marcus interrupted her. "NOW!" he yelled. Khan looked from Marcus to Mira, reading the fear that was clearly in her eyes but she did as she was told. Khan was about to take a step forward but Marcus held up a finger to him. "Interrupt or interfere and I'll kill ten of your crew." Marcus threatened, making Khan ground his teeth together as he stood in place, allowed to do nothing but watch, even if he hated her; getting hit with that gun even on stun would severally hurt her or worse.

"Raise your shield." Marcus told Mira once she was in place and Khan wasn't sure if he saw what he had, a blue flicker of what looked like shielding appeared on Mira's skin before it all to quickly disappeared but not a moment later that shielding was about and constant. Khan stared wide eyed at Mira, at what he was seeing and only pulled his gaze away to look at Marcus when he heard the other man let out a short laugh. "I see she hasn't told you." he laughed again and Khan glared, wishing stares truly could kill. "Now Mira tell me the truth." Marcus spoke loudly, a frown set on his face as he stared at the woman.

"Did you think I wouldn't know what you were up to?" he continued after a second and Mira shook her head.

"It's not what it looks like, I swear…" Mira said but stopped when Marcus raised the gun to her and shot her. The shot ripped through Mira's shield and sent her flying back and into the wall, coughing and taking deep breaths in when she landed on the floor, handing clutching to her mid stomach where the gun's pulse had made contact. Khan could see that the weapon had left a scorch mark on her clothes. "What did I say about lying, Mira?" Marcus spoke calmly though Khan could see the rage behind his eyes as he stared at Mira. Mira had simply shaken her head.

"I'm not…" and another shot, this one to her right shoulder. It seemed Mira had only a second to get whatever it is that protected her up, this shot smacked her into the wall much more roughly this time given the shorter distance. Mira tried to gasp for air, she was on her side and her forehead rested against the floor as tears slipped between her closed lids. "You think trying to reverse what you are is going to save your daddy from me? I told you I would destroy him if you didn't do exactly as I said. You ever try that shit again and I'll send his ass to jail and you back to the lab to be the lab rat your daddy saved you from." Marcus yelled at her before shooting her one more time, knocking her out with this last shot.

Marcus then turned to Khan and a smile spread across his lips. "Excellent work." Marcus praised him and Khan just glared at him. A new type of rage settling in behind his blue green eyes. He had been wrong, so very wrong. "You did threaten her." Khan let slip and Marcus quickly looked to the unconscious Mira across the room and then back to Khan.

"Of course, her emotions get the best of her. She needed to be reminded who was in charge." Marcus said with a smirk, he quickly turned, dropping the weapon and went for the door. "Do be a good lap dog and re-deliver my new threat. She might have been in too much pain to hear me." Marcus called back and then he was gone. As soon as Khan could no longer hear his footsteps he rushed over to Mira, bending down and gently turning to lay her on her back, checking to see how extensive the damage was and sighed a little in relief. She had two bad burns but she would be fine otherwise, physically at least. Khan frowned as he looked at her, brushing strands of hair from her face. The guilt coming back in full force as he continued to stare down at her.

His instincts had been right and he had chosen not to listen to them. He had believed that no one was this kind. That it was not possible in this age but he had been wrong. Letting a saddened sigh escape his lips, Khan picked up Mira, cradling her to his chest as he left the range and walked back to their quarters.