TouchTasteKiss-3
Ben ran down Birch street, eyes teary, and lungs ablaze. He took a sharp left, then dove behind a dumpster, as the intergalactic criminal opened fire in his direction. He sighed, trying yet again to erase thoughts and images of Kevin from his mind,paying no mind the pungent aroma of decaying filth, and feeding vermin. He took a exhausted breath, withdrawing the canister of anti-deprssants, figuring it would assist him in getting his shit together. He rotated the faceplate of the Ultamatrix, who lit up in response, displaying various alien heroes. He settled upon Big Chill, and he pushed down the elevated face roughly.
Ben's back sprung wings, as his skin was covered in a deep blue. His fingers and toes molted together, while his face changed it's shape.
He rose, Big-chill giving the unnamed criminal a tenebrous glare, before soaring at him. Said criminal dove from his grasp, and headed into the forest bordering the cliffs. The Ultamatrix resounded with a few high pitched beeps, alerting him that it was running low on power, which he ignored.
He flew lower, his hands skimming the treetops. He grimaced, knowing that he needed a alien that could easily maneuver between the trees and winding underbrush, with the speed and agility of a buck.
He perched atop a tree, then slammed upon the Ultamatrix's chest piece, morphing into his human form, then morphing into the orange vulpimancer otherwise known as Wildmutt.
He literally hit the ground running, his paws meeting fine earthy soil. His gills flared, locking onto the sent of the criminal. The Ultamatrix beeped once more, Ben ignoring it, all of his attention transfixed upon his prey. He came to the clearing, where the criminal stood nonchalantly, twirling his laser pistol in his hands. He cocked back and growled. And when he bucked forward...
The Ultamatrix timed out.
He fell flat on his face, damp soil colliding with his body, as the convict expelled a harsh cackle. He said something in a unknown alien language, and laughed again. The emerald eyed male scrambled to his feet, taking a look at the green machine on his arm in disgust. He assumed a fighting stance, and glared at the being.
He took the initial punch, but missed, and was given a knee to the stomach. Ben managed to ignore the pain, and sent another hook at his face. The alien dodged it, cocked his fist back, and hit Ben with a clean jab and a kick to the shoulder. He stumbled sideways, just barely retaining his balance. He scrambled back to the edge of the cliff, Ben's fingers marking the absence of land. The creature began to flee. The brunette picked up a nearby rock, and threw it in the direction of the alien. The rock collided with the back of the creatures head, and he was knocked to the ground.
Ben managed to get back to his feet, giving a triumphant smile, as he dusted himself off. The automaton turned swiftly, a pistol in his grasp, and he pulled the trigger.
Ben stumbled backwards, feeling hot blood seep from his shoulder. The projectile barely grazed the skin, just enough to cause some blood flow. But nevertheless, he was shocked and fearful for his life, he took another step back...
...Right off the cliff.
It all seemed to go so slow, but at the same time, so fast. It was as if time wished to stay still, but at the exact same moment, accelerate the time-flow. He hit the water hard, for it resounded with a large smacking sound. And luckily, that loud smacking sound pulled him from his daze. Ben managed to make himself move, and he began kicking his legs and pumping his arms in the direction of he surface. His lungs began to contract, searching desperately for air. He was almost there, the surface ready to be breached.
He rose quickly, gasping for air like he hadn't taken a single breath in a week. Ben's hair stuck to his face, and his shoes and socks were sopping wet, and to make things worse, the Ultamatrix was still in recharge mode, meaning he had to fund another way up the cliff. Ben peered around the base of the cliff, a feeling of dread rising in his throat as he discovered that there was no visible beaches, or delta's that he could swim to in order to leave the body of water. The emerald eyed male, sighed, and wiped the stinging saltwater from his cuts and searched a good starting point on the cliff.
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He barely managed to make it to the top of the cliff, and when he did, he wished he'd drowned in the water. Kevin leaned casually on a tree, a collective glare being passed between the two men.
"Where have you been?" Kevin asked in his demanding tone, his expression a cross between amused and aggravated at Ben's soggy demeanor.
"One of the aliens shot at me." Ben responded, taking of his shoes, and proceeding to wring out his socks. " I accidentally jumped back and fell off the cliff."
Kevin managed to stifle a snort, and the word 'dumbass'. Ben gave him another glare, a stiff middle finger following. Kevin rolled his eyes.
"Did you at least manage to capture the other two criminals?" Ben asked, striping off both his shirts, and expelling the water from his wife beater with one quick squeeze. He could almost feel Kevin's eyes raking up and down his body. He grimaced for the umpteenth time that day, slightly blushing. He pulled on his wife beater and black shirt.
"We managed to capture all three of them, no thanks to you."
"Well excuse me for almost dying." Ben rebuffed coldly. "The Ultamatrix timed out, while I was Wildmutt, and I got a face full of topsoil." "Are you satisfied?" he said.
Kevin began to laugh, and Ben rolled his eyes, mouthing 'immature' at the eighteen year old. He began to walk in the direction of the forests exit, before he was retained by his belt loops.
"Nuh-Uuh," he lisped into Ben's ear, licking it roughly. "There's a reason I came to find you."
Ben sighed as his pants were forked down, and something big was forced inside him.
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Over the next week and a half of drama, sexual tension, sex, and pills that were illegal in most states, Ben. would learn that Kevin, has a few specific fetishes.
One being sex in his car.
Kevins hands pinched Ben's left nipple, as he rode the coal haired male in the passengers seat. Their tongues were locked together, moving in a up and down motion, synonymous to the up and down movement that Ben made with each passing moment.
Ben noted that nobody seemed to notice a rocking car in the schools parking lot on a Monday morning.
Ben broke the kiss, as he felt the larger males member tense inside of him. "Kevin, are you about to-" No sooner than the boy had gotten the words out, had the man dumped his seed inside him, overflowing just a little in his cavity. Kevin stroked Ben, causing him to cum hard on the bugger males exposed abdomen. After a few minutes, Ben hopped off of him, tightening himself and started searching for napkins.
"Kevin," Ben said eagerly. "Where are the napkins I brought?"
"I threw them out."
Another fetish of Kevin's; humiliation.
Ben made a horrible noise. "Why the fuck did you do that?" he punched him in the arm.
Kevin gave a sly grin, that couldn't have withheld good intentions. "So when I fuck you later, I can feel all the glory of your last fuck all over again."
"I'll just clean myself out during gym."
Kevin gave him a serious look. The kind of looks parents gave children when they play ball in the house and destroy something. "Last I checked, I was the one in charge." he reached for Ben's semi-erect member. "You'll do whatever I tell you to do, or they'll be trouble."
Ben didn't know why, but, he loved it when Kevin manhandled him. When he cursed and demanded of him, forced him to do dirty, horrid things, it turned him on. Deep down inside, he longed for his anger. It was the thing that drive him to loving him. And even if Kevin presumed that the look in Ben's eyes was that of fear, it was arousal.
The school bell rang, and Ben paled, putting on his pants, and just that, when Kevin withheld his boxers, telling him to make sure he didn't leak.
He removed the orange cylinder of anti-depressants from his jacket, and took two.
TBC.
I sincerely apologize for the lack of updates, and te short chapter. I'll make it up too you guys. I promise. It's just that my computer went to computer hell, and all my fanfictions with it, so I'm currently typing this in the notes portion of my iPod, and posting this at school. Bluh. I wanted to show that ben is a (potential) masochist, and that Kevin is a sadist. But be ready. Things are gonna start going downhill real soon. And yes, I know that last part was nasty. And kinky sex, and abuse is what's gonna happen in this fic, just because I need a good amount of freaky sex to levee the tsunami of angst that about to hit us.
~Love~