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A Max/Alec fic.

Chapter Seven

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Disclaimer: I still don't own dark angel ... sigh.

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A/N: Thanks for the reviews so far guys!

Okay, this chapter picks up right after the last one, so without further ado, with the exception of reminding everyone that I live for feedback, here's the next chapter!

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"What's up with you?" Alec wondered, looking over at Max. She'd been tense ever since they'd gotten back from that Logan guy's place, and now she could barely look at him.

"Huh? What ... nothing."

Alec raised his eyebrows, still looking at her.

"It's nothing, just watch the show alright?" she said.

"Come on, Maxie, tell me," he purred.

She blinked a few times, trying to stay focused on the tv.

"Oh ... I get it," Alec said. "Never mind."

"What?"

Alec smiled. "I just didn't think you were the shy type," he explained.

"What? Me, shy?"

Alec grinned.

Max rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I'm not shy," she insisted.

"Oh please, you practically turned a whole new shade of red when I took my towel off," he teased her.

"Well, a little modesty wouldn't kill you."

"What do I have to be "modest" about?" he wondered.

Max pursed her lips, trying not to think about his ... attributes.

He leaned dangerously close to her, whispering in her ear, "Come on, Maxie, a little fun never hurt anyone."

He had barely gotten the last word out when she lunged forward, turning to straddle his hips and catching his soft lips with her own.

She nibbled on his lower lip, and he slid his tonuge into her mouth with ease, tasting every crevace.

Max tucked her elbows into the cushions of the couch, wrapping her hands into his short hair, enjoying the light prickle against her skin as his arms wrapped securely around her middle.

She could feel him growing hard against her, and moaned softly into his mouth, begging him for more with a hitch in her voice.

Taking a firm hold on her, he stood from the couch, leading them into the bedroom when they heard a cough from behind them.

Alec froze, having not realized anyone had entered her apartment, and felt Max stiffen in his arms.

"Logan?"

Alec lowered Max to the ground, turning to see that Logan was indeed standing in their doorway.

"You don't knock?" he wondered, slightly put off.

Max found herself at a loss for words. Yes, she had told Logan that she had started something with Alec that she wanted to pursue, and that certainly put a damper on their relationship, but Logan walking in as she and Alec were about to ... that just sucked.

"Um ... was there something you needed?" she wondered, feeling her skin begin to heat up under the pressure of his stare.

Logan shook his head, as though he hadn't believed the sight before him. "I just ... wanted to talk to you. But I guess it can wait."

He turned to leave, and with one last hard look at Max, he walked out the door.

"Well ... that was fun," Alec said.

"Yeah."

Alec looked down at her. While he knew that she had been entirely willing, he also knew that something was holding her back. And with Logan walking in on them like that, he highly doubted she would be in the mood again, so he settled for wrapping his arms around her from behind, leaning his head on her shoulder.

"You okay?"

Max nodded, suddenly wanting to just lie down and not think about anything.

"Yeah, I'm just tired. I think I'm gonna head to bed."

Alec nodded. "I'm gonna stay up a bit longer, watch some television. Let me know if you need me?"

Max smiled and nodded, and he leaned down, kissing her quickly before heading back to the couch.

Max sighed quietly and went into her bedroom, closing the door almost all the way and lying down.

Alec looked at her door for a few minutes, then returned his attention to the blinking, changing colors of whatever show it was that he was supposed to be watching on the TV.

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Logan drove back to his place, annoyed. Mostly at himself, for not having expected a scene like that, and at this new person in Max's life that was causing this rift between them. He and Max were supposed to be together, it had taken them a year to figure that out, and now ...

Logan looked down at his leggings, annoyed at that as well.

Stupid legs ... sure, she said it was never about him being able to walk, but who was he kidding? She wanted a real man, someone like her ... another X-5, and he could never be like that.

Didn't mean he had to like it. Or go quietly.

No, you know what, screw this. I stuck by her through everything, her seizures, her cycles, everything that happened with her brothers and sisters, no way is some genetically empowered punk going to ruin what me and Max have. Not if I have anything to say about it.

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Alec flicked off the television, his mind now thoroughly numb. Cin - Original Cindy, he had to remind himself, had come back about an hour ago, and shaking her head at Alec alone on the couch, had said a quick hello and went into her room.

The apartment was quiet, save for the occasional snore coming from OC's room.

He sighed, setting the remote on the table beside him. He had never just sat down and watched TV until he got bored. Manticore would have never allowed it.

It was weird, not being there, not having an order, or an assignment. He wondered if they were looking for him. No way I can go back now, even if I wanted to. Re-indoctrination ... or worse. Besides ... here's where I want to be.

Alec rubbed a hand over his tired eyes, and stood, moving slowly to Max's room. He could just sleep on the couch, already he could tell it would be more comfortable than the beds at Manticore, but he wanted Max beside him, wrapped up in his arms.

When he became such a sap, he couldn't remember.

He opened her door slowly, and saw her turn, knowing she was awake, so he moved to the bed and slipped under the covers, pulling her into his embrace.

She didn't fight him, didn't protest in any way, and Alec found himself smiling as she turned her head towards him, laying herself across his chest.

Something told him she'd never done this with Logan. She'd said they'd never really been like that, but the amount of tension in the room earlier, there had to have been something sexual between them.

What he was feeling for Max, though, wasn't just sexual, and that was definitely new to him.

He breathed in deeply, catching the scent of her hair, and said, "You smell good."

Max chuckled against his chest, and he brought his hand up to her hair, stroking it softly.

Sex can wait. This ... right here, this is pretty cool, too.

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Okay, end of chapter seven.

What did you think of this one? I'm thinking of adding in a Manticore/Renfro scene next chapter, what do you think?

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