Pleasure and pain.

Six was confused. Was his brother curious of Sam too? He sure hoped so…

He quickly turned his attention to the door which was closed behind the other Xeno and then turned back to Sam who was bunched up into herself. He gave an alien like chuckle and moved to her. He reached her and nudged her shoulder, asking her if she was alright.

She turned her head to look at him, just about peering over her shoulder and smiled at him.

He pulled his lips back and gave her what he would have thought was a smile, but was duly mistaken when he heard her giggle at him. Little witch was making fun of him. He hissed playfully, this time making the hiss softer and moved over her to kiss her cheek with his large lips.

He pushed on the front of her shoulder to gently coax her onto her back, which he was happy she did for him and he was instantly on her. His inner maw was out and nibbling on her chin and neck, her gasps and moans egging him on to please her further. He went lower; nibbling on her collar bone through her collared shirt, moving lower again, his teeth latched onto a fleshy compound, along with some cloth which he noted wasn't too pleasant, but he noted to do it again as she arched her back up from the rags and into him more.

He had to be rather careful with his teeth; he pulled away sharply and moved his head to the side as he felt his organ unsheathe itself.

Sam noticed the fleshy organ and bit her lip as she watched his head, not looking down to scare herself. She figured that the best way to get over her fear, would have been to touch and explore it, but she wasn't exactly feeling bold enough for that, plus she had next to no experience with that sort of thing either.

"Um, Six…?" She asked timidly. She watched as Six moved his head to look at her, acknowledging her voice and tilted his head to show that he was listening. "Um, I just.. You know I…" She paused and looked to the side for a moment. She'd said it in the heat of the moment earlier, so why was it harder then? She looked up at him and placed her hands on either side of his head before pulling him down gently. She placed a hand back a bit, down his spine to press down showing that she wanted him to lie on her, which he did. She kissed his head and moved her forehead to his. "I love you." She told him gently.

Six hissed back at her, knowing what she was saying and nuzzled her to let her know that he felt the same way. He kissed her with his mouth gently and started as he felt something from her mouth lick at his jaws, her tongue? It was smooth and silky, rather nice actually. He let his inner maw exit his jaws and kept it very still and closed, letting her lick around it. It wasn't something his kind would have done with their tongues, but he found that it was rather arousing.

He couldn't help but retract his maw and rest his forehead against hers as he rocked his body against her gently, his erection rubbing against the fabric of her trousers and the wetness that seemed to seep through the fabric rubbed and warmed his erection deliciously. He felt his erection engorge from the stimulation and stiffened instantly, not lasting very long since he was rather desperate at that moment. He listened to his seed spill and splat upon her clothes and her chin as she tilted her head back, and he, in the midst of his orgasm, had latched onto the juncture between the shoulder and neck, breaking skin and making it bleed, but not to the point of killing her. He pulled his mouth away gently, only then realizing that he'd bitten her with his larger set of jaws and looked to her to see if she was alright. She was panting and dirty, covered in his seed. He'd have to take her to a bath tomorrow that was for sure.

Sam winced as she looked down at herself, the bite causing more trouble than it was worth. She lifted a hand to feel the red stained flesh, slick and obviously bruised from Six's actions. She looked up at him with an expression which said "Ow", and tapped his arm lightly with a small shake of her head, which she regretted instantly as a sharp pain emitted from the wound.

Six looked at her with his head tilted and bowed, showing submission and that he was sorry to have caused her pain. He was about to move off of her when he felt her grip his arms tightly to keep him there, and he gladly accepted the invitation to just lie down on her body and nuzzled the side of her head gently. He was indeed very sorry for biting her, but he'd completely lost control during the act of intimacy the two shared. He also felt sorry for spilling his seed all over her only pair of clothes; he hadn't meant to do that. His plan was to get to the point of climax and then roll off of her, but it was so sudden that he'd just done what he could.

Six looked at her smiling face and pulled his lips back into a smile also, which he found her laughing at once again, and that led him to nip at her chin at her show of playfulness.

Sam managed to pry the alien away from her chin and then looked to her right, realizing that she was hungry. She pushed at his chest gently, to which he backed off at, and then she moved to her box of essentials. She looked to Six who was tilting his head at her in a curious fashion, his tail was swishing behind him, which indicated to her that he wanted to play some more.

She giggled at him and placed a hand out to him to which he moved into and rubbed against the appendage gently.

He moved into her side and sat next to her, watching what she was doing.

She pulled out many things before finally finding the one thing that she really needed at that moment; her tin opener. She put all the other stuff into the box and grabbed a tin of beans which she'd stacked up in the corner of her "bed" and proceeded to open it, she then pulled the lid back and grabbed the small camping gas fire and lit it with the help of a match before placing the tin onto the brackets which were used to hold it in place.

She looked down at herself again, realizing that she should probably get out of her tattered shirt since that was where most of the semen had gone. She proceeded with that task and pulled it up over her head before just sitting in her bra and trousers, she'd take them off when she asked him to take her for a shower since she really needed one.

She looked to Six who was watching her curiously from a few feet away. She blinked at him in confusion.

"Why're you over there?" She asked with confusion evident in her voice.

He looked to the gas fire and then back to her, his tail swished and he hissed at her in response.

Sam nodded in understanding.

"Yo9u know, it only hurts if you stick your hand in it." She said with amusement. She chuckled and moved back to the tin and watched the contents for any signs of bubbling, which would indicate it being done.

She grabbed her discarded top and looked over to the beans tin, realizing that she'd need it to lift it from the fire. She then grabbed a spoon and waited a few more seconds, and when the bubbling began, she turned the fire off and pulled the tin up and out of the brackets. She tested the heat of the contents with her finger and pulled back immediately at the heat, she was glad to be able to eat them warm for a change though.

She looked to Six and quickly put her spoon into the tin and held it in her cloth covered hand, she then proceeded to move the gas fire away from herself and moved up against the wall. She nodded to Six to join her and was delighted that he actually was.

She ate a spoon full and closed her eyes in satisfaction for having proper food for once and then looked up at Six. He hadn't tried beans before, maybe she should rack up a cold tin for him? Yeah. With that decided she put the beans down, still wrapped in the cloth and grabbed another tin. She opened the tin and then handed it to Six.

He stared at it. What was it? He looked at her in question.

"They're baked beans, they're nice." She answered simply. "I figured you could just stick your tongue in there and eat?" She answered truthfully with a small blush.

He chuckled at her actions and did as told. They weren't meat, or those peaches from before, but they were good. He noted that he would have to get more of them soon enough if both were going to live off of such things, but he'd worry about that later.

Worry? That word had him thinking. What about those humans? They were there to wipe out the population of Xeno's that resided on the planet. He looked to Sam who was certainly digging in to her meal before looking back to the beans and swallowed what he had in his mouth. He was worried she'd want to go back, and that she probably wouldn't be able to take him with her either, not unless they wanted him to be tested on. He had many memories that were not his own, generations of them, those memories were what helped them to survive as a whole. Some were tested on for some sort of bio weapon, and others for ways to kill them. Vacuuming was one that the humans seemed to find very amusing on their part.

In all of his thoughts he hadn't realized that he'd clutched the tin so hard that juice began to seep out from the sides where his claws had pierced the tin. Of course Sam just had to notice it.

"Are you alright?" She asked in concern.

He noticed that her beans tin was empty and it was sat up in the corner next to the gas cooker. He hissed at her and placed his own tin down next to him while putting the lid down to cover them up as he'd seen her do before. He then lied down on his side and nuzzled her rump and thigh with his head.

She placed a hand on his head and moved to lie down next to him. She gently stroked his smooth oblong head and kissed him softly.

"Hey, I don't understand what's going on, but I can assure you that I'm not going anywhere. I promise you that Six." She said with a gentle smile.

He moved into her more, his arms wrapping around her lithe body and pulling her flush against him, his head rested above hers in a slight arc and he stayed there for a long while.

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He heard Sam's breathing even out and used his stealthy ways to pull himself away from her. He rested his lips against her cheek and covered her in the blanket she had before moving out of his nest quickly.

He had to see those humans for himself, see what they had and if they were going to shoot on sight and such. Humans were so idiotic in their form of attack, when they can't see something then they start to shoot blindly, which usually ends in their own demise. He shook his head at the thought and made quick work of the first few vents.

He crossed a few of his brothers who hissed at him in disapproval, but moved on none the less. He was rather sad that he was banished from the Hive, but he was also glad because it meant that he wouldn't have to mess about with killing those humans and making a mess of things with his human girl. Although it did put the two in danger, the Queen may have made it clear that no one was to touch Six or his appointed human, but that rule was just a small thing in the eyes of some of the aliens. Some felt it was a crime beyond all and would kill upon sight, so he stayed near the younglings who wouldn't even think of trying to kill him off.

With all of his thinking, he hadn't realized that he'd come across a rusted old grate until he'd actually head butted it. He rubbed at his cranium and looked outside to check for anyone suspicious, including the humans. He saw none and was about to jump out into the open, when his tail was grabbed, to which he squealed and created a massive dent in the upper part of the vent. He looked back with a menacing hiss at the idiot to sneak up on him, only to see Two sitting right there.

Two pointed to the grate.

Six stopped dead in his tracks at the sight, maybe thirty humans walked through with heavy arms and something that looked like a giant robot was following suit.

It had the body of a human, large bulk on its arms which were made to look like muscle, they looked heavy and like they could pack quite a wallop, the hands were large and looked like they could hold up to three Xeno's at a time to crush their bodies to tiny morsels, it's chest plates were covered in a bronze looking metal which looked as if it could retract and open, probably hiding supplies or heavy guns inside, two rods stuck up out of the back which looked like guns and its legs were of such bulk that it was having a hard time moving fast as if the lagging couldn't tell you that. It also had a large dome like head, black in colour to hide the obvious occupant(s) inside.

He certainly wouldn't like going up against that thing that was for certain. Not on his own anyway.

He looked back at Two thankfully to which he got a nod.

Two told him all about the new army and artillery that had the Queen rather on edge lately, and then proceeded to tell him that they were looking for any survivors. He stated that maybe it would be best for Six to give Sam up to the humans and allow her to go home in peace, that way she could have a normal life and not have to hide from everyone all of the time.

Six looked down at the vent in thought, of course he wanted what was best for her, but he also wanted to keep her to himself. He noted that she wasn't of his species and that she would probably benefit from being with her own kind, they'd always had a communication issue, so it would only make sense to send her back wouldn't it? He shook his head, no. He got banished from the Hive for her, no doubt the Queen would issue his immediate arrest and death if she were to find out that he left her for something he believed to love and then gave it away freely.

He hissed at Two that he didn't want to, and if it went down to it, then he'd fight to protect and keep her with his life.

Two argued with his statement. How was he supposed to protect and provide for her if there was a food shortage soon after, the food was slowly disappearing as it was. He'd noticed the tins and such were almost all gone, not to mention the water and such, she'd die anyway. He would have thought that giving her up would be the kinder option for the alien and Six himself.

Six whimpered at the thought of her dying when he tried his best to keep her alive and hissed that Two was right and that he was being selfish. He looked at Two and nodded his head, knowing what he had to do.

Two placed a hand on his back and hissed that it was good that he was coming around, he'd also pointed out that the humans would be there for a long while, and that he would get to spend some more time with her so not to look so glum.

Six nodded and looked out the vent one more time, and noticed a red light on the floor, blazing from the robot's collar bone and inching towards he and Two. He hissed that they had to move and quickly did so, out of reach of the robots prying gaze.

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Sam shifted in her state of light sleep before opening her eyes a sliver and looking about herself in question. Where was Six? He was there when she fell asleep, surely. Did she dream it? She looked to the tin of beans in her corner and then behind her at the other tin and concluded that no, it was not a dream. Oh well, probably out to sort something or other.

She sat up and stretched her aching limbs before looking around again. She found her eyes resting on the room of secreted resin, which she deemed to be rather gross but helpful in its own right since it was keeping the warmth locked in but it was sticky and slimy.

She placed her hand on some resin and watched as a line of goop followed her hand in a silver trail. She grimaced but grinned at it, knowing that Six had made it. She was glad she did that, because she just remembered that she needed to shower. She stood up and wiped her hand over her trouser legs and grabbed her top. She wouldn't put it on, that would be gross she decided.

Instead, she grabbed her duffel bag and was about to put it inside, but thought against it and wrapped its long sleeved about her waist instead. She then moved to put some cleaning essentials into the duffel bag; soap and a flannel. She was the survivor of a massacre so there wasn't much chance of her finding many essentials around the place.

She looked to the door and sighed to herself. She really wished that she could tell Six where she was going, she knew how worried he got when she went out alone, but she figured that there was no rest for the wicked and moved out of the den and closed the door behind her.

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She moved through the vents quickly, her legs moving at speeds she'd once forgot with living on her own and with no aid to help her on her way. She heard the signature clack of claws and a tail hitting the vents surface and moved in another direction, a trait she'd picked up long ago when on her own. Many of her survival techniques were from being on her own, she realized that with Six's help she'd become lazy in her own right.

She made a note to make sure that she went out on her own more often than with Six in order to keep herself fast and knowledgeable of the vents. She could barely remember which ones led to the exits and which led to dead ends, she just gave a mental shrug and continued on her way through the vents in order to get to her destination.

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If she could remember correctly, there was one more set of vents after the ones she was running through and then she'd have to drop down into the washroom as stealthily as she could.

She somehow survived her journey across the barren wasteland, noting the lack of presence at that moment in time and thanked the Gods for her good fortune. Her agility and stealth was out of whack mind, she found herself leaping and falling to her knees at some points from her legs buckling underneath her. She'd become too reliant on Six for protection.

She looked at a rusted grate below her and pushed it through, caught it and placed it back up in the vent to keep it out of the way as she jumped down.

She jumped and instantly grunted at the pain it caused her knees as she bent them on impact. She would have cried out if she weren't in so much danger. She just sat there on the floor for a few seconds before getting up and checking her surroundings, keeping an eye out for any signs of movement or other.

When she deemed it okay, she walked to a locker which was ajar and opened it to see some bars of soap which she didn't need. She rolled her eyes and closed it while placing her duffel bag on the floor by the open showers wall to keep it out of reach of the water. She fished through the bag and grabbed her soap and flannel before moving into the open showers and stripping herself quickly, revealing her skinnier than normal body.

She put her hand in front of the black sensor on the wall and watched as water rushed through, warm and inviting on her skin. She rinsed and washed her soiled shirt first, making sure to scrub deep to get the awful stench off and then moved to her trousers which she only gave a quick once over. She then moved to the wooden bench and draped them out flat over the surface to allow them to dry before she went back to the shower to cleanse herself of grime.

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The young corporal was never one to take his orders seriously, the bug hunt was something that was to be taken seriously of course, but he guessed that nothing of any sort was going to just jump out at him when he had his whole team around him. He'd hoped that anyway.

He highly doubted that anyone was still alive either, there wasn't really any tell tale sign of survivors, and if there were, you'd think that they'd have gone out to have the soldiers protection from the second they'd even heard of their appearance.

He was currently scouting with his comrade Simon who had some sort of experience in such a thing as these "bugs". He knew that they weren't just any sort of bug, they were mean fuckers who liked to use their surroundings to their advantage and he knew that with the current state of the complex that that wouldn't be much of a problem for them. Every hallway was a dark mass ready to swallow them whole, their infrared and heat signature trackers made life harder as every time they beeped, their hearts would pound indicating their fear to the world.

He looked to his right where rushing water caught his ear. He clicked his fingers and pointed in the direction to which Simon nodded and the two set off on different routes. Simon went through the lockers to come up around and hopefully behind the suspected bug and the other walked down the wall while keeping his gun held up in a firing position.

He made small steps and kept his stealth training at the forefront of his mind in order to keep himself trained on the task at hand. He was against a side locker when he looked around to see the showers and what was in them. He of course, was shocked to see a young girl standing there and washing herself thoroughly.

He shook his head in disbelief and looked down the front of the lockers to see his partner signal with his gun to go and see if she was alright. He nodded and moved out of hiding, his gun in his hand still but pointed down and away from her, deeming her no threat.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asked which earned him a squeal in surprise and a bar of soap thrown in his direction. He was caught in the eye and winced while groaning in pain.

Simon came out from hiding and pointed his gun at her.

"Get on your knees, now!" He ordered quickly and was glad to see that she obeyed. He kept his gun on her at all times while asking: "Are you alright Chris?"

Chris nodded and waved it off.

"Yeah, put your gun down you idiot, she's unarmed." He said with a shake of his head while trying to work out the sting in his eye.

Simon obeyed and put the gun down.

"S-sorry… You scared me…" She answered truthfully.

Chris chuckled and Simon frowned at her.

"No shit." Simon said as he examined her famished state. "Have you survived this whole time?"

She nodded and watched Chris with an apologetic look.

Chris managed to work the sting out and looked to her, his eye still red.

"You got a name?" He asked gently while approaching her slowly.

She flinched away slightly and looked about herself, wondering where Six was at a time like this.

"Sam…" She answered simply.

Simon nodded and looked around quickly, scanning the area for signs of movement.

"How'd you survive?" He asked while still surveying the room.

She looked at Chris and gulped.

"I survived for the longest on my own, but then I had a bit of help." She admitted.

Chris knelt a few feet in front of her and nodded in understanding. He then shrugged and asked: "Who helped you?"

She gulped again. "One of the Xenomorphs, he helped me…" She said with a smile and looked to the side. "He's been helping me for a while now. We're kinda friends." She said gently. She looked up at him. "You might think I'm crazy but I-" She was cut off by Simon.

"Uh, Chris, we got movement." Simon said with a slight waver to his voice as he moved back and into where Chris was.

Chris stood.

"What's the position?" He asked and then added: "How many?"

Simon licked his dry lips. "One, heading this way… 30 feet… 25… Man this thing is fast… 10 feet."

Chris frowned at him.

"You've gotta be reading it wrong, that's inside the room." He said while approaching his comrade in arms.

Sam looked around and quickly got up, she had no idea if it was Six and what the outcome would be if it was him. She was just hoping that the two would understand if it was him, she'd didn't want to see him get shot dead on sight.

She looked to the vent and spotted the head, noticing the small brash scrape across it.

"Wait…" She spoke quietly, knowing he'd hear her. She got a hiss in response.

Simon lifted his gun and turned to Sam, he saw the drool and was about to shoot when Chris stopped him and shook his head. He coaxed him to put it down so that it faced the floor and watched, keeping a close eye on the two in front of them.

She looked back over her shoulder at the two soldiers and shrugged.

"He's my protector, he won't hurt you honest." She said with a pleading look, her back still to them.

Chris nodded in understanding and nudged Simon to stay quiet when he muttered something.

Sam nodded and smiled, she turned back to Six.

"You can come down now." She said gently and watched as he slowly crept down the wall and kept a watchful eye on the two that were armed.

Chris was stunned beyond belief, never had he seen a Xenomorph before and when he finally did, he understood why most would kill on sight. The thing was beastly.

Simon lifted the gun again and kept it trained on the Xenomorph.

"Fuck this, he's fucking huge." He kept his gun trained on Six.

Six hissed at the man and moved to go backwards and into the vent once more, but Sam grabbed a hold of his arm and pulled him out the rest of the way.

"You're not seriously scared of a bunch of humans are you?" She asked with a playful smirk.

Six hissed at her and moved down to the floor in a crouch before standing to his full height and looking down at them both. He opened his mouth and let his tongue emerge; he snapped his jaws at the two and then had it re enter his mouth before sitting back on his haunches.

Chris coughed at the sight and looked to Sam who nodded.

"This is my savior, Six." She concluded with a tilt of her head and a small smile.

Chris looked to Simon.

"Put your gun down." He ordered the other.

"No fucking way, if that thing wants to kill us Chris it'll have no job in doing it. I'd rather have some sort of defense." Simon concluded to the other gruffly.

Chris sighed and shook his head at him before looking back at Sam and the Xenomorph she called; Six.

"Well, anyway. My names Chris, this is Simon." He said while pointing at both of them at the respected time. "I'm sorry about him; he's had a run in with Xeno's before so he's a bit edgy." He said while tapping the man's bald head patronizingly.

Sam giggled and nodded her head in greeting. She looked to Six who was watching the two with much regard.

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Sorry to leave it there guys, but I'm currently running on empty.

I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it, may consider revising it. Oh well.

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