Disclaimer: I
don’t own them Jim does.
Hate You!
By
EMI
They’d been holed up inside
Original Cindy,
The police presence had started to dwindle off,
and the
As for the Transgenics
themselves well life was always interesting…
~*~
Alec reluctantly dragged himself out of his bed,
in order to face the dismal grey morning light, and shuffled into his equally
grey and depressingly cold bathroom, while nursing the mother of all hangovers.
“Note to self, next time Mole offers you some of his
rotgut, just say no!” Alec grimaced to himself as he glanced into the bathroom
mirror and saw his slightly haggard expression.
Twenty minutes later he emerged from his
apartment feeling slightly more transgenic and a hell of a lot less than human.
Making his way towards headquarters Alec’s
sensitive hearing picked up the sounds of raised voices and the usual cacophony
of noises that assaulted him as he neared the entrance, “Are the lovely
melodious music that is Max”, he muttered to himself, as he walked inside only
to be met by a glare from the woman herself.
~*~
Max turned to glare at Alec as he stepped
through the doorway into HQ; ‘Where the
hell has he been, he’s goddamn late.!’
“Where the hell have you’ve been”, she yelled
while stalking towards him with hands on hips, and a pissed off expression on
her face.
“Well good morning to you to Maxie,
I see you got out on the right side of the bed as usual”, was the cheerful
reply.
Unfortunately for Alec, this was perhaps the
wrong tone of voice to have taken with Max this morning; because she growled,
grabbed one of Mole’s doughnuts from his plate on the table and threw it at
Alec; who caught it with a flourish, bit into it and while he licked the jelly
from his lips, looked up from beneath his ludicrously long eyelashes, gave a
little sexy smirk and said “Jelly, my favourite. Thanks Max.”
Max’s reply was a muttered “Asshole”, as she
turned on her heel glared at every male transgenic that happened to be in the
vicinity and stomped her way up the stairs and into her office.
Alec just looked innocently around him, at the
other occupants of the room, shrugged and asked what he’d done now.
~*~
Max slammed the door behind her as she stepped
through into her office. “God-damn asshole”, she grouched to the empty room,
“Does the idiot purposely go out of his way to annoy me?”,
Max conjured up an image of the aforementioned offender, and glowered darkly at
the memory that as always, was brought to the forefront of her mind…
She’d walked
straight into his apartment, as she was usually used to doing; making a beeline
for the couch, where she could see a figure sleeping. Pulling back the
blanket’s covering Alec, Max was confronted by a sleepy eyed Asha instead. ‘what the hell!’.
“Oh hey, Max”, was
the blonde’s greeting.
Staring in shock
for a brief second Max turned around at the sound of a door being opened. Max
was further disturbed to see a half naked Alec, wearing nothing more than a
blue towel and a smile, emerging from a steam enshrouded bathroom…
“Oh God!”, Max moaned
to herself. That image had haunted her dreams for the past year or so; and
tormented her during her heat cycle’s; Only O’C locking her in their apartment,
and the thousand or so cold showers she’d taken had prevented her from jumping
on her ‘Baby’, riding to Alec’s and then riding him for all he was worth. “Urgh!...he’s so, so…urgh!”, she threw her hands up in disgust as she walked
towards her desk, and promptly flung herself into the awaiting chair. “God!... I hate him!”, Max muttered as
she slowly, repeatedly started to bang her head against the wooden desktop.
~*~
Alec stood outside Max’s office silently
debating with himself, about the merits of entering to
inform her about the housing shortage that TC was facing. Or whether it might
be more preferable to go find the pretty blonde X5, who’d spent most of last
evening quietly flirting with him; during Mole’s little unveiling of his new
batch of homebrewed rotgut.
Silently sighing to himself, whilst rubbing the
back of his neck; Alec figured he might as deal with Max, because either way he
was sure to be on the receiving end of one of Max’s oh so delicate punches.
Not bothering to knock on the door, he sauntered
straight into Max’s lair.
“What the hell do you want Alec?”, she practically growled at him, “Can’t you see I’m busy”.
Alec just rolled his eyes in response.
“Geeze Max, that’s
some friendly greeting you’ve got goin’ on; Why don’t
you just get straight to the point and say you’re ‘gonna kick my
ass’”.
Balling her hands into fists, Max smiled sweetly
at Alec, making him uneasily shuffle his feet, before saying in the most
saccharine voiced way possible “Bite Me! Now what do you want?”.
~*~
From the moment Alec had stepped into her
office, Max had been aware of him. Not that, that was an unusual occurrence in
any way; because since the minute he’d crow-barred his way into her life; she’d
been hyper aware of his presence.
It didn’t matter where she was or what she was
doing, she somehow instantly knew whenever he was in her vicinity.
However this was different.
This was primal.
This was a hair raising,
toe-curling, stomach-churning…
Awareness.
And unfortunately it signified what Max had
ruthlessly been trying to ignore for the past few days.
Sometime within the next few hours her heat
cycle, was going to hit her… hard!
Tightly balling her hands into fists; Max had to
fight to control her urge to grab him by the front of his shirt, pull him
towards her, yank his head down, lick his neck and inhale his scent.
Consciously Max was aware that they were having
a conversation; that sound was coming from both his mouth and her own.
But if anybody had actually asked her what they
were discussing, she would have been hard-pressed to remember.
Because her actual thought
process was conjuring up scenarios where those lusciously, lickable
lips of his could be put to better use.
~*~
As Alec stood staring at Max, and listening to her
usual diatribe of insults and cutting remarks, he felt his nose begin to
tickle; unconsciously twitching it in response he inhaled, and was hit by the
most, sweetest of scents… It smelled of honeysuckle and cherries, along with a
hint of cat a touch of leather and… Max!
The instant he recognised the scent his body
began to react to it. He could feel a tightening in his pants and felt his
heartbeat speed up a notch. “Max”, his voice sounded unusually deep to his
ears, “Max…you need to go back to your place… now!”,
the last part practically coming out as a cross between a growl and an order.
~*~
Max knew the moment Alec realised she was
hitting her cycle. She literally watched as his pupils dilated to black, and
his nostrils flared as her body began to emit its pheromones. Max was no fool;
she knew she had to get her ass out of that room and back to her small
apartment. However with her heat hitting her earlier than even she’d expected
it would; she just didn’t know whether that was actually going to be possible.
~*~
‘Why the fuck isn’t she moving’, Alec thought;
while in the same instant his mind showed him numerous images of exactly just
how he’d like Max to move. Internally groaning he shifted his stance slightly,
to accommodate the growing hard-on that had suddenly sprung to attention.
“Max”, he growled, as unconsciously he started to move towards where she was
still seated behind her desk. “You… really… need… to… leave”, he told her as he
practically bit off each word.
~*~
Unfortunately or fortunately depending on you
point of view, Mole chose that precise moment to barge into the room blathering
on about the uselessness of the X-series in general, and the fact that he was
running low on cigars.
In return he was greeted by two heavy lidded,
dark eyed transgenics, whose bodies were tensed to
spring; whether at him or each other he wasn’t sure. But either way he quickly
backed out of the room, before they made up their minds.
~*~
Neither Max or Alec were aware of Mole hastily
leaving the room, and loudly informing the motley collection of transgenics, transhumans and nomilies that made up HQ’s day shift, to build some
barricades and prepare for the fall out from the approaching confrontation
between Terminal City’s two illustrious leaders. Because they
were too focused on each other, and the pheromones that were permeating the
air…
~*~
“Alec”, Max breathed as sliding out of her seat,
she slinked towards him, in an unconscious emulation of his own movements. “Alec…
I don’t think I can”. Max practically purred as she spoke; at the same time
that she reached him.
Giving into the urge that she’d been fighting
since he’d walked into her office; in fact since he’d walked into her cell back
at Manticore. Max reached up on tip-toes breathed in
the unique scent that was Alec, all cat and man, and just that hint of leather…
And slowly licked along his
neck, and up to the sensitive area behind his ear; before lightly nipping at
his earlobe.
In response to her ministrations, she felt an
almost imperceptible purr rumble in his chest; as a low groan erupted from
between his lips.
At that sound an almost catlike grin, graced her
delicate features, just before she found herself trapped between his hard body
and her desk.
~*~
The moment Max reached him, All
thoughts of convincing her to leave; to go back to her apartment fled.
The instant he felt her warm breath along his
neck, his conscious mind shut down.
The second her teeth nipped at his ear, he threw
her down on her desk.
“Oh God…Max”, was all Alec managed to get out
before he attacked her lips, as his hands slipped beneath the flimsy material
of her shirt to graze against soft warm flesh; before ripping the material from
her body.
~*~
Max was in heaven; as she fervently returned
Alec’s kisses and arched her body to his touch; as his large cool hands traced
magic across her abdomen and her aching breasts. The logical part of Max knew
she shouldn’t be doing this.
More importantly she shouldn’t be doing this
with Alec. A low moan made it’s way passed her lips,
as Alec removed his tongue from her mouth, and made his way down her throat to
bite gently at the joining between her shoulder and her neck.
~*~
‘God she tastes so sweet’, was the thought that
was repeating itself in Alec’s mind, as his lips licked and nipped their way
down her throat. The moment he bit Max’s shoulder, a long low moan of pleasure
escaped her lips, at the same time as she wrapped her legs around his waist;
dragging a groan of his own from his chest.
~*~
Outside in TC’s
headquarters’, several confused looking transgenic’s
were awaiting the usual explosion of raised voices, breaking furniture and the
slamming of an office door that usually signified the daily foreplay between their
two volatile leaders.
Oh there was definitely the sound of furniture
receiving it’s last rites; and there had originally
been the sound of voices raised in argument. But something had changed; now
there was a rhythmical banging that had some of the more sensitive of hearing
blushing; as well as a few well placed moans, deep groans and an…”Oh
my God… Alec”,
that was screamed at the top off a pair of transgenically
designed lungs; followed quickly by a “Max!”, and then all was quiet.
The silence remained until it was broken by
Mole, “Well its about damn time”, he growled as he chomped down on his cigar;
while like all the other male occupants of the room trying to discreetly keep
his lower body hidden, behind some strategically placed furniture.
~*~
Several hours later Max gently ran her fingers
through Alec’s tousled hair; as he quietly slumbered against her breast. ‘So that was Alec huh!’,
she mused to herself. But as soon as this thought ran through her head, it was
followed by all the other thoughts that usually accompanied her musings about
Alec.
And again as usual these musings were
conflicted.
“I still hate you, y’know”,
she sighed. “I still hate the way you annoy me, and the way you know when
something’s bugging me, even though no one else does”, Max murmured to herself as she gently kissed his sweat dampened brow. “And I
really hate the way, you make me smile, even though I
know you’ve done something that has seriously pissed me off”.
She felt Alec shift slightly, and glancing down
she found herself staring into a pair of twinkling green eyes, that were
watching her in a way that only he ever did.
~*~
Alec was really, really comfortable where he
was. He was warm and content, and listening to the steady heartbeat that was beneath
his ear. “I still hate you y’know”, he heard Max
whisper. And he felt a part of his heart freeze at those five little words, and
his body suddenly became numb with pain. ‘Of course she hates you; what you
actually thought making love to her, even if it was during her heat, would make
her change he opinion of you’, he thought to himself.
After a long while it started to register in his
numb mind that Max was still talking to herself; and that she was stroking her
hands through his hair, and down along his spine. But it wasn’t until he felt
the gentle brush of her lips against his brow; that the numbness started to
fade from his body, and his heart un-froze; that he tuned back into what she
was saying “-hate the way you make me smile, even though I know you’ve done
something that has seriously pissed me off”.
Max’s speech was gentle and quiet; a tone of
voice that she’d only ever used with him on one other occasion; when she’d told
him about Ben. Shifting slightly he raised his head and was met by Max’s
soulful brown eyes looking back at him, watching him with the same expression
in the them that had usually only been reserved for Logan; and had only ever
been sent in his direction once.
“So,” he started, “You…er
hate me then Max?”, he asked hesitantly. Max smiled at
him, and said “Yeah Alec, I really, really hate you”. Leaning down Alec brushed
his lips against her’s, smiled softly and said, “I
really hate you too Maxie”.
“You do?”, Max asked
him with an almost inaudible catch in her voice. “Yeah Maxie,
I really, really do”, he told her as her kissed her ear. “I’ve always hated
you”, he whispered.
~*~
Max shivered slightly at his words; placing her
hand on his cheek and smiling softly to herself, as he unconsciously leaned
into her touch, she murmured “Good, cause’ I’m planning on hating you with
every fibre of my body, for a very long time.”
Alec chuckled into her neck, where he was
delicately nibbling at her skin, “Okay, well I think you need to show me again,
just exactly how much you hate me”.
“Idiot”, Max giggled as she slapped his
shoulder, “I’m so gonna-“, but Alec cut off any
further words from Max with a well placed kiss, that left both transgenics breathless… but only for a moment.
~*~
As the two leaders of TC, got down to the
business of hating each other, the residents of Terminal City, got down to the
business of living through another day in a broken world; while making sure
that the new shift change of transgenic’s in HQ had
an unlimited supply of earplugs.