Eternity: Circle of love By Nara

Day Four Adventure in Alvacore

Evan awoke before Malcolm again the next day. Now this is nice, Evan thought. He was spooning Malcolm. He could feel all his muscles, and every curve of Malcolm's body. Perfect fit he mused to himself. He stroked his braids absentmindedly, pulling him closer.

“Mmmmnn.” Malcolm said sleepily, rolling over onto Evan. “Should we shower, then? “

Malcolm stiffened as he felt Evan poking into him.

“I guess you want the shower first?” Malcolm snickered Why doesn't he move his backside? Evan thought. And was Malcolm even human? How could cany guy his age not have a sex drive?. He did have a lot of porn, so he liked sex. Just not with me, Evan thought.

“Are you going to move?” Evan asked

“Nah” M said. “Besides you seem to be enjoying this very much. Figured I'd give you a cheap thrill.” Enough was enough. Evan pulled a way from Malcolm and stomped over to the bathroom

“How much time do you need? One minute two at the most.” Malcolm called after him. Evan turned around glaring at him.

“What are you trying to say? I can last a lot longer than two minutes!” Evan yelled at him. Was his lack of lovemaking skills that obvious? Dante had said he was terrible in bed. Maybe Malcolm could tell, and that was the real reason he wouldn't sleep with him.

“Fine I'll be in five minutes then.” Malcolm said sticking tongue out at him.

“You know it's a good thing we didn't have sex M. Because you could never keep up with me!” Evan boasted. “I'm out of your league, man.”

“Yeah I don't normally play the minors.” Malcolm said.

“Ack.” Evan coughed and slammed the door shut. Why that little? He heard M laughing outside. Evan smiled that was the first time he'd heard him laugh. Evan opened the door and peaked out at him.

“Wow quicker than I thought.” Malcolm quipped falling over laughing. He was going to get it. Evan glared at Malcolm wickedly. He tried to dodge him but Evan flew across the room blocking the door. Malcolm spun around and headed for the bath rooms, jbut Evan got there before he could close the door.

“What are you doing?” He shouted as Evan grabbed him “I thought you said you weren't going to attack me.” Evan had easily pinned his arms behind his back. Malcolm was more annoyed than frightened. He felt his pulse racing as Evan ran his fingers along his face, then down the center of his chest. Evan had finally lost control then? Malcolm stopped struggling....

“Stop.” Malcolm squealed. “You sick, twisted bastard. Stop!” He was being tickled. He had been expecting something else. Malcolm tried to twist away as he laughed uncontrollable. He hated being tickled, Evan was pure evil. He was worse than a child.

“I am not a lousy lover, take it back.” Evan insisted. Malcolm had really touched a nerve.

“Okay.” Malcolm conceded. “You win. I'm sorry, insecure much? Besides I never said you were lousy did I?”

Evan had stopped tickling him, but was still on top of him. Evan stood up looking sheepish. Malcolm leaned against the wall to recover.

“That was so immature, Evan. ” He said. Evan gulped, as Malcolm started stripping off his pajamas, he reached up and turned on a shower head. Evan stared at him, as the water cascaded over his perfect body. Malcolm stared back at him boldly.

“Enjoying the view?” He asked

“I better go.” Evan said backing out.

“You can watch me, if you like.” Malcolm said. “I don't care.”

“That's okay really.” Evan said forcing himself to leave. He was being teased again. But Malcolm was finally relaxing around him. Still he had to go slowly. If only he had more time. If only Dante had thrown him out years ago.

Moments ago Malcolm had looked so stunning, he wanted him more than anything in the world. Not only his body, though he wanted that especially. This feeling was overwhelming, he'd never felt anything like it before. Malcolm came out of the shower mutely.

“Evan about before.” He began. “I didn't mean what I said, I was only kidding.”

“It's okay you've been living alone for so long, you just don't know how to behave around people.” Evan said

“You're not people.” Malcolm responded. Evan caressed his face. Malcolm held his breathe, the dream he had coming back to him vividly. Evan's touch was always so gentle. He never looked at him with anything but kindness.

“Do you always have to have to have the last word.” Evan asked

“”I've never been able to just say what I want, so-” Malcolm began

“So I get the brunt of it then?” Evan asked. Was he picking on Evan too much? He couldn't help himself.

“It's okay, you can say what you want to me.” Evan smiled.

“Can I do anything I want to you Evan?” Malcolm asked, not quite believing the words that just came out of his mouth.

“Sure, what ever you want M, especially if it's something kinky.” Evan winked. “I'm yours until the end of the world.” He said walking into the showers.

“That's in a couple days.” Malcolm shouted after him.

“In that case you'd better hurry. Oh, I got a surprise for you.” Evan said mysteriously before closing the door.

“Do you really think I'll be allowed in there?” Malcolm asked as he stood behind Evan, poised to bolt. They were standing outside the city entrance to the luxury city of Alvacor. Alvacor was very exclusive and catered tonly to uppers. Legendary Alvacor, lowers only dreamed of getting within it's gates. Impatiently he grabbed Malcolm's arm and dragged him through the gates. The guard looked at them and then went back to his V-screen. There was nothing else around the city, but grey cement. Alvocore itself was enclosed in a silver dome. From a distance it looked like a precious jewel as reflected the sun and sky

“Oh wow!” Malcolm gasped. Three hours later it seemed Malcolm's vocabulary on existed of those two words as he darted around statues and peered into shop windows. Evan smiled to himself, that outfit he picked up suite Malcolm well. It was a simple school uniform consisted of a high collared one piece and a jacket. But it was in a perfect shade of purple. It complemented his dark skin and seemed to make his eyes sparkle even more. It certainly fit him in all the right places.

Of course Evan had to buy new clothes too. Malcolm had helped him buy the most scandalous outfit in the whole city. It was made out of a skin tight shiny black material. The shirt had a buckled collar; it stopped just below his chest, revealing his stomach. The back of his shirt was composed of crisscrossing straps. The pants were no better they hung so low on his hips he swore they would fall down. They had to stay off of the main routes, because the Regents were swooning over them. They'd been propositioned about twenty times in less than an hour.

“You shouldn't let him run ahead of you like that.” A man leaned into him and said “He'll get spoiled.” And he walked off trailed by two lovely red-haired boys, their heads down one looked up him, then quickly turned his head to the floor again. They think he's my servant, if they only knew I was washing dishes yesterday, Evan thought . He had tried to any ways.

Malcolm had his face pressed against a store window which held tiny gourmet cakes. I'll have to get him a cake, he won't ask me for it, Evan thought. Even if I do it buy the probably won't take it. The only reason he was wearing that outfit now was because Evan had lied and said that street clothes weren't permitted in Alvacor. Why did he have to be so difficult? Evan had unlimited credit through the Regency. Evan paused a man had grabbed M. What the hell did he think he was doing?

Malcolm recoiled in fear from the man towering over him. He smiled down at him sinisterly, his black eyes boring into him, the light gleaming of his bald head almost evilly.

“I told you I'd find you, Malcolm..” Overseer Wilson snarled at him “Do you know how many boys would love to be in your position. I chose you to come with me on the ark”

Malcolm turned away

“I don't w-wanna g-g-go” Malcolm cried. “Let me go!” Wilson tightened his grip instead. He pulled down the zipper on his purple jumpsuit. The boy was still as lovely as ever. The overseer had waited so long to have Malcolm again; he would take him here and now. Malcolm pulled away as hard as he could. The overseer grinned as his cybernetic arm gripped him even tighter. Malcolm was still defiant. He would bend this boy to his will, even if it was the last thing he did. The overseer gulped a few inches away from his throat was a laser lance. The heat from it was starting to burn his skin.

“Let him go if you wish to live.” Wilson stepped back and looked into the face of pretty blonde upper. A boy really, he could take him down easily. If only they weren't in Alvacor, it was a carefully monitored city. They wouldn't notice a lower being raped, but if he laid a hand on an upper he was a dead man. Malcolm had found himself a sugar daddy it appeared.

“My lord he is an escapee from a work camp. He's government property. ” Wilson began, keeping his eyes respectfully down, wishing more that anything to reach forward and snap his neck.

“He's with me.” Evan put a possessive arm around Malcolm. “Besides the world ends soon and the work camps are closed.”

“But my lord.” Wilson persisted.

“Would you like to die now or in three days?” Evan asked him staring straight into eyes. “If I see you again I will kill you.” And he meant it.

“M which one of these cakes would you like?” Evan caught the overseer scurrying a way. Malcolm stiffened, Evan still had his arm around him, and his hand had managed to work its way down to his back side. He yanked his arm away guiltily.

“S-sorry”. Evan said. “About before, I was just saying-” Malcolm threw his arms around Evan.

“T-t-t-thank you!” Evan smiled and hugged him back. He never wanted to let him go. He found his hands tangled in his hair. Touching him was the most wonderful thing in the world. His suit was still unzipped he could feel the heat from Malcolm's bare skin. Evan stepped back quickly.

“Let's keep looking around.” Evan said, he zipped up Malcolm's suit, before turning away from him.

“Keep up will you.” Evan called over his shoulder to Malcolm who has slowed down lost in his cake. Evan felt exhilarated he had never stood up to anyone in his life. And he has saved Malcolm from suffering the last days he had left.

“I have just a little left.” Malcolm said brightly. Evan reached to take the cake from him but Malcolm placed his fingers in front of his mouth. Evan ate the cake out of his hands. Malcolm watched him intensely as he licked the sugar off of his fingers. Evan looked up at him seductively when he was done.

“Evan thank you for bringing me here.” Malcolm said.

“I thought an angel should get to see heaven at least one in his life time.” Evan said

“Evan I'm not an angel, you know what happened to me.” M said softly, Evan was growing kinder by the second it seemed.

“You're the purest truest person I've ever met.” Evan told him “Until I met you, I didn't think there was anything good in this world.”

“I wondered if there was event a point to my own life.” Evan continued. “I think there is now; if I can make your last few days happy then that's something. I've never really been able to do anything for anybody. And you deserve it M. You deserve everything and more. “

Malcolm felt a lump in his throat. He never thought he would hear words like that in his life. No one had ever cared about him before, not like this. He didn't expect from an upper. When you have something so special, does the source really matter? He thought. Evan can't help being an upper, anymore than I can help being a lower.

“We have so little time left, so let's make the most of it.” Evan smiled. Malcolm was frozen it was like he'd seen daylight for the first time. My sweet Evan, where have you been all this time. I had given up, but even now knowing I'll die. It's okay because I finally found someone who cares about me. Someone I can care about .

“Evan.” Malcolm whispered stepping in close to him. “Let's get out of here.” Evan stared into to his hypnotic green eyes. He couldn't believe what he was seeing there. It was finally happening. Evan felt a type of joy surging through him he'd never felt before. He leaned in to kiss Malcolm.

“There you are Evvy.” an all to familiar voice called out to him.

“ Temple what are you mmmph-” Evan began. He was cut off as the captain pulled him into a deep kiss. Evan found himself responding. Dante had come after him, he must care for him after all. M! Evan's mind screamed. He broke off the kiss, just in time to see Malcolm walking away.

“I've missed you.” Dante growled hotly in his ear. Evan did look hot, he'd never worn anything like that on the ark. Had he become a prostitute? Dante wondered. Evan cursed himself as he felt his knees grow weak.

“M!” He cried, Malcolm turned to look at him, a look of confusion on his face. Evan was with a Regent? Then why was he at my place all this time? Why did he say all those things if...

“Oh that thing is with you!” Dante said loudly enough for Malcolm to hear. Malcolm flinched. God how he hated Regents…

“What your angle, lower?” Dante snapped strolling towards him, his hand on his laser lance. Malcolm looked down and seemed to shrink before him. He couldn't outrun him, he couldn't fight him. Even if he had a gun, it might not penetrate the Regent's skin. They were demons. Was this how it would end then? Malcolm wondered. It wouldn't be the first time a lower had been killed by one of the elite for simply existing. Would Evan stop him? He was just standing there. Malcolm looked at Evan; he wanted an explanation from him.

“I asked you a question boy.” Temple hissed at him brandishing the lance “Look at me when I talk to you lower!” Dante shouted, he hated being ignored.

“I-I-I-I” Malcolm stuttered. He couldn't think straight. The creepy Regent was scaring the hell out of him and Evan...Why was Evan just standing there?

“I-I- yi-yi-yi. Can't you even talk you retard?” Dante laughed at him waving the lance in front of him. All he had to do was turn it on and that would be it. “You lowers are so stupid, I can't wait till the world ends and your kind is wiped out.”

Malcolm kept his eyes down, tears welling up. Evan was actually with this asshole? He should clock him and just die now what did it matter any ways? Damn Evan for just standing there. Damn him for being with a tall handsome Regent. He was so flawless it was frightening. How could Evan possibly care for me? Malcolm thought when he has him. He had on a military outfit; he seemed to be fairly high ranking officer on top of everything else. What did you expect? They're both uppers, they belong together, he thought.

“I guess you have one use.” Dante leaned in close to him, he gripped his behind roughly, and squeezed until he knew he was hurting him. Malcolm gritted his teeth to keep from crying out.

“You understand he's only screwing to get revenge on me.” Dante told him, he glanced back at Evan. The color had drained from his face. He really cared about this lower. But why ? They must have just met. Or had they? Had Evan been cheating on him all this time? Perhaps there had been others. Dante would beat the answers out of Evan later. You're the only one for me. That was what Evan always told him. Perhaps Evan had been deceiving him all this time. It all made sense now.

It makes sense now , Malcolm thought. So he just wanted one last fling, nothing more. NO, if that was the case he could have forced me. He was kind even if only for that reason . Evan had given him a choice. He wished desperately he had made a different one…

“Of course you don't understand anything do you?” Dante asked as he grabbed his Malcolm's hair and snapped his head back painfully. Malcolm kept staring at Evan.

"Look at me." Dante commanded, blocking his view. That was the second time the lower had disobeyed him. Malcolm looked defiantly into Dante's eyes. The lower had the nerve to look him in the eyes with such anger, Dante pulled his hair harder. Malcolm grinded his teeth together, blinking back tears.

Dante lips twisted cruelly, Evan had good taste. He had always thought lowers were ugly, but this boy was lovely. How something so beautiful could bloom in garbage was beyond him. He could not be genetically engineered, and yet he was perfect. He'd never seen anyone quite like Malcolm. He was even darker than Evan, he wasn't aware people could be so dark. The lower was interesting; he wanted to see all of him.

It wasn't fair at all for Evan to keep this boy to himself. Dante had every intention of getting his share of the action, and Evan could watch or join. The boy was already on the brink of tears, and he hadn't really hurt him yet. He wanted to see his face when he was truly in pain. He ran his fingers along his Malcolm's luscious lips. Dante hated how alluring he was.

“You've really upset me lower.” Temple told me

“ But I d-d-didn't do any- ” Malcolm began

“Shut up! There's better uses for your mouth, whore.” Dante breathed on him. “Why don't you show me what you and my life mate have been doing all this time.” Life mate ? They were married? Evan wasn't wearing a ring or a collar. And the Regent had to be out of his mind. He wasn't going to do anything with him. Malcolm shuddered; he'd had to have sex with uppers in public before. But the thought of doing it in front of Evan. Not in front of him, never. Dante shoved Malcolm to his knees, he kept his head bowed. This was it, when he didn't go a long with it he'd be killed.

“I'm waiting.” Dante said impatiently. “Do I have to spell it out for you? Suck my-”

“Suck it yourself, ass hole.” Malcolm told him.

"What?" Dante asked, there was no way the lower had just said that to him.

"You probably do all the time anyways right. G.E.'s are pretty flexible." Malcolm continued, he could say what ever he wanted at this point, he only had a few moments to live.

Dante's mouth hung open. No one had ever spoken to him like that. He would not take this from a lower. He flicked his laser lance on, the boy would pay. He would dismember him slowly.

“Leave him alone!” Evan cried in anguish grabbing Dante's arm. The captain quickly flipped his lance off.

“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Dante demanded. A few more inches and Evan could have been hurt. And why was Evan looking at him that way? He looked sick.

“Evan this is silly.” Dante snapped impatiently “We need to make last minute preparations for the launch.” Launch ? Malcolm gasped, Evan was going on one of the arks. He was a Regent? He couldn't be a Regent, they were evil.

“You threw me off the ark remember.“ Evan said bitterly. Dante smirked, that had really hurt him. He wanted to prove a point to Evan, but maybe he'd pushed him to far finally. Everyone has a breaking point, but he'd never thought he'd find Evan's. He was so passive. He never thought he could lose him. A pretty lower had proven there was a possibility. The little twit was charming he'd been watching them for a while. The boy had been beaming at him constantly. It must have been very flattering. Especially compared to the way Dante normally treated Evan. But Evan loved him, and it was time for them to go home.

“Do you honestly think I would leave you to die, darling?” Dante asked. “There is no one more important to me than you”

“You know I lose my head sometimes, but I don't mean it.” Dante continued, he touched Evan's face. “Let's go home, I've missed you.” Did he mean it? Evan wondered. Why else would he be here?

“Well, this is good bye.” Malcolm said softly. “It's okay; you did make these last days my happiest Evan. , I'm glad you're not going to die.” Evan couldn't form any words. He wanted to tell Malcolm so much, but didn't know how. “T-t-take them, s-s-s-s-seeds” M stuttered choking down his tears “You can plant them on the new world, and it'll make it seem more like here, I guess.” Dante slapped Malcolm's hand sending the bag flying.

“He doesn't want your filthy seeds; now get out of here before I skewer you!” Dante shouted his rage barely contained. Malcolm fled. That damn lower, he was still trying to use his charms. And Evan was still giving him that look. Not once in seven years had Evan looked at him that way. It enraged him beyond belief. He maintained his composure though. He had to play nice until he got him aboard the ark.

“I had the computer trace all your recent activities, that's how I knew you purchased life mate rings.” Dante said sweetly. “Well I accept your offer of course, though I'm still fairly young to be someone's life mate.”

“No.” Evan said in low voice

“What?” Dante asked

“I don't want to marry you.” Evan said not looking at him.

“You bought the rings for us right.” Dante asked, they could not have been for that lower.

“Yeah.” Evan admitted.

“I'm even willing to overlook this indiscretion of yours. We should have a huge ceremony right before the launch.” Dante continued

“You were so cruel to him.” Evan said his voice breaking

“Forget about that thing and let's go. I said come on!” He grabbed Evan by the arm “I will drag you back if I have to, you belong to the Regency.”

“I belong to M.” Evan said

“What? You mean the lower. What the fuck are you talking about?” Dante snapped

“I promised to be his, until the end of the world.” Evan told him.

“You're being stupid.” Dante had lost all of his patience; he was ready to knock the daylights out of Evan.

“The Regency took me against my will. Even in our relationship I never had a choice Dante”. Evan continued

“You never minded before.” Dante protested.

“I never said I did, I thought I loved you Dante.” Evan said, tears were streaming down his face. “It was easier to let you make all my decisions, because I didn't know what I wanted. But know I know what, who I want.” Evan went on.

“You can't be serious.” Dante was incredulous, Evan had lost his mind. “You don't get to make that decision, I own you, you little bastard-” Dante halted and let out a rather high pitched squeal.

He fell over clutching his groin; he couldn't believe Evan had kicked him there. Evan stared down at him. The Regency had owned him for the last 14 years, Dante for the last seven years. This last week was his.

“This is suicide.” Dante gasped. “For a lower? You would die for a-”

“I'd rather die with him, than live with you.” Evan stated and walked a way. Dante watched through watery eyes as the blonde disappeared around the corner. His anger burned cold inside of him, Evan was going to pay. And so would that boy toy. M, his name was M. What had he done to Evan? He screws some street trash, and he suddenly has a backbone? Dante wondered angrily.

Dante got to his feet, thinking of all the things he could do to M. First he would use that beautiful body of his to satisfy every wicked desire he'd ever had. And the he would break him, as he'd broken Evan. Finally once he had the lower under his control he'd kill him in front of Evan. And Evan would never dare to love anyone else but him again. He stumbled outside after him

“Shit!” Temple snapped, his hover car had been cut in half, and Evan was no where to be found.

Evan had returned to Malcolm's place twice. He drove through the town aimlessly looking for him. Going over in his mind the millions things he could have done to prevent this. Why had he just stood there while Dante tore him apart. Because you're a coward. He had been scared of Dante, but better him to suffer his wrath than Malcolm. He had looked beyond crushed. I betrayed him, I let him down. Evan told himself, just like everyone else he's ever met. I have to find him. He reached out with his mind blindly; he didn't care if it caused him to black out. He felt the pain in his head right away. He knew he wasn't advanced enough to attempt searching for someone, but he had to try. Then somehow he heard him, no he felt him. He'd never been able to sense anyone so clearly before. It was like a wail, poor Malcolm he must be suffering. Evan steered his car in the direction of the emotion.

“There's no where to go boy.” Overseer called from the entrance to the alley way. As if his day could not get any worse. Wilson had been waiting out side for him. He had managed to elude him for a while but who could out run a hover car? And now he was facing a dead end. The overseer walked towards him menacingly. Malcolm balled up his fists, he would never go back. If Wilson wanted him he could have his carcass, he would fight him to the death. He turned to face him.

A few moments later Malcolm was running out the alley way, Wilson was on the ground howling curse words. M felt himself flung backwards as a jolt of pain flashed through him. He was at the end of a trapper he tried in vain to pull it from around his neck. He looked up there were two other men there, he recognized them from the camp, Wilson 's henchman, of course he had back up. The dragged him back into the alleyway.

“Oy yer getting old Wilson !” one guy called out

“Pretty but not worth the trouble” the other guy responded

“Bring him to me” Wilson growled. Malcolm kicked him squarely in the face when he reached for him. He felt another jolt then his body went limp. He couldn't move, he felt the first drops of rain hit his head as the overseer reached for him again. He greedily ripped off his clothes, finally his favorite had been returned to him. And now he would have him forever. The space trip would be long, and Malcolm would certainly help pass the time.The three men looked up; a golden flash was moving towards him. Wilson smirked it was the upper; he'd teach him a lesson too.

“You can have some fun with him if you like, he is one of the finest pieces of genetic engineering I'd ever seen.“ The other two laughed and pulled out there guns, set to stun. They didn't want to kill him just yet. They rarely got to do uppers, it was illegal to attack them. That would make it even more enjoyable.

There was a swishing sound. The men looked at other in shock as there heads rolled off and hit the ground with a sickening thud. The over seer pushed Malcolm away roughly, who stumbled toward Evan, the feeling returning to his body slowly. Evan placed his coat, over Malcolm gently.

“I'm so sorry for everything.” Evan told him hugging him. He just nodded back him his eyes slightly glazed. Evan glared over at Wilson , his mouth set in a grim line

“Draw your lance.” Evan commanded. The overseer looked at him in confusion “I will not attack an unarmed man.” Maybe there was still a chance he thought as he turned his lance on and faced Evan. Surely he could take this boy.

Malcolm watched with dull fascination. It was no competition, Evan was agile, graceful, and a lot stronger the Wilson . The overseer was obviously shocked as Evan manhandled him. He had to weigh three times at much as the boy and towered over him at seven feet, but still he was no match. Wilson realized that he had no hope of defeating the upper. But he would get his revenge, he lunged for Malcolm.

“AAAAAHHH” Wilson cried out he clutched for his right hand, but it was gone. He looked down on the ground to see it clasping his lance. Wiring and blood was everywhere. He'd just upgraded his arm. The metal was supposed be strong enough to resist a laser lance. Of course he should have been able to defeat Evan too.

Evan stood between him and Malcolm. Evan never thought he could hate someone so much in his life. It boiled inside of him. He would enjoy killing this man. The overseer fell to his knees.

“Please don't kill me my lord; I am sorry-please-please.” He broke down in sobs. Evan stared down at him coldly. How many had been in the same position before the over seer? He doubted the man had ever shown anyone mercy a day in his life, and he would receive none. Evan raised his arm. He felt Malcolm's gently touch on his wrist; the boy shook his head at him, his braids rocking back and forth.

“He doesn't deserve to live!” Evan told him. ”After everything he's done to you.”

“It doesn't matter now. I want to go home.” He pulled Evan's coat around him. Evan turned off the lance, he place his arm over his shoulder and walked away.

The overseer's life didn't matter to Malcolm, so it didn't matter to him either.

“M!” He shouted as he felt the movement behind him he pulled them both down. That bastard had the nerve to fire on them he would kill him this time. A whimper escaped Malcolm's lips he was clutching Evan's gun. Evan's eyes traveled over to a heap on the ground. Over seer Wilson was dead.

“H-h-he would have k-k-k-killed you.” Malcolm let the gun fall from his hands. He was trembling. “I've always wanted to kill him, but it didn't...I n-n-never shot anyone before.” Evan embraced him tightly.

“Thank you. Let's go home.” Evan whispered in his ear. Home, it was his home; he looked over to Malcolm sleeping in the passenger seat. He hadn't ever felt at home on the ark. It had been his prison. He should have left years ago. Maybe he would have found Malcolm sooner, maybe he could have saved him. All he had were these last few days. He was giving up his life. But what was the point of living, if he was miserable?

He didn't want to live in a world with out Malcolm. If life was fair he and Malcolm would escape, and all the Regents die. In fact everyone would go but them. What were his choices? A couple days of happiness or a lifetime of hell? Dante would never forgive him for this, more importantly Dante would never love him.

Malcolm didn't love him either, and he had no chance of sleeping with him now. But all he wanted was to be with him, nothing else mattered. He couldn't expect Malcolm to love him, not this soon. But his own feelings were strong, too strong, It frightened him, to feel like this, for someone he barely knew.

Evan picked up Malcolm gently up as not to wake him up. He carried him up three flights of stairs, blessing his engineered strength, and laid him gently in the bed. He had turned up the heat in his car to dry them both off; Malcolm was starting to tremble a little since the building was cool. Evan reached to throw the covers over him.

He was so beautiful, he watched him laying there in the moonlight. The purple uniform had been ripped apart it barely covered him. Evan's eyes drank him in. His chest, his stomach.. Evan fingers trailed light over Malcolm's abdominal muscles. He looked at his face, his lovely lips were slightly parted. Evan leaned in and kissed him lightly, it was like tasting heaven. Had he only met his four days ago? He felt like he'd known him forever he thought as his heart thundered in his chest.

“Evan?” Malcolm's eyes fluttered open. Evan jumped back quickly.

“I picked up some food, so you don't have to cook. I'll go get.” He nearly ran out the room. He hadn't meant to kiss him. When Evan came back up Malcolm had changed into a pair of boxers. Evan averted his eyes wishing he would cover himself up. They ate in silence. Evan eyes kept drifting over to him, he was so luscious. There was no way he could sleep in the same bed with him. He would sleep in the car. He felt Malcolm grab his elbow as he was leaving. Evan couldn't move, his desire was consuming him. How had he lived without out him all this time? His touch, his voice, his face. How had he survived a way from Malcolm?

“Don't go.” Malcolm whispered then leaned his head onto Evan's back. What was he doing? Evan breathing became ragged, he needed to get away from him now.

“Malcolm I know we just met, but I think that I, I think I--” Evan stopped unable to speak.

“I love you.” Malcolm said into his back. Evan whirled around, he pulled Malcolm close to him and kissed him passionately. Malcolm was too stunned to do anything at first. He felt Evan's tongue probing deeply into his mouth. Despite all his partners he never really been kissed before. He pushed his tongue into Evan's mouth almost timidly. Evan slowed down the frantic pace; he kissed him more leisurely now. His entire body felt like it was on fire.

All of his life something was missing. Evan was always aching for something. He'd always wondered what it was. Now he knew who it was. It didn't matter that they had a few days together. He had found him, and he would never let him go. Nothing existed in the world but them. He picked Malcolm up, not breaking the kiss and carried him over to the bed. He finally broke it off when he put him down.

“M are you sure?” Evan asked heavily, stripping off his clothes.

“Yes, I w-want you, I need you. I love you so much ” He kissed Evan again and pulled him towards him. They fell backwards into the bed and lost themselves to each other completely.