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Inevitable	By : RememberThisPenName Category: +G through L > inFAMOUS Views: 1904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This story will be a total of 8 chapters. The entire story has already been written, but not completely edited as of yet. The title, Inevitable, was chosen simply because this story was going to happen sooner or later. That, and I honestly couldn�t think of anything else.

I greatly welcome constructive criticism. Seriously. Have-at my writing style.

Ch 1

He had such trouble with fences. It was amusing to watch him run full sprint after a Reaper. A Reaper who grew a second brain cell and realized he didn�t stand a chance. The subject of his stalking didn�t know he had been watching. It was only after secretly laughing at the sight of Cole becoming caught on a fence and then haphazardly flopping over it that he retreated to the couch dubbed �headquarters�.

Zeke was off frolicking somewhere, but the scent of the man remained on the fabric of the furniture. He didn�t like the smell of Zeke. But Cole � now there was a man with natural, electric cologne. He inhaled; gathering information the air had to offer. Cole was close. He was no doubt returning for rest. It was late, and Cole was a busy man. He would be tired.

The weak grunt Cole loosed as he hefted himself up the final ledge told him nothing new. The sigh that followed once he was on the rooftop expressed even less new information. Cole was beat, and frustrated.

�Alex,� Cole said the name like a mother who constantly had to scold a misbehaving son, �what are you doing here?�

Alex rotated a bit on the couch and sent a sly smirk Cole�s way, �Welcome home, honey.� He could tell Cole wanted one thing; sleep. And he was standing, or rather sitting, between Cole and his couch.

�Don�t ever call me that again.� Cole removed his backpack and dropped it next to the couch and went about removing his jacket. Alex noted how his mere company allowed Cole to relax. His presence meant safety, and Cole gladly took off his attire he was normally too paranoid to drop.

�I just wanted to see how things were going.�

�Bullshit.� Cole slapped Alex�s thigh as a request for him to quit hogging the couch. Alex honored the request, but only folded his legs enough to free up one cushion.

�And watch you battle it out with your greatest nemesis.� Cole exhaled as he eased onto the couch. He sent a brief, quizzical look to Alex.

�I don�t have a greatest nemesis.�

Alex stretched his arms over his head and extended his legs again, placing them rudely on Cole�s lap, �After observing you today I�m not so sure you�re right. Those fences kicked your ass.�

Cole almost made a rough-edged comment about Alex�s feet invading his personal space, but the man�s last comments threw a far more important variable into the mix.

�You were following me?�

�Only a little.�

�Anyone ever tell you you�re a god damn creeper?�

Alex smirked. It held a demented edge. Cole shook his head and sighed again. This time he let his head fall against the back of the couch while he extended his legs over the concrete of the rooftop. It was nice to finally be off his feet. Alex was silent for too long, and Cole felt himself begin to slip away. The lack of a comfortable position didn�t stop his determined exhaustion.

But Alex did.

�Cole. Hey, Cole.�

Cole furrowed his brow, annoyed, but forced his eyes open. His head turned a few degrees and he gave Alex a hard stare. Alex was crouched on the cushion beside him, legs pulled up under him, and shoes still on.

�What?�

�I like how you smell.�

The look Cole shot Alex was a mixture of concern and confusion. Concern because Alex must have been ill, and confusion because he was positive anyone who had been running around and scaling buildings all day should not have smelt pleasant.

Cole rubbed his face with both hands, �I�m really not in the mood for this.� Alex inhaled silently. There was an electric smell to Cole. It lit Alex�s senses on fire. Then, somewhere in that blaze was the scent of city life. Perhaps it was smog or pavement, but with a charred property. It could have been the subtle scent of electrocuted skin, belonging to Cole�s victims. What an invigorating thought.

Cole shoved Alex in the chest, making him fall back to his own side. He pulled his feet onto the couch and sunk until his head and neck connected with the armrest. His legs were bent at the knees, unable to fully extend due to Alex�s presence.

Alex let him drift. He must have waited damn near a half hour after Cole�s breathing evened before he moved. He knelt between Cole�s knees, spreading them carefully and extending them for greater stability. He leaned over the sleeping body, easing onto his forearms silently and slowly, and whispered to Cole.

�Cole. Hey, Cole.� There was no response this time, and he didn�t detect a change in heart rate or breathing. He sat up and began to rub Cole�s knees, almost as though he were familiarizing himself with the human structure. But he knew the human body better than anyone. He�d absorbed enough men and woman and transformed into them to understand the intricacies of the body and mind.

Watching Cole�s face, Alex moved his hands up, massaging muscular thighs. Cole�s pants were such a bother to him. They were thick and heavy, and the fact Cole couldn�t will clothing away like he could annoyed him on a certain level.

Cole inhaled deeply and shifted but remained asleep. Alex smiled, hands working higher and higher until his fingers were lifting the black shirt, revealing the toned body beneath. He pushed the garment until it bunched in thin lines across Cole�s upper chest. Lingering a moment to run his hands over the cool skin, he inhaled to contain himself, and thumbed open the button on Cole�s pants. The zipper followed.

Hesitation had no place, and Alex shamelessly slipped his hand inside the front of those burly pants to cup Cole�s genitals. The thickness in his hand instantly excited him. He stroked his handful, over and over until he felt the beginning of the desired reaction. He tugged the pants lower, removing the developing erection from the confines of clothing.

Not letting the cool air douse his fun, Alex wet his lips and bent forward to close his mouth around the organ. Cole�s pulse had begun to rise, and his breathing was breaking away from sleep. Alex sucked and reveled in the small tingle of electricity brought on by the wetness of his mouth.

He kept pace until Cole groaned, clearly awake now due to the frustrated tone.

�Dammit, Alex.�

Alex drew up, licking his lips a bit, �You should know better by now.�

�I was hoping you�d control yourself.�

�Can�t control a monster with hope.�

�You know what I mean.� Cole growled, pushing the hood shadowing Alex�s face down as he sat more upright against the armrest.

�How do you want it this time?�

�I don�t.�

�Liar.� Alex tugged carefully on his handful, earning another grunt.

�You woke it up. Now it�s your hide that�s going to put it back to sleep.�

Alex smirked before he attacked, taking Cole�s length into his mouth until the head touched the back of his throat. He teased for a bit, liking the deep rumble of Cole�s voice as he encouraged him. Strong, rough fingers laced through his hair, pushing him down as hips thrust up. The tip pressed deeper, into his throat. He was far too desensitized to such forceful behavior, and the result was a flawless deep-throating.

Cole grit his teeth, hips giving slow, shallow thrusts into the offered mouth. In the past, the tight pressure created every time he pressed in and out of Alex�s throat put him over after only a short while. Now he took his time, letting the resulting pleasure of each thrust sink in. It was an addiction; something Trish never would have even considered trying.

�Stop.� Cole pulled at Alex�s hair, drawing him off.

�Problem?�

�Lose the clothes.� In an instant, Alex shifted away his clothing, revealing his own erection to the night air.

Cole repositioned to gain better leverage before he hefted Alex up and flipped them over. He loved not having to be careful with the man. Alex could take near any degree of abuse and recover instantly, shrugging pain off with a sly smirk.

Alex wrapped his legs possessively around Cole�s waist and practically purred when those wide, calloused hands touched his chest. A tiny current passed through him, rousing every receptor in his body and making his back bend in a tense arc. He covered Cole�s hands with his own as they dragged down his chest and belly. Blue snaps of electricity bounced, illuminating their faces. Alex pressed their hips together, moaning when a stronger current made his body spasm. Cole responded with a gesture of equal force by grinding against him while running his thumbs over the pair of previously untouched nipples in circular motions, shocking them a bit. That was Alex�s limit for control. The palms covering the back of Cole�s hands left to cup his face, pulling him into a merciless, lip-splitting kiss.

Alex had the ferocity of a starved, desperate animal, and Cole matched it to maintain his current dominance. He dropped his hands lower, sliding them down Alex�s sides. All the while he fed a steady current into him. Alex arched against him, his kissing halting in favor of several moans merging together. Cole followed the squirming form, kissing the side of his mouth and neck. Each moan grew louder, and occasionally increased in pitch.

Alex�s body was hot, and he pulled his arms and hands away from Cole as blades briefly burst from his fingers. He clenched his hands into fists, the sharp edges piercing his flesh. The wounds healed instantly, and he retracted the blades, regaining enough control to return his body to normal. His muscles flexed against Cole and he tangled his fingers in his own hair, about to lose his mind. His teeth grit and his back curved higher and higher, blue lightning snapping across his belly and hips. Hands glided over his skin, dipping between his thighs, running up and down his legs, and curling behind to grasp just below his ass and squeeze.

When Alex was moments from orgasm, Cole cut his power and pinned the body flush to the couch. The indignant huff he earned was reward enough for his cruelty.

Cole was smiling when he spoke, �Sometimes I think you come here just to get tortured.�

Alex laughed darkly, �Torture? Hate to break it to you, but� you�re doing it wrong.�

�Is that a complaint?�

�No,� Alex tensed as a potent electric wave hit him, �this is my favorite kind of torture.�

10.27.2010
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