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Inevitable	By : RememberThisPenName Category: +G through L > inFAMOUS Views: 1904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Strap yourselves in for this chapter. Things are going to get heated.

Chp 7

Sometimes Cole swore it was Alex�s voice that did him in. The noises he generated occasionally reminded him of a woman. No self-respecting man made noises like that. But Alex didn�t care. He let himself go.

Minutes dragged on and Alex gathered patience to hold out for Cole. During his waiting game, he managed to strike up another ongoing kiss war. Eventually, he let Cole win, because even though he wouldn�t admit it, he really enjoyed him taking charge. The longer they sat, bodies flush and tangled, the more affectionate he became. His need dropped to a manageable simmer. It allowed him to enjoy the moment, and he devoured the opportunity.

Cole pressed their foreheads together and caught his breath from their last lingering kiss, �And to think you used to just have your way with me. Kissing had never been on your agenda.�

�Good thing I got curious. I can�t imagine not kissing you now.� Alex smiled and ran his thumb over Cole�s bottom lip, �It�s one of my favorite things to do to you.�

�Feels like we�ve done this for years, but when I think back I realize I�ve only known you a matter of weeks.�

Alex�s eyes fell shut and the curve of his lips translated to a smile that said he strongly related, �I think time seems to slow down when you face great challenges. Waking up and suddenly having abilities beyond your understanding takes some getting used to.�

�Yeah. It�s a hell of a ride.�

Alex leaned in and pressed their lips together and let Cole establish dominance. At first, kissing had been slow going for them. Cole had not been into the act unless motivated, but now he genuinely enjoyed kissing Alex. In fact, he was beginning to openly admit to himself there were serious pros to a sexual relationship with him. The man could be anything he wanted, changing and adapting his body to suit any need, and that ability provided more than simple survival techniques. From one angle, Alex was perfect. He never smelled or needed to bathe, and as a result had flawless hygiene. His teeth were impeccable, too � white as could be and even set. His body was near hairless, giving him a smoothness rivaling that of a high maintenance woman. That was something Cole had come to appreciate, because if Alex had been more of a grizzled and rough-edged man he was certain this relationship they had formed would have been out of the question.

But that wasn�t the case. Cole had grown fond of their kisses. Alex�s mouth was clean and pleasant, and was wide with thick, soft lips. The entire experience became intoxicating. Even better was that Alex seemed to like how rough-edged he was, which was a godsend, because Cole couldn�t exactly do anything to change his basic makeup.

�Hey,� Cole kissed the side of his mouth, �I think I�m ready.�

�Mmmmm,� Alex nuzzled him, ��bout time.�

�Jusshuttup.� They began moving, rolling over together so Cole attained the advantage in position.

�Kay. Mmmmmm.� Alex�s next kiss was sloppy.

Cole adjusted their bodies, and the moment their positions felt right a pair of legs wrapped over his hips. He braced his forearms on the bed, letting Alex�s arms curve over his back to scratch. The sharp sensation tracked down his spine and he inhaled, arching into the light abuse.

�You like that?� Alex sharpened his nails a bit and increased the speed of his scratching. Cole sighed, resting more of his weight on the body beneath him. The smell of Alex�s skin, clean and dry, made him strive to make at least one bead of sweat rise. His goals were steep, but he�d achieved previous challenges set. Making Alex beg had been one of them, and he�d met it on more than a few occasions.

The scratching turned into an open-palmed rubbing, and then into an affectionate embrace. Cole�s arms closed around him, returning the lingering gesture. They breathed together, heartbeats matching.

Alex felt the coming dangers Cole faced, and that�s why his arms tightened when the embrace should have ended.

�You alright?�

Alex hummed, brow furrowing as he let his arms slacken, though not because he wanted to.

�What�s wrong?� Cole kissed his way along Alex�s jaw until he reached the back, where he dropped to mouth over neck tendons. He purposely brushed his stubble against Alex�s skin, zeroing in on a weakness. It would drop Alex�s defenses, thereby making him talk.

�S�nothing.�

Perhaps he needed to work a little harder.

�Don�t lie to me.� He bit and sucked the prominent collarbone that had been shamelessly presented to him, urging his attentions lower.

�It�s �tupid.�

Cole moved horizontally across Alex�s chest, giving the other side equal treatment. His hands found active hips that had been grinding on him. He left their freedom alone, but his hands added to their restlessness by stroking over thighs and a perfectly hairless ass.

Alex gasped and hissed when Cole poured rough treatment over his nipples. Teeth were utilized and his hand came up, a reaction of defense, but it settled for a place on Cole�s shoulder, encouraging at the same time it requested a gentler approach. He was sensitive there.

Cole let up when the skin was reddened from his abuse. He slid higher, letting the erection drag over his stomach, and pressed his lips to an open ear.

�You�re being stubborn.� His hands brushed down the length of Alex�s body, stopping at his crotch to cup his testicles and take firm hold of his erection.

�Am not.� Alex turned his head, body shivering violently, and demanded a kiss with his half lidded eyes.

Cole gave him a firm but short kiss, �Over.� He leaned up and flipped Alex with a sudden display of strength. Alex�s world blurred momentarily and he hit the mattress, belly down, with a noisy whumph. He scowled, confused, and listened to Cole chuckle behind him. His hips were positioned in the air, his knees spread apart to hold him up while his chest was left against the bed. He forgave the unexpected repositioning the moment two fingers pressed into him. His eyes rolled shut and he exhaled, pressing back against the digits and letting his muscles shift to the correct looseness. His body provided a lubricant out of habit, and as soon as he was slick enough the fingers disappeared and were replaced.

Alex bit back a grunt of pain. Cole had sheathed himself so swiftly and forcefully his rectum had torn. It healed instantly, but he realized he had no qualms with the rough treatment.

Cole sunk all the way to the hilt. Alex squirmed and pushed backwards, eagerness resulting in strength, making Cole grab his hips to stabilize their bodies.

The pace started slow, Cole sliding in and out with confidence he could last quite some time. Alex groaned, hands moving up under his body for support.

�Stay down.� Cole stopped and forced him against the mattress. To prevent Alex from having free reign of their pace, he twisted both of Alex�s arms behind his back, forcing them up until the muscles and tendons were tense. There, he unleashed some electric energy and bound the forearms together. The pure energy bindings crackled and held strong.

�You bastard.� Alex�s harsh words contrasted his inner excitement. While he most likely could have broken free with some effort, he preferred the guise of being at Cole�s mercy.

�Don�t worry, it gets better.� His words might as well have been a starting gun, because a breath later Alex�s body jerked backward, making Cole�s erection slam into him. Electricity sizzled over his prostate, but not enough to send him over. It had been close, and the flood of pleasure combined with who-knew how many volts of power surging through him left his heart thundering and his legs shaking. He groaned and strained against the electrical shackles, knowing a little more friction and one more surge would set him off.

�I better tone it down. Don�t want you finishing that fast.� Cole waited until Alex was a safe distance from orgasm before he proceeded. He leveled back the strength of his electric current to a tiny but constant flow centered on the head of his erection and began to thrust. He pulled out, unhurried, and let the tip of his erection pass over Alex�s prostate. The body tensed momentarily. When he thrust back in, equally slow, he garnered the same reaction.

This game continued, and all the while Cole found himself smiling. Alex�s mouth was a constant flow of babbling or moaning, asking him to go faster or increase the current. He rejected the requests and instead kept a steady, orgasm-denying pace.

Alex felt a hand on the back of his neck, pressing him harder against the mattress and ordering his submission. The rough handling only provoked his erection, and by that point he was already painfully hard. He was silenced for some time, having to deal with Cole thrusting in and out at that same agonizingly slow rate. The electricity made him tighten every time, and every time he felt as though he�d orgasm, but it wasn�t enough. The charge was too weak and the thrusting lacked the speed. It was torture and ecstasy balled together.

Between Alex�s thighs, his erection throbbed. His pulse pounded in his ears and the body behind him kept pressing him forward, driving him into the plush of the mattress. The world became one mass of noise, and his mouth regained function as he approached his limit of tolerance for the torture.

Cole indulged in the string of pleas. The begging was thick and desperate. Alex was beyond a point of self control and exactly where he wanted him.

Alex strained at the electrical bonds, making them crackle and snap violently. His body seized when he was electrocuted, and for a few seconds he was paralyzed. He gasped and swallowed hard, surprised he was actually affected by the electric shackles. Yet the knowledge only made him hotter.

�Careful.� Cole rubbed his back. Inside, he was thrilled to see his powers had a subduing effect on Alex. The man was otherwise unstoppable, but it appeared enough electricity flowing through him put a temporary halt to his actions.

Alex groaned, frustrated, �Cooooooooooollle.�

�Alex?� He leaned down, thrusting as deep as he could, and pressed his nose and lips to the nape of Alex�s neck.

�Stoppit.�

�You going to tell me what�s bothering you?�

Alex was silent, his eyes half lidded as he stared at a wall. Cole sighed and withdrew, passing his hand over the shackles and absorbing the energy. The now free limbs fell apart, curling beneath Alex a bit. The arms moving to a place of better leverage had been a naturally defensive move, even though it had been cancelled halfway through.

Cole rolled him over, still between spread legs, and slid their bodies flush. Alex sighed appreciatively and touched their temples together when an erection pressed to his and a moment later a calloused hand closed around both and stroked. His arms blanketed Cole�s neck to maintain their closeness.

�Your cheeks are red.�

�Mm�hot.� At that murmur Cole realized it; Alex was hot. His body temperature had exceeded his normal boundaries.

�Feelin� alright?�

Alex�s face contorted in a scowl, �No.�

�Sorry.� Cole kissed him on the cheek, �If you don�t want to tell me anything its fine. I�ll be ready to listen when you�re ready to talk.�

Alex sighed, held his breath, and then took a long, slow inhale. His arms tightened around Cole and he burrowed into the crook of his neck. Cole�s hand trailed up the back of his thigh and stopped below his knee, leaving their erections to themselves.

Alex took several strained, irritated breaths, squeezing his eyes shut. He feared he would regret voicing what was on his mind, but when Cole treated him like that it was hard to not give him what he wanted. Deciding to abandon his hesitations, he staggered verbally forward.

�I just,� his arms tightened further, �know I�ve become too attached to you. I don�t like feeling this way.� Cole felt himself smile, because Alex didn�t understand what he was saying.

�I know.� Cole pressed a forceless kiss to his lips, �Turn your hips up.� He patted Alex�s arms and they loosened, providing room to move.

�Cole,� Alex�s voice sounded protesting, but he curled his hips up regardless, �I� Whatareyou�� His question turned into a grunt of surprise. Cole had slipped into him and was pressing at the backs of his knees, practically folding him in half.

�Can you keep your legs here?�

Alex�s vision blurred for a moment, �Yeah.� He sounded breathless.

�Good.� Cole began trailing his hands over thighs, hips, knees, and sides. He thrust in and out of him with a speed and force that was forgiving. He had a mental and physical charge from Alex�s words. Saying he had become too attached was motivation enough, but the underlying message was obvious to Cole.

What Alex was saying, without realizing it, was that he loved him. In one way or another, that�s what it translated to. He may not have felt as strongly for Alex as Alex did for him, but he held a great fondness for him for reasons that betrayed logic. He rationalized his thoughts, and in the end he decided he did care for Alex, but on a lesser level. As far as he was concerned, a friendship would have sufficed.

But it didn�t matter, because Alex unknowingly saying he loved him made Cole want to satisfy him. His attentions were focused on giving, not receiving, and the results were instant. He leaned close and was grabbed into a greedy embrace. Alex�s body squirmed, hands struggling to be gentle but still leaving scratches on Cole�s back.

�Sorry.� Alex breathed the apology, trying to control his strength.

�It�s alright.� Cole�s reply was quiet and low, and he deepened his thrusting. He brought the electrical charge back and let it wrack Alex�s body for the barest of seconds before he pulled it back to a tolerable strength. He kissed and sucked hard at the base of a neckline, biting occasionally to keep him alert.

Alex said his name, over and over like a plea. Nails clawed over his skin, welts rising in their wake. It was a struggle to prevent transforming, and Cole was impressed at the level of control demonstrated so far. But Alex had begun twisting and shifting, back curving in a tight arc. His vocals kicked in and noises sprang forth, unashamed and unfiltered.

Cole grit his teeth, feeling himself heat as he was turned on by Alex�s colorful range of sounds and words. His hand grabbed the back of Alex�s thigh for leverage and their pace increased.

�Jesus, Alex�� He grunted, face pressed to the juncture between shoulder and neck. Noise after noise rolled from Alex, his body drawing closer to an orgasm that had been impatiently waiting its turn.

�Oh god.� Alex felt wrong for saying it, but it was all he had brain function for. His head dropped back and he met Cole�s thrusts halfway, legs falling to lock around him. An electric snap stung his inner thighs, coursing through him and wrapping over his skeletal structure. It was painful at the same time it was desirable, adding to the low-voltage continually sweeping over his prostate.

Cole felt and heard Alex approaching his finish. The sounds were louder and closer together, and his body was seizing, tightening upwards more and more in a demanding fashion. Nails finally pierced the skin of his back, blood pooling to the surface.

Then Alex begged, kissing Cole�s face in a style that was submissive and affectionate. It was a softness no one would have associated with Alex, and the act in its entirety had Cole surrendering to his demands.

The electricity flared, Cole plunged into Alex savagely, and seconds later it was over. Alex�s voice died and his body erupted, pleasure raging through every receptor he had. His body recoiled, shuddering and withdrawing when Cole performed several more sets of thrusting before he, too, succumbed to an orgasm.

Alex held onto him, tight and possessive. Cole�s body relaxed, moments passing as their orgasms washed over them, and only after the initial intensity waned did he pull out. The splash of semen on his stomach disappeared when Alex ran his hand through the mess, absorbing it. The cuts on his back were cleansed in one touch and the slight sting they brought dwindled to near nothing.

Though Alex had heated up, there hadn�t been a trace of sweat. He�d have to try a different tactic next time. For now, he remained in the temperate embrace and let his thoughts drift. He was comfortable and content. Even Alex�s fingers running over his cuts held a soothing edge.

12.28.10
Please be brutally honest with me and let me know if this chapter was any good. I�d really like to hear opinions on if I can or cannot write this stuff.
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