Chapter 120
Stuart checked both sides of the road and drove safely into it. Isabel turned back and handed a big bag which was received by whoever was nearer.
- Laurie had this packed for you guys since you didn’t have much of a breakfast. Enjoy! -
- Thanks. - Said a voice she recognized as Max’s, but the lack of further sounds told her no one was up to eating yet.
As Isabel sat beside Stuart, this terrible sadness invaded her. Back to Roswell, back to Jesse and whatever unpleasant surprises that would include! Shouldn’t you deserve the courtesy of being asked when you were sent here, if you were ok with the life that’s waiting for you, or at least if you wanted to come at all? She glanced back at the rest of the group and her eyes fell on Michael as he lay along the side of the van behind Stuart, right where he had lain in hiding the night he was so badly hurt at the mall. That one really deserved to have been asked, but knowing him, he would have accepted the adventure, he had the guts! Poor kid! Maria sat also behind Stuart, with her back against the side of the van, using her two cushions, one under her and the other behind her. Michael’s face was on her lap, pressed to her stomach, his two cushions under his body serving as a mattress, part of his upper body was using half Maria’s cushion under her, anyway. Her face was slumped on her chest as she dozed with her hands tangled in Michael’s hair. Since they took off, he had been pushing up on his knees and snuggling every minute or so, in what seemed a troubled sleep. Maria would open her eyes each time, waited for him to relax again and closed them back. Kyle had sat much like Maria against the back of the van. After Michael’s third squirm, he had kicked his leg and gone: “Hey, you ok, dude? “ With what Isabel could call a guilty look, to get a glare from Maria and an apologetic shrug on his part. What was going on with those two? No matter how much she tried to crane her neck, she couldn’t get much of a clear view of Max’s and Liz’s faces. They had started sitting with their back against the seat right behind her, and had eventually slumped all the way down to their backs, side by side, holding hands. She saw their relaxed bodies, but not their faces, and she knew they had whatever information she wanted on what gone on with the three guys as they waited for them, to leave Laurie’s mansion. She had noticed Kyle was apparently dozing too, but his eyes were slitted and not completely closed. It was as if he couldn’t take his eyes off Michael. Something had happened there, of that she was sure. She reached back behind her and grabbed a handful of rather coarse hair, confirming it was Max’s. She gave it a hard tug.
- Dammit Iz, what is it with you? - Max protested slapping her hand away.
- I want to know! Did you guys have some sort of argument or discussion? Kyle is acting damn weird. -
- I am not! - Kyle retorted, then blushed, realizing he had fallen for it and given himself away. Now it was clear he was wide awake. “Damn moron!” He told himself.
- Well, what happened? - Isabel demanded.
- Yeah, what happened? - Maria echoed her, fully awake now thanks to Max’s loud complaints.
“Shit!” Liz thought. “I don’t think if this is such a good idea.” So she just played dumb, though she knew she wasn’t fooling anyone. They knew whatever had happened, Michael had certainly been involved, and her empathy with him played a major role. “Shit!” She repeated to herself.
- Well…- Kyle began, scratching his ear…- We did have some kind of disagreement with Max here, about the Langley issues, but it didn’t last long cause, strange as it may sound, Michael got us back together in a very convincing way. - Kyle ended, his eyes on his hands, hardly giving any importance to his words.
Max kept nodding like an idiot, and Isabel thought he was going to end with his head rolling down to his hands if he kept that up. Something was definitely…not exactly wrong…but still, not what it should be. Isabel could see she wasn’t getting anywhere when Maria surprisingly let it go with a satisfied: “ok.” Which had Isabel completely sure she had missed something. And she had: Liz’s surreptitious wink at Maria, which had her shutting up in the most unusual way. About half an hour later, they passed a gas station and Isabel got her chance. She decided she just needed the bathroom badly, and had them stopping and bossing Liz and Maria into going with her. Maria eased herself from under Michael gently laying his head on her cushion, with just a moan of protest.
- Be right back Spaceboy…- She whispered, kissing the corner of his mouth. He did his snuggle thing and sighed, not even waking up.
Liz followed Maria pulling her hand out of Max’s but not before he had given it a warning squeeze. She gave him a small nod and a smile before she left the van. Once they were in the bathroom, Isabel closed the door loudly behind her and stood with her back against it blocking the way out.
- Ok, here we stay until you tell us what was that all about. - Isabel said crossing her arms on her chest, full of determination.
- Just what Kyle said, he and Max started arguing about the way Kyle had been mean to him the night of Langley’s visit, Kyle defended his point of view, then Max did the same and it was Michael who got them thinking and realize how stupid they were behaving! - Liz said spreading her hands out for emphasis.
Isabel shook her head and rolled her eyes. Only Liz could sound so sensible and get away with it. She was quite convincing but…Liz’s empathy heard the “but” loud and clear and started feeling uncomfortable.
- Ok, Liz, ok. That’s the gist of the thing, but could you please…elaborate? -
Maria eyed Liz in that way she had when she had made her mind to get to the bottom of the matter, and she wasn’t leaving anything left out.
Liz shook her head in dismay. “No, Maria, please!” She tried to convey to her best friend, but the communication clearly wasn’t going both ways.
- Well? - Maria said unrelenting, her arms crossed over her chest just like Isabel’s and her foot tapping the floor impatiently.
- Michael told Kyle he would let him fuck him if he and Max became friends again. - She couldn’t face them, her eyes looking at her feet. She felt two hands grabbing hers and before she could protest or shake them off, Isabel and Maria saw the whole thing through Liz. The hands fell off her and when Liz raised her eyes, Maria and Isabel just stood there wide eyed and open mouthed staring at her.
- What? I had nothing to do with it! You know Michael! He just comes up with the weirdest things when you least expect it! He knows how to get his way no matter what it takes him to do! Well he got them back, didn’t he? - She looked back at them defensively.
- Liz, we’re not blaming you for anything. I just wanted to know what was wrong with him, he was acting as he does when I leave him sore after a wild kinky night, but I knew Max had healed him so it didn’t make sense, that was all, come here, you’re my best friend, sorry I get touchy when I don’t know all that goes on with Michael. - Maria took Liz in her arms and Isabel felt they had been unfair to her.
She hadn’t asked for that empathy which must be very uncomfortable, come to think of it. Isabel was moved by the sight before her, and she went over and took them both in her arms too.
- I’m so sorry, Liz, but I’ll be very honest…the prospect of whatever Jesse is into, has me totally freaking, and Michael acting in his typical Michael way, just has me going over the edge. If I didn’t know how much he would enjoy it, I would spank him till he bled! - The next second they were all laughing so hard, tears were falling from their eyes. Then Liz stiffened.
Isabel and Maria totally freaked out.
- What? - - What? - They went together, scared to death of Liz’s reaction.
- They’ve told Stuart. Max and Kyle have. Michael is still asleep, in spite of Kyle’s aftermath, Max did…you know…but…- Liz didn’t know how to finish it without being grossed out.
- Oh my god, Kyle! Who would have thought! Not so little where it counts, huh? - Isabel said, rolling her eyes, and their laughter began again. Soon they were all skipping arm in arm, giggling as they climbed the van, giving Kyle those looks, and giggling all over again until he buried his face on his bent knees and covered his head with his arms, mumbling: “Lay off me!” angrily, as he did so. The girls took a deep breath and got back their composure. Maria kissed Michael’s cheek and got him cooperating so she could slip again under him, her hands rubbing his shoulders and as far down his back as she could reach. He sighed and she felt him relax.
- I’m glad you find it funny! I don’t! That kid can get himself hurt real bad again if he keeps on being so reckless! - Stuart hissed in Isabel’s ear.
- Welcome to Michael’s world! - Isabel whispered back and kissed his cheek.
Stuart nodded and smiled at her, shaking his head and rolling his eyes.
- Well, all I can say is that Maria has got a handful, with that boy, I guess you all have, we all have, if I’m still allowed to be included. - He said contritely.
- Why do you say that? - Isabel asked him, mystified.
- I think I may have overreacted when Kyle and Max told me what had happened. I told them they treated Michael like a toy, and they were very unfair with him. Kyle really felt bad about it but Max just looked disgusted. Guess he’s quite mad at me now. - Stuart scoffed.
Stuart had all these conflicted feelings inside him. He didn’t want Michael hurt, but what the kid did with his body was his business, and if he decided to do it with his friends, who was he to interfere? His doctor’s instincts had just got the better of him, that was all. He should keep them in check, this was a completely uncommon situation, reason enough to be dealt with it accordingly. It was taking him harder to adapt than he had thought. Michael was a tough boy, he could take care of himself, well, Max could take care of him. They really didn’t need him. They only had when Max had not been available or in top condition due to what had been at that time, an unusual unexplained situation, but that had been successfully clarified, and wouldn’t be the case again. He was just accepted because they were grateful for his help in tho-se two isolated cases, and Isabel…well, he was there for her too. Wait, the Antares scientists had accepted him completely, why should he worry so much about Max? He was the sullen king, but once he thought about it, he would see he had meant no harm, and if he became stubborn, and didn’t, he still had five of them on his side, no problems there. He noticed Isabel was giving him this amused look, almost smiling but not quite. He turned to look at her and arched his eyebrows in a silent question.
- Pretty dark thoughts, huh? - She told him.
- I need to talk to Max, I feel bad about the way I reacted, I can’t let this get any worse. It’s not fair to you guys. - Stuart said running his hand through his hair, nervously.
- It’s not necessary man, I feel exactly the same way, we just got carried away. I appreciate your being protective of Michael, we both are and being the loaded gun he is, he sure needs us both. Sorry for eavesdropping, it wasn’t really my intention…- Max’s voice was just as regretful as Stuart’s had been. - Maybe I should have left them alone, but after I saw Kyle’s…- His hesitation to identify properly the source of his concern got the girls giggling again and Kyle muttering furiously to himself. - Well, I decided I had better stay in case Michael got more than he had bargained for, and I was right. I was able to access the damaged area before the blood reached the outside and got Kyle totally freaked out. I just did my thing. He’s fine. -
Michael shifted his body so that he was now facing them, a slight wince showed on his face as he moved but he sighed and relaxed again as Maria’s hands soothed him in his sleep, massaging his back like only she could. After the generous breakfast they had had, it was 2:00 pm when they started getting hunger pangs, so they stopped at the next decent looking diner they passed by. Stuart parked in front of it and they all started stretching and getting up. Maria gently shook Michael up, then a little harder when it didn’t work, as she knew it wouldn’t. No way so she went hardcore. She slid her hand into the back of his jeans and started groping him with everyone looking on. Michael writhed and purred in a definitely sexy mood and to everyone’s surprise, especially Maria’s, Kyle pushed his hand in there beside hers too. Maria glared at him and was opening her mouth to protest when Michael’s eyes flew open and he positively identified both hands groping his butt.
- I guess you finally came to terms about you guys becoming forced family, huh? - He smirked.
- Ewww! - - Gross! - From Maria and Kyle, almost simultaneously.
- Shit! You two together almost had me coming! - Michael smirked, waiting for their reaction, which came right after.
- Michael! - They all screamed at him.
- Oh yeah, everything’s back to normal. - He said and closed his eyes again.
- Oh no, no more sleeping! We’re having a quick lunch to try and make it into Roswell at 8pm at the most. - Maria started pulling at the waist of Michael’s pants.
- Here’s the bag Laurie packed for you from the breakfast Anita cooked for us. The pancakes are great and they don’t need to be hot. There’s syrup too. - Liz place the bag within Michael’s reach.
- Yeah, I guess I’ll just settle for that. I don’t feel like moving much. -
- You ok? - Max and Stuart together, chuckling at each other.
- Yeah, just in a lazy mood, that’s all, really. Thanks. - Michael’s smile looked more like a wince.
- The gorgeous alien ass met the powerful human joystick! - That got Kyle everyone’s attention, though not exactly as the joke he had intended.
- Shut up Kyle! - Three female outraged voices snapped back at him.
- What the hell, I’m hungry! - Kyle scrambled down the van and went into the diner.
- Joystick! Hell of a way to put it! - Michael chuckled.
- I’ll kill him if I stay! - Exploded Maria and left the van too.
Isabel shook her head and turned to Michael, in a complete motherly mode.
- Hey, you sure you don’t want to come down with us? I’ll stay with you, ok? Stuart will bring something for us if you want. - She brushed the hair from his face and smiled down at him.
- No Izzy, just go ahead. The hotcakes are fine. Maybe just a cherry coke, but that’s all. Do me a favour, go check on Maria and Kyle, not a good combination right now, you know? - He half smirked, half winced and they got the idea.
- Got it! - Said Liz and pulled Max behind her towards the diner.
- I’ll get your drink and bring some stuff for you, ok? - Stuart said to Michael and then to Isabel. - Be right back. -
Once alone, Isabel caressed Michael’s cheek while her thumb ran over his lips. He kissed it.
- Are you in pain? - She asked him softly.
- As usual. - He smirked. - I’m not so good at communicating with words. I mean, I know I get through but I don’t have the finesse for the others to take it kindly, you know? With sex, there are no misunderstandings, they give, I take and if it’s a girl, then it’s the other way round. I try to make it as pleasant as possible for whoever is with me, that’s it, what can go wrong? -
- You can get hurt. - She observed.
- I can deal. I’m tough…- But he winced.
- It’s not fair to you. Or to us, we love you and we worry about you. - She persisted, not ready to give up.
- I know, you’re always there for me. I love you guys too, that’s why I can’t deny you anything I can give you. I know what you’re thinking. Kyle’s a good guy. I’m sure of that. - Michael stated.
- I know that, I’ve never doubted it. - She grew thoughtful.
- He drools over you Iz, haven’t you noticed? -
- He was up your ass Michael, he’s hooked on you! - She threw at him.
- It’s a guy thing, Isabel, so are Max and Stuart when I need them…-
- Stuart! Michael! When…? - She suddenly went dumb.
- Cool it Iz, when I was hurt, with his hands and his gadgets, that’s all! I’ve never had sex with him! I’ve felt these vibes from him a couple of times, but they weren’t so clear, anyway, he’s yours Isabel, I couldn’t interfere! - Their eyes met with such intensity that she couldn’t help lean down and take him in her arms.
- I’m sorry, Michael, I didn’t mean it that way. - The sound of footsteps approaching the van pulled them apart.
They had been having enough misunderstandings lately, and they both valued Stuart too much.
As Stuart had come into the diner, he easily located them at a table to the right. Max and Liz were sitting together while Maria and Kyle were as far apart as it was possible, with sullen looks in their faces. Stuart chose to sit between them.
- How is he? - Maria asked.
- He’s alright. Do you remember traumatic incidents that you found particularly difficult to cope with? - Stuart asked them.
- My grandmother Claudia’s death. - Said Liz immediately.
- Losing Michael when the Evans’ took us. - Said Max.
- My father leaving us. - Said Maria.
- My mother leaving us. - Said Kyle.
- Alex’s death. - They said together.
- Now think of Michael and put yourselves in his place. Answer my question for him. - Stuart told them.
It took just a few seconds for their expressions to change to one of shock.
- He’s been through a lot, too much for just one person, and at such a young age. You can’t expect him to behave like a normal guy would under the same circumstances because he is a very special boy. You wanted him Kyle, and he gave himself to you, not only just to please you, but so that you and Max would be friends again, too. He never thought about himself, he just thought about you. He didn’t care about the pain, he just wanted you guys to be ok with each other because he could feel you were unhappy and that broke him up. - Stuart could see the tears flooding their eyes.
Maria started going: “Oh my god, oh my god…” The food arrived and she raced past the waitress to the rest rooms. Stuart got up and took the cherry cola he had ordered for Michael.
- I’ll go get Isabel, Maria will be there any minute. - Stuart headed for the parking lot leaving the others deep in their thoughts.
Just as he had said, the rest room door opened and Maria rushed to the table, gathered her stuff and raced after Stuart.
He poked his head into the van to see Michael and Isabel looking relaxed and at ease.
- Here’s your cherry cola. - He said handing it to Michael who was now lying on his side. They heard pattering steps coming right behind him.
- Excuse me, may I? - Maria waited for Stuart to move aside and went of sit by Michael. - Hey, it’s ok, I’ll eat with him. - She said, squeezing Michael’s shoulder.
He turned his face and kissed her hand. She leant down and held him tight in her arms.
- Ok, then, c’mon Isabel, the food is already at the table. - He took her hand and helped her down the van.
- How did you…? - Isabel began.
- Psychology, baby, I just pulled the right strings, and she just had to come to him. They’ll be fine. She has her own way of killing him. - Stuart chuckled and Isabel whacked him up the head with a big smile.
By the time they went back to the van, all the food, leftover breakfast included, had been efficiently consumed, and Maria was barely visible under Michael who was kissing her for all he was worth. The glares from Isabel and Liz had Max and Kyle in absolute silence, now that they had gone back to their joint pranks. Max’s eyebrows were dancing up and down comically and Kyle slapped both his hands over his mouth and raced out of the van in the direction of the rest rooms.
- I think “nature” has gone a little out of whack with him lately. - Stuart observed, knowing that wasn’t what he meant at all.
The second he returned, the picture of composure, Max started the eyebrow thing again and Kyle bit his forearm as the tears ran down his eyes. Liz and Isabel punched Max’s arms one from each side making him stop immediately.
- That’s enough Max! - Snapped Isabel.
Max gave her a look of totally feigned innocence and Isabel shook her head and turned to Stuart. But Max didn’t have to do anything anymore to have Kyle back with the giggles just by looking at him.
- Will you get over it? Why don’t you just get uptight with each other again? At least you behaved like adults then. - Liz told them rolling her eyes.
- Not a bad idea, considering what it would take to bring us back together. - Kyle said giving Michael’s ass a suggestive look that had Max cracking for a change.
- You stay away from him! - Isabel’s eyes shot fire in Kyle’s direction, leaving Liz’s mouth open, ready for her own tirade, which was held back by Isabel’s.
Kyle raised his hands and went to sit at the back of the van. The next look he shared with Max had nothing to do with laughter at all.
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Stuart climbed on the driver’s seat and Isabel climbed right after him pushing him towards the passenger side.
- Hey, what’s up? - Asked Stuart perplexed.
- Well, we left Tucson at about 11am and stopped for lunch at 2pm. That means you’ve been driving 3 hours and I think the least we can do is make some driving arrangements. I’ll drive now for at least an hour, then it’s up to Max and Kyle to drive about 2 hours each which would be enough to arrive in Roswell. Michael is out of the question, because he’ll be sleeping off all the tension and stress he has been through this unexpectedly hectic week as soon as he and Maria finish sucking face, and he sure needs it. I won’t even consider Maria because she’ll have her hands literally full keeping Michael relaxed and sleeping…- Isabel was saying sensibly, while Michael and Maria keep going full tilt without the slightest sign of having heard anything at all.
- What about me? - Interrupted Liz, feeling left out.
- Sorry Liz, no offense, but you’re a little shorter than us and it would mean adjusting the seat. - Isabel explained.
Liz turned to look at Kyle, thinking it wasn’t fair cause he was shorter too, and he sent her a blazing look that said clearly: “Don’t even think of mentioning it!” Liz’s look showed that it had stung, and Kyle regretted it immediately.
- I can adjust the seat…- He grinned apologetically at Liz and she smiled back, forgiving, with a simple: “Ok.”
- I’ll need you to keep me awake. - Max told her as consolation and she nodded with a thankful smile.
Everyone settled down as soon as they started moving, and Michael let Maria sit back down on her cushions as he lay using her lap as a pillow like they had been doing all the way. Soon he was asleep and the others were dozing too. An hour later, Isabel had just about had it. She couldn’t understand how Stuart had been able to drive for 3 hours! It was absolutely trying in spite of the lack of traffic and boring in spite of the radio.
- Ok, my hour’s up! Who will it be, Kyle or Max? - She looked back through the mirror and first saw then heard Kyle snoring, totally out of action.
- It’s ok, I’ll go. - Said Max and Isabel stopped the van at the side of the road. Max and Liz took the front seat and Isabel and Stuart went to sit where Max and Liz had been. Once they were back on the road, Maria thought of asking Stuart about Michael and looked up towards them. Isabel had her head on Stuart’s shoulder and he had his head on her hair and their eyes were closed. Maria knew they couldn’t be dozing so soon, but they were getting there, and anyway, it wasn’t so urgent. About another hour went by, and Isabel woke up and had Stuart awake too.
- Max? Next diner or gas station you come to, you drive right in, ok? Cause by the time you get to one, it will have become an emergency. - Isabel said.
- Don’t worry, you’re not the only one. - Max answered her.
- Stuart, do you think Michael’s alright? I mean he seems alright but he’s sleeping so much, which is very much like him, but he keeps on moaning and squirming every now and then, you know, like he’s hurting or something…- Maria asked him.
- I guess he has reasons enough to be sore…huh? - Isabel’s elbow made him stop. - If something were wrong with him Liz would have known, right Liz? - He asked over his shoulder.
- Shhh! She’s been out for about half an hour already. Don’t wake her up! - Max whispered. -
- Sorry! - Stuart whispered back. - Max pass me my bag, ok? It’s somewhere under your legs. -
- Is Michael alright? - Max asked him as he passed the bag over the seat.
- I think so, just checking. - Stuart confirmed.
He went over and sat by the sleeping boy. He touched his face and he did feel a little warm but not alarmingly so. Just in case, with Maria’s and Isabel’s help, he took his temperature and found out it was 99.9.
- As far as I know, it’s just kind of spiking, but I better make sure it doesn’t get worse. - He rummaged into his bag and found in a corner half a strip of the suppositories he had been giving him before they came here. He detached one, peeled away the foil and very gently, inserted it. Michael just groaned and shifted a little but that and a slight wince was all the feedback they got from him as he went on sleeping. Isabel noticed Kyle had stopped snoring and turned to him to catch him closing his eyes. The talking must have woken him up. She decided to let him be, and she returned with Stuart to sit back and doze some more. Maria stayed awake, worried about Michael, and he kept fidgeting for a while but then did it less and less often until he slept quite relaxed. The medication had definitely kicked in. Max’s voice woke them up.
- Bathroom ahead! - And he drove into a gas station.
Isabel helped Maria ease herself from under Michael and they raced to the rest rooms followed by Liz. Fortunately they were reasonably clean and they had separate men and ladies. Max, Kyle and Stuart rushed into the other one. Stuart arrived first at the van and shook Michael’s shoulder gently and asked him if he needed the rest rooms.
- Nah, I’m fine…- He muttered, so they just took off.
They went back to dozing until Max’s voice caught their attention.
- Two hours, Kyle, it’s up to you now. - Isabel, Stuart and Maria turned to Kyle but he gave no signs of life. Isabel pulled out half a packet of soda crackers she had stored in her pocket and tossed it on Kyle’s head. He bolted up, eyes wide open in fright.
- Oops, sorry Kyle, didn’t mean to scare you, you’re up, that’s all. - Isabel said in a soothing voice.
- Ready here! - Said Kyle, and Max pulled over.
As they met on the way to change places, Kyle noticed Max was alone.
- Where’s Liz? - He asked.
- She’s still snoozing. Didn’t want to wake her up. - Max told him.
- Sure man, no problem. - Kyle assured him.
Max climbed on the back of the van and Kyle got on the driver’s seat. He adjusted the seat to the length of his legs and the jolt woke up Liz. She straightened up and stared at Kyle and blinked. Then she seemed to recognize him and looked around.
- Where’s Max? - She asked, disoriented.
- Back here! You were out just now when we switched. - Max called out.
- Hold it Kyle, I’m going down. - Liz moved to open the door.
- Just keep Kyle company, ok? Make sure he stays awake. I’ll take a snooze back here. - Max suggested.
- Oh, sure, ok. - Liz agreed.
Max stretched out on his back with his arms crossed over his chest along the back of the van and was soon snoring softly.
- That was fast! I guess we are all really stressed out! - Exclaimed Isabel.
- He’s better now, huh? - Liz said as she leant over the back of the seat, gazing at Michael.
- We wanted to ask you but we didn’t want to wake you up. - Maria said.
- I felt he was uncomfortable and I was trying to wake up to let you know, but then I felt Stuart’s vibes and I knew he would be ok. Thanks. - Liz said patting Stuart’s shoulder.
Stuart patted her hand smiling.
- Liz? - Isabel asked visibly stiffening. - This is so stupid! It just hit me that that night at the mall when we heard the shooting, we just went berserk like everyone else and all we should have done to find out about Michael was ask you! We were so scared that it didn’t cross my mind at the time! -
- And I was praying you wouldn’t! - Liz answered.
- You knew Michael was hurt, why didn’t you just told us? - Isabel demanded.
- I knew he was hurt, and he was in pain, but I didn’t feel it life threatening. I thought I would just make things worse if I told you and I was thankful that my empathy with him had been absolutely forgotten at the time. It was better that way until Max could get to him. Your communication with him was all we needed and it made us all feel better, myself included. When I get scared, it gets a little out of whack, you know? - Liz frowned.
- Yeah, we were all completely freaked out that night! You were right Liz,
we would have gone nuts if you had confirmed he had been shot. - Isabel agreed.
Michael snuggled and gave a soft moan, and they all turned to look at him.
- He’s ok, just getting comfortable. - Confirmed Liz, as she was getting very guilty vibes coming from Kyle.
Liz reached over and squeezed Kyle’s arm, nodding. He nodded back and turned to look ahead, relieved by her words. She got one of those night programmes where you call and ask questions and some can be real funny as others can be real sick. It had Kyle and Liz awake laughing and frowning according to the situations. The rest were just passed out and before they knew it, they saw the “Welcome to Roswell” sign. As soon as they were in the city itself, Kyle parked and Liz shook Stuart and Isabel awake. They woke up Maria and Max, and Kyle turned to them.
- Where to? -
- Michael’s. I have to put him to bed. - Said Maria.
- Ok, we can pick up some pizzas and ice cream before we call it a night. That ok with everyone? - Max suggested and they all agreed.
By the time they arrived at Michael’s with the food, it only took Maria a couple of well directed pinches and Michael’s eyes opened as he snarled trying to pull away from her hard fingernails.
- Maria, please! - He begged.
- Ok, get up then, Spaceboy, or face my wrath! - Maria threatened.
- That’s not my face! - Michael grunted as he pushed up with a whine and she maneuvered him towards the door. Once inside, Michael made a dash for the bathroom. When he came out he turned to the guys.
- Shit! I was about to pee in my pants! Why the hell didn’t we stop somewhere on the way? -
- We did, I asked you and you said you were fine! - Stuart assured him.
- Don’t believe anything I say when I’m half asleep, dude. - Michael had Stuart laughing out loud.
Soon they were all attacking the food and calling their homes to have their parents stop worrying. After Tess’s surprise reappearance and the adoption of Max’s presumed son, Max had returned to his adoptive parents’ home, his bed in his old room much more comfortable than Michael’s lumpy couch.
They had been so used to being just next door to each other this last week that they were finding it hard to go back home and feel the others so far away. Maria, particularly, didn’t want to leave Michael alone. She put him to bed just as she had threatened, and sat there beside him rubbing his back and looking wistful.
- Hey Maria, Stuart is giving everyone a ride home. C’mon. - Liz said, standing at the door with Max.
- I don’t want to leave him alone. - She whined.
- I’ll stay with him. Don’t worry. I don’t need to go home. - Max said.
He took his cell phone from his pocket and called his father and told him that Michael had had a touch of fever and he thought it would be better if he stayed with him. That was it. Maria rushed to him and hugged him. Stuart came into the room with his bag and checked Michael again. His temperature had gone down to 99.6 which wasn’t that bad, so Stuart decided to assure him a good night’s sleep. He tore the foil and pushed the medication into the boy. Michael twisted his body and the lubrication that Stuart had used for the thermometer eased his finger deeper than he had expected. The jolts of electricity climbed through his arm all the way to his brain in what he would identify as a “mental orgasm”. He went into a total arrest and didn’t want to move away. He tried to keep his eyes open but he was finding it hard to stay in control. Max knew what was happening to him and he squeezed his arm bringing him out of it. Stuart sighed, privately thanking Max and slid out of Michael as slowly as he could, reluctant to lose the tight contact. He noticed the boy was breathing hard, and also reluctant to let him go, but he pulled out just the same.
- You’ll be fine…- He whispered in a voice he failed to recognize as his own.
Before he could stop himself, he reached out and squeezed Michael buttock, and felt the jolts again but much milder. “Oh yes, that’s what Isabel calls the Michael Vibes” he thought. “Kyle must have gone out of his mind.” He got up slowly, very self conscious of what had just happened to him. He walked towards the door and announced:
- Well, who’s coming? - And they all filed after him leaving Max to close the door.
Once they were gone, Max went to Michael and brushed his hair out of his face, caressing his warm cheek with the back of his fingers.
- You ok, kid? - He asked him affectionately, as he just sighed and smirked for an answer.
Max smiled and was thinking he just might manage to make the couch a little less lumpy with his powers, when Michael purred and Max watched how his body, which was spread out all over the bed, moved towards the left leaving him room enough to stretch out and spoon into his side. Max took the invitation willingly, and put out the lights with a wave of his hand. He slid one arm under Michael and wrapped the other one over his back. Michael purred again and shifted his hips so that he ground his ass into Max’s crotch. Max pulled Michael’s back towards his front and buried his face in Michael’s soft hair, his knees straddling Michael’s nearest thigh, as he spread them wider to receive Max between them. Soon they were fast asleep, in the safety and warmth of each other’s bodies.
Stuart climbed on the driver’s seat and Isabel climbed right after him pushing him towards the passenger side.
- Hey, what’s up? - Asked Stuart perplexed.
- Well, we left Tucson at about 11am and stopped for lunch at 2pm. That means you’ve been driving 3 hours and I think the least we can do is make some driving arrangements. I’ll drive now for at least an hour, then it’s up to Max and Kyle to drive about 2 hours each which would be enough to arrive in Roswell. Michael is out of the question, because he’ll be sleeping off all the tension and stress he has been through this unexpectedly hectic week as soon as he and Maria finish sucking face, and he sure needs it. I won’t even consider Maria because she’ll have her hands literally full keeping Michael relaxed and sleeping…- Isabel was saying sensibly, while Michael and Maria keep going full tilt without the slightest sign of having heard anything at all.
- What about me? - Interrupted Liz, feeling left out.
- Sorry Liz, no offense, but you’re a little shorter than us and it would mean adjusting the seat. - Isabel explained.
Liz turned to look at Kyle, thinking it wasn’t fair cause he was shorter too, and he sent her a blazing look that said clearly: “Don’t even think of mentioning it!” Liz’s look showed that it had stung, and Kyle regretted it immediately.
- I can adjust the seat…- He grinned apologetically at Liz and she smiled back, forgiving, with a simple: “Ok.”
- I’ll need you to keep me awake. - Max told her as consolation and she nodded with a thankful smile.
Everyone settled down as soon as they started moving, and Michael let Maria sit back down on her cushions as he lay using her lap as a pillow like they had been doing all the way. Soon he was asleep and the others were dozing too. An hour later, Isabel had just about had it. She couldn’t understand how Stuart had been able to drive for 3 hours! It was absolutely trying in spite of the lack of traffic and boring in spite of the radio.
- Ok, my hour’s up! Who will it be, Kyle or Max? - She looked back through the mirror and first saw then heard Kyle snoring, totally out of action.
- It’s ok, I’ll go. - Said Max and Isabel stopped the van at the side of the road. Max and Liz took the front seat and Isabel and Stuart went to sit where Max and Liz had been. Once they were back on the road, Maria thought of asking Stuart about Michael and looked up towards them. Isabel had her head on Stuart’s shoulder and he had his head on her hair and their eyes were closed. Maria knew they couldn’t be dozing so soon, but they were getting there, and anyway, it wasn’t so urgent. About another hour went by, and Isabel woke up and had Stuart awake too.
- Max? Next diner or gas station you come to, you drive right in, ok? Cause by the time you get to one, it will have become an emergency. - Isabel said.
- Don’t worry, you’re not the only one. - Max answered her.
- Stuart, do you think Michael’s alright? I mean he seems alright but he’s sleeping so much, which is very much like him, but he keeps on moaning and squirming every now and then, you know, like he’s hurting or something…- Maria asked him.
- I guess he has reasons enough to be sore…huh? - Isabel’s elbow made him stop. - If something were wrong with him Liz would have known, right Liz? - He asked over his shoulder.
- Shhh! She’s been out for about half an hour already. Don’t wake her up! - Max whispered. -
- Sorry! - Stuart whispered back. - Max pass me my bag, ok? It’s somewhere under your legs. -
- Is Michael alright? - Max asked him as he passed the bag over the seat.
- I think so, just checking. - Stuart confirmed.
He went over and sat by the sleeping boy. He touched his face and he did feel a little warm but not alarmingly so. Just in case, with Maria’s and Isabel’s help, he took his temperature and found out it was 99.9.
- As far as I know, it’s just kind of spiking, but I better make sure it doesn’t get worse. - He rummaged into his bag and found in a corner half a strip of the suppositories he had been giving him before they came here. He detached one, peeled away the foil and very gently, inserted it. Michael just groaned and shifted a little but that and a slight wince was all the feedback they got from him as he went on sleeping. Isabel noticed Kyle had stopped snoring and turned to him to catch him closing his eyes. The talking must have woken him up. She decided to let him be, and she returned with Stuart to sit back and doze some more. Maria stayed awake, worried about Michael, and he kept fidgeting for a while but then did it less and less often until he slept quite relaxed. The medication had definitely kicked in. Max’s voice woke them up.
- Bathroom ahead! - And he drove into a gas station.
Isabel helped Maria ease herself from under Michael and they raced to the rest rooms followed by Liz. Fortunately they were reasonably clean and they had separate men and ladies. Max, Kyle and Stuart rushed into the other one. Stuart arrived first at the van and shook Michael’s shoulder gently and asked him if he needed the rest rooms.
- Nah, I’m fine…- He muttered, so they just took off.
They went back to dozing until Max’s voice caught their attention.
- Two hours, Kyle, it’s up to you now. - Isabel, Stuart and Maria turned to Kyle but he gave no signs of life. Isabel pulled out half a packet of soda crackers she had stored in her pocket and tossed it on Kyle’s head. He bolted up, eyes wide open in fright.
- Oops, sorry Kyle, didn’t mean to scare you, you’re up, that’s all. - Isabel said in a soothing voice.
- Ready here! - Said Kyle, and Max pulled over.
As they met on the way to change places, Kyle noticed Max was alone.
- Where’s Liz? - He asked.
- She’s still snoozing. Didn’t want to wake her up. - Max told him.
- Sure man, no problem. - Kyle assured him.
Max climbed on the back of the van and Kyle got on the driver’s seat. He adjusted the seat to the length of his legs and the jolt woke up Liz. She straightened up and stared at Kyle and blinked. Then she seemed to recognize him and looked around.
- Where’s Max? - She asked, disoriented.
- Back here! You were out just now when we switched. - Max called out.
- Hold it Kyle, I’m going down. - Liz moved to open the door.
- Just keep Kyle company, ok? Make sure he stays awake. I’ll take a snooze back here. - Max suggested.
- Oh, sure, ok. - Liz agreed.
Max stretched out on his back with his arms crossed over his chest along the back of the van and was soon snoring softly.
- That was fast! I guess we are all really stressed out! - Exclaimed Isabel.
- He’s better now, huh? - Liz said as she leant over the back of the seat, gazing at Michael.
- We wanted to ask you but we didn’t want to wake you up. - Maria said.
- I felt he was uncomfortable and I was trying to wake up to let you know, but then I felt Stuart’s vibes and I knew he would be ok. Thanks. - Liz said patting Stuart’s shoulder.
Stuart patted her hand smiling.
- Liz? - Isabel asked visibly stiffening. - This is so stupid! It just hit me that that night at the mall when we heard the shooting, we just went berserk like everyone else and all we should have done to find out about Michael was ask you! We were so scared that it didn’t cross my mind at the time! -
- And I was praying you wouldn’t! - Liz answered.
- You knew Michael was hurt, why didn’t you just told us? - Isabel demanded.
- I knew he was hurt, and he was in pain, but I didn’t feel it life threatening. I thought I would just make things worse if I told you and I was thankful that my empathy with him had been absolutely forgotten at the time. It was better that way until Max could get to him. Your communication with him was all we needed and it made us all feel better, myself included. When I get scared, it gets a little out of whack, you know? - Liz frowned.
- Yeah, we were all completely freaked out that night! You were right Liz,
we would have gone nuts if you had confirmed he had been shot. - Isabel agreed.
Michael snuggled and gave a soft moan, and they all turned to look at him.
- He’s ok, just getting comfortable. - Confirmed Liz, as she was getting very guilty vibes coming from Kyle.
Liz reached over and squeezed Kyle’s arm, nodding. He nodded back and turned to look ahead, relieved by her words. She got one of those night programmes where you call and ask questions and some can be real funny as others can be real sick. It had Kyle and Liz awake laughing and frowning according to the situations. The rest were just passed out and before they knew it, they saw the “Welcome to Roswell” sign. As soon as they were in the city itself, Kyle parked and Liz shook Stuart and Isabel awake. They woke up Maria and Max, and Kyle turned to them.
- Where to? -
- Michael’s. I have to put him to bed. - Said Maria.
- Ok, we can pick up some pizzas and ice cream before we call it a night. That ok with everyone? - Max suggested and they all agreed.
By the time they arrived at Michael’s with the food, it only took Maria a couple of well directed pinches and Michael’s eyes opened as he snarled trying to pull away from her hard fingernails.
- Maria, please! - He begged.
- Ok, get up then, Spaceboy, or face my wrath! - Maria threatened.
- That’s not my face! - Michael grunted as he pushed up with a whine and she maneuvered him towards the door. Once inside, Michael made a dash for the bathroom. When he came out he turned to the guys.
- Shit! I was about to pee in my pants! Why the hell didn’t we stop somewhere on the way? -
- We did, I asked you and you said you were fine! - Stuart assured him.
- Don’t believe anything I say when I’m half asleep, dude. - Michael had Stuart laughing out loud.
Soon they were all attacking the food and calling their homes to have their parents stop worrying. After Tess’s surprise reappearance and the adoption of Max’s presumed son, Max had returned to his adoptive parents’ home, his bed in his old room much more comfortable than Michael’s lumpy couch.
They had been so used to being just next door to each other this last week that they were finding it hard to go back home and feel the others so far away. Maria, particularly, didn’t want to leave Michael alone. She put him to bed just as she had threatened, and sat there beside him rubbing his back and looking wistful.
- Hey Maria, Stuart is giving everyone a ride home. C’mon. - Liz said, standing at the door with Max.
- I don’t want to leave him alone. - She whined.
- I’ll stay with him. Don’t worry. I don’t need to go home. - Max said.
He took his cell phone from his pocket and called his father and told him that Michael had had a touch of fever and he thought it would be better if he stayed with him. That was it. Maria rushed to him and hugged him. Stuart came into the room with his bag and checked Michael again. His temperature had gone down to 99.6 which wasn’t that bad, so Stuart decided to assure him a good night’s sleep. He tore the foil and pushed the medication into the boy. Michael twisted his body and the lubrication that Stuart had used for the thermometer eased his finger deeper than he had expected. The jolts of electricity climbed through his arm all the way to his brain in what he would identify as a “mental orgasm”. He went into a total arrest and didn’t want to move away. He tried to keep his eyes open but he was finding it hard to stay in control. Max knew what was happening to him and he squeezed his arm bringing him out of it. Stuart sighed, privately thanking Max and slid out of Michael as slowly as he could, reluctant to lose the tight contact. He noticed the boy was breathing hard, and also reluctant to let him go, but he pulled out just the same.
- You’ll be fine…- He whispered in a voice he failed to recognize as his own.
Before he could stop himself, he reached out and squeezed Michael buttock, and felt the jolts again but much milder. “Oh yes, that’s what Isabel calls the Michael Vibes” he thought. “Kyle must have gone out of his mind.” He got up slowly, very self conscious of what had just happened to him. He walked towards the door and announced:
- Well, who’s coming? - And they all filed after him leaving Max to close the door.
Once they were gone, Max went to Michael and brushed his hair out of his face, caressing his warm cheek with the back of his fingers.
- You ok, kid? - He asked him affectionately, as he just sighed and smirked for an answer.
Max smiled and was thinking he just might manage to make the couch a little less lumpy with his powers, when Michael purred and Max watched how his body, which was spread out all over the bed, moved towards the left leaving him room enough to stretch out and spoon into his side. Max took the invitation willingly, and put out the lights with a wave of his hand. He slid one arm under Michael and wrapped the other one over his back. Michael purred again and shifted his hips so that he ground his ass into Max’s crotch. Max pulled Michael’s back towards his front and buried his face in Michael’s soft hair, his knees straddling Michael’s nearest thigh, as he spread them wider to receive Max between them. Soon they were fast asleep, in the safety and warmth of each other’s bodies.
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Chapter 122
Stuart dropped first Liz and then Maria home. Things went more or less the same at their homes. Liz’s parents came to give her a big hug and ask her how it went. She told then she had a great time, that the house was simply beautiful. That she would tell them everything next day cause she was dog tired after the long drive and she wanted to be up early tomorrow. Almost the same with Maria, Amy was there waiting for her with Jim Valenti. When Maria told him Stuart was driving Kyle home, he took off in a hurry to be there to welcome him home.
Next Stuart dropped Kyle home. He climbed down from the back and shoved his hand through the passenger window, under Isabel’s nose. Stuart shook it and then Kyle patted her arm.
- See you guys, had a great time. Thanks for everything Stuart. -
- My pleasure, really. - Stuart smiled as they watched him race up to his house and wave from the door.
Kyle looked around for his father and turned to the tube, knowing he surely had been at Amy’s and Maria’s arrival had sent him back home. Only about 5 minutes later, he heard him arriving. He got up to meet him and after a big hug, they sat down on the couch to give Jim a briefing of what had happened during the week.
Stuart headed for Isabel’s apartment, but a couple of blocks before, he parked in a small sidestreet. Isabel leant over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
- Thank you Stuart, I wouldn’t have gone there without you, honest. - Isabel told him with a small sad smile.
- Nothing has changed, Isabel, I will always be here for you no matter what, whenever you need me. And for Michael too, he’s very special to me. If it weren’t for him, I would have never met you and I would still think poor cousin Brody was a total nut case! - He chuckled as he delivered the last part.
Isabel couldn’t help joining in giggling, though it didn’t last and she turned thoughtful.
- What is it? - He asked, intrigued.
- I’m worried about my marriage. I hate to prove everyone right if we break up, but we have come to a point where I see no other way out. The whole thing was wrong from the start, hiding from everyone, my parents not approving, Max and Michael doing everything they could to make me change my mind. Jesse finding out months after we were married and he was very upset that I hadn’t trusted him, I know he still can’t forgive me. He seemed to be on our side when we were in trouble, but now with the new information that Agent Suzanne Duff gave us, I don’t know what to think. Langley insisted that I have to handle it very carefully for all our sakes, and just by myself, no one must interfere, because I must keep him on our sides no matter what. I know what I must do, but I don’t know how! - She covered her face with her hands and sobbed.
- Isabel, is there any possible way in which I can help you, because if there is, you can be sure I will…- He offered.
- No Stuart, there isn’t. I’m alone in this, I must find the way to do the right thing, to keep all of us safe. I will, don’t worry, I’m already working on it. -
- You’ll do fine Isabel, you’ll see. You are a very sensible person and I’m sure you’ll take the correct decision, I’m totally sure of that. - He assured her.
- Thank you Stuart. Well, I must go, I don’t want to but I must. - This time it was Stuart who leant over and took her in his arms.
They kissed until they could hardly breathe, and then Isabel gently slid away from him and squeezed his hand. Stuart sighed and drove her to her apartment. She climbed down and hurried to the building, turning to wave shortly as he took off. Isabel opened her door to find Jesse standing by the window.
- Who was that? - He asked in a not very pleasant tone.
- Kyle, we rented one of his boss’ vans so we could go altogether and he had to take it back right away. - She had that one ready, just in case.
- Where are the other ones? - He sounded suspicious.
- We already dropped them home, I was the last one on the way to the garage. - Isabel answered convincingly.
Jesse took her bag and dumped it on the sofa, then he turned to Isabel and took her in his arms.
- I missed you, next time you’ll definitely come with me. - He said.
He kissed her but Isabel’s eyes stayed open, her mind somewhere else. She kissed him back automatically, and she guessed he had sensed it by the way he stiffened and pulled away from her.
- How was your trip? - She asked with an absolute lack of interest.
- Oh, the usual, work all day, dinner after, with the colleagues, hotel room, TV till I dropped. Met some guys who are working in Boston. They say there are a lot of opportunities there, they’ll keep in touch. -
- Great, what about that letter, the one the messenger brought, did you answer it? He said it was urgent…- She didn’t want to sound anxious but she needed to know.
- Oh that, must’ve been a mistake. The address was right but it wasn’t for me. The “J” before Ramirez could have been for Juan or Jose, who knows? I just sent it back to the post office with a “Wrong address” label. What about your trip? - He asked in a tone that made it sound like a police interrogation.
- It was alright. - She said matter of factly.
- Just that? You were there for a whole week and I remember you saying the place was gorgeous. You must have had a blast. - Isabel thought he sounded like her father.
- Well, the last time I was there, a friend died and Michael was shot, so being there made me somewhat sad, I’m over that now. It was quite different this time. - She gave him a small smile.
- No alien problems? - He said it as if he knew something and was trying to find out if she was lying.
- The usual share, you know Michael, he’s a magnet for trouble. He got shot again at a mugging in a gas station, but managed to hide and Max healed him, that was all. - She told him, sounding as bored as she could.
- What about the girl, the owner of the mansion…- He wondered.
- What about her? - Isabel was confused.
- How did she react to Max’s healing Michael? - He asked.
- You know she knows, Jesse, she’s kind of Michael’s sister, you asked me about her and the time we had been there before when I told you about the invitation. - She said, condescendingly.
- Oh, yeah, I had forgotten. - Isabel knew he hadn’t, he was just trying to find out more about it that she may have left out. - I’m starving, let’s just order something, ok? I don’t feel like going out. - He said, and Isabel agreed.
Next morning, Liz woke up as usual a couple of minutes before her alarm clock started buzzing. She called Maria just in case, and Amy told her she was already in the shower and would be there shortly. Liz showered quickly and by the time she got down to the Crashdown, she heard Maria’s car screeching at the parking lot. They went through the early breakfast rush unscathed, and then Liz’s father, shooed them away so they could be early at school since they had already missed classes yesterday. The Jetta arrived at Michael’s and Maria opened the door with her key. The place was silent.
- Michael is still asleep, but Max isn’t. - Liz said.
They walked quietly to the bedroom and were surprised to find both of them in Michael’s bed. They had expected to find Max on the couch and when he wasn’t there, they presumed he was showering. Michael was lying kind of sideways, facing the door, one arm stretched up over his head, his other hand on his upper arm and his cheek on it. But what really caught their eyes were his hips shoved against Max’s lap. Max lay behind him, spooned against him, his upper body raised on his elbow while he rubbed Michael’s ribs all the way down to his hip and back. A gasp from the girls had him raising his eyes to them with a guilty look.
- Max! You…you…- Maria couldn’t finish the sentence.
- No! He’s slept all night without waking up once! I just stayed with him to make sure he was ok! - He said defensively.
- It’s true, Maria. They haven’t done anything but sleep. - Liz confirmed his words.
- You mean he hasn’t even tried to…- Again she couldn’t go on.
- Yes, a few times in his sleep, but I stayed still and he relaxed again. - Max told her, nodding.
- He’s beginning to wake up. - Liz said.
- Max? - Michael whispered in a voice husky with sleep.
- Hey, man, I’m right here, you ok? - Max said in a soothing voice, his hand running down his side.
- Max, please…- Michael pleaded, and they didn’t need Liz’s empathy to know what he wanted.
- Michael, we don’t have time, we have to go to school today…- Max tried to convince him.
- Max, please, I need you…- He begged, breathing heavily.
- Michael, Maria…- Max began.
- Maria? Maria! - Michael called her.
She rushed to him and knelt on the floor beside him, caressing his cheek and squeezing his hand. Michael needed no further encouragement and he wrapped her in his arms and before Maria knew what was happening, he had got her in bed with him, rolled over her and her clothes had vanished. Michael had pushed his thighs between hers, his hands were on her breasts and as his lips searched for hers, he had another request.
- Max…-
Max felt he was in the tightest spot he had found himself lately. He felt Liz’s eyes on him and he turned to face her. Liz nodded to him and he arched his eyebrows in surprise. She nodded again, so he shrugged and with her permission, he just went ahead.
- Michael? - Maria whispered confused after she heard him call Max’s name.
- That’s what you wanted, right? - He said before he found her lips and pushed his tongue into her mouth.
- Michael, so you have that lube…- Max wondered.
- Bathroom, jar with green cap. - Michael managed from the corner of his mouth as Maria’s fingers buried in his hair and her other hand raked his back.
This time it was Max who nodded his silent request to Liz, and she brought the said jar in a matter of seconds. She handed it to Max and he opened it, perceiving immediately the pungent scent of menthol. He smiled, remembering the astounding effects and Liz was trying the place the info she was receiving. Max pulled his monster out of the fly of his sweat pants and used a generous glob of the stuff on himself, then wiped what was left on his finger, deep into Michael, who growled and squeezed, making sure it all stayed inside him. Maria saw him wince and guessed what Max was about. She felt his rising erection pushing at her mound and felt Michael’s hard muscles tightening as she held him in her arms. Max, without the slightest hesitation, had plunged into him, enjoying the fiery icy feeling of the lube as he buried deep rather forcefully until their bodies were jammed together. Michael hissed and clenched against Max’s invasion ravishing his still chafed insides. He hadn’t expected him to be so rough. He braced himself up on his knees not to crush Maria and protested.
- Owww, Max! Watch it for Maria, ok? - He reminded him.
- Oh, yes, sorry, so sorry…- He managed, shaking his head regretfully.
He felt Michael pushing back against him, and he knew he couldn’t get any deeper. He was in all the way, and he also knew Michael definitely wasn’t trying to get him away from him. Why was he pushing back?
- Max, let me get into Maria…- Michael groaned painfully.
- Oh! Oh, sorry, I thought you were already there. - He started moving back and Michael went along with him, not wanting to lose contact yet. Then very slowly, Michael started going into her with ecstatic results. Maria’s nails dug into his butt and pulled him to her, but he gritted his teeth and went at his own pace in spite of her insistence. Knowing from his experience from their threesomes with Isabel, Max held his ground and let Michael set the pace. He started sliding out of Maria and impaling himself on Max, who thrust into him to get him there faster, and Michael ground hard against him as they came together. Then back slowly into Maria and back hard against Max. Maria was feeling the force of two alien males, one inside her and the other inside her lover and the results were amazing! Her head was thrown back and her mouth was wide open in a silent scream of pleasure, Max was behaving exactly as Maria, as Liz watched their interaction with a mixture of envy and longing. Michael’s eyes were shut tight and his lips were parted, he kept biting into the lower one and releasing it with an “ahhh” as he went into Maria to bite it again when he backed into Max. Liz felt left out as she had a few times at the hospital, and immediately, a hand closed around hers, and their fingers interlocked, as the Michael vibes completely surrounded her with the contact, making her a part of the lovemaking. She knew what they were feeling without the least doubt, Maria’s shivers as she felt Michael sliding into her with the gentleness that characterized him, Max’s feelings as he sheathed his huge cock inside Michael’s vice-like grip, on purpose, to make Max forcibly open his tight passage and enhance their pleasure with the pain it caused him. Michael’s pain and pleasure fighting for control and neither quite making it, driving him out of his mind, wanting both just as much. Now Maria knew what Isabel had meant when she said that Michael moved different when he was full, and Liz found out through Maria. Yes, he twisted his hips in this sexy way when he wanted Max to rub his prostate and in a totally different way when he wanted him to shove straight up, deep in, then he did this sideways lazy rocking thing that Maria had felt for the first time and was just loving it. There was also that moment when he ground his ass back against Max, driving him up to the hilt, and only the head of his cock was inside Maria, kind of hovering, making her guess when he was going to start sliding back in, as he swayed in the opposite direction Max was moving, to increase the pleasure, and suddenly, when she least expected it, he began returning into her, as he felt Max sliding out of him just as slowly, and now it was the head of Max’s cock that kept jabbing shortly, sometimes coming completely out, to force it back in, coaxing him to let him deep in again. Max and Michael were used to that hot play, but the girls were finding it exotically new and mysteriously foreign. Then Maria’s sharp nails went deeper into Michael’s flesh, demanding a change of pace and Michael obliged. Now he slid in and out of her just as fast, so that Max was ramming him hard at the same speed. Michael was feeling his orgasm hard to stop and was holding back all he could, his balls throbbing painfully, but he was somehow dealing. They kept it up enjoying it tremendously, and then Max covered Maria’s hands with his, driving her nails in deeper still, and holding Michael in place, rose over him and pressed into his prostate mercilessly everytime he thrust into him. Michael started whimpering unable to stop himself and Max changed into deep penetrations but it was too late, and Michael came hard, triggering Maria who was there for the second time. Max let himself go, and after 6 deep long strokes, he started shooting into Michael in short jabs which had Michael shuddering and sobbing with each burst of hot cum coating his hurting insides. The alien aftermath hit them, and they blended into one, making Liz feel as if Michael was inside her too, but at the same time she willingly shared Max’s pleasure, feeling she was deep inside Michael at the same time. He reached out to her and she felt his sensitive insides squeezing her soul and she sent all her love back to him. Michael responded with this vibe that left her tingling all over in an orgasm just for her, from him. Max and Maria felt their connection pouring over them and loved them both for it. They floated in this sea of pleasure until their essences recovered their individuality and returned to their own bodies, opening their eyes and finding themselves where they really were: Maria under Michael, Max kneeling behind Michael deep inside him, and Liz slumped beside the bed holding Michael’s hand. Very slowly and reluctantly, Liz let go of him, Maria felt Michael coming out of her and whispered to him the need of her clothes, which he somehow managed to return, before she pulled her fingernails out of him and slithered off the bed to sit beside Liz. Max started pulling out, but Michael’s gasp made him stop. He was still more than half erect and he concentrated making the blood filling his cock to ebb slowly back into his body, beginning to slide smoothly out of his tight constriction. Max used his healing powers to turn his cum into the soothing balm Michael’s insides needed, and then asked him about the bloody crescents Maria’s nails had left on his buttocks. Michael shook his head no, and Max had to let them be. Once he was completely out of him, he pushed his hands under Michael’s hips and pulled him back with him, off the bed, then wrapping his arm around his waist, he helped him to the bathroom where he lead him into the shower stall. Liz and Maria watched from the door as Max soaped and rinsed Michael’s body with such love and gentleness, especially as he washed the bloody cuts that he hadn’t let him heal. He frowned with each moan and jerk he caused, and then carefully rinsed him and handed him over to Liz and Maria to dry and dress, back in the bedroom while Max showered with his usual speed and came out of the bathroom fully dressed. They grabbed a quick breakfast with had the girls had brought from the Crashdown, knowing Michael’s kitchen was empty after the trip.
- Maria, why did you leave? Why didn’t you stay? - Michael asked her.
- Yeah, why did you? I could hardly sleep with his moans of “Maria, Maria!” every time I managed to get to snooze. - Max asked her too.
- I had to smooth it out with my mom. You know that…-
- Yeah, sure, I know. - Michael smirked, knowing she was right.
Stuart dropped first Liz and then Maria home. Things went more or less the same at their homes. Liz’s parents came to give her a big hug and ask her how it went. She told then she had a great time, that the house was simply beautiful. That she would tell them everything next day cause she was dog tired after the long drive and she wanted to be up early tomorrow. Almost the same with Maria, Amy was there waiting for her with Jim Valenti. When Maria told him Stuart was driving Kyle home, he took off in a hurry to be there to welcome him home.
Next Stuart dropped Kyle home. He climbed down from the back and shoved his hand through the passenger window, under Isabel’s nose. Stuart shook it and then Kyle patted her arm.
- See you guys, had a great time. Thanks for everything Stuart. -
- My pleasure, really. - Stuart smiled as they watched him race up to his house and wave from the door.
Kyle looked around for his father and turned to the tube, knowing he surely had been at Amy’s and Maria’s arrival had sent him back home. Only about 5 minutes later, he heard him arriving. He got up to meet him and after a big hug, they sat down on the couch to give Jim a briefing of what had happened during the week.
Stuart headed for Isabel’s apartment, but a couple of blocks before, he parked in a small sidestreet. Isabel leant over and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
- Thank you Stuart, I wouldn’t have gone there without you, honest. - Isabel told him with a small sad smile.
- Nothing has changed, Isabel, I will always be here for you no matter what, whenever you need me. And for Michael too, he’s very special to me. If it weren’t for him, I would have never met you and I would still think poor cousin Brody was a total nut case! - He chuckled as he delivered the last part.
Isabel couldn’t help joining in giggling, though it didn’t last and she turned thoughtful.
- What is it? - He asked, intrigued.
- I’m worried about my marriage. I hate to prove everyone right if we break up, but we have come to a point where I see no other way out. The whole thing was wrong from the start, hiding from everyone, my parents not approving, Max and Michael doing everything they could to make me change my mind. Jesse finding out months after we were married and he was very upset that I hadn’t trusted him, I know he still can’t forgive me. He seemed to be on our side when we were in trouble, but now with the new information that Agent Suzanne Duff gave us, I don’t know what to think. Langley insisted that I have to handle it very carefully for all our sakes, and just by myself, no one must interfere, because I must keep him on our sides no matter what. I know what I must do, but I don’t know how! - She covered her face with her hands and sobbed.
- Isabel, is there any possible way in which I can help you, because if there is, you can be sure I will…- He offered.
- No Stuart, there isn’t. I’m alone in this, I must find the way to do the right thing, to keep all of us safe. I will, don’t worry, I’m already working on it. -
- You’ll do fine Isabel, you’ll see. You are a very sensible person and I’m sure you’ll take the correct decision, I’m totally sure of that. - He assured her.
- Thank you Stuart. Well, I must go, I don’t want to but I must. - This time it was Stuart who leant over and took her in his arms.
They kissed until they could hardly breathe, and then Isabel gently slid away from him and squeezed his hand. Stuart sighed and drove her to her apartment. She climbed down and hurried to the building, turning to wave shortly as he took off. Isabel opened her door to find Jesse standing by the window.
- Who was that? - He asked in a not very pleasant tone.
- Kyle, we rented one of his boss’ vans so we could go altogether and he had to take it back right away. - She had that one ready, just in case.
- Where are the other ones? - He sounded suspicious.
- We already dropped them home, I was the last one on the way to the garage. - Isabel answered convincingly.
Jesse took her bag and dumped it on the sofa, then he turned to Isabel and took her in his arms.
- I missed you, next time you’ll definitely come with me. - He said.
He kissed her but Isabel’s eyes stayed open, her mind somewhere else. She kissed him back automatically, and she guessed he had sensed it by the way he stiffened and pulled away from her.
- How was your trip? - She asked with an absolute lack of interest.
- Oh, the usual, work all day, dinner after, with the colleagues, hotel room, TV till I dropped. Met some guys who are working in Boston. They say there are a lot of opportunities there, they’ll keep in touch. -
- Great, what about that letter, the one the messenger brought, did you answer it? He said it was urgent…- She didn’t want to sound anxious but she needed to know.
- Oh that, must’ve been a mistake. The address was right but it wasn’t for me. The “J” before Ramirez could have been for Juan or Jose, who knows? I just sent it back to the post office with a “Wrong address” label. What about your trip? - He asked in a tone that made it sound like a police interrogation.
- It was alright. - She said matter of factly.
- Just that? You were there for a whole week and I remember you saying the place was gorgeous. You must have had a blast. - Isabel thought he sounded like her father.
- Well, the last time I was there, a friend died and Michael was shot, so being there made me somewhat sad, I’m over that now. It was quite different this time. - She gave him a small smile.
- No alien problems? - He said it as if he knew something and was trying to find out if she was lying.
- The usual share, you know Michael, he’s a magnet for trouble. He got shot again at a mugging in a gas station, but managed to hide and Max healed him, that was all. - She told him, sounding as bored as she could.
- What about the girl, the owner of the mansion…- He wondered.
- What about her? - Isabel was confused.
- How did she react to Max’s healing Michael? - He asked.
- You know she knows, Jesse, she’s kind of Michael’s sister, you asked me about her and the time we had been there before when I told you about the invitation. - She said, condescendingly.
- Oh, yeah, I had forgotten. - Isabel knew he hadn’t, he was just trying to find out more about it that she may have left out. - I’m starving, let’s just order something, ok? I don’t feel like going out. - He said, and Isabel agreed.
Next morning, Liz woke up as usual a couple of minutes before her alarm clock started buzzing. She called Maria just in case, and Amy told her she was already in the shower and would be there shortly. Liz showered quickly and by the time she got down to the Crashdown, she heard Maria’s car screeching at the parking lot. They went through the early breakfast rush unscathed, and then Liz’s father, shooed them away so they could be early at school since they had already missed classes yesterday. The Jetta arrived at Michael’s and Maria opened the door with her key. The place was silent.
- Michael is still asleep, but Max isn’t. - Liz said.
They walked quietly to the bedroom and were surprised to find both of them in Michael’s bed. They had expected to find Max on the couch and when he wasn’t there, they presumed he was showering. Michael was lying kind of sideways, facing the door, one arm stretched up over his head, his other hand on his upper arm and his cheek on it. But what really caught their eyes were his hips shoved against Max’s lap. Max lay behind him, spooned against him, his upper body raised on his elbow while he rubbed Michael’s ribs all the way down to his hip and back. A gasp from the girls had him raising his eyes to them with a guilty look.
- Max! You…you…- Maria couldn’t finish the sentence.
- No! He’s slept all night without waking up once! I just stayed with him to make sure he was ok! - He said defensively.
- It’s true, Maria. They haven’t done anything but sleep. - Liz confirmed his words.
- You mean he hasn’t even tried to…- Again she couldn’t go on.
- Yes, a few times in his sleep, but I stayed still and he relaxed again. - Max told her, nodding.
- He’s beginning to wake up. - Liz said.
- Max? - Michael whispered in a voice husky with sleep.
- Hey, man, I’m right here, you ok? - Max said in a soothing voice, his hand running down his side.
- Max, please…- Michael pleaded, and they didn’t need Liz’s empathy to know what he wanted.
- Michael, we don’t have time, we have to go to school today…- Max tried to convince him.
- Max, please, I need you…- He begged, breathing heavily.
- Michael, Maria…- Max began.
- Maria? Maria! - Michael called her.
She rushed to him and knelt on the floor beside him, caressing his cheek and squeezing his hand. Michael needed no further encouragement and he wrapped her in his arms and before Maria knew what was happening, he had got her in bed with him, rolled over her and her clothes had vanished. Michael had pushed his thighs between hers, his hands were on her breasts and as his lips searched for hers, he had another request.
- Max…-
Max felt he was in the tightest spot he had found himself lately. He felt Liz’s eyes on him and he turned to face her. Liz nodded to him and he arched his eyebrows in surprise. She nodded again, so he shrugged and with her permission, he just went ahead.
- Michael? - Maria whispered confused after she heard him call Max’s name.
- That’s what you wanted, right? - He said before he found her lips and pushed his tongue into her mouth.
- Michael, so you have that lube…- Max wondered.
- Bathroom, jar with green cap. - Michael managed from the corner of his mouth as Maria’s fingers buried in his hair and her other hand raked his back.
This time it was Max who nodded his silent request to Liz, and she brought the said jar in a matter of seconds. She handed it to Max and he opened it, perceiving immediately the pungent scent of menthol. He smiled, remembering the astounding effects and Liz was trying the place the info she was receiving. Max pulled his monster out of the fly of his sweat pants and used a generous glob of the stuff on himself, then wiped what was left on his finger, deep into Michael, who growled and squeezed, making sure it all stayed inside him. Maria saw him wince and guessed what Max was about. She felt his rising erection pushing at her mound and felt Michael’s hard muscles tightening as she held him in her arms. Max, without the slightest hesitation, had plunged into him, enjoying the fiery icy feeling of the lube as he buried deep rather forcefully until their bodies were jammed together. Michael hissed and clenched against Max’s invasion ravishing his still chafed insides. He hadn’t expected him to be so rough. He braced himself up on his knees not to crush Maria and protested.
- Owww, Max! Watch it for Maria, ok? - He reminded him.
- Oh, yes, sorry, so sorry…- He managed, shaking his head regretfully.
He felt Michael pushing back against him, and he knew he couldn’t get any deeper. He was in all the way, and he also knew Michael definitely wasn’t trying to get him away from him. Why was he pushing back?
- Max, let me get into Maria…- Michael groaned painfully.
- Oh! Oh, sorry, I thought you were already there. - He started moving back and Michael went along with him, not wanting to lose contact yet. Then very slowly, Michael started going into her with ecstatic results. Maria’s nails dug into his butt and pulled him to her, but he gritted his teeth and went at his own pace in spite of her insistence. Knowing from his experience from their threesomes with Isabel, Max held his ground and let Michael set the pace. He started sliding out of Maria and impaling himself on Max, who thrust into him to get him there faster, and Michael ground hard against him as they came together. Then back slowly into Maria and back hard against Max. Maria was feeling the force of two alien males, one inside her and the other inside her lover and the results were amazing! Her head was thrown back and her mouth was wide open in a silent scream of pleasure, Max was behaving exactly as Maria, as Liz watched their interaction with a mixture of envy and longing. Michael’s eyes were shut tight and his lips were parted, he kept biting into the lower one and releasing it with an “ahhh” as he went into Maria to bite it again when he backed into Max. Liz felt left out as she had a few times at the hospital, and immediately, a hand closed around hers, and their fingers interlocked, as the Michael vibes completely surrounded her with the contact, making her a part of the lovemaking. She knew what they were feeling without the least doubt, Maria’s shivers as she felt Michael sliding into her with the gentleness that characterized him, Max’s feelings as he sheathed his huge cock inside Michael’s vice-like grip, on purpose, to make Max forcibly open his tight passage and enhance their pleasure with the pain it caused him. Michael’s pain and pleasure fighting for control and neither quite making it, driving him out of his mind, wanting both just as much. Now Maria knew what Isabel had meant when she said that Michael moved different when he was full, and Liz found out through Maria. Yes, he twisted his hips in this sexy way when he wanted Max to rub his prostate and in a totally different way when he wanted him to shove straight up, deep in, then he did this sideways lazy rocking thing that Maria had felt for the first time and was just loving it. There was also that moment when he ground his ass back against Max, driving him up to the hilt, and only the head of his cock was inside Maria, kind of hovering, making her guess when he was going to start sliding back in, as he swayed in the opposite direction Max was moving, to increase the pleasure, and suddenly, when she least expected it, he began returning into her, as he felt Max sliding out of him just as slowly, and now it was the head of Max’s cock that kept jabbing shortly, sometimes coming completely out, to force it back in, coaxing him to let him deep in again. Max and Michael were used to that hot play, but the girls were finding it exotically new and mysteriously foreign. Then Maria’s sharp nails went deeper into Michael’s flesh, demanding a change of pace and Michael obliged. Now he slid in and out of her just as fast, so that Max was ramming him hard at the same speed. Michael was feeling his orgasm hard to stop and was holding back all he could, his balls throbbing painfully, but he was somehow dealing. They kept it up enjoying it tremendously, and then Max covered Maria’s hands with his, driving her nails in deeper still, and holding Michael in place, rose over him and pressed into his prostate mercilessly everytime he thrust into him. Michael started whimpering unable to stop himself and Max changed into deep penetrations but it was too late, and Michael came hard, triggering Maria who was there for the second time. Max let himself go, and after 6 deep long strokes, he started shooting into Michael in short jabs which had Michael shuddering and sobbing with each burst of hot cum coating his hurting insides. The alien aftermath hit them, and they blended into one, making Liz feel as if Michael was inside her too, but at the same time she willingly shared Max’s pleasure, feeling she was deep inside Michael at the same time. He reached out to her and she felt his sensitive insides squeezing her soul and she sent all her love back to him. Michael responded with this vibe that left her tingling all over in an orgasm just for her, from him. Max and Maria felt their connection pouring over them and loved them both for it. They floated in this sea of pleasure until their essences recovered their individuality and returned to their own bodies, opening their eyes and finding themselves where they really were: Maria under Michael, Max kneeling behind Michael deep inside him, and Liz slumped beside the bed holding Michael’s hand. Very slowly and reluctantly, Liz let go of him, Maria felt Michael coming out of her and whispered to him the need of her clothes, which he somehow managed to return, before she pulled her fingernails out of him and slithered off the bed to sit beside Liz. Max started pulling out, but Michael’s gasp made him stop. He was still more than half erect and he concentrated making the blood filling his cock to ebb slowly back into his body, beginning to slide smoothly out of his tight constriction. Max used his healing powers to turn his cum into the soothing balm Michael’s insides needed, and then asked him about the bloody crescents Maria’s nails had left on his buttocks. Michael shook his head no, and Max had to let them be. Once he was completely out of him, he pushed his hands under Michael’s hips and pulled him back with him, off the bed, then wrapping his arm around his waist, he helped him to the bathroom where he lead him into the shower stall. Liz and Maria watched from the door as Max soaped and rinsed Michael’s body with such love and gentleness, especially as he washed the bloody cuts that he hadn’t let him heal. He frowned with each moan and jerk he caused, and then carefully rinsed him and handed him over to Liz and Maria to dry and dress, back in the bedroom while Max showered with his usual speed and came out of the bathroom fully dressed. They grabbed a quick breakfast with had the girls had brought from the Crashdown, knowing Michael’s kitchen was empty after the trip.
- Maria, why did you leave? Why didn’t you stay? - Michael asked her.
- Yeah, why did you? I could hardly sleep with his moans of “Maria, Maria!” every time I managed to get to snooze. - Max asked her too.
- I had to smooth it out with my mom. You know that…-
- Yeah, sure, I know. - Michael smirked, knowing she was right.
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Chapter 123
They left for school and passed by the Evans’ to pick up Max’s car. They drove to school and found Kyle at the lockers. Once they were together, thay went to Principal Forrester’s office to give him their excuse. The break seemed to have agreed with him, cause he was in a fairly good mood, asking them about the trip, then reminding them they were seniors now, and he expected a little more responsibility. He locked eyes with Michael, who smirked when Forrester asked him if he was ok now.
- Sure…- He nodded.
That was it and they were off. After the first period, Michael and Kyle ran into each other as they turned a corner, and Kyle bounced off from Michael’s larger frame. The taller boy reacted with the speed expected from a warrior, and grabbed the front of Kyle’s t-shirt holding him steady.
- Sorry, dude. - Michael apologized.
- No, thanks man, it would have been sooo embarrassing toppling back with my feet in the air! - He said, punching Michael in the chest with a grin.
- How about helping us with Lit, huh? I hear you’re great with “Ulysses” and we can’t figure James Joyce out. Max and I need that assignment, and we’re totally lost, c’mon, please? - He begged.
- You and Max can be a hell of a pain in the ass, you know? - Michael said, shaking his head.
- Oh, that we are, when it comes to your ass. - Kyle chuckled and whacked him a stinging one right there, that made Michael wince and grunt.
That’s when they noticed they were the centre of attention of the crowded hallway. Kyle went a guilty beet red making things worse.
- C’mon! - Michael sighed, pulling him by his sleeve.
- You couldn’t be any more obvious, huh? - Michael whispered as they moved away from their curious original audience to be stared at by the new one.
- Shit man, I’m sorry. - Kyle frowned, then chuckled again and grinned. - I really left you sore, huh? - He whispered, enjoying Michael’s smirk and his:
- Shut up Kyle! - Confirming what he already knew for sure.
- What was that about? - Asked Max, joining them.
- I’ll tell you in a sec. What do you have now, dude? - Kyle asked Michael.
- History…- He frowned, thinking of the looks he would get as he sat carefully on the hard wooden desks, fidgeting every few minutes.
- That bad? - Wondered Kyle.
- Sure, after Maria left me with ten clawmarks back there and I’ll have to sit down. - Michael winked at him.
- Oh damn, and I missed that! - Kyle shook his head and rolled his eyes making both aliens break up laughing.
- I can still give you a quick heal in the bathroom, if you’ve changed your mind. - Max offered.
- I can stand at the door to make sure no one comes and take a peek of course. - Kyle told them.
- No, I’m keeping them. Don’t insist, ok? - Michael said stubbornly.
- Suit yourself, and enjoy it. - Said Max hurrying to his next class.
- Oh, he sure will. Hey, wait for me, I’ve got Lit too, remember? Michael has accepted helping us with Joyce, thank me for it, haven’t you, love? - Kyle blew a kiss to Michael. - We’ll pay you handsomely, you’ll see, right Max? -
- Sure we will! Hurry up! - They took off and Michael headed to his class.
Michael trudged unenthusiastically into the classroom and went as usual to the back seats where he could do as he pleased. He sat down gingerly and once settled, he noticed all eyes were on him as he knew they would. He smirked and ignored them opening his book and concentrating on it. Soon, he heard the teacher speaking and catching the class’ attention away from him. He managed to snooze through most of the classes, getting away with it, and then he met Maria at the lockers as they had science together next, just before lunch. They went to the back bench for obvious reasons. But the teacher had a different idea.
- Miss DeLuca, could you please get me this from the janitor? - He asked waving a piece of paper in his hand.
Maria walked over to him, took the paper from him and left the room frowning and looking back at Michael, dismayed. She had no sooner left the room when the two girls who had been at Michael before the spring break in this very classroom, rushed to stand on either side of him.
- Hey, how are you doing? You’re looking great! You’re ok now, right? - One of them asked, enthusiastically rubbing against his side.
- Yeah, whatever. - Michael answered looking left and right at both of them.
- We’ll work him with you, then. - The other girl said, pressing against his other side.
- Nah, I can manage alone until Maria comes back. I don’t need help. - He refused as politely as he could.
- Ok then, we’ll just work here beside you until she comes back. -
- We like to keep you company. -
The one on his right looked at her friend, leaning behind him and winked. Michael felt their hands sliding up his thighs, and he threw back his head with his eyes shut tight, and took a deep breath. When he opened them back again, the teacher was looking straight at him.
- Is something wrong, Michael? - What happened to Mr Guerin, he thought.
- No, it’s just the smell of this stuff. - He said, he didn’t need any problems with Seligman, cause if he failed his class, he was done for.
The teacher nodded and turned back to the papers on his desk. The girls giggled and moved their hands up to his butt, giving it a hard squeeze. Michael couldn’t help wincing and bit his lip to stay quiet.
- Does it hurt? - One of the girls asked full innocence. - Let’s take a look. - Her other hand reached over to his front to unfasten his jeans. Michael grabbed her hand to stop her and had to use his other one to stop the other girl’s too.
- I’ve been having a lot of injections lately, that’s all. - He whispered.
- Oh you poor baby, we’ll give you a special massage…- Their hands started a steady rubbing on his ass and it was all Michael could do not to moan or hiss or make any sound that might attract Seligman’s attention.
The door opened and Maria returned with the janitor carrying a box of paper towel rolls. Her eyes went immediately to Michael and the two girls at his sides. She grabbed the box from the unsuspecting janitor and dumped it on the teacher’s desk.
- Here! - She said not very gently and walked towards Michael. The two girls went kind of pale and scuttled away from him, with one last squeeze and spank. Michael jerked and grunted and that was all Maria needed to confirm her suspicions. The girls went to the bench nearest the teacher to avoid any trouble, as he was too busy indicating the janitor what he wanted him to do with the rolls.
- What was that all about? - She inquired a little too loud.
- They just came to me when you left. - He told her with a shrug.
- Oh I see, and you couldn’t tell them off, could you? - She persisted.
- You know Seligman has it in for me, and I need a C to make it. - He whispered, trying to calm her down and trying not to upset Seligman in any way, noticing his eyes kept straying over to them.
-You could’ve walked away to another bench! - Maria wouldn’t let go.
- They would’ve followed me, you know them. No matter what, it would’ve been my fault. Can’t you see there was nothing I could do? - He kept it down but Seligman was now focusing fully on them.
- Poor darling! Of course I believe you! - Maria said in a mocking tone and walked to the door and out of the class.
- Excuse me, but if I stay, my breakfast will simply come back up, and all the paper towels I brought just won’t be enough! You wouldn’t want that, right? - She forced a smile on Seligman before she left the room.
- Maria! - Michael couldn’t help himself and started after her. Everyone, teacher included, was looking at him.
- Such a shame, Michael, you can be sure this won’t get you anywhere
near a C. - Seligman said, shaking his head with a pleased grin.
- I’m sorry. - Michael just shut his eyes tight and sighed. He considered following her, but knowing how uptight she was right now, it would only get matters worse. He decided the best was to let her cool down, and hope for the best. He went back to the bench he was working at and the girls started moving towards him again. Seligman had been following their stunts, and perhaps felt a little guilty for the boy.
- Michael, would you give Simmons a hand before he either burns or blows the whole place down? - He asked him, gesturing to the clumsy geek on the first bench right in front of him.
- Sure, sir. - Michael went thankfully to work with his new current partner, and the girls had to stay alone at the last bench, giving each other a look of pure hatred meant for the teacher. Seligman rolled his eyes and went on with his class.
At lunchtime, Max, Liz and Kyle sat alone, the guys making their gross jokes of the M&M’s having their own kind of lunch at the eraser room. Then to their surprise, they heard Maria’s typical laughter coming from a table on the right, where she was sitting with these two girls they knew were after Michael for quite some time now. Then they jumped at a loud double scream as their friend pulled a chunk of hair out to the two girls’ heads and left them rubbing the sore spot as Maria approached her friends with her trophies on either hand. But she didn’t stop to sit with them, just muttering: “I’m sick of those bitches!” as she tossed the hair into one of the trash cans and disappeared inside the cafeteria.
- What was that? - Asked Kyle, perplexed.
- I have no idea. I better find out. - Said Liz and went after Maria.
Liz found Maria sitting alone in a corner of the cafeteria and rushed to her.
- Where’s Michael? - She asked as she sat down opposite her.
- Don’t…please, don’t ever mention his name again. - Maria said, raising her hand in a stopping motion and closing her eyes.
- Oh no! What happened now? - Liz asked making a face.
- Can you believe it? I ran an errand for Seligman and I return to find him with the Yin Yan bitches left and right pawing him from behind! - She spat angrily.
- Maria! Don’t overreact! You know how those two are! Why are you blaming him? - Liz couldn’t believe Maria was letting the two sluts get to her.
- Hey, what’s up, where’s Michael? - Max asked as he joined in.
- Fill him in, ok? I’ll get a tray. - Maria said as she left to get some food.
When she returned, she found Kyle was there too.
- So I hear he did it again, huh? - He chuckled.
- Kyle! - Exploded Liz angrily. - What is it with you guys? I can’t believe I’d ever say this, but, you know? Michael’s “attitude”? I’m thinking he’s not the only one to blame for it! How would you behave if everyone expected always the worst from you? No matter what, it’s always your fault! No wonder he behaves like he does. -
- Oh my god! I never thought I would ever hear this! My best friend is against me! - Maria exclaimed dramatically.
- I am not, Maria! I’m just trying to make some sense out of this! And I can feel Michael was very uncomfortable with the whole thing and is very hurt by your reaction. Everything was fine between you two. How can you let a pair of idiots ruin it? - Liz literally exploded.
- Ok, I just can’t talk about it now. - Maria said holding her forehead with one hand and gesturing with the other, eyes closed tight. - I just need to be alone right now. -
She walked briskly out of the cafeteria as Liz looked after her shaking her head in disgust.
- Kyle, how could you be such a jerk? - She turned on him, furious.
- Yeah man, that was totally unnecessary. - Max was clearly upset too.
- I was trying to turn it into a joke, but it just didn’t work out the way I meant it to. Real sorry. You’re right, I’m a jerk. I’ll go talk with Maria. - He started getting up.
- NO! - Both Max and Liz together.
- Just let her think things over, ok? She’ll just get stubborn if she thinks we’re trying to interfere, and believe me, it will be worse. Let her be. - Liz said sensibly, so they just went back to their classes when the bell rung.
Maria stayed away from Michael for the rest of the school day. Just after classes he finally made her face him at the lockers. She grabbed both her wrists before she could get away. She struggled to pull away, but he wouldn’t let go.
- Michael, you’re hurting me! - She whined.
- No, I’m not! Listen Maria, I don’t care what you think, but to you, I’m always guilty. You never believe me or trust me, and that hurts real bad! What do you want me to do? I’ll do it! - Michael let go off her and stared into her eyes.
- Leave me alone! - She screamed at him.
- Ok, if that’s what you want. Just one last question: How can you be so cruel to me? - He gazed into her eyes and turned to leave.
- You always screw up, Michael, and you know it! - She shouted after him.
He turned and started walking back to her and she simply slammed her locker shut and ran out of the building. Michael walked slowly after her. By the time Liz, Max and Kyle arrived at the parking lot, they found Michael standing alone in Maria’s empty parking space. Liz rushed to him knowing he was feeling his heart was being ripped out of him. She hugged him from behind and buried her face between his shoulder blades. Max and Kyle caught up with them and squeezed his shoulders.
- C’mon, let’s get out of here. - Said Max and led him to his car with Liz still clinging to him like a limpet.
Once there, she let go off him and reaching up, she pulled his face down to hers as she stood on tiptoes. She kissed his cheek and gave him a sympathetic smile. He smiled back at her. Max climbed on the driver’s seat and as Liz was about to climb in front beside him, she turned to Michael.
- Do you want the shotgun seat so you can stretch out? - She asked him.
- No, it’s ok, I’ll ride in the back with Kyle here. I want it to hurt. - He smirked at Kyle who just stared back at him and chuckled.
Liz frowned at Michael’s masochism and sat by Max.
- Seligman informed me that I’m not getting a C in science, so no way I’m graduating with you guys. I guess I can thank Maria’s outburst for that. -
- Oh Michael, I’m so sorry! - Liz reached back and took his hand in hers, all his feelings pouring into her mind, his pain at the unfairness of his situation, his disappointment at Seligman for not seeing what had really been going on in his class right under his nose, his total confusion at Maria’s behaviour and lack of trust, he felt he had just been kicked back to square one.
- Oh, what the hell, it’s the story of my life! - Michael shrugged and sighed.
- It’s not fair! Let me talk to Seligman. - Liz squeezed his hand reassuringly.
- No Liz, please, don’t do it. - He squeezes back her hand and half smiled at her, ending in a frown.
Max took a quick glance at them and turned back to look in front. Michael kissed Liz’s hand and let go as they arrived at the Crashdown. Liz got down and Michael climbed over to where she had been sitting. He dropped the back of the seat and stretched out with his face buried in his arms.
- You ok, dude? - Asked Kyle, worriedly.
- Yeah, it’s hurting enough. - Michael whispered.
Max, Liz and Kyle shared a look that said exactly what they were thinking of Maria.
Liz rushed to her room and got her Diary. She sat on her bed and started writing:
“Dear Diary, life really sucks! I’ve been envying Maria’s great relationship with Michael during these last weeks in spite of all he’s been going through and now they’re apart again! I have to admit it’s totally Maria’s fault and it’s not fair that Michael is paying for it. I just hate it! Will she ever learn to trust him? Because he completely deserves it! I hope she will, I just want them together again!
They left for school and passed by the Evans’ to pick up Max’s car. They drove to school and found Kyle at the lockers. Once they were together, thay went to Principal Forrester’s office to give him their excuse. The break seemed to have agreed with him, cause he was in a fairly good mood, asking them about the trip, then reminding them they were seniors now, and he expected a little more responsibility. He locked eyes with Michael, who smirked when Forrester asked him if he was ok now.
- Sure…- He nodded.
That was it and they were off. After the first period, Michael and Kyle ran into each other as they turned a corner, and Kyle bounced off from Michael’s larger frame. The taller boy reacted with the speed expected from a warrior, and grabbed the front of Kyle’s t-shirt holding him steady.
- Sorry, dude. - Michael apologized.
- No, thanks man, it would have been sooo embarrassing toppling back with my feet in the air! - He said, punching Michael in the chest with a grin.
- How about helping us with Lit, huh? I hear you’re great with “Ulysses” and we can’t figure James Joyce out. Max and I need that assignment, and we’re totally lost, c’mon, please? - He begged.
- You and Max can be a hell of a pain in the ass, you know? - Michael said, shaking his head.
- Oh, that we are, when it comes to your ass. - Kyle chuckled and whacked him a stinging one right there, that made Michael wince and grunt.
That’s when they noticed they were the centre of attention of the crowded hallway. Kyle went a guilty beet red making things worse.
- C’mon! - Michael sighed, pulling him by his sleeve.
- You couldn’t be any more obvious, huh? - Michael whispered as they moved away from their curious original audience to be stared at by the new one.
- Shit man, I’m sorry. - Kyle frowned, then chuckled again and grinned. - I really left you sore, huh? - He whispered, enjoying Michael’s smirk and his:
- Shut up Kyle! - Confirming what he already knew for sure.
- What was that about? - Asked Max, joining them.
- I’ll tell you in a sec. What do you have now, dude? - Kyle asked Michael.
- History…- He frowned, thinking of the looks he would get as he sat carefully on the hard wooden desks, fidgeting every few minutes.
- That bad? - Wondered Kyle.
- Sure, after Maria left me with ten clawmarks back there and I’ll have to sit down. - Michael winked at him.
- Oh damn, and I missed that! - Kyle shook his head and rolled his eyes making both aliens break up laughing.
- I can still give you a quick heal in the bathroom, if you’ve changed your mind. - Max offered.
- I can stand at the door to make sure no one comes and take a peek of course. - Kyle told them.
- No, I’m keeping them. Don’t insist, ok? - Michael said stubbornly.
- Suit yourself, and enjoy it. - Said Max hurrying to his next class.
- Oh, he sure will. Hey, wait for me, I’ve got Lit too, remember? Michael has accepted helping us with Joyce, thank me for it, haven’t you, love? - Kyle blew a kiss to Michael. - We’ll pay you handsomely, you’ll see, right Max? -
- Sure we will! Hurry up! - They took off and Michael headed to his class.
Michael trudged unenthusiastically into the classroom and went as usual to the back seats where he could do as he pleased. He sat down gingerly and once settled, he noticed all eyes were on him as he knew they would. He smirked and ignored them opening his book and concentrating on it. Soon, he heard the teacher speaking and catching the class’ attention away from him. He managed to snooze through most of the classes, getting away with it, and then he met Maria at the lockers as they had science together next, just before lunch. They went to the back bench for obvious reasons. But the teacher had a different idea.
- Miss DeLuca, could you please get me this from the janitor? - He asked waving a piece of paper in his hand.
Maria walked over to him, took the paper from him and left the room frowning and looking back at Michael, dismayed. She had no sooner left the room when the two girls who had been at Michael before the spring break in this very classroom, rushed to stand on either side of him.
- Hey, how are you doing? You’re looking great! You’re ok now, right? - One of them asked, enthusiastically rubbing against his side.
- Yeah, whatever. - Michael answered looking left and right at both of them.
- We’ll work him with you, then. - The other girl said, pressing against his other side.
- Nah, I can manage alone until Maria comes back. I don’t need help. - He refused as politely as he could.
- Ok then, we’ll just work here beside you until she comes back. -
- We like to keep you company. -
The one on his right looked at her friend, leaning behind him and winked. Michael felt their hands sliding up his thighs, and he threw back his head with his eyes shut tight, and took a deep breath. When he opened them back again, the teacher was looking straight at him.
- Is something wrong, Michael? - What happened to Mr Guerin, he thought.
- No, it’s just the smell of this stuff. - He said, he didn’t need any problems with Seligman, cause if he failed his class, he was done for.
The teacher nodded and turned back to the papers on his desk. The girls giggled and moved their hands up to his butt, giving it a hard squeeze. Michael couldn’t help wincing and bit his lip to stay quiet.
- Does it hurt? - One of the girls asked full innocence. - Let’s take a look. - Her other hand reached over to his front to unfasten his jeans. Michael grabbed her hand to stop her and had to use his other one to stop the other girl’s too.
- I’ve been having a lot of injections lately, that’s all. - He whispered.
- Oh you poor baby, we’ll give you a special massage…- Their hands started a steady rubbing on his ass and it was all Michael could do not to moan or hiss or make any sound that might attract Seligman’s attention.
The door opened and Maria returned with the janitor carrying a box of paper towel rolls. Her eyes went immediately to Michael and the two girls at his sides. She grabbed the box from the unsuspecting janitor and dumped it on the teacher’s desk.
- Here! - She said not very gently and walked towards Michael. The two girls went kind of pale and scuttled away from him, with one last squeeze and spank. Michael jerked and grunted and that was all Maria needed to confirm her suspicions. The girls went to the bench nearest the teacher to avoid any trouble, as he was too busy indicating the janitor what he wanted him to do with the rolls.
- What was that all about? - She inquired a little too loud.
- They just came to me when you left. - He told her with a shrug.
- Oh I see, and you couldn’t tell them off, could you? - She persisted.
- You know Seligman has it in for me, and I need a C to make it. - He whispered, trying to calm her down and trying not to upset Seligman in any way, noticing his eyes kept straying over to them.
-You could’ve walked away to another bench! - Maria wouldn’t let go.
- They would’ve followed me, you know them. No matter what, it would’ve been my fault. Can’t you see there was nothing I could do? - He kept it down but Seligman was now focusing fully on them.
- Poor darling! Of course I believe you! - Maria said in a mocking tone and walked to the door and out of the class.
- Excuse me, but if I stay, my breakfast will simply come back up, and all the paper towels I brought just won’t be enough! You wouldn’t want that, right? - She forced a smile on Seligman before she left the room.
- Maria! - Michael couldn’t help himself and started after her. Everyone, teacher included, was looking at him.
- Such a shame, Michael, you can be sure this won’t get you anywhere
near a C. - Seligman said, shaking his head with a pleased grin.
- I’m sorry. - Michael just shut his eyes tight and sighed. He considered following her, but knowing how uptight she was right now, it would only get matters worse. He decided the best was to let her cool down, and hope for the best. He went back to the bench he was working at and the girls started moving towards him again. Seligman had been following their stunts, and perhaps felt a little guilty for the boy.
- Michael, would you give Simmons a hand before he either burns or blows the whole place down? - He asked him, gesturing to the clumsy geek on the first bench right in front of him.
- Sure, sir. - Michael went thankfully to work with his new current partner, and the girls had to stay alone at the last bench, giving each other a look of pure hatred meant for the teacher. Seligman rolled his eyes and went on with his class.
At lunchtime, Max, Liz and Kyle sat alone, the guys making their gross jokes of the M&M’s having their own kind of lunch at the eraser room. Then to their surprise, they heard Maria’s typical laughter coming from a table on the right, where she was sitting with these two girls they knew were after Michael for quite some time now. Then they jumped at a loud double scream as their friend pulled a chunk of hair out to the two girls’ heads and left them rubbing the sore spot as Maria approached her friends with her trophies on either hand. But she didn’t stop to sit with them, just muttering: “I’m sick of those bitches!” as she tossed the hair into one of the trash cans and disappeared inside the cafeteria.
- What was that? - Asked Kyle, perplexed.
- I have no idea. I better find out. - Said Liz and went after Maria.
Liz found Maria sitting alone in a corner of the cafeteria and rushed to her.
- Where’s Michael? - She asked as she sat down opposite her.
- Don’t…please, don’t ever mention his name again. - Maria said, raising her hand in a stopping motion and closing her eyes.
- Oh no! What happened now? - Liz asked making a face.
- Can you believe it? I ran an errand for Seligman and I return to find him with the Yin Yan bitches left and right pawing him from behind! - She spat angrily.
- Maria! Don’t overreact! You know how those two are! Why are you blaming him? - Liz couldn’t believe Maria was letting the two sluts get to her.
- Hey, what’s up, where’s Michael? - Max asked as he joined in.
- Fill him in, ok? I’ll get a tray. - Maria said as she left to get some food.
When she returned, she found Kyle was there too.
- So I hear he did it again, huh? - He chuckled.
- Kyle! - Exploded Liz angrily. - What is it with you guys? I can’t believe I’d ever say this, but, you know? Michael’s “attitude”? I’m thinking he’s not the only one to blame for it! How would you behave if everyone expected always the worst from you? No matter what, it’s always your fault! No wonder he behaves like he does. -
- Oh my god! I never thought I would ever hear this! My best friend is against me! - Maria exclaimed dramatically.
- I am not, Maria! I’m just trying to make some sense out of this! And I can feel Michael was very uncomfortable with the whole thing and is very hurt by your reaction. Everything was fine between you two. How can you let a pair of idiots ruin it? - Liz literally exploded.
- Ok, I just can’t talk about it now. - Maria said holding her forehead with one hand and gesturing with the other, eyes closed tight. - I just need to be alone right now. -
She walked briskly out of the cafeteria as Liz looked after her shaking her head in disgust.
- Kyle, how could you be such a jerk? - She turned on him, furious.
- Yeah man, that was totally unnecessary. - Max was clearly upset too.
- I was trying to turn it into a joke, but it just didn’t work out the way I meant it to. Real sorry. You’re right, I’m a jerk. I’ll go talk with Maria. - He started getting up.
- NO! - Both Max and Liz together.
- Just let her think things over, ok? She’ll just get stubborn if she thinks we’re trying to interfere, and believe me, it will be worse. Let her be. - Liz said sensibly, so they just went back to their classes when the bell rung.
Maria stayed away from Michael for the rest of the school day. Just after classes he finally made her face him at the lockers. She grabbed both her wrists before she could get away. She struggled to pull away, but he wouldn’t let go.
- Michael, you’re hurting me! - She whined.
- No, I’m not! Listen Maria, I don’t care what you think, but to you, I’m always guilty. You never believe me or trust me, and that hurts real bad! What do you want me to do? I’ll do it! - Michael let go off her and stared into her eyes.
- Leave me alone! - She screamed at him.
- Ok, if that’s what you want. Just one last question: How can you be so cruel to me? - He gazed into her eyes and turned to leave.
- You always screw up, Michael, and you know it! - She shouted after him.
He turned and started walking back to her and she simply slammed her locker shut and ran out of the building. Michael walked slowly after her. By the time Liz, Max and Kyle arrived at the parking lot, they found Michael standing alone in Maria’s empty parking space. Liz rushed to him knowing he was feeling his heart was being ripped out of him. She hugged him from behind and buried her face between his shoulder blades. Max and Kyle caught up with them and squeezed his shoulders.
- C’mon, let’s get out of here. - Said Max and led him to his car with Liz still clinging to him like a limpet.
Once there, she let go off him and reaching up, she pulled his face down to hers as she stood on tiptoes. She kissed his cheek and gave him a sympathetic smile. He smiled back at her. Max climbed on the driver’s seat and as Liz was about to climb in front beside him, she turned to Michael.
- Do you want the shotgun seat so you can stretch out? - She asked him.
- No, it’s ok, I’ll ride in the back with Kyle here. I want it to hurt. - He smirked at Kyle who just stared back at him and chuckled.
Liz frowned at Michael’s masochism and sat by Max.
- Seligman informed me that I’m not getting a C in science, so no way I’m graduating with you guys. I guess I can thank Maria’s outburst for that. -
- Oh Michael, I’m so sorry! - Liz reached back and took his hand in hers, all his feelings pouring into her mind, his pain at the unfairness of his situation, his disappointment at Seligman for not seeing what had really been going on in his class right under his nose, his total confusion at Maria’s behaviour and lack of trust, he felt he had just been kicked back to square one.
- Oh, what the hell, it’s the story of my life! - Michael shrugged and sighed.
- It’s not fair! Let me talk to Seligman. - Liz squeezed his hand reassuringly.
- No Liz, please, don’t do it. - He squeezes back her hand and half smiled at her, ending in a frown.
Max took a quick glance at them and turned back to look in front. Michael kissed Liz’s hand and let go as they arrived at the Crashdown. Liz got down and Michael climbed over to where she had been sitting. He dropped the back of the seat and stretched out with his face buried in his arms.
- You ok, dude? - Asked Kyle, worriedly.
- Yeah, it’s hurting enough. - Michael whispered.
Max, Liz and Kyle shared a look that said exactly what they were thinking of Maria.
Liz rushed to her room and got her Diary. She sat on her bed and started writing:
“Dear Diary, life really sucks! I’ve been envying Maria’s great relationship with Michael during these last weeks in spite of all he’s been going through and now they’re apart again! I have to admit it’s totally Maria’s fault and it’s not fair that Michael is paying for it. I just hate it! Will she ever learn to trust him? Because he completely deserves it! I hope she will, I just want them together again!
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the martyr of antar
Chapter 124
As they arrived at Michael’s, he pushed up and slid out of the car over the closed door.
- Thanks guys. - He said and started turning to go.
- Hey! You promised to help us with Lit! - Kyle whined, as he opened the door and got down. Max got down too, using the door in a civilized way and proceeded to follow Kyle into the apartment.
- Ok, I’ve nothing at all to eat so if you want anything, you will have to get it yourselves. - Michael informed them and flopped on the couch.
- Ok, no problem. - Max assured him.
- I’m not writing. Ask anything you want and I’ll answer. You take your own notes. -
- Fair enough! - Kyle accepted.
They sat on the floor in front of the couch where Michael was lying and opened their books. Max read a few lines.
- What does he mean by that? - He asked.
Michael told him what had gone through to him and they wrote it down.
Then Kyle did the reading.
- What the hell could that possibly mean? - He grumbled.
Michael told him.
They were so focused on their work, that they couldn’t believe it when they realized they had been at it for three full chapters.
- Hey man, that was awesome! I think I’m beginning to get something out of this. The guy does make some sense, you know? - Kyle said admiringly.
- The guy’s a genius, you retard! - Michael chuckled at Kyle.
- Yes, I have to admit, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. - Max admitted.
They got up on their knees and turned towards Michael. They locked eyes and winked.
- Now, for the payment…- Said Max seriously.
And before Michael could say anything, Max had waved his clothes away as their hands started roaming his back.
- Hey! This is rape! - Michael growled.
- Is it? Ok, then we’re raping you! -
- Here or the bed? - Kyle asked.
- Bed! - Said Michael, and pushed up and led them to his bedroom.
He was about to lie down when Kyle stopped him.
- Hey wait! There’s something I read on this dirty book by that guy DeSade. Give me the pillow. - He reached out for it and Max handed it over.
Kyle placed it on the floor at the foot of the bed.
- Ok, Michael, on your belly upside down, your upper body hanging down the edge so you can rest your face on the pillow. Got it? - Kyle instructed.
Michael got on his hands and knees and eased himself down as Kyle asked. Max watched mystified.
- Ok, c’mon. - Kyle got on the bed straddling one of Michael’s thighs. - You take the other. -
- Wait…- Max said and rushed out of the room to the bathroom and returned with the green capped jar. He showed it to Kyle.
- Ohhh yes! By all means! - He exclaimed.
Max straddled Michael’s other thigh and looked at Kyle.
- Ok, first the lube…- He said and opened the jar and dipped his finger into it. Then he handed it to Max who did the same and set it aside within reach for further use. Michael’s bent over position gave them the perfect view and Kyle shoved his slick finger into him to the knuckle. Michael jerked and gripped Kyle hard, hissing.
- Hey, relax, man! No need to make it hurt more than it should! Oh I forgot you liked it. - Kyle giggled.
He pulled out hearing Michael moan and looked at Max whose eyes were on Michael.
- Well? - Went Kyle, and Max turned to look at him not knowing what was expected of him.
- Man, you’re slow! It’s in and out, first you then me. Got it? -
Max nodded and did what Kyle had just done. The second he was out, Kyle was back in. Michael was bucking back hard against each one, and breathing hard. He could feel both hard cocks resting against his thighs, the pre-cum slicked heads pushing against the lower curve of his buttocks.
- Two! - Said Kyle and shoved his index and middle finger in together.
Max followed the game feeling Michael’s insides slowly give to painfully accommodate them.
- Together! - And each one shoved their indexes into Michael at the same time, in and out a few times.
- Ok, he’s ready for the real thing. - Kyle said. - How about you? -
Max looked back a little lost.
- Just our cocks instead of our fingers, I place a bet on whose is in when he starts coming, ok? It’s a gamble, just luck. - Kyle said.
- What’s the prize? - Max asked.
- The winner stays in and comes with him. - Said Kyle with a grin.
- And the loser? - Max insisted.
- Comes into him right after. - Kyle laughed at Max’s eager nods.
- Ok, you go first. In and out, ok? No cheating, or stalling. - Kyle demanded.
Max leant towards the middle and thrust. Michael grunted, his insides protesting, not ready for the change of size and width. Kyle knowing he wouldn’t be as fast as he wanted, pushed him aside and plunged in. Michael was just as tight as he had been with Max, and Kyle felt the killer grip that sent shivers all the way up to his brain. This time Max was right there, burying to the hilt, and Kyle was shoving in just as fast. They loved the way Michael stayed so tight, making them force it in and fighting every inch shoved roughly into him with all he had. Soon after, Max noticed Kyle was rising over Michael’s ass as he pushed it in downwards and Michael purred with the extra pleasure. So Max did it like that too. He felt the head of his cock skim over Michael’s prostate and Michael bucked back hard as he had with Kyle right before him. By the fifth shove, Max felt Michael’s hips grind into him and he knew he had him coming. He was about to shout in triumph when Kyle gave him no time, pushing him away and shoving in for all he was worth as Michael came sobbing and whimpering. Max tried pushing Kyle away but he kept him at bay with his elbow.
- That’s cheating! - He shouted indignantly.
- Hold it…- Kyle whispered as he emptied his load into Michael. Then he pulled out and Max pounced into him with repressed fury. Michael gasped with the force of the angry penetration and Max shot deep into him getting him on the rebound and having Michael squeezing him to the last drop.
- It’s a tie! - Yelled Kyle.
-.What are you guys doing? - Isabel’s voice inquired.
- Oh shit! - They said together, Max pulled roughly out of Michael, making him cry out, and both guys hurriedly got their cocks back in their flies before she came in.
There was nothing they could do about Michael, whose position made it hard for even both of them together to try to get him completely on the bed on time before Isabel burst into the room. She had a big bag full of food in each arm and almost dropped them when she saw what she had walked into. Her face first went death pale and then flushed red with shock.
- You guys are sick! I heard from Liz Maria had been again the total bitch and I thought you were here making him feel better! - She screamed at them.
- Oh, we are, we just did, he’s feeling great now, right dude? - Kyle assured her.
- He helped us with Lit, we were just paying him back, just as we had said we would. Ask him! - Max defended himself, scared of his sister’s wrath.
- Get out! Go clean yourselves! Leave me with him. - That was enough to have them out of the room in less than a second. She reached out and slammed the door behind them. She heard them giggling as they pattered to the bathroom. Sometimes she felt like slapping them silly! She thought.
- Here, let me help you. - She reached under Michael’s stomach and helped him get to his hands and knees backing into the bed. Then he flopped back on it, still upside down but with all his body on the bed.
- Michael, how can you let them…-
- It’s ok, it’s just…
- A guy thing! I’ve heard that one before! That doesn’t mean they have a right to hurt you. - He started interrupting her again but she knew what he was going to say and she didn’t let him. - Even if you like it. That’s what you were going to say, right? I know you too well Michael. You can’t fool me! Are you alright? Don’t lie to me! -
- It still hurts some, but it’s passing. They’re rather…quite…- Michael struggled with the words to describe Max’s and Kyle’s equipment.
- Spare me the details, I get it. What can I do for you? - She offered.
- I’m just going to take a shower, don’t be mad at them. I accepted it. -
- Are right, I’m giving you a shower. It’s not the first time, so you know there’s no use protesting. C’mon! - She helped him up and they went to the bathroom.
- Hey! At least do something useful! Take the grocery bags and fill the fridge. Don’t eat anything until I tell you to! - She ordered, knowing they wouldn’t dare.
Isabel got the water in the perfect temperature, soaped him, rinsed him, and was about to turn off the shower when Michael stopped her.
- Wait, sorry, but these jerks have shot gallons into me, it’s still leaking out.- He turned cradling his face in his arms on the wall and pushed his hips back getting the spray to fall right into his ass.
Isabel gently spread him, careful of his cuts, knowing she was hurting him anyway, and yes, he was right. She suddenly understood those women who had cut the cocks off their partners. She would also cut their balls! She stayed there, massaging him very softly, knowing he was wincing and biting his lip not to make a sound that could upset her, though she couldn’t see his face, which he kept hidden in his arms. She was thinking that in Michael’s case, love definitively hurt. She felt him relaxing under her hands.
- Ok, I think it’s all out now. - He whispered.
She turned the water off and dried him with the towel She could do it with her powers, but the towel was nicer. They both knew it.
Kyle approached the bathroom door and though Max paled and waved his hands like crazy to stop him, he was determined.
- Hey, are you ever coming out of there? - They heard the footsteps nearing the door from the inside and they knew it wasn’t Michael cause he was barefoot. Max took off like a frightened rabbit and made it to the couch before the door completely opened. Isabel towered over Kyle with such a look on her face, that Kyle also paled and backed away until he had room enough to turn and run for the couch, dropping beside Max.
- And stay there! - Isabel ordered. Michael smirked.
- You’re not afraid of me? - She asked him, quite serious.
- Should I? - He whispered back, looking smug.
- You should! - She assured him.
- Well, I’m not. What are you going to do to convince me I should? - He locked eyes with her.
- There’s nothing I can do, except putting myself in danger, and I’m not like you. I’m not up to it. I am afraid. - She answered, watching his expression soften and his arms wrap around her. He pressed his cheek to hers and buried his fingers in her hair as she crossed her wrists on the small of his back. She turned her face and kissed his cheek.
- Let’s get you dressed. - She whispered as she slowly pulled away from him.
They went back to his room and as she squatted by him and eased the soft cotton sweat shorts up his legs, she shivered remembering that day she found Michael at the trailer and had to put shorts on him too, to get him out of the filthy place. Then she got a sleeveless t-shirt over his head. He took the socks from her hands and bent over to put them on.
- You hungry? - She asked him.
- Yeah, kind of. I didn’t have lunch at school cause I was upset…- He said.
- Ok, c’mon. - She took his hand and led him to the couch where Max and Kyle were sitting watching TV.
- Off! - She snapped and they jumped up together.
- The couch is yours. - Isabel told Michael, and he stretched out on his side to check out the sports programme.
- You two, come help me fix some dinner. - She went to the kitchen and Max and Kyle followed her meekly.
- Now you’re going to pay him in a decent way for his help with your assignment, or I will personally go to school tomorrow and tell on you. -
Isabel made some omelettes with cheese and mushrooms and fresh tomato slices and had them take some to Michael with a peach Snapple. Then they came back for theirs and they all went to sit with Michael, the guys on the arms of the couch, and Isabel on the easy chair. When she finished eating, she knelt on the floor by the couch and gave Michael a relaxing massage all over his back. When she finished, he was asleep, and she got up and wiggled her finger at Max and Kyle to approach her at the kitchen.
- Ok, I’m going to get him to bed, and you are staying tonight with him. - She told Max.
- Sure, no problem. - Said Kyle.
- No, not you. You’re going home and so am I. - Isabel assured him.
She went over to Michael and crouched by his face. She kissed his cheek and run her fingers through his hair, whispering his name.
- Hey, Michael, c’mon, let me take you to bed, ok? - She said gently, softly raking her nails over his back, making him shiver.
- C’mon. - She insisted, placing her arm around his shoulders and pulling him towards her.
Michael opened his eyes, and got up slowly, just obeying her, half asleep.
- Give me a hand here? - She said to any of the two.
Max went over and put his arm around Michael’s waist from his other side and Kyle walked behind him with his hands on his ass, pushing him gently along. Michael lay down and made himself comfortable, and Isabel bent down and kissed his cheek before she left.
- Alright Kyle, I’ll give you a lift. - She left no ground for discussion.
Kyle mumbled some kind of farewell to Max and followed her to the street.
- What, you’re going to walk me all the way home? - He laughed.
- No, we’re going to walk to get a taxi right around the corner. - She said.
- Call me when you arrive, ok? - Said Max before closing the door.
- Sure. - Went Kyle hurriedly.
- He meant me. - Isabel told him.
- Oh, right, of course. - Kyle apologized.
Max closed the door and checked on Michael before going to the couch to watch his programme. He sat sipping his cherry coke and called Liz.
- Max, Michael didn’t deserve that from you guys. Sure he enjoyed it, of course, but he didn’t need it! - She scolded.
Damn her empathy, thought Max.
- Yeah, Isabel said so too. She made us help her with dinner and serve Michael like we were his slaves. - He told her.
- Well it serves you right. - She giggled.
- Any news from Maria? She was working there tonight, right? - Max asked.
- Yes, but she was quiet as a mouse, and we were crowded so we didn’t have any time to talk. She didn’t even take a break and before I knew it, she had already gone home. I had to close down. - Liz frowned.
Max sighed loudly, and said nothing.
- You’ll let him sleep? - She asked.
- I promise. Anyway, I know you’ll call me no matter what time if you feel any funny business, right? - Max joked.
- Sure I will. I’m turning in now, I’m dog tired, it’s been one hell of a suck day. - She yawned.
- Ok, see you tomorrow. - He turned off his cell phone to charge it. Anyway, Michael’s phone was working, so no problems there.
He checked on Michael again and got a blanket from the closet. He watched his back rising and falling evenly with his breathing. Michael was facing the other way, but Max knew his eyes were closed and his lips were parted, sleeping peacefully. He went to the couch and lay back, closing his eyes and crossing his hands over his chest. He was asleep in less than a minute.
As they arrived at Michael’s, he pushed up and slid out of the car over the closed door.
- Thanks guys. - He said and started turning to go.
- Hey! You promised to help us with Lit! - Kyle whined, as he opened the door and got down. Max got down too, using the door in a civilized way and proceeded to follow Kyle into the apartment.
- Ok, I’ve nothing at all to eat so if you want anything, you will have to get it yourselves. - Michael informed them and flopped on the couch.
- Ok, no problem. - Max assured him.
- I’m not writing. Ask anything you want and I’ll answer. You take your own notes. -
- Fair enough! - Kyle accepted.
They sat on the floor in front of the couch where Michael was lying and opened their books. Max read a few lines.
- What does he mean by that? - He asked.
Michael told him what had gone through to him and they wrote it down.
Then Kyle did the reading.
- What the hell could that possibly mean? - He grumbled.
Michael told him.
They were so focused on their work, that they couldn’t believe it when they realized they had been at it for three full chapters.
- Hey man, that was awesome! I think I’m beginning to get something out of this. The guy does make some sense, you know? - Kyle said admiringly.
- The guy’s a genius, you retard! - Michael chuckled at Kyle.
- Yes, I have to admit, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. - Max admitted.
They got up on their knees and turned towards Michael. They locked eyes and winked.
- Now, for the payment…- Said Max seriously.
And before Michael could say anything, Max had waved his clothes away as their hands started roaming his back.
- Hey! This is rape! - Michael growled.
- Is it? Ok, then we’re raping you! -
- Here or the bed? - Kyle asked.
- Bed! - Said Michael, and pushed up and led them to his bedroom.
He was about to lie down when Kyle stopped him.
- Hey wait! There’s something I read on this dirty book by that guy DeSade. Give me the pillow. - He reached out for it and Max handed it over.
Kyle placed it on the floor at the foot of the bed.
- Ok, Michael, on your belly upside down, your upper body hanging down the edge so you can rest your face on the pillow. Got it? - Kyle instructed.
Michael got on his hands and knees and eased himself down as Kyle asked. Max watched mystified.
- Ok, c’mon. - Kyle got on the bed straddling one of Michael’s thighs. - You take the other. -
- Wait…- Max said and rushed out of the room to the bathroom and returned with the green capped jar. He showed it to Kyle.
- Ohhh yes! By all means! - He exclaimed.
Max straddled Michael’s other thigh and looked at Kyle.
- Ok, first the lube…- He said and opened the jar and dipped his finger into it. Then he handed it to Max who did the same and set it aside within reach for further use. Michael’s bent over position gave them the perfect view and Kyle shoved his slick finger into him to the knuckle. Michael jerked and gripped Kyle hard, hissing.
- Hey, relax, man! No need to make it hurt more than it should! Oh I forgot you liked it. - Kyle giggled.
He pulled out hearing Michael moan and looked at Max whose eyes were on Michael.
- Well? - Went Kyle, and Max turned to look at him not knowing what was expected of him.
- Man, you’re slow! It’s in and out, first you then me. Got it? -
Max nodded and did what Kyle had just done. The second he was out, Kyle was back in. Michael was bucking back hard against each one, and breathing hard. He could feel both hard cocks resting against his thighs, the pre-cum slicked heads pushing against the lower curve of his buttocks.
- Two! - Said Kyle and shoved his index and middle finger in together.
Max followed the game feeling Michael’s insides slowly give to painfully accommodate them.
- Together! - And each one shoved their indexes into Michael at the same time, in and out a few times.
- Ok, he’s ready for the real thing. - Kyle said. - How about you? -
Max looked back a little lost.
- Just our cocks instead of our fingers, I place a bet on whose is in when he starts coming, ok? It’s a gamble, just luck. - Kyle said.
- What’s the prize? - Max asked.
- The winner stays in and comes with him. - Said Kyle with a grin.
- And the loser? - Max insisted.
- Comes into him right after. - Kyle laughed at Max’s eager nods.
- Ok, you go first. In and out, ok? No cheating, or stalling. - Kyle demanded.
Max leant towards the middle and thrust. Michael grunted, his insides protesting, not ready for the change of size and width. Kyle knowing he wouldn’t be as fast as he wanted, pushed him aside and plunged in. Michael was just as tight as he had been with Max, and Kyle felt the killer grip that sent shivers all the way up to his brain. This time Max was right there, burying to the hilt, and Kyle was shoving in just as fast. They loved the way Michael stayed so tight, making them force it in and fighting every inch shoved roughly into him with all he had. Soon after, Max noticed Kyle was rising over Michael’s ass as he pushed it in downwards and Michael purred with the extra pleasure. So Max did it like that too. He felt the head of his cock skim over Michael’s prostate and Michael bucked back hard as he had with Kyle right before him. By the fifth shove, Max felt Michael’s hips grind into him and he knew he had him coming. He was about to shout in triumph when Kyle gave him no time, pushing him away and shoving in for all he was worth as Michael came sobbing and whimpering. Max tried pushing Kyle away but he kept him at bay with his elbow.
- That’s cheating! - He shouted indignantly.
- Hold it…- Kyle whispered as he emptied his load into Michael. Then he pulled out and Max pounced into him with repressed fury. Michael gasped with the force of the angry penetration and Max shot deep into him getting him on the rebound and having Michael squeezing him to the last drop.
- It’s a tie! - Yelled Kyle.
-.What are you guys doing? - Isabel’s voice inquired.
- Oh shit! - They said together, Max pulled roughly out of Michael, making him cry out, and both guys hurriedly got their cocks back in their flies before she came in.
There was nothing they could do about Michael, whose position made it hard for even both of them together to try to get him completely on the bed on time before Isabel burst into the room. She had a big bag full of food in each arm and almost dropped them when she saw what she had walked into. Her face first went death pale and then flushed red with shock.
- You guys are sick! I heard from Liz Maria had been again the total bitch and I thought you were here making him feel better! - She screamed at them.
- Oh, we are, we just did, he’s feeling great now, right dude? - Kyle assured her.
- He helped us with Lit, we were just paying him back, just as we had said we would. Ask him! - Max defended himself, scared of his sister’s wrath.
- Get out! Go clean yourselves! Leave me with him. - That was enough to have them out of the room in less than a second. She reached out and slammed the door behind them. She heard them giggling as they pattered to the bathroom. Sometimes she felt like slapping them silly! She thought.
- Here, let me help you. - She reached under Michael’s stomach and helped him get to his hands and knees backing into the bed. Then he flopped back on it, still upside down but with all his body on the bed.
- Michael, how can you let them…-
- It’s ok, it’s just…
- A guy thing! I’ve heard that one before! That doesn’t mean they have a right to hurt you. - He started interrupting her again but she knew what he was going to say and she didn’t let him. - Even if you like it. That’s what you were going to say, right? I know you too well Michael. You can’t fool me! Are you alright? Don’t lie to me! -
- It still hurts some, but it’s passing. They’re rather…quite…- Michael struggled with the words to describe Max’s and Kyle’s equipment.
- Spare me the details, I get it. What can I do for you? - She offered.
- I’m just going to take a shower, don’t be mad at them. I accepted it. -
- Are right, I’m giving you a shower. It’s not the first time, so you know there’s no use protesting. C’mon! - She helped him up and they went to the bathroom.
- Hey! At least do something useful! Take the grocery bags and fill the fridge. Don’t eat anything until I tell you to! - She ordered, knowing they wouldn’t dare.
Isabel got the water in the perfect temperature, soaped him, rinsed him, and was about to turn off the shower when Michael stopped her.
- Wait, sorry, but these jerks have shot gallons into me, it’s still leaking out.- He turned cradling his face in his arms on the wall and pushed his hips back getting the spray to fall right into his ass.
Isabel gently spread him, careful of his cuts, knowing she was hurting him anyway, and yes, he was right. She suddenly understood those women who had cut the cocks off their partners. She would also cut their balls! She stayed there, massaging him very softly, knowing he was wincing and biting his lip not to make a sound that could upset her, though she couldn’t see his face, which he kept hidden in his arms. She was thinking that in Michael’s case, love definitively hurt. She felt him relaxing under her hands.
- Ok, I think it’s all out now. - He whispered.
She turned the water off and dried him with the towel She could do it with her powers, but the towel was nicer. They both knew it.
Kyle approached the bathroom door and though Max paled and waved his hands like crazy to stop him, he was determined.
- Hey, are you ever coming out of there? - They heard the footsteps nearing the door from the inside and they knew it wasn’t Michael cause he was barefoot. Max took off like a frightened rabbit and made it to the couch before the door completely opened. Isabel towered over Kyle with such a look on her face, that Kyle also paled and backed away until he had room enough to turn and run for the couch, dropping beside Max.
- And stay there! - Isabel ordered. Michael smirked.
- You’re not afraid of me? - She asked him, quite serious.
- Should I? - He whispered back, looking smug.
- You should! - She assured him.
- Well, I’m not. What are you going to do to convince me I should? - He locked eyes with her.
- There’s nothing I can do, except putting myself in danger, and I’m not like you. I’m not up to it. I am afraid. - She answered, watching his expression soften and his arms wrap around her. He pressed his cheek to hers and buried his fingers in her hair as she crossed her wrists on the small of his back. She turned her face and kissed his cheek.
- Let’s get you dressed. - She whispered as she slowly pulled away from him.
They went back to his room and as she squatted by him and eased the soft cotton sweat shorts up his legs, she shivered remembering that day she found Michael at the trailer and had to put shorts on him too, to get him out of the filthy place. Then she got a sleeveless t-shirt over his head. He took the socks from her hands and bent over to put them on.
- You hungry? - She asked him.
- Yeah, kind of. I didn’t have lunch at school cause I was upset…- He said.
- Ok, c’mon. - She took his hand and led him to the couch where Max and Kyle were sitting watching TV.
- Off! - She snapped and they jumped up together.
- The couch is yours. - Isabel told Michael, and he stretched out on his side to check out the sports programme.
- You two, come help me fix some dinner. - She went to the kitchen and Max and Kyle followed her meekly.
- Now you’re going to pay him in a decent way for his help with your assignment, or I will personally go to school tomorrow and tell on you. -
Isabel made some omelettes with cheese and mushrooms and fresh tomato slices and had them take some to Michael with a peach Snapple. Then they came back for theirs and they all went to sit with Michael, the guys on the arms of the couch, and Isabel on the easy chair. When she finished eating, she knelt on the floor by the couch and gave Michael a relaxing massage all over his back. When she finished, he was asleep, and she got up and wiggled her finger at Max and Kyle to approach her at the kitchen.
- Ok, I’m going to get him to bed, and you are staying tonight with him. - She told Max.
- Sure, no problem. - Said Kyle.
- No, not you. You’re going home and so am I. - Isabel assured him.
She went over to Michael and crouched by his face. She kissed his cheek and run her fingers through his hair, whispering his name.
- Hey, Michael, c’mon, let me take you to bed, ok? - She said gently, softly raking her nails over his back, making him shiver.
- C’mon. - She insisted, placing her arm around his shoulders and pulling him towards her.
Michael opened his eyes, and got up slowly, just obeying her, half asleep.
- Give me a hand here? - She said to any of the two.
Max went over and put his arm around Michael’s waist from his other side and Kyle walked behind him with his hands on his ass, pushing him gently along. Michael lay down and made himself comfortable, and Isabel bent down and kissed his cheek before she left.
- Alright Kyle, I’ll give you a lift. - She left no ground for discussion.
Kyle mumbled some kind of farewell to Max and followed her to the street.
- What, you’re going to walk me all the way home? - He laughed.
- No, we’re going to walk to get a taxi right around the corner. - She said.
- Call me when you arrive, ok? - Said Max before closing the door.
- Sure. - Went Kyle hurriedly.
- He meant me. - Isabel told him.
- Oh, right, of course. - Kyle apologized.
Max closed the door and checked on Michael before going to the couch to watch his programme. He sat sipping his cherry coke and called Liz.
- Max, Michael didn’t deserve that from you guys. Sure he enjoyed it, of course, but he didn’t need it! - She scolded.
Damn her empathy, thought Max.
- Yeah, Isabel said so too. She made us help her with dinner and serve Michael like we were his slaves. - He told her.
- Well it serves you right. - She giggled.
- Any news from Maria? She was working there tonight, right? - Max asked.
- Yes, but she was quiet as a mouse, and we were crowded so we didn’t have any time to talk. She didn’t even take a break and before I knew it, she had already gone home. I had to close down. - Liz frowned.
Max sighed loudly, and said nothing.
- You’ll let him sleep? - She asked.
- I promise. Anyway, I know you’ll call me no matter what time if you feel any funny business, right? - Max joked.
- Sure I will. I’m turning in now, I’m dog tired, it’s been one hell of a suck day. - She yawned.
- Ok, see you tomorrow. - He turned off his cell phone to charge it. Anyway, Michael’s phone was working, so no problems there.
He checked on Michael again and got a blanket from the closet. He watched his back rising and falling evenly with his breathing. Michael was facing the other way, but Max knew his eyes were closed and his lips were parted, sleeping peacefully. He went to the couch and lay back, closing his eyes and crossing his hands over his chest. He was asleep in less than a minute.
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the martyr of antar
Hey, Grace, believe it or not, I see completely your point of view, but relationships are tumultuous and this one especially. It's those issues that ultimately get them together, like unexpectedly, in the last episode in the show. Those two love each other passionately and they are definitely meant for each other, as they will prove in the end. The worse they go through, the closer they get. I love them together, and that's where they will have to be.
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the martyr of antar
Chapter 125
Max woke up to these weird sounds coming from Michael’s room. He checked his watch and it was just past midnight. He sat up and listened to make sure he wasn’t the one having a nightmare. Then he got up and padded to the bedroom. Michael was tossing and muttering, and the name Maria was whispered huskily every 5 words or so. “Oh no! Here we go again. I’m going to kill Maria!” Max thought rubbing his eyes. He went to get the easy chair and pushed it all the way to the bedroom. He didn’t trust himself to lie on the bed with Michael. He had promised Isabel no funny business, and Liz too, he knew he couldn’t fool her anymore, so the chair was safer. He sat by the bed and reached out for the restless boy.
- Hey, I’m here, you’re ok, just take it easy…- Max tried to sooth him placing his hand on his thigh and feeling the strong muscles there tightening rock hard under his palm.
- Why Maria?...I love you so much…everything was fine…I didn’t call them…Seligman should have…he did but too late…Damn him! - Michael exploded and Max jumped up at the rage in his deep voice.
- Michael, Maria loves you, she’s just uptight, it’ll pass, you’ll see. - Max insisted.
- Maria, please…it hurts…it hurts so much…you’re the only who can…take it away…I need you…trust me please…why are you doing this to me? - Michael sobbed and his whole body shuddered.
Max hated to see him like this. Sure, they had had their disagreements and Max had lately admitted he had been too harsh with him a little too many times but Michael was his strength. He had always been there for him when he needed him and wouldn’t fail him. He was totally loyal to him as he had so crudely come to know this last month. All that had happened in just a month? Incredible, really, he had once heard someone say: “what doesn’t happen in a year happens in a second”. He would change the last part to: “a fraction of a second” most likely. It had been shocking to see their gruesome deaths in their previous lives, especially Michael’s. Max couldn’t help shivering at the memory so vivid in his brain. He had been so wrapped up in his thoughts that he hadn’t noticed Michael’s dreams had taken a turn.
- Yes, oh yes…just do it…mmm yes, aaahhhhh…don’t… make me come yet…- Michael was definitely having a wet one now.
- Michael? - Max was quite curious what it was about, he just whispered, so he could’ve been anyone.
- Your nails feel like…daggers!...hurts damn good…yes…yes…deeper, ungh…hard! Make it hurt!...I can’t…hold…back…- Michael was breathing so hard that Max knew he was coming, bucking and writhing until his final cry gave Max what he was waiting for. - Lannie! Yes! -
So it was an Antar dream now, he knew those two had been wild, their kinky side well known. Michael enjoyed being the victim in the bedroom and then went to fight like a tiger in the battlefield! How about that! Did they have shrinks in Antar? Cause his cousin was in dire need of one! Max chuckled, thinking the outcome would have Michael now relaxing and he would be able to complete his 3 hours. But what came next was absolutely, even to him, unexpected. Michael relaxed for barely a minute tops, the writing and moans began again. Max grabbed Michael’s shoulder and shook him, but the boy gasped and jerked away from his hand, not waking up at all.
- Wait…wait…yes I want it…but it’s hurting…real bad…inside…you’re too…unngghhh…shit Hank…you’re tearing me!...Ahhh…yes…just do it…you know I can…I can take it, Hank!...just do it!...oh yes…yes…it’s killing me…yesss…-
Michael was grabbing the pillow hard against him and wincing. His back was beaded with sweat and he was shuddering again. Max watched him open mouthed. He couldn’t conceive his foster father did that to him! And he took it! His foster parents had been so considerate and worried that they always had the best they could give them that it was beyond him that someone could do that to a child. He had been exposed to that too often lately but it still shook him and made him think he had been just as sick to Michael back in Antar, and then here again as a consequence of their previous lives. No, he had never been that cruel to him here. Not sadistically, or purposedly. He was large and it had to hurt, but he was careful with proper lubrication to try to mitigate it as much as possible. Ok, Michael did suffer, not as much as he had just seen, and he was also killing him in the end, with pleasure. Like it or not, the outcome was the same. How could such pain bring him pleasure was unbelievable to Max. He was clearly no masochist. The thought of pain had him ready to pass out. He tried to remember the white room and he knew he had been screaming because he knew the scalpel was cutting his chest, but he only felt some pressure, the thing was so sharp that it went through his skin like butter. If it had hurt he would have blacked out on the spot. Oh god, that was so embarrassing, well he didn’t have it in him. He was no warrior. Oh yeah, but according to Michael he was “fearless leader”, “yeah sure, laugh at me Michael, cause you’re the fearless one, kid. What I’d give to be like you, but if it means to have to go through all the torture you have endured, then no thanks, I’d rather stay the way I am and have you tease me. It’s ok.” Max couldn’t take it anymore. Before Michael was swept into another sick dream of any kind, Max leant forwards and pressed his forehead into Michael’s cheek.
- Michael, Michael! It’s me, Max, wake up, Michael, please! - He ended up in a sob.
Michael’s hard breathing started to stabilize and he whispered Max’s name softly with a gentle smile. He visibly relaxed and Max straightened up and caressed Michael’s hair. He hadn’t managed to wake him up but now he seemed resting quietly.
- Oh well, just sleep then, ok? No nightmares, you don’t need that. Dream you’re at Laurie’s, riding in the sun. - He passed the back of his fingers the best he could over Michael’s eyes because his face was half buried in the pillow, and pulled away to stifle a yawn.
The sound of the door of the apartment bursting open and someone shouting his name proved him right as far as the “fearless” issues were concerned, and he stood up, trembling in fear.
Isabel woke up startled, with Jesse calling her name and shaking her violently, looking worried.
- What? What! - She pushed him away and sat up.
- Isabel! What were you doing? - He screamed at her.
- What are you talking about? - She shouted back confused.
- You lay there, moving like you were having sex, with both your hands curved like claws, raking the air above your…lap, and though you were smiling in a weird wicked way, you kept saying: “wrath, wrath”. It doesn’t make sense, you didn’t seem angry, quite the contrary. - He shook his head with such a disgusted look, she moved as far away as she could. She closed her eyes tight and pressed her fingers to her temples pressing hard.
- I...I need some tea. - She leapt out of the bed and put on her robe and slippers. She was about to leave the room but she changed her mind and turned to her husband, who had a suspicious look on his face she didn’t like at all. She walked up to him and raised her hand. He flinched as if expecting her to slap him. She placed her hand on his forehead and pushed him back on the bed.
- I’m sorry I woke you up, just go back to sleep, everything’s fine. - She said in an even sing-song voice, and Jesse obediently closed his eyes and was instantly asleep. Isabel rushed out of the apartment and got a cab just around the corner. She could’ve taken Jesse’s car but she preferred not to. There was something about that car…she couldn’t quite place her finger on it. She rapped on the windshield to wake up the snoring driver and watched him jump up and stare at her. He reached back and opened the locked door for her. She almost did it herself in her haste, but stopped just in time not to scare the crap out of the guy.
- Mrs Ramirez! Is everything alright? - He had been at their service since they moved into the apartment after their wedding. He was middle aged and quite discreet.
- My brother called me to say my cousin wasn’t feeling well, and he lives alone. - She gave him the address and drove reasonably fast, knowing she was expecting him to.
She knew it wasn’t a nightmare like the ones they had been having when they had Nicholas to worry about. It wasn’t even a nightmare, but if Max had broken his promise, she was seriously considering really cutting his damn cock off. “Sorry Liz! Well, you already know what an alien orgasm is like, but the way things are going, it might not happen with Max at all.” She felt the car stopping and she paid the man and ran to Michael’s. She heard the cab taking off as she opened the door with her powers and she rushed inside. As she entered the bedroom, she was surprised to find Michael sleeping peacefully and Max standing between the bed and the easy chair ready to have a heart attack. He stared at the door, his eyes bulging and his hand raised to activate his shield at the slightest sign of foul play. He sighed in relief when he saw Isabel.
- Max! What’s wrong with him? You didn’t…- She snapped.
- He had some nightmares, but now he’s ok. - Max’s face looked haggard, as he rubbed it with his hands and sat back on the chair. Isabel went to sit on the bed by Michael and touched his face.
- Isabel, how come you’re here? I’ve been waiting for Liz to call but she hasn’t. But you…what made you come? - Max was curious.
- I had this dream…- She saw Max’s face pale. - No, not that kind, but Jesse woke me up because I kept saying “wrath” according to him, with a “w” you know? Of course it was really “Rath”. I must have stuttered and didn’t get to the “Michael” thankfully, cause Jesse didn’t get it at all. What about him? -
- He actually had three…- Max began.
- Three! Are you sure? - Isabel was baffled.
- Of course I’m sure! The first one had no sex. It was about Maria…-
- And it had no sex? C’mon…- Isabel interrupted him again.
- Will you let me finish? - He spat, indignant. Isabel nodded. - He was suffering because of her bitching at school, and feeling so bad, that I felt like killing her, remembering how he had been all that time before the real nightmares began. -
- Oh, that made you feel bad? - Isabel gave him a mocking look just to remind him he had caused the suffering that last time.
- Isabel, we’ve been there before, ok? Let me be. That’s over, I know I was wrong and I’m sorry. But this is something else. I had nothing to do with it. -
- Ok, stop the drama, no wonder Maria calls you “girlfriend”, sorry to mention her, well tell me about the latest Maria’s issues, cause I have no idea what went on today with those two. -
- They had another fight, she got jealous about these 2 girls…-
- The “yin yan twins”? - Isabel giggled.
- Yes, that’s how Maria called them. You know about them? - Max asked.
- Jesus Max, all school knows about them stalking Michael since I can remember. Those were the most aggressive ones, the others just drooled from a distance. Don’t you know what happens around you at all? Everyone in West Roswell high knows. - She rolled her eyes at her naïve brother.
- Well, they were pawing him shamelessly at the back bench in Seligman’s class and Maria got very pissed at him. -
- Where was she? -
- Seligman sent her for the janitor and paper towel rolls. She returned to find them at him. The real bad part is that it cost Michael’s graduation. -
- How’s that? - Isabel didn’t get it.
- He needed a C and Seligman didn’t give it to him because of the outburst in his class. - Max explained.
- What’s the matter with Maria? She sure has a funny way of showing her love for Michael, and I don’t mean their kinky stuff. I thought she had changed but I guess I was so wrong. - She kissed Michael’s cheek and he snuggled on the bed and purred.
- Yeah, even Liz was pissed at her and sorry for Michael. She offered to talk to Seligman but Michael refused. He expected him to be fair, as a teacher should, and Michael was very disappointed. He said when Maria left the room and the girls started coming back at him, Seligman rescued him bringing him to the front bench with that jerk Simmons, so he actually knew what had been going on. Michael had just taken it not to get in trouble. Of course Maria didn’t see it that way. -
- Well I wouldn’t have either, but I think I would’ve talked it out with him instead of spoiling his chance at graduating. That’s real bitchy! - Isabel shook her head in anger.
- You know Maria’s temper. No wonder they call her the “hurricane”. I’m sure she’s already repenting, and will make up with Michael. - Max said still somewhat pissed at his sister for reminding him of how he had been the one to bring on that last fight some months ago. “Revenge is sweet” he thought before he made his next move.
- He obviously shared the second dream with you, want to see? - He reached over and grabbed her hand making the connection, getting back at her.
Isabel saw not only her dream but also Michael’s side of the story plus the Maria one tearing at his heart and before Max could control it, he had lauched into the Hank one too. When Isabel pulled her hand away, she was openly crying, having seen it all before either of them could stop.
- I’m sorry, I wasn’t planning on the last one, I just wanted to tell you about it, not have you see it. The connection went so fast that it just got the upper hand. I’m really sorry. - Max said, watching his sister wiping away her tears with the sleeve of her robe. He honestly thought the last one was too much.
- He’s resting quietly now, and I plan to make sure he stays that way, ok? You better go back before Jesse gets pissed and might get other ideas. - Max suggested.
- No, it’s ok. He’s totally passed out. I worked on him before I came. I want to stay. - She went for the sleeping bag and laid it alongside the bed, just taking Michael’s hand in hers as it hung from her side. Max made himself comfortable in the easy chair, taking Michael’s other hand in his. There was nothing sexual about the contact so it was safe.
- I’m worried about Liz, she should have called. Could you…- Max asked.
- Ok, I’ll check on her boring dreams. - Isabel accepted.
Once she was in, she was perplexed by the absolute lack of brain activity. Liz was sleeping in a state of near coma. There was nothing wrong with her, everything was working normally, she was just totally relaxed. She informed Max what she had found out.
- Oh well, no wonder I have heard nothing from her. She’ll pick it up from Michael tomorrow, surely, so we can still have some hours of rest. - He said relieved.
- Fine. - Isabel closed her eyes, and finally the room was filled by the relaxed breathing of the three aliens.
Max woke up to these weird sounds coming from Michael’s room. He checked his watch and it was just past midnight. He sat up and listened to make sure he wasn’t the one having a nightmare. Then he got up and padded to the bedroom. Michael was tossing and muttering, and the name Maria was whispered huskily every 5 words or so. “Oh no! Here we go again. I’m going to kill Maria!” Max thought rubbing his eyes. He went to get the easy chair and pushed it all the way to the bedroom. He didn’t trust himself to lie on the bed with Michael. He had promised Isabel no funny business, and Liz too, he knew he couldn’t fool her anymore, so the chair was safer. He sat by the bed and reached out for the restless boy.
- Hey, I’m here, you’re ok, just take it easy…- Max tried to sooth him placing his hand on his thigh and feeling the strong muscles there tightening rock hard under his palm.
- Why Maria?...I love you so much…everything was fine…I didn’t call them…Seligman should have…he did but too late…Damn him! - Michael exploded and Max jumped up at the rage in his deep voice.
- Michael, Maria loves you, she’s just uptight, it’ll pass, you’ll see. - Max insisted.
- Maria, please…it hurts…it hurts so much…you’re the only who can…take it away…I need you…trust me please…why are you doing this to me? - Michael sobbed and his whole body shuddered.
Max hated to see him like this. Sure, they had had their disagreements and Max had lately admitted he had been too harsh with him a little too many times but Michael was his strength. He had always been there for him when he needed him and wouldn’t fail him. He was totally loyal to him as he had so crudely come to know this last month. All that had happened in just a month? Incredible, really, he had once heard someone say: “what doesn’t happen in a year happens in a second”. He would change the last part to: “a fraction of a second” most likely. It had been shocking to see their gruesome deaths in their previous lives, especially Michael’s. Max couldn’t help shivering at the memory so vivid in his brain. He had been so wrapped up in his thoughts that he hadn’t noticed Michael’s dreams had taken a turn.
- Yes, oh yes…just do it…mmm yes, aaahhhhh…don’t… make me come yet…- Michael was definitely having a wet one now.
- Michael? - Max was quite curious what it was about, he just whispered, so he could’ve been anyone.
- Your nails feel like…daggers!...hurts damn good…yes…yes…deeper, ungh…hard! Make it hurt!...I can’t…hold…back…- Michael was breathing so hard that Max knew he was coming, bucking and writhing until his final cry gave Max what he was waiting for. - Lannie! Yes! -
So it was an Antar dream now, he knew those two had been wild, their kinky side well known. Michael enjoyed being the victim in the bedroom and then went to fight like a tiger in the battlefield! How about that! Did they have shrinks in Antar? Cause his cousin was in dire need of one! Max chuckled, thinking the outcome would have Michael now relaxing and he would be able to complete his 3 hours. But what came next was absolutely, even to him, unexpected. Michael relaxed for barely a minute tops, the writing and moans began again. Max grabbed Michael’s shoulder and shook him, but the boy gasped and jerked away from his hand, not waking up at all.
- Wait…wait…yes I want it…but it’s hurting…real bad…inside…you’re too…unngghhh…shit Hank…you’re tearing me!...Ahhh…yes…just do it…you know I can…I can take it, Hank!...just do it!...oh yes…yes…it’s killing me…yesss…-
Michael was grabbing the pillow hard against him and wincing. His back was beaded with sweat and he was shuddering again. Max watched him open mouthed. He couldn’t conceive his foster father did that to him! And he took it! His foster parents had been so considerate and worried that they always had the best they could give them that it was beyond him that someone could do that to a child. He had been exposed to that too often lately but it still shook him and made him think he had been just as sick to Michael back in Antar, and then here again as a consequence of their previous lives. No, he had never been that cruel to him here. Not sadistically, or purposedly. He was large and it had to hurt, but he was careful with proper lubrication to try to mitigate it as much as possible. Ok, Michael did suffer, not as much as he had just seen, and he was also killing him in the end, with pleasure. Like it or not, the outcome was the same. How could such pain bring him pleasure was unbelievable to Max. He was clearly no masochist. The thought of pain had him ready to pass out. He tried to remember the white room and he knew he had been screaming because he knew the scalpel was cutting his chest, but he only felt some pressure, the thing was so sharp that it went through his skin like butter. If it had hurt he would have blacked out on the spot. Oh god, that was so embarrassing, well he didn’t have it in him. He was no warrior. Oh yeah, but according to Michael he was “fearless leader”, “yeah sure, laugh at me Michael, cause you’re the fearless one, kid. What I’d give to be like you, but if it means to have to go through all the torture you have endured, then no thanks, I’d rather stay the way I am and have you tease me. It’s ok.” Max couldn’t take it anymore. Before Michael was swept into another sick dream of any kind, Max leant forwards and pressed his forehead into Michael’s cheek.
- Michael, Michael! It’s me, Max, wake up, Michael, please! - He ended up in a sob.
Michael’s hard breathing started to stabilize and he whispered Max’s name softly with a gentle smile. He visibly relaxed and Max straightened up and caressed Michael’s hair. He hadn’t managed to wake him up but now he seemed resting quietly.
- Oh well, just sleep then, ok? No nightmares, you don’t need that. Dream you’re at Laurie’s, riding in the sun. - He passed the back of his fingers the best he could over Michael’s eyes because his face was half buried in the pillow, and pulled away to stifle a yawn.
The sound of the door of the apartment bursting open and someone shouting his name proved him right as far as the “fearless” issues were concerned, and he stood up, trembling in fear.
Isabel woke up startled, with Jesse calling her name and shaking her violently, looking worried.
- What? What! - She pushed him away and sat up.
- Isabel! What were you doing? - He screamed at her.
- What are you talking about? - She shouted back confused.
- You lay there, moving like you were having sex, with both your hands curved like claws, raking the air above your…lap, and though you were smiling in a weird wicked way, you kept saying: “wrath, wrath”. It doesn’t make sense, you didn’t seem angry, quite the contrary. - He shook his head with such a disgusted look, she moved as far away as she could. She closed her eyes tight and pressed her fingers to her temples pressing hard.
- I...I need some tea. - She leapt out of the bed and put on her robe and slippers. She was about to leave the room but she changed her mind and turned to her husband, who had a suspicious look on his face she didn’t like at all. She walked up to him and raised her hand. He flinched as if expecting her to slap him. She placed her hand on his forehead and pushed him back on the bed.
- I’m sorry I woke you up, just go back to sleep, everything’s fine. - She said in an even sing-song voice, and Jesse obediently closed his eyes and was instantly asleep. Isabel rushed out of the apartment and got a cab just around the corner. She could’ve taken Jesse’s car but she preferred not to. There was something about that car…she couldn’t quite place her finger on it. She rapped on the windshield to wake up the snoring driver and watched him jump up and stare at her. He reached back and opened the locked door for her. She almost did it herself in her haste, but stopped just in time not to scare the crap out of the guy.
- Mrs Ramirez! Is everything alright? - He had been at their service since they moved into the apartment after their wedding. He was middle aged and quite discreet.
- My brother called me to say my cousin wasn’t feeling well, and he lives alone. - She gave him the address and drove reasonably fast, knowing she was expecting him to.
She knew it wasn’t a nightmare like the ones they had been having when they had Nicholas to worry about. It wasn’t even a nightmare, but if Max had broken his promise, she was seriously considering really cutting his damn cock off. “Sorry Liz! Well, you already know what an alien orgasm is like, but the way things are going, it might not happen with Max at all.” She felt the car stopping and she paid the man and ran to Michael’s. She heard the cab taking off as she opened the door with her powers and she rushed inside. As she entered the bedroom, she was surprised to find Michael sleeping peacefully and Max standing between the bed and the easy chair ready to have a heart attack. He stared at the door, his eyes bulging and his hand raised to activate his shield at the slightest sign of foul play. He sighed in relief when he saw Isabel.
- Max! What’s wrong with him? You didn’t…- She snapped.
- He had some nightmares, but now he’s ok. - Max’s face looked haggard, as he rubbed it with his hands and sat back on the chair. Isabel went to sit on the bed by Michael and touched his face.
- Isabel, how come you’re here? I’ve been waiting for Liz to call but she hasn’t. But you…what made you come? - Max was curious.
- I had this dream…- She saw Max’s face pale. - No, not that kind, but Jesse woke me up because I kept saying “wrath” according to him, with a “w” you know? Of course it was really “Rath”. I must have stuttered and didn’t get to the “Michael” thankfully, cause Jesse didn’t get it at all. What about him? -
- He actually had three…- Max began.
- Three! Are you sure? - Isabel was baffled.
- Of course I’m sure! The first one had no sex. It was about Maria…-
- And it had no sex? C’mon…- Isabel interrupted him again.
- Will you let me finish? - He spat, indignant. Isabel nodded. - He was suffering because of her bitching at school, and feeling so bad, that I felt like killing her, remembering how he had been all that time before the real nightmares began. -
- Oh, that made you feel bad? - Isabel gave him a mocking look just to remind him he had caused the suffering that last time.
- Isabel, we’ve been there before, ok? Let me be. That’s over, I know I was wrong and I’m sorry. But this is something else. I had nothing to do with it. -
- Ok, stop the drama, no wonder Maria calls you “girlfriend”, sorry to mention her, well tell me about the latest Maria’s issues, cause I have no idea what went on today with those two. -
- They had another fight, she got jealous about these 2 girls…-
- The “yin yan twins”? - Isabel giggled.
- Yes, that’s how Maria called them. You know about them? - Max asked.
- Jesus Max, all school knows about them stalking Michael since I can remember. Those were the most aggressive ones, the others just drooled from a distance. Don’t you know what happens around you at all? Everyone in West Roswell high knows. - She rolled her eyes at her naïve brother.
- Well, they were pawing him shamelessly at the back bench in Seligman’s class and Maria got very pissed at him. -
- Where was she? -
- Seligman sent her for the janitor and paper towel rolls. She returned to find them at him. The real bad part is that it cost Michael’s graduation. -
- How’s that? - Isabel didn’t get it.
- He needed a C and Seligman didn’t give it to him because of the outburst in his class. - Max explained.
- What’s the matter with Maria? She sure has a funny way of showing her love for Michael, and I don’t mean their kinky stuff. I thought she had changed but I guess I was so wrong. - She kissed Michael’s cheek and he snuggled on the bed and purred.
- Yeah, even Liz was pissed at her and sorry for Michael. She offered to talk to Seligman but Michael refused. He expected him to be fair, as a teacher should, and Michael was very disappointed. He said when Maria left the room and the girls started coming back at him, Seligman rescued him bringing him to the front bench with that jerk Simmons, so he actually knew what had been going on. Michael had just taken it not to get in trouble. Of course Maria didn’t see it that way. -
- Well I wouldn’t have either, but I think I would’ve talked it out with him instead of spoiling his chance at graduating. That’s real bitchy! - Isabel shook her head in anger.
- You know Maria’s temper. No wonder they call her the “hurricane”. I’m sure she’s already repenting, and will make up with Michael. - Max said still somewhat pissed at his sister for reminding him of how he had been the one to bring on that last fight some months ago. “Revenge is sweet” he thought before he made his next move.
- He obviously shared the second dream with you, want to see? - He reached over and grabbed her hand making the connection, getting back at her.
Isabel saw not only her dream but also Michael’s side of the story plus the Maria one tearing at his heart and before Max could control it, he had lauched into the Hank one too. When Isabel pulled her hand away, she was openly crying, having seen it all before either of them could stop.
- I’m sorry, I wasn’t planning on the last one, I just wanted to tell you about it, not have you see it. The connection went so fast that it just got the upper hand. I’m really sorry. - Max said, watching his sister wiping away her tears with the sleeve of her robe. He honestly thought the last one was too much.
- He’s resting quietly now, and I plan to make sure he stays that way, ok? You better go back before Jesse gets pissed and might get other ideas. - Max suggested.
- No, it’s ok. He’s totally passed out. I worked on him before I came. I want to stay. - She went for the sleeping bag and laid it alongside the bed, just taking Michael’s hand in hers as it hung from her side. Max made himself comfortable in the easy chair, taking Michael’s other hand in his. There was nothing sexual about the contact so it was safe.
- I’m worried about Liz, she should have called. Could you…- Max asked.
- Ok, I’ll check on her boring dreams. - Isabel accepted.
Once she was in, she was perplexed by the absolute lack of brain activity. Liz was sleeping in a state of near coma. There was nothing wrong with her, everything was working normally, she was just totally relaxed. She informed Max what she had found out.
- Oh well, no wonder I have heard nothing from her. She’ll pick it up from Michael tomorrow, surely, so we can still have some hours of rest. - He said relieved.
- Fine. - Isabel closed her eyes, and finally the room was filled by the relaxed breathing of the three aliens.
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Hey Grace. the whole thing was already finished when I started posting it and it's uncanny how everything you're saying really happens. Just wait and see, and I'm sure you're in for a pleasant surprise. Maria has never been the bad guy, she's just as impulsive as Michael but in a feminine way and it gets her in trouble, because she speaks and acts before she thinks. They're actually very alike. Liz is going through hell with her Max issues and she's frustrated that Michael and Maria can't manage to stay together, but she's there for her to get them back again. Liz feels their love for each other but getting it channeled correctly between the explosive couple is a little too much for her still new power. Isabel's problems with her marriage, her new friend, and the vibes she keeps getting from her previous life are enough to drive anyone nuts, and it's also getting out of her hands, frustrating her to no ends. Max is finding it hard not to be able to manipulate things like he used to, especially with Liz's rebellion. Everyone's signals have been getting totally crossed with the stressed month they've just had but they'll get back in sync thanks to this last break up. Always expect the unexpected from this amazing group of friends, because in spite of everything, they will be friends till the end.
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Chapter 126
Liz opened her eyes to her beautiful coloured glittering stars above her bed. She was totally relaxed, she had never thought she would ever take a sleeping pill, but last night she really needed it. She had slept without the slightest hint of a dream, knowing things had a way to fall back in their correct place as she hoped they would, for all her friends’ sake. She went down to the Crashdown to find Maria had everything ready so she didn’t need to do a thing. She was sitting at the counter sipping some tea.
- Oh my god! Maria! What time did you arrive to be able to do all this? - Liz asked her wide eyed.
- I couldn’t sleep last night. I felt bad the way I reacted, and made Seligman take it out on Michael. I wanted to go to him, but I knew he probably wouldn’t be alone, so I just decided to think things out. You can’t imagine all the stuff that went through my head. Leaving Roswell, leaving Michael were the ones that really stuck. I know all you guys were mad at me for the grade thing, but I’m going to go straight to that jerk Seligman and make him see reason. He definitely wasn’t fair, and neither was I. -
- Maria, I offered Michael to talk to him, but he didn’t accept it. I had to take a sleeping pill last night cause I was feeling lousy about the whole thing. You’re my best friend, and nothing will change that. I guess I overreacted too, I’m so sorry. -
- No Liz, I would have probably done the same thing if I had been in your shoes. It’s not that I don’t trust Michael, I do. In spite of all that has been going in his life, I know that when he’s with me, that’s all he is thinking about. Don’t get mad at me, Liz, but I think you’re all taking advantage of him. You all know he just can’t say no to you guys, cause you’ve become the family he never had and he feels so at home with all of you. I also know for sure that if we were all standing here in front of him and he had to choose one of us to spend the night with him, he would choose me without the slightest hesitation. I know. Don’t ask me how. Sorry chica, but with all of you, it’s sex, with me it’s love. It’s just that I can’t help being so jealous when it comes to him, I know I’m screwing it but I can’t control myself. I’m jealous of your empathy with him, I’m jealous of Isabel’s having been with him on that previous life and here before me. I’m jealous of Max and Kyle being able to do to him what I can’t, well, not exactly, I can never have a “guy thing” with him for obvious reasons. I could talk with you all our issues, but lately with your empathy, you seem to know much more about him than anyone else, me included, and it feels weird, you know? - She ended.
Liz opened her arms to her and they were lost in a huge hug.
- Maria, I didn’t ask for that, you know, but if it can help you guys, I’m all for you. Believe me. Let’s both go to Seligman and let me do most of the talking, ok? You’ll back me up and give your own version. You with me? -
- All the way! - They hugged again, and Liz’s father opened the door of the Crashdown and the breakfast crowd was in.
By the time they arrived in school, they went straight to Seligman’s and were surprised to see Isabel going in to talk to him right before them.
- Hey, Isabel! - Liz called and the alien girl turned and gave then a surprised smile.
- I think we’re all here for the same thing, so we may as well come in together, cause I suspect you won’t have time for the three of us individually. - Isabel practically demanded Seligman for his time.
Seligman nodded and waved them in.
When the alarm clock on Michael’s nightstand started blaring, Max and Isabel jumped up.
Max took charge of waking Michael up and Isabel raced to the phone to call Jesse. There was no answer, and his cell phone was off. “Oh shit!” Isabel thought, “He must be awfully pissed.” She saw Max pushing a half asleep Michael into the bathroom and heard the shower being turned on. She went to the kitchen and got breakfast ready. Max rushed Michael to the kitchen counter and they had their o.j. and cereal and headed for the car. Isabel went along with them and Max thought they were going to give her a lift home. Michael passed out on the back seat and when Max made the turn towards Isabel’s place, she asked him where he was going.
- I’m taking you home. - Max confirmed.
- No. I’m going to school with you. - She said.
Max gave her a look and she realized what she was wearing. She looked around and gestured towards a small alley. Max drove in and Isabel changed her robe and slippers into decent everyday clothes with a single wave of her hand. They drove out and Max turned to her again.
- Is this about Michael? Because he doesn’t want…-
- He doesn’t want Liz talking to Seligman, but he hasn’t said anything about me. - She said.
- I don’t think he would want you to either, Isabel. - Max insisted.
- Well that’s my problem, not yours, so don’t interfere, and keep your mouth shut. - She looked straight ahead full of determination and Max knew the conversation was over.
They arrived at school and as soon as Max parked, Isabel took off into the building. By the time Michael was conscious enough of his surroundings, Isabel was long gone. He didn’t even know she had come with them at all.
Max decided to follow her advice and said nothing. They went straight to the lockers, both hoping to see the girls but they weren’t there, only Kyle, who was also wondering where Liz and Maria were. Michael snoozed through the morning classes none of which he shared with Maria, waiting anxiously for lunchtime when he would finally meet her. He was ready to do anything to get her back. It was killing him. The last period before lunch was gym with Max, and as they had just finished changing, Max remembered he had forgotten to bring his ankle brace in his gym locker cause he had taken it home to wash it. He had already been asked by the teacher to get some stuff for him with another boy, so he asked Michael to go and get it for him. As he was heading for the lockers on Max’s errand, still without the slightest glimpse of her, he saw her coming his way with Liz on the way to art, and they stopped facing each other right in front of the door of the eraser room. Liz just kept on walking leaving them alone, smiling and gloating on the way her plan had worked. Max’s timing had been perfect, especially the fact that Michael was in his gym clothes. Liz had sneakily told Maria her scrunchy was kind of messy and had taken her stuff while she got it fixed. Michael and Maria locked eyes, and she simply froze. Michael thought he would just pass out if she didn’t say anything or perhaps if she did, so being an action man, he just reacted. He took her in his arms and kissed her. Maria’s arms went from hanging limply at her sides to his thighs, pulling up the shorts and sliding up his bare flesh. She melted into him just as he reached for the door and they disappeared inside the little infamous room. He locked the door with his powers and very gently eased her on the floor as they continued to kiss with Maria’s hands sliding up his thighs to squeeze his butt, driving him wild. Suddenly, she started sobbing and Michael pressed her up to his chest with a concerned look.
- Maria, please don’t cry, what is it? Please tell me, I’ll do anything to make you happy, just ask me, but don’t ask me to stay away from you because I can’t. You’ll have to kill me to get rid of me. You can kick me, shoot me, stab me, and I’ll keep on going to be with you, nothing can stop me. What do you want me to do? - Michael’s eyes were shining with tears.
- Michael…- She sobbed. - I’m so sorry, we spoke to Seligman, Liz and Isabel too, we convinced him to give you a C+, but it wasn’t just his grade that would get you graduating. You still won’t…- She started sobbing again.
Michael crushed her against him and kissed her hair.
- Maria, I don’t give a damn about the graduation, if I’m with you, that’s all I want, you’re my life, when will you get it through your head? I love you! -
- Why can’t I have empathy with you like Liz has? It’s not fair…- She sobbed. - Why can’t I give you an alien orgasm like Isabel can…and Max! Why can’t I fuck you like Max and Kyle can?... She was sobbing loudly now, getting more worked up with every impossibility she mentioned.
- Maria, you’re a girl, you don’t have a…-
- Don’t even remind me! - She wailed.
- Maria, you can do anything you want to me, you know it, if it’s you, it’s like the real thing for me, you heard Langley, you will eventually turn alien too, so you’ll be just like Isabel, and if you want your power to be empathy, I will give it to you with the shield to keep you safe! You will have anything that’s in my hands to give you, you know I will! - He was now chuckling at her ranting.
- But you can’t give me a cock…- She wailed loudly.
- Maria! I wish I could but I’m afraid that’s just impossible, because you would turn into a guy, and it would never be the same! - He kissed her.
- I knowww…- She said into his mouth and was lost in the kiss.
- Michael, I didn’t know who to talk yesterday, Liz was angry with me, so was Isabel, and Kyle was being a jerk making things worse with his silly jokes, Max is just the girlfriend when Liz is concerned and yesterday of course, he was with you, I needed someone to talk to and I didn’t have anyone to go to! - She whined.
- Maria, you know perfectly well that if you would have come to me, I would have been there for you. I’m always there for you. -
- But Max was with you…- She sobbed.
- You know I would have kicked him out to be with you, and anyone else, no matter who. I will always choose you. You know that! - He sounded so sure, that Maria had to smile, remembering her conversation with Liz that morning. Yes, she knew.
- You weren’t that night when I went to you. You wouldn’t even let me in! - She wailed again.
“Shit! What’s that? Maria has this funny way to go back and forth in time that I’m not sure what she’s talking about now! “ Michael was trying desperately to guess when that had happened.
- Sorry, I’m lost, when was this? - He decided to play it safe and ask.
- That night when I went to see you after I returned from N.Y. and you told me that Liz was having this weird things happening to her and you thought her life could be in danger. - She clarified.
- Oh shit! That! Well, I was very hurt about your breaking up with me still, I couldn’t risk being alone with you cause I wouldn’t have been able to control myself, and then you would have just walked away from me again as if it didn’t mean a thing. Like you did when you were leaving for N.Y. That tore me to pieces you know? Thinking you didn’t love me any longer? You could just walk out of my life as if I had never existed? Maria, do you really know how much I love you? - His eyes were boring into hers. She could feel him looking straight into her soul as he had done so many times before, but never like this, it was hypnotic. The vibes she was getting from him told her this boy could never betray her. She was branded into his soul. He would shield her with his body from any danger, heedless of his safety, she came first. He would die for her. This made her shudder, knowing for certain that he would. How much he loved her? After a lifetime of wanting desperately to leave this planet where he had suffered so much, he had chosen to stay for her when the opportunity finally came his way? What better proof did she need? Oh my god, Michael! I love you so much! Then they simply blended into one single being, Maria knew that whatever anyone did to his body, was just a physical thing, when it came to her, it went straight to his essence, to what made him the person he was, like Langley had put it. It went not to a part of him, but to the whole him, to the real him. That’s how deep Maria could reach, where no one else could.
- Michael, make love to me, show me how much you love me…-
That’s all he needed, and he waved their clothes away and kissed her all over, sucking her nipples then sliding upside down to their favourite 69 position to use his lips and tongue on her sensitive nub giving her so many orgasms she thought she would just pass out. Her mouth and hands were also making it hard for him to hold back but when she pushed her fingers deep into him, he just lost it and came in her mouth. He was trying not to crush her, barely managing to hold himself off her, but she placed her hands on the small of his back and shoved him down over her. They lay like that while he recovered his strength, as her hands roamed his body exposed to her. She loved touching his full thighs and ass, and it was so erotic to him that he was up and ready in no time. She felt his erection bloating against her stomach and he straightened up, slithering over her, enjoying the constant contact. He started entering her as slowly as they both liked, feeling how wet she was, her nails digging into his ass, pulling him to her as he struggled against her haste, driving her nails deeper and cherishing the pain. This was their game, and no one could play it as they did. As their bodies finally met, they knew his blood was under her nails and it sent electric jolts up her arms and down his thighs.
- We’re sick, you know? - Maria whispered in her sexiest way.
- And we love it! - He whispered back huskily.
- Do you wish you were full, back here? - She asked him and drove her nails viciously deeper into him.
- Yes but I wish it were you! - He moaned.
- I now…- She sighed.
They started moving in complete sync, and her hands anchored in his buttocks spread them slightly as she drew him into her.
- Can you feel it? - She asked. - I’m filling you, don’t ask me how, but I can feel I am, I know how you feel inside, and I’m feeling I’m going inside you…tell me…what do you feel? - Maria’s voice sounded as if she were under water, like in waves and her words were so convincing that he just let her lead him where she wanted. She pushed him all the way out of her and started pulling him slowly back in.
He didn’t know how she was doing it, maybe it was the amazing erotism they conjured together that could take them anywhere they wanted, and make real any magic spell, like the one she was putting him into and making it work. He could definitely feel a slick cock sliding just as slowly into him, it wasn’t Max’s, or Kyle’s, or Hank’s, or even what he could remember of Eddie’s after all this time. He started realizing that if he went faster, it went faster into him too, imitating exactly all his movements. What Maria was doing was sending back to him what he was making her feel, it was so cool! He knew just what she was feeling, when she was feeling it. He felt the way he was building up her orgasm so that when she came, he could feel himself shooting into her and feeling her orgasm along with his. It was so intense, he felt he was dying of pleasure. He lay there over her, in such a blissful agony, as she pulled her nails out of him and rubbed his back until his laboured breathing stabilized and she knew she could now make sense if she spoke to him.
- Michael, are you alright? - She asked him worried by what the awesome double orgasm had done to him.
- Oh shit! I feel like I died and came back to get killed again. Murder me! Massacre me! Do anything you want to me! -
She giggled against his hair and squeezed him tight against her.
- I’ll give you anything you want, Spaceboy, I love to torture you! -
- Liz? - He whispered.
- What? - Went Maria.
- Shhh! I thought I heard Liz calling us…-
They kept quiet and yes, there it was again. A soft knocking on the door and Liz’s worried voice calling their names. Maria was about to answer her but Michael covered her mouth with his hand. He shushed her again and whispered in her ear:
- Wait, something’s up. - His warrior’s instincs were giving him a warning.
- Just keep quiet. -
Maria nodded as he used his powers to get them both cleaned and dressed again.
The door rattling proved him right.
- What the hell’s wrong with this door? Open up or I’ll have to bring it down. What are you kids doing there? Open up, dammit! You! What’s going on? - The janitor! Shit!
- Speak up, Miss Parker! - Seligman! Double Shit!
- Just what is going on here? - Forrester! They were done for!
- I’m so sorry, it’s all my fault! - Liz whined loudly, her empathy telling her friends to listen to her and play along, and she would fix up the mess.
Michael got it loud and clear, his empathy with Liz in perfect sync and going both ways. Maria sensed it, but got it all from Michael.
- Our fault! - Max sided with Liz.
- What? - At least two adult voices together. Forrester and Seligman?
- Can you please explain? - Just Forrester this time.
- Michael and Maria kind of broke up yesterday, at Mr Seligman’s class…-
“Nice going, Liz, rub it into the jerk!” Thought Michael and Maria nodded, confirming she had got that from him and surely Liz too. Liz continued:
- I…we just wanted to get them to make up, so I thought of a way to get them relaxed enough so they could talk it up without wanting to argue. You know how Maria always takes those horridly bitter herbal drops to relax, so I got a 10 mg Valium pill from my mother and crushed it with a little water and put it in one of those little bottles she had given to me. I knew we had Art after Geography so as we left the classroom I raced to the boy’s bathroom where Max had convinced Michael to let me give him an injection because I needed the practice to pass my first aid tomorrow, and no one would let me do it cause they were scared. We knew that would work with him and he let me do it. I told him it was just harmless distilled water. -
- She’s brilliant, you know? She’s using half truths to make it sound real! She did convince me to let her give me shots when I was hurt in your house, remember? - Michael whispered to Maria, and she knew he was right.
- Oh my god! What did you give him? - Forrester sounded shocked.
- The same thing. I got hold of my mother’s prescription yesterday and told the pharmacist I needed to fill it for one injection. He knows me since I was a kid and he just gave it to me. I knew that either way, it would take about 20 minutes to start kicking in so once I had Michael, which was the harder one I raced back to Maria and got her to have the drops. I squeezed the three drops that made the whole pill into her mouth and gave her a candy before she gagged. When she started getting dizzy, I told the teacher what was happening to her and I had no problems convincing him to take her to the nurse. Max at the same time, did the same with Michael. We had made sure our watches were synchronized and at exactly 25 minutes we had them right where we wanted them, in front of the eraser room. We just pushed them in telling them they were just on valium, so to enjoy it and work things out, not to come out until they were together again and not to even try getting out cause we had jammed the door. And we did. -
- How did you do that? - Asked the janitor intrigued.
- Crazy Glue…- Said Liz in a barely audible guilty whisper. She couldn’t tell them Michael had locked it with his powers, of course. - That’s why the door knob won’t turn. -
Forrester, Seligman and the janitor fired simultaneous questions at her making them absolutely unintelligible. Seligman raised his hand, and let Forrester talk alone.
- Are you sure they’re still there? -
- The door’s still jammed. - She said making it sound obvious.
- Why aren’t they answering? - He continued.
- I don’t know, we’ve been coming a few times but we couldn’t hear them talking, so we knocked and called them but they didn’t answer. We thought they we’re probably making out, so we didn’t insist, not to interrupt them. - Liz ended blushing.
- Are they alright? They’ve been there for more than an hour, we’re halfway through lunchtime! - He sounded worried. He rapped hard on the door and called their names loud.
Michael got from Liz the urgency to stay quiet, and he passed it on to Maria.
- They should be answering! What’s wrong with them! Oh my god, they probably were having sex! - He exclaimed and went red at his slip of the tongue in front of students.
Michael and Maria could hardly contain themselves at Forrester’s accurate guess.
- Maybe they’re just sleeping, that’s what valium does when you’re not used to it. I don’t think they were able to do anything more than talk. - Liz informed him in her most sensible tone, and laughing inside at what she knew had gone on.
- Well, we have to do something about the door! - Said the janitor impatiently.
- All you have to do is tug it hard a few times for the glue to come undone. Show him, Max. -
Max did the show of tugging at the doorknob when he was really using his powers. Inside Michael and Maria were following Liz’s instructions and were just pretending to be asleep, as Max played with the door, knowing it would open up soon.
- Shit! I shouldn’t be over you! - Michael whispered.
- Just blame the drug, we just fell over. - She whispered back and he nodded.
- Shit! -
- What now? -
- My shorts are riding up on both sides! -
Maria could hardly control the giggles. Michael was safe with his face buried against her neck, so she turned to him half burying her face in his hair. By the time the door opened, the hallway was full of students. It had only taken a couple to pass by when Liz was discovered knocking at the eraser room door to have it spreading like wildfire to all the students having lunch and bring them in like a stampeed. Maria lay on her back with Michael sprawled over her, his thighs straddling one of hers so that the one between Maria’s decently covered the panties that could have been disclosed by her skirt and her position. One of his arms lay innocently behind him along his body, but the other one lay across her stomach, his hand in hers in a loose hold. Her other arm was holding him to her and her hand lay on the small of his back, her fingers digging into the waistband of his shorts. And of course, Michael’s ass half exposed by the riding legs of his shorts. The instant explosive feedback from the huge crowd in the hallway made the three adults’ eyes bulge and their mouths gape, as they had been unaware of what had been building up behind them, being so involved in the problem they had at hand. They turned in dismay and disbelief.
- Out! Everyone out! - Shouted Forrester, Seligman echoing his order.
Then they turned back oblivious of the fact that no one had moved, just shut up to keep on enjoying the show.
- We must get them out! - Forrester and Seligman went into the small room
and the principal managed to slide his hands under Michael’s ribs and try to pull him off Maria.
The boy was just too heavy and Forrester felt he was getting nowhere.
- I need a hand here! - That got Seligman helping him from the other side, yanking on the waistband of his shorts and pushing Maria’s hand aside. This only made his shorts ride even higher and the crown outside the door went nuts.
- Get them out! - Seligman yelled at the Janitor who started shouting at the top of his lungs, just succeeding in looking so red in the face that Liz thought he would drop dead any minute. The two men together got Michael on his knees. He was just enjoying making himself as heavy as possible, hoping he gave them a hernia. The janitor wasn’t risking it because he was a small man and much older so he just stayed holding the door open and staring, quiet now as he saw he was getting nowhere with his shouting.
- Evans! - Roared Seligman. - What are you waiting for, we need some help! - Max rushed in and excusing himself, moved Seligman aside and moved to the back of the room, almost stepping on Maria, so he could get to Michael’s shoulders. Seligman was back on the other side of the boy and between the three finally got him on his feet. Michael felt his shorts riding higher still and felt like he was wearing a girl’s thong along with the jock strap, instead. He had an instant response from his audience, as the two adults holding up the boy didn’t get what it was about. Max knew and could hardly stop himself from laughing. “Shit Michael! You really know how to go all the way!” He thought sharing it with Liz who was standing at the door across from the Janitor who had a stupid look on his face, and she was finding it hard not to laugh either at the show their friend was giving the whole school. The ones who weren’t getting the whole view were getting the information of what was going on from the ones who did and joined in the riot. The principal and the teacher were furious as they backed the apparently half conscious boy out of the room as Max pretended to try and wake him up. Michael’s face was now pushed into Max’s neck and it was obvious to both boys that they were barely making it withouth laughing their heads off.
- Miss Parker! - Forrester summoned Liz to her friend who was still covered by the receeding males.
Liz rushed to help Maria sit up and she shook her arms softly, making her open her eyes. She got up shakily under the cover of Liz’s body, walking out of the room behind the other three involved.
Once in the hallway, they slowly turned Michael around, his arms over Seligman’s and Max’s shoulders, Forrester having yielded his place to Max as he and the janitor preceeded the procession making way through the crowd. Michael opened his eyes and blinked at the surprisingly appreciative audience they had, cheering them on. Maria and Liz were going crosseyed at the way their laughing schoolmates were taking advantage of the situation groping, squeezing and pinching Michael’s still exposed ass, as he went:
- Hey! Owww! Shit Max! Do something! -
- Max! - Screamed Maria and Liz at the same time, making him turn to them.
He followed their eyes to realize what was going on and tried uselessly to slap the hands away, noticing that they weren’t all female.
- Hey! C’mon! That’s enough! - Maria screamed shrilly.
- That really woke you up huh? - Someone hollered and Maria blushed.
- Someone! Get them black coffee! - Screamed Forrester.
- I hate coffee! - Yelled Michael, as he gave up and started laughing. - Get me a Scotch, straight, no water! -
- Evans! Take him to the showers! Give him a cold one! Can you manage by yourself? - The principal asked them.
- I’ll help him. - Kyle offered politely, having to cough into his hand not to laugh.
As the boys disappeared down the hall doubling up with laughter, and not giving a damn any longer, Forrester and Seligman turned to the girls.
- Are you alright, Maria? - Their worried faces had her cracking up.
- I feel great! - She screamed out laughing out loud.
The two men looked at her in total shock, thinking it was the after effects of the valium.
- Liz, get her something to eat, that might do it. - Forrester told her and watched them going towards the cafeteria, Maria’s legs giving with laughter as Liz managed to hold her up and keep down the giggles just until they were out of the building.
Liz opened her eyes to her beautiful coloured glittering stars above her bed. She was totally relaxed, she had never thought she would ever take a sleeping pill, but last night she really needed it. She had slept without the slightest hint of a dream, knowing things had a way to fall back in their correct place as she hoped they would, for all her friends’ sake. She went down to the Crashdown to find Maria had everything ready so she didn’t need to do a thing. She was sitting at the counter sipping some tea.
- Oh my god! Maria! What time did you arrive to be able to do all this? - Liz asked her wide eyed.
- I couldn’t sleep last night. I felt bad the way I reacted, and made Seligman take it out on Michael. I wanted to go to him, but I knew he probably wouldn’t be alone, so I just decided to think things out. You can’t imagine all the stuff that went through my head. Leaving Roswell, leaving Michael were the ones that really stuck. I know all you guys were mad at me for the grade thing, but I’m going to go straight to that jerk Seligman and make him see reason. He definitely wasn’t fair, and neither was I. -
- Maria, I offered Michael to talk to him, but he didn’t accept it. I had to take a sleeping pill last night cause I was feeling lousy about the whole thing. You’re my best friend, and nothing will change that. I guess I overreacted too, I’m so sorry. -
- No Liz, I would have probably done the same thing if I had been in your shoes. It’s not that I don’t trust Michael, I do. In spite of all that has been going in his life, I know that when he’s with me, that’s all he is thinking about. Don’t get mad at me, Liz, but I think you’re all taking advantage of him. You all know he just can’t say no to you guys, cause you’ve become the family he never had and he feels so at home with all of you. I also know for sure that if we were all standing here in front of him and he had to choose one of us to spend the night with him, he would choose me without the slightest hesitation. I know. Don’t ask me how. Sorry chica, but with all of you, it’s sex, with me it’s love. It’s just that I can’t help being so jealous when it comes to him, I know I’m screwing it but I can’t control myself. I’m jealous of your empathy with him, I’m jealous of Isabel’s having been with him on that previous life and here before me. I’m jealous of Max and Kyle being able to do to him what I can’t, well, not exactly, I can never have a “guy thing” with him for obvious reasons. I could talk with you all our issues, but lately with your empathy, you seem to know much more about him than anyone else, me included, and it feels weird, you know? - She ended.
Liz opened her arms to her and they were lost in a huge hug.
- Maria, I didn’t ask for that, you know, but if it can help you guys, I’m all for you. Believe me. Let’s both go to Seligman and let me do most of the talking, ok? You’ll back me up and give your own version. You with me? -
- All the way! - They hugged again, and Liz’s father opened the door of the Crashdown and the breakfast crowd was in.
By the time they arrived in school, they went straight to Seligman’s and were surprised to see Isabel going in to talk to him right before them.
- Hey, Isabel! - Liz called and the alien girl turned and gave then a surprised smile.
- I think we’re all here for the same thing, so we may as well come in together, cause I suspect you won’t have time for the three of us individually. - Isabel practically demanded Seligman for his time.
Seligman nodded and waved them in.
When the alarm clock on Michael’s nightstand started blaring, Max and Isabel jumped up.
Max took charge of waking Michael up and Isabel raced to the phone to call Jesse. There was no answer, and his cell phone was off. “Oh shit!” Isabel thought, “He must be awfully pissed.” She saw Max pushing a half asleep Michael into the bathroom and heard the shower being turned on. She went to the kitchen and got breakfast ready. Max rushed Michael to the kitchen counter and they had their o.j. and cereal and headed for the car. Isabel went along with them and Max thought they were going to give her a lift home. Michael passed out on the back seat and when Max made the turn towards Isabel’s place, she asked him where he was going.
- I’m taking you home. - Max confirmed.
- No. I’m going to school with you. - She said.
Max gave her a look and she realized what she was wearing. She looked around and gestured towards a small alley. Max drove in and Isabel changed her robe and slippers into decent everyday clothes with a single wave of her hand. They drove out and Max turned to her again.
- Is this about Michael? Because he doesn’t want…-
- He doesn’t want Liz talking to Seligman, but he hasn’t said anything about me. - She said.
- I don’t think he would want you to either, Isabel. - Max insisted.
- Well that’s my problem, not yours, so don’t interfere, and keep your mouth shut. - She looked straight ahead full of determination and Max knew the conversation was over.
They arrived at school and as soon as Max parked, Isabel took off into the building. By the time Michael was conscious enough of his surroundings, Isabel was long gone. He didn’t even know she had come with them at all.
Max decided to follow her advice and said nothing. They went straight to the lockers, both hoping to see the girls but they weren’t there, only Kyle, who was also wondering where Liz and Maria were. Michael snoozed through the morning classes none of which he shared with Maria, waiting anxiously for lunchtime when he would finally meet her. He was ready to do anything to get her back. It was killing him. The last period before lunch was gym with Max, and as they had just finished changing, Max remembered he had forgotten to bring his ankle brace in his gym locker cause he had taken it home to wash it. He had already been asked by the teacher to get some stuff for him with another boy, so he asked Michael to go and get it for him. As he was heading for the lockers on Max’s errand, still without the slightest glimpse of her, he saw her coming his way with Liz on the way to art, and they stopped facing each other right in front of the door of the eraser room. Liz just kept on walking leaving them alone, smiling and gloating on the way her plan had worked. Max’s timing had been perfect, especially the fact that Michael was in his gym clothes. Liz had sneakily told Maria her scrunchy was kind of messy and had taken her stuff while she got it fixed. Michael and Maria locked eyes, and she simply froze. Michael thought he would just pass out if she didn’t say anything or perhaps if she did, so being an action man, he just reacted. He took her in his arms and kissed her. Maria’s arms went from hanging limply at her sides to his thighs, pulling up the shorts and sliding up his bare flesh. She melted into him just as he reached for the door and they disappeared inside the little infamous room. He locked the door with his powers and very gently eased her on the floor as they continued to kiss with Maria’s hands sliding up his thighs to squeeze his butt, driving him wild. Suddenly, she started sobbing and Michael pressed her up to his chest with a concerned look.
- Maria, please don’t cry, what is it? Please tell me, I’ll do anything to make you happy, just ask me, but don’t ask me to stay away from you because I can’t. You’ll have to kill me to get rid of me. You can kick me, shoot me, stab me, and I’ll keep on going to be with you, nothing can stop me. What do you want me to do? - Michael’s eyes were shining with tears.
- Michael…- She sobbed. - I’m so sorry, we spoke to Seligman, Liz and Isabel too, we convinced him to give you a C+, but it wasn’t just his grade that would get you graduating. You still won’t…- She started sobbing again.
Michael crushed her against him and kissed her hair.
- Maria, I don’t give a damn about the graduation, if I’m with you, that’s all I want, you’re my life, when will you get it through your head? I love you! -
- Why can’t I have empathy with you like Liz has? It’s not fair…- She sobbed. - Why can’t I give you an alien orgasm like Isabel can…and Max! Why can’t I fuck you like Max and Kyle can?... She was sobbing loudly now, getting more worked up with every impossibility she mentioned.
- Maria, you’re a girl, you don’t have a…-
- Don’t even remind me! - She wailed.
- Maria, you can do anything you want to me, you know it, if it’s you, it’s like the real thing for me, you heard Langley, you will eventually turn alien too, so you’ll be just like Isabel, and if you want your power to be empathy, I will give it to you with the shield to keep you safe! You will have anything that’s in my hands to give you, you know I will! - He was now chuckling at her ranting.
- But you can’t give me a cock…- She wailed loudly.
- Maria! I wish I could but I’m afraid that’s just impossible, because you would turn into a guy, and it would never be the same! - He kissed her.
- I knowww…- She said into his mouth and was lost in the kiss.
- Michael, I didn’t know who to talk yesterday, Liz was angry with me, so was Isabel, and Kyle was being a jerk making things worse with his silly jokes, Max is just the girlfriend when Liz is concerned and yesterday of course, he was with you, I needed someone to talk to and I didn’t have anyone to go to! - She whined.
- Maria, you know perfectly well that if you would have come to me, I would have been there for you. I’m always there for you. -
- But Max was with you…- She sobbed.
- You know I would have kicked him out to be with you, and anyone else, no matter who. I will always choose you. You know that! - He sounded so sure, that Maria had to smile, remembering her conversation with Liz that morning. Yes, she knew.
- You weren’t that night when I went to you. You wouldn’t even let me in! - She wailed again.
“Shit! What’s that? Maria has this funny way to go back and forth in time that I’m not sure what she’s talking about now! “ Michael was trying desperately to guess when that had happened.
- Sorry, I’m lost, when was this? - He decided to play it safe and ask.
- That night when I went to see you after I returned from N.Y. and you told me that Liz was having this weird things happening to her and you thought her life could be in danger. - She clarified.
- Oh shit! That! Well, I was very hurt about your breaking up with me still, I couldn’t risk being alone with you cause I wouldn’t have been able to control myself, and then you would have just walked away from me again as if it didn’t mean a thing. Like you did when you were leaving for N.Y. That tore me to pieces you know? Thinking you didn’t love me any longer? You could just walk out of my life as if I had never existed? Maria, do you really know how much I love you? - His eyes were boring into hers. She could feel him looking straight into her soul as he had done so many times before, but never like this, it was hypnotic. The vibes she was getting from him told her this boy could never betray her. She was branded into his soul. He would shield her with his body from any danger, heedless of his safety, she came first. He would die for her. This made her shudder, knowing for certain that he would. How much he loved her? After a lifetime of wanting desperately to leave this planet where he had suffered so much, he had chosen to stay for her when the opportunity finally came his way? What better proof did she need? Oh my god, Michael! I love you so much! Then they simply blended into one single being, Maria knew that whatever anyone did to his body, was just a physical thing, when it came to her, it went straight to his essence, to what made him the person he was, like Langley had put it. It went not to a part of him, but to the whole him, to the real him. That’s how deep Maria could reach, where no one else could.
- Michael, make love to me, show me how much you love me…-
That’s all he needed, and he waved their clothes away and kissed her all over, sucking her nipples then sliding upside down to their favourite 69 position to use his lips and tongue on her sensitive nub giving her so many orgasms she thought she would just pass out. Her mouth and hands were also making it hard for him to hold back but when she pushed her fingers deep into him, he just lost it and came in her mouth. He was trying not to crush her, barely managing to hold himself off her, but she placed her hands on the small of his back and shoved him down over her. They lay like that while he recovered his strength, as her hands roamed his body exposed to her. She loved touching his full thighs and ass, and it was so erotic to him that he was up and ready in no time. She felt his erection bloating against her stomach and he straightened up, slithering over her, enjoying the constant contact. He started entering her as slowly as they both liked, feeling how wet she was, her nails digging into his ass, pulling him to her as he struggled against her haste, driving her nails deeper and cherishing the pain. This was their game, and no one could play it as they did. As their bodies finally met, they knew his blood was under her nails and it sent electric jolts up her arms and down his thighs.
- We’re sick, you know? - Maria whispered in her sexiest way.
- And we love it! - He whispered back huskily.
- Do you wish you were full, back here? - She asked him and drove her nails viciously deeper into him.
- Yes but I wish it were you! - He moaned.
- I now…- She sighed.
They started moving in complete sync, and her hands anchored in his buttocks spread them slightly as she drew him into her.
- Can you feel it? - She asked. - I’m filling you, don’t ask me how, but I can feel I am, I know how you feel inside, and I’m feeling I’m going inside you…tell me…what do you feel? - Maria’s voice sounded as if she were under water, like in waves and her words were so convincing that he just let her lead him where she wanted. She pushed him all the way out of her and started pulling him slowly back in.
He didn’t know how she was doing it, maybe it was the amazing erotism they conjured together that could take them anywhere they wanted, and make real any magic spell, like the one she was putting him into and making it work. He could definitely feel a slick cock sliding just as slowly into him, it wasn’t Max’s, or Kyle’s, or Hank’s, or even what he could remember of Eddie’s after all this time. He started realizing that if he went faster, it went faster into him too, imitating exactly all his movements. What Maria was doing was sending back to him what he was making her feel, it was so cool! He knew just what she was feeling, when she was feeling it. He felt the way he was building up her orgasm so that when she came, he could feel himself shooting into her and feeling her orgasm along with his. It was so intense, he felt he was dying of pleasure. He lay there over her, in such a blissful agony, as she pulled her nails out of him and rubbed his back until his laboured breathing stabilized and she knew she could now make sense if she spoke to him.
- Michael, are you alright? - She asked him worried by what the awesome double orgasm had done to him.
- Oh shit! I feel like I died and came back to get killed again. Murder me! Massacre me! Do anything you want to me! -
She giggled against his hair and squeezed him tight against her.
- I’ll give you anything you want, Spaceboy, I love to torture you! -
- Liz? - He whispered.
- What? - Went Maria.
- Shhh! I thought I heard Liz calling us…-
They kept quiet and yes, there it was again. A soft knocking on the door and Liz’s worried voice calling their names. Maria was about to answer her but Michael covered her mouth with his hand. He shushed her again and whispered in her ear:
- Wait, something’s up. - His warrior’s instincs were giving him a warning.
- Just keep quiet. -
Maria nodded as he used his powers to get them both cleaned and dressed again.
The door rattling proved him right.
- What the hell’s wrong with this door? Open up or I’ll have to bring it down. What are you kids doing there? Open up, dammit! You! What’s going on? - The janitor! Shit!
- Speak up, Miss Parker! - Seligman! Double Shit!
- Just what is going on here? - Forrester! They were done for!
- I’m so sorry, it’s all my fault! - Liz whined loudly, her empathy telling her friends to listen to her and play along, and she would fix up the mess.
Michael got it loud and clear, his empathy with Liz in perfect sync and going both ways. Maria sensed it, but got it all from Michael.
- Our fault! - Max sided with Liz.
- What? - At least two adult voices together. Forrester and Seligman?
- Can you please explain? - Just Forrester this time.
- Michael and Maria kind of broke up yesterday, at Mr Seligman’s class…-
“Nice going, Liz, rub it into the jerk!” Thought Michael and Maria nodded, confirming she had got that from him and surely Liz too. Liz continued:
- I…we just wanted to get them to make up, so I thought of a way to get them relaxed enough so they could talk it up without wanting to argue. You know how Maria always takes those horridly bitter herbal drops to relax, so I got a 10 mg Valium pill from my mother and crushed it with a little water and put it in one of those little bottles she had given to me. I knew we had Art after Geography so as we left the classroom I raced to the boy’s bathroom where Max had convinced Michael to let me give him an injection because I needed the practice to pass my first aid tomorrow, and no one would let me do it cause they were scared. We knew that would work with him and he let me do it. I told him it was just harmless distilled water. -
- She’s brilliant, you know? She’s using half truths to make it sound real! She did convince me to let her give me shots when I was hurt in your house, remember? - Michael whispered to Maria, and she knew he was right.
- Oh my god! What did you give him? - Forrester sounded shocked.
- The same thing. I got hold of my mother’s prescription yesterday and told the pharmacist I needed to fill it for one injection. He knows me since I was a kid and he just gave it to me. I knew that either way, it would take about 20 minutes to start kicking in so once I had Michael, which was the harder one I raced back to Maria and got her to have the drops. I squeezed the three drops that made the whole pill into her mouth and gave her a candy before she gagged. When she started getting dizzy, I told the teacher what was happening to her and I had no problems convincing him to take her to the nurse. Max at the same time, did the same with Michael. We had made sure our watches were synchronized and at exactly 25 minutes we had them right where we wanted them, in front of the eraser room. We just pushed them in telling them they were just on valium, so to enjoy it and work things out, not to come out until they were together again and not to even try getting out cause we had jammed the door. And we did. -
- How did you do that? - Asked the janitor intrigued.
- Crazy Glue…- Said Liz in a barely audible guilty whisper. She couldn’t tell them Michael had locked it with his powers, of course. - That’s why the door knob won’t turn. -
Forrester, Seligman and the janitor fired simultaneous questions at her making them absolutely unintelligible. Seligman raised his hand, and let Forrester talk alone.
- Are you sure they’re still there? -
- The door’s still jammed. - She said making it sound obvious.
- Why aren’t they answering? - He continued.
- I don’t know, we’ve been coming a few times but we couldn’t hear them talking, so we knocked and called them but they didn’t answer. We thought they we’re probably making out, so we didn’t insist, not to interrupt them. - Liz ended blushing.
- Are they alright? They’ve been there for more than an hour, we’re halfway through lunchtime! - He sounded worried. He rapped hard on the door and called their names loud.
Michael got from Liz the urgency to stay quiet, and he passed it on to Maria.
- They should be answering! What’s wrong with them! Oh my god, they probably were having sex! - He exclaimed and went red at his slip of the tongue in front of students.
Michael and Maria could hardly contain themselves at Forrester’s accurate guess.
- Maybe they’re just sleeping, that’s what valium does when you’re not used to it. I don’t think they were able to do anything more than talk. - Liz informed him in her most sensible tone, and laughing inside at what she knew had gone on.
- Well, we have to do something about the door! - Said the janitor impatiently.
- All you have to do is tug it hard a few times for the glue to come undone. Show him, Max. -
Max did the show of tugging at the doorknob when he was really using his powers. Inside Michael and Maria were following Liz’s instructions and were just pretending to be asleep, as Max played with the door, knowing it would open up soon.
- Shit! I shouldn’t be over you! - Michael whispered.
- Just blame the drug, we just fell over. - She whispered back and he nodded.
- Shit! -
- What now? -
- My shorts are riding up on both sides! -
Maria could hardly control the giggles. Michael was safe with his face buried against her neck, so she turned to him half burying her face in his hair. By the time the door opened, the hallway was full of students. It had only taken a couple to pass by when Liz was discovered knocking at the eraser room door to have it spreading like wildfire to all the students having lunch and bring them in like a stampeed. Maria lay on her back with Michael sprawled over her, his thighs straddling one of hers so that the one between Maria’s decently covered the panties that could have been disclosed by her skirt and her position. One of his arms lay innocently behind him along his body, but the other one lay across her stomach, his hand in hers in a loose hold. Her other arm was holding him to her and her hand lay on the small of his back, her fingers digging into the waistband of his shorts. And of course, Michael’s ass half exposed by the riding legs of his shorts. The instant explosive feedback from the huge crowd in the hallway made the three adults’ eyes bulge and their mouths gape, as they had been unaware of what had been building up behind them, being so involved in the problem they had at hand. They turned in dismay and disbelief.
- Out! Everyone out! - Shouted Forrester, Seligman echoing his order.
Then they turned back oblivious of the fact that no one had moved, just shut up to keep on enjoying the show.
- We must get them out! - Forrester and Seligman went into the small room
and the principal managed to slide his hands under Michael’s ribs and try to pull him off Maria.
The boy was just too heavy and Forrester felt he was getting nowhere.
- I need a hand here! - That got Seligman helping him from the other side, yanking on the waistband of his shorts and pushing Maria’s hand aside. This only made his shorts ride even higher and the crown outside the door went nuts.
- Get them out! - Seligman yelled at the Janitor who started shouting at the top of his lungs, just succeeding in looking so red in the face that Liz thought he would drop dead any minute. The two men together got Michael on his knees. He was just enjoying making himself as heavy as possible, hoping he gave them a hernia. The janitor wasn’t risking it because he was a small man and much older so he just stayed holding the door open and staring, quiet now as he saw he was getting nowhere with his shouting.
- Evans! - Roared Seligman. - What are you waiting for, we need some help! - Max rushed in and excusing himself, moved Seligman aside and moved to the back of the room, almost stepping on Maria, so he could get to Michael’s shoulders. Seligman was back on the other side of the boy and between the three finally got him on his feet. Michael felt his shorts riding higher still and felt like he was wearing a girl’s thong along with the jock strap, instead. He had an instant response from his audience, as the two adults holding up the boy didn’t get what it was about. Max knew and could hardly stop himself from laughing. “Shit Michael! You really know how to go all the way!” He thought sharing it with Liz who was standing at the door across from the Janitor who had a stupid look on his face, and she was finding it hard not to laugh either at the show their friend was giving the whole school. The ones who weren’t getting the whole view were getting the information of what was going on from the ones who did and joined in the riot. The principal and the teacher were furious as they backed the apparently half conscious boy out of the room as Max pretended to try and wake him up. Michael’s face was now pushed into Max’s neck and it was obvious to both boys that they were barely making it withouth laughing their heads off.
- Miss Parker! - Forrester summoned Liz to her friend who was still covered by the receeding males.
Liz rushed to help Maria sit up and she shook her arms softly, making her open her eyes. She got up shakily under the cover of Liz’s body, walking out of the room behind the other three involved.
Once in the hallway, they slowly turned Michael around, his arms over Seligman’s and Max’s shoulders, Forrester having yielded his place to Max as he and the janitor preceeded the procession making way through the crowd. Michael opened his eyes and blinked at the surprisingly appreciative audience they had, cheering them on. Maria and Liz were going crosseyed at the way their laughing schoolmates were taking advantage of the situation groping, squeezing and pinching Michael’s still exposed ass, as he went:
- Hey! Owww! Shit Max! Do something! -
- Max! - Screamed Maria and Liz at the same time, making him turn to them.
He followed their eyes to realize what was going on and tried uselessly to slap the hands away, noticing that they weren’t all female.
- Hey! C’mon! That’s enough! - Maria screamed shrilly.
- That really woke you up huh? - Someone hollered and Maria blushed.
- Someone! Get them black coffee! - Screamed Forrester.
- I hate coffee! - Yelled Michael, as he gave up and started laughing. - Get me a Scotch, straight, no water! -
- Evans! Take him to the showers! Give him a cold one! Can you manage by yourself? - The principal asked them.
- I’ll help him. - Kyle offered politely, having to cough into his hand not to laugh.
As the boys disappeared down the hall doubling up with laughter, and not giving a damn any longer, Forrester and Seligman turned to the girls.
- Are you alright, Maria? - Their worried faces had her cracking up.
- I feel great! - She screamed out laughing out loud.
The two men looked at her in total shock, thinking it was the after effects of the valium.
- Liz, get her something to eat, that might do it. - Forrester told her and watched them going towards the cafeteria, Maria’s legs giving with laughter as Liz managed to hold her up and keep down the giggles just until they were out of the building.
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the martyr of antar
Chapter 127
Maria sat in a corner of the cafeteria as Liz went to get her some lunch. Everyone thought she was crying from embarrassment as she sat with her hands covering her face and her shoulders shaking. When Liz arrived and sat opposite her, Maria uncovered her face as Liz watched her tears running down her cheeks as she was still laughing uncontrollably.
- Dammit Liz, do you think we’ll be expelled! - She giggled.
- I don’t know, and don’t laugh, it’s not funny. - She also giggled.
They looked at each other and burst out laughing again. After a few minutes, Liz held up her hand.
- Ok, ok, I’ve got it. - She sighed and smiled at Maria who seemed to be back in control again, finally too.
- Jesus Liz, it was just amazing! I never thought I could do something like that. Of course, being with Michael had a lot to do with it. What do you think? I want to know! - She looked at Liz eager to hear her opinion.
- Yeah, it was awesome! And you were completely right, huh? About what you were telling me this morning? He loves you Maria, like no one else possibly could. You guys are perfect for each other. No more nonsense, ok? I’m even considering giving my Max issues a break. Oh, I don’t know! -
- I’m really glad for you, you were great together, you must give him another chance. Look how many people have been with Michael, and he’s still mine…-
- He’s always been yours, Maria, he’s told you clearly, there’s a huge difference between sex and love. And you’re saying it like he was a whore!- Liz frowned.
- Well, he’s let you all have sex with him, doesn’t that make him a whore? - Maria wondered.
- C’mon, Maria! Ok, take this woman, who has to prostitute herself to survive, do you think she loves the guys who fuck her?- Liz asked her.
- Michael didn’t need to do it to survive…- She observed.
- In a way, it was his way of surviving, of integrating a society he didn’t understand and found so hard to deal with. He didn’t turn us down because he wanted to feel accepted, to be part of our lives, he wanted to please us, to feel wanted. That’s what I get from him, it’s very hard to explain because these are things that we take for granted, and that didn’t come easy to him because of where he lived. To him we are a kind of adopted family, so he doesn’t feel it’s wrong to give us his body if we want it. It’s something he gladly shares with us. But love, I mean, the real thing, what he has for you, is way over our heads. To him it’s sublime, I don’t know how to put it, it’s like jogging to keep in shape and training for the Olympics. It’s so hard to put it in words. You have no competition whatsoever from any of us, Maria, that you can be sure of. Now tell me, what do you feel when you’re with him, you know, doing it? - Liz took hold of Maria’s hands not to miss any detail or be misled in any way possible.
- Liz, you’re putting me on! What happened with your empathy? - Maria said half joking, half serious.
- Maria, it’s in absolute sync with Michael, but it’s still a little fuzzy with the rest of you, even with you who are my best friend, and with Max who was supposedly my “soul mate”. Remember Langley said it’s started off with Michael because of his Royal Blood sensitivity, and it will eventually be with anyone with just one touch, something I won’t ever need with Michael because of his status. He didn’t ask for it either. - She told her truthfully.
- Michael told me he could give me empathy as my power if that’s what I wanted, but that won’t be until we’re on our way to their planet, when we will become totally alien. And of course, he’ll give me the shield to keep me absolutely protected. - Maria rolled her eyes at Liz’s patronizing smile, that told her she already knew about their conversation from Michael. - Oh I hate you! -
Liz squeezed her hands as they giggled together in full understanding.
- Ok, I’ll tell you what you don’t know, ready? - Maria felt in control. - When I’m with Michael, I feel this is what I was born for, what I live for. The way his body feels under my hands and the way he makes me feel when he touches me, sends me over the edge, I want to kiss him, bite him, squeeze him, love him, hurt him, anything to make him feel I’m there for him. I love the way he feels when he’s inside me, I love the way he feels when I’m inside him, he has this scent all over his body, like a whiff of cotton candy, that makes me want to lick him all over, because when I do, anywhere at all, I can get a faint taste of it too. He is so sweet, literally. I just need to look at him or touch him to start drooling, or feel him looking at me or touching me to get the ultimate turn on. Coming with him is…oh god, it’s indescribable. It’s like I want to stay there forever, nothing else matters. It’s heaven, it’s paradise. We simply become one single being. - Maria sighed.
- Yes, that is definitely love, Maria, I envy you so much. I could never have that with Max. But I will accept whatever I can have with him, and be glad that you are so lucky to have Michael. Because I love you very much in my own way too, like the best friend you are to me, the best anyone could ask for. And believe me, you can’t imagine how much Isabel loves you too. She loves you for loving Michael and for taking care of him. She totally freaks out when things are not going well with you guys, not because she’s mad at you, Maria, though I know she gives that impression, but because she knows how much it hurts Michael. Remember she watched him die a cruel death, so she wants to spare him from any pain she can, and when it’s out of her hands to do so, she just loses it. She knows how much Michael loves you, and that it would just kill him to lose you. Isabel’s worst fear is losing those she loves, because she caused the death of the love of her life in her previous life, even if she never meant to, but she did. And here, she has lost Grant and then Alex, believe me, although her love for Michael is of a different kind now, if she lost him, she would go out of her mind. Her brain would simply turn off, because she wouldn’t be able to take it again. That’s how much it affects her, that’s why she behaves the way she does. Not because she’s mean, but because she’s terribly traumatized. She has this compulsive need to make up for what she unwittingly did to him, and finding out how much he has suffered when they were separated made her feel terribly guilty again, although it wasn’t her fault either You can’t imagine how much Stuart has been helping her, and her Jesse issues are making it very hard for her, because if he is what Agent Duff suspects he is, and she doesn’t play her cards right, it’s Khivar and the torture chamber for Michael all over again, according to what the FBI plan to do to him. And she has to face it alone, no one can help her here either. Believe me, Maria, because it’s the truth. You can’t imagine how much Isabel needs us, though there’s nothing we can do for her, apart from letting her know she has friends she can trust. I’d hate to be in her shoes. - Liz shuddered.
- Me too, jeez, I would be right in a nuthouse if I had to watch Michael die the way she did. Oh my god, Liz, how can she live with it? - She frowned.
- Trying to make it up to him, watching him alive again, but keeping her distance so she won’t bring it on him again. When her alien instincts kicked in when she was about 13, she simply did with Michael what came natural to her, but then, when she started getting these foreboding feelings that what she did with him could bring him a terribly painful death, she started withdrawing from him, and although she knew how much it was hurting him, something told her it was saving him from a cruel destiny. That’s why she was so frightened when she started having those dreams that told her Michael was destined to be her mate and she turned to Alex to spare Michael the suffering it would bring him. But Michael had the dreams too, and was deeply hurt by Isabel’s reluctance, and torn with his love for you. He was going through hell, and like Isabel turned to Alex, he turned to you. His heart was being ripped in two, it was killing him to think he had somehow got Isabel pregnant, when she obviously didn’t want him because she had preferred Alex, and what was happening to Isabel was killing him because he was so in love with you. How could he possibly explain it to you? How could you possibly understand it if he couldn’t understand it himself? What they had no way of knowing was that Tess was sending the dreams to Isabel so she could convey them to Michael, since she coudn’t get them to him directly. Of course, they were not accurate, cause they never married in Antar and never had children. All Tess wanted was to get them together to help Nasedo take them all back and be able to free her parents. That of course, would never happen and her family was destroyed. Believe me, I wouldn’t have liked to be in Tess’ shoes either. Come to think of it, Max was the one that had it easier both times. What do you think of it, tough, huh? And we think things are bad here on Earth. -
- Yeah…I’m glad we have each other. - Maria squeezed Liz’s hands.
The bell rang, and they were glad they had skipped gym, Forrester knew they weren’t up to it, so he probably expected it. They rushed to the locker for the last period, they had Maths and Michael would hopefully have “recovered” enough to be there. He slid in right behind the teacher and sneakily pulled Maria and Liz with him to the back of the class. To everyone’s surprise he was great with Maths as he was with Literature, but those subjects didn’t give him the credits he needed to graduate. Liz was glad she was sitting at the back of the class, cause the hot play going on between Michael and Maria had her bouncing in her seat, and it would have been the same anywhere else in the classroom. By the end of the schoolday, none of them had received any summons to the principal’s office, but they still had to wait for tomorrow to make sure they were completely off the hook. As they were in the parking lot, Max received a call from Isabel, asking them to go straight to Michael’s because she had something important to tell them.
Maria sat in a corner of the cafeteria as Liz went to get her some lunch. Everyone thought she was crying from embarrassment as she sat with her hands covering her face and her shoulders shaking. When Liz arrived and sat opposite her, Maria uncovered her face as Liz watched her tears running down her cheeks as she was still laughing uncontrollably.
- Dammit Liz, do you think we’ll be expelled! - She giggled.
- I don’t know, and don’t laugh, it’s not funny. - She also giggled.
They looked at each other and burst out laughing again. After a few minutes, Liz held up her hand.
- Ok, ok, I’ve got it. - She sighed and smiled at Maria who seemed to be back in control again, finally too.
- Jesus Liz, it was just amazing! I never thought I could do something like that. Of course, being with Michael had a lot to do with it. What do you think? I want to know! - She looked at Liz eager to hear her opinion.
- Yeah, it was awesome! And you were completely right, huh? About what you were telling me this morning? He loves you Maria, like no one else possibly could. You guys are perfect for each other. No more nonsense, ok? I’m even considering giving my Max issues a break. Oh, I don’t know! -
- I’m really glad for you, you were great together, you must give him another chance. Look how many people have been with Michael, and he’s still mine…-
- He’s always been yours, Maria, he’s told you clearly, there’s a huge difference between sex and love. And you’re saying it like he was a whore!- Liz frowned.
- Well, he’s let you all have sex with him, doesn’t that make him a whore? - Maria wondered.
- C’mon, Maria! Ok, take this woman, who has to prostitute herself to survive, do you think she loves the guys who fuck her?- Liz asked her.
- Michael didn’t need to do it to survive…- She observed.
- In a way, it was his way of surviving, of integrating a society he didn’t understand and found so hard to deal with. He didn’t turn us down because he wanted to feel accepted, to be part of our lives, he wanted to please us, to feel wanted. That’s what I get from him, it’s very hard to explain because these are things that we take for granted, and that didn’t come easy to him because of where he lived. To him we are a kind of adopted family, so he doesn’t feel it’s wrong to give us his body if we want it. It’s something he gladly shares with us. But love, I mean, the real thing, what he has for you, is way over our heads. To him it’s sublime, I don’t know how to put it, it’s like jogging to keep in shape and training for the Olympics. It’s so hard to put it in words. You have no competition whatsoever from any of us, Maria, that you can be sure of. Now tell me, what do you feel when you’re with him, you know, doing it? - Liz took hold of Maria’s hands not to miss any detail or be misled in any way possible.
- Liz, you’re putting me on! What happened with your empathy? - Maria said half joking, half serious.
- Maria, it’s in absolute sync with Michael, but it’s still a little fuzzy with the rest of you, even with you who are my best friend, and with Max who was supposedly my “soul mate”. Remember Langley said it’s started off with Michael because of his Royal Blood sensitivity, and it will eventually be with anyone with just one touch, something I won’t ever need with Michael because of his status. He didn’t ask for it either. - She told her truthfully.
- Michael told me he could give me empathy as my power if that’s what I wanted, but that won’t be until we’re on our way to their planet, when we will become totally alien. And of course, he’ll give me the shield to keep me absolutely protected. - Maria rolled her eyes at Liz’s patronizing smile, that told her she already knew about their conversation from Michael. - Oh I hate you! -
Liz squeezed her hands as they giggled together in full understanding.
- Ok, I’ll tell you what you don’t know, ready? - Maria felt in control. - When I’m with Michael, I feel this is what I was born for, what I live for. The way his body feels under my hands and the way he makes me feel when he touches me, sends me over the edge, I want to kiss him, bite him, squeeze him, love him, hurt him, anything to make him feel I’m there for him. I love the way he feels when he’s inside me, I love the way he feels when I’m inside him, he has this scent all over his body, like a whiff of cotton candy, that makes me want to lick him all over, because when I do, anywhere at all, I can get a faint taste of it too. He is so sweet, literally. I just need to look at him or touch him to start drooling, or feel him looking at me or touching me to get the ultimate turn on. Coming with him is…oh god, it’s indescribable. It’s like I want to stay there forever, nothing else matters. It’s heaven, it’s paradise. We simply become one single being. - Maria sighed.
- Yes, that is definitely love, Maria, I envy you so much. I could never have that with Max. But I will accept whatever I can have with him, and be glad that you are so lucky to have Michael. Because I love you very much in my own way too, like the best friend you are to me, the best anyone could ask for. And believe me, you can’t imagine how much Isabel loves you too. She loves you for loving Michael and for taking care of him. She totally freaks out when things are not going well with you guys, not because she’s mad at you, Maria, though I know she gives that impression, but because she knows how much it hurts Michael. Remember she watched him die a cruel death, so she wants to spare him from any pain she can, and when it’s out of her hands to do so, she just loses it. She knows how much Michael loves you, and that it would just kill him to lose you. Isabel’s worst fear is losing those she loves, because she caused the death of the love of her life in her previous life, even if she never meant to, but she did. And here, she has lost Grant and then Alex, believe me, although her love for Michael is of a different kind now, if she lost him, she would go out of her mind. Her brain would simply turn off, because she wouldn’t be able to take it again. That’s how much it affects her, that’s why she behaves the way she does. Not because she’s mean, but because she’s terribly traumatized. She has this compulsive need to make up for what she unwittingly did to him, and finding out how much he has suffered when they were separated made her feel terribly guilty again, although it wasn’t her fault either You can’t imagine how much Stuart has been helping her, and her Jesse issues are making it very hard for her, because if he is what Agent Duff suspects he is, and she doesn’t play her cards right, it’s Khivar and the torture chamber for Michael all over again, according to what the FBI plan to do to him. And she has to face it alone, no one can help her here either. Believe me, Maria, because it’s the truth. You can’t imagine how much Isabel needs us, though there’s nothing we can do for her, apart from letting her know she has friends she can trust. I’d hate to be in her shoes. - Liz shuddered.
- Me too, jeez, I would be right in a nuthouse if I had to watch Michael die the way she did. Oh my god, Liz, how can she live with it? - She frowned.
- Trying to make it up to him, watching him alive again, but keeping her distance so she won’t bring it on him again. When her alien instincts kicked in when she was about 13, she simply did with Michael what came natural to her, but then, when she started getting these foreboding feelings that what she did with him could bring him a terribly painful death, she started withdrawing from him, and although she knew how much it was hurting him, something told her it was saving him from a cruel destiny. That’s why she was so frightened when she started having those dreams that told her Michael was destined to be her mate and she turned to Alex to spare Michael the suffering it would bring him. But Michael had the dreams too, and was deeply hurt by Isabel’s reluctance, and torn with his love for you. He was going through hell, and like Isabel turned to Alex, he turned to you. His heart was being ripped in two, it was killing him to think he had somehow got Isabel pregnant, when she obviously didn’t want him because she had preferred Alex, and what was happening to Isabel was killing him because he was so in love with you. How could he possibly explain it to you? How could you possibly understand it if he couldn’t understand it himself? What they had no way of knowing was that Tess was sending the dreams to Isabel so she could convey them to Michael, since she coudn’t get them to him directly. Of course, they were not accurate, cause they never married in Antar and never had children. All Tess wanted was to get them together to help Nasedo take them all back and be able to free her parents. That of course, would never happen and her family was destroyed. Believe me, I wouldn’t have liked to be in Tess’ shoes either. Come to think of it, Max was the one that had it easier both times. What do you think of it, tough, huh? And we think things are bad here on Earth. -
- Yeah…I’m glad we have each other. - Maria squeezed Liz’s hands.
The bell rang, and they were glad they had skipped gym, Forrester knew they weren’t up to it, so he probably expected it. They rushed to the locker for the last period, they had Maths and Michael would hopefully have “recovered” enough to be there. He slid in right behind the teacher and sneakily pulled Maria and Liz with him to the back of the class. To everyone’s surprise he was great with Maths as he was with Literature, but those subjects didn’t give him the credits he needed to graduate. Liz was glad she was sitting at the back of the class, cause the hot play going on between Michael and Maria had her bouncing in her seat, and it would have been the same anywhere else in the classroom. By the end of the schoolday, none of them had received any summons to the principal’s office, but they still had to wait for tomorrow to make sure they were completely off the hook. As they were in the parking lot, Max received a call from Isabel, asking them to go straight to Michael’s because she had something important to tell them.
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