Chapter 234
To their surprise, the food was quite good, the place was owned by a nice old couple, and the pies were excellent, almost as good as Amy’s. Serena loved the fact that they had natural lemonade as a choice and insisted on a big jug for the table, no sodas or rubbish of the sort. They indulged her and left very satisfied. They saved what they had brought for lunch, for the evening meal, and went to the small local museum of natural history that Rachel had insisted Serena had to visit to be able to compare what she saw there with what was found in the cave. In spite of the limited size of the place, they took almost three hours, checking out everything thoroughly and making sure they didn’t miss anything. By the time they came out, they found Soaring Eagle sitting on the floor with his back against the SUV, his hat covering his face and muffling his snores. Max went over and shook his arm.
The man was instantly awake, pulling his hat away and getting up. When they arrived, Soaring Eagle asked for help to get enough wood to light a fireplace for the night. Back at the caves, they wondered where Soaring Eagle was going to light a fire without smoking them out. They went to the cave with the writings, and the guide set his wood in the very middle, gesturing for the others to do the same too. Then he got a long stick standing against the wall with the torches, and used it to move aside some thick branches covering a round hole over their heads that no one had noticed before. They went to sit outside and enjoy the peaceful quiet place, hearing only the murmur of the stream, the sound of the soft wind and the birds. They just sat there leaning on the hillside, and watching the colour of the water change with the amazing shades of the sun as it fell into the horizon. Michael wasn’t much interested in the sun as he lay snuggled on the floor nibbling at Maria’s finger in his mouth, with his face in her lap.
Soaring Eagle started saying some weird words, making it sound like a prayer, and Serena had a creepy feeling when he translated saying he had asked the spirits of the night, the spirits of the cave, and the spirits of those who had taken their trip to the other world in the beds for the dying, to respect them during their sleep. Then he got up and went to light the fire. Maria felt Michael shiver and touched his face but he felt alright. Soaring Eagle called them in, and they sat around the fire, Isabel leaning on Stuart’s shoulder and Liz leaning on Max’s. Laurie and Kyle were leaning into each other as the guide said the prayer again. Serena met Michael and Maria coming into the cave and she asked them to help her get the food on this side of the stream. Michael stepped over and passed it to Maria, who took it to Serena. Maria sat by Laurie and Michael dropped to his knees, slowly lowering his body forwards until his chin was resting on the back of his hands, one over the other and stared unblinkingly at the fire, fascinated by the flames. Serena sat beside him and noticed he seemed to be in some kind of trance. She placed her hand on his back and shook him gently.
- Michael, you ok? - She asked and was relieved when he turned to look at her with his usual smirk.
He just nodded and turned back to the fire.
- Michael will you stop that? You’re creeping me out! - Maria tugged at his hair and he pulled away from her hand.
- Ok, anyone for ghost and scary stories? - Kyle gave a cackle.
- You start with that, Kyle Valenti, and I will personally kick you out of the cave! - Isabel said furious at his idea. - I hate being scared. -
- Yeah, Kyle, we’re adults here, that’s for kids. - Liz backed Isabel.
- Do not play with the spirits, some may still remain, unaware of their deaths. It is not wise to summon them. - Soaring Eagle said.
- Oh c’mon, this is not a séance, I have no idea how to summon the dead and I don’t think anyone here does either! - Kyle mocked.
- You may be doing it without knowing, and they may accept it, so be careful. - Soaring Eagle insisted.
- He’s right Kyle, show some respect, who knows how many persons died in this hospital during the war. - Serena agreed with the guide completely.
- Ok guys, I confess I get scared by ghost stories too so lay off. - Laurie shivered and wrapped her arms around her.
- Ditto! - Maria snapped, leaning over on Michael, who was totally focused on the flames. - Michael, tell him to shut up! -
- Michael? Will you stop staring at the fire? You’re freaking me out worse than “Zombi” Valenti here. MICHAEL! - Isabel screamed.
- What? - Michael glared at Isabel.
- Michael, it wouldn’t be the first time you zone off by looking at the fire, not now, please! - Isabel begged.
They knew what Isabel was talking about. That was the way Michael had remembered how he spent the week after he was left on his own when the Evans’ took Max and Isabel. They couldn’t risk something of the sort happening again in front of the guide.
Michael scoffed and turned his face away from the fire resting his cheek on the back of his hand.
- I’m hungry. - He said, and immediately the rest agreed it was about time to have dinner.
After hopping back and forth over the stream, they got a decent dinner of mostly sandwiches and some kind of cake with a multi berry filling.
- What is it with you? - Maria went over to Michael who was the only one who, in spite of starting the feeding spree, seemed to be just dozing and not much interested in food.
- I’m just matching the pictures in this cave with the ones in River Dog’s and trying to make sense of what we saw at the museum. You should all be doing the same. That’s what we came here for. - He sounded quite serious.
- Well, look who’s gone all intellectual…- Max teased, overhearing as he passed by them.
- He’s right, Max, you know? We should be doing our homework. - Serena agreed.
At the same time, she knew it was hard having a stranger with them, hoping the guide would leave and let them be, and at the same time, knowing Rachel had probably ordered the man to keep them constantly in sight and safe. Isabel gestured discreetly towards Soaring Eagle who was picking up more firewood, and they all nodded and frowned.
- Well, from what I remember, that group of signs over there…- Liz said, full diplomacy, pointing to the map of the five planets, - seems to be identical, and those four symbols to the right, were in the other cave too. -
They found out through Liz that they could be ambiguous, for Soaring Eagle’s sake, yet very precise, where they were concerned. The coincidences were amazing. The map and the four square were exactly in the same places, plus all the other signs were there, but the setting was slightly different.
- I still think it’s a map showing where the Anasazis went to. - Michael said.
- You mean they didn’t disappear? Then why haven’t they been found? - Soaring Eagle couldn’t help himself, eager to solve the mystery.
Everyone was tense, not knowing how to tell Michael to be careful, but as usual, they were underestimating him.
- I think they simply disappeared by blending with another culture, and from what we saw this afternoon, I would say they joined some people from further south, the map is probably showing us the route they took. - Michael winked at the rest of the group when he made Soaring Eagle turn towards the wall to see where he was pointing.
Michael of course, meant the Inkas, but not by travelling south to meet them but by being picked up by the scavengers and meeting them in their ship. They all nodded, smiling, realizing how much sense he was making.
They had their meal, in silence, thinking about what they had found out since they arrived there, and finally the importance of the messages in the two caves dawning on the ones who were taking longer to get it, mostly because they hadn’t been to the other cave. They had no problems sharing their meal with Soaring Eagle since they had plenty of food, having saved their lunch, and having an interesting after dinner debate, hearing out everyone’s opinion. By the time they ran out of ideas and possibilities, they were all sleepy and ready for bed.
The obvious choice was the hospital cave, being the deepest one, and therefore the safest. They took there what they would need for the night and Soaring Eagle said he would sleep across the entrance to the cave on the outside to give them some privacy. They had to accept, as the man had no way of knowing who he was dealing with, and Serena rearranged the two lines of five beds each into a circle of nine, her number, giving the tenth bed to Soaring Eagle. They were really quite narrow, the mattresses very thin, so they used their sleeping bags on top of them to make them more comfortable. When it came to choosing their beds, they were all wary of the one nearest to the two pushed against the back of the right side wall, so Michael took it, showing them his lack of fear. Maria was next to him followed by Liz and Max, Isabel and Stuart, Serena, Kyle and Laurie on Michael’s other side. He started stretching out on the bed and Maria whacked him on the thigh.
- Hey Spaceboy! Head to the centre! No one needs to check out your ass when we look over to your bed. - Maria scolded him.
- Sorry…- He scrambled around and obeyed Maria.
The stream made a discreet appearance at the near right gushing from under the wall to vanish right after, looking like and elongated watery half moon. The doctors must have caught their leeches in the very room with a net. Soaring Eagle announced he was going to make sure the fire would keep burning throughout the night so that the smoke would keep any animals from dropping from the hole in the roof, and he would also go to the first cave to check out the branches covering the entrance for the same purpose. Once he walked down the short tunnel connecting the last two caves, Serena told them they had better use the bathroom now not to have to go later. She would then secure the circle of beds, but if anyone got up and out of it during the night, the safety seal would be broken and leave them exposed.
- You guys go first, to make sure it’s safe, ok? - Liz suggested.
- Sure, c’mon Stuart…- Michael pushed up and called the doctor to him. - Max and Kyle will go next so there will always be one of us for safety and two guys all the time with you girls. -
They left the room, Stuart looking back, as he followed him, making a face which showed he was as impressed as the others were of Michael’s idea.
When the guys had finished, the girls went all together, having Isabel and Serena for protection. The guys could hear their chatting, though they couldn’t make out the words, and their giggling told them they were alright.
The girls came back and Maria found Michael had pulled her bed close to his and used his powers to join them together under the sleeping bags, smoothing out the centre to make merging place imperceptible and soft. As she lay back, Michael waved his clothes away keeping just his socks and the black swimming trunks he still had under his pants, posing as underwear. Then automatically, he covered her with his body to protect her. Michael stopped Max and Kyle’s mock protests with a:
- Fuck off! Sorry Serena and ladies but it’s damn hot, and I think I’m decent enough. - He buried his face into Maria’s hair and that was the end of the story.
Maria shrugged, and wrapped her arms around him, closing her eyes. They decided nothing could be done about those two, so they concentrated on Serena’s spell of protection, which had to be totally invisible not to alarm the guide. Soaring Eagle returned soon after and placed his bed outside the cave towards the tunnel, across the entrance, so nothing would go in without finding him in the way. He laid his rifle over his chest. The light from the huge fire in the next cave kept the place lit enough to see each other clearly without bothering them when they closed their eyes.
A couple of hours later, Maria felt Michael move away from her as he usually did, to turn to face the other way. That’s when she would roll on her side and spoon him from behind. Somehow, she felt very comfortable, and didn’t feel like moving, falling back asleep. Not long after, she woke up again missing Michael’s warmth and decided to press into him. She opened her eyes in fright when she couldn’t find him. A movement to her right caught her eyes and the scene she found when she turned made her think she was still asleep and dreaming. The two beds beyond them had moved. They were now in profile, and one was further to the right, nearer to the stream, but still within her range of sight. A man in a full Union uniform lay on that one; she could see clearly the dark blue coat and the pants with the yellow stripes. The man had a thick beard, moustache and sideburns. What she could see of his flesh, which was his face and hands, were deathly pale. He had a bloody bandage going all around his head and his eyes were closed. She looked at the other bed and saw it was surrounded by men in white blood stained robes. They were taking care of someone, a wounded soldier, Maria guessed, and then she noticed that the men were translucent, no, transparent, and through them she could see to her shock that the naked soldier looked very much like Michael. She almost passed out when she looked at his bed and he really wasn’t there! That meant the seal had been broken if he had gone to the other bed! But she hadn’t felt him get up, and she was sure she would have woken up if he had done so.
Maria tried to whisper to Liz over her shoulder but nothing came out of her mouth. She was now almost sure it was a nightmare, but she wasn’t risking it. She reached back and grabbed Liz’s arm shaking her hard and expecting her to scream, but she didn’t get even a gasp. She turned slowly to see Liz looking past her with her eyes popping out of her head and her mouth open trying uselessly to make some sound. Max joined in, waking up when Liz moved and waking the others the same way they had been. When Maria saw Laurie sit up, she knew they were all awake and staring. The next step was trying to move but apart from sitting up, they seemed to be glued to the bed. They stared at the scene in front of them without being able to do anything but hold hands all around.
It was obvious that the doctors were pulling bullets out of Michael’s body, and they could see they coincided with the five ones he had received at the mall. Michael’s face was buried in his arms, as his hands clutched the top of the bed and his muscles were rippling with the effort to control the pain. The instruments in the doctors’ hands were shiny and free of rust, one had a scalpel, the other one had a blunt one, like a probe, and the other one had a mean looking one with which he had just pulled the slug from Michael’s shoulder. He dropped it in a metal dish that the nurse held for that purpose, and they heard it clink. They heard their voices in that weird underwater mode, barely understanding what they were saying. They pulled out the ones from his ribs, lower back, butt and thigh. Then the nurse brought a smoking instrument in another metal dish and they cauterized the wounds by burning. Michael was shuddering and moaning. The nurse returned with a dripping cloth probably soaked in the stream, and proceeded to wipe the sweat and blood from Michael’s back. The doctors were now fully concentrated in checking out Michael’s brands, and they all could sense they were thinking it weird for a soldier to have tattoos, because they were typical of sailors. Then they saw the Union soldier open his eyes, raise his upper body enough to look around, and get hold of a sword which must have belonged to him, and was on the lower part of the table by his bed. He got up quickly and pulled it out of the scabbard with a smooth practiced move, making a swishing sound which alerted the doctors. They turned just in time to see the man already upon them and they backed away, as they were unarmed and no match for the soldier. To everyone’s horror, ghosts included, he plunged the sword savagely with both hands into Michael’s unprotected back straight into his heart as he uttered a raspy cry:
“Die, rebel!” As Michael jerked and growled into his arms.
Then he slumped to the floor, driving the sword completely through as he fell, so they could see the bloody tip coming out under the bed. Michael’s groans and whimpers echoed across the room as the bed was drenched in blood dripping down to the floor, and the Union soldier’s hands slid off the sword over the side of the bed where he ended half sitting, half slouching. One of the doctors hurried over to him and touched his neck to confirm he was dead. The other two were trying to pull the sword out of Michael but were finding it impossible, only hurting him worse as he shuddered and moaned in agony. The nurse was holding him down with both hands as the doctors pulled, the third joining in their efforts but then they let go and shook their heads. Michael’s laboured breathing was telling them there was nothing else they could do for him. The nurse sobbed and held Michael’s hand, as it went limp and his eyes looked fixed and glazed.
“He was so young!” She sobbed and Maria just lost it.
Somehow she gathered strength she didn’t even knew she had and let out a yell that simply vanished the ghosts. She jumped up and ran to Michael with the other ones hot on her heels. She froze when she touched him, he was totally limp…dead.
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Chapter 235
- Oh my god, … Michael! He’s…- Maria sobbed, she couldn’t bring herself to say the word.
Max pushed her aside, not too gently, in his haste. He placed his hands on Michael’s back on either side of the protruding sword, careful not to touch it. His hands were unstable on the slippery, still flowing blood. Max couldn’t believe it, he usually could feel Michael’s strong heartbeat on this very spot, but now he felt nothing…no vibes, no warmth, nothing. As if Michael were …dead. He felt an emptiness around him, and he knew it wasn’t just him and Maria who were feeling it but all the rest, one by one, as they started realizing what had really happened. It was unacceptable! It couldn’t be! How could they live without their protector?
- No, no! - Max tried to keep it in a whisper but the second denial came louder than he wanted it too. He kept looking at Michael’s bloody body because he couldn’t look at anyone else in the eye. He was his healer, and he couldn’t do anything! He simply couldn’t take it!
He was amazed at the silence in the room until he started hearing what began like muffled mutters that started gradually growing louder as the source got nearer. Max couldn’t understand the words, they were definitely not English, and from what little he could make out, they weren’t Antares either. Then Maria pulled him away from Michael, tugging hard at his arm as someone else did the same from the other side, just in time as Max was finally able raise his eyes. He was shocked to see the barrel of a rifle crash into the sword, and he knew everyone in the room had heard the clang of metal against metal, he was sure he had not imagined it. He was even more shocked to see it had been Soaring Eagle the one who had carried out the action. Then to everyone’s dismay, the sword vanished, taking Michael with it. Ten pairs of unbelieving eyes were staring fixedly at the now empty bed, some had their hands covering their mouths and some were shaking their heads in denial, while others were sobbing not being able to stop their tears. They couldn’t understand it, Michael hadn’t turned into dust like Nasedo, perhaps because he had a human body, but still from what Jim Valenti had said, that old man Clayton, at Meta Chem, had also turned into dust in front of his eyes, and his body was undoubtedly human. The sound of Michael’s voice made them jump.
- Maria, please don’t! - He moaned from somewhere behind them.
They turned to see him wincing and writhing on his bed, with no blood on him, just a reddened angry vertical mark about two inches long where the sword had been. It took them a few seconds to come out of the newest bout of shock before they ran to him.
- Michael! Michael what…what…? - Maria wasn’t sure what exactly she was asking him, or what he was asking her to stop doing.
She was about to turn it into the question she had on her mind, when Serena’s hand closed over her wrist and made her look up. The older alien gestured for silence with her other hand, and shook her head no. Maria got the message and kept quiet, letting Michael go on.
- Don’t push your elbow into my back to get up! - He complained, squirming to ease the pain in his traumatized muscles.
Serena beat Max and Maria by a fraction of a second, placing her hand over it, and confirming there was no internal damage at all. She was just in time, because Max’s healing light would have activated anyway, and it would have been very hard to explain it to the guide.
- He’s alright. - She informed, giving Michael a soft massage.
The boy sighed and apparently, just went back to sleep, as Maria recalled having done what Michael had accused her of, a couple of times, and he had complained that her elbow was very sharp and left him sore. No wonder he thought that was what had happened.
- I told you not to play with the spirits, because they would play back with you. - Soaring Eagle stared at them, very upset.
- It doesn’t make sense; they should have picked on me, not him. - Said Kyle.
- They picked on the strongest one to make sure they wouldn’t kill him, just give you a scare, to make you respect them. - Soaring Eagle nodded.
- Did anyone get up? - Serena had to know, because the only way this could have happened was if someone had breached their security.
They all shook their heads, looking around at each other, and shrugging.
- I woke up because the boy there, was having some kind of nightmare. - Soaring Eagle said, gesturing towards Michael. - He was tossing and groaning, so I went to him and shook his shoulder. He then calmed down, so I let him be and came back to my bed. -
- That’s impossible, we are all fairly light sleepers here, well, except him, but I’m sure we would have heard him if he was making the sounds you say he did! - Liz said.
She was really angry that her empathy had somehow failed her, and she hadn’t been able to know what was going on with Michael.
Soaring Eagle was looking around at all of them with a frown.
- There’s something else, what is it? - Serena asked the guide, a little harshly.
- When I went to see what was wrong with him, you all sat up on your beds watching him but doing nothing. I asked you if he always had nightmares like that but you didn’t even look up from him or answer me. That’s why I tried to wake him up. I couldn’t but at least he calmed down. When I was back in my bed, you all just lay back and closed your eyes. I thought it was strange and kind of creepy. I even thought I was the one having a nightmare. I was sure I was when I woke up again and saw what was happening, but couldn’t speak or move, not even when you were all going over to him. Then suddenly, I knew I could move, don’t ask me why or how, I just knew, as I knew what I had to do. -
- What is that? - Serena asked him, noticing in the small circle made by the heads of the beds, was a bundle of herbs and wild flowers that hadn’t been there when they had gone to bed.
- Oh, they’re to keep away spiders or gnats. I brought them after my last checking of the night, to make sure your van was ok too. I was careful not to wake you up. -
They all realized it had been Soaring Eagle who had unwittingly broken the seal when he entered the circle and left it again, leaving them exposed to the prank played on them.
- Thank you. - Serena said.
What else could she say? The man had meant no harm. Still she wondered about Michael’s nightmare, mostly the reason for it and of course, the nightmare itself. What could he have been dreaming about to upset him? They would find out in due time. As Soaring Eagle said a polite “good night” and headed to his bed, Serena outlined again the protective circle with her pointing finger while the man’s back was turned. Then she made a request.
- Please Soaring Eagle, if anything else, whatever, happens, you come straight to me, ok? I’ll decide what to do. - She wasn’t harsh, just firm.
- Yes ma’am. - He said nodding his head and pressed his rifle to his chest.
- Alright, let’s get some sleep. Then she held the hands of both neighbours and raised them clutching the others’ hands for the rest to see and nodded.
They all did the same, making sure that way, that if anyone got up, two others would wake up too. Michael’s arms were lying parallel to his body, so Laurie had no problems taking one of his hands and feeling reassured when he grabbed it back. Maria took the other one, knowing Michael must really be out, because he hadn’t even snuggled against her when she lay back. She reached out for Liz’s and made sure Michael was breathing evenly and looked relaxed. His face was half buried in the pillow and his back rose and fell in a normal rate. Against all expectations, they all fell into a deep sleep as soon as they closed their eyes.
The sound of Soaring Eagle’s bed creaking as he got up, had Stuart sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He cleared his throat discreetly in case anyone else was awake and heard a soft “good morning” from Serena, who was also sitting up and fighting a yawn.
- Everyone ok? - She asked him as they turned to check on the others. They were all lying just as when they had fallen asleep last night, all holding hands. One by one they started sitting up and the first thing they noticed was that Soaring Eagle wasn’t in his bed, and Michael was the only one still sleeping. Maria leaned over and kissed his cheek, and he smiled and snuggled into the bed.
- Maria…- He whispered and she was sure she had never heard him say her name in such a sweet way.
- Hey Spaceboy…- She whispered against his face as he turned and searched for her mouth.
- Mmm? - He went just before he found it and they had one of their typical kisses that had the others rolling their eyes, but they were really glad to see them carry on as usual.
Something was smelling real good, and they all started filing to the bathroom, girls first this time, Maria included, to find them all in the larger cave with the signs watching Soaring Eagle cooking some fish over what little remained of last night’s fire. Michael finally came out stretching and wincing, with Maria walking behind him rubbing his back.
- Hey Michael, you ok? - Serena asked.
- Yeah, just a kink from Maria’s elbow. - He smirked and reached his arms back pressing her to him.
She wrapped her arms around him and they somehow managed to arrive at the fireside. He sprawled on his side and Maria sat, resting her back against his stomach as he curled around her. She fed him as she fed herself. They ate the rest of their food and got their stuff together to return to the SUV. Michael gave one last look at the signs on the walls, making sure he would remember them to the last detail, and left. They thanked Soaring Eagle and started the drive back to Tucson. It was almost 11:00am.
Michael was snoozing in the back seat again as the rest were trying to find a way to tell him what had happened. Liz accidentally went over the whole thing forgetting her empathy and Michael’s eyes flew open and turned to look at her.
- It was a sword? - He asked wincing.
All eyes turned to Liz also, and she went red as a beet realizing what she had done without meaning to.
- Shit! Yeah! I remember! Who was that jerk? I had never seen him before! Why would he want to kill me? - Michael was outraged.
- It was the war, honey. - Serena told him, it wasn’t personal.
- No, Serena, that wasn’t war. I was unarmed and hurt. He was just a coward bastard. -
Michael sighed, remembering all the battles he had fought and all the enemies he had killed, but never in such a cowardly way. One thing was defending your life in a battlefield and another murdering in cold blood a wounded and helpless boy. He would never have done that!
- Oh my god, … Michael! He’s…- Maria sobbed, she couldn’t bring herself to say the word.
Max pushed her aside, not too gently, in his haste. He placed his hands on Michael’s back on either side of the protruding sword, careful not to touch it. His hands were unstable on the slippery, still flowing blood. Max couldn’t believe it, he usually could feel Michael’s strong heartbeat on this very spot, but now he felt nothing…no vibes, no warmth, nothing. As if Michael were …dead. He felt an emptiness around him, and he knew it wasn’t just him and Maria who were feeling it but all the rest, one by one, as they started realizing what had really happened. It was unacceptable! It couldn’t be! How could they live without their protector?
- No, no! - Max tried to keep it in a whisper but the second denial came louder than he wanted it too. He kept looking at Michael’s bloody body because he couldn’t look at anyone else in the eye. He was his healer, and he couldn’t do anything! He simply couldn’t take it!
He was amazed at the silence in the room until he started hearing what began like muffled mutters that started gradually growing louder as the source got nearer. Max couldn’t understand the words, they were definitely not English, and from what little he could make out, they weren’t Antares either. Then Maria pulled him away from Michael, tugging hard at his arm as someone else did the same from the other side, just in time as Max was finally able raise his eyes. He was shocked to see the barrel of a rifle crash into the sword, and he knew everyone in the room had heard the clang of metal against metal, he was sure he had not imagined it. He was even more shocked to see it had been Soaring Eagle the one who had carried out the action. Then to everyone’s dismay, the sword vanished, taking Michael with it. Ten pairs of unbelieving eyes were staring fixedly at the now empty bed, some had their hands covering their mouths and some were shaking their heads in denial, while others were sobbing not being able to stop their tears. They couldn’t understand it, Michael hadn’t turned into dust like Nasedo, perhaps because he had a human body, but still from what Jim Valenti had said, that old man Clayton, at Meta Chem, had also turned into dust in front of his eyes, and his body was undoubtedly human. The sound of Michael’s voice made them jump.
- Maria, please don’t! - He moaned from somewhere behind them.
They turned to see him wincing and writhing on his bed, with no blood on him, just a reddened angry vertical mark about two inches long where the sword had been. It took them a few seconds to come out of the newest bout of shock before they ran to him.
- Michael! Michael what…what…? - Maria wasn’t sure what exactly she was asking him, or what he was asking her to stop doing.
She was about to turn it into the question she had on her mind, when Serena’s hand closed over her wrist and made her look up. The older alien gestured for silence with her other hand, and shook her head no. Maria got the message and kept quiet, letting Michael go on.
- Don’t push your elbow into my back to get up! - He complained, squirming to ease the pain in his traumatized muscles.
Serena beat Max and Maria by a fraction of a second, placing her hand over it, and confirming there was no internal damage at all. She was just in time, because Max’s healing light would have activated anyway, and it would have been very hard to explain it to the guide.
- He’s alright. - She informed, giving Michael a soft massage.
The boy sighed and apparently, just went back to sleep, as Maria recalled having done what Michael had accused her of, a couple of times, and he had complained that her elbow was very sharp and left him sore. No wonder he thought that was what had happened.
- I told you not to play with the spirits, because they would play back with you. - Soaring Eagle stared at them, very upset.
- It doesn’t make sense; they should have picked on me, not him. - Said Kyle.
- They picked on the strongest one to make sure they wouldn’t kill him, just give you a scare, to make you respect them. - Soaring Eagle nodded.
- Did anyone get up? - Serena had to know, because the only way this could have happened was if someone had breached their security.
They all shook their heads, looking around at each other, and shrugging.
- I woke up because the boy there, was having some kind of nightmare. - Soaring Eagle said, gesturing towards Michael. - He was tossing and groaning, so I went to him and shook his shoulder. He then calmed down, so I let him be and came back to my bed. -
- That’s impossible, we are all fairly light sleepers here, well, except him, but I’m sure we would have heard him if he was making the sounds you say he did! - Liz said.
She was really angry that her empathy had somehow failed her, and she hadn’t been able to know what was going on with Michael.
Soaring Eagle was looking around at all of them with a frown.
- There’s something else, what is it? - Serena asked the guide, a little harshly.
- When I went to see what was wrong with him, you all sat up on your beds watching him but doing nothing. I asked you if he always had nightmares like that but you didn’t even look up from him or answer me. That’s why I tried to wake him up. I couldn’t but at least he calmed down. When I was back in my bed, you all just lay back and closed your eyes. I thought it was strange and kind of creepy. I even thought I was the one having a nightmare. I was sure I was when I woke up again and saw what was happening, but couldn’t speak or move, not even when you were all going over to him. Then suddenly, I knew I could move, don’t ask me why or how, I just knew, as I knew what I had to do. -
- What is that? - Serena asked him, noticing in the small circle made by the heads of the beds, was a bundle of herbs and wild flowers that hadn’t been there when they had gone to bed.
- Oh, they’re to keep away spiders or gnats. I brought them after my last checking of the night, to make sure your van was ok too. I was careful not to wake you up. -
They all realized it had been Soaring Eagle who had unwittingly broken the seal when he entered the circle and left it again, leaving them exposed to the prank played on them.
- Thank you. - Serena said.
What else could she say? The man had meant no harm. Still she wondered about Michael’s nightmare, mostly the reason for it and of course, the nightmare itself. What could he have been dreaming about to upset him? They would find out in due time. As Soaring Eagle said a polite “good night” and headed to his bed, Serena outlined again the protective circle with her pointing finger while the man’s back was turned. Then she made a request.
- Please Soaring Eagle, if anything else, whatever, happens, you come straight to me, ok? I’ll decide what to do. - She wasn’t harsh, just firm.
- Yes ma’am. - He said nodding his head and pressed his rifle to his chest.
- Alright, let’s get some sleep. Then she held the hands of both neighbours and raised them clutching the others’ hands for the rest to see and nodded.
They all did the same, making sure that way, that if anyone got up, two others would wake up too. Michael’s arms were lying parallel to his body, so Laurie had no problems taking one of his hands and feeling reassured when he grabbed it back. Maria took the other one, knowing Michael must really be out, because he hadn’t even snuggled against her when she lay back. She reached out for Liz’s and made sure Michael was breathing evenly and looked relaxed. His face was half buried in the pillow and his back rose and fell in a normal rate. Against all expectations, they all fell into a deep sleep as soon as they closed their eyes.
The sound of Soaring Eagle’s bed creaking as he got up, had Stuart sitting up and rubbing his eyes. He cleared his throat discreetly in case anyone else was awake and heard a soft “good morning” from Serena, who was also sitting up and fighting a yawn.
- Everyone ok? - She asked him as they turned to check on the others. They were all lying just as when they had fallen asleep last night, all holding hands. One by one they started sitting up and the first thing they noticed was that Soaring Eagle wasn’t in his bed, and Michael was the only one still sleeping. Maria leaned over and kissed his cheek, and he smiled and snuggled into the bed.
- Maria…- He whispered and she was sure she had never heard him say her name in such a sweet way.
- Hey Spaceboy…- She whispered against his face as he turned and searched for her mouth.
- Mmm? - He went just before he found it and they had one of their typical kisses that had the others rolling their eyes, but they were really glad to see them carry on as usual.
Something was smelling real good, and they all started filing to the bathroom, girls first this time, Maria included, to find them all in the larger cave with the signs watching Soaring Eagle cooking some fish over what little remained of last night’s fire. Michael finally came out stretching and wincing, with Maria walking behind him rubbing his back.
- Hey Michael, you ok? - Serena asked.
- Yeah, just a kink from Maria’s elbow. - He smirked and reached his arms back pressing her to him.
She wrapped her arms around him and they somehow managed to arrive at the fireside. He sprawled on his side and Maria sat, resting her back against his stomach as he curled around her. She fed him as she fed herself. They ate the rest of their food and got their stuff together to return to the SUV. Michael gave one last look at the signs on the walls, making sure he would remember them to the last detail, and left. They thanked Soaring Eagle and started the drive back to Tucson. It was almost 11:00am.
Michael was snoozing in the back seat again as the rest were trying to find a way to tell him what had happened. Liz accidentally went over the whole thing forgetting her empathy and Michael’s eyes flew open and turned to look at her.
- It was a sword? - He asked wincing.
All eyes turned to Liz also, and she went red as a beet realizing what she had done without meaning to.
- Shit! Yeah! I remember! Who was that jerk? I had never seen him before! Why would he want to kill me? - Michael was outraged.
- It was the war, honey. - Serena told him, it wasn’t personal.
- No, Serena, that wasn’t war. I was unarmed and hurt. He was just a coward bastard. -
Michael sighed, remembering all the battles he had fought and all the enemies he had killed, but never in such a cowardly way. One thing was defending your life in a battlefield and another murdering in cold blood a wounded and helpless boy. He would never have done that!
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Chapter 236
Michael’s words kept ringing in everyone’s ears, expressing the kind of noble person he was and had been in his previous life.
- C’mon, Spaceboy, it was just an illusion, or some kind of a collective dream that the spirits in the hospital chose to give us to clarify the murder of that boy and help him rest in peace. - Maria tried to comfort him.
- Then it was damn realistic, congrats to the spirits! - He scoffed.
- Michael, what do you mean? - Maria asked, feeling her body go cold.
Liz gave a sob and they turned to look at her, noticing she had turned very pale and was shivering uncontrollably. Max immediately held her close to him.
- Michael…- She sobbed again, so all eyes went from her to him again.
- Michael? - Maria didn’t like the way he was wincing. She insisted. - What do you mean! -
- I mean that I felt everything, to the last detail, and I feel it again when I think of it. First, he rammed it deep straight into my heart, and then he shoved it down with all his weight and it went clean through me. I know what I’m talking about; Grant Sorensen’s bullet did the same thing though it missed my heart. And there was the speed factor, the sword’s slower motion made it hurt like hell. - Michael winced again.
- Uh oh…- Went Max, as a gurgling sound made them turn to Kyle who was greener that Amy’s alien dolls.
- Stuart! Stop! - Yelled Isabel.
Stuart stepped on the brakes, thankful that they still hadn’t reached the highway, as several hands opened the sliding door faster than they thought was possible to let “Barfing Wonder” Valenti have time enough to poke his head out and do his thing safely on the ground. Serena handed him a bottle of water as he kept dry heaving after losing all his breakfast. Kyle nodded a “thanks” and rinsed his mouth until there wasn’t a drop left.
- Shit, man! Don’t do that to me! You know I can’t take it! I have a damned weak stomach - Kyle whined when he finally found his voice.
- Sorry…- Was all Michael could think of saying.
The shivers must have been contagious, because everyone was having them, Michael with far more reasons than the rest. Liz was now crying into her hands, trying to muffle it the best she could. Max was holding her tight and Maria took her from the other side.
- Oh my god, Liz, don’t tell me you felt it! - Maria pleaded.
- No, Michael has the pain blocked away from me, I could only sense how bad it was, and it was enough, believe me. -
- Michael…- Laurie was now kneeling in front of the back seat and holding him tight in her arms, wetting his shirt with her tears. She felt another pair of arms join hers and recognized Isabel through her slitted eyes.
- Hey, girls, I can’t breathe! - Michael protested, laughing.
They let go off him, drying their tears, and then Max and Kyle were there with him, their hands on his back, just frowning, not knowing what to say, but Michael knew what their silence was saying to him and smirked.
- Sure, thanks, dude, it’s ok Max, not even us aliens can deal with ghosts, huh? - Michael nodded and closed his eyes. - Hey, let’s go! Let’s have at least a “pool” afternoon, and a sunset ride, if it’s alright with you, sis? -
- Anything you want, bro…- Laurie sniffed.
She started to move back towards Michael, but stopped to look at Maria.
- Go for it girl, I’ll be having him back everyday, and you’ll be now the one missing him. He’s all yours! - Maria smiled at her.
Michael pushed his upper body up on his forearms so Laurie could sit and take his head in her lap. She sighed and rubbed his back with one hand as she played with his hair with the other one, her eyes full of love. Maria looked at them and sighed, they looked more like lovers than siblings, and when Serena and Liz tapped Maria’s arms, gesturing playfully at them, Maria just shrugged and smiled.
- You know, this is the third time I see you hurl, and it gets better every time! - Isabel joked, but she suddenly connected the fact that Michael had been the reason each time and she paled as Liz had.
Serena knew immediately what was going in her head and she wasn’t the only one, so she decided to change the subject for everyone’s benefit.
- Ok, gone and forgotten, now we must focus on what we saw in that cave and make the connection with the one in Roswell. I might like to see it; do you think it’s possible? - Serena asked.
- Well, we haven’t been to the reservation in some time, River Dog was an old man the last time we saw him, I don’t know if he’s still alive…- Max began.
- Yes he is…- Michael interrupted, his eyes closed, so they had thought he had gone back to sleep. - I visit him at least once a month, when I go to take a ride in the desert. I don’t tend to just forget people, like you guys do. I’ve even stayed overnight a few times. -
- So that’s where you went! Why didn’t you tell me so instead of letting me get pissed at you? - Maria was getting a little pissed then too.
- Because you need to learn to trust me. You know there are some personal things you don’t tell me either, but I trust you, and if you decide not to tell me, I respect your reasons. It should go both ways, you know? -
Maria nodded and sat on the floor by his side. She buried her face into the small of his back, kissing him and then resting her cheek on him. She felt him sigh and relax, and wondered how long he had been wanting to tell her this without getting her angry, like she always did when he went somewhere else. She also sometimes would rather be with Liz, or even alone, and expected Michael to understand her, which he always did. Then he must also need to spend some time in male company other than Kyle and Max, with someone obviously wiser and who wasn’t after his ass.
- I’m sorry, Spaceboy, I can also be a real pain in the butt, I know. - She whispered against him.
- It’s ok, maybe I should have told you, but I didn’t want to upset you. It’s just that I once told you I wanted to go to him and you went nuts saying that you couldn’t help relating him to that time I was sick. That’s why I didn’t tell you again. Sorry, love, I wish I could keep every single worry away from you. - He whispered back.
- Shhh…it’s ok. Sleep baby…- She pulled up his t-shirt and covered his back with kisses.
Unwittingly, she kissed the reddened line where the sword had entered him and got a jolt very much like the one that had scared Sylvia, but for very different reasons and a different effect. She hadn’t realized that her hand had drifted up the leg of Michael’s shorts and was lying right over Max’s brand surrounded by hers. She was so used to handling his body even when they were all together, that she had done it without thinking. She tried to pull away but she was glued to his flesh and was now witnessing a disturbing argument between Zan and Rath-Michael, in a bedroom. She had no way of knowing whose, probably Zan’s, because the bed wasn’t big enough for two. Zan was screaming heatedly at his cousin who just stood there smirking at him and baiting him, teasingly.
“You know I have to go, Zan, so just sit tight, alright? You’ll have me back as soon as it’s over, just to stop the bleeding, and nothing else.”
“NO! I don’t want you to go, we don’t need him!” Zan was getting red in the face.
“You know we do, our people need his stuff because it’s the best source of protein, specially our soldiers. Act your age, Zan!” Rath-Michael was beginning to lose his patience.
“He’s black, like your slave, and I know what they say of them!” Zan was shaking with rage.
“Yeah, he’s big where it counts, beats you by an inch plus.” Rath-Michael smirked smugly and turned to leave.
He wasn’t counting on Zan pulling out a knife that he kept hidden under the bed covers. He rushed at him yelling incoherently and plunged the big knife into Rath-Michael’s back, where the sword had been. Zan watched horrified how his cousin dropped forwards to the floor, with the knife sticking out of him as his breath hissed through his teeth. Zan was glad his strength wasn’t half what his victim’s was, and that in his anger, he had forgotten to use his powers or Rath-Michael would have been beyond healing.
As it was, Zan crumpled beside him, now using his powers to remove the knife easily, stopping the bleeding and healing the damage he had caused.
“Dammit, Zan! When will you grow up! You may heal me but it still hurts!”
Rath-Michael growled as he slowly pushed up.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…it’s just that you make me so jealous!” Zan whined.
“You know I didn’t ask for this, Zan, I can’t help it, I must do it.” He was suddenly wrapped in Zan’s arms and his face was covered with kisses.
“Hey, hey, I said it was alright!” He pushed Zan away, smirking.
“Come back soon, I’ll be waiting for you. Lonnie will drop as a stone when she comes back with mother after that stupid dinner where they will drink themselves silly to put up with it. You know it.” Zan sent him the vision of Vilandra lying on her back, passed out, mouth open and snoring her lungs off. They would have to block that out because they would be able to hear it next door as if she were right there with them. Rath-Michael shuddered. He hated it when she had to keep up with the protocol just like he did. At least no one touched her.
“I’m truly sorry…” - Zan grabbed his ass and squeezed, as Rath-Michael stepped out of the room.
Maria received a second jolt, as both her hand and Zan’s used the same spot throughout time and space. This time she was repelled and she sat up with a scared look on her face. Her eyes sought out Max’s and they knew they had shared the same experience.
- No…no! That wasn’t me, you know it wasn’t! - Max was as horrified as he had been in that other life when jealousy had taken him over.
Michael, Maria, Laurie and Liz were staring fixedly at him. Laurie had got it through her contact with Michael and Liz through her empathy. Serena had some hints, as did Isabel, though not that clear, and Kyle and Stuart were at sea, totally clueless. Liz took it unto herself to share the situation with the less lucky ones while Max knelt by Maria and took Michael’s hand in his.
- Michael…please…- His eyes were full of tears.
- Thank your human side Max, because it won’t let you lose it like Zan did. - Michael squeezed Max’s hand, assuring him he believed him. - I just need a snooze, ok? And Maria, please lay off the brands, love, you’ll do that for me? -
- You bet, Michael, I sure got more than I bargained for! - Maria admitted it was better to be in the dark.
- Yes, Maria, listen to him, I’m not up to being reminded of my hidden Antares secrets just yet, specially when I’m not ready for them, ok? - Isabel made her point and Maria had to agree with her.
Michael’s words kept ringing in everyone’s ears, expressing the kind of noble person he was and had been in his previous life.
- C’mon, Spaceboy, it was just an illusion, or some kind of a collective dream that the spirits in the hospital chose to give us to clarify the murder of that boy and help him rest in peace. - Maria tried to comfort him.
- Then it was damn realistic, congrats to the spirits! - He scoffed.
- Michael, what do you mean? - Maria asked, feeling her body go cold.
Liz gave a sob and they turned to look at her, noticing she had turned very pale and was shivering uncontrollably. Max immediately held her close to him.
- Michael…- She sobbed again, so all eyes went from her to him again.
- Michael? - Maria didn’t like the way he was wincing. She insisted. - What do you mean! -
- I mean that I felt everything, to the last detail, and I feel it again when I think of it. First, he rammed it deep straight into my heart, and then he shoved it down with all his weight and it went clean through me. I know what I’m talking about; Grant Sorensen’s bullet did the same thing though it missed my heart. And there was the speed factor, the sword’s slower motion made it hurt like hell. - Michael winced again.
- Uh oh…- Went Max, as a gurgling sound made them turn to Kyle who was greener that Amy’s alien dolls.
- Stuart! Stop! - Yelled Isabel.
Stuart stepped on the brakes, thankful that they still hadn’t reached the highway, as several hands opened the sliding door faster than they thought was possible to let “Barfing Wonder” Valenti have time enough to poke his head out and do his thing safely on the ground. Serena handed him a bottle of water as he kept dry heaving after losing all his breakfast. Kyle nodded a “thanks” and rinsed his mouth until there wasn’t a drop left.
- Shit, man! Don’t do that to me! You know I can’t take it! I have a damned weak stomach - Kyle whined when he finally found his voice.
- Sorry…- Was all Michael could think of saying.
The shivers must have been contagious, because everyone was having them, Michael with far more reasons than the rest. Liz was now crying into her hands, trying to muffle it the best she could. Max was holding her tight and Maria took her from the other side.
- Oh my god, Liz, don’t tell me you felt it! - Maria pleaded.
- No, Michael has the pain blocked away from me, I could only sense how bad it was, and it was enough, believe me. -
- Michael…- Laurie was now kneeling in front of the back seat and holding him tight in her arms, wetting his shirt with her tears. She felt another pair of arms join hers and recognized Isabel through her slitted eyes.
- Hey, girls, I can’t breathe! - Michael protested, laughing.
They let go off him, drying their tears, and then Max and Kyle were there with him, their hands on his back, just frowning, not knowing what to say, but Michael knew what their silence was saying to him and smirked.
- Sure, thanks, dude, it’s ok Max, not even us aliens can deal with ghosts, huh? - Michael nodded and closed his eyes. - Hey, let’s go! Let’s have at least a “pool” afternoon, and a sunset ride, if it’s alright with you, sis? -
- Anything you want, bro…- Laurie sniffed.
She started to move back towards Michael, but stopped to look at Maria.
- Go for it girl, I’ll be having him back everyday, and you’ll be now the one missing him. He’s all yours! - Maria smiled at her.
Michael pushed his upper body up on his forearms so Laurie could sit and take his head in her lap. She sighed and rubbed his back with one hand as she played with his hair with the other one, her eyes full of love. Maria looked at them and sighed, they looked more like lovers than siblings, and when Serena and Liz tapped Maria’s arms, gesturing playfully at them, Maria just shrugged and smiled.
- You know, this is the third time I see you hurl, and it gets better every time! - Isabel joked, but she suddenly connected the fact that Michael had been the reason each time and she paled as Liz had.
Serena knew immediately what was going in her head and she wasn’t the only one, so she decided to change the subject for everyone’s benefit.
- Ok, gone and forgotten, now we must focus on what we saw in that cave and make the connection with the one in Roswell. I might like to see it; do you think it’s possible? - Serena asked.
- Well, we haven’t been to the reservation in some time, River Dog was an old man the last time we saw him, I don’t know if he’s still alive…- Max began.
- Yes he is…- Michael interrupted, his eyes closed, so they had thought he had gone back to sleep. - I visit him at least once a month, when I go to take a ride in the desert. I don’t tend to just forget people, like you guys do. I’ve even stayed overnight a few times. -
- So that’s where you went! Why didn’t you tell me so instead of letting me get pissed at you? - Maria was getting a little pissed then too.
- Because you need to learn to trust me. You know there are some personal things you don’t tell me either, but I trust you, and if you decide not to tell me, I respect your reasons. It should go both ways, you know? -
Maria nodded and sat on the floor by his side. She buried her face into the small of his back, kissing him and then resting her cheek on him. She felt him sigh and relax, and wondered how long he had been wanting to tell her this without getting her angry, like she always did when he went somewhere else. She also sometimes would rather be with Liz, or even alone, and expected Michael to understand her, which he always did. Then he must also need to spend some time in male company other than Kyle and Max, with someone obviously wiser and who wasn’t after his ass.
- I’m sorry, Spaceboy, I can also be a real pain in the butt, I know. - She whispered against him.
- It’s ok, maybe I should have told you, but I didn’t want to upset you. It’s just that I once told you I wanted to go to him and you went nuts saying that you couldn’t help relating him to that time I was sick. That’s why I didn’t tell you again. Sorry, love, I wish I could keep every single worry away from you. - He whispered back.
- Shhh…it’s ok. Sleep baby…- She pulled up his t-shirt and covered his back with kisses.
Unwittingly, she kissed the reddened line where the sword had entered him and got a jolt very much like the one that had scared Sylvia, but for very different reasons and a different effect. She hadn’t realized that her hand had drifted up the leg of Michael’s shorts and was lying right over Max’s brand surrounded by hers. She was so used to handling his body even when they were all together, that she had done it without thinking. She tried to pull away but she was glued to his flesh and was now witnessing a disturbing argument between Zan and Rath-Michael, in a bedroom. She had no way of knowing whose, probably Zan’s, because the bed wasn’t big enough for two. Zan was screaming heatedly at his cousin who just stood there smirking at him and baiting him, teasingly.
“You know I have to go, Zan, so just sit tight, alright? You’ll have me back as soon as it’s over, just to stop the bleeding, and nothing else.”
“NO! I don’t want you to go, we don’t need him!” Zan was getting red in the face.
“You know we do, our people need his stuff because it’s the best source of protein, specially our soldiers. Act your age, Zan!” Rath-Michael was beginning to lose his patience.
“He’s black, like your slave, and I know what they say of them!” Zan was shaking with rage.
“Yeah, he’s big where it counts, beats you by an inch plus.” Rath-Michael smirked smugly and turned to leave.
He wasn’t counting on Zan pulling out a knife that he kept hidden under the bed covers. He rushed at him yelling incoherently and plunged the big knife into Rath-Michael’s back, where the sword had been. Zan watched horrified how his cousin dropped forwards to the floor, with the knife sticking out of him as his breath hissed through his teeth. Zan was glad his strength wasn’t half what his victim’s was, and that in his anger, he had forgotten to use his powers or Rath-Michael would have been beyond healing.
As it was, Zan crumpled beside him, now using his powers to remove the knife easily, stopping the bleeding and healing the damage he had caused.
“Dammit, Zan! When will you grow up! You may heal me but it still hurts!”
Rath-Michael growled as he slowly pushed up.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…it’s just that you make me so jealous!” Zan whined.
“You know I didn’t ask for this, Zan, I can’t help it, I must do it.” He was suddenly wrapped in Zan’s arms and his face was covered with kisses.
“Hey, hey, I said it was alright!” He pushed Zan away, smirking.
“Come back soon, I’ll be waiting for you. Lonnie will drop as a stone when she comes back with mother after that stupid dinner where they will drink themselves silly to put up with it. You know it.” Zan sent him the vision of Vilandra lying on her back, passed out, mouth open and snoring her lungs off. They would have to block that out because they would be able to hear it next door as if she were right there with them. Rath-Michael shuddered. He hated it when she had to keep up with the protocol just like he did. At least no one touched her.
“I’m truly sorry…” - Zan grabbed his ass and squeezed, as Rath-Michael stepped out of the room.
Maria received a second jolt, as both her hand and Zan’s used the same spot throughout time and space. This time she was repelled and she sat up with a scared look on her face. Her eyes sought out Max’s and they knew they had shared the same experience.
- No…no! That wasn’t me, you know it wasn’t! - Max was as horrified as he had been in that other life when jealousy had taken him over.
Michael, Maria, Laurie and Liz were staring fixedly at him. Laurie had got it through her contact with Michael and Liz through her empathy. Serena had some hints, as did Isabel, though not that clear, and Kyle and Stuart were at sea, totally clueless. Liz took it unto herself to share the situation with the less lucky ones while Max knelt by Maria and took Michael’s hand in his.
- Michael…please…- His eyes were full of tears.
- Thank your human side Max, because it won’t let you lose it like Zan did. - Michael squeezed Max’s hand, assuring him he believed him. - I just need a snooze, ok? And Maria, please lay off the brands, love, you’ll do that for me? -
- You bet, Michael, I sure got more than I bargained for! - Maria admitted it was better to be in the dark.
- Yes, Maria, listen to him, I’m not up to being reminded of my hidden Antares secrets just yet, specially when I’m not ready for them, ok? - Isabel made her point and Maria had to agree with her.
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Chapter 237
The rest of the trip went mostly in silence, everyone lost in their own minds, going over all the incredible adventure that their lives had turned into since the Crashdown shooting.
Max offered to drive back giving Isabel and Stuart some time to themselves. Liz was very quiet, still shaken, and Laurie, Serena and Kyle were playing cards.
- Too bad Michael’s sleeping…- Kyle said as he produced a deck of cards.
- He’s good at cards? - Laurie asked innocently.
- He’s great at strip poker, he always loses. - Kyle giggled.
He changed his mind right away at the glares he got from both of them, clearing his throat and beginning to deal.
It was almost midday when they arrived, and Rubén and Javi were there to unload the van with Anita and Sylvia helping them to take the stuff to the right rooms. Alien powers had them all in bathing suits and splashing in the cool water. Michael dove and pulled himself out, stretching by Serena who was dangling her feet in the water. Michael pushed his arms in the water too and tickled her, making her cry out and laugh.
- How are you doing? You ok? - She ran her fingers through his hair.
- Yeah, fine. - His eyes were closed and he was just enjoying the warm sun.
Laurie came out too and sat like Serena by his other side.
- What would you like for lunch, kid? Whatever, you choose today, alright? -
- No, you choose, please? I want you to have what you like, forget about us. Go on! - Michael smiled at her fondly.
- No, you’ll hate it! - Laurie laughed.
- Hey sis, I want to indulge you! Tell me! - Michael scooped some water and splashed her.
- Ok, ok. I feel like KFC…- She said shrugging.
- Great, we all like it…Hey guys, KFC ok with you, right? - Laurie couldn’t see Michael winking at the swimmers who got the message and agreed unanimously. - You see? No problem! -
- Thank you, Alf…- Giggled Laurie.
- Hey, I’m better looking than THAT alien. - Michael chuckled, enjoying a laugh with his sister.
Sylvia came running with a cell phone in her hand.
- Serena, you left your cell phone in your bag. It started ringing and I answered thinking it was Uncle Derek, but it’s a lady, says it’s important. - She handed it over.
- Thank you Sylvia. Hello? Oh yes, Rachel…- Serena recognized her friend the archeologist’s voice.
While Serena took her phone call, Laurie told Sylvia to go and get the largest possible take out of KFC with everything included right away.
After the greeting, Serena remained quiet, but her face showed the woman at the other end was busily talking.
- Yes, of course, I would really like to…yes, I do have one at hand…alright, in how long? Ok, thanks. Bye. - Serena remained quiet until she noticed they were all staring at her after having followed her almost one sided conversation.
- She knows something, right? - Michael asked quietly.
- She said Soaring Eagle spilled the beans the second she arrived, about an hour ago. She says she did some research on her laptop and she came up with some amazing stuff. She’s e-mailing it over to me, but she asked me to give her an extra hour to download some more info and sent it all complete. She was sorry she missed us. She wasn’t supposed to arrive until late tonight but she was lucky and got to fit all her interviews yesterday, though she had to run all over the place the whole day. She took an early flight today hoping to find us still there. She wanted to call us but her battery died out on her and she had all the phone numbers in her cell, so there was nothing she could do. She had to charge it during the flight. -
Serena was frowning, worried about what Rachel had found out.
- Did she at least give you a hint? - Liz asked.
- No, I have no idea; we’ll just have to wait. Sorry, I’m as curious as you are, believe me. -
They didn’t have to wait long for their lunch as the KFC was just a few blocks away and Sylvia called on the cell phone right away to have her order ready by the time she arrived. Laurie was a regular customer and they were happy to oblige. Anita as usual, grated extra carrot to add to the coleslaw salad plus three bottles of Tabasco.
By the time lunch was over, more than an hour had gone by, so they went to Laurie’s computer and got Rachel’s mails. She had done a very thorough research on Civil War Files and had even managed to pinpoint the secret ER in her cave. She had a very specific list of the casualties that had ended there and even the fact that a Union General by the name of Hugh Madison had died there after killing a patient. He had arrived with a severe head wound, not expected to live or even to regain consciousness. The doctors had reported that they had been totally surprised by his attack, and could do nothing to save 18 year old Michael Ramsey, after Madison stabbed him in the back with his army saber. The doctors had just removed five bullets out of the boy and he was weak from the blood loss, but stable. Madison murdered him in cold blood, and dropped dead right after. The next file was of the victim. He belonged to one of the best families in Tucson. He was the youngest of the family and was survived by four sisters and two brothers. Then there was a foot note underlined to catch their attention. It told them about a baffling coincidence that had been studied by the historians of the old Tucson families. It said that some generations later, another member of the family had been also brutally murdered by a horse thief, of five shots in the back; his name had also been Michael, his surname Kelly and he had also been 18 when he died. Stranger still, his nephew, Michael Dupree, son of his sister, had been murdered in the same way and at the same age. It was considered a family curse, so the name “Michael” had been banned by the family, just as a precaution. The reason they gave for no murders during those generations was that no child had been named “Michael” until many decades later.
- Do you believe in curses? - Laurie asked Serena.
- After reading this, do you? - Serena answered with a question, looking at all of them.
No one had a sensible answer. Too many coincidences. Michael knew he had been damn lucky to be half alien and have his own personal healer there with him, or maybe he wouldn’t have made it, and become another victim of the family curse. It was definitely weird. Something told him it didn’t matter if you believed or not, it would happen anyway.
- Ok then, I’ve had enough with the occult today. I know Michael here fooled the curse, and I’m just too glad he did. Wanna change your name kid? - She teased Michael.
- No, I’d rather go riding. C’mon sis…- Michael turned to Laurie.
She smiled at him and wrapped her arm around his waist as he did the same around her shoulders. Before they took another step, they were in riding clothes and Serena was laughing behind them as the others joined in.
They arrived at the stables and Michael got the two horses ready efficiently and fast. Rubén just watched him, not creeped out any longer, but enjoying how he did things just the way Grandpa Charles did. He used the Wintec Close Contact saddle for the black, which meant he was going for the hurdles and the All Purpose for Laurie’s. He preferred them to the leather ones because they were softer and hardly weighed at all, so they were comfortable for both horse and rider. The original Paso saddles were murder as far as he was concerned, hard and heavy, and the rein not only weighed a ton but the bit was just inhuman. No way. He used the snaffle thick rubber covered bits, the softest on the mouth, so the animals could be comfortable and also enjoy the ride. He gave her a leg up and got on his horse as he usually did, making Rubén smile. That was something Grandpa Charles would never do, that was pure Michael. When they arrived at the schooling ring they were all in the terrace ready to watch the show. Laurie rode around it not to get in Michael’s way, watching him too, as her horse’s workout consisted mostly in maintaining Sundown’s even pace, stopping and taking off again, and circles every now and then. Michael warmed Moonshadow beginning with almost the same thing Laurie was doing but at a trot, quickening and slowing the gait, changing directions and then breaking into a canter with the same exercises. Then he walked him twice around both ways to give him a breather and cantered again smoothly into the first hurdle. He horse flew over it with amazing ease, as he did over the whole course without the least hesitation. He was so eager to jump that Michael just played with the reins to keep him in hand without tugging at his mouth, and he went with the game. Those two really clicked. He slowed into a trot riding along with Laurie and they headed outside. They changed to a walk as they took the track that lead to the pond. The group at the terrace had finally let out the breath they had been holding while Michael took the course.
The rest of the trip went mostly in silence, everyone lost in their own minds, going over all the incredible adventure that their lives had turned into since the Crashdown shooting.
Max offered to drive back giving Isabel and Stuart some time to themselves. Liz was very quiet, still shaken, and Laurie, Serena and Kyle were playing cards.
- Too bad Michael’s sleeping…- Kyle said as he produced a deck of cards.
- He’s good at cards? - Laurie asked innocently.
- He’s great at strip poker, he always loses. - Kyle giggled.
He changed his mind right away at the glares he got from both of them, clearing his throat and beginning to deal.
It was almost midday when they arrived, and Rubén and Javi were there to unload the van with Anita and Sylvia helping them to take the stuff to the right rooms. Alien powers had them all in bathing suits and splashing in the cool water. Michael dove and pulled himself out, stretching by Serena who was dangling her feet in the water. Michael pushed his arms in the water too and tickled her, making her cry out and laugh.
- How are you doing? You ok? - She ran her fingers through his hair.
- Yeah, fine. - His eyes were closed and he was just enjoying the warm sun.
Laurie came out too and sat like Serena by his other side.
- What would you like for lunch, kid? Whatever, you choose today, alright? -
- No, you choose, please? I want you to have what you like, forget about us. Go on! - Michael smiled at her fondly.
- No, you’ll hate it! - Laurie laughed.
- Hey sis, I want to indulge you! Tell me! - Michael scooped some water and splashed her.
- Ok, ok. I feel like KFC…- She said shrugging.
- Great, we all like it…Hey guys, KFC ok with you, right? - Laurie couldn’t see Michael winking at the swimmers who got the message and agreed unanimously. - You see? No problem! -
- Thank you, Alf…- Giggled Laurie.
- Hey, I’m better looking than THAT alien. - Michael chuckled, enjoying a laugh with his sister.
Sylvia came running with a cell phone in her hand.
- Serena, you left your cell phone in your bag. It started ringing and I answered thinking it was Uncle Derek, but it’s a lady, says it’s important. - She handed it over.
- Thank you Sylvia. Hello? Oh yes, Rachel…- Serena recognized her friend the archeologist’s voice.
While Serena took her phone call, Laurie told Sylvia to go and get the largest possible take out of KFC with everything included right away.
After the greeting, Serena remained quiet, but her face showed the woman at the other end was busily talking.
- Yes, of course, I would really like to…yes, I do have one at hand…alright, in how long? Ok, thanks. Bye. - Serena remained quiet until she noticed they were all staring at her after having followed her almost one sided conversation.
- She knows something, right? - Michael asked quietly.
- She said Soaring Eagle spilled the beans the second she arrived, about an hour ago. She says she did some research on her laptop and she came up with some amazing stuff. She’s e-mailing it over to me, but she asked me to give her an extra hour to download some more info and sent it all complete. She was sorry she missed us. She wasn’t supposed to arrive until late tonight but she was lucky and got to fit all her interviews yesterday, though she had to run all over the place the whole day. She took an early flight today hoping to find us still there. She wanted to call us but her battery died out on her and she had all the phone numbers in her cell, so there was nothing she could do. She had to charge it during the flight. -
Serena was frowning, worried about what Rachel had found out.
- Did she at least give you a hint? - Liz asked.
- No, I have no idea; we’ll just have to wait. Sorry, I’m as curious as you are, believe me. -
They didn’t have to wait long for their lunch as the KFC was just a few blocks away and Sylvia called on the cell phone right away to have her order ready by the time she arrived. Laurie was a regular customer and they were happy to oblige. Anita as usual, grated extra carrot to add to the coleslaw salad plus three bottles of Tabasco.
By the time lunch was over, more than an hour had gone by, so they went to Laurie’s computer and got Rachel’s mails. She had done a very thorough research on Civil War Files and had even managed to pinpoint the secret ER in her cave. She had a very specific list of the casualties that had ended there and even the fact that a Union General by the name of Hugh Madison had died there after killing a patient. He had arrived with a severe head wound, not expected to live or even to regain consciousness. The doctors had reported that they had been totally surprised by his attack, and could do nothing to save 18 year old Michael Ramsey, after Madison stabbed him in the back with his army saber. The doctors had just removed five bullets out of the boy and he was weak from the blood loss, but stable. Madison murdered him in cold blood, and dropped dead right after. The next file was of the victim. He belonged to one of the best families in Tucson. He was the youngest of the family and was survived by four sisters and two brothers. Then there was a foot note underlined to catch their attention. It told them about a baffling coincidence that had been studied by the historians of the old Tucson families. It said that some generations later, another member of the family had been also brutally murdered by a horse thief, of five shots in the back; his name had also been Michael, his surname Kelly and he had also been 18 when he died. Stranger still, his nephew, Michael Dupree, son of his sister, had been murdered in the same way and at the same age. It was considered a family curse, so the name “Michael” had been banned by the family, just as a precaution. The reason they gave for no murders during those generations was that no child had been named “Michael” until many decades later.
- Do you believe in curses? - Laurie asked Serena.
- After reading this, do you? - Serena answered with a question, looking at all of them.
No one had a sensible answer. Too many coincidences. Michael knew he had been damn lucky to be half alien and have his own personal healer there with him, or maybe he wouldn’t have made it, and become another victim of the family curse. It was definitely weird. Something told him it didn’t matter if you believed or not, it would happen anyway.
- Ok then, I’ve had enough with the occult today. I know Michael here fooled the curse, and I’m just too glad he did. Wanna change your name kid? - She teased Michael.
- No, I’d rather go riding. C’mon sis…- Michael turned to Laurie.
She smiled at him and wrapped her arm around his waist as he did the same around her shoulders. Before they took another step, they were in riding clothes and Serena was laughing behind them as the others joined in.
They arrived at the stables and Michael got the two horses ready efficiently and fast. Rubén just watched him, not creeped out any longer, but enjoying how he did things just the way Grandpa Charles did. He used the Wintec Close Contact saddle for the black, which meant he was going for the hurdles and the All Purpose for Laurie’s. He preferred them to the leather ones because they were softer and hardly weighed at all, so they were comfortable for both horse and rider. The original Paso saddles were murder as far as he was concerned, hard and heavy, and the rein not only weighed a ton but the bit was just inhuman. No way. He used the snaffle thick rubber covered bits, the softest on the mouth, so the animals could be comfortable and also enjoy the ride. He gave her a leg up and got on his horse as he usually did, making Rubén smile. That was something Grandpa Charles would never do, that was pure Michael. When they arrived at the schooling ring they were all in the terrace ready to watch the show. Laurie rode around it not to get in Michael’s way, watching him too, as her horse’s workout consisted mostly in maintaining Sundown’s even pace, stopping and taking off again, and circles every now and then. Michael warmed Moonshadow beginning with almost the same thing Laurie was doing but at a trot, quickening and slowing the gait, changing directions and then breaking into a canter with the same exercises. Then he walked him twice around both ways to give him a breather and cantered again smoothly into the first hurdle. He horse flew over it with amazing ease, as he did over the whole course without the least hesitation. He was so eager to jump that Michael just played with the reins to keep him in hand without tugging at his mouth, and he went with the game. Those two really clicked. He slowed into a trot riding along with Laurie and they headed outside. They changed to a walk as they took the track that lead to the pond. The group at the terrace had finally let out the breath they had been holding while Michael took the course.
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the martyr of antar
Chapter 238
- WOW! That was awesome! - Liz exclaimed.
- Yeah, my Spaceboy really rocks!...I mean rides…whatever! - Laughed Maria.
- Don’t strain yourself, we all agree. - Isabel laughed with her as the guys nodded their heads vigorously.
- Hey, that was really great! He’s even better that Grandpa had expected! I suspect it has to do with you…- Laurie patted Moonshadow’s neck and reached over to take Michael’s hand in hers.
- Nah, he’s a great horse, he just needs a rider who understands him and treats him right. That’s all. - Michael knew he was right.
- Why don’t you stay here, Michael, you could make a champion out of him at the horse shows. - Laurie pleaded.
- No sis, wish I could, but we can’t draw any kind of attention on to us. - He frowned, really wishing it could be.
- It’s a shame, only Maria and I are now the only ones safe from the FBI if they got to you. - Laurie frowned too.
- No Laurie, you’d all be safe cause they wouldn’t get a squeak out of me, you can be sure of that. I can block everything out of my mind before they could even get to drug me. I’ve been practicing and got real good and fast at it. Trust me. If there are any files on Max from that time, I will easily convince them I had possessed his mind, to make them think he was the alien when he is only human, to give me some time to rescue him. I’m not Max; I would really drive them nuts. - He assured her.
- I know you would, but no please, Michael! Don’t let them take you! - Her eyes filled with tears at the thought.
- It’s not in my plans, sis, don’t worry, we know our enemy now, and that gives us an advantage. Agent Duff is in constant contact with Jim Valenti on a safe personal line, just making it sound like a friendly call to ask him how he’s doing, so she keeps him informed on the latest. They’ve worked up a code word in case something’s going on too dangerous to mention so Isabel can dream walk her and warn us that way, but so far, nothing like that has come up - He assured her and felt her hand relax in his.
Laurie noticed Michael was looking at her in such a deep way that she was about to ask him if anything was wrong, but he beat her to it. He turned his horse taking hers along with his towards the trees around the pool.
- I need to tell you something, ok? Let’s get down. - He slid off and received her in his arms.
He hugged her close to him and she was enveloped by these strong feelings coming from him. Then he pulled back so they could look at each other.
- Laurie, I need to kiss you…- Michael’s eyes were so full of love.
Laurie’s eyes doubled their size in surprise and watched him smirk.
- No, no, don’t get me wrong! It’s not like that, incest or whatever you’re thinking. It’s just that it’s the only way I know I can pass my feelings on to you because I know no words that can describe them. -
- Sure bro, you know I trust you. - She smiled at him and closed her eyes, waiting for his move.
Michael tilted his head and bent to place his lips very softly on hers. The contact was so sweet, his parted lips made hers part too, and his cotton candy breath mingled with hers, making her want to lick her lips. But she didn’t because this time, he might be the one getting the wrong idea. No tongues were involved, it was just a brother-sister kiss full of the love they felt for each other. Hers was full of admiration, wanting the best for him, wanting him with her as long as he could because he made her feel safe and happy. He took away her loneliness and insecurity. Then his love took her like a thunderstorm, totally Michael, overflowing with his emotions, wanting to hold her like this, close in his arms so no one else could touch her. Surrounding her with everything she wanted, his love was fierce and protective, ready to shield her with his strong body from any physical harm. Ready to beat the crap out of anyone who dared upset her, wanting to cover her in an invulnerable bubble 24/7, wishing he could comply and stay with her to keep her safe and happy as she wanted him to, and dying inside because he wasn’t able to do it. Their lips were just pressed together, unmoving, enjoying the way they felt against each other. He thought how soft her lips were and could feel his were just as soft against hers because that was exactly what she was thinking too. He realized that they were communicating in this way when he got very clearly from her that his lips were so soft too because they shared the same DNA plus the bad blood.
“No, it’s not bad blood; it’s a very special one, compatible with Antares blood. Because of that, I was brought back to life, and it’s part of you, so don’t ever call it bad again.” He sent back to her.
“You’re right, how can it be bad if it made you? You’re gorgeous, the best in every way, and you’re my brother! I’m so proud of that! Now I think there can’t be a better blood if it’s compatible with you.”
“And with you. Thank you sis.” His lips moved on hers to really kiss them before he pulled away.
The look in each other’s eyes was indescribable, showing a love that was so special, one of a kind, rare among siblings but not of the wrong kind, because nothing sexual was involved at all, just pure simple love. This time it was Laurie who hugged him tight and then smiled up at him. She couldn’t believe she had been afraid of him, she couldn’t believe she had kicked his balls to make him let go of her. His smirk told her their minds were still in touch and she couldn’t help blushing at his words.
- You left me on the ground hanging on to “the twins”. -
She was glad he was laughing it off and taking her hand, he led her back towards the horses.
- You can’t believe how much I’ll miss you. - She told him with tears in her eyes.
- Me too, sis, me too. - He sighed, his eyes also shining.
Liz eyes were also full of tears, either Michael had totally forgotten to block her out and he just didn’t. She shook her head and smiled.
- I think we have a “cuckoo” case here, look at her! - Kyle was squatting in front of her so close by that his nose was almost touching hers.
- Back off Valenti! - Max pushed him away and sat by Liz, putting his arm around her and pressing her against him.
- Hey man, I was just looking! - Kyle straightened up with both hands in the air showing that they had never been on Liz.
- It’s ok, Max, come here, Kyle. - She reached her arm to him.
Kyle gave Max a smug smirk very Michael-like, and went to sit on Liz’s other side.
- What’s that all about? - Maria asked as the rest came over.
- Oh Maria, Michael’s so sweet, what he told Laurie! I wish I had a brother like that! - She sniffed.
- Well? - Said Isabel impatiently, arching her eyebrows at Liz, expecting her to share it with them right away.
- No, Isabel. It’s kind of private. You will have to ask Michael, in a real subtle way; don’t get me in the middle, please. He really should have blocked me out; I don’t know why he didn’t. - Liz wouldn’t give in.
- It’s crystal clear! If he didn’t block you out it’s because he expects you to let us know! - Isabel persisted.
- No Izzy, I’m afraid Liz is right; this is absolutely up to Michael and no one else. - Serena was with Liz on that one.
They didn’t agree but they had to accept it. So they just waited until Michael and Laurie came back to the pool hand in hand.
Liz ran to him and hugged him tight in that clinging way of hers. Michael looked surprised and let go of Laurie’s hand to hug her back. He looked confused and Liz’s sob cued him in.
- Oh Michael, that was beautiful, Laurie is so lucky…-
- Uh oh, I didn’t block you out, did I? - He whispered.
- Uh uh, you didn’t. - She whispered against his chest.
- And you wouldn’t tell them, huh? - He mouthed into her hair as she shook her head no.
- And they’re giving you hell, huh? Bugging with curiosity? - He felt her nod.
- Ok, go tell them. - He pushed her gently away from him and she smiled up at him just like Laurie had some minutes ago.
Michael reached out for Maria and she raced into him.
- C’mon, love of my life, give me a shower! - He scooped her into his arms and walked her up the stone stairs towards their bedroom.
Behind them the group had gathered with Liz in the middle, losing no time to form a connection. Maria would get it straight from him. Laurie sat alone on a deck chair, feeling a little embarrassed. She felt very self conscious when they all turned to look at her with those mellow eyes and went over to her, and were all over her. The love she felt from them made up for the family she wished she had.
Maria gave Michael one of her utmost erotic showers, sliding her soap slicked hands all over his body. Then she had him melting under her hands as he lay in the Jacuzzi with Maria straddling his legs and sending electricity into his back with her pointy nails.
- Shit Maria, babe, you’re killing me here…- He whispered.
- You die on me, Spaceboy, and I’ll kill you again! - She had barely finished saying it when she was giggling as she said, - Man, that really made no sense, just don’t you dare die on me, Michael Guerin, cause that would be the end of me too. -
Michael turned to look at her over his shoulder, worried because her giggles had become sobs.
- Maria? Hey, come here…- He tried to roll over to take her in his arms but she held him still with hands and knees.
- I’m fine, just a stupid moment, that’s all. Let me go on taking care of you. -
She smiled over her teary eyes and worked her way higher, straddling now his ass. She reached under him and teased his nipples sliding her hands lower down his chest and stomach to grab his erect cock with one hand and cup his balls with the other one. He bucked, keeping his ass and Maria out of the water. She loved to hear the air hissing through his teeth when she did that to him, it made her juices flow, and she felt them sliding onto his ass as she rubbed herself on him.
- Oh my god, Michael, I’m dripping! - She exclaimed.
- Bed, Maria, like now! - Michael pushed up hooking his arms under her knees as she wrapped her arms around his chest.
Michael wanted to run, but they would probably end up sprawling on the floor, so he decided to walk fast and end up sprawling on the bed instead.
They lay there laughing their heads off as Maria rode him like a jockey holding her upper body up with her hands on his shoulders.
- Ok, my wild pony, I’m going to whip your ass! - She pushed up and spanked him a couple before she dropped beside him holding her arms up to him.
He pounced on her and kissed her until they were choking, then he went for her breasts sucking at one and playing with the other. Her legs went around his hips and pushed him into her. He thought he would pass out when he felt her moist passage receiving him as he slid deeper until their bodies met. He just stayed there, his lips pressed on her forehead, giving her the images of what had gone on with him and Laurie. When he gave her all, he felt her pushing him away with both her hands on his chest, and he just sighed, thinking she had misunderstood the whole thing. The look on her face as their eyes met made her need no words, but she said them anyway.
- Oh Michael, Liz was so right! You’re the best brother anyone could ever hope for! I’m glad you’re not my brother because we would end up committing incest the second my mom’s back was turned. If she had adopted you and you had been raised as my brother, it wouldn’t be incest, right? Because you wouldn’t really be my brother even if…- She babbled.
- Hey Maria! Whoa, whoa! I’m not your brother, ok? - He took her lips with him to make sure she would forget about talking.
He started moving and she responded, loving the way he moved and wondering how he could possibly move like that, oh yes, he was an alien-human hybrid, that explained it all. He had her coming three times in a row joining her in the last one, as her nails had his back and ass covered in welts, adding that touch of pain he loved with his orgasm. She held onto him until his breathing was almost normal again. He knew she could take his weight, remembering how, the first times, when he tried to roll them on their sides not to crush her, she would dig her nails hard into him and order:
“Stay put! I like to feel you on me!”, which was great, cause he loved to feel her under him, where he could keep her protected. They were in such a lazy mood, that they just lay there, after the aftermath was over, just using their hands on each other. Michael caressed her face and hair with one hand and she let him slide halfway off so he could play with her breast as she let her hands glide smoothly over his back and ass, careful to just hover over the brands. She wanted no alien intrusions, apart from his, of course, so she would go for his hips until he assured her he had totally blocked Max and Isabel out. Only then, she would cup his ass with both hands and squeeze him like she liked to do, feeling his hard muscles ripple under her palms and hooking her fingers into the firm flesh.
Her eyes opened to the soft knocking and then she heard Liz’s voice calling her. Maria realized they had fallen asleep, and Michael was passed out over her. She could cope with his weight, but there was no way she could get from under him when he was asleep as he was now.
- Come in Liz…- She called out to her best friend at the door.
Liz opened the door and closed it behind her. The room was shady and sex was definitely in the air.
- Wow, you guys sure had a good time, huh? - She giggled and sat beside them.
- Ok Lizzie, help me get from under the hunk, will you? -
- Do you really want to? - Liz asked with a wicked grin.
- Don’t bother, I know how to do it. - She turned her face towards his, buried into her neck, and whispered. - Bathroom, Michael, I need to pee! -
Automatically, he slid beside her, rolling on his side, and flopped back down when she moved away from him. Liz arched her eyebrows at her friend in appreciation.
- You guys are really in sync. I don’t have that problem with Max cause he sits up like a robot at the slightest sound, or movement on my part. He would probably jump up if I called out as you did to me and he’d probably be running in circles if I screamed. -
- Watch this: MICHAEL! - Maria screamed at the top of his voice making Liz cover her ears.
He looked up, eyes wide open, apparently fully awake, focused on Maria.
- Maria! You ok? - He asked.
- Yes Michael, go back to sleep. - She answered calmly, smiling at him.
He nodded and did just that. Liz couldn’t believe it! That was amazing!
- What if something was really wrong? - Liz wondered.
- Well, that’s the only occasion when he would fully awake in a second and rush to my help. - Maria assured her.
- How can you be so sure, has it happened? - Liz didn’t remember Maria in any serious trouble before.
- Oh yes, once I was chased by a crazy cockroach in Michael’s bathroom. It had fallen through the window from the neighbour, who just had his apartment sprayed, and this one had fled and was half dead anyway. I screamed his name and he asked like he just did so I yelled back “Help!” He was beside me so fast that I collided into him at the bathroom door. -
- And what happened to the cockroach? - Liz, in full investigation mode.
- Oh, Michael zapped it and put it out of its misery. He carried me back to bed and he was fast asleep the second he touched it. Incredible! Next time I went to the bathroom, I found the thing frazzled to a crisp! Why are you so interested in the freaking roach? - Maria teased Liz. - By the way, how come no one came running when I screamed? -
- Oh, they’ve walked Serena home and Anita and Sylvia have gone with Rubén to do some shopping. Only Javi is at the stables. Maybe your range doesn’t get that far. - Liz said in mock seriousness.
- Why didn’t you go with them? - Maria couldn’t believe Max had left her behind.
- I was working on some of Rachel’s cave pictures so I used it as an excuse to stay behind. I felt like having a chat with you, and I knew Michael was asleep. - Liz smiled at her best friend.
- What did you want to talk about? You having problems with Max? I’ll whack him with a frying pan! Very effective, you can’t miss him. -
- Nooo, we’re ok…- Liz was laughing her head off, shaking it in denial.
Michael gave a purr as he rubbed against Maria, demanding her attention.
- I better go check the download, you have things to do. - Liz smiled beginning to get up.
- Nah, he just wants to be pampered, he’s a big baby, you know? C’mon, give me a hand. - She took Liz’s hand and placed it on Michael’s left thigh as she pushed Liz to Michael’s other side. She placed her hand on his right thigh and they kneaded and caressed him making him squirm and moan. He dry humped the bed when they walked their fingernails up the inside, almost to his balls.
- Watch it Maria, we’re giving him wet dreams…- Liz had them giggling together.
Maria slid her hand over the back of his thigh, careful not to touch Isabel’s brand, and was shocked to see Liz’s hand was right over Max’s brand, so her warning came too late.
- Liz, no! -
- WOW! That was awesome! - Liz exclaimed.
- Yeah, my Spaceboy really rocks!...I mean rides…whatever! - Laughed Maria.
- Don’t strain yourself, we all agree. - Isabel laughed with her as the guys nodded their heads vigorously.
- Hey, that was really great! He’s even better that Grandpa had expected! I suspect it has to do with you…- Laurie patted Moonshadow’s neck and reached over to take Michael’s hand in hers.
- Nah, he’s a great horse, he just needs a rider who understands him and treats him right. That’s all. - Michael knew he was right.
- Why don’t you stay here, Michael, you could make a champion out of him at the horse shows. - Laurie pleaded.
- No sis, wish I could, but we can’t draw any kind of attention on to us. - He frowned, really wishing it could be.
- It’s a shame, only Maria and I are now the only ones safe from the FBI if they got to you. - Laurie frowned too.
- No Laurie, you’d all be safe cause they wouldn’t get a squeak out of me, you can be sure of that. I can block everything out of my mind before they could even get to drug me. I’ve been practicing and got real good and fast at it. Trust me. If there are any files on Max from that time, I will easily convince them I had possessed his mind, to make them think he was the alien when he is only human, to give me some time to rescue him. I’m not Max; I would really drive them nuts. - He assured her.
- I know you would, but no please, Michael! Don’t let them take you! - Her eyes filled with tears at the thought.
- It’s not in my plans, sis, don’t worry, we know our enemy now, and that gives us an advantage. Agent Duff is in constant contact with Jim Valenti on a safe personal line, just making it sound like a friendly call to ask him how he’s doing, so she keeps him informed on the latest. They’ve worked up a code word in case something’s going on too dangerous to mention so Isabel can dream walk her and warn us that way, but so far, nothing like that has come up - He assured her and felt her hand relax in his.
Laurie noticed Michael was looking at her in such a deep way that she was about to ask him if anything was wrong, but he beat her to it. He turned his horse taking hers along with his towards the trees around the pool.
- I need to tell you something, ok? Let’s get down. - He slid off and received her in his arms.
He hugged her close to him and she was enveloped by these strong feelings coming from him. Then he pulled back so they could look at each other.
- Laurie, I need to kiss you…- Michael’s eyes were so full of love.
Laurie’s eyes doubled their size in surprise and watched him smirk.
- No, no, don’t get me wrong! It’s not like that, incest or whatever you’re thinking. It’s just that it’s the only way I know I can pass my feelings on to you because I know no words that can describe them. -
- Sure bro, you know I trust you. - She smiled at him and closed her eyes, waiting for his move.
Michael tilted his head and bent to place his lips very softly on hers. The contact was so sweet, his parted lips made hers part too, and his cotton candy breath mingled with hers, making her want to lick her lips. But she didn’t because this time, he might be the one getting the wrong idea. No tongues were involved, it was just a brother-sister kiss full of the love they felt for each other. Hers was full of admiration, wanting the best for him, wanting him with her as long as he could because he made her feel safe and happy. He took away her loneliness and insecurity. Then his love took her like a thunderstorm, totally Michael, overflowing with his emotions, wanting to hold her like this, close in his arms so no one else could touch her. Surrounding her with everything she wanted, his love was fierce and protective, ready to shield her with his strong body from any physical harm. Ready to beat the crap out of anyone who dared upset her, wanting to cover her in an invulnerable bubble 24/7, wishing he could comply and stay with her to keep her safe and happy as she wanted him to, and dying inside because he wasn’t able to do it. Their lips were just pressed together, unmoving, enjoying the way they felt against each other. He thought how soft her lips were and could feel his were just as soft against hers because that was exactly what she was thinking too. He realized that they were communicating in this way when he got very clearly from her that his lips were so soft too because they shared the same DNA plus the bad blood.
“No, it’s not bad blood; it’s a very special one, compatible with Antares blood. Because of that, I was brought back to life, and it’s part of you, so don’t ever call it bad again.” He sent back to her.
“You’re right, how can it be bad if it made you? You’re gorgeous, the best in every way, and you’re my brother! I’m so proud of that! Now I think there can’t be a better blood if it’s compatible with you.”
“And with you. Thank you sis.” His lips moved on hers to really kiss them before he pulled away.
The look in each other’s eyes was indescribable, showing a love that was so special, one of a kind, rare among siblings but not of the wrong kind, because nothing sexual was involved at all, just pure simple love. This time it was Laurie who hugged him tight and then smiled up at him. She couldn’t believe she had been afraid of him, she couldn’t believe she had kicked his balls to make him let go of her. His smirk told her their minds were still in touch and she couldn’t help blushing at his words.
- You left me on the ground hanging on to “the twins”. -
She was glad he was laughing it off and taking her hand, he led her back towards the horses.
- You can’t believe how much I’ll miss you. - She told him with tears in her eyes.
- Me too, sis, me too. - He sighed, his eyes also shining.
Liz eyes were also full of tears, either Michael had totally forgotten to block her out and he just didn’t. She shook her head and smiled.
- I think we have a “cuckoo” case here, look at her! - Kyle was squatting in front of her so close by that his nose was almost touching hers.
- Back off Valenti! - Max pushed him away and sat by Liz, putting his arm around her and pressing her against him.
- Hey man, I was just looking! - Kyle straightened up with both hands in the air showing that they had never been on Liz.
- It’s ok, Max, come here, Kyle. - She reached her arm to him.
Kyle gave Max a smug smirk very Michael-like, and went to sit on Liz’s other side.
- What’s that all about? - Maria asked as the rest came over.
- Oh Maria, Michael’s so sweet, what he told Laurie! I wish I had a brother like that! - She sniffed.
- Well? - Said Isabel impatiently, arching her eyebrows at Liz, expecting her to share it with them right away.
- No, Isabel. It’s kind of private. You will have to ask Michael, in a real subtle way; don’t get me in the middle, please. He really should have blocked me out; I don’t know why he didn’t. - Liz wouldn’t give in.
- It’s crystal clear! If he didn’t block you out it’s because he expects you to let us know! - Isabel persisted.
- No Izzy, I’m afraid Liz is right; this is absolutely up to Michael and no one else. - Serena was with Liz on that one.
They didn’t agree but they had to accept it. So they just waited until Michael and Laurie came back to the pool hand in hand.
Liz ran to him and hugged him tight in that clinging way of hers. Michael looked surprised and let go of Laurie’s hand to hug her back. He looked confused and Liz’s sob cued him in.
- Oh Michael, that was beautiful, Laurie is so lucky…-
- Uh oh, I didn’t block you out, did I? - He whispered.
- Uh uh, you didn’t. - She whispered against his chest.
- And you wouldn’t tell them, huh? - He mouthed into her hair as she shook her head no.
- And they’re giving you hell, huh? Bugging with curiosity? - He felt her nod.
- Ok, go tell them. - He pushed her gently away from him and she smiled up at him just like Laurie had some minutes ago.
Michael reached out for Maria and she raced into him.
- C’mon, love of my life, give me a shower! - He scooped her into his arms and walked her up the stone stairs towards their bedroom.
Behind them the group had gathered with Liz in the middle, losing no time to form a connection. Maria would get it straight from him. Laurie sat alone on a deck chair, feeling a little embarrassed. She felt very self conscious when they all turned to look at her with those mellow eyes and went over to her, and were all over her. The love she felt from them made up for the family she wished she had.
Maria gave Michael one of her utmost erotic showers, sliding her soap slicked hands all over his body. Then she had him melting under her hands as he lay in the Jacuzzi with Maria straddling his legs and sending electricity into his back with her pointy nails.
- Shit Maria, babe, you’re killing me here…- He whispered.
- You die on me, Spaceboy, and I’ll kill you again! - She had barely finished saying it when she was giggling as she said, - Man, that really made no sense, just don’t you dare die on me, Michael Guerin, cause that would be the end of me too. -
Michael turned to look at her over his shoulder, worried because her giggles had become sobs.
- Maria? Hey, come here…- He tried to roll over to take her in his arms but she held him still with hands and knees.
- I’m fine, just a stupid moment, that’s all. Let me go on taking care of you. -
She smiled over her teary eyes and worked her way higher, straddling now his ass. She reached under him and teased his nipples sliding her hands lower down his chest and stomach to grab his erect cock with one hand and cup his balls with the other one. He bucked, keeping his ass and Maria out of the water. She loved to hear the air hissing through his teeth when she did that to him, it made her juices flow, and she felt them sliding onto his ass as she rubbed herself on him.
- Oh my god, Michael, I’m dripping! - She exclaimed.
- Bed, Maria, like now! - Michael pushed up hooking his arms under her knees as she wrapped her arms around his chest.
Michael wanted to run, but they would probably end up sprawling on the floor, so he decided to walk fast and end up sprawling on the bed instead.
They lay there laughing their heads off as Maria rode him like a jockey holding her upper body up with her hands on his shoulders.
- Ok, my wild pony, I’m going to whip your ass! - She pushed up and spanked him a couple before she dropped beside him holding her arms up to him.
He pounced on her and kissed her until they were choking, then he went for her breasts sucking at one and playing with the other. Her legs went around his hips and pushed him into her. He thought he would pass out when he felt her moist passage receiving him as he slid deeper until their bodies met. He just stayed there, his lips pressed on her forehead, giving her the images of what had gone on with him and Laurie. When he gave her all, he felt her pushing him away with both her hands on his chest, and he just sighed, thinking she had misunderstood the whole thing. The look on her face as their eyes met made her need no words, but she said them anyway.
- Oh Michael, Liz was so right! You’re the best brother anyone could ever hope for! I’m glad you’re not my brother because we would end up committing incest the second my mom’s back was turned. If she had adopted you and you had been raised as my brother, it wouldn’t be incest, right? Because you wouldn’t really be my brother even if…- She babbled.
- Hey Maria! Whoa, whoa! I’m not your brother, ok? - He took her lips with him to make sure she would forget about talking.
He started moving and she responded, loving the way he moved and wondering how he could possibly move like that, oh yes, he was an alien-human hybrid, that explained it all. He had her coming three times in a row joining her in the last one, as her nails had his back and ass covered in welts, adding that touch of pain he loved with his orgasm. She held onto him until his breathing was almost normal again. He knew she could take his weight, remembering how, the first times, when he tried to roll them on their sides not to crush her, she would dig her nails hard into him and order:
“Stay put! I like to feel you on me!”, which was great, cause he loved to feel her under him, where he could keep her protected. They were in such a lazy mood, that they just lay there, after the aftermath was over, just using their hands on each other. Michael caressed her face and hair with one hand and she let him slide halfway off so he could play with her breast as she let her hands glide smoothly over his back and ass, careful to just hover over the brands. She wanted no alien intrusions, apart from his, of course, so she would go for his hips until he assured her he had totally blocked Max and Isabel out. Only then, she would cup his ass with both hands and squeeze him like she liked to do, feeling his hard muscles ripple under her palms and hooking her fingers into the firm flesh.
Her eyes opened to the soft knocking and then she heard Liz’s voice calling her. Maria realized they had fallen asleep, and Michael was passed out over her. She could cope with his weight, but there was no way she could get from under him when he was asleep as he was now.
- Come in Liz…- She called out to her best friend at the door.
Liz opened the door and closed it behind her. The room was shady and sex was definitely in the air.
- Wow, you guys sure had a good time, huh? - She giggled and sat beside them.
- Ok Lizzie, help me get from under the hunk, will you? -
- Do you really want to? - Liz asked with a wicked grin.
- Don’t bother, I know how to do it. - She turned her face towards his, buried into her neck, and whispered. - Bathroom, Michael, I need to pee! -
Automatically, he slid beside her, rolling on his side, and flopped back down when she moved away from him. Liz arched her eyebrows at her friend in appreciation.
- You guys are really in sync. I don’t have that problem with Max cause he sits up like a robot at the slightest sound, or movement on my part. He would probably jump up if I called out as you did to me and he’d probably be running in circles if I screamed. -
- Watch this: MICHAEL! - Maria screamed at the top of his voice making Liz cover her ears.
He looked up, eyes wide open, apparently fully awake, focused on Maria.
- Maria! You ok? - He asked.
- Yes Michael, go back to sleep. - She answered calmly, smiling at him.
He nodded and did just that. Liz couldn’t believe it! That was amazing!
- What if something was really wrong? - Liz wondered.
- Well, that’s the only occasion when he would fully awake in a second and rush to my help. - Maria assured her.
- How can you be so sure, has it happened? - Liz didn’t remember Maria in any serious trouble before.
- Oh yes, once I was chased by a crazy cockroach in Michael’s bathroom. It had fallen through the window from the neighbour, who just had his apartment sprayed, and this one had fled and was half dead anyway. I screamed his name and he asked like he just did so I yelled back “Help!” He was beside me so fast that I collided into him at the bathroom door. -
- And what happened to the cockroach? - Liz, in full investigation mode.
- Oh, Michael zapped it and put it out of its misery. He carried me back to bed and he was fast asleep the second he touched it. Incredible! Next time I went to the bathroom, I found the thing frazzled to a crisp! Why are you so interested in the freaking roach? - Maria teased Liz. - By the way, how come no one came running when I screamed? -
- Oh, they’ve walked Serena home and Anita and Sylvia have gone with Rubén to do some shopping. Only Javi is at the stables. Maybe your range doesn’t get that far. - Liz said in mock seriousness.
- Why didn’t you go with them? - Maria couldn’t believe Max had left her behind.
- I was working on some of Rachel’s cave pictures so I used it as an excuse to stay behind. I felt like having a chat with you, and I knew Michael was asleep. - Liz smiled at her best friend.
- What did you want to talk about? You having problems with Max? I’ll whack him with a frying pan! Very effective, you can’t miss him. -
- Nooo, we’re ok…- Liz was laughing her head off, shaking it in denial.
Michael gave a purr as he rubbed against Maria, demanding her attention.
- I better go check the download, you have things to do. - Liz smiled beginning to get up.
- Nah, he just wants to be pampered, he’s a big baby, you know? C’mon, give me a hand. - She took Liz’s hand and placed it on Michael’s left thigh as she pushed Liz to Michael’s other side. She placed her hand on his right thigh and they kneaded and caressed him making him squirm and moan. He dry humped the bed when they walked their fingernails up the inside, almost to his balls.
- Watch it Maria, we’re giving him wet dreams…- Liz had them giggling together.
Maria slid her hand over the back of his thigh, careful not to touch Isabel’s brand, and was shocked to see Liz’s hand was right over Max’s brand, so her warning came too late.
- Liz, no! -
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the martyr of antar
Chapter 239
Liz was spiraling downwards, unable to stop herself, and then, somehow, she stopped. She was in the dark corner of a strange room. She was all huddled over, definitely hiding, but from what or who? Something was slightly familiar about the place as if she had seen it before but she wasn’t quite sure where, and not so long ago. Then the door opened and two, no, three persons started entering the room, the light behind them made them just black figures, impossible to recognize. Soft light flooded the room apparently coming from nowhere, but she was safe, still in total darkness. She knew she didn’t know the language they were speaking, but she understood it perfectly. It was so weird, where was Maria? And Michael?
“Oh my god, Michael!” She screamed inside her mind, as the figures entered the light and the shorter one instructed the taller one to place the third party, whom he was carrying over his shoulder, on the bed. It was so near, that all she had to do was stretch out her hand into the light and she would be touching it. Something inside her told her they couldn’t see her, but she wasn’t about to do anything to prove it right…or wrong. Their faces were barely visible under the soft light, but when the inert body was gently laid on the bed which was in the middle of the room, she could see his face clearly, as the light seemed to focus right there.
Liz shook her head in denial, as things started falling into place. She had seen that before in Antar, where beds were not pushed against a wall. She knew who the tall thin black man was. The oddly familiar, slightly different guy was Zan, she had seen a lot of him lately, so she was quite sure. But the boy on the bed was exactly the same. He was Rath-Michael: Michael.
What was she doing there? How had she arrived? WHERE WAS MARIA? Yes! Right before she started plummeting, she heard her voice, fading in the distance as she fell…warning her? Of what? Was she in danger? Should she make her presence known? They were just Max and Michael, she trusted them…they were just in another planet, at a different time, but they were the same persons, and although they still didn’t know her, she was sure they would sense nothing negative coming from her. Why was she stalling? What was stopping her?
Zan dismissed the slave, and he respectfully retreated out of the door and closed it. He approached the bed and she could hear him calling the one lying down, with love and concern. She saw Zan’s hand bury between Rath-Michael’s thighs, she saw the glare of the white healing light and then watched it come up covered in bright red blood. He shook it and it was clean again. The hurt boy had started moaning and writhing the second Zan made contact with him, and now he seemed to relax a little though not quite there.
“Rath-Michael, it’s alright, you’re not bleeding anymore, open your eyes, love, I need you…you promised!”
Then the boy started to respond. He was moving in a different way, more sensual, enticing; he was now purring and whimpering at the same time. Zan smiled and lay beside him as Rath-Michael slid over him. He placed his hands on either side of Zan’s head and raised himself enough to kiss him. Zan’s hands slid down the boy’s back all the way to his thighs. Liz could have sworn his forearms had stretched beyond normal to reach so far down, Rath-Michael being taller, but it was either alien abilities or a trick of the light. Zan’s hands grabbed Rath-Michael’s thighs and pulled him further up over his body.
Liz wished she could have a better view of what was going on down there, and then either the room or the bed did a dizzy spin, she wasn’t sure which, and she was now facing the foot of the bed, instead of the head! Who did that? Had she done it? Come to think of it, that’s what she had wanted! Then she had done it! WOW! She could now see Rath-Michael was straddling Zan’s stomach; his thighs spread wide, the insides pressed to Zan’s hips. The new position had broken the kiss and Zan was nibbling at Rath-Michael’s nipples, first one then the other. Zan’s left hand was cupping Rath-Michael’s right buttock and his other hand was digging between their bodies, urging the boy to push up off him so he could maneuver his erection, which was upright on his belly, down, to find its target. Free of its prison, Zan’s hard cock bounced back up, nestling against Rath-Michael’s ass. Zan’s hand went to his lover’s other buttock, spreading him now from both sides. Zan was so hard, that his cock was curving inwards, so that the head was rubbing at Rath-Michael’s opening, slicking it with his abundant pre cum. Zan’s legs were close together, and now he began to raise them to push into his lover.
Liz realized she was losing her perfect view, and as she straightened up, she regretted it, remembering what had happened before. She was too late, as she was propelled towards the side of the bed just as Zan’s cock buried into Rath-Michael. Three things happened at the same time: Zan grunted, Rath-Michael gasped and Liz…came. She refused the urge to close her eyes as she watched Zan’s long thick glistening cock slide in and out of Rath-Michael’s tight ass, in deep strokes, as his knees bent sharply, shoving in, his feet digging into the mattress. At the same time, Zan’s fingers dug into Rath-Michael’s firm ass, bringing his hips down against him and up away from him as the boy helped too, using his knees as hinges. Their position favored Zan’s curving cock to rub the spot inside his lover that had him going wild with pleasure, as Zan plunged into the boy with all he had. Rath-Michael came, growling and sobbing, rocking his hips from side to side with Zan’s help, enhancing his orgasm to the maximum. When the boy was relaxing, Zan was still far from completion, his sexual techniques having matured with practice, so he blocked himself out of Rath-Michael’s aftermath, keeping his legs flexed, using just his hips to slide lazily in and out of the boy every now and then, so that he kept him on a constant coming feeling. Rath-Michael whimpered and moaned, something Zan loved to hear, because he was in no hurry, and just to feel his cock gripped in Rath-Michael’s warmth, kept him hard without the urge to come. Liz had knelt on the floor, with elbows on the bed and her chin resting on her fisted hands. Soon, Rath-Michael was ready for Zan, and his demanding body triggered Zan into what he was waiting for. He started ramming into the boy who responded with equal force and they came almost together, Zan wrapping it up, practically convulsing, so deep inside the boy that even Liz’s nearness found it hard to tell where one ended and the other one started. They went into their joint aftermath and Liz couldn’t help placing her hand over Zan’s, still gripping Rath-Michael’s butt, sure that there was no way they could feel her. And just like it had happened to Maria, this time the jolt of electricity repelled her, and sent her flying into space, back the way she had come.
Liz opened her eyes to see Maria’s worried ones staring at her face.
- What the hell was that? - Liz exclaimed.
- I tried to warn you! Are you alright? What did you see? - Maria asked.
- I think it was what happened between Zan and Rath-Michael where you left off, but skipping the deal. - Liz briefed Maria right away.
- Yes, Zan waited for him, I don’t know what to say, Liz. We are best friends, but as far as I know, I’ve never had lesbian feelings at all. -
- Me neither, I just love guys, maybe that’s why I understand their thing, cause I put myself in Zan’s place. I would be doing the same. - Liz said.
- Don’t you put yourself in Michael’s place, you know, about Max? -
- Well, a little, but not like that! - Liz shook her head vigorously.
- Of course not, I meant heterosexual normal sex! - Maria giggled.
- Yeah, I know, but I mostly put myself in Zan or Max’s place with Michael. -
- Me too, but I can’t understand why. Before I found out about this guy thing going on with him, I would think a guy getting it from another guy was so…queer! You know? And now, even watching it, I couldn’t think of Michael as queer if I wanted to. He’s as macho as they come even with his ass full. -
- Amen to that! - Liz nodded.
- Don’t tell me you’re going religious now! - Exclaimed Isabel, heading the group going to their bedrooms to freshen up for dinner.
- What? No, of course not! - Liz laughed, and Maria echoed her.
- There’s still a lot of KFC leftovers, but if you want, I’ll get Anita to fix something else. - Laurie said.
- No way, we’ll do away with it, they won’t see another day! - Exclaimed Kyle, who was also a KFC diehard fan.
- Ok then, take your time, half an hour should be ok. - Laurie smiled as she headed for her room.
Once they were all gone, Maria went back to Michael.
- Hey Michael, wake up, baby…- She started teasing him as she lay beside him, her hand playing with his hair.
He rolled on his side and pressed her to him, nuzzling her neck and then going for her lips.
- Laurie’s expecting us downstairs for dinner in half an hour…- She whispered.
- Then we have time for a quickie…- His voice was slurred with sleep and lust.
- Michael, I wouldn’t call half an hour a quickie! - Maria giggled.
- It is to me. - He rolled over her, vanishing her clothes in the process and he was inside her as his weight pressed her back against the bed.
Maria’s body swayed with the dizzy feeling of Michael getting her there within the minute, no, faster than that. He was sooo good. He knew exactly what to do to make her come just like she liked. A couple of minutes later, she was there again, and at the seventh minute, they were coming together. When the aftermath hit them, they knew they would be late, but their friends were used to it.
After dinner, the girls got together in Isabel’s room for a last night girlie chat as the guys watched sports in Michael’s room. By the time they decided to turn in and went to get their guys, the hollering could be heard all over the bedroom area. Max, Kyle and Stuart were having a loud discussion about the last touchdown and Michael was passed out not even facing their way.
- Ok guys, off you go! - Maria kicked everyone out and grabbed Max’s arm before he left to have him wave Michael out of his clothes. Liz stood beside Maria watching Max take care of Michael and both girls could see the look in his eyes as he left him naked on the bed. They were tempted to leave them together and go spend the night at the other bedroom, but then, on second thoughts, they looked at each other and shook their heads no. The helicopter was picking them up tomorrow early to drop them at school, and they had to get up in time to get all their stuff ready even with alien powers. Isabel would be in charge of taking all their luggage to Michael’s and then face the very unpleasant task to go home and find out what Jesse was about. No one envied her. So after a wistful look, and a kiss on the cheek, Max turned away from Michael and taking Liz’s hand, they left the room.
Liz was spiraling downwards, unable to stop herself, and then, somehow, she stopped. She was in the dark corner of a strange room. She was all huddled over, definitely hiding, but from what or who? Something was slightly familiar about the place as if she had seen it before but she wasn’t quite sure where, and not so long ago. Then the door opened and two, no, three persons started entering the room, the light behind them made them just black figures, impossible to recognize. Soft light flooded the room apparently coming from nowhere, but she was safe, still in total darkness. She knew she didn’t know the language they were speaking, but she understood it perfectly. It was so weird, where was Maria? And Michael?
“Oh my god, Michael!” She screamed inside her mind, as the figures entered the light and the shorter one instructed the taller one to place the third party, whom he was carrying over his shoulder, on the bed. It was so near, that all she had to do was stretch out her hand into the light and she would be touching it. Something inside her told her they couldn’t see her, but she wasn’t about to do anything to prove it right…or wrong. Their faces were barely visible under the soft light, but when the inert body was gently laid on the bed which was in the middle of the room, she could see his face clearly, as the light seemed to focus right there.
Liz shook her head in denial, as things started falling into place. She had seen that before in Antar, where beds were not pushed against a wall. She knew who the tall thin black man was. The oddly familiar, slightly different guy was Zan, she had seen a lot of him lately, so she was quite sure. But the boy on the bed was exactly the same. He was Rath-Michael: Michael.
What was she doing there? How had she arrived? WHERE WAS MARIA? Yes! Right before she started plummeting, she heard her voice, fading in the distance as she fell…warning her? Of what? Was she in danger? Should she make her presence known? They were just Max and Michael, she trusted them…they were just in another planet, at a different time, but they were the same persons, and although they still didn’t know her, she was sure they would sense nothing negative coming from her. Why was she stalling? What was stopping her?
Zan dismissed the slave, and he respectfully retreated out of the door and closed it. He approached the bed and she could hear him calling the one lying down, with love and concern. She saw Zan’s hand bury between Rath-Michael’s thighs, she saw the glare of the white healing light and then watched it come up covered in bright red blood. He shook it and it was clean again. The hurt boy had started moaning and writhing the second Zan made contact with him, and now he seemed to relax a little though not quite there.
“Rath-Michael, it’s alright, you’re not bleeding anymore, open your eyes, love, I need you…you promised!”
Then the boy started to respond. He was moving in a different way, more sensual, enticing; he was now purring and whimpering at the same time. Zan smiled and lay beside him as Rath-Michael slid over him. He placed his hands on either side of Zan’s head and raised himself enough to kiss him. Zan’s hands slid down the boy’s back all the way to his thighs. Liz could have sworn his forearms had stretched beyond normal to reach so far down, Rath-Michael being taller, but it was either alien abilities or a trick of the light. Zan’s hands grabbed Rath-Michael’s thighs and pulled him further up over his body.
Liz wished she could have a better view of what was going on down there, and then either the room or the bed did a dizzy spin, she wasn’t sure which, and she was now facing the foot of the bed, instead of the head! Who did that? Had she done it? Come to think of it, that’s what she had wanted! Then she had done it! WOW! She could now see Rath-Michael was straddling Zan’s stomach; his thighs spread wide, the insides pressed to Zan’s hips. The new position had broken the kiss and Zan was nibbling at Rath-Michael’s nipples, first one then the other. Zan’s left hand was cupping Rath-Michael’s right buttock and his other hand was digging between their bodies, urging the boy to push up off him so he could maneuver his erection, which was upright on his belly, down, to find its target. Free of its prison, Zan’s hard cock bounced back up, nestling against Rath-Michael’s ass. Zan’s hand went to his lover’s other buttock, spreading him now from both sides. Zan was so hard, that his cock was curving inwards, so that the head was rubbing at Rath-Michael’s opening, slicking it with his abundant pre cum. Zan’s legs were close together, and now he began to raise them to push into his lover.
Liz realized she was losing her perfect view, and as she straightened up, she regretted it, remembering what had happened before. She was too late, as she was propelled towards the side of the bed just as Zan’s cock buried into Rath-Michael. Three things happened at the same time: Zan grunted, Rath-Michael gasped and Liz…came. She refused the urge to close her eyes as she watched Zan’s long thick glistening cock slide in and out of Rath-Michael’s tight ass, in deep strokes, as his knees bent sharply, shoving in, his feet digging into the mattress. At the same time, Zan’s fingers dug into Rath-Michael’s firm ass, bringing his hips down against him and up away from him as the boy helped too, using his knees as hinges. Their position favored Zan’s curving cock to rub the spot inside his lover that had him going wild with pleasure, as Zan plunged into the boy with all he had. Rath-Michael came, growling and sobbing, rocking his hips from side to side with Zan’s help, enhancing his orgasm to the maximum. When the boy was relaxing, Zan was still far from completion, his sexual techniques having matured with practice, so he blocked himself out of Rath-Michael’s aftermath, keeping his legs flexed, using just his hips to slide lazily in and out of the boy every now and then, so that he kept him on a constant coming feeling. Rath-Michael whimpered and moaned, something Zan loved to hear, because he was in no hurry, and just to feel his cock gripped in Rath-Michael’s warmth, kept him hard without the urge to come. Liz had knelt on the floor, with elbows on the bed and her chin resting on her fisted hands. Soon, Rath-Michael was ready for Zan, and his demanding body triggered Zan into what he was waiting for. He started ramming into the boy who responded with equal force and they came almost together, Zan wrapping it up, practically convulsing, so deep inside the boy that even Liz’s nearness found it hard to tell where one ended and the other one started. They went into their joint aftermath and Liz couldn’t help placing her hand over Zan’s, still gripping Rath-Michael’s butt, sure that there was no way they could feel her. And just like it had happened to Maria, this time the jolt of electricity repelled her, and sent her flying into space, back the way she had come.
Liz opened her eyes to see Maria’s worried ones staring at her face.
- What the hell was that? - Liz exclaimed.
- I tried to warn you! Are you alright? What did you see? - Maria asked.
- I think it was what happened between Zan and Rath-Michael where you left off, but skipping the deal. - Liz briefed Maria right away.
- Yes, Zan waited for him, I don’t know what to say, Liz. We are best friends, but as far as I know, I’ve never had lesbian feelings at all. -
- Me neither, I just love guys, maybe that’s why I understand their thing, cause I put myself in Zan’s place. I would be doing the same. - Liz said.
- Don’t you put yourself in Michael’s place, you know, about Max? -
- Well, a little, but not like that! - Liz shook her head vigorously.
- Of course not, I meant heterosexual normal sex! - Maria giggled.
- Yeah, I know, but I mostly put myself in Zan or Max’s place with Michael. -
- Me too, but I can’t understand why. Before I found out about this guy thing going on with him, I would think a guy getting it from another guy was so…queer! You know? And now, even watching it, I couldn’t think of Michael as queer if I wanted to. He’s as macho as they come even with his ass full. -
- Amen to that! - Liz nodded.
- Don’t tell me you’re going religious now! - Exclaimed Isabel, heading the group going to their bedrooms to freshen up for dinner.
- What? No, of course not! - Liz laughed, and Maria echoed her.
- There’s still a lot of KFC leftovers, but if you want, I’ll get Anita to fix something else. - Laurie said.
- No way, we’ll do away with it, they won’t see another day! - Exclaimed Kyle, who was also a KFC diehard fan.
- Ok then, take your time, half an hour should be ok. - Laurie smiled as she headed for her room.
Once they were all gone, Maria went back to Michael.
- Hey Michael, wake up, baby…- She started teasing him as she lay beside him, her hand playing with his hair.
He rolled on his side and pressed her to him, nuzzling her neck and then going for her lips.
- Laurie’s expecting us downstairs for dinner in half an hour…- She whispered.
- Then we have time for a quickie…- His voice was slurred with sleep and lust.
- Michael, I wouldn’t call half an hour a quickie! - Maria giggled.
- It is to me. - He rolled over her, vanishing her clothes in the process and he was inside her as his weight pressed her back against the bed.
Maria’s body swayed with the dizzy feeling of Michael getting her there within the minute, no, faster than that. He was sooo good. He knew exactly what to do to make her come just like she liked. A couple of minutes later, she was there again, and at the seventh minute, they were coming together. When the aftermath hit them, they knew they would be late, but their friends were used to it.
After dinner, the girls got together in Isabel’s room for a last night girlie chat as the guys watched sports in Michael’s room. By the time they decided to turn in and went to get their guys, the hollering could be heard all over the bedroom area. Max, Kyle and Stuart were having a loud discussion about the last touchdown and Michael was passed out not even facing their way.
- Ok guys, off you go! - Maria kicked everyone out and grabbed Max’s arm before he left to have him wave Michael out of his clothes. Liz stood beside Maria watching Max take care of Michael and both girls could see the look in his eyes as he left him naked on the bed. They were tempted to leave them together and go spend the night at the other bedroom, but then, on second thoughts, they looked at each other and shook their heads no. The helicopter was picking them up tomorrow early to drop them at school, and they had to get up in time to get all their stuff ready even with alien powers. Isabel would be in charge of taking all their luggage to Michael’s and then face the very unpleasant task to go home and find out what Jesse was about. No one envied her. So after a wistful look, and a kiss on the cheek, Max turned away from Michael and taking Liz’s hand, they left the room.
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Chapter 240
Maria woke up with most of her body safely tucked under Michael, one of his arms pressed her to him, and his warm breath on her neck. Her nose was buried in his thick mane of hair, enjoying the smell of the baby shampoo he favoured. Both her arms were wrapped around his back and now she slid one of her hands up to caress his cheek as she kissed his silky brown locks.
- Bathroom, baby…- She whispered against him.
Michael let her up and she smiled as she watched him flop back down and snuggle into the bed. He sighed and smiled, and she loved to see how relaxed he felt there, at Laurie’s. She hated to think they had to be soon back in Roswell and the alien stress that came along with the place they called home. She checked the clock and rushed to the bathroom to have a quick shower.
As she was coming back into the bedroom, she heard a soft knock and three heads peeked in asking for admittance. Maria giggled and asked them in.
- Ok, we need to wake the baby up from his beauty sleep…- She challenged.
Max and Isabel sat on either side of Michael’s hips and placed their hands on their corresponding brands, as Liz held Michael’s hand in hers, boosting up her empathy.
Michael immediately identified the source of the jolts he was feeling, two aliens like him and one in the process of changing into one, one male and two females and no doubts about who they were. Then he felt a weaker one, getting stronger as it approached, alien and female, followed by two male humans, one changing too, and a female, though not alien, very close to him: definitely Laurie.
Michael’s eyes opened slowly and he turned to look over his shoulder.
- Serena? - He whispered in a husky sleepy voice.
- Something wrong with your senses Michael? - Isabel teased.
The bedroom door was pushed open and the four persons Michael had felt getting near, stepped into the room, proving him right and mocking Isabel.
- Hey guys, ready for breakfast? Is Michael fully awake? - Serena joked.
Isabel’s eyebrows arched as she stared at Michael and he smirked back very smug. “Who were the slow ones now?” Michael thought.
- I’m getting there…- Michael started pushing up from the bed.
- Well, you still have some time, it’s ten past six…- Serena was saying.
- Man, it’s midnight! I’m so glad Meta-Chem went to hell! - Michael interrupted her, getting confused looks from Serena and Laurie.
- Michael had a job at a huge lab that burnt to the ground, and he had the graveyard shift. It’s a mystery how he managed it! - Liz explained.
- Oh, I snoozed at school, then right after until my shift at the Crashdown and then about three extra hours before the other shift started. - Michael explained.
- I woke him up and brought him to the Crashdown. - Maria informed. - And Max had to wake him up for the next shift. You know? That’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you for some time now and I keep forgetting. How did you wake him up? You rolled him off the bed? -
- Oh, he had a neat trick. - Michael smirked and they were all mystified as Max started turning a deep red.
- C’mon Max, what did you do to him? - Kyle punched Max’s arm as the rest insisted.
- Just a stupid thing, you know? ... just ice … - Max was very vague.
- It was the shape…- Michael chuckled. - Max bought ice makers in the shape of…you know…male uh…“dicks”…and he just needed to shove one up my ass to have me going. -
- MAX!!! - They all went as the said alien grew defensive.
- They’re gone! He melted them after the Meta-Chem thing. - Max said looking at his shoes.
- I need a shower. - Michael announced.
- What about breakfast? I’ll give you a quick alien freshen up and you’ll be ready to go right away. - Isabel offered.
- No Iz, I like water, you go ahead, I’ll be right over. - He headed for the bathroom.
- I’ll make sure he doesn’t fall back asleep in the shower floor. - Max said quietly, still not looking up and they all understood.
Maria nodded and led them out of the room.
Max followed Michael and watched him get in the shower, turning it on and getting all wet and sexy. Max felt drops of sweat falling down his face from his dripping forehead as he saw the water washing down Michael’s body.
- Michael…- One word, one name, meaning so many things. Love, lust, yearning, desire, need…
Michael turned his face to him and winked, gesturing with his head for Max to come to him. It took Max two waves of his hands, the first made his clothes disappear, the second slicked up his cock. As Max walked up to him, Michael turned to the back of the shower where it opened into the Jacuzzi and lay over the tiles that led into the pool, with his thighs wide apart. In one swift move, Max spread him and rammed deep, colliding with his firm flesh. Michael grunted and shuddered, expecting him to be rough but not that much. Max’s cock felt like a burning torch, tearing him inside, opening him with the force of the violent penetration. Max realized how much he was hurting him and stopped to give him time to adjust. Michael blocked out Liz completely, wishing he had done it sooner, not to worry her.
- Don’t…stop…! - Michael snapped, gritting his teeth.
- Michael…no…- Max whispered.
-DON’T STOP!!! - Michael demanded and bucked back hard.
Max felt something give inside Michael and his cock was bathed in warmth. He knew for sure it was blood and activated his healing powers through the connection. Michael hissed.
- Don’t waste your time. You’re going to tear me again, so you’ll heal me after! - Michael managed between heavy breaths and Max hesitated.
- DO IT!!! - Michael ordered and Max just let go.
He fucked him hard, plunging in deep, then shoving it against his prostate before the next deep one. He kept it up that way, knowing neither of them would last much longer, in the hot play. With each shove, Michael bucked, and Max felt how he was ripping him inside, as a sadistic pleasure urged him on, feeding on Michael’s grunts and growls until his spasms told Max he was coming. Max just loved the way Michael squeezed it out of him, to the last drop. With his last burst of strength, he healed him, and the aftermath hit them with the violence that had preceded it. It was as if they had been caught in a twister, but instead of tearing them apart, it kept slamming them against each other, eliciting whimpers from Michael, who was very sore, and gasps of pleasure from Max.
Liz jumped up with the force of the jolt she received from Michael. She coughed and pretended she had choked on her hot coffee, and as fast as it had come, it stopped. Michael had blocked her out. It helped to make them buy it, and Liz just continued to have her breakfast trying to pretend she had not felt that. What the hell had Max done to Michael? She wanted to run to them to stop Max, but at the same time, she didn’t want to alarm the others. For once, she would have to trust Max…and Michael.
They had just finished breakfast and the helicopter was due in about ten minutes, but still no boys. Stuart had been drumming his fingers on the table for the last minute and squeezing tight in his other hand, a rolled bandage that he was supposed to wrap around Michael so that his fast recovery wouldn’t be suspicious. Suddenly he jumped up and without a word, took off out of the kitchen. Isabel was about to follow him but Serena stopped her, grabbing her wrist and shaking her head with a knowing smile. The rest just exchanged bewildered looks and shrugged. They knew Stuart would know what to do and how to do it.
Stuart arrived at the room and tried the door. It was unlocked so he went right in.
- Max? Michael? - He called out, seeing no one and suspecting they were still in the bathroom.
The timing was perfect. They were just coming out of the aftermath and Max, though he was still half erect, pulled out of Michael when he heard Stuart’s voice. Michael moaned but lay still while Max hurriedly waved both his hands, one cleaned himself up and the other got him dressed again. By the time Stuart stepped into the bathroom he found Max ready to go but Michael was slowly pushing up from the tiles and he noticed he was wincing.
- Hey, sorry man, I’ll be ready in a sec. - Michael eased himself into the Jacuzzi making the water frothy with soap.
He twisted about like a kid and came out going back into the shower and rinsing off the suds. Max dried him with his powers and Stuart stretched out the bandage between his hands.
- I need to put this on you to back up my diagnosis, ok? Max, you must get this on him when he goes to school, just in case. After classes you can take it off if you want, it’s just a precaution. - He wrapped it around Michael as he instructed them: - Remember you have been in a private experimental clinic these three weeks, under sedation, to make sure the wound closed satisfactorily. The scar is the perfect proof and so are he ribs, practically back to normal because you have been totally still. You’ll be fine, just tell them that when they ask. -
The sound of the approaching helicopter made Max dress Michael alien style and the three of them went rushing together down the stairs. As they crossed the chimney room with Michael in the middle, Stuart reached down and back, squeezing Michael’s ass. The boy turned to him and gave him a lusty smirk and a wink. Max who had strayed just a little behind them saw it and smiled.
- You know Isabel can dream walk you together when you want, I’ll be ok with it. - He told mostly Stuart, cause he knew Michael took it for granted.
- Thanks Max. - Stuart nodded.
They reached the door and said their goodbyes to Anita, Sylvia and Rubén. Shy Javi had stayed at the stables and sent his farewell with Rubén. Max politely shook hands with them, very formal, but Michael bear hugged the girls getting his cheeks kissed by them and kissing them back too. When he turned to Rubén, the older man embraced him as he would a son, and Michael was very touched.
- Hurry up! Steve here had a rather tight schedule today! - Serena shouted over the noise of the engine.
Max gave Laurie a hug and thanked her for her attentions as he hurried to where Liz was beckoning, already inside the chopper. Isabel raced to Stuart and they were lost in a close embrace as Michael and Laurie did the same.
- Don’t worry, Isabel, everything will be fine, you’ll see. - Stuart comforted her.
- I know, thank you. See you in your dreams. - She flashed him a big smile and gave each other a chaste kiss on the lips because of the attentive audience.
By their side, Michael and his sister were doing much the same except that their kiss was a brother and sister one, just a soft sweet peck on the lips.
- I’ll miss you Michael, I love you so much. Please return home, I’ll be waiting for you. - She buried her face in his chest and wet his shirt with her tears.
- I promise, sis, I’ll be back as soon as I can. I love you too. - He kissed the top of her head, and she pulled back and pushed him away with a smile.
Michael took Isabel’s hand and together they hugged Serena from both sides making her giggle and kiss them by turns, then they ducked into the helicopter. The pilot was impatiently waiting for them, and he checked they were safely strapped down. He was the same one who brought them over.
- You ok now kid? - He asked Michael, smiling.
- Yes, thank you sir. - The boy answered politely.
The man nodded and took off. The last thing they saw was Anita and Sylvia waving, Rubén shading his eyes with his hand, looking up at them, and Serena’s arm around Laurie’s shoulders, holding her against her.
Maria woke up with most of her body safely tucked under Michael, one of his arms pressed her to him, and his warm breath on her neck. Her nose was buried in his thick mane of hair, enjoying the smell of the baby shampoo he favoured. Both her arms were wrapped around his back and now she slid one of her hands up to caress his cheek as she kissed his silky brown locks.
- Bathroom, baby…- She whispered against him.
Michael let her up and she smiled as she watched him flop back down and snuggle into the bed. He sighed and smiled, and she loved to see how relaxed he felt there, at Laurie’s. She hated to think they had to be soon back in Roswell and the alien stress that came along with the place they called home. She checked the clock and rushed to the bathroom to have a quick shower.
As she was coming back into the bedroom, she heard a soft knock and three heads peeked in asking for admittance. Maria giggled and asked them in.
- Ok, we need to wake the baby up from his beauty sleep…- She challenged.
Max and Isabel sat on either side of Michael’s hips and placed their hands on their corresponding brands, as Liz held Michael’s hand in hers, boosting up her empathy.
Michael immediately identified the source of the jolts he was feeling, two aliens like him and one in the process of changing into one, one male and two females and no doubts about who they were. Then he felt a weaker one, getting stronger as it approached, alien and female, followed by two male humans, one changing too, and a female, though not alien, very close to him: definitely Laurie.
Michael’s eyes opened slowly and he turned to look over his shoulder.
- Serena? - He whispered in a husky sleepy voice.
- Something wrong with your senses Michael? - Isabel teased.
The bedroom door was pushed open and the four persons Michael had felt getting near, stepped into the room, proving him right and mocking Isabel.
- Hey guys, ready for breakfast? Is Michael fully awake? - Serena joked.
Isabel’s eyebrows arched as she stared at Michael and he smirked back very smug. “Who were the slow ones now?” Michael thought.
- I’m getting there…- Michael started pushing up from the bed.
- Well, you still have some time, it’s ten past six…- Serena was saying.
- Man, it’s midnight! I’m so glad Meta-Chem went to hell! - Michael interrupted her, getting confused looks from Serena and Laurie.
- Michael had a job at a huge lab that burnt to the ground, and he had the graveyard shift. It’s a mystery how he managed it! - Liz explained.
- Oh, I snoozed at school, then right after until my shift at the Crashdown and then about three extra hours before the other shift started. - Michael explained.
- I woke him up and brought him to the Crashdown. - Maria informed. - And Max had to wake him up for the next shift. You know? That’s something I’ve been wanting to ask you for some time now and I keep forgetting. How did you wake him up? You rolled him off the bed? -
- Oh, he had a neat trick. - Michael smirked and they were all mystified as Max started turning a deep red.
- C’mon Max, what did you do to him? - Kyle punched Max’s arm as the rest insisted.
- Just a stupid thing, you know? ... just ice … - Max was very vague.
- It was the shape…- Michael chuckled. - Max bought ice makers in the shape of…you know…male uh…“dicks”…and he just needed to shove one up my ass to have me going. -
- MAX!!! - They all went as the said alien grew defensive.
- They’re gone! He melted them after the Meta-Chem thing. - Max said looking at his shoes.
- I need a shower. - Michael announced.
- What about breakfast? I’ll give you a quick alien freshen up and you’ll be ready to go right away. - Isabel offered.
- No Iz, I like water, you go ahead, I’ll be right over. - He headed for the bathroom.
- I’ll make sure he doesn’t fall back asleep in the shower floor. - Max said quietly, still not looking up and they all understood.
Maria nodded and led them out of the room.
Max followed Michael and watched him get in the shower, turning it on and getting all wet and sexy. Max felt drops of sweat falling down his face from his dripping forehead as he saw the water washing down Michael’s body.
- Michael…- One word, one name, meaning so many things. Love, lust, yearning, desire, need…
Michael turned his face to him and winked, gesturing with his head for Max to come to him. It took Max two waves of his hands, the first made his clothes disappear, the second slicked up his cock. As Max walked up to him, Michael turned to the back of the shower where it opened into the Jacuzzi and lay over the tiles that led into the pool, with his thighs wide apart. In one swift move, Max spread him and rammed deep, colliding with his firm flesh. Michael grunted and shuddered, expecting him to be rough but not that much. Max’s cock felt like a burning torch, tearing him inside, opening him with the force of the violent penetration. Max realized how much he was hurting him and stopped to give him time to adjust. Michael blocked out Liz completely, wishing he had done it sooner, not to worry her.
- Don’t…stop…! - Michael snapped, gritting his teeth.
- Michael…no…- Max whispered.
-DON’T STOP!!! - Michael demanded and bucked back hard.
Max felt something give inside Michael and his cock was bathed in warmth. He knew for sure it was blood and activated his healing powers through the connection. Michael hissed.
- Don’t waste your time. You’re going to tear me again, so you’ll heal me after! - Michael managed between heavy breaths and Max hesitated.
- DO IT!!! - Michael ordered and Max just let go.
He fucked him hard, plunging in deep, then shoving it against his prostate before the next deep one. He kept it up that way, knowing neither of them would last much longer, in the hot play. With each shove, Michael bucked, and Max felt how he was ripping him inside, as a sadistic pleasure urged him on, feeding on Michael’s grunts and growls until his spasms told Max he was coming. Max just loved the way Michael squeezed it out of him, to the last drop. With his last burst of strength, he healed him, and the aftermath hit them with the violence that had preceded it. It was as if they had been caught in a twister, but instead of tearing them apart, it kept slamming them against each other, eliciting whimpers from Michael, who was very sore, and gasps of pleasure from Max.
Liz jumped up with the force of the jolt she received from Michael. She coughed and pretended she had choked on her hot coffee, and as fast as it had come, it stopped. Michael had blocked her out. It helped to make them buy it, and Liz just continued to have her breakfast trying to pretend she had not felt that. What the hell had Max done to Michael? She wanted to run to them to stop Max, but at the same time, she didn’t want to alarm the others. For once, she would have to trust Max…and Michael.
They had just finished breakfast and the helicopter was due in about ten minutes, but still no boys. Stuart had been drumming his fingers on the table for the last minute and squeezing tight in his other hand, a rolled bandage that he was supposed to wrap around Michael so that his fast recovery wouldn’t be suspicious. Suddenly he jumped up and without a word, took off out of the kitchen. Isabel was about to follow him but Serena stopped her, grabbing her wrist and shaking her head with a knowing smile. The rest just exchanged bewildered looks and shrugged. They knew Stuart would know what to do and how to do it.
Stuart arrived at the room and tried the door. It was unlocked so he went right in.
- Max? Michael? - He called out, seeing no one and suspecting they were still in the bathroom.
The timing was perfect. They were just coming out of the aftermath and Max, though he was still half erect, pulled out of Michael when he heard Stuart’s voice. Michael moaned but lay still while Max hurriedly waved both his hands, one cleaned himself up and the other got him dressed again. By the time Stuart stepped into the bathroom he found Max ready to go but Michael was slowly pushing up from the tiles and he noticed he was wincing.
- Hey, sorry man, I’ll be ready in a sec. - Michael eased himself into the Jacuzzi making the water frothy with soap.
He twisted about like a kid and came out going back into the shower and rinsing off the suds. Max dried him with his powers and Stuart stretched out the bandage between his hands.
- I need to put this on you to back up my diagnosis, ok? Max, you must get this on him when he goes to school, just in case. After classes you can take it off if you want, it’s just a precaution. - He wrapped it around Michael as he instructed them: - Remember you have been in a private experimental clinic these three weeks, under sedation, to make sure the wound closed satisfactorily. The scar is the perfect proof and so are he ribs, practically back to normal because you have been totally still. You’ll be fine, just tell them that when they ask. -
The sound of the approaching helicopter made Max dress Michael alien style and the three of them went rushing together down the stairs. As they crossed the chimney room with Michael in the middle, Stuart reached down and back, squeezing Michael’s ass. The boy turned to him and gave him a lusty smirk and a wink. Max who had strayed just a little behind them saw it and smiled.
- You know Isabel can dream walk you together when you want, I’ll be ok with it. - He told mostly Stuart, cause he knew Michael took it for granted.
- Thanks Max. - Stuart nodded.
They reached the door and said their goodbyes to Anita, Sylvia and Rubén. Shy Javi had stayed at the stables and sent his farewell with Rubén. Max politely shook hands with them, very formal, but Michael bear hugged the girls getting his cheeks kissed by them and kissing them back too. When he turned to Rubén, the older man embraced him as he would a son, and Michael was very touched.
- Hurry up! Steve here had a rather tight schedule today! - Serena shouted over the noise of the engine.
Max gave Laurie a hug and thanked her for her attentions as he hurried to where Liz was beckoning, already inside the chopper. Isabel raced to Stuart and they were lost in a close embrace as Michael and Laurie did the same.
- Don’t worry, Isabel, everything will be fine, you’ll see. - Stuart comforted her.
- I know, thank you. See you in your dreams. - She flashed him a big smile and gave each other a chaste kiss on the lips because of the attentive audience.
By their side, Michael and his sister were doing much the same except that their kiss was a brother and sister one, just a soft sweet peck on the lips.
- I’ll miss you Michael, I love you so much. Please return home, I’ll be waiting for you. - She buried her face in his chest and wet his shirt with her tears.
- I promise, sis, I’ll be back as soon as I can. I love you too. - He kissed the top of her head, and she pulled back and pushed him away with a smile.
Michael took Isabel’s hand and together they hugged Serena from both sides making her giggle and kiss them by turns, then they ducked into the helicopter. The pilot was impatiently waiting for them, and he checked they were safely strapped down. He was the same one who brought them over.
- You ok now kid? - He asked Michael, smiling.
- Yes, thank you sir. - The boy answered politely.
The man nodded and took off. The last thing they saw was Anita and Sylvia waving, Rubén shading his eyes with his hand, looking up at them, and Serena’s arm around Laurie’s shoulders, holding her against her.
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Chapter 241
Once on the way back, Liz brought what looked like a takeaway container in a bag and gave it to Max with a smile.
- You missed breakfast…- She said as he took it from her.
Michael looked at the bag wistfully and turned to Maria.
- So…how was breakfast? - And he had barely finished asking when Maria produced from somewhere on the floor another bag and handed it to Michael.
- Hey this is great! - Max said as he peeked into his bag.
Michael peeked into his and found a typical breakfast, oj, milk, cereal, toast, butter and jam. He shook his head and turned to peek into Max’s bag. Then he smirked and in a fraction of a second he switched bags.
- Sorry, this is mine. - And it definitely was, as it contained a huge fruit salad and what looked like chocolate milk, but Michael knew it was that other syrup that Anita used.
Max frowned but Liz apologized and admitted the bags had probably been switched as they got on the helicopter. Anyway, both aliens were wolfing down their breakfasts uncaring of the fact that they were airborne. Kyle stared at them and started looking as if he would be the one to lose his breakfast, so Isabel noticed and went to him. She started asking him whatever nonsense came to her mind and distracted him enough to forget about food at all.
The pilot touched down in a deserted unkempt park ironically almost next door to the trailer park where Michael spent his worst years, and Liz immediately detected the confusion in his eyes.
- It’s ok, Michael, we have been boarding and landing here because no one seems to mind, we can’t use the hospital parking lot like the first time, of course, so Jim Valenti suggested this cause not even the cops like this part of the city and they won’t interfere and prefer to ignore it. - She nodded.
- Yeah right, great choice. - Michael smirked. - Why not an airfield? -
- Cause it was one hell of a hassle and a lot of paperwork each time. - Liz told him.
Once they were on land, Kyle rushed to the corner of the park and brought a taxi over. They filled the trunk with their stuff and the rack on top and got on to leave. They had the man rush to West Roswell High as they wanted to know what Isabel would do.
- I’ll take our stuff to Michael’s and meet you there after school ok? I’m spending the day with mom. -
They agreed and went straight to Principal Forrester’s office as they were already quite late. The place was deserted as everyone was in class. Max knocked discreetly and they heard: “Come in!” Forrester’s eyebrows shot to his hairline when he saw them.
- Well, where did you guys come from? - He smiled, not angry but rather surprised.
- I’m sorry we’re late sir, but we spent the weekend with Michael in Tucson…in the clinic, you know, and he was released early today. We came by helicopter and took a cab from the airfield. - Liz said looking very serious.
- You ok now, kid? - Forrester asked Michael.
- Yes sir, thanks. I have to be in a bandage for another week or two. - Michael said and raised his t-shirt to show him.
Forrester nodded and started writing down on a note pad as they all looked at each other not knowing what to do. Then Forrester handed them the notes.
- Ok then, go to your classes and give this to your teachers, that should cover it. Oh, and Michael, you can go to the infirmary anytime you need, your doctor called me to give me a detailed briefing on your progress and wants to keep it going. Go on, get out of here! - He waved them off, smiling.
They went all together to English Lit and the teacher was very sympathetic to Michael, seeming to know exactly what he had gone through. As they would find out during the rest of the day, all the teachers did, and whether Michael was there or not, they all asked how he was doing, either to him or to his friends. Apparently, they had forgotten to tell him that all the teachers kept asking them about him during his three weeks of absence. Barely twenty minutes after he arrived at the class, Michael asked to go to the infirmary, wincing a little. He gave Maria a weak smile as he paused at the door before he left. Maria turned to Liz with a worried look, but Liz whispered that the bandage was uncomfortable and he was alright, just needed to take a snooze and since the teacher had been so nice, he didn’t want to do it as he usually did. That calmed her down, and Max and Kyle too.
The nurse received him with tears in her eyes, and helped loosen the bandage some. It was self adjusting and once she wrapped him up again, he lay down and went to sleep. He could feel her rubbing his back and he just loved her for being there for him as she had been for many years. The gang came to get him at lunchtime and he seemed ok, waking up to Maria’s kiss as the nurse gave her a disapproving stare. It turned into a bright smile when he kissed her cheek and left for the cafeteria. Max’s phone rang and it was Isabel.
- I didn’t call before because I suspected you had a busy morning, but mom gave me the…news that Jesse had arrived two days ago instead as tomorrow night and they had presumed. Thankfully he and dad have an important business lunch appointment today so he’ll pick me up from here when dad lets him go. I guess I won’t be able to go get my stuff until perhaps tomorrow. - She sounded pissed and worried at the same time. - I’ve left your car in the school parking lot, ok? Mom followed me and I left with her so you’ll find it somewhere near the football field. It was the nearest place I found. -
- Ok. Just ring if you need anything. - Max frowned and dropped his phone
back into his pocket.
- Well? - Michael asked.
Max told them what Isabel had said, looking rather upset.
- Shit! - Went Michael, even more upset than Max.
He went back straight to the nurse, not in the mood for classes at all. His sleep was troubled and the nurse was getting worried.
- Are you in pain, dear? What can I do for you? - She asked as she caressed his cheek.
- Isabel…- He whispered and the nurse was baffled because she was sure his girlfriend was the De Luca girl. She frowned as he tossed and moaned.
- Michael, dear…- She bent down and kissed his cheek.
- Isabel, no!...don’t go with him! Please, don’t! - He muttered as he grew even more agitated.
The nurse checked the list that Forrester had sent to her, indicating the medication he was allowed to have, which his doctor had provided in his phone call. She prepared the mild sedative and rolled him a little on his side to unfasten his jeans. Then she rolled him back and pulled them down to apply it. Michael jerked when he felt the needle and opened his eyes.
- Stuart? - He whispered.
- No honey, you’re in school, remember? Just keep still. - He nodded, recognizing her voice, and knowing she wouldn’t hurt him if she could help it. He let her inject him and tried to relax until he felt the drug kick in. He slept quietly until the last class was over and his friends came to get him.
- He was a little restless and I had to give him a shot, so he’ll be a little dizzy until it wears off. - She told them.
They nodded and eventually managed to wake him up and took him away with them. Michael kissed the old girl’s forehead before he left, thanking her. She hugged him and watched him go with a sad smile.
They drove straight to Michael’s where he lay down and just rested as his alien side finished fighting off the drug. What to do about the Isabel-Jesse issues was all they had on their minds.
Once on the way back, Liz brought what looked like a takeaway container in a bag and gave it to Max with a smile.
- You missed breakfast…- She said as he took it from her.
Michael looked at the bag wistfully and turned to Maria.
- So…how was breakfast? - And he had barely finished asking when Maria produced from somewhere on the floor another bag and handed it to Michael.
- Hey this is great! - Max said as he peeked into his bag.
Michael peeked into his and found a typical breakfast, oj, milk, cereal, toast, butter and jam. He shook his head and turned to peek into Max’s bag. Then he smirked and in a fraction of a second he switched bags.
- Sorry, this is mine. - And it definitely was, as it contained a huge fruit salad and what looked like chocolate milk, but Michael knew it was that other syrup that Anita used.
Max frowned but Liz apologized and admitted the bags had probably been switched as they got on the helicopter. Anyway, both aliens were wolfing down their breakfasts uncaring of the fact that they were airborne. Kyle stared at them and started looking as if he would be the one to lose his breakfast, so Isabel noticed and went to him. She started asking him whatever nonsense came to her mind and distracted him enough to forget about food at all.
The pilot touched down in a deserted unkempt park ironically almost next door to the trailer park where Michael spent his worst years, and Liz immediately detected the confusion in his eyes.
- It’s ok, Michael, we have been boarding and landing here because no one seems to mind, we can’t use the hospital parking lot like the first time, of course, so Jim Valenti suggested this cause not even the cops like this part of the city and they won’t interfere and prefer to ignore it. - She nodded.
- Yeah right, great choice. - Michael smirked. - Why not an airfield? -
- Cause it was one hell of a hassle and a lot of paperwork each time. - Liz told him.
Once they were on land, Kyle rushed to the corner of the park and brought a taxi over. They filled the trunk with their stuff and the rack on top and got on to leave. They had the man rush to West Roswell High as they wanted to know what Isabel would do.
- I’ll take our stuff to Michael’s and meet you there after school ok? I’m spending the day with mom. -
They agreed and went straight to Principal Forrester’s office as they were already quite late. The place was deserted as everyone was in class. Max knocked discreetly and they heard: “Come in!” Forrester’s eyebrows shot to his hairline when he saw them.
- Well, where did you guys come from? - He smiled, not angry but rather surprised.
- I’m sorry we’re late sir, but we spent the weekend with Michael in Tucson…in the clinic, you know, and he was released early today. We came by helicopter and took a cab from the airfield. - Liz said looking very serious.
- You ok now, kid? - Forrester asked Michael.
- Yes sir, thanks. I have to be in a bandage for another week or two. - Michael said and raised his t-shirt to show him.
Forrester nodded and started writing down on a note pad as they all looked at each other not knowing what to do. Then Forrester handed them the notes.
- Ok then, go to your classes and give this to your teachers, that should cover it. Oh, and Michael, you can go to the infirmary anytime you need, your doctor called me to give me a detailed briefing on your progress and wants to keep it going. Go on, get out of here! - He waved them off, smiling.
They went all together to English Lit and the teacher was very sympathetic to Michael, seeming to know exactly what he had gone through. As they would find out during the rest of the day, all the teachers did, and whether Michael was there or not, they all asked how he was doing, either to him or to his friends. Apparently, they had forgotten to tell him that all the teachers kept asking them about him during his three weeks of absence. Barely twenty minutes after he arrived at the class, Michael asked to go to the infirmary, wincing a little. He gave Maria a weak smile as he paused at the door before he left. Maria turned to Liz with a worried look, but Liz whispered that the bandage was uncomfortable and he was alright, just needed to take a snooze and since the teacher had been so nice, he didn’t want to do it as he usually did. That calmed her down, and Max and Kyle too.
The nurse received him with tears in her eyes, and helped loosen the bandage some. It was self adjusting and once she wrapped him up again, he lay down and went to sleep. He could feel her rubbing his back and he just loved her for being there for him as she had been for many years. The gang came to get him at lunchtime and he seemed ok, waking up to Maria’s kiss as the nurse gave her a disapproving stare. It turned into a bright smile when he kissed her cheek and left for the cafeteria. Max’s phone rang and it was Isabel.
- I didn’t call before because I suspected you had a busy morning, but mom gave me the…news that Jesse had arrived two days ago instead as tomorrow night and they had presumed. Thankfully he and dad have an important business lunch appointment today so he’ll pick me up from here when dad lets him go. I guess I won’t be able to go get my stuff until perhaps tomorrow. - She sounded pissed and worried at the same time. - I’ve left your car in the school parking lot, ok? Mom followed me and I left with her so you’ll find it somewhere near the football field. It was the nearest place I found. -
- Ok. Just ring if you need anything. - Max frowned and dropped his phone
back into his pocket.
- Well? - Michael asked.
Max told them what Isabel had said, looking rather upset.
- Shit! - Went Michael, even more upset than Max.
He went back straight to the nurse, not in the mood for classes at all. His sleep was troubled and the nurse was getting worried.
- Are you in pain, dear? What can I do for you? - She asked as she caressed his cheek.
- Isabel…- He whispered and the nurse was baffled because she was sure his girlfriend was the De Luca girl. She frowned as he tossed and moaned.
- Michael, dear…- She bent down and kissed his cheek.
- Isabel, no!...don’t go with him! Please, don’t! - He muttered as he grew even more agitated.
The nurse checked the list that Forrester had sent to her, indicating the medication he was allowed to have, which his doctor had provided in his phone call. She prepared the mild sedative and rolled him a little on his side to unfasten his jeans. Then she rolled him back and pulled them down to apply it. Michael jerked when he felt the needle and opened his eyes.
- Stuart? - He whispered.
- No honey, you’re in school, remember? Just keep still. - He nodded, recognizing her voice, and knowing she wouldn’t hurt him if she could help it. He let her inject him and tried to relax until he felt the drug kick in. He slept quietly until the last class was over and his friends came to get him.
- He was a little restless and I had to give him a shot, so he’ll be a little dizzy until it wears off. - She told them.
They nodded and eventually managed to wake him up and took him away with them. Michael kissed the old girl’s forehead before he left, thanking her. She hugged him and watched him go with a sad smile.
They drove straight to Michael’s where he lay down and just rested as his alien side finished fighting off the drug. What to do about the Isabel-Jesse issues was all they had on their minds.
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Chapter 242
- Shit! - Michael repeated and waved his clothes away, specially the constricting bandage.
- Michael! - Exclaimed two female voices as the males smiled enjoying the sight, not that the girls didn’t.
- What? I’m home; I can be bare assed if I feel like it, right? - He scoffed.
He started snuggling, proving his point and ended bending his leg sharply and hooking his foot behind his other slightly flexed knee. He took a deep breath and relaxed. Michael could fall asleep in a fraction of a second if he was comfortable. Maria realized she wasn’t the only one staring at him. She placed the fingertip of her index between his shoulder blades and inverted it, tracing his spine with her nail, loving the way it curved with his butt pushed back by his position. She skimmed over his tailbone and kept going, tickling him just where he wanted. He purred and writhed, the sexual tension in the room rising to the nth degree. He automatically straightened his legs and spread his thighs, pushing his hips off the bed to ease her actions. Maria thought it was enough for the moment.
- Whoa, down boy! - She laughed as she pulled away.
- I can help him…- Kyle said eagerly, as he moved closer to Michael and grabbed his thigh, his fingers digging into the sensitive inside, feeling the firm muscles go tighter still.
- Let go of him! - Max slapped his hand away and Kyle felt the jealousy coming at him in growing waves, not only from Max but from both girls too.
- Hey, I only wanted to help! - He said defensively raising his hands, as the tension in the air immediately faded away.
- Let me. - Liz placed her hand on the small of Michael’s back, knowing from experience that the warmth her palm provided raced up his spine and relaxed his mind. Michael eased his body back on the bed and did his side hip snuggle before he took another deep breath and visibly relaxed again, what little was left of the drug in his body, taking over before it was completely gone.
- Ok, let him sleep, he needs it. Let us worry about Isabel. - Liz said wisely.
They sighed and complied, her head always in the right place when they needed it. They were all sitting around Michael, and without realizing it, they all had their hands on him, caressing and massaging him, with no sex on their minds, just wanting him to sleep peacefully. It dawned on them simultaneously, and they all looked up and locked eyes, smiling at each other.
- The sad truth is there’s nothing we can do until we hear from her and the outcome of their interaction. - Liz shook her head, feeling as helpless as they all did, specially Michael, whom she knew, hated not being able to be right there, with and for her.
That’s why she considered he was the one who mostly needed to stay out of it until something could be done without unwanted interference. She was afraid he would lose it and storm into the scene to beat the crap out of Jesse, and worse still, she didn’t think this time they would be able to stop him. Liz considered Isabel quite level headed and sensible under strained circumstances and she was sure she would come out of it with flying colours. She knew she could handle Jesse, and that he would do nothing to hurt her. He had already proved that he did love her in spite of all, so they had to trust her without interfering and perhaps changing the results in a negative way.
After she told them what she was thinking, they agreed with her and they brought the TV set into the room to make the waiting more bearable. The guys of course wanted the sports channel, and the girls moved to the other side of the bed to do their school gossip. Michael woke up and checked the tube looking back over his shoulder.
- Hey, cool, don’t change it, I want to watch hockey…- He pushed up and turned upside down, resting his chin on his wrist.
He watched five minutes at the most and fell asleep again, so Max and Kyle switched to basketball. When the time came for their shift at the Crashdown, they didn’t want to wake up Michael, and although either of the boys could replace him, they didn’t want to leave him alone either, just in case he decided to take things up in his hands and rush to Isabel’s. Kyle and Max silently challenged each other for the privilege, and in the end, it was decided that Max should do the cooking thing cause he could fix whatever went wrong with his powers, and Kyle smiled ear to ear triumphantly as Max nodded with a defeated sigh and accepted.
- If you touch him, I will make him bleed! - Threatened Max.
- MAX! - Went three outraged voices.
- I’m sorry. - Said Max, rubbing his face with both hands. - That was pure Zan, well, some of me too. It wasn’t fair. It’s ok Kyle, I’m cool. -
- You mean I can…- Kyle’s face brightened again.
- I said I’m cool, don’t make me change my mind. - Max nodded.
- Ok, thanks man, I didn’t mean to push it. - Kyle punched Max’s arm.
- I’m sure you did. - Whispered Maria as she passed by Kyle, making him turn to look in her face, glad he didn’t find her pissed but grinning, even as she said: - If you hurt him I’ll rip your head off! -
Kyle nodded and the look in Max’s face was in sync with Maria’s and Liz discreetly reminded him of her empathy on the way out. Max patted the sleeping boy’s ass as the girls frowned on him and he gave them a mock innocent look, and waited as they kissed his cheek and Maria brushed his hair away from his face.
As soon as they left, Kyle laid back, right side up, his head resting on his crossed arms so that he only had to look over to check out Michael’s ass. He pulled his left arm from under his head and reached over, placing his hand high up on Michael’s thigh and the lower part of his butt, under the girls’ brands. He made lazy circles with his fingertips feeling Michael’s warmth running up his arm straight to his brain. He strayed a little higher and his middle finger made contact with one of Maria’s brands, giving him a flash of some hot action between the two. Thankfully Maria was under Michael so he only saw him with Maria’s arms and legs wrapped around his back and ass. He shuddered to see her nails leaving red welts everywhere they passed, watching how the pain triggered Michael on. He also noticed Michael had Maria’s toy rammed all the way into him, with only the string hanging out, and he wondered how he could possibly like that. The way he was whimpering and squirming made it clear the vibrator was on, probably on “high”. Kyle was sure he would forget about the toy if he could have the real thing, and that’s what he was there for. Michael let out a moan that indicated he was coming and the jolt Kyle got out of it made his hand jerk and contact Isabel’s brand instead. Kyle’s heart did a flip, no, that wasn’t Isabel, that was definitely Vilandra. She had her claws, cause there was no way you could called them nails, hooked into his butt, the thumbs buried between his buttocks, as he moved in and out of her. Kyle somehow knew he was having déjà vu’s of other people’s flashes, cause he was sure this had happened before: he couldn’t pull his finger away from the brand. He rose to his knees, placing the heel of his other hand on Max’s brand to try and push himself off, and when he saw Zan materializing behind Michael, who of course was Rath-Michael in the flash, he knew it was too late, because he was stuck on that one too. Whatever alien powers he had so far, told him Susan the nurse had had a similar flash, thought not exactly the same, so this was probably something they did often. Zan placed his hands over his sister’s driving her “claws” even deeper as Rath-Michael grunted as he obviously enjoyed the extra pain. The way he invitingly spread his thighs wider, meant only that he knew Zan was behind him. Both Zan and Vilandra held the younger boy apart; Zan opened his mouth and a long forked scaly snaky tongue made its way to its target as Zan lowered his head towards his cousin exposed ass. Kyle sounded like he was choking, but was relieved to see that apparently, no one had heard him. He watched amazed, as the reptilian tongue disappeared inside the boy as he growled and writhed, held down by both his male and female lovers. There wasn’t even the faintest hint of any lubrication, and the thing looked so…dry! Kyle couldn’t help gasping when it came out dripping red and slid back in again, easier now, slicked by the blood. “No,” thought Kyle, “if there’s something I’ll never be able to understand, it’s masochism, I totally suck at it.” Watching Michael suffer and enjoy it confirmed how far away from it he was, specially when Zan straightened up and used both hands to aim his bloated cock and plunge it into Rath-Michael until their bodies collided. The reaction from Rath-Michael’s muscles simply said that, like it or not, that had must have hurt a lot. He was sobbing and shuddering as Zan held him tight against him and waited. Not for long, though, because he was shoving it hard and deep into his cousin the second he felt him begin to relax. Kyle heard Rath-Michael breath coming in gasps, hissing on the way in, but Zan didn’t seem to register the word “mercy”. Then surprisingly, it was the victim who came first, dragging Vilandra along as Zan kept on pounding savagely, not caring what was going on under him. Vilandra experienced at least two more orgasms before Rath-Michael started on his second one and Zan caught up just as his cousin was finishing, and got him going again. Then totally unexpected, Kyle was released and he could still feel the warmth on his skin where he had been touching Michael. He checked to see the points of contact on him were flushed deep pink and tingled. Sitting back, he turned to see a slight wince on Michael’s face, his still unstable breath coming from his parted lips. Leaning over, he placed his lips on his, and just like Stuart, was surprised to find Michael’s lips soft and sweet. Then he sat up again and shook his head, finding it hard to believe he had actually kissed another male for the first time, and had found it very pleasant. He was thinking he was so glad Michael had been asleep and ignorant of what had been going on when he froze as he heard him call his name.
- Kyle…- That husky, sexy whisper made Kyle shiver.
Kyle looked back at him but his eyes were closed and he was smirking.
- Kyle? - He insisted.
- I’m right here, you ok? You need something? - “Uh oh, shouldn’t have asked that…” he thought.
Michael moaned and winced as he pushed his hips slightly off the bed tossed around some before he eased back down.
- Michael, are you alright? - “Apart from the hard on I’ve given him…”
- Yeah…sure…- He whispered and sighed.
- Sorry, dude, I didn’t mean to do that to you. - Kyle meant the flashback they had shared.
- You haven’t done anything to me, Kyle, yet…- Michael scoffed.
- Michael, I…I…- Kyle stuttered.
- Didn’t Max say he was ok with it? - Michael smiled biting his lower lips, his eyes still closed.
Kyle could understand why Zan had jumped on him like he had, cause that’s exactly what he wanted to do to him. Michael growled and slithered on the bed, watching Kyle through slitted eyes, the sweat from his forehead dripping down his temples as he watched Michael, open mouthed. The tall boy turned his face just a tad more to enable him to lock eyes with Kyle’s, as he opened his slowly, full of lust. Kyle was lost, drowning in the honey coloured pools, his hands were lured by the warmth between Michael’s thighs. He massaged the firm flesh and the tight muscles under the velvet skin refused to relax, as he responded to the magnetic attraction of the strong body under him, demanding his attention. Kyle’s hands went to his fly and the zipper ripped down before he could even touch it! “How did I do that?” he was asking himself when he felt his unrestricted cock slap against his belly, it had risen so fast! God! He had to get inside him!
- Michael! -
He landed between Michael’s wide apart thighs and pushed the head of his cock against the spot in Michael’s body he desperately wanted to penetrate. A pool of pre cum was forming to slick it up on the way in. Michael was bucking hard against him and, sure of himself, Kyle thrust it in. They grunted in sync, as Kyle forced his huge erection through Michael’s tightly clenched sphincter muscles. Kyle’s eyes rolled back into his head from the incredible amount of pleasure he was getting, feeling like he was ripping Michael in two. And Michael felt just that, as Kyle opened his way into him. It felt so good to be full with him, he was so deep inside him and he was so thick! Just like Max made himself just for him! It made him burn with the friction, he twisted both ways to make it go screwing into him. The next time he shoved into him, Michael did this cool move that had Kyle rammed right into his prostate and had him purring and grinding back as the powerful orgasm hit him and left him shuddering when Kyle thrust his cock deep in and held Michael tight against him as Zan had done in the flash when he entered him, until it started passing. Michael shifted his body and made Kyle lose it. He fucked him hard as wave after wave of pleasure was met by Michael’s spasms and contractions, having had his orgasm triggered back with the depth Kyle had reached. Michael sobbed and whimpered as he writhed in Kyle’s arms, who was hugging him as tight as he could. The strength of Michael’s alien orgasm shook Kyle as he absorbed what Michael was sending him through their connection, travelling all the way up to his brain, going into such overload that for a few seconds, he thought he would black out. Then Michael sent him his energy and he felt like he could keep coming into him for hours nonstop. But he knew it was the aftermath, and it was awesome! He felt sorry for what the human race was missing and he was so glad he could be one of the lucky ones. When it finally passed, and Kyle felt he could move again at his usual speed, he covered Michael’s back with kisses, whispering against the smooth muscles:
- I love you Michael, man, I never thought I would say this, but it’s true, I’d rather fuck you than anyone else in the universe, chicks included, I swear! -
- Can’t marry you Kyle, Maria would literally rip your head off. - He smirked and Kyle just had to kiss him.
As he stretched towards his mouth, Kyle felt his shrinking cock sliding out of Michael. They couldn’t help groaning in disappointment though they knew it was about to happen anyway. Kyle then changed his direction and lay back beside Michael, who slid over him and made the kiss possible, just like they both wanted.
- Shit! - Michael repeated and waved his clothes away, specially the constricting bandage.
- Michael! - Exclaimed two female voices as the males smiled enjoying the sight, not that the girls didn’t.
- What? I’m home; I can be bare assed if I feel like it, right? - He scoffed.
He started snuggling, proving his point and ended bending his leg sharply and hooking his foot behind his other slightly flexed knee. He took a deep breath and relaxed. Michael could fall asleep in a fraction of a second if he was comfortable. Maria realized she wasn’t the only one staring at him. She placed the fingertip of her index between his shoulder blades and inverted it, tracing his spine with her nail, loving the way it curved with his butt pushed back by his position. She skimmed over his tailbone and kept going, tickling him just where he wanted. He purred and writhed, the sexual tension in the room rising to the nth degree. He automatically straightened his legs and spread his thighs, pushing his hips off the bed to ease her actions. Maria thought it was enough for the moment.
- Whoa, down boy! - She laughed as she pulled away.
- I can help him…- Kyle said eagerly, as he moved closer to Michael and grabbed his thigh, his fingers digging into the sensitive inside, feeling the firm muscles go tighter still.
- Let go of him! - Max slapped his hand away and Kyle felt the jealousy coming at him in growing waves, not only from Max but from both girls too.
- Hey, I only wanted to help! - He said defensively raising his hands, as the tension in the air immediately faded away.
- Let me. - Liz placed her hand on the small of Michael’s back, knowing from experience that the warmth her palm provided raced up his spine and relaxed his mind. Michael eased his body back on the bed and did his side hip snuggle before he took another deep breath and visibly relaxed again, what little was left of the drug in his body, taking over before it was completely gone.
- Ok, let him sleep, he needs it. Let us worry about Isabel. - Liz said wisely.
They sighed and complied, her head always in the right place when they needed it. They were all sitting around Michael, and without realizing it, they all had their hands on him, caressing and massaging him, with no sex on their minds, just wanting him to sleep peacefully. It dawned on them simultaneously, and they all looked up and locked eyes, smiling at each other.
- The sad truth is there’s nothing we can do until we hear from her and the outcome of their interaction. - Liz shook her head, feeling as helpless as they all did, specially Michael, whom she knew, hated not being able to be right there, with and for her.
That’s why she considered he was the one who mostly needed to stay out of it until something could be done without unwanted interference. She was afraid he would lose it and storm into the scene to beat the crap out of Jesse, and worse still, she didn’t think this time they would be able to stop him. Liz considered Isabel quite level headed and sensible under strained circumstances and she was sure she would come out of it with flying colours. She knew she could handle Jesse, and that he would do nothing to hurt her. He had already proved that he did love her in spite of all, so they had to trust her without interfering and perhaps changing the results in a negative way.
After she told them what she was thinking, they agreed with her and they brought the TV set into the room to make the waiting more bearable. The guys of course wanted the sports channel, and the girls moved to the other side of the bed to do their school gossip. Michael woke up and checked the tube looking back over his shoulder.
- Hey, cool, don’t change it, I want to watch hockey…- He pushed up and turned upside down, resting his chin on his wrist.
He watched five minutes at the most and fell asleep again, so Max and Kyle switched to basketball. When the time came for their shift at the Crashdown, they didn’t want to wake up Michael, and although either of the boys could replace him, they didn’t want to leave him alone either, just in case he decided to take things up in his hands and rush to Isabel’s. Kyle and Max silently challenged each other for the privilege, and in the end, it was decided that Max should do the cooking thing cause he could fix whatever went wrong with his powers, and Kyle smiled ear to ear triumphantly as Max nodded with a defeated sigh and accepted.
- If you touch him, I will make him bleed! - Threatened Max.
- MAX! - Went three outraged voices.
- I’m sorry. - Said Max, rubbing his face with both hands. - That was pure Zan, well, some of me too. It wasn’t fair. It’s ok Kyle, I’m cool. -
- You mean I can…- Kyle’s face brightened again.
- I said I’m cool, don’t make me change my mind. - Max nodded.
- Ok, thanks man, I didn’t mean to push it. - Kyle punched Max’s arm.
- I’m sure you did. - Whispered Maria as she passed by Kyle, making him turn to look in her face, glad he didn’t find her pissed but grinning, even as she said: - If you hurt him I’ll rip your head off! -
Kyle nodded and the look in Max’s face was in sync with Maria’s and Liz discreetly reminded him of her empathy on the way out. Max patted the sleeping boy’s ass as the girls frowned on him and he gave them a mock innocent look, and waited as they kissed his cheek and Maria brushed his hair away from his face.
As soon as they left, Kyle laid back, right side up, his head resting on his crossed arms so that he only had to look over to check out Michael’s ass. He pulled his left arm from under his head and reached over, placing his hand high up on Michael’s thigh and the lower part of his butt, under the girls’ brands. He made lazy circles with his fingertips feeling Michael’s warmth running up his arm straight to his brain. He strayed a little higher and his middle finger made contact with one of Maria’s brands, giving him a flash of some hot action between the two. Thankfully Maria was under Michael so he only saw him with Maria’s arms and legs wrapped around his back and ass. He shuddered to see her nails leaving red welts everywhere they passed, watching how the pain triggered Michael on. He also noticed Michael had Maria’s toy rammed all the way into him, with only the string hanging out, and he wondered how he could possibly like that. The way he was whimpering and squirming made it clear the vibrator was on, probably on “high”. Kyle was sure he would forget about the toy if he could have the real thing, and that’s what he was there for. Michael let out a moan that indicated he was coming and the jolt Kyle got out of it made his hand jerk and contact Isabel’s brand instead. Kyle’s heart did a flip, no, that wasn’t Isabel, that was definitely Vilandra. She had her claws, cause there was no way you could called them nails, hooked into his butt, the thumbs buried between his buttocks, as he moved in and out of her. Kyle somehow knew he was having déjà vu’s of other people’s flashes, cause he was sure this had happened before: he couldn’t pull his finger away from the brand. He rose to his knees, placing the heel of his other hand on Max’s brand to try and push himself off, and when he saw Zan materializing behind Michael, who of course was Rath-Michael in the flash, he knew it was too late, because he was stuck on that one too. Whatever alien powers he had so far, told him Susan the nurse had had a similar flash, thought not exactly the same, so this was probably something they did often. Zan placed his hands over his sister’s driving her “claws” even deeper as Rath-Michael grunted as he obviously enjoyed the extra pain. The way he invitingly spread his thighs wider, meant only that he knew Zan was behind him. Both Zan and Vilandra held the younger boy apart; Zan opened his mouth and a long forked scaly snaky tongue made its way to its target as Zan lowered his head towards his cousin exposed ass. Kyle sounded like he was choking, but was relieved to see that apparently, no one had heard him. He watched amazed, as the reptilian tongue disappeared inside the boy as he growled and writhed, held down by both his male and female lovers. There wasn’t even the faintest hint of any lubrication, and the thing looked so…dry! Kyle couldn’t help gasping when it came out dripping red and slid back in again, easier now, slicked by the blood. “No,” thought Kyle, “if there’s something I’ll never be able to understand, it’s masochism, I totally suck at it.” Watching Michael suffer and enjoy it confirmed how far away from it he was, specially when Zan straightened up and used both hands to aim his bloated cock and plunge it into Rath-Michael until their bodies collided. The reaction from Rath-Michael’s muscles simply said that, like it or not, that had must have hurt a lot. He was sobbing and shuddering as Zan held him tight against him and waited. Not for long, though, because he was shoving it hard and deep into his cousin the second he felt him begin to relax. Kyle heard Rath-Michael breath coming in gasps, hissing on the way in, but Zan didn’t seem to register the word “mercy”. Then surprisingly, it was the victim who came first, dragging Vilandra along as Zan kept on pounding savagely, not caring what was going on under him. Vilandra experienced at least two more orgasms before Rath-Michael started on his second one and Zan caught up just as his cousin was finishing, and got him going again. Then totally unexpected, Kyle was released and he could still feel the warmth on his skin where he had been touching Michael. He checked to see the points of contact on him were flushed deep pink and tingled. Sitting back, he turned to see a slight wince on Michael’s face, his still unstable breath coming from his parted lips. Leaning over, he placed his lips on his, and just like Stuart, was surprised to find Michael’s lips soft and sweet. Then he sat up again and shook his head, finding it hard to believe he had actually kissed another male for the first time, and had found it very pleasant. He was thinking he was so glad Michael had been asleep and ignorant of what had been going on when he froze as he heard him call his name.
- Kyle…- That husky, sexy whisper made Kyle shiver.
Kyle looked back at him but his eyes were closed and he was smirking.
- Kyle? - He insisted.
- I’m right here, you ok? You need something? - “Uh oh, shouldn’t have asked that…” he thought.
Michael moaned and winced as he pushed his hips slightly off the bed tossed around some before he eased back down.
- Michael, are you alright? - “Apart from the hard on I’ve given him…”
- Yeah…sure…- He whispered and sighed.
- Sorry, dude, I didn’t mean to do that to you. - Kyle meant the flashback they had shared.
- You haven’t done anything to me, Kyle, yet…- Michael scoffed.
- Michael, I…I…- Kyle stuttered.
- Didn’t Max say he was ok with it? - Michael smiled biting his lower lips, his eyes still closed.
Kyle could understand why Zan had jumped on him like he had, cause that’s exactly what he wanted to do to him. Michael growled and slithered on the bed, watching Kyle through slitted eyes, the sweat from his forehead dripping down his temples as he watched Michael, open mouthed. The tall boy turned his face just a tad more to enable him to lock eyes with Kyle’s, as he opened his slowly, full of lust. Kyle was lost, drowning in the honey coloured pools, his hands were lured by the warmth between Michael’s thighs. He massaged the firm flesh and the tight muscles under the velvet skin refused to relax, as he responded to the magnetic attraction of the strong body under him, demanding his attention. Kyle’s hands went to his fly and the zipper ripped down before he could even touch it! “How did I do that?” he was asking himself when he felt his unrestricted cock slap against his belly, it had risen so fast! God! He had to get inside him!
- Michael! -
He landed between Michael’s wide apart thighs and pushed the head of his cock against the spot in Michael’s body he desperately wanted to penetrate. A pool of pre cum was forming to slick it up on the way in. Michael was bucking hard against him and, sure of himself, Kyle thrust it in. They grunted in sync, as Kyle forced his huge erection through Michael’s tightly clenched sphincter muscles. Kyle’s eyes rolled back into his head from the incredible amount of pleasure he was getting, feeling like he was ripping Michael in two. And Michael felt just that, as Kyle opened his way into him. It felt so good to be full with him, he was so deep inside him and he was so thick! Just like Max made himself just for him! It made him burn with the friction, he twisted both ways to make it go screwing into him. The next time he shoved into him, Michael did this cool move that had Kyle rammed right into his prostate and had him purring and grinding back as the powerful orgasm hit him and left him shuddering when Kyle thrust his cock deep in and held Michael tight against him as Zan had done in the flash when he entered him, until it started passing. Michael shifted his body and made Kyle lose it. He fucked him hard as wave after wave of pleasure was met by Michael’s spasms and contractions, having had his orgasm triggered back with the depth Kyle had reached. Michael sobbed and whimpered as he writhed in Kyle’s arms, who was hugging him as tight as he could. The strength of Michael’s alien orgasm shook Kyle as he absorbed what Michael was sending him through their connection, travelling all the way up to his brain, going into such overload that for a few seconds, he thought he would black out. Then Michael sent him his energy and he felt like he could keep coming into him for hours nonstop. But he knew it was the aftermath, and it was awesome! He felt sorry for what the human race was missing and he was so glad he could be one of the lucky ones. When it finally passed, and Kyle felt he could move again at his usual speed, he covered Michael’s back with kisses, whispering against the smooth muscles:
- I love you Michael, man, I never thought I would say this, but it’s true, I’d rather fuck you than anyone else in the universe, chicks included, I swear! -
- Can’t marry you Kyle, Maria would literally rip your head off. - He smirked and Kyle just had to kiss him.
As he stretched towards his mouth, Kyle felt his shrinking cock sliding out of Michael. They couldn’t help groaning in disappointment though they knew it was about to happen anyway. Kyle then changed his direction and lay back beside Michael, who slid over him and made the kiss possible, just like they both wanted.
ALIENS FULL TILT!