Dark Angel: What if?

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A/N: Thanks for reading. 2000 views, 20 reviews is great. Next chapter at 2500 views or 25 reviews (Which ever is first). Requests still welcome, anything goes. supmansup@gmail.com

Planning on eventually writing another multichapter story instead of these stand alones. Have a few ideas floating around in my head so maybe you'll see that soon.

This hasn't been Beta'ed so forgive me for any grammar errors.

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(What if Manticore wasn't completely neutered in season 2. Season 1 Manticore was a brainwashing, torturing, killing machine with a basement filled of monsters. Season 2 Manticore was a casual summer camp where commanding officers would trust your ever word and the basement was actually filled with a bunch of cuddly hugable misunderstood animal people. What if Renfro didn't take Alec's word as gospel, and made sure Max had been mated.)

Back stiff, arms straight, his eyes dead head Alec stood waiting just outside of Director Renfro’s office. It had been thirteen months since he last stood here, thirteen months of laying low, staying under her radar. He had promised himself he’d never end up back in PsyOps, never give Manticore a reason to send him back there, and he was making good on that promise until she showed up.

452, Max, or whatever she wanted to call herself. One of the 09’ escapees brought back home. She had dubbed him Alec at their first meeting and being such a sucker for a pretty face he had gone and lied for her, lied to the Director of all people. He was royally fucked.

“The Director will see you know.” The large guard that was standing outside her door announced.

Alec looked up at the taller man, “Great,” he mumbled out and entered the room. He wasn’t ready for what was waiting for him.

Renfro stood near the center of the large office, a smirk on her face as she hovered over a very naked, and very tied up Max. Max was bent over, her stomach pressed against down against a steel table. Her arms pulled behind her back, held down with straps that ran across the table holding her firmly down. Her tight little ass that he had been admiring for the last few days completely exposed to him. He had to bite his cheek to hold back the groan as he realized how wet she was, then it hit him, an intoxication scent of sex, lust, heat.

Alec forced himself to tear his eyes away from Max’s body and look back and Renfro who was now staring at him.

“Good to see you could make it, 494.”

What the fuck was going on was the first response that came to Alec but instead he kept quiet like the good little solder he was supposed to be.

Renfro took a step closer, “452 has been waiting for you.”

“…name is Max,” came a slurred response from the table. Renfro rolled her eyes.

“Ma’am?” Alec asked, his eyes darting from Renfro to Max to the single guard that stood in the room then back to Renfro.

“It’s simple 494, I want her,” Renfro nodded back towards Max,”Bred. Obviously whatever you two were or were not doing in her cell wasn’t getting the job done, so I’ve had to intervene.”

“Wait,” Alec stuttered out, “You want me to… here… now, in front of you…”

“Is that a problem solder? Because you know firsthand what happens to solders who are unable to follow orders.”
Alec knew what happened, PsyOps happened. He couldn’t go back there. “No, Ma’am, not a problem.”

“Good, then get to it.”

Swallowing hard Alec moved towards the bound Max. He could feel the heat radiating off of her, the closer he got the stronger her scent became.

“Don’t you…” Max mumbled out and jerked weakly against her bindings. Drugged and exhausted she could do little more squirm as she felt him approach from behind. “Don’t…” she groaned out, her body already betraying her, the heat from the injection coursed through her body, making her more wet and ready for him.

Despite himself, Alec felt himself harden in his pants at the sight of Max’s perfect little body squirming against her restraints. He didn’t want this, not like this, but he had no choice. With one hand he reached for his fly, the other giving Max’s firm ass a squeeze.

Max jerked forward with a grunt, her restraints keeping her from moving far. “I’ll fucking kill…”

“Now 452,” Renfro quickly injected. “Do we need to put something between those pretty lips of yours again or will you keep quiet.”

Max looked up at the guard in front of her, his sick smile staring back down at her. The large bulge in his pants clearly evident, she could still taste him on her lips. Defeated Max let her head fall back into the cold table.

“I’m sorry,” Alec whispered his voice barely hearable even to Max’s enhanced ears.

“Ohgod,” Max whined feeling his cock press against her. “Please.”

Ignoring the guilt that threatened to overtake him Alec leaned into her, his cock sliding between her wet flesh. He held back the groan as her body surrounded him and pushed himself deeper.

Wide eyed in disbelief, her fists clenching into tight fists behind her back, Max struggled to hold back a straggled moan as she felt his cock slid into her. “Ohhhno,” she cried unable to hold back any longer. With a thud she banged her head against the cold steel table in a desperate attempt to regain control of herself.

Grunting, Alec pulled back before quickly plunging himself back into her. Max’s body jerked and she let out a soft gasp her hips flexing as much as they could to increase the contact between their two bodies.

“No, no, no, no,” Max whimpered, lightly banging her head against the table in a futile attempt to ignore the pleasure coursing through her body. Another hard thrust from Alec had her moaning loudly. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t focus or feel anything but the feeling of the man behind her. Again he slammed into her, the sound of their bodies slapping together ringing in her ears as tremors of unbelievable pleasure built in the pit of her stomach.

Renfro watched, pleased with 452’s seemingly inability to reset the drugs they had pumped into her system and with 494’s more than willingness to precipitate in the mating. The way 452 withered and thrashed against her bindings, the sound of her moans, Renfro knew she finally had a way to break the stubborn X5.
His jaw clenched Alec picked up his pace. Fucking Max harder than she had ever been before, he slammed roughly into her tight little pussy causing her to cry out. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the feeling of her tight little body struggling against him. Faster, and faster he drove into her until he her scream and her body clench around him.

“Ohhhgod,” Max screamed cuming hard, her body thrashed widely against the table as she gasped for breathe. “No,” she whimpered softly and let her head fall back to the table. Waves of pleasure still washing through her body she blinked back the tears that pooled in her eyes, she had let Manticore win.

Exhausted Alec fell forward landing on top of Max.

“Getofme,” Max spat out, her voice dangerously low.

“That will be enough 494,” Renfro quickly ordered him before he had a chance to respond or even act. “You’re dismissed.”

Not wanting to push his luck Alec summoned the energy to stand, he pulled his pants up quickly and left the room without looking back. It wasn’t his fault, he was just following orders. The door slammed shut behind him, leaving Max alone with Renfro and the guard.

Back in the room Renfro smiled and leaned over to Max, “Look at you now 452,” Renfro whispered, a grin crossing her features as she watched Max’s sweat covered body heave with every deep breath. “What would your boyfriend think of you now.”

With energy she didn’t know she had Max jerked foward only to be stopped by her bindings an ince from Renfro’s face, “You bitch,” Max spat out, “I’m going to kill you.”

“Now, now, 452,” Renfro laughed, happy to finally get some response from the stubborn X5. Another string of curse filled threats erupted from Max’s mouth as she tugged against her restraints. Renfro quickly tired of hearing what ten years on the outside had done to Max’s vocabulary, looked up at the guard that stood ever present near the far wall. “Would you shut her up.”

Max snapped her head around to find the guard standing in front of her, his pants already open. She didn’t get a chance to speak before his hand tangled tightly in her hair and he wrenched her head up. Her gasp was quickly muffled as he forced himself passed her lips.

“Send the next one in.” Renfro order into the intercom, watching as Max jerked against the cock in her mouth, fighting valiantly for a moment before the effect of the mating drugs took over and she closed her eyes and began sucking eagerly, her hips gently rocking against the table.

The next X5 entered the room, but unlike Alec had little reservations about taking his place behind Max. With a quick thrust he was inside her and slowly the two men began to fuck the moaning Max.

From her desk Renfro watched, pleased with the current turn of events. If she couldn’t break the X5, she would breed her.