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No rest for the wicked

By: Vorador
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No rest for the wicked

First the official part:

Disclaimer:

1. I don't own Dark Angel otherwise there would be third season and I wouldn't write this story.

2. I'm not a native speaker so plz excuse the mistakes

3. Plz give me reviews

OK that should do

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No rest for the wicked

Prologue: Itching and scratching

Living quarters of Terminal City
Early morning

Max and Logan were on a beach watching the sun rise.

“This seems to be the right moment,” said Logan.

“You're missing the fact that I can't touch you without getting you killed!” replied an irritated Max.

“No Max, Dr. Shankar found a cure for the virus, I can touch you,” echoed Logan and kissed her.

Max was shocked that Logan would do something that stupid but to her surprise nothing happened. “You DID find a cure”, she beamed, kissing him back, "ok, no waiting this time, let's do it now!"

She looked for a good location and found a bed standing at the water's edge. When they arrived there (which took quite long considering that it was only 10 feet away. Perhaps the kissing had distracted them) Logan lay down and Max pulled her shirt over her head. When she looked down she almost jumped:

Logan had vanished. Instead Alec laid there smiling his cocky smile. "What to hell are you doing here?" Max yelled at him.

“Telling you that you are in heat again Maxie,” he replied.

Max awoke panting “Great. Can my life suck any harder?” she wondered.

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“That’s no good time for you getting horny," OC said," you can't avoid Logan in here and if you touch him.....”

"I know, I know Cindy," Max replied, "I just don't know what I can do to avoid this. I can't even lock myself in a room and wait till it's over, the other transgenics need me."

“Well, perhaps you should just scratch yourself,” OC suggested, “There are loads of hot X5s in here.”

“You know that hate doing this,” Max said wearily, “it always ends in a disaster.”

“Yes the male brain (although it's so small and not where it should be) always think that you want more than only sex,” Cindy contemplated ,“and I suppose women can't help you with this problem (perhaps with a high quality strap-on).”

“No I think I need a real man but thanks for the offer,” Max echoed, “I'll just try to ignore it and you slap me every time when I get carried away.”

“Ok, boo I'll try, but I still think that the idea with the strap-on is a good one”, Cindy joked.

Laughing Cindy and Max left the quarters to check the Command Center.

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The Command Center was always in a state of organized chaos: everyone seemed to have
something to do but there was no obvious order in these tasks. Several transgenics were checking the TVs for new information, others, including Logan were bent over plans of the sewers and searched a safe passage out of Terminal City.

“Good news Max,” Logan said when she entered the room, “we've found a safe passage out of here. I've already called Asha; she will organize some supplies for us, mainly weapons but also some food. Alec and some other X5s are already out there to get them”.

“That's great," Max purred, „then you have nothing to do and could help me with a very urgent problem”.

"Max? Are you alright? “Logan asked puzzled.

“I've never felt better”, she replied approaching him, “and I bet you'll soon feel the same way!”

“MAX,” Cindy shouted, hitting Max hard in the face, “GET A GRIP!”

“Oh my god!” Max said, bolting out of the room, “Sorry Logan gotta blaze.”

“What's the matter with her?” Logan asked Cindy.

“She has her usual twice a year problem, so you two shouldn't see each other till it's over, it's just too dangerous", Cindy said, "I guess, I'll better check on her.”

“Tell her that I'll run things until she acts normal again, “Logan said, wondering why she didn't let Alec fix this problem.

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Rooftop early evening

Max was sitting on rooftop thinking about her relationship with Logan. “Not only we can't touch, I can't even see him while I'm in heat. How can such a relationship work? What if we never find a cure? And he thought that she dropped him for Alec. How should she tell him that she still loved him and had used a fictional affair to protect him?”

Lost in these dark thoughts Max didn't hear Alec approaching and jumped when he said “Maxie?” She didn't want to be near any man (at least no human-looking man) until her heat was over. It was just embarrassing to get laid by complete strangers who always wanted more when she was back to normal. Especially she didn't want to get laid by Alec (although he was so damn handsome). Horrified by her own thoughts, Max tried to clear her mind before responding, “What do you want, Alec?”

“No need to be so rude Maxie,” Alec replied with his typical smirk (how sexy he looked when he did this......argh Max get a grip),“I just want to tell you that my mission today was a success, we’ve got enough food for the next two weeks and some ammunition and weapons. However, there is a problem: Mole told me that several transgenics have disappeared in the last days. All X-Series and all at night. Mole thinks that you should check this out.”

Max had hardly heard a word of what Alec was saying, she was distracted by the muscles under his shirt, wondering how he would look without clothes. Before she could stop herself, she leaned forward and kissed him. He was so shocked that he didn't kiss her back.

“Max?" he gasped, "what are you doing?”

“Alec, I want you, let's go to your quarter, NOW!” Max commanded, kissing him again.


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Alec's quarter

Luckily for both of them, Alec and Max reached Alec's room without being seen (Max didn't want to be seen getting laid by Alec, while Alec didn't want to be interrupted).

Once they entered the room and closed the door, Alec wasted no time and ripped Max shirt into shreds and started to kiss his way down her body.

“Stop teasing me!” she growled, slamming him into a wall, “Fuck me NOW and be GOOD!”

Alec was taken aback by her rough treatment but decided it was better to hurry up (she could be bitchy even she didn't want to get laid), even though she didn't know what she was missing.

In a fluid movement he slipped out of his trousers and boxers and reached for her jeans.
“Very impressing”, Max purred, studying him, “I hope that your are as good as you look. I don't like getting disappointed.”

“Don't worry about that Maxie," Alec replied, unbuttoning her jeans, “am I your first X5?”

“Enough talking”, Max snapped, lying down on Alec's mattock and removing her panties, “get going!”

“OK” Alec said, starting to lick her wet folds. Max' anger vanished instantly, never had anything felt this good. Alec continued licking her until he softly bit her clit bringing her to her first climax that night. He kissed his way up her body, over her stomach and across her breasts to kiss her passionately.

A small part of Alec's mind told him that Max will hate him in the morning and that he should stop and get out of the room as soon as possible. Alec rarely listened to this voice of reason; it always criticized his best ideas. Also he was far too horny to stop now.

While Alec was contemplating, Max was in heaven. Alec replaced his tongue with his fingers, rubbing her clit while his lips were caressing her neck, her shoulders and her face. Seconds before she came the second time Alec removed his fingers and slowly entered her, bringing her to another furious climax.

He started to move in her, first slowly and gentle, then faster and harder. He was amazed how tight she was and doubted he would last long. It felt better than with any other woman before and Alec wondered how Logan could have waited more than two years for this.

When Max felt her third climax approaching she bit Alec's shoulder, driving them both over the edge.

After their climaxes they collapsed on the mattress drifting to sleep.

a/n: Sry for the lack of story. I just wanted to have some smut in the first chapter so the impatient ones are satisfied. Now I'll start with the real story.

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A dark room somewhere in Seattle

“How is the operation going along?” Nicole Horne asked.

“Everything is going perfectly ma'am” Volrath replied, "no one seems to have noticed our activities."

“As I expected,” Ertai interrupted," there are few or none psy-ops in Terminal City. Without them, no one can stop us (of course I could defeat any psy-ops, due to my tremendous native ability)!"

“Excellent”, Horne replied, "continue the operation and don't leave any witnesses! You are dismissed!"

“The Cabal is here Ma'am!” Volrath said, leaving the room.

“And everywhere,” Horne muttered.
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