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Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You	By : girltype Category: 1 through F > Dark Angel Views: 5197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author�s note: You people still love me? Hmm? Good, I like being loved�but then again who doesn�t? I don�t reallve mve much to say right now�I just feel the need to say stuff. Grin

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Has Anyone Ever Written Anything for You?

Chapter 2: Frustration
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What would you do, to get to me?
What would you say, 
To have your way?
Would you give up,
Or try again?
If I hesitate to let you win
Or would you be yourself
Or play your role
Tell all the boys to keep it low
If I say no would you turn away
Or play me off
Or would you stay
At first you don�t succeed
Dust yourself off and try again
	~ Aaliyah, "Try Again"
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Max slid into the seat next to Original Cindy giving her a smile before grabbing a beer. "I�ve �bout had it with transgenic meat sacks tryin� to take my stuff." She gave a pointed look to Alec before shifting her wide brown eyes to where her plate had been.

"Max, you really should do something about this inability to share." Alec�s delectable pink lips were crushed together as the dark eyebrows pulled together over dancing green eyes. He ran a hand through his already tousled blonde hair as he pushed the plate back towards her. Looking at Jen with pursed lips he laughed, "such issues."

"I�ll share, just not with you." Her full carnelian lips quirked as her head made a whip like motion as she picked up a French fry.

"You are kind of hard on �im, boo." Original Cindy said with a tight smile at Alec, who was talking quietly to Sketchy. He turto gto grin at them, before Sketchy slapped at his arm motioning for a pool table.

"We�ll be back ladies."

"Don�t hurry," Jen said underneath her breath as she crossed her eyes and stuck her tongut att at Max. "Do you two never stop bickering like small children? I thought you had become friends or some cheesy shit like that."

"They�re friends, yes, but tensions still runnin� high." Rolling her eyes Original Cindy put one cocoa colored hand up in mock surrender when Max glared at her.

"I can�t help that he pisses me off." Looking past Jen towards the pool tables she grimaced. "He�s disgusting. They�ve been up there less then five minutes and he�s already got some bleach blonde hanging off his arm. Pathetic much."

"Can you really blame him?" Jen asked with a smirk. Looking over her shoulder at the man she couldn�t blame the blonde either. Tall, tan, muscled, strong jaw, perfect lips, skin like heaven, mysterious eyes, and enough charm to talk a fox out of it�s dinner; she didn�t know how a woman could refuse to take him for a test drive.

"Course I can. There�s no reason why I shouldn�t."

"If he weren�t such a cat, I�d call him a dog." Cindy took a bite out of one of Max�s fries with the delicate precision of a woman making a point.

"You have to feel alittle sorry for him!" Jen looked at the other two girls with wide eyes and an open mouth.

"Why? Cause he can�t decide what the flavor of the day should be?"

"No, because he has to have a flavor of the week."

"Huh?" Max�s eyebrows pulled together furrowing her brows softly, as she cocked her head slightly to the side.

"Think about it." Jen paused dramatically, waiting for the two women to actually think about what she was saying before going on. "He can�t get no satisfaction."

"What?" The voices were raised at the samme ame as the women stared at her.

Jen turned to Max patiently, "Have you ever had sex with an X5 much less a transgenic?"

"No." The look on her face spoke volumes of disgust.

"Don�t knock it, chic, not �til you�ve tried it. But that�s besides the point. You�ve had sex then with normal men, right?" At her nod, Jen looked to Cindy to see if she was following before starting again. "Any outside of heat?" Another nod before she went on. "How much did you have to hold back on a normal day?"

Max�s face went slightly pale, "hold back?"

"I�ll imagine that it was just enough that you had to be in control of yourself at all times, right?" Another nod. "In a normal�coupling who is the most likely to damage their partners, men or wom

"Men," Cindy said trying not to laugh that she was the one who had answered.

Jen smiled not having missed the irony, "Alec is a man, who has never been with another transgenic. A supple, strong, bend-y man who only has access to normal not so supple, not even one third as strong, and not usually quite so bend-y women.

"Which means�." Max let the sentence trail off.

"He�s never actually been able to�." Original Cindy let hers trail off as well.

Jen decided to finish from them. "Lose control or have an actual true release. How frustrated do you think he is? He has to go from chica to chica so he doesn�t break �em. What does it tell you, that while he was dating your co-workers, they were still able to ride their bikes everyday?"

"What?" Max was trying her best not to picture Alec doing�anything. Especially if the act didn�t� require clothing.

"He�s a very, very considerate lover." Both Cindy�s and Max�s eyebrows rose as they looked from each other to where Alec and Sketchy were playing pool. The blonde still hanging around as Alec smiled confidently down at her.

"Well, Max, if ya ev�r wanna help a brother out�" Cindy dodged a blow that never came, because Max wasn�t paying attention. Instead it was trained on Alec; her full bottom lip caught between pearly white teeth as her eyes racked the hard planes of his body. Those large wide slanted brown eyes sparkled as she ran her tongue slowly over her lips. "Max? Max!"

Her whole body jerked as she looked at Cindy, "What?"

"I said, �if ya ev�r wanna help a brother out��"

"That�s sick! Alec and me? Might I add gross?" Max rolled her eyes before turning her attention back to Alec who was heading back towards the table with Sketchy in tow. "I do kind of feel sorry for him though."

"Uh huh." Cindy smiled up at Alec patting the stool next to her. "Come sit next to Original Cindy, Suga� boo."

With a contented smile he sat down with a last wave at the blonde. "You know, I don�t particularly value brains in the girls I go after, but that one was just boring."

Sketchy laughed, "I couldn�t even go after her, and my standards are much lower."

The three women couldn�t help but shudder at the thought of a woman too stupid for either of the men to be interested, especially when she had the looks that the blonde had possessed. "Boo, what do you think about that leggy brunette over by the bar, she looks strong." Cindy asked while giving Alec an innocent wide-eyed look.

His face screwed up in thought before shrugging his shoulder. "She�s Kind of�." The sentence dropped off abruptly as he caught something. "Strong?"

"I meant cute!" Jen and Max shared a look doing their best to not look anywhere at Alec. "She looks cute."

Jen mouthed the word �smooth� when Alec had turned away to grab a beer. �Real smooth.� The glare she received only proved to cause snickers from Max.

"What�s so funny?" Sketchy asked his brown eyes blank and curious.

"We�ve been sniffin� things we probably shouldn�t have?" Jen raised an eyebrow at him trying not to laugh. Her lips had pulled into a tight line from the effort. That�s when her smile became evil. "So, Maxie, when was the last time you had a good lay?" The only thing that kept Alec from getting beer everywhere was his quick reflexes.

Max�s eyes became saucers as she turned an almost magenta pink. Her mouth flapped open while Original Cindy and Sketchy were assuming crash positions. Alec turned to Max with wide eyes, that were not only surprised but utterly curious. "Oh, look we need a refill, I�ll go get it!" Max�s voice was strangely controlled as she made a dash for the bar.

Alec turned on Jen, "Is that what you girls talk about when we leave? I�ve always wanted to know."

"Yeah, Alec, we always talk about sex when you boos leave." Original Cindy looked like she might have to slap him.

Jen was smiling as she watched sparks dance in Alec�s dark green eyes. "We only talk about it when we�re either having really great sex or being deprived of it. I�m not telling you which it was that started the conversation."

"I�m guessing Max is pretty deprived at this point."

"Shut up, Alec!" Max said through gritted teeth as she placed a new pitcher down. "My love life is not up for discussion right now."

"We weren�t discussing your love life�" He smiled for a full ten seconds before she shoved him off his stool. "Ow." Rubbing at his backside he picked himself off the floor and sat back down on the stool glaring at Max, who was too busy glaring at Jen to care.

Jen just kept her head down and tried to look contrite without giggling. She was seriously starting to wonder if maybe she had had just a little too much to drink. Looking up at her companions she noticed that Original Cindy was starting to sway as was Sketchy, with a look of disgust she realized that the two X5s weren�t even slightly tipsy despite that they had been here long before anyone else. Damn superhuman metabolism.

Max had stopped glaring and was now staring blankly into her half-empty glass of beer. Try as she might she couldn�t get the image of Alec out of her head, an image complete with bare chest. Unconsciously biting her lip again she kept seeing the hard muscles rippling under satin soft skin, before she realized what was happening she started wondering what it would be like to run her tongue over those well defined ridges of his abdomen. Shaking the picture out of her head she had to try not to look at Alec, who was shooting her curious glances. Standing up she smiled at her friends weakly, "I should get goin� it was hard night. I wanna soak in a long bath."

"Think you can give me a ride back to my place?" Alec asked doing his best impression of a sad puppy dog.

She had to swallow hard before she could even answer, "yeah, whatever."

"Thanks," he grabbed his jacket slapping Sketchy�s hand and nodding his head at the two women. "Catch ya later." With that he was hurrying to catch up with his ride, who was already half way to the door.

Once outside the cool air caressed their skin, a reminder that winter was just settling in. Alec figured it would snow sometime in the next two weeks. Throwing a leg over the motorcycle he deposited himself behind Max gracefully. Slipping one arm around her waist to steady himself he felt her stomach muscles tighten under his soft touch, she felt like silk.

Then they were roaring down the street at break-neck speeds, the wind tossing their hair everywhich way so that Alec had to bury his head almost in the crook of Max�s neck so her ebony locks wouldn�t keep smacking his face. He was smiling softly into her ear, enjoying being able to touch her. Though they were attempting to be friends they still only touched when they were either fighting or riding on Max�s motorcycle. He had the strongest urge to rest his cheek against her neck, and found himself forcefully ignoring just how good she smelled.
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