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Making You Better	By : ChibiAyane Category: Stargate: SG-1 > Stargate Atlantis Views: 1240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Stargate or its characters. This story is for fun only.

Chapter List
- 1-Taken
- 2-Changed
- 3-Violated
- 4-Cooperation
- 5-Abuse
- 6-Hope
- 7-Rescue
- 8-News
- 9-Past
- 10-Talk
- 11-Attempt
- 12-Assault
- 13-Exam
- 14-Home
- 4
- 5
- 6
Making You Better Chapter 5

After he was finished, Michael simply chained John's ankles down once more and left him naked on the table, bruised and sore and covered in things he didn't want to think about.

He just laid there and thought about his situation. He didn't much like where that train of thought was going either. He knew his friends were looking for him, and he knew that if anyone could find him it was McKay and Todd. So if they were working together, he held out hope that he'd be rescued soon. But another part of him had done the math on the probability of them finding him with an entire galaxy to search, and his hope took a huge blow, so he resolved not to think about it anymore.

After a while, John swore that he could hear voices. It took him several hours to realize he was hearing them in his head. It dawned on him that he was developing the wraith telepathic abilities.

He couldn't quite make out any solid thoughts yet. There didn't seem to be much in the minds of Michael's 'children', his hybrids. The only thing that was really present in their minds was the need to obey orders.

John started focusing on probing the minds around him, it wasn't like he had anything better to do. When he was starting to get the hang of it, he came across a mind that was more than the others. More organized? More complex? And filled with ambition and pride and a sense of accomplishment.

When John figured out that he was connecting with Michael, it was too late to back out without being noticed. Michael had sensed him and immediately headed straight for John, his mind filled with elation and triumph.

John hastily pulled back, his heart rate picking up in a slight panic. Less than a minute later, Michael burst into the room excitedly. He walked up to the left side of the table John was on. His hand found John's cheek instinctively, and John was noticing a pattern of behavior.

“Your mind has evolved more quickly than I thought it would,” Michael stated in amazement, excitement seeming to have stolen his breath away. “Your transformation is nearly complete.”

“Then let me off this table,” John demanded. “I'm sore and hungry and if I don't get out of this room, I'm going to lose that mind you've been trying so hard to augment.”

“Are you going to try to run?” Michael asked skeptically.

“No,” John said after a moment of hesitation.

“Let me get you some clothes,” Michael said, leaving the room.

John sighed heavily, rattling his chains impatiently.

Michael was back a few minutes later. He set the clothes aside and moved to undo the chains, watching John carefully, as he unlocked the chains around his ankles first, then moved to his wrists and paused.

“If you try to run or cause trouble,” Michael warned. “I will punish you and lock you up again.”

“Fine,” John said.

Michael removed the chains from his wrists and helped him to sit up. John's muscles screamed, and he groaned as he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the table. Michael carefully removed the electrodes he'd attached to John, then stepped between the Atlantian's thighs. John immediately tensed up, as Michael took both of his hands in his own. He raised them to his mouth and he kissed the bruises and abrasions left on John's wrists by the harsh steel.

The hybrid looked up into John's eyes as John remained silent. His gaze was filled with what looked like love, and something more troubling – obsession. That's what worried John the most.

Reaching behind him, Michael retrieved the clothes he'd found for John. They were SGC standard issue, and that bothered John more still. Where was Michael getting all these Earth supplies?

“Thank you,” John said hesitantly, deciding to worry about the issue later. Michael gave a vague smile and helped John to get dressed, even though John insisted he could do it himself. The hybrid's hands wandered as he slid the pants up to John's hips, and lowered the shirt over his chest. The Colonel decided to try to ignore the lack of undergarments.

Michael wrapped his arms around John's waist, once he was fully dressed and standing on his own two feet. He pulled his mate close and pressed his nose to John's neck, where scent glands were giving off pheromones. He pulled a deep inhale and sampled a taste of John's scent. John allowed it – for now.

“You're perfect,” Michael breathed against John's throat, pressing his body closer.

John froze when he felt Michael's erection pressing against his hip. He kissed John's neck, his arms tightening their embrace. John's hands pushed weakly at Michael's chest.

“Not now, Michael. I'm still sore from before,” John whispered.

But Michael didn't seem to hear him, because his hands went down and grabbed handfuls of John's perfect ass.

“Michael!” John begged, pushing against the hybrid to no avail. He only felt Michael grind against him, the hybrid seeming to be deaf to John's protests.

It had to be the pheromones Michael had mentioned because this happened every time he came close to John.

“Michael!” John shouted. “Stop!”

Michael pushed John back against the edge of the table, his hands skimming up the back of John's shirt. He bit down on the join between John's neck and shoulder. John groaned in pain, biting his lip against the urge to make any louder sounds.

John's anger spiked and he put everything he had into pushing Michael back. The hybrid only stumbled back a few steps, bumping into a work station. Michael glared up at John angrily, barely contained rage in his gaze and stance. John realized that he could now smell Michael's anger.

“Not now,” John said with as much steel in his voice as he could muster.

Michael advanced on John in two large steps. He grabbed John by his shoulders in a bruising grip. He forced his lips against John's but John turned his face away.

“No!” John snapped.

“You will not refuse me!” Michael shouted. “I warned you about trying to get away!”

“I'm not trying to get away! I just don't want you to fuck me again!” John growled.

“You don't get a choice!” Michael hissed.

He flipped John around and bent him over the table. John swung his arm backward and caught Michael in the ribs. However, it only seemed to antagonize him. Michael became rougher. He held John's wrists behind his back with one hand, the other yanking John's pants down to his knees.

Michael wasn't interested in the new organ this time. Without warning, he pushed two dry fingers into John's ass, forcing a shout of pain from the soldier. Michael growled with pleasure, as he bent over John's back to nibble at his mate's neck.

“You didn't think I only wanted you for reproduction, did you?” Michael purred into John's ear. He wriggled his fingers around in John's body, John becoming slick with what he assumed was blood. “I want you for pleasure, too, John.”

He pulled his fingers out of John, brought them up to his mouth and licked them. He then reached down and pushed his barely wet fingers back in. The fingers scissored inside John, as the Colonel gritted his teeth against the pain.

Then Michael's fingers touched on something inside him. John shouted out in surprised pleasure, and Michael groaned in approval.

“Found your prostate,” the hybrid said.

Michael pulled his fingers out and replaced them with something much bigger. With one powerful thrust, he was as deep as he could get into John's warmth, blood easing his way. John could not stop the scream that sliced its way out of his throat.

Michael moaned loudly. "Yes!" he cried out. He stayed still for only a moment before he began fucking John hard and fast.

John felt shame swell inside him as he felt his dick harden against his will from the assault on his prostate gland. Michael's cock dragged over it again and again. John felt the pain of something tear, the pain of it not being quite enough to dampen the pleasure he was feeling. As a result, he didn't control the unexpected moan that went with his sudden orgasm.

John was immediately disgusted with himself for feeling any pleasure at all with this violation, much less enough to cum. Michael laughed softly – feeling, smelling and loving John's release.

“I knew you wouldn't resist me forever,” Michael said, speeding up his jarring thrusts. It didn't take much more for John's tight body to bring Michael off. The hybrid came deep inside John, then slumped over his back, panting heavily.

“You were meant for me, John,” Michael sighed with satisfaction after this round with his new mate.

John didn't respond. He stayed silent, imagining all the ways he was going to maim Michael before he killed him after he figured out how to escape from here.

Michael finally let go of John's wrists, then pulled himself out of John's body, tutting at the amount of blood coming out of him.

"If only you'd cooperated more," Michael chastised. "You wouldn't have had to experience this pain." The hybrid scientist moved away for a moment after he'd straightened his clothes.

“Don't move,” he instructed, coming back with a tin of salve. “My own creation, meant to improve the healing process for my hybrids.”

He gathered a generous amount of it onto his fingers and pushed it into John, who hissed at the cold texture. It stung John's insides, making him tense from the pain, which started to ease after a few moments.

"Next time, you'll cooperate, won't you?" Michael asked though it sounded more like a command.

He pulled John's pants back up after he was satisfied that he wouldn't bleed anymore. He adjusted John's clothes as he helped him to stand up again.

John was a bit shaky and very sore. He didn't make eye contact with Michael, more than a little subdued. Michael took John's hand. “Come. Let me show you your new home.”

To be continued.
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