21-Apr-2004
Title: Yariika
Author: Christine
Email: Devilkitty@speakeasy.net
Pairing: 1x2
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: TENTACLES!!!! AU, NSC. Inspired by "Spy of Darkness".
Treize Khushrenada looked at the man that was in the lab that he just broke into. He was here to steal the project that these scientists had created. He and his crew had invaded this place, leaving a wide trail of destruction behind them. Everyone in the place was dead except for one of the scientists. He had been kept alive when they found out that he was one of the nuts that was in charge of the place.
"Just want to make sure that I am in the right laboratory," Treize drawled. "Japan is filled with laboratories that are working secret government projects."
He wasn't surprised to see that the old guy glaring at him. Or trying to. Behind the coke bottle glasses that the scientist wore, it was hard to see his eyes. He figured that he would be docile for now, especially since he just blown out the brains of one of the lab assistants onto the wall next to where he was standing. That was after he and his people had killed anyone that they had met.
"We are not who you think you are. Our project was simply studies in plant genetics," the scientist protested.
"So that is why you have a naked man floating in a canister, like this was a bad SF movie?" Treize asked him sarcastically. "Are you not J. Gundam, the biochemist whose research in human modification has always been on the leading edge of that field?"
"It is not what you think it is," J protested
"I know that you were working on a prototype super soldier for the government. I have looked at all the research that you had published up until three years ago," Treize told him. "Then you fell of the face of the Earth."
"Don't... " J pleaded. He recognized his captor. Khushrenada was infamous for his mercenary acquisition of biotechnology and selling it to the highest bidder. He had been one of the things that the government had been worried about when this project started. The other had been public opinion, especially after it had turned out the way that it did. "This isn't... "
"He's going out to the highest bidder as soon as we get him out of here," Treize said over him. "Now is not the time to start this, unless you want to end up like the others. Right now you are still useful to me. However, that might not last too long if you make me angry."
"Something went wrong... " J started to try to explain.
He fell silent when he noticed that somebody had run into the lab that the observation room overlooked. It appeared to be one of the computer technicians, trying to escape the mercenaries that were chasing him. The youth was panting, clearly out of breath and ready to collapse. The two bruisers that followed him shot at him, thankfully missing him, but hitting the specimen in the tank. The intern dived under a bench, desperate to get out of the line of fire. J held his breath, the bullet had shattered the holding tank and his creation was free.
That had only happened once before and that was when they had learned of the lethal flaw that was in his invention.
Heero coughed and cleared the liquid out of his lungs. He smelled blood and fear in the air, mixed in with other things that told him that the area was under attack. He noted the three people that were in the room. The one that was trying to hide was not a threat. The two with guns were and he moved to take them out. They never even knew what hit them. Heero charged the first man, whose bullet had freed him from his tank. He threw him to the ground and then twisted his head off, with mo more effort then it took to open a jar of jam. Heero tossed the head away, ignoring the fountain of blood the drenched him. He casually avoided the gunfire that the other goon was attempting to hit him with and when he got close enough, pulled the gun out of his hand. It was too bad that the man's arm had come with the gun, ripped off at his shoulder, as if he was an overcooked chicken. His scream of pain was cut short by a sharp blow to his throat, crushing his windpipe and killing him within moments.
Heero ignored the bodies to search out the third person that he had seen. He knew that remaining person was not a target, because he had been chased by those two that had been considered targets to him. Anyone with weapon and had not been designated as a friend was to be eliminated. Once those had been done away with, there was something else that he had to do. It was an impulse that he hadn't been able to fight the first time and now... now he didn't want to.
Treize watched it all with a small smile on his face. It was worth it to lose those two idiots if he got to see what he was getting in action. He hoped that this had been captured on tape; it would make a wonderful demo for the buyers. It always paid to show them what they were paying a small fortune for. He'd get rich renting this one out to anyone that wanted to use him to get rid of their problems.
J watched the entire thing, shocked. It had taken less then a minute to eliminate those that Heero considered a threat. Their deaths had been quick and considering what was going to happen next, merciful.
"Get the boy out of there," J said hoarsely.
"Why?" Treize asked, cocking an eyebrow at his captive.
"All the adrenaline that has been generated by the fight has to be channeled someplace once the threat is eliminated," J started to explain. "We found out that the subject works it off in a rather unusual manner. We had no idea that this would happen."
"And that has to do with the boy how?" Treize asked.
Heero lifted up the bench that the third one had been hiding under and threw it across the room. He pulled hiding man to his feet and bent down to kiss him, hard.
Treize was intrigued by what he was seeing. He noted that the specimen had an impressive erection, hard and drooling precum almost since the beginning of the fight. It also seemed freakishly larger then it should be on a man that size. Treize was surprised to note that the thing had also had no scrotum... did that mean that it wasn't fertile?
"Sex and violence had always been linked physiologically as well as chemically, we just didn't know how close it was until the preliminary testing had been done," J whispered brokenly. "The Specimen... Heero had killed everything that had been thrown at him. He then attacked the assistant that was monitoring the situation. She... she was very badly used by Heero. Because of the damage that had been done to her, her mind broke."
Heero found his new target. He noted the long brownish hair and the wide violet eyes, he thought that it was a female for a moment until he kissed him. The body that he was molesting was all male, hard muscled, but docile due to exhaustion and fear. He clawed at his clothes, wanting skin to skin contact before he took him. The man made a small sound of protest deep in his throat as he continued to caress and kiss him. Heero ignored it. This one was his and he would take him. He needed to mate right now. That was the reward for a successful fight, mating.
Duo thought that he was dead, like the rest of his team, until the bad guys had some how screwed up and he managed to run away from them. He had never been in this part of the building before; it was off limits to those that weren't on the team that worked here. The cleaning crew didn't even come in here. But the guy that he had gotten a quick look at in some sort of weird tank before trying to hide in here was freed and killed the ones that had been chasing him. That had been the good part. The bad part was now, when his savior was ripping his clothes off and kissing him. The guy was covered in blood and Duo doubted that 'no' was a word that he wanted to hear right now. Not when he was shoving a surprisingly flexible tongue down his throat. It didn't take a genius to figure out where this was going and his stomach clenched at the thought, bile rising in his throat.
His clothes were torn off him, even his jeans were being ripped off him like they were thin cotton. Duo punched his captor, trying to make him let him go. It was a fruitless effort on his part; none of his blows seemed to even make him flinch. Soon he was naked and the man was rubbing his blood covered body against him. The blood was starting to get tacky and felt really odd against his skin. Duo moaned in fear when he felt that huge, hot cock rubbing against him. That must have been some sort of signal to his attacker because he turned him around, bending him over the wreck of the lab table and shoving his cock into his ass with no preparation.
Duo sobbed once as he felt his rapist's cock force its way into him. Duo was surprised that it didn't hurt as much as he thought it would, somehow it was slick and that made it easier for him to endure the pain that he was feeling. It was big though and felt much bigger inside of him then it had when it was rubbing against him. Something felt like it was tearing up his gut, he knew what it was, but preferred to think of it as 'something'. It was going deeper into him then he ever could imagine that someone could. He clenched his teeth to avoid making another sound, not wanting to give this stranger the satisfaction of hearing him in pain. He had thought that the goons were bad, but they were just going to kill him. This was much worse then that. He closed his eyes and hoped that he survived this, torn between that and wanting to die because this was happening to him.
Soon the pain gave way to pleasure. Duo was stunned to feel slime starting to trail down his legs. He had thought that it was blood at first, but it didn't feel right. This was much too gooey to be blood. He moaned, in pleasure this time, as he felt as something inside him began to feel very good. That was a signal to rapist, his moans, Duo thought hazily when her realized that caused what was in his to get longer and thicker. Not that it didn't feel just as good to him as it did before this guy somehow that thing to his cock. Something was being touched inside him that was giving him a hard-on and making him want to come, as humiliating as that was to him. He was being raped and he was enjoying it!
Heero moaned as he thrust hard into the squirming boy beneath him. He was tighter then the woman had been and he thickened his cock to feel that tightness better. He didn't know how he could do that, but he could and took pleasure in it. As Heero forced that organ to go deeper into the body trapped below him, he let loose his other tentacles to caress and possess the one that he was using fully, to enjoy every inch of his body. Penis-shaped and flexible, they exploded out of his arms and legs, writhing frantically in the air before wrapping themselves around the one that he was using. Heero carefully inserted a tentacle pass the lips of the boy, forcing his mouth open. He was gratified when his partner started to instinctively suck on it and he groaned with pleasure. He used his hands to support and restrain the one that was beneath him and he started to enjoy all the sensations that his tentacles were feeling, especially the ones that were inside the man. Several more tentacles forced themselves into the mouth of his mate and into his opening, squeezing past his main tentacle.
The rest of them wildly stroked the boy, caressing his arms and legs. Two of them started to rub against his nipples, feeling them harden under their attentions. One was playing with the other's cock, pulling on it while several more stroked the inside of his thighs, his sack and the skin around his opening, anyplace that he could touch. Heero moaned with pleasure, his mate's skin was so smooth and he was so responsive to his attentions.
Heero came, the tentacle in the boy's mouth filling it with his fluid, causing him to choke al little, but he swallowed most of it. Periodically, other parts of him came also, reacting to the bliss that this one was giving him, responding to his attentions. Soon his mate was covered with his essence, writhing from the pleasure that he was giving him. But he was still was missing something. Heero pounded harder, frantically into the body beneath him, knowing that soon they would both reach the goal that he had set for them. It did not matter to him that his mate had been unwilling in the beginning, now he was silently begging for it. He was moving with the motion that he was making, responding to his tentacles' touch wonderfully.
Heero doubted that he knew that he was whining through the tentacle that was in his mouth. Heero just let it stay in there, not minding that his mate was too far gone in its own pleasure grasp what was happening. He felt his mate come, tightening around him, showing him that he had found his own release. Heero growled had shoved harder into him, exploding in him and flooding him with his come as his mate signaled to those that were watching him that he had pleased him. Heero wasn't surprised when he sagged in his arms. He was feeling drained also. He cradled his mate in his arm, and then stared up at the two that were watching him, his creator and a stranger. He knew that the last time that he had tried to choose a mate, he had been punished and locked into that tube. He knew that the last time he had made a mistake. A female was too noisy and too frail to mate with, because she had been the one that was covered in blood last time. This person was the one that he wanted and hoped that he could repeat this experience with him over and over again.
Duo felt something change with the man that was behind him. He heard numerous small ripping sounds and then it seemed that the air was filled with things that waved around him. He felt like he was surrounded by squid. What was happening here? His rapist pinned him to the table, holding him so hard that he felt the bruises forming already. Then there were these slippery things touching him all over, stroking him in places he didn't want to be touched. He opened his eyes to see something waving in front of his face, trying to get into his mouth. After caressing his cheeks for a few seconds, the thing found his lips and forced its way past his lips. Duo didn't fight it; he relaxed his jaw and let this thing into his mouth. He unconsciously started sucking on it, surprised that it didn't taste or feel bad. He was startled to hear a moan of pleasure from the man behind him and realized that this was part of him. He realized that all the things... [tentacles]... that were touching him were all part of the man that was raping him. He didn't care after he started being caressed by these tentacles, the pleasure outweighing the small stab of fear that knowledge had given him and the shame that he was enjoying his own rape.
Duo was startled when the tentacle in his mouth spewed out a hot, thick liquid. He swallowed it, gulping it down to avoid choking, coughing a little when he couldn't keep up with the flow. All he felt was ecstasy, being stroked constantly in places he didn't even know that would feel good if someone touched them. Once in a while, he felt one of the tentacles spurt on him, parts of his attacker coming, even if he hadn't come in his ass yet. Duo was being pounded relentlessly, powerful movements that should have driven him through that table that he was being bent over, saved only by the fact that he was being held firmly place by a very powerful grip. He felt that he was going to break, the pleasure that was building in his body from all the sensuous attention it was getting. He didn't know how long it took before it happened, when this creature hit something inside him often enough to make him come.
Duo screamed when it happened, when pure molten ecstasy filled his veins and his spilled into the tentacles that were stroking his cock. He was astounded to feel the monster behind him come inside him when that happened, flooding his insides with his come, shooting so much come into his ass that he felt it would spill out of his mouth. All he knew was that when they both were finished he was so overwhelmed by all that had happened that he passed out.
Heero snarled at the stranger that was with his creator. That the man was threatening him with a gun made no difference to him. He had what he wanted in his arms. His tentacles stroked his mate's unconscious body fondly. It had been so delightful with him, much better then the female that he had the first time. Even with the extra orifice that she had, she wasn't as pleasing as this one had been. She had taught him an important lesson though, she had showed him how fragile the humans were. After a few thrusts she had broken, with only having a few of his tentacles in her. That lesson had let him enjoy this one much more. He was more careful about how thick and how many of them he used. He also remembered that humans had to breathe and kept the one in the mouth at a size that was manageable for him and still let him enjoy his mouth.
"You're coming with me," the stranger threatened him.
Heero snorted and ignored him. The pitiful weapon that he had wouldn't hurt him enough before he could kill him.
"I told you that... " J started.
Treize sighed and wondered why it was that geniuses were always so stupid. He fought the impulse to shoot the man, knowing that he needed him so that he could make more of this wonderful creature. Watching that thing work over the boy was breathtaking and he had resisted playing with the erection that it gave him though sheer strength of will. He could enjoy the show when they got back to his headquarters.
"You come with me or I turn your new playmate into garbage," Treize told Heero calmly. The kid looked like he was out of it, but this thing wouldn't be still fooling with him if he was a corpse. At least he hoped not.
Heero snarled and then nodded, cradling the boy to his chest as he stood up. Heero retracted most of his tentacles, leaving one out to wrap around his mate's wrist loosely. He was oddly pleased that his mate muttered at that gesture.
"That is a smart tentacle monster," Treize told J.
"His name is Heero," J told him tiredly. He hoped that the boy was still alive and sane.
"You named it?" Treize asked him.
"Human Evolution with Emotions Removed:One," J told him "H E E RO."
"That's sick," Treize told him. You don't name experiments, you use them.
"We were trying to build a super soldier, without the emotional baggage of free will that would be the next logical step in evolution, just that we tinkered with the genome to make it happen faster. We might have added a few things... " J's voice trailed off. They had added more then a few things to get this outcome. They had been like kids with a new toy, not caring what kind of results that they were going to get because of their work.
"I doubt that tentacles are something that are going to appear in the human race any time soon," Treize told him dryly.
"That was so that he could function underwater for a limited amount of time, I told Gene that he shouldn't have done that cross over with an octopus... " J muttered before he realized whom he was talking to.
"Heero seems to have enough emotion in him to worry about his new friend, so I can tell you that isn't working too well either," Treize told him.
"Lust seems to be the only thing that he can feel. He'll kill for you without a problem, but that seems to trigger something in him because of hormones that are involved, which in turn makes him sexually attack the nearest thing that is alive, once he has achieved his objective," J told him. "I have no idea where the tentacles came from or even how he controls them."
"That he will kill for me is all that I require now," Treize told him. He then grinned lecherously. "I think that he will be willing to do a few other things for me too. Watching him with that young man was most... satisfying. I can think of several people that I would like to see in that position."
One of those people being his very rebellious second in command and occasional fuck toy, Zechs Marquise. He hadn't brought Zechs along with him for this raid and very glad of that now. He could think about more then a few things that this Heero could be doing to Zechs, while he was sucking on his cock. Being fucked by this thing would make him more appreciative of some of his sexual demands.
Treize was surprised to see that other then the one tentacle that had sprouted from somewhere that he couldn't see, the creature's tentacles had been absorbed back into his body, including the one that he thought had been a penis from the position that it was in. All that was left of that impressive specimen was a small stub. There were no scars, nothing to show that only minutes before this, the man in front of him had been something out of a bad adult anime. Now he looked like as sexless doll.
J sighed and slipped off the lab coat that he was wearing. "Heero, he started sternly, "put this on the boy."
Heero stared at J for a moment before starting to wrap the lab coat around his new mate. J, out of all the ones that worked with him or on him, had been the only one that bothered to care about treating him as if he was intelligent. If he thought that his mate needed clothing, he would let him supply it.
Duo stirred when he felt something being put over him. His eyes fluttered open and for a moment he couldn't really remember why he felt so slimy. It all came back to him though and he threw himself out of the arms of whoever was holding him, just wanting to get away. He heard cruel laughter at that move and the thing that was around his wrist tightened like it was a steel band. Duo tugged at it and tried to crawl away because he knew that walking wasn't going to get him too far. He ached all over and doubted that he would be able to run anymore. But the thing on his wrist wasn't budging and he was stuck here.
"The only reason that you aren't dead like the rest of them is because my new monster... Heero... wants to play with you still. When that ceases to amuse him... well I doubt if anyone else would be interested in his leavings," someone said above him.
Duo tilted back his head and looked up at whoever was talking to him. He saw a tall man, with cold eyes looking down at him. He could be considered handsome by some, but all Duo felt was fear. There was an older man with him, wearing thick glasses with braces on his legs and claw hand. Duo had seen him around the institute during the weeks that he had been here, but never learned the man's name. He flushed when he realized that there had witnesses to what had just happened to him.
"What's your name boy?" J asked him gently. He knew that the child was terrified and Khushrenada was not helping him feel any better. "My name is J."
Duo whispered, "Duo. I work in the computer room, running the servers. They... they're all dead. Everyone's... gone."
"Everyone's corpse in this place Duo," Treize told him rudely. "You, the doctor and lover-boy are only survivors."
Duo shuddered and Heero threw the lab coat over him again. He didn't like the stranger, but would obey him. To do otherwise be foolish. He now knew the name of his mate and he would take care of him. If the foolish one though that he would tire of him, he was mistaken! The man wanted him to kill for him and thought that he could control him. Heero would let him have his illusions. He would kill for him because he wanted to and for no other reason.
Treize grinned at that gesture and motioned for Heero to stand up. Heero stood up and made sure that he was between the stranger and his mate at all times. Treize laughed out loud at him when he realized what Heero was doing. If he wanted Duo he would take him. He might do that anyway to show his monster who was in charge.
"I wouldn't," J told him quietly. "Heero will rip you apart."
"Whatever do you mean?" Treize mocked him. he thought that he knew what the old man was talking about. "That Duo is the last person that I would touch," Treize told him haughtily. If this old man could tell what he wanted to do then he was losing it. "I would not take that thing's leavings."
Duo stumbled out of the lab, numb to what was happening and content to have Heero lead him about. He couldn't escape these people and they weren't going to kill him, so all that he could do was endure.
The End
Christine
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