"First I was tasked with security but left my post near General Gordon." Maya took a deep ragged breath and cautiously looked into Heine's eyes.
Heine was silent
"Second, Xiao Yan is on a high security alert. I took him out of the restaurant without any guards to escort him."
Heine eyes scraped over Maya, his gaze dragging painful sparks down his frame. The young major swallowed heavily at the friction.
"Third, I shouldn't have allowed Xiao Yan to get intoxicated. Such a state reduces his ability and judgement. Should a sudden crisis occur he would be in a dangerous situation."
"Hm." Heine softly answered.
Maya stood rooted in place not sure what to do. Should he escort Xiao back to his room or return to Gordon?
"Go back to Major General."
The curt order stunned Maya. He quickly responded, "Yes Colonel," and turned to leave the room.
As he crossed the threshold, Maya's lips tilted into a smile.
Heine adjusted the system settings and continued his training. After a half an hour there were no other simulations available to launch
He walked slowly into the bathroom and dropped to one knee in front of Xiao Yan. Xiao's head was lowered and his hands fell limply at his side. His uniform was torn from his collar down, exposing a large expanse of skin. His legs were spread out and his pants were hanging dangerously low on his hips.
"Wake up."
Xiao Yan smiled sleepily and then was immediately struck with a cold current the minute he saw the stern face of Heine Burton..
"Colonel Burton!"
Unfortunately, the power of alcohol had not released its hold and the minute he stood, his pants hit the ground and his thighs were bare. Xiao Yan attempted to yank them up and stand straight.
Well he thought he was standing straight, in actuality Heine was watching him sway side to side.
"Your army pants belt." Heine said as he stood.
"Ah?" Xiao ran through his muddled thoughts, he remembered dancing with the special forces and the wine...wasn't quite sure where his belt had gone to.
Heine didn't wait for him to answer before he continued.
"Can you walk?"
Xiao swallowed nervously and nodded severely, "I can...Co..colonel."
"Let's go."
Xiao Yan froze for a minute. This meant that Heine was sending him back to his room. The trip back was a long and embarrassing venture for Xiao. He walked down the hallway as his pants continued to fall. Eventually he adopted a suitable waddle and staggered down the passage. Colonel Burton didn't say a word, his simply kept his distance and followed him back. Xiao's head was a mess and he couldn't drag his thoughts together. He reached the door to his room and scanned his finger. However, the door didn't open.
"Huh?" Xiao stared at the panel confused. He used another finger , but still the door did not respond. He tried every finger with the same outcome.
Heine Burton stood behind him, his looming presence made Xiao anxious and his sense of urgency increased in his panic. He hastily opened his com and contacted the quartermaster.
"Xiao Yan student id 1665 my door is not—"
Suddenly Heine gripped his wrist, terminating the connection. Right when Xiao turned around Heine's arm wrapped around and touched the id pad.
The door slid open.
Xiao snorted and laughed. "Colonel Burton can open my door. How convenient!"
The instant he entered the room Xiao felt completely relaxed.
Must be the relief of arriving home, he thought.
He collapsed on the couch, and his eyes narrowed to half mast. His lids felt heavy and soon his breathing slipped into even intervals. Then the sofa sank beside him. He felt Heine's palms lay gently on his back. The perfect pressure of his hand felt good and Xiao relaxed even further.
Then he left and Xiao instinctively frowned. Soon, his chin was lifted and a cup was pressed to his lips. He sipped the cool water and opened his eyes to see Heine beside him.
"Heine...Heine Burton..."
"Yes, you still know me." His voice was cold and faint.
Ah... that detached expression ...that frosty tone. Irritating! Irritating! So fucking irritating!
"How could I not recognize you!"
"Hm." The other person pressed the cup into Xiao Yan's hands indicating for him to continue sipping the water.
Then Heine turned his back to Xiao Yan.
As if electrocuted Xiao Yan shot to his feet.
"I hate having to always watch your back!" Despite his slight sway, his words were perfectly enunciated.
He thought Heine would simply walk away as always, but instead he turns back.
"Why?"
"Because it feels like I can't catch up with you! No matter what I do. I can research a neutralizing agent, I can develop a marker virus. I can tell you that one day I will figure out the drawbacks to the x-virus! It doesn't matter, you will still turn your fucking back to me! I can't beat you. I am only a burden on missions, so you don't look at me. You don't trust me like you do Liv and Mark. I am just dragging you down."
Xiao Yan stood there and his whole body shook with emotion. His pants slipped down and barely clung past his hips. Then he stepped forward and they dropped to the floor completely.
.
Heine's posture did not shift in the slightest.
Xiao Yan laughed at his own stupidity and fell back onto the couch. He was annoyed that he had so much to drink, his brain was just misfiring and jumbled.
He figured, that under the circumstances, Heine would completely ignore him.
But he didn't.
He walked up to him and slowly said, "I have been watching you."
The air seemed to separate and burst apart and a strange current flowed through the gaps.
"Ha?" Xiao Yan raised his head.
What did Heine say?
"No one can drag me down."
Xiao Yan realized that Heine was very seriously responding to his words.
"Wait until you finish the x-virus. I will hold you. No matter if you cry or beg me to stop. I will not."
Xiao Yan opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
What? Won't stop what? Why is his brain not working?
Heine's hand settled on Xiao head softly as though he were comforting a child.
Do you want to know how much tolerance the Colonel has for you?
Maya's words rang in Xiao Yan's ear.
It doesn't matter if he doesn't have the courage to continue this anymore.
So what if his shoulders are shattered by Heine, or if he breaks his arm? If he cowardly holds back, and stays in this rut, he will never get his answer.
Xiao's hands crash against Heine shoulders, Heine's doesn't even budge. Xiao Yan is not discouraged and he lowers his face toward Heine. As that moment he saw a shocking amount of emotion blaze through Heine's eyes.
This 10,000 year old iceberg had finally cracked.
For the first time in his life, Heine lost his center of gravity and fell backwards.
Xiao straddled him and his lips landed hard on his cheek bones. Luckily Heine reached a hand out to slow Xiao's momentum or he would have hurt himself slamming into Heine that hard.
"What are you doing?!" Heine's indifference dissolves and his eyebrows unexpectedly wrinkled.
For the first time in history Xiao is able to do what the most elite killers of the Surge have been unable to.
He took down Heine Burton.
I kissed you! Don't you feel unclean? You find this disgusting, right? Aren't you planning to kill me?
"I asked, what you are doing?" Heine's voice hisses through his teeth and his hands grip Xiao's arm so hard he can feel his bones crack.
I'm doing something stupid!
Even though the anger on Heine's face had reached a boiling point, Xiao Yan still sits on top of him, his heart beating out of his chest. He was sitting on this man and he was still alive. It is a miracle.
Xiao Yan stares at Heine and says nothing.
"Get up!" Heine let go of Xiao Yan's arm, but at the moment, Xiao Yan lowered his head again as if he no longer cared about life.
Heine instinctively reached his hand out to block and Xiao's kiss landed on his palm. The sound of his lips smacking his hand created a strangely large noise in the small room.
In an instant, something snaps in Heine Burton.
Heine's hand turned over, roughly gripped the back of his head and slammed him down.
His frantic kiss landed on Xiao's cheek, his nose inhaling his scent as though he wanted to devour him. Xiao could feel his desperation and he reached out to push at Heine's shoulders. Heine kissed his chin with incredible ferocity, he sucked on his jaw until he thought the flesh would pull off. Xiao Yan began to get nervous and Heine said nothing. In the tumult Xiao was pressed under him, Heine looked down at him with a gaze that threatened to pierce him through.
He tried to think of something to say but his brain was blank.
Was this another hallucination?
Suddenly, a sharp pain tensed his muscles. Heine was kissing his neck with all his strength, the flesh nearly ruptured from the pressure. Before he could make a sound, he moved to his chest and his tongue lapped at his collarbone then bit down. Xiao trembled and the alcohol began to dissipate, his brain starting to panic. Heine's palm ran across his lowered pants and kneaded his buttocks, his fingers pressed in painfully and Xiao Yan arched his back away from the fondling, but Hein pushed him back down.
Top of Form
Bottom of Form
"Tell me. Who taught you this?"
Heine grabbed Xiao wrist and pressed it above his head. Xiao Yan looked up to see a savage wrath pour out from Heine's eyes, the storm inside threatened to tear the room apart.
Xiao Yan is speechless, he has never seen Heine so out of control.
"If you don't tell me I will thrust right into you".
Heine's fingers hook onto Xiao pants, yanking them off. He lifted his knees up, positioning him into a vulnerable and degrading posture.
"Was it Maya?!"
Xiao Yan shivered and almost imperceptivity nodded his head, he was afraid that Maya would fall under Heine's boot and so he quickly shook his head. But it was too late.
"Xiao Yan do you really think you can pay this price? Are you that proud?"
Heine grabbed Xiao's right hand and pressed it against his crotch. He could feel the contours of his erection, and the instant his palm touched it he let out a shaky breath. Heine forces his fingers to bend around the bulge, completely covering the blood engorged area.
"The next time you play such a game against any special forces, I promise to kill you."
Although Heine's eyes had no such intention, merely deterrence, Xiao Yan still nodded dumbly. Heine got up and the heavy pressure lifted from his body; his bones no longer felt as though they were going to crush into powder. He was finally able to drag in a deep breath.
"Go to bed." Heine's voice was very low, his thick tone weighed down the air.
Xiao Yan nodded. He didn't dare protest, he jumped onto the sofa and wrapped himself in the quilt. He wasn't certain why he was so frightened.
The moment the quilt rubbed against his nose, the air filtering through had a strange yet familiar scent. An odd security unfolds throughout his bones and the alcohol seemed to expand in his blood. Drowsiness began to take hold, he senses that Heine is sitting at his side, but there is no movement.
"Am I really just a useless rookie?' Xiao asked in a tight whisper, his head was so groggy he wasn't even sure what he was asking.
"No. Everyone has their own area they excel in."
"...this is not my field....I will never be a powerful or important commander." Xiao's words tumble from him with little thought, he is simply babbling because he is rattled. Like a small child, he blindly seeks reassurance.
"If you are referring to the x-virus, I will not allow you to pay that price."
"Why......"
Heine didn't answer him. Instead he gently pulled the quilt from Xiao face and then he felt something soft graze his lips.
Without thinking he licks out with his tongue, as though he can persuade Heine to remain close to him, his lips chase him up as he pulls his face away.
Heine wraps an arm around him and gently hugs him. He pulls him onto his body, while his other hand braces the back of his head.
"Hmmm..." Xiao Yan leans his face on Heine's cheek as he softly kisses his earlobe.
The intimacy feeling of Heine's skin soothes Xiao's nerves and soon he falls asleep.
The man holding him tiredly blinks his eyes, his fingers are stiff from restraining himself. His discipline is draining his whole being.
He stays embracing Xiao for a long time and eventually lays him down and leaves the room.
It's 2 am and the party has finally ended. The special forces have left and several of the researchers are too drunk to move. Liv, along with Mark and Winn, attempt to rouse an unconscious Casey. Eventually they just directly pick him up.
Major General Gordon walked in the channel behind Maya and Jessica.
"I think this stripping party was much more interesting than last year's masquerade party." Major General Gordon rubs his chin clearly pleased with Jessica and Maya's party planning.
After returning Major General to the room and arranging everything, Maya walked back to his own.
He opened the door and switched on the lights. His combat experience instantly kicks in and he feels an air of danger and murderous intent. Before he can dodge, the intruder has grabbed his neck and lifts his body off the ground, pushing him into the wall.
Maya attempts to smash down on the assailant's wrist bones, but a knee slams into his stomach with such force that he almost spits out his internal organs.
Such a sudden attack points directly to one person.
He grabs at his stomach and he lowers his head.
"Boss..."
"Did you find the game you designed entertaining?"
His voice was beyond cold, there was a cruel ruthlessness weaving through his words, and no inflection can be heard. The air in the room presses and gathers a weight that makes it impossible to drag air into the lungs. Maya swallow hard through his tightly gripped throat.
"...Boss...I just thought..." He can't even finish the sentence.
"Why?"
"I thought... you want him..."
Silence met the fall of his words and Heine releases Maya but stands firmly in place. Maya lowers his head again, gasping for air. He knew that if Heine wanted, he could twist his head clean off.
Even once his breathing returned to normal, Maya couldn't meet Heine's eyes. Perhaps because he avoided his gaze he found the courage to speak what was in his heart.
"Boss. You want him! I know it! Are you prepared to tell me you continued to save him over and again because he is a talented tech soldier? Even going so far as to have me watch over him? If we want something...even if it will shatter in our hands, can't we have it?"
Heine pinched Maya's chin and forced him to look up at him.
"What I want must remain intact. I don't need anything that is broken."
"...Boss?"
"Also, he is mine. It is up to me to decide when I will go to him."
Heine let go of Maya, who slumped against the wall then slid down into a sitting position. Heine turned toward the door and then paused.
"You need a lesson, Maya."
Maya is forced to endure a reminder of his misstep.
Xiao Yan wakes up around noon. With his head buzzing and his forehead aching, he gradually flashed through the distorted reel of the night before. He recalls getting drunk with a group of special forces.
As Xiao Yan flip over the quilt to stand up he senses that something isn't quite right. His palm clutches the sheet and he glances around. Although the furniture and cookware is all standard issue, something seems...off
The smell! Xiao Yan pressed the quilt to his nose and inhales. He instantly remembers when he the zombies forces him into Heine's arms, he remembers his scent and the sense of security that swept through him.
He remembers that Heine escorted him back.
He stands up and looks around the room. Shoes are neatly placed at the edge of the bed. He was still wearing his crumpled and torn uniform. He had no idea where his pants had gone to.
Also...where was his hermit crab? Where did this pile of books come from?
He grabs one of the books and flips through it. Although yellowed, it was clearly chemically preserved. Paper books were obsolete and nearly extinct in the Shire. This book was obviously an antique.
Finally, at that moment, he realized this is not his room at all!
"You are awake." The sliding door opened and a man stood at the door.
Xiao Yan's shoulders shuddered. That voice was...
"Colonel Burton?"
He stepped into the room and sat on the sofa, leaning back into the cushions. Even though it was an idle gesture, an explosive force seemed to be brewing within Heine Burton.
Xiao Yan became acutely aware he was not wearing pants and he confusedly looked around.
"Your military trousers are in the third compartment of the wardrobe."
Xiao Yan hurriedly opened the wardrobe, and his military pants were indeed hung inside. There was also a shirt. Xiao Yan suddenly thought of the special forces striptease, and his ears flushed. If Heine had gone, would he have word his military uniform? Suddenly, realizing that Heine was sitting on the couch watching him, Xiao Yan quickly put on his trousers but he couldn't find his belt.
Then he remembered shuffling through the hallway with Heine as his pants kept slipping. So awful!
Heine suddenly got up and walked over to Xiao Yan. He grabbed a belt form the closet and began pushing it through the loopholes of his trousers, fastening the buckle.
Xiao Yan lowered his head and his breath stuck in his chest, Heine's arms were almost completely wrapped around him.
"Do you remember what I said to you last night?"
Xiao Yan had a very vague recollection of his words last night.
Thememory slowly pushed into his mind and he remembers kissing, straddling him andHeine's counter attack.... and then...
"If you play this kind of game with any other special forces... next time, Iwill kill you." Heine repeated hisstatement from last night.