Alien Worms?

Elena woke slowly to find herself in her bedroom. Her bleeding breast had had a small dressing taped to it and someone had replaced her ripped clothes with a thin nightgown from her closet, her long hair tied back behind her. She lay where she was for a few minutes, trying to remember what had happened.

And suddenly remembered Hank.

She climbed out of her bed and grabbed her robe and threw it on, running out of the room and desperately for Hanks’. She kept getting images of what had happened and was afraid of what she’d find, afraid that he was still being controlled and they had put him out with the others.

The door opened automatically to her and she entered, stopping in shock and horror by what she found.

Hank was strapped to his bed, his body thin and skin a sickly grey. Dark circles surrounded his eyes which were closed. There was a drip in one arm. An oxygen mask covered his mouth and nose, his breath rattling painfully in his throat. His wasted chest barely rose and fell as he breathed.

He looked like he was starving away there in front of her.
‘It was impossible’ her mind told her in horror ‘for such a change in such a short time.’

“Hank? What’s wrong with you?!” She started to rush to his side but was stopped when a figure stepped out in front of her. One eye was closed and bruised and he bore a set of stitches in the flesh of his forehead, dark circles under his eyes. Obviously he hadn’t slept at all.

It was Tevlin. “Tevlin, what’s wrong with Hank? How long was I out?”

“You were only out the rest of the day and last night, Hellena. As for Hank, I think you better sit down.” He lead her to a chair and gently but firmly sat her down, his face grave and a little guilty.

After a pause he continued softly “they’re dying, Hellena. What ever the Higher did to them as it burned, the one inside him is dying and he isn’t far behind. It’s as if all his body functions are shutting down. The teeth seem to be staying around, they haven’t disappeared yet” he sighed and then burst out “it’s all my fault! I should of got rid of it when he asked!! I was a fool! It’s all my fault!!”
“No Tevlin, you saved us!”
“No I saved you, Hank and AL are dying” Tevlin pointed out.

“How were you to know that killing it that soon after it had control would affect Hank and AL? He never told you.”
“He didn’t have time!”

“True, but it’s not your fault. Is there any way you can help him?” Tevlin sighed again “Not this time. I’ve tried everything. Nothing’s working this time.”

Elena thought for a few minutes then said softly to him “You know how you asked me if I loved him? Well I realise now that I do and I can’t let him die. Leave us alone for a couple of hours. I think I can save him.”

He guessed what she had in mind “Are you sure you want to do it? You don’t have too.”
“I do have too, Tevlin. I love him and now I know how I really feel I can’t loose him.”

The man nodded and rose, just starting to leave when Elena stopped him. Grabbing his arm and looking him straight in the eyes she gently grasped his shoulders and said “it’s gonna be all right, Tev. Hank and AL will live and I bet you anything they don’t even consider you to blame. It’ll be all right.”

The man nodded again and sighed deeply as Elena let him go, hearing him close and lock the door behind him. Only she had Tevlin knew the code to this door, and Hank. She stood in the centre of the room, gathering her strength and courage. Then she moved to the chair below the security camera, unplugging it.

She wanted no one to witness what she was going to do.

Elena then placed the chair beside the bed and sat on it, gently touching Hanks naked and wasted shoulder. Whispering softly she said “Hank? Hank, can you hear me? Please open your eyes.”

Wether it was her touch or her voice he moaned weakly in pain and his eyes fluttered open. His mouth under the mask opened slightly, but he was too weak to speak. It didn’t matter, Elena could read the apology in his eyes and nodded her acceptance. Speaking gently she said, “I understand Hank. It wasn’t you, it was the Higher.”
He managed a slight nod and his eyes slipped half-closed. Elena shook him roughly “no Hank! Stay with me!!”

Slowly they opened again and tears welled in Elena’s eyes when she realised he wouldn’t last the night without help. She spoke, her voice cracking “You knew this would happen didn’t you. If the Higher was destroyed that close to getting control of you, but you told us to do it anyway. It was to save Tevlin and I.”

He managed to nod again, and his right hand started twitching in uncontrollable muscle spasms. She untied it and took it in her own, ignoring the dry and cracked skin and gripped it gently but firmly. “I love you, Hank” she managed to sob out. “I have since I first met you in that room. I love you more than anything else in this world and that’s why I do this for you, so I can try and save you before you die in the only way not tried yet.”

She released his hand and stood up, pulling off her robe and nightgown. Looking up in time she saw his eyes widen nearly all the way and shake his head desperately.

“It’s the only way,” she said and he shook his head again.

“Don’t try to argue,” she said as she stood before him, naked for a few long seconds. She then pulled back the sheet over him, Hank in only underpants, and slid in next to him. She removed the mask so she could kiss him and breath into him, giving him her own air.
He tried to stop her but he was too weak and feeling as helpless as the day the Queen and Sara had raped him.

Elena rubbed his body up and down; the sides first and then his front while she concentrated mostly on the groin area. His breath quickened, not good for his conditioned for he started to gasp for breath and wheeze. Worried Elena put her mouth to his and breathed into him again, but it didn’t seem to help so she placed the mask back over him mouth and nose.

He grew worse, his hands twitching as he tried to move but unable to and his eyelids fluttered as he hovered on the verge of unconsciousness from which he would never awaken. “Hank!” she cried desperately “please!!” Then “AL help him! I need you to react, please! Do you hear me, AL? I know you’re in pain and weak, but help him! Force him if you have too!!”

Slowly the wheezes easied and he moaned deeply, semi-consciously in pain and hopelessness. “No Hank” she said softly “Please don’t give up! We need you, do you hear me?! I need you! Please come back to me.”

Hank moaned again. “Elena” he managed, his voice barely audible, dry and cracked and throat sore and raw. “Yes, Love” she laughed in relief “yes.”

“Don’t” he managed to speak again “Stop this, please. I can’t.....I don’t want to hurt you.....can’t....”

“You can’t do this again, like with Sara? Hank I’m not Sara and you won’t hurt me. On the contrary, quiet the opposite. Please Hank, I need you. I don't want you to die and I don’t want to loose you.”

“Can’t control.......Can’t.......can’t control,,,,,,can’t........control.” he was growing weaker.
“You don’t have to control Hank, just feel. Just feel.”

Before he could try to speak again she had pulled back the sheet and moved down. Slowly she pulled his underwear down and took him in her mouth, to suck and suck and suck and suck. He moaned in agony, pleasure and horror but it took quiet some time before he started to finally ‘stand up’. She released his member and leaned back a little so she could lick it up and down, from one side to the other. She knew he would be unable to ‘come’ because of their sickness, that because of AL he would last much longer than a normal lover.
He gasped and moaned, his breathe quickening and he managed to raise his free arm enough to touch her head. She looked up and read his expression, moving up to take his head and move it to her breasts one to the other. She moaned loudly as he sucked weakly on the nipples, gasping when his free hand touched her opening and two fingers pushed inside her, wiggling slowly.

Elena moved back off his hand and, still cradling his head to a breast she slowly slid down over him. She winced with pain at her virginity. Before she could even move he had cried out in agony. His entire body jerked once then relaxed, shaking in pain. “Hank?” she asked in confusion as his head moved off a breast and his eyes screwed shut in agony. “Keep going” he managed “Please, move.”

“I don’t want to hurt you, Hank.” She started to move off but he cried out again in pain and rose his voice as much as he could. “Agony....but please keep going.”

“Why?”
“Pain means still feeling there. Please move.”
“Well, if you’re sure...”

He managed to nod and she slid back down on him fully, trying to ignore his moan of pain. Her moan of pleasure echoed him and she was barely able to control herself with him throbbing painfully inside her. With the movements of his cold dry mouth on her breasts and his moans in her ears.

But slowly he seemed to be getting stronger, so she kept on. Now he could grip her hip with one hand, signalling her to stay still. He could even keep his head up himself, although it seemed heavy. After a few minutes his expression told her she could move but slowly, very slowly.

So, gritting her teeth, she moved slowly inch by inch up, then inch by inch down. She watched his face the entire time as she gripped his balls and the base of his member, squeezing slowly and gently as she did. His face showed pleasure and agony and to her excitement strength flooding back.

Suddenly she felt something small move inside the base of his member and under her hand and he gave a sharp cry. Strangely it only heightened her pleasure and almost made her lose control, she wanted nothing more than to plunge down over him and ride him to orgasm. But for both AL and Hank’s sake she held back.

“AL’s back” he whispered and she was more encouraged by the almost normal voice than his words. She could only nod through the pleasure and he removed the drip and untied the other strap. He took her shoulders in both his hands and held her over him fully, trying to roll her over but Elena wouldn’t let him. “Are you strong enough to be on top yet?”

He nodded “and I’ll get stronger” his voice was normal now if only a bit weaker than before, but nothing to compare to before. “If you don’t let us take charge and let us work until full strength, then all this would have been for nothing.” Elena nodded and let him gently move her onto the bed on her back under him, gripping her hips and moving into her fully again. She moaned and winced and he saw it, “wha.....”

“You’re kind of my first” she said softly and Hank fully realized what she was giving him, what she was sacrificing for him. “My love” he leaned down and kissed away her tears, his tongue running over the moister and taking it into his mouth. Then he started kissing her on the lips, long and deep.

“Really?” she asked when he drew back “do you really love me?” He hesitated a while then said softly “yes, I do.”

“What about Sara?”
“What about her?”
“I thought you loved her. Could you love me and her as well.”

“I could but I didn’t really love her, I realize now. It was lust, pure and simple.”
“What do you mean?”

“There I was surrounded by people-well you know, and she was with me. No matter how strong I think I was that lust in the air was affecting me. Only now I’m free of it I see I only thought I loved her because I’d convinced myself it wasn’t what it really was. I’d rather thought I was in love with her when I wasn’t then I was lusting her body because everyone else was doing it.”

“Oh” Elena said softly “what makes you think this is love, not lust?”
“I can’t describe it” he cocked his head slightly and his eyes went red. He suddenly nodded.

“What?” Elena asked, seeing it.
“AL. He said to tell you that it’s the same as he feels for his mate.”

“Oh. Why didn’t he tell me himself?”
“He recognizes you’re in love with me and giving your virginity to me. So he’s staying out of it.”

“Oh” she said again “But I love you both.”
“What do you mean?”

“Well you’re both a part of each other, I couldn’t love one and not the other. It would be like loving someone’s body and not their mind. His dedication and simple soul, your heart and will. Don’t you see?”

He nodded slowly “I do.” When he shuddered and leaned over her she said quickly “come on, do it.”

“All right” he said, “but AL will join in.”
“Good.”

His eyes went red, but not fully red like usual. It was like both were sharing the control, both dominant.

He throbbed inside her and she moaned at the feel. Lifting her buttocks off the bed she spread her legs wide to accept him in as far as he could go. He started to move again and suddenly the red increased and he gasped, stopping in her. She was about to protest when she felt it. Inside her he was growing, becoming wider; longer and harder until he fit inside her like a plug in the hole. He was tight; hard and throbbing, then the red receded a little.

Now his thrusts were all the more enjoyable when he started to move again, gripping her hips as he grew stronger. Yet he would not allow her to move over him, instead he slowly thrust in and out; strong and hard and even occasionally slipping out to let her lick it.

His groan of pleasure and pain echoed hers and soon he had her panting heavily and crying out in abandon. “Yes, oh yes! Oh Hank! Oh yes! Harder, faster!”

He complied with half her wish, moving inside her harder but not faster. Leaning forward slightly he took a breast again in his mouth, sucking on it hard. He teased the nipple with his tongue and rubbed the patch of hair between her legs, his grinding member tight inside her.

She was away on sweet clouds of pleasure and didn’t really feel it when he bit her breast, feeding in the paralysis poison into her body. Elena suddenly couldn’t move to join in and could only lay and feel while he sucked; rubbed and thrust. This was the way he wanted it for he couldn’t let her come or make him come before he and AL were fully restored.

Inside him he felt AL growing stronger with every thrust, could feel the tickling sensation of the alien creature as it moved around excitedly inside him. And it heightened both her and his own pleasure.

He thrust; pumped; ground; rammed; pierced; jammed and prodded her, never loosing pace or even changing it. He suddenly grabbed her legs and locked them behind him and around his waist, feet resting on top of his buttocks. She gasped loudly and he took her head and raised it so they could press their lips together, tongues dancing. Elena touched his sharp fangs with it and could taste the poison dripping from the hollow points, then the two sucked each others tongue.

When he drew back she asked, “will they go away?”
“No” he said as he moved inside her “they’re permanent this time.”
“Oh. Are you immune to the stuff yourself?”

“Yeah. Each person has a different sort with the same strength. That’s why they’re immune to their own, but not each others.”

“Oh” she said again “makes sense I suppose. Why can I talk and move my face, but nothing else?”
“AL controls the intensity. This one will wear off soon. It doesn’t last long.”

They had no inkling of time in the room, or how long they had been going. Bodies sweated and dried; sweated and dried; sweated, and Hank was nowhere near coming yet. Not by a long shot.

Suddenly Elena came and cried out loudly, managing to clench her fists and muscles around Hank but almost bringing him to his swoon to soon. He stopped for a few seconds, gaining control and letting her soar through her peak for a few seconds. Even those few seconds weren’t good for him, his body shuddered as his knees almost gave out. The worm inside him begged, pleasure in it’s mental voice “Please don’t stop. Keep going.”

“Don’t” Elena started when she saw it, panting and glowing in the aftermath of her pleasure. Her eyes widened and she went to grab him when he drew out, but to her relief he only turned her onto her stomach and stacked pillows under her stomach so it was lifted. He then entered her with one hard and deep stroke, laying on top of her and resting for a few seconds inside her.

Then he rose and started to move again, gripping her shoulders and thrusting deep inside her. Elena could feel his balls hitting her with every movement inside her. Made to feel again Elena moaned and gasped, AL unable to keep still for all the pleasure.

Soon, almost suddenly Hank started to speed up, his moans and gasps echoing Elena’s. He soon came but had nothing to shoot inside her, only air. Elena tried to match his orgasm with another of her own, but this time didn’t quiet manage it. For quiet some time he lay on top of her, thrusting deeply but slowly and almost sleepily. Until he then Elena fell into an exhausted doze.

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When Hank awoke he was alone. He found a note tacked to the bedpost in Elenas’ neat handwriting and pulled it down, rubbing the sleep from his eyes before reading it slowly.

Lover,

Sorry to leave you alone like that but I had a job to do.
You were sleeping so deeply I decided not to disturb you,
I hope you don’t mind. You were wonderful last night, a
perfect lover for my first.

Right now you have two choices. You can wait for me to
come back, or if you feel strong enough come out and find
me if you are able.

Helena Jane Wildflower

Hank pulled back the sheet, noticing his pants had been replaced. Grabbing the headboard he put his feet to the floor and slowly, cautiously tried to stand.

He smiled when his legs took his weight, marveling at his nearly fully restored body. Only his pale skin with the dark circles under his eyes and a little thinner showed, nothing to suggest he had almost died. But his grin wiped away when his legs buckled when he let go of the headboard.

He just managed to grab the head post, cutting his palm on the tack and ending up half on the floor. He tried desperately to get back into bed, but only having the strength to hold on. His hand throbbing angrily in pain and was slick with blood, making his grip slippery.

Hank cursed his stupidity, he should have asked AL first if they were able to get up. But no, he had been so sure that their night together had restored them fully.

Well obviously not.

Soon the strength in his arms had given out and he was left trying to get up from the floor when suddenly the door opened and there was a male gasp. Someone rushed in to his side.

Hank managed to look up into the kind but worried face of Tevlin, feeling a tremor of shock and realisation at the mans’ cut forehead and bruised eye. The other took him under the arms and with surprising strength for such a small and thin form he pulled him to his feet and back onto the bed. All before Hank’s spinning head could cause his legs to buckle again.

He saw his hand and exclaimed, “you’ve cut yourself!” Hank pulled himself deep under the sheets, unable to look away guiltily from the man’s injuries. Tevlin got a dressing patch, needle and thread from the first-aid kit on top of the wardrobe. While he examined the cut properly Hank asked “What are you doing here, Tevlin?”

“Why checking on you, of course.”

“He’s lying” AL said. Hank nodded mentally “I know.”
He then looked back at the man “Tevlin you’re a terrible liar. Tell me the truth, what are you hiding?”

“What do you mean? I’m hiding nothing.”
“Come on, Tevlin, you came here for a reason. Tell me and I’ll try to help.”
“This will need stiches,” Tevlin murmured.

Hank pulled his hand away and asked again seriously “what are you hiding, Tevlin? You came here to tell me something, didn’t you.” The man looked at him silently for a few minutes and again Hank had that flash of guilt. Then the man sighed heavily and nodded. “Yes I did” he whispered, “I have a confession to make to you.”

“To me?”
“Yes, you both. I.....well....I...”
“Go on, I’m listening. Tell me.”

“I..It was my fault you both almost died!” Tevlin finally blurted out. “My fault! You must hate me! I wouldn’t blame you if you both did! Even if you don’t, I hate myself for you!!”

“Tevlin” Hank said softly and gently, good hand on the mans’ shoulder comfortingly. “You didn’t know, I didn’t tell you. It’s my fault, not yours.”

“It IS” he insisted. There was something in his voice, an element that caught Hank’s attention. “WHY is it your fault?”

“I was jealous” he started in a rush of words. “ Of Hellena’s love for you. I love her to Hank, like you thought you loved Sara. Only I really truly do love her. Before you came here she was there so when I got the will up I could tell her. But you spoilt that. I was angry and coldly jealous.”

“Oh Tevlin. Why didn’t you tell her or me?”

“I couldn’t tell you, you were my enemy for her affection. I KNEW she loved you but I couldn’t tell her for the same reason she couldn’t tell you until now of her feelings, fear. I was afraid she’d reject me or worse, wouldn’t believe me. So I discovered all I could about you and your other, just in case she did love you and not admire you.

When you went into that coma from the after-affects of the Endorphin’s I devised a plan. I would bring you out, save you for the second time and Hellena would be grateful to me. Then I got the Higher and froze it, waiting for you to heal. Then I thawed it out and let it take control of you, and then I would save Hellena from you. You were only supposed to be taken over temporarily, until I destroyed it! Hellena and I would be together, you weren’t suppose to almost die!! I was sure you didn’t love her, we’d be together!”

“But that’s not how it would turn out, Tevlin. You would have Elena but her innocence would have been broken, thinking someone she had loved had almost did that to her. AL and I probably would have ended up with the others, mad with the thought we had almost did that to someone. I, WE, would have ended up as one of them. You’re feelings of guilt would have driven you to abuse, especially since she wouldn’t be able to sleep with you with a fear of intimacy. Either way you would have driven her from you into someone else’s arms, especially if she found out you had purposely done that. Is that what you wanted?”

“No” Tevlin said softly “while I watched over you and Hellena was out I had a real chance to think what I had done, with a clear head. I realized what would have happened and what I would have done. I vowed that if you died I would have confessed everything to Hellena and go out and let them take me. If you lived I would confess all to you and not stand between you two if you wanted each other. So I have done just that. Do you hate me now?”

Tevlin waited dully on the chair for the curses and abuse, but they never came. Instead Hank held his cut hand out to him and spoke softly “you don’t need to give me anything for the pain. AL can stop me from feeling it.”

“You....you trust me still?” Tevlin asked numbly, incredibly. “You still trust me despite what I just told you? That I tried to get you both controlled and take Hellena from you.”

“Of course” Hank smiled “BECAUSE of that. For a start you could have kept all that to yourself.”
“No I couldn’t” Tevlin shook his head solemnly “not ever. My guilty conscious wouldn’t let me.”

“Secondly because of both you I don’t feel like a freak and outcast any more. You’ve given me a place to belong and people to call family, I belong here now. I found out I really didn’t love Sara and I love Elena, I found the love of my life because of your actions. I would never have known otherwise. I would have spent the rest of my life mooning over Sara and totally unaware that Elena and her love was right beside me, probably until too late. Lastly.....” he smiled “I found a new and best friend. AL forgives you too. He like I, never blamed you. Now even less than before.”

“He....He does?”
Hanks’ eyes went red briefly and he said softly “Yes.”
“I...How can I ever thank you both, Hank?”

“Be our friend Tevlin, unconditionally. And next time you feel like that, tell me or Elena.”
“All right” Tevlin nodded eagerly “I will, I would like that. Anything else?”

“Yes.”
“What?”
“Fix this up, I’m starting to feel a little light-headed.”

“OH!” Tevlin gently took his hand again and no one spoke while he stitched it close and washed the blood off with a cloth from the small sink nearby. He then taped a dressing patch over it “Just in case” he said and Hank nodded. While he tapped it down Hank finally asked, “Where’s Elena?”

“Doing a list of stock in one of the storage rooms, she’ll be up in about an hour or so. Meanwhile stay in bed and try to get some sleep. You still don’t look fully recovered yet, especially if you can’t stand without loosing balance. All right?”

“Yes Dad” Hank laughed as he lay back down properly. After removing the tack from the post Tevlin rose and headed for the door, stopped in the doorway and looked back at him “Hank?” Hank raised his head from the pillow and looked back at him, murmuring “Humm?”

“Thanks again and good dreams.” Hank nodded and his head went back to the pillow, asleep almost instantly. He was so deep he didn’t hear Tevlin closing and locking the door behind him.

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