Viral Playlist

You know, I really doubt people go into the Misc section here, but since there's no category for the Prototype game, I'm stuck here in the land that artists forgot. Oh well Read and Review and all that jazz.

Stalking through the streets, it amazed Alex that the people of Manhattan could be so calm with areas of the island still heavily infected. People seemed to still go about their lives without even seeming to care about the tanks and helicopters, light armoured vehicles and soldiers that tore through the island destroying the infected citizens that popped out of the woodwork, not to mention getting rid of the Hunters that attacked without reason. Alex was free to walk around, not seeming to get the attention of any of the military personnel or their alarms that that went off whenever he was close by. Digging his hands into the pockets of his jacket, his fingers found something that he didn’t normally remember that he had on his person, his mp3 player. His girlfriend had bought for him last Christmas, bugging him about his last one breaking from listening to it so much and the times that he dropped it while walking. Small and encased in a black metal, it was just a 16GB device, but it certainly held his entire library of songs. Turning it on, Alex hit the shuffle button before finally hitting play; music flowed in from the ears buds, reminding him of various times as of recent, most having to do with a certain Blackwatch captain by the name of Robert Cross.

[i]I touch Myself - The Divinyls[/i]
Pressing his back against the side of the building, he couldn’t understand why he couldn’t get the image of Cross out of his head. His body was heating up from the thoughts of Cross thrusting into him, fucking him hard and fast and Alex revelled in the idea of letting a man that was hunting him dominate him so. Alex hurriedly unzipped his jeans, his hand drawing out his hardening cock as he slowly began to stroke himself and allowed the touch to cool the flames licking the inside of his body. His other hand was still pressing hard against the wall, leaving dents in the brick as he leaned his head back against the wall while losing himself in the simple pleasure. This wasn’t enough even as he continued to think of Cross, thinking of the older man’s dick and wanting to wrap his lips around it just to taste it, even if it was only once. He wanted to feel the captain’s member throbbing within him, filling him completely and holding nothing back while they fucked. Alex’s body easily responded on it’s own to the thoughts and wants that he had, the virus sliding behind him and into his pants, gently teasing his anus before pushing into his body and forcing a moan from his lips. The tentacle-like tendrils of his virus seemed to mimic the exact length and width of what Alex desired, thrusting hard in and out of his body while Alex’s hand sped up it’s strokes along his erection. A few tendrils prodded at Alex’s lips, forcing the man to open his mouth as another virus based tentacle slid into his mouth, Alex moaning around it as he thought only of Cross as the one he was sucking. It wasn’t much longer before Alex felt his entire body tense, cumming hard with semen dribbling over his hand and dripping onto the grass patched ground beneath him. Alex shook the cum from his hand, the tendrils absorbed back into his body and Alex merely did up his jeans once more, content for now with his little fantasies, but it was back to getting rid of Blackwatch and killing hunters and infected.

[i]Automatic - Ultra Nate[/i]
In all truth, he couldn’t understand what drew him towards the captain, but sometimes things can’t be explained. His plan was working too, drawing Cross away from the rest of the soldiers almost seemed too easy, but so long as it worked he really couldn’t complain. Cross stepped into the alley, completely alone and he didn’t even have a weapon drawn. Cold blue eyes watched in the shadows as Cross stepped closer, still not drawing his weapon. “Come on out, Mercer, you brought me here for a reason so the least you could do is show yourself.” Cross commanded a lot of power in his voice, somehow being enough to force Alex from the shadows of the surrounding buildings and face to face with the captain. “Well captain, I never would have taken you for a guy that would willingly follow his enemy without any sort of back up.”
“You didn’t seem keen on really attacking me and my men back there, so I took a chance in case you wanted to be civilized and give yourself up.” Cross’ words didn’t mean anything to Alex as he stepped closer until he was only a few inches from the man’s face. His body was on auto-pilot as he dropped to his knees before the older man, fingers fiddling with belts and zippers in order to relieve the captain of his standard military issue camouflage pants. It was surprising that Cross didn’t seem to panic or pull away, merely allowing Alex to do what he felt like; a strong hand brushed the hood from his head, allowing Cross’ fingers to tangle in his brown hair. Once the older man’s half hard cock was withdrawn from the confines of his pants, Alex could only grin while his blue eyes looked up into Cross’ brown. “So it looks like the good captain has a thing for men, I supposed I should be thankful for that much.” He licked his lips before wrapping them around the tip of the hardening flesh; Alex’s tongue lapped at the precum that dewed at the tip, rubbing against the slit as well just taste more. With his actions, he heard Cross release a low moan, something that delighted his ears; he wasn’t going to let his virus do anything, only for fear of scaring Cross away. He moaned around the length of blood engorged flesh within his mouth, tongue still slithering around it as he continued to hear those moans that made his cock ache for more. Alex’s hand rubbed at his erection that was still trapped in his jeans, the friction certainly not helping matter as he moaned even louder from the touches. Fingers that were still in his hair tightened as Cross pushed Alex down more onto his cock, thankfully he didn’t choke as this happened, only accepted it more and continued moaning as he touched his clothed erection, still sucking hard on the member in his mouth. Alex felt Cross tense slightly, his only warning before he heard a groan as semen spilled into his mouth; it was swallow or choke, and it tasted too good to Alex to let any of it drop. Once He was able to suck no more of the milky fluid from the captain, Alex let the softening dick fall from his mouth before tucking back into the older man’s pants and doing them back up; he was still hard, but that could be dealt with later if need be. As he climbed to his feet, strong arms kept him close and Alex was wondering in the back of his mind if Cross was going to try and capture him now, but his thoughts stopped as he felt a warm tongue run along his chain, Cross licking up a rivulet of cum that had dribbled from his mouth that he didn’t catch. “Next time, Mercer, I won’t let you get away so easily just because you’re good with that mouth of yours.”

[i]Bad Romance Dangerous Muse Mix - Lady Gaga[/i]
Hips swayed to the music, not caring about who saw him, his hoodie, shirt, and jacket had been discarded long before and Alex was clothed in only a pair of tight jeans. Cross merely watched, entranced by the younger man’s movements like a cobra with a snake charmer’s music. Alex continued to move, finally coming close to the captain, grinding his ass against the older man’s hips as if a way to tell him what he really wanted. Cross only gripped onto Alex’s hips, spinning the younger man so they were face to face before devouring Alex’s lips in a hungry kiss. Alex wrapped his arms around Cross’ neck, continuing to sway and grin his hips against the captain; he was already hard and he could feel the erection of the older man pressing against him. They both wanted it, wanting it badly and they both knew it; there were times that Alex just wanted to fuck hard and fast, but this time he wanted to play, to drive Cross insane with want. He pulled away from the kiss, nipping and licking at the older man’s neck and collar bone, slowly and sensually drifting lower and lower as he mapped out Cross’ muscular and slightly scarred torso, committing every curve, bump, and scar to memory. As he finally was on his knees in front of Cross, a seductive glint was in his eyes while he unzipped the man’s pants and allowed Cross‘ erection freedom, his tongue trailing over the member that twitched and stirred as he watched every tiny facial expression from Cross. Of course he didn’t have much time, his ass wriggling before Cross pulled him back to his feet and began to remove Alex’s pants from his body so that the younger man would finally be nude. Alex didn’t even have a chance to pout before Cross had picked him up in his arms, allowing Alex to wrap his legs around the captain’s waist before he was pushed down onto the hardened flesh that forced a moan from his lips. He had his back pressed against the wall as Cross thrusted hard in and out of him, hands holding onto his hips in order to keep Alex where he was. Alex merely allowed his tentacles to wrap around his cock, giving a bit of extra pleasure as one slid into the slit of his weeping head. He couldn’t stop moaning, his one arm holding onto the older man’s shoulder as they fucked, the pace hard and fast, but one could see the slight underlying emotion from both of them. It wasn’t long before Alex gasped, the tendril in his cock slipping out as he came, semen spattering on both of their stomachs and chests, Cross soon following as he moans were muffled by him pressing his face into Alex’s shoulder, he had bit down hard enough that Alex could feel blood welling up from the bite marks; semen filled him, some dripping down onto the floor beneath them. As Cross pulled away from Alex’s shoulder, their eyes met and they were drawn into another kiss, they really never had to say what they felt, their actions always did all of their talking.

[i]Cooking by the Book (Li’l Bigger Mix) - Mastgrr[/i]
Cross awoke to the smell of food, specifically bacon that cooking somewhere in his house. He had noticed the discarded clothing of Alex Mercer as he got up from the bed and began making his way towards the scent that was filling his home. As he made his way into the kitchen he caught sight of something he never thought he’d ever see, Alex Mercer, completely naked save for a frilly pink apron that the captain had no idea where it came from. “What are you doing, Mercer? Did you eat some poor unsuspecting housewife who only ever felt like cooking?” Alex turned slightly to look at Cross, who was still nude from the night’s previous happenings, merely shrugging at the questions posed to him. “Felt like cooking, and who cares if I ate some housewife who likes cooking? It just means you get more food when we happen to end up fucking here.”
Cross shrugged his shoulders since he really couldn’t think of any arguments against Alex cooking and merely decided to watch. His eyes couldn’t tear away from the sight of Alex’s pert ass wiggling as he moved with his cooking and he had to point out one thing that came to mind though. “Didn’t you ever hear the saying ‘Never fry bacon while you’re naked.’?”
“No, why?” Alex didn’t get much else to ask before he felt those familiar strong arms around his waist, familiar lips against his neck and Alex couldn’t help but moan. The food was forgotten as Cross pulled Alex onto the floor, his hands wandering under the apron to cup Alex’s balls, massaging them gently as his own erection pressed against the younger man’s ass. Alex pressed back against Cross, pulling away just to be able to get to his feet and rest against the counter with his ass raised in the air, the bow of the apron making the sight seem like a gift to the captain. Cross wasted no time in climbing to his feet and standing behind Alex, thrusting in hard and earning a moan from both of them. A hand wandered once more under the apron, stroking Alex as the younger man clung to the counter, mewling like a whore and those sounds were music to Cross’ ears. The way Alex always felt around him was almost too much, and Alex enjoyed every way that Cross seemed to fill him. Alex was the first to cum, the milky liquid spilling onto the floor and some dampening the inside of the apron. Cross came soon after with the feel of Alex clamping down on his cock, his semen spilled into the younger man, some dribbling down Alex’s leg as the captain pulled his softening dick from the younger man’s ass. The little morning fuck didn’t last as long as many of their other sexcapades, but once they finished, Alex had turned back to the stove to find the bacon completely burnt. “Dammit! Now the bacon’s ruined.”
“Told you to never fry bacon when you’re naked.”

As Alex listened to the songs, he could only think of all his memories with Cross,. As one song flowed in from the mixture of all the songs, he began to sing the words as he thought only of the man that made the words real.
[i]”I’m desperate for changing.
Starving for truth.
I’m closer to where I started.
I’m chasing after you.”[/i]
He continued to think of how he and Cross always chased after each other, finding ways to hide from the prying eyes of Blackwatch and Gentek in order to have their fleeting moments alone. All the times that they had sex, all the unspoken words, and words whispered by their bodies; Alex really didn’t know why he felt the way he did about Cross. Looking over the water that kept the Blacklight virus, he felt he could finally say the words that he wanted to say to Cross, some part of him hoping that the wind would carry his words even if they were from a song.
[i]”I’m falling even more in love with you.
Letting go of all I’ve held onto.
I’m standing here until you make me move.
I’m hanging by a moment here with you.”[/i]