Flesh, touched flesh. Lips mingled and a tongue entered, seeking the tender hot tastes of the inner chambers of a human mouth.

He moaned desperately as his cock hardened. The bodies moved against each other thrusting, almost joined as one. Breathing picked up as they reached the pinnacle of the climax. Napoleon Solo cried out as his semen poured out of his body.

The American sat up in bed breathing rapidly and still in the throes of what he discovered to be only a wet dream. Wet and sticky dream. He glanced down at his now wet sheets and cursed.

Rising, he quickly stripped the bed and then hit the showers. As the hot water cascaded down his hair and body he closed his eyes tightly trying to forget how these past few days had gotten not only weird but literally out of hand.

It had ended earlier this afternoon when Illya had thrown him out of the office and from what Illya said it appeared that what ever intimate relationship they might have had in the future disappeared from his finger tips.

I'm in love with my partner, my male partner.... My male partner who can now get pregnant thanks to some diabolical aliens in some warped experimentation. All these facts were giving him a headache. All he wanted was to close his eyes and wish it all away, including the stirring emotions he was now beginning to have towards Illya.

Damn. Shutting off the shower Napoleon stepped out of the tub and grabbed for the towel. A short time later he was dressed and before he realized what he was doing he was out the door heading for Illya's apartment.

............

Flesh touched Flesh, mouths melded, tongues touching and tasting.

His cock swollen and throbbing with desire needing to feel release and only one man could full fill his wish, Napoleon Solo.

Illya sat up in bed, his eyes wide open and his body now fully aroused and alert.

He looked down and shook his head. This was not good. This was not good at all.

Getting up, Illya pushed back all thoughts from his mind and headed for the bathroom to have a long cold shower when he heard a familiar coded knock at his door.

Oh Napoleon, not now. Shaking his head, Illya let out an exasperated breath and made for the door.

Opening the door Illya stared into the brown eyes and tried to speak and found he couldn't.

Brown eyes met blue eyes and time seemed to stand still. All his thoughts suddenly vanished and Napoleon didn't know what to say.

Without another thought, Illya grabbed Napoleon by his shirt and pulled him into the room kicking the door closed with his foot. Hands quickly reset the locks and alarms and then they were back on the American's body.

Fumbling with the buttons Illya lost all control and ripped the shirt open and at once began to nibble and lick each and every part of skin he could get his hands on.

Napoleon allowed himself to be steered backwards onto the couch, his thoughts in a whirl and his desire suddenly reawakened.

Pushing Napoleon onto the soft cushions, Illya unzipped Solo' pants and forcefully pressed his lips onto his American partner's. Mouths opened and tongues met dueling and dancing in the inner tastes.

"Illya?" Napoleon muffled and pulled his lips away long enough to gaze at the blue eyes that now were dark with arousal.

"Are you sure about this?"

Illya only growled in reply and took Napoleon's cock into his hand and began to jerk it gently but continuously. "I am sure, I want you."

" But the Aliens?"

"Fuck the aliens."

"Illya the mechanical bugs could they...?"

"They were removed...I am in my right state of mind now shut up and let me have you!"

Napoleon grinned and his hand gently touched the Russian's cheek.

"But I thought you said that you didn't want to have children."

At once Illya snorted.

"Did I say I was going to be dominated..."?

It took a moment for Napoleon to understand the implications and a few moments to think it over. Illya waited, forcing himself to get control long enough to let Napoleon make his decision.

Finally, Napoleon grinned and nodded.

Needing no further prodding, Illya hauled Napoleon to his feet and nearly dragged him into the bedroom.

A moment later the door to the bedroom was slammed closed by two different legs.

........

Sepheran watched angrily as the two aliens began to converse with each other. No words were spoken and it seemed like some telepathic link was in process. After what seemed to him a long time, The Overlord broke the contact and nodded.

"Very well, you may continue your experiments as you see fit."

Turning to the human, the Overlord narrowed his green eyebrows.

"As for you, if you continue to obstruct our mission with lies and deceit I will have no choice but sever our alliance with your Thrush organization. In other words we will eradicate you including the other governments of this world."

"Me? Interfere? I have told you nothing but the truth."

"You have told only what you wish for us to hear, and it was your men that allowed the two human specimens to escape...twice. You who have questioned Scholar's motives and have jeopardized our plans. Because of you already the human's are aware of our presence and mounting possibly retaliation. Because of you, we must now speed up our own plans."

"That's a lie!"

Before he could continue a loud voice spoke, this one female, and coming directly behind him.

"Silence Sepheran! You will not cause your insecurities and foolishness destroy what we have worked so hard for."

An attractive human like woman stepped forward dressed in a dark masculine suit.

"Over Lord, I apologize deeply for our representative's foolishness."

Scholar and the Over lord turned to the woman and nodded.

"I assure you all will be set in order. First off I will make certain that this one will no longer cause you any further annoyances."

Scholar watching this interplay and smiled, then after a moment turned to gaze at the monitors. Her eyes widened at what she saw. Her face showing her delight.

"But Dr Egret!" Sepheran was about to protest when she gave him an icy glare. Silenced, Sepheran backed away and lowered his eyes.

"I assure you Overlord that, Thrush though it has some harsh ways, is set in our mutual goal to throw out Chaos and return control and order to all."

"Agreed, Doctor. Go on."

Moving closer she stared at the Overlord with her hands gently touching his chest. Almost like a caress. The Overlord allowed the touch.

"Thrush only wishes to rule the world for the better of all humanity."

"And what of this God,...will he interfere?"

Chuckling, Dr Egret only shook her head.

"No, He prefers watching from afar. You will find him of no trouble."

"And of this UNCLE and other Governments?"

"I have almost completed the Y Project...once that is complete we can set everything in motion."

The Overlord took her hand and rubbed it in a return caress, his eyes speaking volumes leaving words unnecessary.

"The two human males," Scholar spoke suddenly and the two turned to her.

"I now understand the problem...look...see I misunderstood. I thought that the blond was the submissive form...but see he is the dominant...Easily fixed. Once I have them back.... And I want them back. Unharmed, Doctor?"

Dr Egret stared at the monitor and grinned. Hmm, looks like the blond was having a good time. She wondered suddenly if Scholar was taping this and would get her a copy. Thrush central would get a kick out of this. Not to mention the replay benefits.

Facing Scholar, Dr Egret bowed.

"I will make it my first priority. Sepheran."

Stepping forward he waited for his orders all the while his lower jaw was set in a deep angry frown.

"Yes, Doctor."

"You and..."

Scholar nodded. "Genesis!"

Another Alien being entered the room. He was tall and thin and yet from a look one could see the hidden power and intelligence from him.

"You and Genesis will retrieve the human specimens. Unharmed and bring them to Scholar...fail this time or cause any more trouble and I will inform Thrush central that they must send another Representative from The Command. Understood?"

Understanding perfectly well, He nodded.

The Alien and human left the room.

The Overlord made his departure leaving the two women alone.

"Scholar." Looking on at the monitor Dr Egret glanced at the alien.

"Yes Doctor."

"Do you wish to keep these two humans? I mean after the experiments are finished?"

"They are rather fascinating Yes. Yes, I would like to keep them. They would make good pets on our homeworld Matara."

"Indeed."

"Have they caused you much grief Doctor?" "Much...but they present a challenge to me, forcing to improve my skills. They are impressive and handsome. My goodness look at the way the blond does... hmm didn't know the human body could do that? I'm in a favorable mood and I think I could convince Thrush to allow you to keep them."

"Allow?" Scholar confronted the woman.

Refusing to get into a discussion of who was in charge of the operations Dr Egret shrugged waving her hand in the air.

"They are quite head strong those two, intelligent, brave courageous. And as you are well aware a force quite unbeatable."

"Go on..."

"To keep them, you will need to well...delicately put create a impregnable cage. Hence to prevent them from further escape."

"Yes?"

"I might have something that can help you."

"And what do you wish in return. Doctor?"

The Doctor smiled and with a chuckle she replied.

"The United States, and the head of Alexander Waverly."

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