Chapter Text
A star will burn,
And I will never learn,
That your embrace, while light,
It will always come with a bite.
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You stare at him, chained to the fence like an animal as he snarls and tries his best to lunge at you. He had been your partner, a fellow enforcer, until he caught the virus and became one of your prisoners. Somehow, he had become the most feral of all. The chains were a necessity, he needs to be held back to keep from hurting anyone who enters his cage. You watch him struggle, his wrists rubbed raw and dripping blood from the chains that bind him.
"Xavier," you call, knowing they had told you to call him Hermit but never able to bring yourself to do so, "you're hurting yourself."
His eyes snap to you and the recognition is there, but Xavier isn't. Your partner isn't the one before you, it's the beast. It wants to devour you and rip you apart as it has its way with your delicate flesh. A shiver runs down your spine when you see the hungry look in his eyes.
The first words he has said in hours are, "Unchain me." You're surprised that your soft partner could ever sound so bloodthirsty and angry.
"I can't," your voice rings out before you can stop the words from tumbling from your lips.
"But you can."
He's right, you can let him out of the chains, stop his suffering and patch his wounds. However, you know he'll come after you, that you'll have to run, and you'll have nowhere to actually run to. He knows these halls like the back of his hand, you won't be able to lose him in them or out in the surrounding area. He will catch you and he will devour every part of you, tear you to pieces all because of what he's become now.
You hesitate for only a moment before looking into his eyes and asking, "Is there anything else you want?" You watch as he smiles that sweet smile that had never ceased to melt your heart, and you can almost believe that he's Xavier again, not Hermit.
"I want you on your knees. I want to see you trembling before me as you beg for mercy," his words are dark, and his voice is commanding. A stark reminder that this isn't Xavier before you.
Despite that, you grab the syringe and move closer, kneeling before him as you undo his pants. He hums; the sound of approval not lost on you as you get his pants down. His cock slaps you in the face and you stare up at him with wide eyes once you realize that it's semi-hard. Bringing up the syringe to his thigh as you kiss the tip. Normally, he'd be thrashing with the needle anywhere near him. Instead, he's focused on you as you take the tip of his cock into your mouth, timing your movements so you stick the needle into his thigh when you take in more. You inject the medicine and withdraw the needle carefully.
You take it slow, trying to get used to the taste and feel of his cock in your mouth. He growls at your slow pace before jerking his hips and forcing his cock further.
"Faster," his voice rumbles and you do your best to please him, bobbing your head as fast as you can while he watches you. After a while you build a steady rhythm. When you pull back for the nth time you feel him do so as well, his cock popping out of your mouth. "Get up and turn around," he commands, and you do so. After all he had been good for you while administering his shot that would hold off the virus until a cure was made. With your back to him, your eyes widen when he says, "Drop your pants and back up until you're right in front of me. Then, put it in and I'll fuck you."
You slowly work your pants down to your knees, looking down as you back up with your hands behind you. You feel his stomach with your hands and move them to either side of him, using your arms to guide you back as you see his erect cock between your thighs, the flushed head poking at your clit.
"Xavier, I-I'm nervous," you whisper, and he makes a point of gently pushing his hips forward a few times, so his cock rubs against your folds.
He moans, the sound reminding you that he's still your partner, even if he's been infected. He's still in there. "Please," he whines and it's Xavier's light and needy voice coming from behind you.
Steeling your nerves, you move your hand down between your legs and help guide his cock to your entrance. You're already wet when he slips in, his cock sliding home like it was always meant to end up inside of you. The whimper he lets out upon entering your depths makes you feel hot and needy. He wastes no time and begins to thrust as you use the fence to hold yourself in place for him. You know he's not fully there, that it isn't truly Xavier behind you making all that noise as he thrusts into you with need and enthusiasm, but if you close your eyes, you can pretend he's fully there. That Xavier is the one plowing into your core with desperation instead of the beast he has become. You feel your walls clench around him, and he groans at the feeling.
"That's it, just like that," he moans as your back arches.
You feel his teeth sink into your shoulder when you cum, his thrusts remaining steady as the pain mixes with your pleasure. You can't help getting off to the idea of the man you fought alongside and who held your hand ramming into you. You had imagined it a bit more romantic, but you didn't care if it wasn't the same as in your fantasies. It's Xavier doing it and that's all that matters to you.
You moan his name, your hips colliding with his as your eyes cross. When he lets go of your shoulder, your body falls forward, almost collapsing if it wasn't for your hold on the fence. You can feel his balls slapping against your clit with this angle and you can't help but moan at the sensations making pleasure tingle in your body from the top of your head down to the tips of your toes. You wish this had happened before Xavier got infected. You also wish he had never gotten infected in the first place, even if it meant he wouldn't be buried inside of your pussy right now.
"Xavier, don't stop," you moan, "please."
He keeps going, his hips stuttering, but he's determined to get you to orgasm once more. "Come on, cum for me, baby," he pleads and it's your undoing.
You moan loudly, your back arching and your body trembling as you cum on his cock. Your slick drips out around his cock as it pistons in and out of you. A few more sloppy thrusts and he's following you over the summit of pleasure and into the throes of his own orgasm. His hips jerk as he floods your insides, his seed painting your inner walls white.
When you pull off you hear him whimper. Dropping to your knees, trembling before him as he gazes down at you. His eyes are filled with worry, and you know your Xavier is back.
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It wasn't permanent, it never could be, but it still hurts to watch him go feral again a few hours later. You watch as his eyes that had been so caring only moments before became wild once more. Growling and snapping at you as he tries to escape the chains once more. A single tear drips down your cheek, falling from your chin to the ground below.
You'll have to wait for the cure to see Xavier as himself again, permanently.