Strange Bedfellows

Strange Bedfellows: Part II - Alien Abducted By Humans!


Rei looked around the spacious changing area, barely able to keep from shaking. Here was a man he didn't even know other than a name, "Gene," and he was expected to.... The winged boy gulped nervously, and tried to think about something else.... Getting some clothes seemed like a good distraction. When he got a good look at the clothes the bouncer had been referring to, however, he thought again. "Good Gods!" he gasped, blushing madly.

Gene paused in the removal of his own clothes, and immediately drew his gun. "What...what is it? Did they find us?"

"Er...no.... I apologize for startling you..." Rei replied. "They expect me to wear THIS? There is little difference between wearing these and going naked!"

Gene put up his gun and walked over to where Rei stood. "That's the idea...to leave only the most important things covered. Just enough to make you--I mean, a person fun to undress."

The alien glanced at Gene, who had his shirt and shoes off and pants unzipped. ...Even his battle scars are handsome.... Rei thought. He looawayaway quickly, blushing a little more.

Gene blinked at the blush, he'd shown more skin at the local bathhouses, so why the blush? He grinned suddenly. "Reikiki Subsisto...are you a virgin?" Rei didn't reply, but his silence spoke volumes. Gene snickered.... "My God...I haven't had a virgin in ages. Don't worry Rei...I'll be gentle." The redhead ran his hands along a row of clothes. "How about this: you choose something for me...and I'll choose something for you."

Rei fought back the blush with an effort and nodded slightly. "I have no idea what to choose...."

Gene smiled gently, "Whatever catches your eye... Here I'll start." He picked out a pair of pants; the black leather gleamed so brightly it looked almost wet. He handed them to Rei. "Put these on, then choose something for me." Rei nodded and accepted the garment from Gene, quickly donning it. He looked back at the redhead when he'd finished putting them on, not quite sure what to say.

Gene blinked; the pants didn't look like they'd be quite that tight. "You look great..." He grinned. "Now choose an item for me." Rei looked back at the rack of clothes, somehow immensely pleased that Gene was happy with his clothing. He looked at the articles of clothing a moment, then decided just to reach for one. Gene accepted the bright white peasant top with its loose flowing sleeves and lifted a brow. "You going for the classic pirate look?"

The winged boy looked away once again, muttering almost under his breath, "I...was unsure what to choose.... I simply picked one at random...."

Gene shrugged and slipped the shirt on, tying the slim ties in a loose bow. "That's fine...now let's see." He hummed slightly as he tried to dig up one of the shirts he'd envisioned. When he couldn't find one he settled for the next closest thing. "C'mere...you'll need help with this." Rei looked at the garment Gene held, and raised a slightly shocked eyebrow. The shirt (if it could be called one) looked like little more than a few straps and silver rings. But nonethelese wae walked to Gene, not quite sure how the thing was put on. Gene turned the straps in his hand until he found the right angle. He slipped the large diamond shaped opening over Rei's head and smoothed the two largest straps so they fell in a straight line down the center of the alien's back and chest. The silver rings settled just between Rei's pectorals and shoulder blades, connected by two smaller straps of the same black leather. "Can you lift your wings a bit Rei? I need to get this over your waist." Rei shivered as the cold metal touched the sensitive skin of his back, but lifted his wings so that Gene could do whatever else he needed to with the garment.

Gene slipped the strap in the small space between the iridescent wings, and used the Velcro to make it snug. He paused once it was done and looked at the delicate patterns of veins that ran like lace through the shimmery translucent green. "You have beautiful wings Rei." Gene said softly, before moving down and fastening the strap around the alien's hips.

Rei blushed at the compliment. "I.... Thank you, Gene..." he returned just as softly.

Gene smiled warmly and ran a hand over his new companion's back, tracing the smooth skin with his gloves. "It's your turn to choose something for me...see anything you like?"

As Gene's gloved hand pasoverover his back, Rei shivered. His back was a very sensitive area. Then he turned his gaze back to the rack of clothing and actually looked this time before he picked something out. It turned out to be a pair of black leather pants with laces up the side. After visualizing exactly what Gene would look like in the garment, he handed them to Gene with a lopsided smile, his face still a bit red.

Gene fought the urge to tease when he saw Rei blush. Instead he simply began to remove his own pants and underwear so he could slip the tight black leather over his legs. They ended up hitting him just a bit too high over the ankle, but the finished effect was quite impressive nonetheless. "There..." the redhead said before turning around and heading to the shoes. "How do you feel about combat boots Rei?"

The winged boy raised an eyebrow. "I could tell you if I knew exactly what you meant..." he replied.

Gene picked up a pair of shiny black combat boots and held them up. "These... they're a bit heavy, but they'll go with the theme of your outfit. Hmm ugly laces though..."

"Ah, I see," the auburn-haired boy replied. He took the boots from Gene and put them on, unconsciously giving the redhead an enticing view of his leather-encased backside. Gene grinned and took off his gloves before giving the tight butt a light squeeze. Rei let out a startled yelp and straightened quickly, blushing madly when he realized exactly what had happened. He saw the grin on Gene's face and his blush deepened.

"Heh.... It was so cute," Gene said without an ounce of chagrin. "I couldn't resist." He draped his arm over Rei's shoulder. "Now...which ones should I wear?"

The winged boy raised an eyebrow at Gene, still not understanding his behavior, but not wanting to question it. He looked at the footwear and considered the redhead's current outfit. After a quick perusal, he selected a pair of knee-high boots. "What about these?"

Gene blinked at the choice; he'd never worn boots like that before. Oh well.... There's a first time for everything, he thought as he plopped down onto a bench to begin working the boots up his leg.

Rei watched as the redhead worked somewhat clumsily with the boots. "Do you require my aid?"

Gene let out a slightly strangled sound. "Ummm...okay." He stopped struggling with the boot and lifted his leg. "Give it a good shove." Kneeling in front of Gene, the winged boy took hold of the sole of the boot and did as Gene suggested. The boot slipped on with relative ease. Rei smiled; those kind of boots were easy to put on. He used to wear them all the time. Gene's cheeks turned a very subtle shade of pink as he looked at the young man kneeling in front of him. He felt a definite stirring in his groin from the suggestive position. He shook his head slightly and put on a grin. "Ready to go?"

Rei remembered exactly what was expected of them and became nervous again, his heart beginning to pound against his ribs. Gene had promised to be gentle, but.... The winged boy stood. "I...suppose so...." he replied, nodding slightly and looking at the floor.

Gene sighed and reached out to cup Rei's cheek. "Hey...don't sweat it. We'll start slow.... Our audience may just want some heavy petting. Believe it or not...they don't always want the full show."

Rei nodded. "Will they at least tell us what's expected of us, or are we supposed to guess?"

Gene stood up and did a few last minute adjustments to his outfit as he spoke. "It matters really... some of them are very vocal in what they want...others will make you guess." The redhead stomped his feet a few times to try and get used to footwear with heels and continued. "I'm afraid we won't know until we're in there. They'll speak to us over the intercom."

"I understand," the winged boy replied with a nod.

Gene smiled, and began to speak again, but the bouncer had returned. "Your room's prepared...you boys all set?"

The redhead nodded and pressed a gentle hand to Rei's back. "Come on.... Let's get this over with." I always feel a bit weird when I'm reduced to this.... I'm sorry I had to drag you in with me Rei, the outlaw thought to himself as he let his eye's roam over his companion's body. Though I must say I'm not sorry I'll get to touch you. Too bad it couldn't be under better circumstances. Rei simply nodded and followed the bouncer to the room that had been prepared for them.

The room was fairly spartan, only a bed, a nightstand and a small sink. The walls were a dark industrial gray, the sheets were black cotton, and the lighting was almost harsh in it's brightness to keep any shadows from blocking the view.

Gene stared at the mirror, wondering what sort of person was on the other side. Someone hideous, who felt that this was their best option; perhaps a business tycoon who felt the need to control a sexual encounter? The redhead sighed, for now they were simply the one paying his ticket to safety, and that was all. He turned back around to look at Rei. "Ready?" The winged boy had no idea what to do, but answered Gene's question with a nervous gulp and a nod of his head. Gene turned back to the mirror and cocked his hip. "We're ready when you are.... What would you like to see?"

The intercom popped on, and the voice that came over carried the distinct warble effect of voice scrambling. "A kiss...kisses are always a good way to start off..."

* * *

Right about the time Gene and Reikiki entered the room, Jim finally made it through to their mysteriounefanefactor. "Jim, right?" the Professor inquired. "Did you get it?"

Jim sighed. "Yeah we got it..." Then his expression grew a bit thoughtful. "But only the contents survived the trip out."

The Professor frowned at that. He realized that Jim and Gene knew what had been housed inside the container. "Were the contents damaged?" he asked.

Jim tapped his fingers against the desk. "No...Reikiki is fine...if a bit confused. You do realize appiapping was never mentioned in our agreement."

Prof looked taken aback. "Kidnapping? I never asked you to kidnap anyone. I asked you to get back a scientific discovery, and you did, correct?"

Jim frowned, "He looked like a living breathing person to me. Even if the wings are a bit of a shock...so in my book that counts as kidnapping. Exactly what were you planning on doing with him when you got him?"

"I told you the details on it were classified," Prof returned. "You'll get your money anyway. What do you care?"

Jim paused a moment; they really did need the money, but was it worth knowing what Rei would most likely be subjected to? The young blonde tried to remain impassive, to tell himself Rei was just another specimen. He growled and shook his head. "WHAT were you going to do? The deal's off and we keep him unless you tell me why you want him so badly!"

The Professor leaned in a little closer to his own video screen. "Listen, brat. That's classified. I could tell you, but I'd have to have you shot after I did. You've got one hour to return it, then we come after all three of you. Got it? Now, what do you say? You turn it over to us, you get your money and we forget we met. You don't, and there'll be Hell to pay."

Jim sighed again. Looks like I'm the one who's going to bring the roof down on our heads for a change. He gave the Professor his sweetest smile and replied, "Go to hell...and have a nice day."

Prof was startled a moment, then his eyes narrowed. "Fine. You wanna play hardball, have it your way. But don't say you haven't been warned...." With that, the video screen went dead.

Jim let out a shaky breath and fell back against the seat. Looks like we won't be able to stay on Heifong anymore... I'd better find Gene so we can get the hell offa this mudball. I just hope I don't have to knock him out for the trip.

* * *

Meanwhile, Gene had just finished his first tentative kiss with Rei. "You know...you taste pretty good Rei."

The winged boy was slightly out of breath from the kiss, managing only a nod in reply. When he found his voice again, he replied, "As do you, Gene...." Gene smiled and let his lips trail over his companions cheek, and on down to the slim throat. He suckled the delicate skin above Rei's pulse gently as he let one of his hands slide over a lithe arm and the other over the tight butt he'd grabbed earlier. Once again he gave it a little squeeze. This caused Rei to jump, bringing their hips into contact. The winged boy's heart began to beat faster when he noted the redhead's aroused state.

Gene let his other hand drop so he could pull Rei's hips into closer contact with his own. He ground their arousals together as he nipped the alien's throat gently. "Getting excited Rei? That's good...real good." A soft moan passed Reikiki's slightly parted lips at the feel of the
other man against him. Not quite sure what to do with his hands, the winged boy idly traced a gentle finger over one of the scars on Gene's arm. Gene smiat tat the gesture. "I'm afraid scars don't feel much." He took Rei's hand and guided it to his nipples, "These on the other hand." The
outlaw shivered as he helped the alien brush his fingers over the dark reddish-brown nub. "These feel quite nice."

Soon Rei had caught the hang of it and experimented a little, lightly pinching the bud of flesh with careful fingers. Gene let out a small hiss. "Ahhh...that's even better. You're a fast learner." He let his own hand slid up to gently rub Rei's nipple with callused fingers. "Let's see if you like it too..." The winged boy shut his eyes tightly, inhaling a deep breath at the feel of Gene's fingers, releasing the breath in a thin moan.

The voice over the speaker was a very unwelcome intrusibut but the space pirate covered it well. "Why not move to the bed? I think it's time you both got more...comfortable."

The outlaw forced himself to smile. He'd almost forgotten they weren't alone. Oh well...the man's right.... These boots are killing me. He pressed his lips to Rei's ear and let his hands drop so he could lift the alien against him. "Put your legs over my hips Rei." Rei did as he was instructed, a bit confused at the request. Gene claimed his companion's mouth hungrily and walked them over to the bed. He almost put Rei on first before he remembered the wings and quickly turned around. The redhead let himself fall across the sheets, pulling Rei with him. Rei returned the kiss, hesitantly running his tongue over the redhead's bottom lip.

Gene shivered slightly then let his hands slide up to begin undoing the straps of the alien's simple 'shirt', the rasp of Velcro was harsh in the silent room, but somehow...erotic. Once he had all the straps freed, Gene took hold of the leather and began to pull it off with infinite care. He couldn't wait to feel Rei's bare chest pressed against his own, but he didn't want to damage those lovely wings. While the redhead busied himself with this, Rei pulled at the ties
that he could reach on the shirt Gene wore, untying them and slipping a hand inside to brush two fingers down the center of his companion's chest.

Gene tossed the bundle of rings and straps into the corner and shrugged out of his own shirt, all while keeping his lips locked to his companion's. It was still hanging over his forearms when Rei's fingers began their exploration of his chest. "You sure you've never done this?" he asked
with a slight groan.

"I...have never gotten much further than this...." Rei replied, blushing slightly.

Gene smiled. "That's okay...we all start off virgins. I tell you what..why don't you stand up real quick so we can get the pants off, and I'll show you a bit more, huh?" The winged boy's blush deepened a bit, but he stood, as Gene suggested.

Gene's hands went to the tight black leather covering Rei's lower half. The outlaw could almost see himself in the shiny material. Then the slight hiss that announced the speaker being activated came on again. Gene finally lost his patience. "Look pal...you're really breaking the mood here...if you want your show just keep quiet and watch!!"

"'Fraid it's not your voyeur, Starwind," a familiar, non-scrambled voice said over the intercom. "And we have someone here that you might wanna listen to."

Jim growled and wished he was as good with a gun as Gene. "Get out of here Gene!! They were on to us the whole time!! I couldn't find Fred anywhere and we..." The rest was cut off and the distinct sound of a tranq gun's hiss came over the speakers.

Gene sat up abruptly, barely reaching out in time to keep Rei from tumbling off his hips. You assholes!! Who do you think you're messing with? Nobody tranquilizes my partner and gets away with it!!"

Prof.'s voice came over the speaker again. "You give us the alien and we let you both go and pay your money to boot. You don't give it to us and I'll do more than tranq him."

Rei stood and faced the mirrored glass. "My name is not 'the alien.' I am Reikiki Subsisto, and I will thank you to refer to me as such," he said calmly.

"Well, then, Reikiki Subsisto," Prof replied. "Have a nice nap." No sooner were these words out than a man barged into the room, tranquilizer gun raised. Before Rei could turn, the man fired the dart, hitting the auburn-haired boy in the back, right at the root of his wings. Pain shot through him and he screamed. Rei collapsed to his knees, then fell on his face.

The man drew a gun and trained it on Gene. "Don't move," he growled.

Gene snarled, and kneeled beside his fallen comrade. Jim...Rei.... Shit...! What the hell am I supposed to do?! He glared at the gunman. "What have you done?! Where's Jim!?"

The aging Professor walked into the room half-carrying an unconscious Jim by a hand clamped around the boy's arm. "Now, Gene Starwind, we make a trade." He leveled his own gun at Jim's head. "That alien for your little pal. Otherwise he ain't gonna be happy when he wakes up. If he wakes up at all."

Gene felt his anger skyrocketing at the way his friend was being manhandled. He wished he'd brought a gun, he'd love to blast the Professor in the face. "You bastard...." I swear I'm going to make you pay. The outlaw growled and slowly put his hands behind his head to show he wouldn't fight. At least, not at the moment.

"Good choice, pirate," Prof. continued. A couple of his men pulled Rei roughly into a semi-standing position, not seeming to care about the winged boy's delicate bone structure. "If this--" he indicated the room-- "...Was all you wanted this alien for, I think we should have it. At least it won't be used as a whore if it's with us." The aged man fairly tossed Jim at Gene. "And if you follow us, we'll kill this alien very painfully, got it?"

Gene wasn't able to keep it back. "I brought him here to protect him from you, sick bastard.... I didn't force him to be here, and at least I treated him with something close to affection!"

"Whatever," Prof. replied, waving his free hand. He made another gesture, and one of his men tossed a handful of chips at Gene. "There's your money, hotshot," the aging man groused, then he and his men left the room with Rei.

Gene watched them go feeling extremely frustrated at his helplessness. He pulled Jim into his arms and checked his vitals, breathing a sigh of relief as he found the heartbeat strong and steady. He glared at the chips; they seemed to mock him, and if he could he'd have vaporized them on the spot. Instead he gathered them up; it would be a fitting irony for the Professor to pay for Jim's care and the weapons he'd need to get Rei back.

* * *

After a short trip, during which Rei had awoken (and fought like Hell to get away, which made the doctors dose him with sleeping gas to make him keep him quiet), Prof. and his men arrived at Search Conv-Corp. They carried Rei into a white room with nothing inside but a single table with straps on it.

"Prepare to examine the alien," Prof. instructed his men. They strapped Rei to the table as Prof was putting on a surgical mask, gloves, and a surgeon's gown. After securing the winged boy to the table (and on his back, no less), the men who'd nabbed Rei left, and a host of others dressed similarly to the Prof entered the room. Prof. retrieved a pair of surgical scissors from a nearby table and began to cut away the leather pants Rei still wore.

The winged boy began to awaken, and when he saw his predicament, he began to struggle against the straps. But, as though it had been planned that way, every time he moved, the table under him scratched his wings. Finally, with a stifled sob, he gave up and lay quiescent as the doctors began their examination....

* * *

Gene sighed as he left Jim in the care of the hospital staff. Their questions had made him terribly uncomfortable; it was as if he couldn't care about Jim and not have some sick motive in mind. Okay so maybe the fact he'd rushed in half naked still in costume with Jim bruised and in a slave collar had a bit to do with it... It was only when he'd handed over one of the 100,000-wong chips the Professor had tossed him that the questions stopped. He let out a rueful chuckle. They can pretend to be noble all they want...it still boils down to money.

The outlaw sighed as he though back over his short time with the alien. The cute blushes, his soft lilting voice, his friendly nature.... He couldn't leave him in the hands of those scientists. Money made things easier, but some things simply weren't worth the cost. He knew guilt was one of them. I'll find you Rei...and I'll set you free. I promise.

Gene sighed again and went back out to the car. It wasn't his forte, but he'd have to dig up what information he could. It was obvious Fred was no longer in charge of Fong's. The man was strange, but very loyal. He'd never sell him out after he'd paid the price. If he could find Fred, the 'businessman' might have the answers he'd need.

A few minutes later he was literally beating his head against the desk in frustration. He couldn't find anything about where Rei might be, and he couldn't even find Fred. "AAAUGHH!!! How the heck does Jim do it?!?"

All of a sudden a news flash-type item popped up on the laptop. Something about an amazing discovery by a dark horse in the field of scientific research--Gene's eyes widened at the name--Search Conv-Corp. Reading through the article, it appeared that they'd found a single specimen of a species of humanoid creatures thought to have died out millions of years ago. Oh yeah! That's it.... Fate must be on my side. He picked up his gun, and headed towards the door. He didn't expect to find Jim leaning against it.

"You weren't thinking of leaving without me, were you Gene?"

Gene shut his jaw and grinned. "It wouldn't be same without you. Did you bring any supplies?"

Jim grinned as well, "Of course! I know you well Gene Starwind, which is why I pickpocketed a few chips from you before you handed me over to the hospital. You should have seen the look on your face when they asked if you were my Dad."

Gene stopped patting himself down. He didn't bother asking how Jim had managed the trick, it was enough that it would save them some time. He grinned at his young partner and hopped into the car. "All right! Let's go!"

Jim slid behind the wheel and took off. "You know it.... Oh and Gene...never take up hacking. You left a trail a mile wide, it took me almost an hour to cover your tracks." The familiar sounds of their arguing filled the air with an odd sort of camaraderie as Jim sped towards the building where they would find the young Perdaetan.

* *

Rei huddled nude in a corner of the cell-like room they'd placed him in, or rather, had thrown him in. His wings were scratched and aching--bleeding in some places--his entire body was sore from being poked and prodded, and his vision was blurry from something they'd injected him with.

It didn't get bad until they found out that he was empathic. He'd attempted to convey his displeasure with the situation via mental links. Actually, at first it was quite funny, watching all the doctors and scientists try to figure out where those emotions had come from and seeing their expressions when he launched a "bullet" of his feelings. But when they realized Rei was the source of the feelings, they drugged him with something that wouldn't let him concentrate enough to focus.

The winged boy'd had no defense whatsoever after he'd been drugged, and to tell the truth, he really didn't care by that point. He sorely wished himself dead, realizing that it would always be like that, for as long as he stayed there. He prayed to the Perdaetan god of the air and winged creatures--Oguusti--that he would be struck down so that he wouldn't have to suffer anymore.

But he had more important things to worry about. Today had been the external examination, which, despite his condition, was relatively benign.

...Tomorrow, however...was the internal examination....