Excuse any errors, this was typed on a cell phone.

This Fiction has received: the Stormy Seal of Approval Me Gusta

Commission for Patthekitsune After reading my fanfiction: Trouble in Paradise she couldn't resist asking for more Nick/Spryman romance~

This story is mostly implied. it's open to interpretation. is it a memory? or is he just imagining it all?

Ozzy&Drix (c) Warner & Farlley Bros.

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"Did you miss me, baby?" The voice echoed through the room, and yet it didn't.

Thoughts running through the young being's head all focusing on that one person. That vile creature who had infiltrated his home and tried to rule them all. He couldn't stop thinking about him. His sickly white skin, and piercing red eyes. That smooth tantalizing voice. He could almost imagine how it would feel to have those claws slide across his own membrane.

"I can drive you crazy babe." The chemical would say and slice through the cell's clothes like they were nothing, claws barely grazing membrane.

He groaned almost able to feel those claws on his membrane again. Like when he had first been captured.

A slick tongue slid up the side of his face, while that clawed hand hooked into the rim of his pants. "You're all mine, baby."

Pants hit the floor, boxers following suit. He was glad he was alone in the room, and then again he wished the one who haunted him was still there. To cure his growing need. To touch, and speak those slick words. Slick as the oily substance he was.

"You liked my song, babe? I can sing for you again." Claws stroked membrane sensually. "All you have to do is let me run this joint."

"B-but I can't..." he trembled and bit his lip fingering himself in lew of his own thoughts. How could a memory be so powerful it could leave him like this. On his knees begging for more.

A throbbing length thrust inside barely allowing for adjustment. Burning through cytoplasm and organelles alike. Burning brighter with each breath. Hotter with each thrust.

The mark was still there. He knew it was. Even if he pretended it wasn't for public sake. Moaning ever louder he pumped himself his thoughts bringing him back to that pain. So hot. So painful. But so good.

With a final thrust the burning formula was injected into the smaller form. Binding quickly with the DNA sequence it came into contact with. A wicked grin spread across that pale face as the monster left. An infection of his own kind now in place.

A loud yelp followed as he came into his hand. Panting heavily. Wishing for the one who caused this. Sinking to his chair he heaved a soft sob. A hand lightly toughing his belly. He hid his face. "Why did you do this to me?"