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The following short story is based on characters created for the television series DARK ANGEL,
and is set in the time frame following the Max Allan Collins novel AFTER THE DARK. -- author's note

Seduction
By Valjean

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Artwork courtesy of Valjean &
JensenAckles.org

He kissed her softly ... gently ... intimately. Eyes closed, he could smell her sweet scent, and the feel of her delicate hands pressing into the small of his back made him shiver.

"Alec," she whispered against his freshly shaved cheek. "Come home with me."

Putting the slender girl slightly away from him, X5-494 looked down into trusting cornflower blue eyes, large beneath lush lashes as they peered up at him.

"Daddy's away on a conference," she continued. "We'll have the house all to ourselves."

It was the opening he'd been waiting for -- beneficial access as Manticore would call it. But--

"What's the matter?" the teenage girl said. "We can be alone. Don't you want to be alone with me?"

"Of course I do," Alec said, finding his voice at last and being careful to put a seductive tone into it. His big hand caressed long auburn hair, fingers tangling in its silken length before resting lightly on the warm skin of a tanned bare shoulder. Glancing around the park where they'd met for their afternoon rendezvous, he realized the sun was going down, and that he didn't have much time. Hesitation wasn't an option.

Karen Denari wrapped arms more tightly around her handsome new boyfriend's neck and stood on tiptoe, full lips chasing his until she was devouring him. Naive in the ways of love up until recently, she'd been a quick study. But then she'd had an excellent tutor ... "I love you, Alec," she said shyly. "And I want you to have me ... to be my first."

Closing his eyes once more, Alec tried to let his body go ... tried to slide into the moment ... tried to convince himself this would be fun ... enjoyable ... She's a virgin, the devilish counterpoint to his conscience whispered in his mind. You've never had a virgin before.

He cleared his throat. "I love you, too," he lied, pulling away to once more study that innocent trusting face as he deliberately formed the words he knew she wanted to hear and gave her his most charming smile. That's a cheap ploy and I don't go there. Clenching his teeth, the X5 told the little voice to go fuck itself. This had to be done.

"You say your dad's away?"

"For the weekend," Karen replied happily, taking hold of his hand and leading him toward her car that was parked in the public lot -- a shiny silver BMW that had probably cost more money than it took to provision Terminal City for half a year. "When we get there I'll send the maid home early and we'll have the house all to ourselves for the night."

She had everything planned. Things were working out great. Except--

"Wait," Alec said, drawing her to a halt. "Karen, we've only been dating a couple of weeks. Don't you think it's a little soon ... that we should take it slow?"

What the hell are you doing? a tinny voice rang in his ear -- and this time it wasn't his conscience. She's taking you to the house, Alec! It's the access you need!

494 reached up and subtly pressed a finger against the tiny metal disc that was stuck to the mastoid bone behind his right ear -- a miniature transceiver that had cost Terminal City an arm, a leg, and 20 boxes of ammo to procure on the black market.

Go, Max hissed. We've got to get that report!

Alec glanced over at the car. Maybe he could manage this without things going too far with Karen. Maybe he could slip away from her in the house, get the intel, then say he didn't feel well and leave. But then he saw the way the 17-year-old girl was looking at him ... the adoration in her eyes ... and realized he'd played his role too well. She wasn't going to get out of this one with her heart intact.

And neither was he.

It had been so very easy ... seducing Karen ...

Observing her father -- Marine Colonel Jack Denari, head of the military's Seattle branch assigned to keep tabs on the transgenics -- it hadn't taken himself and Max long to figure out the guy's weak spot -- his only child, Karen. Divorced long ago and forced to constantly move around the country, father and daughter were as emotionally close as a family could get.

However, Karen wasn't daddy's little girl any longer. She was a voluptuous, vibrant teenager on the verge of becoming sexually active -- a perfect target for an X5 Unit genetically designed to manipulate, seduce, and deceive ("Valentine Op" 494's handlers had called his kind).

Alec and Max had agreed. The way to the information they needed -- a secret government report that outlined the military's long term plans for dealing with the so-called transgenic threat -- was to obtain a copy from Denari's computer. And the way to access his high-security home was through Karen.

They'd been dating for almost two weeks, Alec having arranged to "accidentally" bump into the girl in her favorite book store where he, too, was browsing through the New Age section. Coffee and croissants, dinner, two movies, flowers, candy, and a walk along the pier had led to several heavy petting sessions in the front seat of her car.

Now, she wanted more of him ... expected it. Alec knew tonight would be his chance.

*****


"Shut up," Max snapped.

"But Max," Dix protested. "I have to know what kind of computer the guy has before I can start the download."

"Alec will tell you as soon as he can," she said, her voice unusually strained. "Just be quiet so I can hear what's going on."

"Are you real sure you want to listen in like this?" Mole remarked from beside her, his cigar sour breath making Max's stomach turn. "I mean, shouldn't you give the kids some privacy considerin' what our stud's gotta do."

"I said shut up!" Max practically shouted. Sniffing loudly, she swallowed hard, telling herself those couldn't be tears in her eyes. Alec was doing exactly what she'd ordered him to do. It wasn't like he was cheating on her or anything was it? Not really. Why, she'd personally orchestrated this whole mission, right down to being the one who'd lasered off Alec's bar code two weeks ago and given him a touch-up on it just last night. She'd also trimmed his hair, bought him two good shirts, some new Levis, and a pair of expensive-as-hell Outback boots -- so he could look the preppy student-teacher part (his cover story) -- and then sent him off to Karen late this afternoon with a deep intimate kiss and a promise that she'd be waiting for him when he returned.

The truth was, Max had hoped it wouldn't come to this, even though both she and Alec had known from the start that he might have to sleep with the girl in order to get to the report. If Denari had had a teenage son instead of a daughter, it would have been her job instead of 494's -- the information was that vital. If the government had any long range plans at all for genocide or sterilization for their people, then they needed to know.

"Sounds like they're in the house," Dix said, listening in on his own ear piece.

Damn, Max thought as the tears returned. This was going to be hard.

*****


She led him straight to her bedroom -- after dismissing the maid -- and by the time Alec had shut the door and turned around Karen had already slipped the straps of her dress down. As he watched, for once struck speechless, the garment puddled around her feet on the floor leaving her clad in nothing but a tiny pink thong.

Her budding breasts were gorgeous ... mouth watering ... the nipples pink and slightly upturned, her skin akin to lightly freckled porcelain.

A familiar tightening sensation tingled in Alec's loins, his erection stirring. She was extremely beautiful ... vulnerable ... his for the taking. Suddenly, he wanted to touch her ... taste her ... hear her moan and make her writhe with pleasure. She'd be tight and slick as he pressed into her, buried himself in her ...

His hard-on began to ache.

"Aren't you going to take off your clothes?" she asked coyly, her cheeks tinging pink at the embarrassment of her own bold words.

The little girl wasn't used to playing these games, Alec realized. But she was making a damn good try of it as she reclined back on the bed, her china doll legs spread invitingly. She'd had a bikini wax, the flesh down there smooth and inviting ...

The X5 in Alec thought this through. He could have sex with her ... satisfy her ... and when she was asleep he could sneak out of the room and find Denari's office. There would be security, of course. But Dix could talk him through it now that he'd breached the main house systems and was inside. The alternatives were--

Alec sighed deeply. There really weren't any alternatives short of knocking the girl out with his fist. But the whole point of this mission was to get the intel secretly, without Denari ever knowing his he (and his daughter) had been compromised.

Compromised? Alec's lips twitched in a small sarcastic smile. Now there was a new word for it he supposed.

It's all right, Alec, Max whispered in his ear. Do what you have to do. I already forgive you.

With another heavy sigh ... hating himself yet also unbearably aroused ... Alec began unbuttoning his shirt.

*****


"She's going to find out eventually, you know," he said to Max in the darkness of the bed they shared. "What I am ... what I did to her ..."

"What a jerk you are," she continued for him as she turned over in his arms, her naked breasts pressing warmly against his smooth muscular chest as their bare legs tangled. "Even though you're not really. Well, at least not so far as I'm concerned. Not anymore."

"Max, I used that little girl. Hell, it was statutory rape. Then I just disappeared into the night without ever telling her why. Can you imagine how she feels?"

Max kissed Alec's slightly stubbled cheek, then nuzzled his ear with her nose, finding his guilt oddly touching. "You saved our lives, asshole. Doesn't that count for something? Now, we have plenty of time to make plans ... get ready to defend ourselves. The U.S. government has no intention of truly allowing the transgenics to be full citizens. All of that is just bullshit talk. What they really want is to have us back. They consider us government property, Alec. And they want to breed us like livestock."

A sudden thought occurred to 452. "You used protection didn't you? So there won't be any evidence?"

"Yes," Alec said dryly. "Condom. Although whether or not I'm a jerk is debateable, I'm definitely not an idiot, Max. As for the importance of my mission, I know. But Karen doesn't have anything to do with that. She's innocent. Or, at least she was until I--"

Max's fingers on his lips shushed him. "Stop it, Alec. I know you feel guilty, and that you're thinking about Rachel, comparing Karen to her. But you'll be fine. You have to be."

"Because you need me?"

She kissed him then, and could feel his wry smile against her face as her hands roamed down his body, cupping his tight ass ... needing to possess him. That girl ... another female ... had touched what was hers, and it was driving her crazy.

Max had been listening the whole time through the transceiver. She knew that Alec had "performed" his duty to the fullest -- had vividly and sickeningly pictured ever moment of that half hour he'd been in bed with the teenager. At least Karen's first time had been with an experienced man, she thought ... someone who'd been careful and made sure she'd been pleasured as well instead of a redneck jock with no thought except to cum inside of her. Still, the girl was so young and beautiful ... so much like Rachel, Alec's first love. In a way, Max was jealous, and now wanted to claim her man again as her own.

"The next City Council session is gonna be televised," Alec said. "She'll see me then ... realize I'm a Freak as well as a cad."

"Can't be helped," Max said as she touched him beneath the covers. "Now shut up and give me back what's mine."

THE END

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