Last part was too long so I decided to split it in two.
I'll upload next one this night or tomorrow; no proper sex here, but bonds and emotions; as I always say, sex is part of life, not vice versa!
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part 15 - Sacrifice is needed
-HIV:
"You're fooling me", Ian said. "Prove me you really are..."
"...Your virus! Yeah, you shouldn't doubt it", I chuckled; "where do you think your fever comes from?"
"Ordinary life", he whispered ringing the door bell again. "It's fuck flu. Nothing so dramatic! I expected it sooner or later and you're just making fun of me, naughty ghost."
The boy was playing with fire! Naked as he was, his body exposed to fresh air, I could seriously consider to decrease his immune system till its limit but suddenly I remembered my place: I was submitted to my carrier, PozCop's promises were clear. "You'll get an appropriate reward if you bring my chaser safely home".
And I had accomplished the whole mission: Ian was a little feverish, hcoughing, with a bleeding knee but mostly safe!
The door slightly opened and a human creature stared at the naked figure outside: "Poor Ian", I heard the voice saying; "let me take you inside!"
Why poor, what the fuck! We had fun together and the punishment was part of our new life, humans cannot understand it at all! I did not need to stay on guard though, as Ian was now guided by a female. The same girl carrying my main host's baby and another virus growing together with her kid.
"Second generation of gifters is coming", I thought to myself, pride starting to fill my RNA;
I relived the whole morning with the decisions I had to quickly make. Some happy and others painful but it was necessary because not all humans are important for the world, sometimes a sacrifice is needed. Although I could not reveal anything to my current hosts, I knew I made the best choice for all of them.
"Don't care about how humans look like", this was the only rule I learnt at the beginning of my existence; "go, infect, grow in their blood stream, no questions asked". This was my life before meeting the scientist who taught me human language, Dr. Raymond Still; and since he rewarded me transferring me to PozCop's blood stream I have understood my new host's death meant mine too, so I had to save his life whatever happened, whatever it took.
It was easy at first, when a criminal man kidnapped him; making him lose consciousness required no efforts so he managed to escape thanks to me, and although he remembered nothing, I could never forget Predator's face!
But the second time he put himself in danger, it was almost impossible for me to rescue him. Despite my host was a cop, he did never realize his kidnapper was very close to him. My warnings were useless, I gave him hints and invited him to stay on guard... For nothing. He even allowed that horrible person to live in his house.
Finally one day I had my chance: the Predator found another prey who soon became his ally and I could do nothing but wait for things to happen. My carrier's life was all that mattered, possible predator's death was an event I couldn't exclude or avoid.
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-Ian:
In the end someone opened the door and, surprisingly, it was not Gifter but I heard the unmistakable footsteps I have known since I was a small boy. "Look at yourself", Sharon said gently taking my arm. "You're in a terrible state!"
She was right. I felt sweaty with my whole body aching, definitely exhausted. I let her guide me and support me across the corridor, till we reached the elevator.
"Where's Gifter?" I asked. "I thought he would come to meet me!"
"No", she replied; "Adrian had to run away for an emergency and I have no idea when he's back, for now I'm in charge of looking after you and Alexandra. He's a cop and we must get used to this, bro. Nothing else to do or say."
I didn't have the strength to take the conversation any further, I just needed to relax! To my surprise Sharon took me straight to Gifter's room. "He recommended, you must stay here. Get under the covers and have a good sleep!"
But as soon as I laid down, she noticed my still bleeding knee. Without saying a word she began to eagerly lick my wound! In pain as I was, I felt relief with her wet tongue on me, imagining it was our gifter sucking; it lasted for a short while, then she cleaned it with an antiseptic and covered it with a bandage.
"I had to give it a taste", she whispered at my ear. "But never tell Adri, I want this to be our secret. A gift you gave to my baby. The first charged blood from a converting chaser, and I'm happy it's yours! My best friend and viral brother."
"I can keep secrets", I smiled and relaxed my body under the sheets, lying on a mattress too big for me alone.
Sharon took my temperature, it was quite high and she kissed my forehead: "rest now, sweetie. I go downstairs to see Alex! She's feverish too. you're both converting simultaneously, congrats!"
I nodded and turned my head to the other side. The last thing I heard, was her telling me to call her if I needed something.
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The wetness and warmth of a tongue on my neck woke me up and, after a long yawn, I realized not to be in a dream: two strong arms were holding me, a hard dick pressed against my ass cheeks while something else was inside me, maybe a buttplug!
"What is it like?" Gifter's voice gently asked, his lips still close to my neck. "Tell me how life is in the other world. Welcome back, honey!"
I wanted to turn around and hug him back, but his strong grip kept me in place. "I missed you", I told him; "where have you been?"
"You missed a lot of things", he said playing with the plug inside my ass; "I bred and plugged you several times and you didn't even notice! You slept for four whole days."
It was a prank for sure, how could I sleep for so long, and overall without realizing someone was fucking me! I reached out my hand to the nightstand where my smartphone usually stood on the charger; it was there, battery full, and tons of notifications! The device started to talk on its own. Damn, Gifter was right: I had really been off for four days and half!
Weak as I was, I left the phone on my pillow and started to swipe around, deleting useless or less important messages but one e-mail in particular caught my attention: "Ian, my dear. If something happens to me please remember I loved you. Stay away from Ryan, take care of our Gifter. Hunter." It was sent the day I went to the woods leaving all technology home!
Too late for any explanation from my former partner, maybe. PozCop took the device away from my hands and held me tight one more time:
"My love, I did not want you to know it in this way", he said. "But the other guys are no longer with us."
Too many questions filled my mind: Adri was calm, no signs of sadness. Ryan and Hunter could just have gone on their own way, no reason to think of the worst happening!
But the day I was taken to the woods by him, he then was called for an emergency and he's a cop dealing with murders. The same day, Hunter texted me he feared something bad happening with Ryan involved... Two and two, usually give a four.
A tear came down from my eyes and Gifter kissed it away: "honey, calm and cool. I'll explain everything to you. Now let's check your fever then you go to shower, we must run to the clinic!"
My temperature was quite high but tolerable, so Adri passionately kissed me before pushing me into the shower: "I wait for you downstairs", he said, and closed the door on my disappointment: he would not join me.
With water running all over my body, latest events emerged from my deepest thoughts: I still didn't figure out who the voice guiding me was! Could it really be HIV talking and interacting, even sexually, with me!
"We're finally alone again", the familiar voice said. "We have to talk now."
"Holl ... Hol ... ly fuck", I exclaimed, water going down my throat and making me gag. "Naughty ghost what on earth do you want!"
I bent over, just in case the entity wanted me; but a pain on my hips forced me to stand up. "Sorry, no interspecies sex now. It's important, listen to me! I had to make you lose senses. It was the only solution to protect you from painful events. Better you know it from your HIV than from humans! It's about Hunter."
"A machine told me", I replied. "Hunter is dead, I'm sure. He said goodbye by text message then disappeared."
"Yes, and I let it happen!" the virus added, without caring about my shocked reaction. "Hunter was patient zero of a killer HPV strain but I did not cause his death! I swear it! He was murdered."
Everything was too unreal; I shook my head then my whole body hoping it was a dream, but I only ended up spreading shower gel and shampoo everywhere; I started rinsing me off, attempting to hide tears and I felt a strange warmth: it was not fever or the shower, it felt like a real hug although no one was around.
"No tears, cutie", the invisible creature spoke again; "now you must reach your gifter and go to the clinic with the whole family. No reason to cry from now on, we are all safe!"
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-PozCop:
When I reached the living room Alexandra and Sharon had clothes on, sitting on the couch and staring at the wall clock. "Ian's always late", Sharon complained; "and you know my parents do not accept us to make them wait. You're giving that boy too much freedom!"
"Funeral is today for both guys, right?" Alex asked ignoring her girlfriend; "at least the clinic is an excuse not to go."
"No worries", I smiled at both; "we'll avoid that event as those assholes ended up as they deserved. I have nothing to blame myself for, it was self-defense. Let's call it an accident! I'll explain everything to Ian but then please, this chapter is forever closed. We have nothing more to be afraid of, this is all that counts from now on! You hear me?"
"And what about your gun", Sharon tried to say; "will your chief give it back..." but Ian's footsteps down the stairs interrupted our conversation. My guy was finally ready to go; clean, properly clothed and carrying his folded white cane in his hand. "I want to show you something, Gifter", he announced walking towards the door, with Alex slowly following him from behind. He moved fast, without any help, so I smiled proudly to the girls: "you see, they've become friends! His virus is guiding him properly. You two, three with our kid: follow Ian's example and talk to your HIV! Now let's go!"
Alex next to me, Sharon with Ian on the back seat, all four of us got in my car and as soon as I started the engine a song began to play: "I heard the secrets that you keep, when you're talking in your sleep."
"Hunter's favourite. Could you please change the playlist?" Ian asked; "it awakens sad memories."
Both me and Alex tried to skip current track, with no success; even turning the radio off didn't work at all! Our HIV wanted Ian to face his memories, that was the only explanation I could provide for what happened.
"Maybe it's simply this old car, it needs to be changed!" Alex joked at me. "Brother, you know what I think about it; next time we'll break down, I'm sure!"
"This is what they say! But you teach me: miracles can happen, my chaser and sister!"
Finally we arrived, the sign was clearly visible: "Still & Sloan Sexual Health clinic". We all sat down in the waiting room, thankfully few patients were sitting so we could spend some time talking and cuddling each other. "I'd breed you here", I whispered to Ian; "but there's something better planned for us now."
"Ladies with me", a woman's voice suddenly called; I recognized her immediately and introduced Ian to her. "Evelyn Sloan. Sharon's mother", she shook my guy's hand. "And if you're here, well, congratulations! My husband waits for you in the other room."
I took Ian's hand and together we walked through a corridor I knew too well, till we reached a door. "Come in", the man said; "Gifter Adri, welcome back!"