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It had been about three months since Grey had found himself in this dorm room, buried beneath a giant mountain in the middle of... well, he had no clue. Someone somewhere in the United States government probably did, but they were not letting him know at least. But, for the last three months this had been his home. The first month was the worst, trying to get accommodated to the place, requesting stuff be added or removed to his dorm room, getting it just the way he wanted it. The last two months were much simpler. A schedule, a routine that he would follow every day. Wake up at 6am, work out with a small group of trainers that focused him on his physical condition. 7am, breakfast which he would devour whatever he wanted. 8am until 5pm, work with the lab technicians and scientists to figure out and enhance his abilities and then discover new ones from time to time. After that, it was up to him what he would be doing. It was not a bad life, but definitely not one he had a choice in. Grey was 'chosen' without much choice by the United States Government to be its first 'superhero,' however, it seems like first mutant test subject would be a better name. However, it was better than his life before so he could not complain. At 5:05pm, he had just been escorted back to his dorm. He had no more than sat on the couch when he heard an alarm ringing that was familiar. The sound of Lt. Rayne Anderson spoke, her voice as stern as usual, "Grey," she would almost command, "We have a bit of change of plans..." He was use to this, but she had a distinct change in her voice, "Yes, ma'am," he would ask, "What is the change?" "You now have a roommate..." The words he had just heard could not have been right, "A roommate, ma'am?" "Yes, a roommate... I will brief you about it more in the morning, but she is sound asleep in the B dorm, let her sleep off whatever drug they gave her, but she is gonna want answers when she wakes up, explain to her what you know." "Okay..."

Young woman was lying on the bed unaware of the plans over her. Her raven hair had fallen on her face making her look more mysterious than she already was. Dried lips were indicating that she had been in that stage for so long. She was left over on the bed like bait left for the predator. The drug was losing its effect. The gulp forced her throat as her tongue moved over the freshly lips. She felt thirsty. Her eyelids moved up letting the light move in her green orbs to make her squint. Where was she? And more importantly why was she here? She slowly moved up on her elbows, looking around the room. It was silent and the room was perfectly decorated. A perfect fireplace was warming up the room. The yellow blanket thrown over the bed was harmonious with the cream sheets. Her hands moved over the fabric. The satin was flowing under her skin. She slowly rolled herself off the bed. Slowly started to walk around the room curiously. There were no windows but still the lighting of the room was good. The camera at the corner of the ceiling took her attention. She felt naked all of a sudden and pulled up the shoulder of her t-shirt that had slid off her shoulder. Someone was watching? WHY?! Eva rushed towards the door. She wanted to get out. The feeling of being watched was not nice and she was just gonna leave that place. When she stepped out of the room she spotted the guy sitting in the corner of the room watching the door almost like he was expecting her to come out. A swift scream escaped her lips as the presence of the man was unexpected. Was it him watching? Her hand landed on her chest as her eyes closed shut like it was gonna cool down the little bird fluttering in her chest. Her green orbs once more met the light and fell on his gaze. Daring, questioning… “Who the hell are you and why the hell I am here?”

As he would sit there, he would hear noise in the room, but still when she rushed out of the room, he was almost as unprepared as she was, "Sorry, sorry," he would say, a thick southern accent coming out in the moment, that he would again try to hide, "Umm, so I am Grey and I am assuming if you are here, it is because you are like me and they have brought you here for some reason. I am not entirely sure of the reason yet, but I think it is because you might have 'superpowers' or something like that?" He smiled at her, standing from the chair, his six foot, four inch frame seemed to tower in the room, he looked over at her, "Welcome home," he said with a soft smile as he looked over at her, "Umm, this is the dorm rooms, it is where I have been for the last three months. I am not sure where geographically this is, but I know that you are safe other than the people watching us keeping us here. It could be worse life, I suppose. But, enough rambling for me. I know this is a bit shocking and everything... Is there anything you need immediately, I can get it for you?"

Eva blinked as he started to talk casually like all was okay. Like they were not locked up like animals just in a pretty set up. “Grey” repeated after him. “Superpowers…” nodded. She was really losing her patience. This guy was surely out of his mind! “What the fuck are you talking about?!” Eva was raised in foster houses. She hardly finished high school. And she hardly had a superpower if you don't count her ability to curse. She could not help but step back when the guy stood up. Hell he was big. The fear was obvious on her posture when her eyes were moving over his size. Was he really planning to give her a tour? Maybe he was lying to her. Maybe it was him who locked her up here. She slowly walked to the table and grabbed one of the chairs disappearing behind it with her little frame. “You dare to approach me and I am so gonna kill you!” she hurled the threat. But that did not cool her down. She started to swirl the chair in the air and hit everything around. “GET ME OUT OF HERE YOU MOTHER FUCKERS!”

As she was bashing the table and anything within distance to her, all he could do in the moment was watch, he had the same reaction, but it was better explained to him what was going to happen then he was doing for her, he supposed. He would speak again, "I am sorry, ma'am," he would say, the southern coming out thick again, "But, I can't have you destroying anything here. I have to leave here even if they take you elsewhere." With that, Grey would step forward into the path of the chair, he would try to reach up and grab it, but instead it would clock him in the side of the head, but the force of the chair against his head did not send him backwards, in fact, the chair would bend around his head, the metal leg that was moving at a frantic pace would seemingly stop as he looked down at her, "Thanks for that," he said as he would reach and grip the leg of the chair, "I am gonna need you to stop swinging that please..." If she would give him the chair, he would place it back down on the floor, tilted and all, as he would look back and wonder aloud, "Why would you swing a chair instead of use your power?"

Eva looked on the bent leg of the chair and then up to the man, in shock. What the heck had just happened? Was he made of steel? With the shock she let go of the chair and when he placed it back on the floor she directly rushed back to her room and closed to the door behind her leaning back to the door. The scene was still playing in her mind. The chair moving to his head and bending on his head and him not even reacting… What the hell was he? She sank on the ground and pulled her knees to her belly. Arms wrapped around them and sobbing came out of the room if he was listening. All she wanted to do was to make some money. Yes it was not the best way but still! She raised her eyes up to the camera. Was he watching or was it someone else? “Get me out” she tried once more.

As she would rush away from him and move to the door, quickly slamming it behind him, he would sigh for a moment, "What the hell is that...?" He knew he was more of a good with the flow guy and maybe after all the prisons and junk he had been through things were different in his mindset, but she was overreacting, right? Or was he underreacting? He looked over at the chair bent on the floor and walked over to it, grabbing it, he would bend the steel leg back into place as best he could setting it back under the table as it previously was before the voice of the commander spoke up, "Well, she is friendly, huh?" "Yeah, I would be scared too, I reckon," he added as he moved towards a couch in the middle of the room, "Did no one explain to her what this was and why is she not using her powers?" "She doesn't know she has any right now," the voice would calmly state, "You are going to bring that out of her. And in any way possible." Confused, Grey would look knowingly up at one of the nearby cameras, "And how am I suppose to do that?" "Any way possible..." the voice demanded almost, "Beat her, love her, torture her, fuck her, do whatever you want to her, but make her powers come out or you make her yours..." This was sick, this was perverse, "What the fuck...!?" he would shout, "I would never do any of that, ever." "Well, you better do what you want when she has no abilities, because she might be stronger than you when it comes down to it..." The voice cut off and then he was left in silence again. A twist to this place he had not expected...

Eva was sitting unaware of the conversation inside of the room. When she made sure the man was not coming after her, she slowly raised and walked towards the bed, throwing herself over the soft satin sheets. This place was way better than her own place that was for sure. One would hardly call it a life the way she was living. It was more of a survival and she surely was a survivor. She was gonna survive this also. Her eyes slowly closed and she drifted into sleep. Her eyes slowy opened. She did not know how long she had been sleeping as there was no windows in that fucking place. Slowly straightened her body on the bed and moved her gaze around the room. She was alone. Grey was an interesting man. Calm, easygoing, friendly. Surely handsome and he clearly liked it to be here. But why? Why would someone want to be here instead of being free outside. Yes her life sucked but she still would prefer to be free. Eva had just applied for a job. Many would not call it a job but she needed money. She applied as a surrogate mother and they actually paid her quite well in advance. She would not do that if she really did not need it. All of a sudden her whole body temnsed with the idea. Was she here to breed with him? This was not what she had signed for! She was expecting to carry the baby of two other people. She was not an egg donor! She jumped off the bed and started to pace up and down. This was gross. She was trpped here with a HULK and were they expecting her to breed him?! He would have killed her! The anger was growing inside of her as she rushed out of the room once more to find the man. She had a coupe to tell him!

It had been several hours since the girl first exited the room, only to return there in a huff. He was unsure of if she was awake or just needed time to herself, but he was just going to let her have her time as he did not want to disturb her anymore than he needed too. He knew this would be a transition for her and he could not force anything like this on her, even with what the voice said, she needed a relaxing environment. During the time, she was in the room, Grey had turned the lights down in the main room and placed candle light flickers throughout the room. They were not real candles, more like LEDs, but they looked like candles, so he was happy with it. In the mean time, he would grab his book that he had been reading, a story about a boy who ran away from home and join the army. He had been reading under his reading lamp in a chair that was comfortable to him for about half an hour before he heard the door swing open, almost slamming against the wall behind the door. He would look up from his book, meeting the gaze, the veryu angry gaze, of the girl behind the door. He smiled as she looked at him, "Good evening," he would say, "Hope you napped well."

The puzzle on her face was clear when she stepped into the living room. The room was enlightened with candle light and Grey was sitting there reading his book like she did not almost break his head a few hours ago. He was looking so good in those gray sweats. His black hair was making a contrast. The atmosphere calmed her down immediately. “I am sorry I hit you today.” she said. Clearly being aggressive was not the way to get out of here. She slowly approached and placed herself on the corner of the couch… “Listen, I can't stay here. I did not sign up for this.” she paused watching his face trying to understand if he was getting her. “I can not have …” she lowered her voice…”sex with a stranger.” she then went on… “I mean, It is a different process… They need to get your sperm and your other halfs egg and place it in me.. and that's it. The process I signed up for ….” she sighed… “I am not a prostitute!” she locked her gaze to him waiting to see an improvement on the situation.

"Unfortunately, neither did I," he would comment when she mentioned not signing up for this or wanting to have sex with a stranger, meaning him, but she confused him, "I don't think you quite understand what this is, but there was definitely no sign up process. And no one here is calling you a prostitute. Nor would you be." Assuming she heard what was said earlier over the speaker, he sighed, "Listen, I don't know what they told you, but not here to hurt you or take advantage of you or whatever," he peered up at one of the cameras for a moment before sliding in a little closer to whisper to her, "I found that they are accommodating to a fault sometimes. So, if you don't want the camera in your room or anywhere else in particular, they will take them out, just a hint by the way, but," he would slide back and begin speaking again, "I know you don't wanna be here. I get it, but it could be so much worse. Here you don't have to worry about anything, they take care of us, keep us fed, keep us in shape, keep us housed and entertained, you just have to follow their rules. It is like a super fancy celebrity rehab."

Eva stood up feeling uncomfortable. She was locked in a place with a stranger. They were being watched and she was probably here to breed him. What kind of twisted was that. She started to pace up and down trying to think. There has to be a way out. All of a sudden she paused. She was gonna lose her mind. Yes, this place was awesome. “Fine!” she said, throwing her hands in the air. She walked to the camera and placed her hands on her hips…”Lets see what they can do…” she murmured… “I am hungry and I want lobster for dinner.” that was the most expensive thing she had seen on the menu… “Also I want a chocolate souffle. Along with this send me a 20 year old red wine… Merlot!” she paused and turned back to him… “Do you want something?” she asked and before he could even answer she turned back and kept going… “I won't be walking around in Grays… I want pink and shorts!” she said and went back to the couch throwing herself there crossing her arms like, lets see if they will do it…

Grey watched as she paced for a moment before walking up to the camera and beginning to shout her order for food and then clothing... He returned to his book for the moment, damned and determined to finish this chapter before he called it a night, on reading at least, as a voice came over the speaker moments after she sat, "Yes, Ms. Jenkins," the voice would agree, "I am Mindy with the acquirement team, nice to hear your voice with us. Lobster and souffle will be there within the next twenty minutes as we must prepare it first. Your clothing, while we do have some in your size available, will have to be ordered, but we should have your grey wardrobe changed to pink tomorrow, however, your shorts, how long would you like them? Booty shorts or basketball shorts?" Grey's head would perk up at the mention of the word booty shorts, giving a raised eyebrow to the new named Ms. Jenkins, "Also, we do not have a 20 year old Merlot," the voice would say, "But we do have a 22 year old Merlot, is that okay?"

Eva smirked on her couch…She was still not believing that they were gonna bring it. “Nice to meet you Mindy!” she mocked “I am not a guy… of course I want booty shorts!” she said and sneaked a gaze to Grey. She was actually amused. For some reason she was %100 sure they were not gonna bring it. “Yeah 22 is cool!” she chuckled. The older the better of course… “Ah Mindy by the way… I will take a bubble bath after my meal and I want rose petals in the tub!” she said…”And the towel is.. of course pink…” she grinned looking to Grey. “And! Mindy before you leave, turn one of those bedrooms to a library and the other to a game room.” she threw a gaze to Grey like how could you live here alone

"Unfortunately," Grey turned his head to speaker as it spoke, hearing Mindy say unfortunately for the first time that he had been here, "We are unable to make changes to any room that is not yours. The common room is the exception and that would be a group decision. Also, electronics, unless deemed fit and necessary are not encouraged, other than the television that is available on the wall in front of you..." As she spoke, the wall would swing up to reveal a 60 inch television behind the panel, "Which is set to an on demand service where movies can be added upon request and approval by the commander," Mindy would clear her throat, "A bath and everything would actually be encouraged as well and that can be arranged, but you will have to prepare this yourself as we are unable to come into the room with you, but all essentials will be provied.

Eva turned to look Grey... "It looks like we can not do anything we wish..." she murmured and threw her legs over the coffee table. "So you are telling me, that it is not you who trapped me here..." she asked. "Why are you even here? Is this a kind of TV program? Do they make people watch us?" she asked and turned her voice into a very annoying tone. "Lets throw a female inside and see what will happen..." she rolled her eyes. She was indeed very annoyed. "You are not even my type..." she murmured. "I like blond men... No offence..." she said amused. He surely was a very handsome man but Eva would never admit it. His coolness was already driving her crazy and she would not like to deal with him getting snobby. "So as you were alone here before there was no group decision was it?" she smiled at him. "Why didn't you change anything while you could?"

Grey would chuckle at the television comment and then the blonde guy comment, "No offense taken, you would not be my cup of tea either," he was a thousand percent lying, while he did find her attractive, if she did not find him that way, he wouldn't encourage her, "But, no one other than the military commanders and the necessary people, like Mindy, seem to be watching and they only do so occasionally look up there..." Grey would point out to the cameras, "That red light on the bottom right of the camera will come on whenever someone is watching, noticed that my first week here. As for why I am here, well, I thought it was the same reason you were here to begin with. I have a 'gift' as the scientists call it. It is a form of mutation that seems to have begun happening in humans. I am one of the first ones with it." With that, he would snap his fingers and a small flame would emerge from the tip of his thumb, "So far, I know that my skin heals quickly, I am immune to skin penetration, and my body seems to be thinking it is getting younger. Also, I learned that I can take blows to the head, thanks for that earlier. And no group decision earlier, this would be the first that I am hearing of it, but a democratic choice from our military seems right. Changing stuff didn't seem like it needed to be done. I have done a whole of lot more with less, this suits me."

It hurt. She would not be his cup of tea? That would touch the ego of any woman but still she smiled . They were gonna watch and see... When he started to demonstrate his powers, Eva was in shock. The flame almost made her jump back. What the hell was he? A mutant? Did they want to breed him for that? And was she really chosen for that? This guy could hurt her in any way he wished whenever he wished but instead he was being so calm and nice. No matter what kind of bitch she was. This was scary but she also felt some kind of pity for him also. He was lonely here. A bell rang and the front door opened. There were 2 service sets along with the lobster, souffles and the wine already poured in a carafe. Eva grabbed them all and set up the table. "Do you want to join me?" she asked Grey as she placed herself on one of the chairs. The foot of the chair was fixed. She wondered if they changed it or he fixed it. “So, I am Eva…” she said shyly. “How long have you been here? Wasn't it hard to be alone all this time?”

Grey smiled at her, "I have already ate for the night, so I am good, but if you would like some company, I would definitely join for a glass of wine," he would stand, placing a bookmark in his book and walking over to the table, "I have been here for about three months, believe me, the first month was an absolute shock, however, I have come to be okay with everything here." He would find his position across from her and look over at her with a soft smile, another ring on the bell from the door and door would open, this time a pile of folded clothes, pink towels and wash clothes, as well as a baggy of roses and bath soaps and salts were present, "You keep eating, I will grab them," he walked over to the door, the smell was delicious indeed, but he would place all of the stuff near a table that was beside the door so she could decide what went where later before joining back with her.

She really asked for the lobster to see if they were gonna bring it. Eva did not even know how to eat it. She poured them both the wine and she pulled the souffle to her front and took a spoon of it. Three months of loneliness. She would go nuts… “Did you know you had powers before you came here?” she asked curiously as he stood to go and grab her stuff while her gaze was following him in the room. He was big… She drank the whole glass at once and she poured the second. She needed that to be able to handle the situation. This was too much for her. “Thank you” a smile crossed her lips when he sat back across from her. Another spoon of chocolate was in her mouth but she was eating with passion. All around her mouth was covered with it. She almost finished half of the second glass and leaned to glare at him. She did not eat anything all day and she was mixing the wine with sugar. It was hitting her fast… Her eyes fell to his lips for a moment. He was a nice guy. She could not help but to think if he would kills with passion or with care like he was treating him. The clearance of her throat broke the silence. “So do you think I also have powers?” she said, raising her fingers trying to copy him but nothing happened.

As he continued to sit there, surveying the surrounding area as she would begin to eat, "Oh, I didn't really know I had them until maybe 4 or 5 months ago, they kinda just hit all of a sudden," he said with a smile, "Then one right after the other started showing up..." A silence took over the two of them as she would continue to drink and eat, he remembered how the first night was for him, so he let her drink and eat in peace until she broke the air with a question of how he got his powers, did he want to go into the event that triggered it with her? "I had a medical issue and my body responded to it with these powers. The only thing that I can think is it was dormant and only came out when I needed it too..."

It was not hard to miss that he was avoiding telling her the whole story. She could not blame him. It was obvious that the process was unpleasant. Her situation was way different though. She was sure that she did not have powers. They did not find her, Eva found them… For money. She had to do this to give the money to her brother not to be killed by the Casino guards. She was sure he was already losing more but she could not do much for him any more. Not while she was locked here. The second glass was replaced by the third. The souffle was almost over. Eva slowly raised to her feet but the effect hit her that moment. The room was turning. She placed the glass on the table and leaned to it. “Whoa…” she smiled. “I was warned before to be careful with the aged wines…” she smiled at him. She was more relaxed and surely was friendlier. “You are a good guy Grey…” she said and pointed to the bathroom. “Let's share the bathroom. Tub is mine, shower is yours…” she grinned playfully. She was officially drunk.

"I think you have had a bit too much to drink there, Ms. Jenkins," Grey would giggle as he would almost fall out of his chair in the moment to catch her, but she seemed to catch her balance as she would begin to walk, "Thank you for the compliment. And the bathroom is going to be shared, yes. Thank you for designating which you would prefer. I have already showered for the day, but I can help you get things set up." He would begin to walk towards the bathroom door, revealing a stunning looking bathroom.

She surely was not expecting him to accompany her but she did not protest. She was not well balanced to go there alone and still she grabbed her third glass of wine. She was not gonna let it be thrown. It was darn delicious. The bath was … marvelous! The expression on her face was expressing her feelings clearly. She walked from one side to another in joy. “Grey is this fucking real?!” she turned to look at him. He was coming after her with her pile of bathing accessories. Wine glass took its place near the tub and she walked in the empty tub with her clothes almost falling with a giggle. This was a dreamy nightmare. How could something be that amazing and that awful at the same time. Her head fell back as she closed her eyes enjoying the place. “I guess we need to fill the tub…” she closed her eyes, almost getting ready to sleep in the tub.

He followed behind her with a smile as she would begin to marvel at the bathroom and everything that surrounded her in the moment. The bathroom was indeed marvelous even going down to the window setting beside the tub that really was just a series of screens. He would place all of her extra clothing and bathing acessories to the side of the table as they would continue to move through the bath, even watching her step into the bathtub, fully clothed. Once she sat down, he gave her a smile and nod, "Well, all of your stuff is on the counter," he would say, pointing over to them, "I will let you have some peace." He would begin to move to the door, closing it behind him as he stepped out.

Eva watched him leave, pouting. She was really in mixed feelings. She had been so lonely all her life. She had men who left her without a word and a brother who was nothing but a burden. Now, her loneliness was paired with Grey’s. She was locked in a golden cage with a handsome man. His calmness was surely relaxing. But the idea of being locked here to breed him was making her feel like a prostitute. She had done so many jobs to be able to keep up with her brother's debts including stripping, but prostitution was on a different level. If she were to meet him under different circumstances. Things would surely be different. Would he even care for her though? He made it clear that she was not his cup of tea. Eva reached for her glass and took a sip from it. The wine was amazing. This was probably the first time she was drinking aged wine. She reached for the towel and placed it under her head. The tub was surely not as comfortable as the bed but Eva had to sleep in worse places. So that was heaven. The feeling of turn raised when she tried to close her eyes. She should not have drank that much. It never ended well. This was the first time when a man left her alone when she was drunk. Each time she drank with a men she woke up next to them or mostly alone. But he respectfully left. She did not know if she was supposed to be happy or not. Her ego was hurt. She pulled another towel to use as ablanket this time. It was soft and felt lovely. She wondered for a moment how Grey's touch would feel. She closed her eyes again dreaming of his hands roaming on her body. The tingle through her spine made her shiver. She snuggled to the towels as if she was snuggling him and slowly drifted to sleep.

Grey would leave the bathroom, leaving the door cracked just slightly to hear if there was any issues that would come from inside that he might need to help with, but he was mentally insistent on giving her some peace in the moment. He would walk over to the eating area, taking the lobster and what was left of the wine and food, and placed the remainder of it into the small refrigerator that they were given as well as moving the clothing that was not taken to her bath to her designated room. He smiled as he looked at her room, it was a little more lighter than his, he wasn't sure if that was on purpose or a random draw. He placed the clothing on a dresser that looked very similar to his room. He would find himself moving back over to his chair and finishing a couple more chapters of his book before he would find himself curious of what was going on, looking at a clock on one of the screens in the room, it appeared that an hour or two had passed at this point and he would find himself concerned. Standing and walking slowly over to the door, he would give it a soft knock and ask, "Ms. Jenkins, are you okay? Do you need anything?" He would let a moment pass before he would ask again, "Eva, are you okay?" When no answer on the second attempt, he would step forward into the room, trying to advert his eyes if she was indeed in the tub, nude, and just not answering for whatever reason. What he did find is that the poor girl had just fallen asleep in the bathtub. He smirked softly as he looked over at her using her pink towels she demanded as a blanket and pillow. Stepping forward, he would slowly wrap his arms under the woman's body, lifting her out of the tub with an ease as he slowly navigate out of the bedroom and towards her bedroom.

It felt like that would take days to take that alcohol off her system. She should not have mixed it with sugar, especially with an empty stomach. The tub was indeed comfortable, even as a bed. Towels were as soft as a kitten. She did not hear him or the knocking. She was in a deep sleep and some kind sounds would not wake her up even when she was sober. She was startled when she was raised from the tub but she eased down rather quickly when she noticed it was Grey. He was safe zone. “Is the bath over?” she murmured and placed her head to his chest with a silly smile on her face. Surely there was no soul that a little alcohol could not make happier. “You are a good man Grey…” she said scattered. “But I am not a prostitute. They paid me to breed you!” she was protesting in his arms… “Dont misunderstand me…” she grinned sheepishly. “I would do you… but not for money…” she frowned, muttering… “I am not a prostitute!”

As he would begin to walk her out of the bathroom and towards her bedroom, she would begin to speak and the slur in her speech was real, he smiled softly at it. Either she was not good with her alcohol or hit her harder than it should have, either way, best place for her was in the bed. Her comments, while interesting, he would shake off, giving a chuckle before responding, "Thank you for compliment," he would say with a smile, "I understand that you are not a prostitute, nor will you be treated as such. Good to know you would do me for no money though." He laughed again as he made the walk across the common room to her room, moving the blankets back and laying her softly on the bed inside as they made their way in, "I think I am going to go to bed as well," he said with a smile, "Anything you need before I go?"

Eva smiled as he was smiling at her. She was so drunk really and it hurt her ego alot when he said she wasn't his cup of tea. “Would you pay me if I was a prostitute?” she asked, trying to fish the answer she was looking for. When he laid her on the bed she smiled again feeling the satin sheets. She did not let his arm go that was close to her upper body and she laid over it hugging his forearm turning her back to him. “You can sleep here… If they come to do tests on me you can protect me…” her mind was a mess clearly. She was scared to death. She was living with a mutant no matter how handsome.

"If you were a hooker," he laughed as she was needing to hear something good right now, he knew it, "I would pay good money for you, Ms. Jenkins..." He laughed as he would try to let her settle into bed, but her body would roll across his arm. He would give her a smile in the moment, but try to move his arm from her softly. "Ms. Jenkins, you are drunk," he said with a smile, "You will be perfectly fine and I can hear anything and everything that happens. You will be safe, I promise!"

“Eva…” she giggled as she was finding it funny that he was calling her Ms Jenkins… “You can call me Eva” she corrected fully, almost using his forearm as a teddy bear to hug and sleep. She did not take any bad vibes from the man so she was indeed being relaxed. If it was different she would even probably lock the bathroom. “I promise I won't bite you…I promise. But I don't wanna stay alone…” she murmured drifting into sleep this time.

"Its not the biting part I am scared of," he said with a nervous laugh now as he looked down at her, "I will stay in the room, that's fine." He would reach over, her not letting go of his arm and grab a chair that sat near a desk in the room. Pulling it over with all the reach he could, he would find a seat beside of her, letting her snuggle into his arm. She was lonely as well, he could tell this, and maybe the danger of the situation got her scared and she just needs someone here. He smiled at her for a moment, letting her fall into a sleep.

She did not move an inch till morning and that was probably the deepest sleep she had in the last couple of years. She rubbed her sign to his arm with a smile and snuggled to it before stretching a little. Her eyes slowly opened and when she noticed where she was and the arm she almost fell from the bed on the other side. She was sure that she was looking like a mess. She checked if there was a saliva next to her lips hoping she did not drool on his arm. But was that the issue really? He was sitting there on a chair. His arm was given to her to snuggle. She could remember the night with some scenes not completely… “Oh shit…” she managed to say. She grimaced… “I am so sorry Grey… I mean.. Mr….” She tried to remember his last name but it was not there. She settled on the bed looking at him apologizing. “I promise I will never ask for alcohol again…” she said, hoping that would make him a little. And that moment the question she asked came to her mind… Would he pay her if she was a prostitute… And his reply that he would pay good money. She almost turned to the same color as a tomato…

He would find himself drifting as well soon after. While the chair was not the most comfortable place he had ever slept, it definitely was not the worst either. He was a soft sleeper, so he did not move very much during the night and she kept his arm tight so he was not going anywhere. He was woken with a startle as she would jump back as it seemed like she was surprised at his appearance before she would check herself and then begin to speak, "It's okay, calm down, it is fine," he said with a smile as he looked at her, half awake, "Just Grey is fine. And it is okay, things happen." He giggled at her promise of no more alcohol before looking over before looking at a clock that was beside the bed. 5:22am... He stood, stretching for a moment, "Guess I better get ready, my training and stuff begins soon." With that, he would give her a soft smile before beginning to move to the door, "Are you sure you don't need anything before I go?"

Eva simply shook her head. “I think you did more than you should already… I am sorry and thank you again…” she said and watched him leaving the room. She fell back to the bed ashamed of everything she did. She was mess. Last night played in her mind over and over. He was so nice, kind and caring. And herself… was a mess. She stood back up in the bed and scratched her head. She was gonna bhave after this. “Hey Mindy… can you create a Lady from a mess?” she messed to see if she was gonna reply.

It took a moment to reply, but Mindy responded back, softly, "Just so you know, I am speaking to where only you can hear," she would say softly, "You are not a mess, you were upset and used alcohol to take care of it. It happens. You are perfectly fine just the way you are, Ms. Jenkins." The voice would cut out after that. On the other side of the house, however, Grey would find himself in the middle of changing into his work clothes, he felt icky from the night sleeping in the chair, but a shower would have to forego this morning as he would have to begin his movements for the day. As he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, he would yawn and wait for his handlers to come and get him to take him to training before he heard a voice hit over the P.A. system, "Don't worry about your schedule today, Grey," the familiar voice of the commander would come over the speaker, "Make sure you introduce your new roommate to yourself. You are free for the rest of the day." Without being able to respond, the voice would cut out and Grey would just sigh. At least he could get a shower now. He would walk over to the bathroom, grabbing a towel from the small closet in the bathroom, without a moment of hesitation, he would turn the shower on, strip from his clothes, and jump right on in. The shower would quickly cover his six foot, four inch frame in water, trickling down his athletic frame as he would slowly begin to move the water around him. A nice hot shower, this is what the morning needed.

Eva smiled as Mindy was very kind to respond. “Thank you Mindy” she said and rolled off the bed. She could sleep even longer. She had never woken up at 5 am in her life so she was gonna make a change and she was gonna take a shower and ask for a healthy breakfast. Eva took off all her clothes and trew them in the laundry basket and wrapped a towel around her body. She was sure that she could enjoy the tub this morning with the bubbles and petals and all. She walked out of the room. Grey was probably out working out so she could enjoy the place as she was all to herself. She opened the door of the bathroom and rushed in just to see the man showering with all his glory. She froze like she was possessed.

Grey would not even hear her enter. His mind focused solely in deep thought in the moment. He sighed as he let the warm water rush over his nude body. It covered him in an almost shimmering glow as he looked down at the ground, watching the droplets of water swirl and then go down the drain. Grabbing a small rag that was already in the shower, he would begin to move it across his body, covering his tone stomach, hitting every ab of his 'six' pack that he had developed after gaining his powers, down to the v cut of his hip muscles and then to his member. He would be lying if she didn't give him thoughts last night, he smiled as he looked down, grasping it in his hand for a moment.

Eva was watching him adoring his beauty. He was looking like Greek god that walked out of a Mythology book. He clearly did not hear her walking in and she was unable to slip back out. Her mind was scolding her to get out while her heart was beating in her chest like a drum not letting her move. She could not help but think how would it be if she was there with him. She watched him cleaning every inch of his body and finally he grabbed his member. God it was big... She wondered for a moment if it was his morning situation or was it because he was just coming from her. Her heart leaped as she once more recalled his reply.

Grey would slowly stroke himself in the moment, he couldn't help but find it relaxing in the moment. This time to himself was definitely something that he needed and it was something that he had been needing for quite sometime. He couldn't remember the last time he had even had sex, let alone cum by myself. Maybe he needed this today, but that is the stress reliever he needs. His mind had so preoccupied with everything else that he forgot about self pleasure. As he would feel his body fall back into the wall of the shower, gently, he would fell himself beginning to get even harder. At full length, he was probably almost 8 inches long and thick, but he never really measured. However, at that exact moment, he heard something. A heart pounding away. Two of them... He wasn't alone. He stood straight up for a moment before looking over and catching the eyes of Eva in the room with him... "What are you doing!?" He asked as he reached for the rag and his hands to cover up, pulling his hardened cock up to his stomach and covering it the best he could.

He was enjoying himself and Eva was surely enjoying the scene. She knew she had to leave but she was not able to. He was so beautiful. She could not help but wonder what he was thinking meanwhile. She was just a few steps away from him and yes, she wanted to be there with him. She was able to feel the wetness between her legs and she was burning, not sure if it was because of the hot vapor in the room or because of her situation. When he turned to look, her eyes met his. He could see the shame, fear and adoration all together if he cared. She simply walked out and slammed the door behind her. There was no explanation of what she did. She rushed back into her room and closed the door behind her. She did not know how to explain that to him as she was sure he was not gonna let that go.

Trigger Warning: death, possible noncon, kidnapping, torture, smut, tbd.

Was Eva just standing there and watching him? Did she not hear the shower running or the sounds of him being told to stay in? The rooms were soundproof so maybe not, but how much did she see... Did she see him doing... that? He looked down at his naked body, his full erect cock beginning to shrink down in size in the moment. He could feel the arousal still, but it was quickly being replaced by embarrassment and shame of what he was doing. He would turn the shower off, stepping out to grab and towel, drying off as quickly as possible of excess water before wrapping the towel around him and stepping out. He would quickly make his way to the door of Eva's bedroom, "Hey," he would say with a calm voice, "It's okay, you had no idea I was here. I am sorry for whatever you seen..."

Eva was walking up and down in the room throwing curses around. How could she do that? How dare she? What the heck was watching a stranger in secret while he was showering... or even... She sighed taking her head between her hands. Her body was still wrapped in her pink towel and her face was clearly the same color of her towel. She paused a moment as her mind was not stopping. She was not able to stop thinking that being in that shower with him. His Image in her mind was so real. After sleeping at his side she could even feel his scent. Was his erection because of her also? What the hell was going on? She just met him yesterday! When he walked into the room she almost jumped like she was busted. Her eyes ran from him. She could not look him in the eye after being busted watching him like that. "I did's see anything...." was her first reaction. "I... I am so sorry..." there was no word to describe her embarrassment.

He sighed as he knew that she had seen more than she was letting on, the embarrassment of the moment washing over the two of them, "Maybe we should establish rules for things like this so we don't walk in on each other in situations," he said with a smile and laugh to try and ease the situation at all, "We could use the old sock on the door trick, or we could have signs…" He looked down at the ground in the moment and realized that his towel was not leaving a lot to the imagination, but he could not just walk away from the conversation the two were having, shifting a little, he could see his semi-stiff dick still wanting attention, he panicked for a moment.

He was indeed sweet, even after what she did, he was still trying to ease the tension in the air. She was not sure if any of those work as, yes she walked in by mistake but she stayed , and watched as long as she could. She was not like that normally, but this place was getting to her nerves. She was not used to being locked up and watched and even forced to live with a stranger. Yes she had room mates she did not know before but she was not locked in the house. "Maybe we can ask for locks..." she shyly said. What she did was very wrong and she would not want it to happen again. Actually she would love to sit there and watch him again but she doubted he would like it. While the thoughts pass through her mind her eyes caught the tent his half erected cock made. She blushed harder and turned her head away. "Is this because of me?" she blurted out. Was that out loud? Did she really asked that! "I...I am so sorry you don't need to answer this Grey..." she said still her head turned to another side.

He looked at her softly, trying to ease the tensions of the room before she would ask that fateful question, looking down at himself, seeing that he was still growing, he blushed as he turned to try and hide any movement, "I... uh..." he said in an embarrassed tone as he looked back at her, "Look, I have been her for three months with no one, and it has been even longer since I have been with anyone. I guess it finally said it was time to do something about that. You know, when I said you were not my type, I was lying. I didn't want to scare you off, plus I was offended. You are and sometimes, when I am close to people like this, it happens..." He was rambling at this point and stopped himself for the moment to take a deep breath, "I don't know what caused it, but it has been something in the air since you got here. That is all I am saying..."

That was embarrassing. For both parties for sure. She should not have asked that question but maybe she wanted to know as she was also trying to explain herself why she stayed and watched him. This was very unfair to him. That he was here even to relax her and she was making him feeling worse. She slowly raised from her bed and walked towards him while he was trying to hide himself. "I am sorry Grey, for asking you that question." she said and cleared her throat. "I... Yes I walked in by mistake... But... I could not get out." she lowered her eyes once more softly blushing. "You are beautiful..." Her eyes once more found his. But maybe we should take things slow. How about I go take my bath and then meet you in the living room and we start watching a movie together?"

He would watch her slowly move to him, the wild thoughts in his mind not easing his arousal at all, he couldn't imagine a more seductive moment, but he had been in this hole for more than three months and not had sex in even longer, his body almost longed for her in that second as she walked forward. "It is okay," he would say with a smile, as she would apologize, but her explaining that she couldn't get out and he was beautiful was something that sent his body over a point again, he was growing and could not hide it, "Yeah, sure, I don't expect you to want to do anything like that with me. We were just caught up in the heat of the moment, you were stunned, etc..." He actually said etc... he was a putz and could feel himself getting embarrassed at his own rambling, "A movie would be nice, I will go and change..."

She was not able to understand all the longing she was feeling for him. The more she approached the more she wanted him. Her gaze fall onto his lips for a moment and raised back to his eyes. She could not help but moved her tongue over her lips. They were dried. She silently listened to his words. All she wanted to was kiss him right now but she help back. She managed! She was nodding to everything she said like she was possessed. "Yes you go change and I will go shower..." she almost whispered. "I will meet you in the living room in 30... " she said clearing her throat.

"Works for me," he giggled, nervously turning and moving, trying to cover his ever growing arousal, "I will leave you alone..." He quickly made for the door, walking quickly across the common room and to his room before shutting the door, almost mimicking her as he would lay back against the door, looking up at the ceiling as he looked down, his hard cock almost springing out to see look up at him, "Fuck," he would moan softly... "Fuck...."

Eva closed the door just behind him and leaned back to cool down. Thankfully he was gone. Yes , she found him attractive but the desire she felt when he was around was way more stronger. After she cooled down she went back to the bathroom with a sock in her hand. She placed it to the handle of the room before she walked in and close the door, just like they agreed. She opened the cold water and walked directly under it letting out a little scream. That was the only way for her to cool down. After a quick shower, she could not keep it long anyways as it was darn so cold, she hurried back to her room and dressed up the pink shorts and white shirt she was promised. She made a ponytail and headed back to the living room. She hoped he had already chosen a movie.

It wasn't very long after this that he finally got himself cooled down enough to wear her could actually tuck himself away in a pair of boxer briefs as he would find a pair of grey basketball shorts and a grey t-shirt to wear over it. He had moved to the living room and was looking through the selected movies almost in a haze, thinking about what exactly she had seen. Did she stick around because she did like what she was seeing or just because of shock? Was there something here? He shook his head for the moment as the door to the bathroom would swing open. Grey would give her a soft smile as she entered the room, "So, I... uh..." he looked her up and down, the way the shorts fit on her, the way the shirt was form fitting, "I... picked this. It is a classic. The Notebook?"

She smiled at him till she met his eyes while he was glaring at her. The desire in her started to rise again and her heart started to beat faster. She , by reflex , ran her eyes from him. Slowly moved and say next to him on the couch. "Yesi I never watched that movie actually." she smiled still not daring to meet his eyes. "Perfect choice. But from what I heard we will not only need popcorn but also some napkins..."

As she would sit down next to him, he could feel the arousal seeping through his body again, what is wrong with you, he thought to himself, she is just someone who is a roommate... He smiled as he looked over, catching her eyes, "Do you want me to order anything extra? I got them to bring up popcorn and drinks already," he would motion to the coffee table that sat in front of them, "I thought that would be more than enough to get us through the movie."

She was running her eyes from him like crazy as each time she met his gaze, the desire was getting uncontrollable. She hated it. She was never that far from being in control of herself. She looked on the table and reached grabbing one of the popcorns..."You are my hero! " she said and threw a couple pice in her mouth..."Though we did not even had our breakfast..." she murmured and moved her feet up on the couch. She surely was ready for movie... "Lights?" she said

As he looked over at her, he could see that she was trying to avoid eye contact with him at this point, was she feeling the same way? He thought to himself, surely not, right? He would listen carefully as he would smile as he jumped up and walked over to a little sensor on the side of the wall, moving the lights to a dim, dull brightness, leaving them just enough to move around if need be. As he would return to his seat, he would hit play on the remote and the movie would begin for the both of them.

As Grey started to movie after fixing the lights she started to watch the movie and enjoy her popcorn. She was sneaking up to him from time to time especially in emotional scenes t see if he was gonna show any emotions. Her eyes were getting filled and for her that was very embarrassing. She batted her lashes to dry them and threw another popcorn t her mouth. She was curious about that guy. Why was she here and how could he be so relaxed here. He was actually a sweet man for choosing a romantic movie.

The movie did bring some emotion over him, he couldn't lie. It was a beautiful and emotional movie in every sense. He wished that he had had a romance like that before... well... all of this... He sighed as the movie would come to an end, wiping away some mist from his eyes. He did tear up, that was for sure, "That was a beautiful movie," he said with a smile as he would stand and begin to walk to the lights, "Didn't you think so?"

She could see that he got emotional over the movie as much as herself. She was curious if there was a spesific reason. Her hand raised to stop him "Please do not open the lights." she said. "The light is perfect for our mood I think..." she added and smiled. The best part of this place was it was morning when they wanted and night if they wished so. She patted to the couch for him to sit. She was curious about him... "Do you wanna tell me about yourself a little?" she asked. As the time passed she was getting camer, softer. She as getting used to the situation. "I mean, we are now room mates, so maybe it would be nice to talk a little?"

As he would go to turn the lights, she would tell him to keep the lights low and it was perfect for the 'mood,' although he had no idea they were trying to set a mood. His body filled with a small nervous energy, but he would move away from the light and over to the bed. Looking down at her as he would move to the couch, the position she patted, it was closer to her than he would have thought she liked. She seemed to be warming up to him. He smiled as he listened to her questions, "I mean, I guess you are right," he looked down for a moment, "Do you want the real story or the story that they will want you to know?"

She watched him smiling as he walked closer and sit next to her. "Well considering they are watching or/and listening... it is wise not say things to piss them off... on the other hand I dont like lies.. Do you think you can find a middle point?" she asked with a warm smile on her face.

He sighed and smiled over at her as he would fall back in the couch a little bit, "Well, I will say this," he said as he thought for a moment on how to put this, "I was not a good guy..." Looking over at the camera on the wall, thinking about how much he is needing to actually reveal, "Well, I am originally from West Virginia. I was a typical kid, growing up in the mountains, things didn't start to take a turn until I dropped out of the local community college. I was... there was things..." He stopped himself for a moment to look up at the camera, thinking about what he should say, "I was just not a good guy. The reason that I am so comfortable with this... is this is more than I have ever really had..."

Eva leaned back also ready to listen to his story. The start of the story was honest but then she followed his eyes towards the camera as he talked. She cold not help but wonder, how much he was skipping. "You were a bad guy... I see..." she said smiling. "I mean, my boy friend would not like the bad guy type or drug seller bad, thief bad?" she started to ask one after the other. There were many kind of bad guys and she wanted to know what she was dealing with right now. "I mean I am well aware we have some comfort here which I don't have back at home either. But, does this really worth your freedom? The feeling of the sun on your skin? The breeze? Going to a beach?" she fell silent and turned her gaze to the tv. "All we can do here is to open the tv and dream we are in beach..." she smirked wryly

"I mean," he would blurt out, not even thinking, "I wasn't getting freedom the route I was going anyway..." He knew that he let a lot out with just those few words so he sighed as he set up, "I was into drugs bad... pain pills were my crutch..." he looked almost ashamed, "From taking them to selling them, I did everything in between. I was not a good guy. The government already had me on charges and my court dates and possible jail time was coming quickly. That was before all of this happened. So, while it not beaches and sunshine, I will a hundred percent take this over anything that was coming for me."

Eva pursed her lips listening. It was hard to believe that he was a drug addict. The man sitting right in front of her was an athletic healthy looking man. She bent her head aside watching him thoughtfully. "Did you ever hurt someone?" she asked. Selling drugs were bad, using also sucked but that was his own problem. But she needed to know if he was capable to hurt her if thing go in a different way.

He stopped himself in the moment as he looked over at her, he didn't want to verbalize what he was thinking, he would rather just look into her eyes in the moment. She could read them and find her answer in them, "So..." he would say to break the silence after a few moments, "What... what about you? Where are you from?" He didn't want to answer the previous question, but if she continued to push it...