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Patience	By : bldangl0 Category: +M through R > Reboot Views: 2299 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Patience
- 1
The virus growled as he stalked to the detention level. His latest attempt to break into the supercomputer had ended in failure, and his temper wasn't yet in check. His viral soldiers saluted as he walked into the holding cell.

Bob was unconscious on an examination chair with wrists and legs clamped. The guardian had blown up hacking equipment Megabyte had used to open a tear and had almost made it out of the Tor when an ABC flying by clipped him in the head by chance. The medics had stripped the sprite down to boxers to examine their captive for trauma.

"How's the prisoner?" Megabyte demanded from Herr Doktor.

"A small concussion, mein Grossenbitter. What is interesting is his protocols. While his body mends itself, the guardian's code is compromised."

Megabyte's eyebrows rose. "How so?"

"The trauma has rerouted energy to healing algorithms. Other defenses are weakened. Extra stress could deteriorate them."

"Excellent, Herr Doktor. Perhaps this won't be a complete loss after all."

"Thank you, Lord Megabyte! Shall I test this theory with some shock therapy?"

"No. You are dismissed. I shall consider this in private."

Herr Doktor left with the guards. Megabyte had the level to himself. He entered Bob's cell, touched the sprite's icon on the side tray, and tried infection. It was no use. The code was weak but wouldn't let him in.

Megabyte snarled. What a ridiculous man, he thought derisively, watching Bob's chest rise and fall. How was such a small opponent so troublesome? He noticed a tiny cut on the guardian's usually flawless face. An unusual bitterness rose up. What a perfectly-formed body the sprite had. Bob took no advantage of it. He was oblivious to his own appeal, just another reason the city loved its precious blue champion. They'd never have him back the way he was, the virus vowed. He'd finish the guardian in this cell one way, or another.

The thought sent a shiver of anticipation down his spine. He leaned over the guardian considering the possibilities as he traced a finger from the pulsing heart to the tip of the sprite's collarbone. How vulnerable Bob was. He could do anything he pleased with the flippant meddler and there'd be no one to stop him. Anything he pleased at all.

Before he knew it the virus had pressed his lips against the guardian's mouth, thrusting inside with a long, silver tongue. The warmth was delicious. Bob groaned. Megabyte stopped, disturbed by his impulsive. There was no denying a growing... excitement, but Bob was a guardian and a sworn enemy. Giving in to an unsuspected attraction was folly, and forbidden by some understanding far in his code that what he was considering was taboo even among viruses, let alone sprites.

The thought spiked his arousal harder and faster than he'd ever know. The virus took a deep breath and snapped his fingers, and lights went off except a spotlight over the examination bed. He went through the cupboards, which had all sorts of medical supplies, and took out a bottle he placed in a side slot on the chair. It would come in handy later, if things went far.
The virus lowered his head. Did he dare continue? Why was he afraid? Wasn't the guardian an absolute prisoner? He kissed Bob firmly, pressing his tongue into the guardian's mouth. Bob sputtered. The virus retreated as Bob's eyes opened, taking in his tormentor outlined by light.

"Megabyte!" Alarm in Bob's brown eyes turned to confusion. "Did you just..."

The virus cut him off by gripping his throat. "Your interference today was costly, guardian. Do you know how many cycles it will take to replace what you destroyed?"

"Couldn't say." Bob put on bravado. "You should spend that money updating your security." As Megabyte tightened his grip, Bob looked down and squeaked: "Where's my clothes?"

"We performed some medical procedures to keep you alive." Megabyte relaxed his hand enough Bob could talk. "You're properly grateful, I'm sure."

Bob squirmed. "Why don't you throw my pants back on if that's done?"

"Now Bob." Megabyte stroked his thumb down the guardians' throat, savoring how the sprite was clearly trying to struggle away. "How would that be to my advantage?"

Bob's face was unreadable. "What are you going to do with me?"

"I should be furious with you, guardian. All the times you've foiled me." Megabyte cupped the sprite's chin, tilting it upwards. "It's well within my prerogative to treat you how I please." Still holding the guardian's face, he displayed Bob's icon with his other hand and smiled cruelly. "I have some plans for you already."

Bob yelled in pain as the virus tried to infect him. Megabyte concentrated. The icon flickered green then stopped. It was no use! The guardian's protective code was weaker, but still wouldn't let him in.

"No luck?" Bob taunted to hide his desperation. It was too much. The virus grabbed him by both wrists and hissed in the sprite's ear, "I WILL have you guardian. One way or another!"

Bob opened his mouth to reply and yelped as the virus stuck a long, cold tongue down his throat. The guardian choked as the long, segmented thing licked the top of his mouth then thrust downwards. Megabyte chose that moment to try infecting him again and Bob yelled as he felt viral code going deeper.

"We aren't quite there," Megabyte said breaking off. A grin split his face as he looked down, and he put a hand on one of Bob's hips. "You've certainly welcomed the attention however, haven't you?"

Bob spat, still gagging. He flushed as he realized, horrified, that it was true. His cock was pressed against the seat of his shorts. What was wrong with him! Was it the danger? A weird body reflex from the infection? He went rigid as he heard claws unsheathe and the virus cut off his shorts in one smooth motion.

"Not bad for a sprite." The virus smirked. It was the same rather fetching, creamy blue as the rest of the guardian, and easily longer and thicker than average. Seven or eight inches erect perhaps.

Bib blushed even harder as his cock bobbed up. "What - what are you - don't -"

The virus kissed him again. Bob whimpered and trying not to panic, went slack. The virus pressed harder. Was he waiting for a response? Bob gasped as he felt a cool metal hand on his cock. As he opened his mouth the virus slipped his tongue in again, wrapping it firmly around the sprite's. The hand stroked him, surprisingly gentle. He attempted to relax, trying to buy himself time to think. As Megabyte's tongue explored the inside of his mouth Bob found himself hesitantly kissing back against the hard metal mouth. The virus growled approvingly at the response, tangling his free hand in the sprite's hair. Bob started to move his hips up and stopped, pulling back.

"This is wrong," he said, miserable with guilt. Megabyte smirked.

"You're obviously enjoying yourself, Bob," he said, lightly squeezing the guardian's shaft. Bob gasped as the virus continued. "Why deny it?"

Bob turned his head, unable to meet the virus' eyes. "Please let me go."

"The clasps are impractical, I suppose." The virus motioned and they popped open. Bob sat up in surprise, rubbing his wrists until the virus grabbed them. "But you'll remain here for as long as I please." The virus pulled Bob up to himself, arm clamping around the sprite's waist, and tried infecting Bob again. The sprite arced, mouth opening silently at the overload of code trying to overwhelm his. He gasped for air when it stopped, falling forward to rest against the virus' chest. The metal was warmer than he'd expected, like the heat of a machine running for hours. As he took in breaths he noticed with chagrin his erection was still rock-solid.
"Really, Bob," the virus muttered in the guardian's ear as he held him, brushing it gently with his lips. "This could be so much easier for you if you'd submit to the inevitable."
A tremor shook the sprite. Standing against the virus like this while he whispered in his ear somehow felt more intimate and more dangerous than being strapped down. In response, Bob turned his face up to glare at his captor head on. "Not on your life."
"Don’t be so dramatic." The virus shifted against him, and Bob became aware that something long and hard pressed into his thigh wasn't the virus' leg. He looked down automatically. His jaw dropped.
"User." Bob blatantly gaped at the virus' cock. It was massive, bigger and longer than a sprite's. It had to be a dozen inches at least. It was dark blue like the rest of him, except for bright green strips radiating out from the enormous, bulging head. The thickness was formidable and widened slightly at the base.
Without willing it Bob felt his hand reach out an inch towards the thing, fascinated and horrified, wanting to touch it to see if something so gargantuan was real. He stopped himself.
"Go on," the virus purred. He relaxed the arm around Bob's waist, giving him room to explore. Bob looked up at him with a mixture of confusion and shame. The virus smiled and kissed him, less harshly this time. Bob closed his eyes and kissed back. It felt...good. He felt part of his resistance melt, even though Bob knew it was the attempts at infection making him so willing. It must mean part of the viral code was clinging to his, but his libido didn’t care. There was something perversely romantic about embracing like this instead of captor and victim. This time when the virus pried his tongue into his mouth, Bob opened his lips, letting it through, entwining his own tongue into it. Bob leaned into the virus' chest, still kissing him, and moved his hand down until his fingers rested on the virus' shaft.
Bob felt a shudder go through the virus as his fingertips connected. Megabyte growled softly at the thrill of pleasure as the sprite’s warm fingers tentatively stroked a line down his shaft, then wrapped around it, not quite able to circle his girth with one hand. The virus moved his hand from the guardian’s waist to squeeze the sprite’s rear. Bob jerked his arm in surprise, then sputtered “Sorry."
"Oh Bob," the virus said, gently kneading the sprite’s cheek, appreciating the firmness. The sensation made Bob’s skin crawl and shiver at the same time. "You can’t possibly think that hurt me."
"Uh." Blushing, the sprite started stroking his hand up and down the shaft. "Is that OK?"
"Harder." The virus demanded, eyelids half closed.
"Pushy." Bob replied, but went harder, tugging and stroking the thick shaft, eliciting a pleased grunt from his looming captor. It was warmer than the rest of the virus, with a slightly softer surface, but a steel core just below the skin. Bob supposed the surface was to allow easier passage when he…if they…
Bob stroked the virus faster at the thought. He was getting constant panting from the virus now, which was why he was surprised when Megabyte picked him up and deposited him back on the examination chair. The virus pressed a switch and the chair fell lower. Bob realized what was happening when it put him at eye level with the virus’ cock.
"I don’t expect you to take all of me, guardian," the virus ran a hand through Bob’s hair, "but let’s see what we can accomplish, hmm?"
"I," Bob swallowed, nervous at the prospect of getting ANY of that huge thing down his throat, "I’ve never…"
"Come now," the virus said, voice low and knowing. "Somehow I think we’ll both enjoy it."
The sprite’s face went almost purple.
"I’ve never been with a guy," Bob confessed. The virus chuckled. "Neither have I, guardian, but I’m sure you know what another man wants." He gave a tug on Bob’s head towards his cock.
Bob leaned forward, still nervous but lips parting. He put the tip of the head in his mouth, and licked it, curious. It tasted metallic, slightly mineral. He gently rubbed his tongue across the slit, then pushed forward. Even the head of the virus’ cock was almost too big for his mouth, but he got it in. The thought of how wrong it was to suck off a malignant virus after admiring his tool was keeping him diamond-hard. Bob’s eyes fluttered up to the virus’ face. Megabyte gave him an evil grin and put his hands on the sprite’s shoulders. Bob knew what was coming, and braced himself by grabbing the virus’ hips.
Megabyte tried to infect him again, thrusting into his mouth as he did so. Bob gagged as the foreign code tried to rewrite his own. After the painful rush was over, he steadied himself and felt pure adrenaline. There was something exhilarating about surviving the attempt on his code. Bob relaxed his throat, moaning and tonguing the virus’ thick prick as he sucked in another half-inch. Bob felt Megabyte take his hand, and move it to the base of the virus’ cock. Bob understood and moved his hand up and down, using the leverage to guide more of the virus’ into his throat. Despite hitting a gagging point, despite choking (but not as much as Bob thought he would) he wanted more.
The sight of the guardian servicing him, Megabyte thought, was almost as arousing as what he was doing with his mouth. Waves of pleasure rolled along his cock as Bob took deep, sucking pulls. The eager sprite had gotten a respectable amount of his prick down his throat, perhaps more than a third, and seemed ready to try for more.
"Are you sure you haven’t done this before, guardian?" Asked the virus. Bob shook his head as much as he was able. "Then you certainly are a natural." Megabyte thrust another half-inch into the sprite’s mouth. "Pity we didn’t try this earlier. It would’ve smoothed so many things over." Bob just moaned into the cock. The guardian knew he should be mad at the virus’ mockery, but he was too excited to care. The virus was now making small thrusts in and out of his well-stretched throat. Bob gagged on the down stroke, but just kept sucking on the warm, thick rod no matter how much discomfort he was in. The virus’ thrusts went faster, and Bob heard him rasp "open wide" just before the cock in his mouth exploded, sending a torrent of hot cum down his grasping throat.
Bob almost choked. There was so much so quickly, cum flooded out of his mouth. He was amazed at the volume being pumped out of the virus’ tool. Megabyte pulled it out so only the head was still in his mouth, and told him: "Swallow." Bob muzzily heard the virus command and went to it, trying to gulp down all the cum splattering inside him. He had to be affected by the infection, Bob thought, because the warm, thick stuff was delicious. There was no way he could keep up, but he enthusiastically sucked as much spunk from the cockhead as he could. After Bob had a final gulp the virus pulled out, aimed his cock at Bob’s face, and let loose with one last blast across his cheeks.
Megabyte took a long, satisfied breath. That had been superb. The guardian had talents he’d been ignoring. The virus flicked a switch which raised the chair for a better height for what he intended to do next. He leaned down, licked the guardian’s cheek, and told him "Just a moment. Don’t touch yourself."
Bob sat back, erection throbbing. He wanted more than anything to take care of it, and was astonished he hadn’t come already, but he did as the virus told him and kept his hands away as Megabyte retrieved something from a pocket in the chair. A bottle of something?
“Oh.” Bob said as it dawned. Lubricant. His stomach knotted. “Should I uh, do anything?”
The virus flicked the bottle open. “I’ll handle everything.” He turned and Bob was astonished. "Already?" he asked as he stared at the virus’ cock. It was already at half-mast again. Megabyte smirked, grabbed the sprite by the waist and effortlessly flipped him over. "Not to worry, guardian," he said, rubbing a thumb over the sprite’s pert behind. "I won’t keep you waiting. Now kneel up." Bob went on his hands and knees, ass obligingly up in the air. A cycle ago the thought of doing this with a virus, let alone a male one, would have been unthinkable. Now, he was trembling in fear and anticipation for what was coming.
Bob yelped as he felt something slick between his ass-cheeks. The virus inserted a finger slowly, just the tip but spreading the lubricant liberally inside. He used a healthy does on his own tool, and positioned himself at the guardian’s entrance. He leaned and breathed “are we ready” by the guardian’s ear.
“Yes?” Bob swallowed, feeling the tip of the virus’ cock pressed up against his asshole.
“Excellent. I don’t think I’ll disappoint you.” With that the virus pressed in and Bob felt himself parting, bit by bit, as the huge thing pressed steadily into him. For a moment the sprite felt complete terror the virus was so big he’d be torn open. Then slowly, amazingly, with a wet sound his asshole flared open, taking the well-lubricated cockhead inside him.
“Ugn!” Bob panted. The pressure of cock inside him, his muscles clamping around it, was the most amazing feeling. It hurt, a lot, but in a challenging, exciting way. It tingled a little too, like a promise of pleasure to come.
“How are things going?” The virus put his hands lightly on the guardian’s behind, squeezing the sprite’s ass and feeling it compress pleasingly around his cock.
“Fine.” Bob gasped. “I’m good.” The virus immediately sank a half-inch more down the Bob’s hole, thrilling at the second “UGH!” from the sprite.
“Are we sure?” The virus made a content grunt as he slid a little bit further in. “Perhaps I’m too much for you.”
Bob spread his legs a little. “Prove it.”
The virus rocked into him, hard, shoving in another inch. Bob squeaked as Megabyte’s enormous dick effortlessly pushed through the soft virgin tissue of his ass. He trembled with throbbing, pain. It hurt so much but it felt so good, especially how full he was. The virus started moving out, then slowly sliding back in, and Bob was unprepared for the ripples of pleasure that sent up the base of his spine and the tip of his swollen cock. Megabyte savored the incredible sensation of his cock being milked by the guardian’s incredibly tight, pert behind. The warm walls of the sprite clutched at him as he pulled out of his willing captive. With a vicious jab, he got an extra two inches into the sprite at once, making Bob’s yells echo off the wall.
“User!” Bob gripped the headrest of the chair so hard his knuckles whitened, thanking everything in existence the virus had used so much lube. “THAT hurt.” he panted shakily.
“And did you like it?” The virus asked in reply, fingers squeezing the sprite’s ass-cheeks.
“How far are you in?” Bob gasped.
“Not even half.”
“User.” Bob groaned, not displeased. The throbbing, rock-hard cock in his ass was literally all he could think about. “You’re so big.”
“Oh I assure you, guardian,” the virus said, pulling nearly out then grinding himself all the way back in. “You haven’t felt anything yet.”
“UH!” Bob’s hips flexed with the virus’ relentless reentry. Megabyte leaned forward on the end of the downstroke and nipped the back Bob’s neck. Bob yelped at the fierey scrape, pushing his hips back onto the virus’ relentless cock to help him get more in. At first the virus alternated periods of slower thrusting with faster, driving Bob crazy. Through groans and gasps and not a little effort from the sprite, Megabyte had gotten to the halfway mark, then somehow further. Bob couldn’t imagine how sore his ass would be tomorrow. He didn’t care. When the virus finally sank more than three-fourths of his prick into the guardian’s asshole, Bob let out a moan of pure satisfaction.
The virus started genuinely pounding the sprite, a relentless speed that took his own pleasure into account more than whether his partner could sustain it. Whenever the virus hit certain spots, Bob felt a rush of intense pleasure so pure he almost couldn’t stand it. The virus, meanwhile, had been reduced to near-animal fury, instinct taking over as he rutted almost senselessly with his mate below. They coupled intensely this way for what felt like cycles, both increasingly eager, when Bob gasped loudly. “I’m going to- almost-”
The virus intensified his pace even further, growling, feeling his own climax rushing up, and at the moment of release gripped Bob hard. He let out a bestial snarl and a wave of infection as he came, blasting the guardian’s insides with even more seed than before. The sprite convulsed as his own climax and the virus’ infection hit him at once. Bob’s cock spurted huge, long arcs of cum, each one more intense than the last. The virus roared as he continued cumming powerfully deep inside the sprite, orgasm long and hard, prolonged with each brutal stroke. Bob felt himself flooded with sperm, extra cum spilling out over the sides as he was filled up completely by the hot, thick stuff. In a day of unexpected sensations, it felt amazing. Even as his shaking orgasm subsided the feeling of being packed so full of cock and spunk was deeply, primally satisfying.
With one last roar, the virus pulled out of the sprite. Bob fell down on the chair, knees giving way. He turned and sat up, and Bob grabbed the virus’ climaxing cock and aimed the last spurts directly at himself, painting his chest and neck with viral cum until the last drop stopped.
Megabyte looked into the sprite’s eyes. With a sigh that was both satisfied and disgusted, he saw that despite their incredible coupling, the guardian was still uninfected. He sat down on the chair, pulling the guardian to him. They ended up in a strange embrace, with Bob splayed against the virus’ chest, head nestled underneath his neck, body still dripping with the virus’ cum.
“That was amazing.” Bob blurted out.
“Of course it was.” The virus looked down. “You’re a mess, by the way. You’re lucky those shelves have towels.”
“What are you going to do with me?” Bob asked, still resting against his captor in an afterglow. He wasn’t afraid, even though he should. He felt better than he had in cycles.
“I suppose you’ve earned a reprieve. You’ll be allowed to leave.” Megabyte gave his voice a touch of menace. “Provided you keep this our little secret.”
“You bet.” Bob winced. “I’ll come up with something. If no one’s here yet, no one knows I’m missing anyway.”
Megabyte lowered his voice. “You could always stay.”
Bob blinked. “You know I can’t.”
“Guardian,” the virus said, cupping the sprite’s face. Bob was surprised at the genuine longing he saw. “What will it take for me to have you completely for my own?”
Bob blushed. He didn't know how to handle the virus' sincerity but something about it had set him off again, heat swelling at the base of his cock. He put his hand on the virus’ girth and squeezed it a little, running his fingers down to rub the wet, warm head. The virus stiffened immediately. Bob ran his free hand down the slick, smooth silver of Megabyte's stomach, openly fisting the virus with the other hand.
“If you want me that badly,” Bob said slowly, looking into Megabyte’s eyes, “you’re going to have to try harder to take me.”
The hulking blue virus kissed him hard. Bob leaned into the fierce kiss, making an "mmm" when the virus stuck his tongue down his throat as far as he could. The sprite had no objection when Megabyte picked him up and impaled him again on his rigid cock. Bob moaned and shoved downwards, trying to get more in. It was easier this time.
The virus smiled wickedly at his new lover. He had no doubt they’d have future assignations. If he couldn’t infect the Bob now there was always the future...
“Patience, guardian.” Megabyte bent down and nipped the sprite’s neck as Bob wrapped his arms around his back, moaning gratifying things about how big he was. “I promise I’ll give you what you desire.”
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