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PART 1

"Game Over."
The gamecube left Bob in the lower levels of mainframe. It was late and the city was powered down. Bob knew he should rest but post-game excitement kept him awake. He zipped down to the pipes and conduits that fed the power grid. Not as exciting as a game but it never hurt to check for bugs or rogue tears.
The guardian went deeper into the maze. When he looked up, he saw the Tor. How had he gone so deep into Megabyte's sectors without realizing? Bob felt his cheeks heat. Megabyte continued to plot Mainframe's downfall and the guardian kept stopping the virus' schemes, but when they found themselves alone the virus' taunts became suggestive.
It had been a mistake to give into Megabyte's rough seduction. He'd been sore for cycles after. The virus had promised to keep their affair secret, but how likely was the virus to betray that when it suited him? No, Bob mused as he flew deeper. It was good he'd stopped.
Bob hit a metal bar that suddenly appeared around a corner. The sprite would have gone tumbling but something snagged his collar and Bob watched his zipboard spin away down the metal corridor instead.
"Really, Bob." A deep voice said. "Do look up."
"Megabyte?"
"I suppose I have you to thank for winning that game." The virus was holding Bob by the collar. Megabyte's pupils glowed as he put the squirming sprite down. "I'm surprised you bothered with a game in this sector. You do know this zone overlaps with my own territory."
The guardian shrugged. "Mend and defend."
"How gallant of you." The virus circled stepped closer and murmured. "How could I possibly reward such chivalry?"
A shiver danced up Bob's spine even as his mind screamed to go. "You know it's late. I should get to my own sector."

"I can't send you off in the dark."
"Don't worry." Bob said, hating that his voice cracked of all things. "I've got it under-mmff!" Bob was interrupted as the virus kissed him. He felt the familiar coolness of the segmented tongue caress the top of his mouth. All his earlier problems were suddenly forgotten as Bob found himself pressing into the hard metal of the kiss.
"My dear guardian," the virus replied huskily after he broke away, eyes glowing with something he couldn't contain any longer. "I insist."

"Ugh!" Bob's eyes rolled up into the back of his head. "User!"
Megabyte was buried in the young sprite he was bouncing up and down in his lap. Bob's hands gripped the virus’ shoulders as he rode the cock, his mouth open and eyes glazed. They were both at their cusps, and after a few particularly hard jolts the virus shrieked and came hard. Bob gasped and spurted a few nanoseconds later.
They were in the back of the virus' auto-piloted limousine parked in a deserted corridor in the lowest sectors. They sat like together for a while, breathing hard. It was uncanny, the virus thought, how easily they synchronized. Some perverse melding of their code? After a while, he pulled Bob into an embrace. Bob was started, but then felt a wave of infection course through him. Bob gasped, but clung to the virus even as Megabyte attempted to override his code.
It crested and fell. Bob blew out a breath. "Nice try."
Megabyte scowled but ran a hand up the sprite’s thigh. "Your time will come, guardian. You can't stand against me forever."
"Says who?"
The virus growled softly and moved his hand. Bob squeaked as it pinched his ass. "Clearly, one of us needs to learn his place. Megabyte looked down at the guardian. "Although it seems someone else is on his second wind."
Bob hadn't realized he was hard again himself. How was this even possible? Was it some side effect of the infection attempts? As if reading his mind, the virus purred "There are so many gifts I could give you, guardian." and held his shoulders. Bob braced himself as he felt the wave of attempted infection again. This time the virus got a little further before his guardian code blocked him. The virus let out a frustrated, unmistakable groan. "You tease."
"What are you going to do about it?" Bob taunted.
Megabyte dumped Bob to the floor then knelt in front of him. The virus' cum-covered prick was so well lubricated he immediately popped the helmet of his cock inside the sprite again. Bob let out a yell of pain, fingers scrabbling the floor as his asshole was dilated and penetrated by hard blue flesh. His muscles clenched around the welcome intruder. "Oh yeah," he muttered. The virus pushed another inch in then out.
"Admit it, guardian," The virus said as he slowly pumped back and forth. "You've been dreaming of this since the last time we parted." Megabyte took in the guardian sprawled submissively. "The position suits you."
Bob buckled his hips, not satisfied with the virus' slow pace even as his member spread him open. The virus ignored his thrusts, maintaining his speed. "What are you thinking, guardian?" Bob groaned in reply: "Wondering how much...uh! How much more you can get in."
The virus went in hard. "Ugh!" Bob's eyes rolled his eyes again, riding the crest of the pain and the incredible pleasure that slid after it. The virus commenced plowing him in earnest, relished the sight of his sworn enemy helplessly impaled on his thrusting tool, obliterating the sprite's inhibitions with every stroke. After the earlier orgasm they prolonged things far past what either had guessed possible.
As he came close, Bob closed his eyes and gasped when he felt the virus' hand on his prick, jerking the sprite's cock. He came, spurting wildly, crying out and cresting just as he felt the virus' cum shooting violently up into him. Megabyte kept his rhythm up. When it finally finished and he popped wetly out of the guardian Bob laid splayed on the floor below blinking.
"User," the sprite whispered.
"Indeed." The virus looked tired for once after cumming it had been so intense.
"What are we doing?" Bob said, sitting up. "Someone's going to find out."
"Really, Bob, I've as much a reputation to lose as you do."
Bob doubted that, but all he said was "Can you take me out of the sector?"
The virus ordered the limo to where Bob could depart for his apartment block discreetly. The door opened. Bob half-stood to leave then turned and awkwardly blurted out "Good night."
The virus took him by the arm and kissed him, surprisingly gentle for the strength he'd shown earlier but holding the guardian's arm in a firm grip.
"Pleasant dreams." he rumbled in the sprite's ear.
Bob watched the limo retreat, rubbing his arms. That strange intensity in that last kiss lingered.

PART 2:

Many cycles later, back from the web, Bob thought about that night as he explored the lower levels of mainframe hunting for the virus who'd hurt his friends. Poor Dot was recovering, hiding in her heavily-guarded apartment while the others canvassed the system for Megabyte. The guardian had volunteered to take the lower levels. It had been penance Bob had told himself, for not stopping the virus at the wedding. But he really knew it was a lie. He wanted a showdown away from everyone. He tried to concentrate on where he was. These were the lowest levels, where rogue data surges roamed. Was that movement or just a power spark?
"Get a grip!" Bob tried to get himself out of the fugue. Megabyte had run rings around them when he stole Bob’s identity. Bob wondered what the virus had done in private inside a copy of his own body. The thought was hard to shake. Had the virus….experimented? Bob knew it was wrong but he couldn’t help but imagine the masquerading virus stroking his own flesh in the mirror, finding out what spots pleased his sprite-lover the most out of curiosity.
Bob shook himself out of the shameful thoughts just in time to see the tentacles spearing towards his head. The guardian flipped out of the way, zooming up and yelled "It's over, Megabyte! We're rounding up your new virals."
"Really, guardian," the voice was infuriatingly amused. "There's no shortage of pawns here."
Megabyte came out of the darkness slamming into Bob. Bob used glitch to beam him off, dodged a claw. The virus darted back into the alley's shadows, taunting "No one with you guardian? Then we have a tete-a-tete. How obliging."
"Funny," Bob replied as he zipped slowly through scanning the alleys. "I thought you'd seen enough of me when you shot me into the web." Bob cringed at how bitter he sounded. The virus was silent. Bob continued talking. "That didn't work out like you expected, did it?"
"I found my way back." Megabyte rumbled. "Something we have in common."
"You couldn't wait to get rid of me."
"You'd DEFIED me guardian!" The virus suddenly roared. "Every time after we met, you fled! How many times did you come to me only to destroy my work the next cycle?"
Bob was shocked at the agony Megabyte's voice. "What was I supposed to do?" he kept his keytool up. "Give you the system?"
The virus dropped on him from above, pinning him to the alley wall and harshly whispered. "You were meant to succumb." Then he kissed him.
Bob felt a ball of tangled confusion before he shoved Megabyte away. "Don't!" The virus grabbed the sprite's arm, not enough to damage, but enough to hold him. "I came back here to claim what was mine, Bob." He pulled Bob closer. "All of it." Even through his scarred face, the guardian saw a hungry look.
Bob glared. "Like I'd want that after what you to Dot."
"One night, guardian."
Bob stopped, confused. "What?"
"One night. Now." Bob felt little tendrils of attempted infection curl from where the virus' arm held him. "If I can't infect you after that, I will retreat back to the web."
"Yeah right."
The virus relaxed his grip. Bob shrugged his arm out of the virus' grasp as Megabyte continued. "I'm offering you a pleasant resolution. Think how much effort this could save us."
"You're not serious?" Bob knew he was blushing. Thank the user no one was around for this. " You tried to ruin my life, hurt my friends, and now you want me to sleep with you?"
"Come now, Bob." Megabyte leaned forward then caught sight of his claws. With a grunt of effort he retracted the yellow slices, hissing. The virus flexed his now-normal fingers. "Sheathing them takes some effort these days."
"I haven't said yes."
"You have me in a stalemate. If you're afraid you might finally not be capable of fighting off infection, it’s your decision."
Bob glared again. "You didn't manage it before."
"I feel like giving it another round." Megabyte looked around. "In a more fitting setting, of course."
Bob's heart pounded. If the virus was telling the truth, this would be the fastest and easiest way to get rid of him. No one needed to be hurt or deleted. Megabyte might come back, but they'd be ready for him. And there was something fascinating about the enhancements he'd picked up in the web, repellent and attractive at once. How far had the virus' code changed in the web? What parts were different?
"Dot would never forgive me."
"She need never know." Megabyte said smoothly. "Come now. I did keep our little affair secret all these cycles. You can't accuse me of treachery there. Think of this as a last dance."
"You don’t deserve it."
Megabyte's next words sounded unsure. "Did you never think about me, while I was gone?"
Bob's face was purple now. He had, late at night, hating himself for it. He wrestled with his guilt and a horrible flush pounding through his heart. Bob didn't answer but the guardian found his hand on the virus' chest, touching the scarring. At the touch, Megabyte actually looked relieved.
"One last night, guardian." His mouth was right next to Bob's. "That's all I ask." This time when he went in for a kiss, the sprite didn't back away.

The place he took him to had been part of Megabyte's sector way back when, Bob recalled. It made sense he had a bunker in the deepest parts for emergencies. But a bed?
"I had some time to prepare things." The virus latched the door with a solid click. Bob looked around then sat down. There was a washroom with a shower off the room, thank the User, and bottled lubricant he was relieved to see. Megabyte sit down beside him and tapped Bob's icon meaningfully. Bob hesitated then blew out a breath and clicked his clothes off.
The virus immediately pushed him down onto his back on the bed and ran his hands down the sprite's side, fingers sweeping across Bob’s flat chest. He gave an approving look in the dim light, looking at the spirte's frame. The guardian had put on new muscle. "You've been keeping well, I see."
"Thanks?" Bob opened his mouth and the virus kissed him, tongue slow and probing. It was thicker, especially towards the base, than Bob remembered. He grasped the virus around his broad, powerful back, feeling a thrill at the predator's size. The web-scarring made the texture of his skin feel different but Bob wasn't bothered by it. The sprite felt something suddenly protrude against his thighs and looked down for a familiar sight. His jaw dropped. "Oh my user."
Megabyte chuckled. Bob's dumbstruck expression was everything he'd hoped for. The virus' tongue wasn't the only thing that'd gotten bigger in the web. Bob could hardly believe it. the virus' shaft was somehow a little longer and even thicker. Thick veins throbbed all along the virus' dark-blue prick, ribbing it. The sprite could only imagine how that would feel. Bob’s own prick throbbed in anticipation. Megabyte playfully nipped the side of his neck and purred, "Care to make an inspection?"
Bob fondled the virus' heavy prick, feeling its solid weight and heft, gently touching the hole at the tip of the gigantic head. His fingers wandered over to the equally impressive pouch at the base, which had also increased in size. A single half completely filled his palm. Bob gently cupped one in his hand and gave it a loving stroke. A small part of his brain felt guilty but he already had saliva in his mouth.
Megabyte's smirk deepened. User the eager look on the sprite's face, the desire! Before the night was through, he'd stamp that on the sprite's very code. As Bob leaned forward Megabyte caught him with one hand on his chin.
"Now, where are we heading?"
"Uh." Bob stuttered.
The virus smirked and released him, sitting up and sliding Bob down so the sprite was kneeling before him. "Proceed."
Bob experimentally licked one of the dark-blue balls, dragging his tongue along one, then the other, feeling the heat pulsing from them. The sprite tongued them for a while then formed a seal with his mouth and softly sucked. Bob’s hand slithered up the virus’ pole, stroking it as he lovingly tongued his sack. Megabyte leaned back, enjoying the wet warmth as the sprite alternated sides, taking one lump then the other reverentially into his mouth. Why couldn't the guardian always be this ready to please him? Bob looked up from the virus' fully stiffened member.
"Should I stop before-"
"It's not as if you could tire me out." Megabyte ran his fingers through the guardian's hair. "Though not for lack of trying."
Bob took the hint and kissed the tip of the virus' shaft, tonguing the head before he sucked it down, popping back up to lick the tip some more, then swallowing down again. The virus sighed at the amazing feeling of the sprite's dexterous mouth and tongue, Bob's hand steering even further down his cock. He grunted loudly as the sprite got further, not quite halfway but impressive indeed. "That's it. Good boy."
Bob’s throat hurt but the thrill of reignighting their affair urged him on. It could be Megabyte’s leftover attempts at infecting him all those cycles ago, Bob told himself, that made him so willing. The veins of the thick cock rubbed against the ribbing of his throat as he worked deeper and deeper. After several more minutes of enthusiastic sucking, Bob looked up with the virus finally more than halfway down his throat. Megabyte wished he could hold the moment forever.
"How are we doing, guardian?" The virus asked. Bob, mouth full, shrugged. "Would you like to see how far we can get, on this special occasion?" Megabyte continued, putting his hand on the back of Bob's head. The sprite felt his heart pound. What the virus was asking was frightening, but the idea of a face-fuck spiked his adrenaline so hard. Bob slowly nodded.
The virus took the guardian's head in both hands and pulled him forward. Bob choked and buckled but stayed steady as Megabyte steered his head, thrusting bit by bit in and back out. Bob couldn't pinpoint the moment it went from the virus helping him inhale more cock to something more aggressive, but his vision started to strobe as Megabyte used his mouth and throat like a toy. He gasped when he felt something slither over his own cock. One of the virus' tentacles extending from his knuckles had wrapped itself around the sprite's penis.
Bob moaned in appreciation. In contrast to the virus' harsh face-fucking it squeezed Bob tenderly in small pulses, tightening around his base so, Bob realized, he'd last longer. It felt so good to be used like this, at the mercy of the virus’ whims. The sprite flattened his tongue down and submissively angled himself to get more cock down his throat.
Realizing what the guardian was doing, Megabyte grunted in approval and matched the angle, sliding far more in. The guardian started involuntarily swallowing, and that drove the virus wild, the sensation a total vacuum on his throbbing monster-cock. With several enthusiastic thrusts Megabyte slammed his remaining inches forward into the spite's throat, gripping the back of Bob's head.
Bob choked a bit as his throat-muscles working almost involuntarily as he was pressed right up against the virus’ balls. It was at that moment the sprite felt a lube-tipped tentacle squeeze between his ass-cheeks. Bob yelped around the cock as the tentacle penetrated him an inch, then two, preparing his insides for what was coming after this. Choking cock and stimulated beyond belief, the sprite looked up to see the virus grin a toothy grin. Bob felt the rush of an orgasm, held back only by the tentacle wrapped his own blue cock, being squeezed in those tantalizing pulses. He sucked, hard as he could.
Megabyte made a half-groan half-growl as every slick, throbbing inch of his gargantuan prick was squeezed by the guardian. With severl rough thrusts Megabyte unloaded a torrent down the guardian's throat. Bob choked on what felt like a gallon of cum, drinking down what he could. His efforts were incredible but he couldn’t keep up with the thick, hot stuff and the excess erupted, running down his throat. The virus abruptly shoved him and Bob fell on his back.
"Finish yourself off." The virus ordered, stroking his own still-cumming prick. Keeping eye contact, Bob jerked himself hard and quick, entwining his fingers with the helping tentacle on his cock and leaning back on the one writhing in his ass. His pressure popped, and Bob came wailing in an incredible orgasm, just as the virus let loose with more cum. Bob's climax was intense and shuddering, and he gasped as he saw his jiz arc, fall, and mingle with the virus' cum spraying over him. After the torrent slowed Bob sat up. His eyes took in the aftermath.
“Wow." Bob felt as if he should be embarrassed now the moment was over, but all he felt was pride at amount of cum he'd already spilled and that he'd gotten his lover to spill. He put a finger on the virus' cock tip and, to Megabyte’s deep satisfaction, licked the cum he scooped up off it. Then with the virus' prick inches away Bob somehow went from admiring to cleaning the thing, licking and swallowing with his sore throat until Megabyte's cock was slick and clean with his saliva.
The sprite looked up, breathing heavily. “You like that?” he asked, half-taunting.
The virus hauled him back up to the bed, licking his tongue down the guardian’s cheek. Then they were kissing and tumbling together. Through all this there was still a tentacle squirming in the guardian’s ass, and the virus slowly pushed it further and further, until it was withdrawn and he flipped Bob over into his stomach.
The sprite waited for the virus’ cockhead and was surprised instead to feel the wet rasp of a tongue. “What are you-“

“Really Bob.” The virus smacked one of the sprite’s firm ass-cheeks, then gently caressed it, sending a shivering through the sprite’s body. “Do relax.”
Bob fell back down, gasping as the virus’ tongue circled his asshole. It puckered then relaxed as the tongue kept going, slow and luxurious sensations rippling through him. The sprite made a series of small moans throughout the ministration, then gasped more loudly as the tongue penetrated him. The wet, intimate warmth sent a slow line of heat up his spine. The virus took his time, seemed to know exactly where to go. Bob slowly felt his cock recover, dancing to the prodding tongue melting his spine. It felt different than the other times they’d been together. It was slow, more intimate, more purposeful. Bob breathed out, anticipating what was coming but utterly content to let the virus toy with him this way.
After a while Megabyte withdrew. Bob felt lubricated fingers enter him and grunted as he was lubed up, prepared for what was to come. The virus flipped him over again, so Bob was facing up. He was relieved to see Megabyte smothering his own erect cock with lube, making it glisten. Bob bit his lip in excitement, looking at those dangerously large prick and balls ready to pump him full of cum.
The virus smirked and spread the sprite’s legs, then leaned down. He wanted to savor this. He wanted to relive this night whenever he chose. He positioned his swollen cockhead against the tip of the sprite’s asshole, pushing in teasingly without going in, and asked:
“Any regrets, guardian?”

Bob gave him an impatient look. “NOW you’re asking?”
The virus’ smirk deepened into an evil grin. “I think you enjoy these little games, Bob.” He pushed harder with his prick and the sprite arched his spine. “Would you argue the matter?”

The sprite closed his eyes and shook his head. The virus nodded. “I’m so glad we agree.”
Then he thrust his enormous prick inside, shoving in at least three thick in one hard, firm stroke. Bob let out a shriek, suddenly reevaluating his choices. Megabyte’s new thickness made him feel unexpectedly vulnerable. The virus made a rasping sound with his throat as he pulled out and stroked back in hard again, the sprite’s deliciously tight, lubricated walls a pleasing pressure on every single inch.
Bob whimpered a little. He was already dangerously full, the fat cock’s swollen veins pressing against his inner skin. The virus breathed heavily and kept going in and out, more leisurely now. Megabyte cupped the sprite’s face and whispered “I’m not going to stop, guardian.” He felt intoxicated by the fear and panicked lust on the face of the sprite below him. “Not until I’m buried completely inside you. Not until you finally know you’re mine.”
“Ugh!” Bob gasped out between grunts, as the virus kept pumping: “You have to…uh! UH! Prove-UNH! Prove it first!”
The virus made a back of the throat growl at this defiance. Bob saw something in his lover snap as Megabyte plowed into him hard enough to slam the guardian all the way to the tip of the headboard. The virus, ramping up with frustration and lust, went faster and more careless. His control slipped as he sped up, like an animal in heat. Bob, swept away by the onslaught, could only spread himself more open and pray.

“Uh! UHFF! Ahhhh!” The sprite’s cries became even more high pitched as virus’ rigid fuckpole filled him, just on the verge of tearing him open. It hurt like nothing before. Those meaty veins he’d admired sent thrills inside him as the bumps ground against and stimulated his canal. Meanwhile all Megabyte knew was a feverish the sensation of his prick being lovingly, tightly squeezed by the guardian's intimate flesh. With a lunge that shook the entire bed, the virus pistoned more than half his gigantic prick into the sprite
Bob buckled, threw his head back, and tried to say ‘wait’ but found he couldn’t. It went through him like a shock: he didn’t WANT to disappoint Megabyte. Even if it hurt, all he wanted was to satisfy his lover. He wanted all of the virus inside him so badly. Bob found his hands on Megabyte’s broad back, stroking him. “That’s it,” Bob heard himself shamelessly moaning. “Uh! HNH! You’re so big. Uhh! User!” Megabyte felt himself somehow grow even harder at the sprite’s cries. Bob swore when the virus sheathed at least nine inches inside him. The pleasure along the pain was almost unbearable. “So-uh- so good!” Bob tightened his grip and babbled “You feel so good! UH! Get your cock in me!”
The virus obliged, and instead of thrusting, concentrated for a moment on sinking more of his cock steadily into the sprite’s rectum. The sensation and the absolute domination it offered the virus was a delicious thrill like nothing Megabyte had ever experienced before. Bob clung tighter and held on, as more and more of the lubed thing pressed in, swallowed in the depths of his ass.
Bob's body trembled with the hardest erection he’d ever had. He was full like never before, and it felt GOOD. The intense ache underscored the terrifying pleasure. There were only a couple inches left. For a moment the panting virus came back to himself and looked down at what was left to go, then locked eyes with the sprite.
“Do it.” Bob whispered. “Make me yours.”

With a deep snarl the virus fucked him hard, pounding in more and more of his cock into the overstuffed sprite, pulling back almost all the way and thrusting himself back in each time like a crashing wave. Bob held on, thrusting his own hips up to help the virus, and somehow they found a mutually satisfying rhythm. Megabyte could barely cling to rational thought as the wanton sprite below him yelled and gasped and moaned. He felt something rising within him, not just a climax but something more, some chance he would never have again if he didn’t seize it among this mind-destroying pleasure. Just before the edge, Megabyte grabbed the sprite’s shoulders, and crashed into him with a wave of infection.
He saw the sprite’s confused face form an ‘o’ and Bob’s eyes roll up in his head as his code was suddenly experienced an attack. The guardian’s programming hadn’t been updated to deal with web viruses. The infection raced through Bob's core, leaving molten- hot lines of violation that mingled confusingly with his own pent-up orgasm. But the sprite knew if he pushed, drew back, he could still beat it.
The virus slammed the last of himself into the guardian, every single bit of his cock pressed up into the sprite. Bob’s body shuddered and he disastrously let himself go.
Megabyte roared as the unbearably delicious rush of infection mixed with his climax to make the most powerful orgasm he’d ever had. He exploded, cum jetting into the deepest part of the sprite. Bob was cumming below him, howling as his body shook with a mind-blowing climax of his own, both of them synchronized. And kept going.
Their bodies heaved together, perfectly in tune, experiencing their pleasure over and over in a loop. Megabyte grunted and snarled with animal frenzy, cum pumping out like a waterhose from his engorged cockhead. Bob felt the virus completely over-fill him with cum, the glorious stuff pooling obscenely beneath him. His own cock couldn’t seem to stop cumming either, spurt after spurt for longer than was possible, each one better than the last as absolute pleasure overtook him.
Eventually their impossibly long orgasms waned, then spurted, then ended. The virus withdrew his long member from the still-twitching sprite laying in a puddle. He pulled the guardian to himself and they relaxed in the aftermath. Bob thought he should be more worried about being infected, but it had been amazing. Resting in an incredible cloud of bliss, he looked into Megabyte’s scarred face and half-lidded eyes with burgeoning love. The virus wasn’t just his new owner, the infected sprite thought dreamily. Bob's heart pounded with more than exertion as he realized the virus was his new reason for being.
The hulking virus basked in something rare. Contentment. For a few precious moments, he was utterly satisfied. It only increased as he saw Bob look at him with adoring, worshipful eyes. When the sprite reached out, Megabyte took him into his arms and kissed him slowly, tasting the delicious imprint of his own infection. Bob sighed and said softly, submissively: “Master.”
Megabyte kissed the sprite harder, his monstrous and poisonous heart singing as Bob passionately kissed him back. The virus had successfully returned to claim a mate after all.
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