Beautiful Creation

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I am perhaps the greatest creation the government has every made. The perfect warrior. Incredible strength, cat- like reflexes, unmatchable grace, and even beyond my warrior abilities, absolute beauty. To an onlooker, I am perfection. Every part of body is genetically engineered to be faultless. To men, I am irresistible and unstoppable. To women, I am their husband’s or their boyfriend’s fantasy. To me, I am a normal 19 year old who just happens to be able to kick ass.

I’m Alexia. Or to the defense department, I’m GAH-5711. I don’t have any parents or any outstanding childhood memories. I was created in a test tube and raised in a secret government agency. I’ve trained with the best soldiers the government has to offer and have kicked their asses on more than one occasion. I have never had a normal life and I’m beginning to think normal is vastly overrated. I mean, how many teenagers get say they assassinate foreign dictators and take out terrorists on a daily basis? Not many.
There is one flaw to my perfection. I’m human. Genetically altered, but very much still human. I have human emotions and experience many things that teenage girls go through. Except that they get to go through their hormone- driven lives in high school were they can go on dates and do normal stuff. My handler says that regular teenage boys would not be able to handle my abilities or urges. You see, along with my cat- like abilities comes another cat- like characteristic. I tend to go into heat. This means I have very strong sexual urges and have to fulfill them or I feel like I’m going to explode. This isn’t really so bad because I manage to control it, but all I have around here are government agents. Old government agents. Not my idea of a party. But from what I’m told, that’s about to change.

“Now, Alexia, I need to introduce you to another member of our task force and I want you to be nice. ”, says my handler as he leads me down the hallway. I blow a bubble with my gum and pop it, saying, “I’m always nice.”

My handler laughs and says, “Just like when you put Agent Matthews in a headlock for ten minutes because he scuffed your boot.”

I resent that and reply, “Hey! They were my new ones.” I roll my eyes and continue to walk down the hall to the briefing room.

When we arrive at the briefing room, the meeting has begun and everyone is facing the front of the room, listening to the chief. The chief notices me entering and stops mid- sentence, “Ah, Alexia, so glad you could make it. I want you to meet GAH- 5712.”

My jaw drops as the chair at the end of the table turns towards me and reveals….perfection….in male form.

He stands and says, “You can call me Tyler.”


OOC: So I need my perfection in male form. PM me if you're interested with a profile.

Name: Alexia
Age: 19
Hair: Long, brown, with soft waves.
Eyes: Bright green
Body: Perfect
Signifying marks: barcode on the right wrist
 
The chief was debriefing me when the door opened. It made him stop in the middle of a sentence and create a new one.

“Ah, Alexia, so glad you could make it. I want you to meet GAH- 5712.”

A girl entered the room. She was stunning to say the least, perfection just like me. Her jaw dropped when she saw me, making me smile. I stood up, introducing myself.

"You can call me Tyler."

I offered her a hand, before sitting down again. I turned to the chief, but found my eyes stray off several times to check out her body. Perfection... Yes, she was indeed perfect.
 
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((The part of Tyler is taken by Dynosius))

I replace my jaw to its normal position then take his hand when he offers it. He is gorgeous and I can feel my body warm all over when our hands meet.

"Alexia. GAH-5711." When Tyler returns to his seat, I turn to the chief and click my heels, standing at attention. "Sorry, I'm late, chief." The chief gives me a nod and take my seat beside my handler.

The chief continues with his briefing, explaining that Tyler and I will be working together on any cases that come in. He also states that we will be cohabitating in a larger habitation module. This makes me look at my handler with uncertainty who in turn gives me a reassuring pat on the arm.

After the briefing, the chief dismisses us all to our duties and training. I pull my handler to the side and say, "I can't cohabitate with him. You know what will happen." My handler gives me a smile and says, "Exactly what they expected would happen."

I look over at Tyler who is standing with his handler then look back at mine, "They want us to. Figures." I look back at Tyler and say to my handler, "Shouldn't be too unbarable." I give him the once over and exit the briefing room to head to the training room.
 
I listen to the briefing without saying much. It all comes down to the point that we were to be partners. Oh, and live together. Right... It is quite obvious what would happen then. To me the idea seems not that bad though. Quite the opposite. And why shouldn't it? I am just a normal person with his needs and Alexia probably was too. Well, normal... We were engineered to be perfect. And hell, perfection is all Alexia is.

As she left the briefing room, I wait a little while. I talk a bit with my handler, discuss what was needed to be discussed. With all talking out of the way, I make my way to the training room as well. Maybe I could test her perfection there...
 
The government had finally given in and brought in machines for my training. I guess they got tired of paying medical bills for the agents they put up against me. I don't really mean to hurt them, but sometimes I get a little carried away. Especially when I'm frustrated about something.

With one kick, I send the training robot flying across the training room, slamming it into a wall on the opposite end. I walk over to it and snap its dismembered head back into place. The government made sure to give me something that was easily fixed. The robot pops up and is ready for another round.

My handler comes out from behind a screen and says, "Lex, why don't you try taking it a bit easier on the equipment?" By this time, I'm already in a full- blowen attack on the robot again. The robot didn't stand a chance. My brain is genetically altered to think five moves in advance. Even the machine can only calculated three moves in advance.

I hear the door to the training room open and I glance at the door, giving the robot an open shot. I notice it's Tyler and am too distracted to calculate the robot's swift right hook to the jaw. Hurts a bit, but doesn't really phase me.

It makes me angry that I am so easily distracted by him. With one spinning kick, I send the robot's head flying straight at the doorway, smashing into the wall right by Tyler's head.

My handler gives me a stern look and all I can manage to say without laughing is, "Whoops."
 
*WHAM!*

Before I fully enter the training room a robotic head is smashed right next to my head. Rather unimpressive... I look at it, imbedded in the concrete. The girl has some skills. Time to test them.

I turn back to Alexia, grinning. I make my way into the training room, standing just a few feet away from her. Crossing my arms, I lock gazes with her. The grin stays on my face. "You can handle a robot, but..."

I step closer to her, standing a bit taller than she is. "Can you handle me?"
 
"Can you handle me?"

I stood up straight and put my hands on my hip, looking him dead in the eye. I can't believe he is actually going to come in and challenge me. I am less than amused by his challenge and consider turning it down to avoid damaging more valuable government property.

Of course, I never could turn down any opportunity to get physical with something other than a robot.

A grin comes across my face when I say, "Let's do this. Three Rounds. Round ends when someone hits the ground or someone cries. You ready?"

I step away from him and stand at the ready, motioning for him to make the first move. "Let's see what the government gave you."

"Oh, no, no, no!" I hear coming from across the room and I look to see both of our handlers marching over to us.

Our handlers stand in between us and mine says, "You can't fight each other. That would be.....explosive. Can you even fathom how much damage you could cause to each other or the building structure itself? You guys couldn't just talk. You have to fight each other? How barbaric!"

I look at my handler and say, "Are you done?" Not waiting for an answer, I turn to Tyler and say with a grin, "Well I guess we'll finish this another time."

My handler says abruptly, "Oh, I forgot to tell you....your new living arrangements have been finished."

I nod and head for the door to go to my new module. I turn at the door and ask Tyler, "You coming?" I figure I have to live with him among other things so we should probably be nice.

I walk down the hall to my module which is rather close to the training grounds. I place my hand to the palm scanner that opens the door. I walk inside to what looks like a regular apartment only made of more durable material because of the likelihood of me breaking something when I'm angry.

I glance around the apartment as I hear Tyler enter the room behind me. I notice that there is only one bedroom with a large king size bed. "Are you kidding me? Could they be a bit more obvious?"

I look around the bedroom which was pretty large and notice cameras in the corners of the room. "Great! Not only are we expected to sleep together but we're also expected to be porn."
 
I enter the room a moment later than Alexia. It is a shame that our handlers wouldn't allow us to spar with each others. While I think about it Alexia already inspects the room. Her observations are quite clear and the intentions of our government even more so. I stand behind her, my torso slightly touching her shoulder.

"One kingsize bed and camera's. Way to go, goverment. I'll sleep somewhere else. Unless you don't want to..."

I smile and wrap an arm around her waist. I expect to be punched or something, knowing how her attitude is. Yet, I couldn't help myself.
 
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"One kingsize bed and camera's. Way to go, goverment. I'll sleep somewhere else. Unless you don't want to..."

I felt him wrap his arm around my waist and my first thought is that with one move I could break his arm into small unfixable pieces, but for some reason, I am unable to move. His firm grip on my waist was something I have never felt before. He's the first man that is as strong if not stronger than me. His touch sent a shiver down my spine.

Damn it. Damn it. I can control this. I am not an animal., I think to myself as I stand there, contemplating my next move. I can see him looking at me out of the corner of my eye and he is so gorgeous. Perfection and it's getting so hard for me to resist my impulses.

I close my eyes to get a grip on the circumstances, but all I can think about is his arm around my waist. My mind begins to wander to thoughts of his hands all over my body, caressing every inch.....

"Just stay on your side of the bed." I finally break the thought and step away from him. I turn to look at him and can't help but give him a once over.

"I'm gonna go take a shower." I pushed past him to go the bathroom. "A cold shower.", I murmur to myself once I'm in the bathroom.

Once I undress and get in the shower, my thoughts and hands begin to wander....
 
I feel her against my arm, the sensation feeling far better than I thought. And somehow, I believe she thinks about it the same way. I look at her from the corner of my eye. She is so perfect. Just like she is supposed to be. Her bright green eyes seem to shine, so beautiful are they. My thoughts are broken by her swift movement.

"Just stay on your side of the bed."

She turned to look at me, giving me a once-over. It brings a smile to my face, which soon disappears.

"I'm gonna go take a shower."

As she pushes past me I can't help but smile. Soon the sound of the shower rings in my ears. Even though I want to see her perfect shape, naked and wet under the shower, I decided not to. Instead, I sit down on the couch, waiting for her to return.
 
A small moan escapes my lips as I climax, leaning back against the shower wall. My shower fantasy would sustain me for a little while.

I regain my composure and finished my shower. I climb out of the shower and wrap a towel around myself, fastening it under my arms. I squeezed the excess water out of my hair into the sink, leaving in wet curls.

I exit the bathroom and cross the bedroom to my closet, noting that Tyler was sitting on the sofa in the living room. I slip into some pink boy short lace underwear with a matching bra then slip on my robe.

I exit the bedroom and walk to the kitchen, grabbing a water out of our well- stocked refrigerator. "You want anything, Tyler?"
 
"You want anything, Tyler?"

I turn to see Alexia clad in a robe. Her hair was wet, sticking to her skin. Quite a sight to behold. I find myself wondering what she is wearing underneath her. I stop myself from such thoughts. Now was not the time.

"No thanks, I'm good." I wave a thanking gesture at her. My eyes follow her every movement. Her figure is somewhat intoxicating, even more so as it is hidden beneath a robe. "Hey, why don't you come sit here. Let's talk a bit."

I call out to the kitchen. Talking is not the only thing I want to do with her. Not with such perfection. Even if there are camera's observing all of our actions and discussions. I could care less about them. As long as I can feel her again. Damn, she was just perfection in every way.
 
"Hey, why don't you come sit here. Let's talk a bit." I can tell he doesn't really want to just talk, but he seems to be trying to be less animal- like. Not a bad trait. I'm a little impressed.

I cross the room to the sofa Tyler was sitting on and sat down on the opposite end. I cross my legs, allowing the robe to split and expose almost to my hip.

"What are they doing in those labs nowadays? Talking isn't really my style. I'm all action. I guess they tweeked your talking gene a bit more than mine."
 
I make myself a little more comfortable on the couch, shifting so I could better look at her. Her robe falls open to expose a good portion of her legs. Those boys in the labs really did their best. Her voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"What are they doing in those labs nowadays? Talking isn't really my style. I'm all action. I guess they tweeked your talking gene a bit more than mine."

I smile, looking at her. "Indeed they did." The longer I stare at her, the more I want to touch her. My hands all over her soft and naked skin. I quickly snap out of my thoughts. Damnit, that happens too many times. I must focus.

"An action-typ... The good action or the fighting action?" Oh god... I should not have said that.
 
"An action-typ... The good action or the fighting action?"

How cute. I notice that he couldn't believe that he had just said that me. They had certainly tweeked his talking gene, but not his "look before you leap" gene.

I give him a smile and say, "I'd say both, but I guess you find out soon enough."

Gorgeous. I look I him, taking in all of his features. It's like the government knew my ideal and made him for me. Like a present. I get a present for being such a good genetically- engineered soldier. Yay, me! I'll have to thank them later.
 
Soon enough... The words ring in my ears. Maybe I can make that soon enough now. I look at her and feel her checking out my body. My lips curl in a smile. "See something you like?"

I sure know I was looking something I like. Before she can answer I slide closer. I wrap my arm around her shoulder, staring at her with smile. My body touches hers, warmth spreading between the touching parts. "I am looking at someone I like, that's for sure."
 
"See something you like?"

Before I can reply, Tyler was next to me with his arm around my shoulders. I could feel the heat of his body through my thin. It's almost enough to send me over the edge, but I think cold thoughts about the cold shower and yoga. Yea, yoga is calming. Ohmmm..... really not working.

"I am looking at someone I like, that's for sure." I can tell. I can see the animal- like presence in his eyes as he looks down at me. I would recognize that look anywhere, having seen that look in my own eyes many times. I begin to wonder why I am fighting this so hard when this is obviously what the government wants of me. Not really a bad mission if you think about it.

I decide that it's about time to have a little fun other than kicking people's asses on a daily basis.

"Oh, really?" I let my robe slide off of my should a bit along with the strap of my bra, revealing my bare shoulder and creating a gap in my robe showing my breasts concealed in my lace bra.
 
I smile, my eyes wander from her face to her bare shoulder and down into her bust. The sight of her exposed flesh sends signals to my member, but I manage to hold back. I shift, so I sit even closer to her. My eyes fix gazes with hers.

For a moment we sit there, looking at each other. Then I move, softly cupping her face with my hand. Slowly, I pull her in a for a kiss. Just to test her...
 
I notice him shift in his seat. I'm trained to be very aware of my surroundings and I can practically smell his lust for me. For a moment, we sit there and I look at him as he calculates his next move. I can see the wheels turning as I calculate 5 moves in advance.

To my surprise and definitely not calculated, he kisses me....he actually kisses me. I am very impressed by how bold Tyler is turning out to be. A normal man would be way too intimidated to make the first move.

My mind is spinning and impulses are beginning to take over as our lips meet. I can feel a surge of energy transfer from his lips to mine and before I can calm myself, I pounce. In one swift move, I am on top of him, straddling his lap as he sits on the sofa. My robe just slips away, revealing my pink lace clad body. I kiss him hungrily as I pinned him against the back of the couch.

My animal instincts take over as I lose control.
 
I feel a deep connection between us as our lips meet. Before I know it she's on top of me. I feel her robe slide off. My hands roam over her exposed skin on instinct. My fingers take in all her details, her smooth skin, her lace bra, her soft hair.

I open my eyes wide in surprise as Alexia pins me to the back of the couch. Her lips take mine hungrily. I decide to react strongly, marking my place as her male counter-part.

I lick her lips, before parting them and invading her mouth with my tongue. Our tongues meet, caressing and brushing against each other in an almost animal-like act.
 
He kisses me back with a returned amount of force. I can feel his strength in his kiss and it's intoxicating. Everyone I have ever been with as felt so weak and succumbed to me at first kiss.

I run my nails over his chest as I continue to press him against the couch, kissing him passionately. My nails run down his chest and over his hard abs then back up to his neck. I fingers trail around the collar of his shirt and with little effort, I rib the shirt right down the middle, revealing his perfect chest.

I run my nails over his bare chest, leaving ten small trails of welts down to his waist line. I unbuckle his pants and slide off of lap to remove them, replacing myself on his lap when I finish.
 
I watch her undress me, revealing my tuned muscles. As I sit there in my boxer shorts, my member becoming quite erect, I stare in her eyes. My chest tingles from her nails, and I must say, nothing ever felt better.

As soon as she sits back on my lap, I turn the tables around. I hold her in place with my hands on her waist. Then I dive in, kissing her neck feverishly. I pepper her skin with kisses and whisper a breath of cool air over the kissed spots.

My hands move upwards, over her sides, and then... Just grazing the underside of her breasts...
 
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