Feline, Electric Heat
Author: Donna Lynn
E-mail: donnalynn@darkangelsfanfic.com
Status: Incomplete
Word Count: 3,380
Category: Angst/Romance
Spoilers/Rumors: Anything up to "Body and Soul"
Season: 2
Rating: NC-17
Content Warning: This story contains language and sexual content.
Summary: After a night of clubbing Shalimar begins to exhibit signs of feralism.
Author's Note: I love the character Shalimar and I especially love Shalimar and Brennan so this is going to be a shipper story with a plot like all the rest of my stories. I hope so anyway.
Pairing: Shalimar/Brennan
Disclaimer: The characters of Mutant X do not belong to me. So DO NOT sue me!

"Oh…my…God…Brennan check it out three o'clock," Jesse said with his mouth hanging open.

"What?" Brennan said turning to see what Jesse was looking at. His own mouth fell open and his eyes widened in shock. He did a double take to make sure he saw what he saw. On the dance floor Shalimar, Emma and a couple of other women were dancing in ways that should be outlawed. Men making cat calls and whistles surrounded the floor.

"What are they doing?" Brennan said standing from his chair.

Jesse knew that tone and didn't like it. Oh shit he thought covering his eyes. "Brennan," he said firmly. When Brennan got like this he was like a protective brother towards Emma and a jealous boyfriend with Shalimar. Brennan made his way to the dance floor like a predator. That was the only way to describe him when he got in this mood.

"Dammit," Jesse mumbled under his breath going after Brennan.

Brennan pushed his way through the crowd of men with Jesse on his heels. He reached the edge of the dance floor and stopped. For a moment he was transfixed on Shalimar's body. The way her hips moved could hypnotize you, and those tight pants didn't help either. Jesse caught up to Brennan and was about to berate him but he caught Emma out of the corner of his eye. "Holy shit!" he squeaked out loud without realizing it. Emma moved fluently with the music, almost catlike like Shalimar.

Shalimar turned and seen Brennan and Jesse and smiled. She didn't stop her dance just pointed at Brennan, beckoning him to her. "Come here," she mouthed slowly making her way to him. Brennan watched her intently. If he got a nickel for all the times he just watched Shalimar he would be a billionaire. She reached him putting her fingers in the belt loops of his pants tugging lightly. "Dance with me," she grinned. She turned around still holding him by his belt loops and pulled him to the middle of the dance floor. Brennan couldn't help but watch her ass, the way it swayed made him weak in the knees. They reached the middle of the dance floor and she leaned back against him and started to move her hips to the beat of the music. Without hesitation he put his hands on her hips making sure she couldn't pull away. Shalimar reached back enveloping her arms around his neck closing her eyes.

Emma hadn't even noticed Jesse she was so into the beat of the music. Shalimar had been teaching her how to dance more…seductively, and it was no doubt working. They had been attracting men all night. She was brought out of her revere when a familiar emotion washed over her. She stopped and turned to see Jesse staring her down. His gaze never faltered when their eyes met. She smiled sweetly and strode over to him. "Will you dance with me?" she asked with a little bit of heat to her voice.

Jesse cleared his throat, "Uh, sure yeah."

Emma smiled and took him by the front of his shirt and pulled him to the middle of the dance floor. They reached their destination and Emma put her arms around his neck and leaned her head on his shoulder. Jesse put his arms around her waist and swayed to the music with her. Emma was lost in Jesse's scent. He smelled so good she wanted to lick his neck to see how he tasted. He always smelled good even when he was sweaty from working out. His embrace felt so comforting so safe. Her mind was becoming clouded and if she didn't do something quick she would act on her impulses. She pulled away carefully and looked him in the eye. "Why don’t you buy me a drink," she smiled sweetly.

He smiled never taking his arms from around her, "Okay." He took her hand and guided her towards the bar.

As they exited the dance floor the fast beat song faded letting a slow, seductive one come on. Shalimar slowed her movements against Brennan purposely grinding her ass against him. Brennan's mouth fell open but no sounds came out as he closed his eyes. He knew she had to have felt his hardness and was a little miffed that she would get him all worked up and do nothing about it, but at the same time he couldn't bring himself to stop her torture. God, she's gonna be the death of me he groaned inwardly.

Shalimar purred as she rubbed herself all over Brennan. To her feral side she was marking her territory. Of course she would never let Brennan know this if she could help it. She didn't know how he would feel about her feral tendencies in regard to him. All evening she watched woman after woman approach Brennan and she felt a little jealous. Not because other woman were hitting on him, because she couldn't have what they wanted. It was hard to understand in her own mind. It was getting harder and harder to see him, smell him, be in his company everyday and bury her feelings of him. She valued his friendship too much to ruin it because she couldn't keep her feral side in check. Thing was, it wasn't just her feral side that wanted Brennan. It was her human side as well. Adam has always preached to her that she needed to stop thinking of herself as two beings. She wasn't two separate things she was a single person…Shalimar. That's when she come to realize that she…herself, not just her feral side…wanted Brennan. Question now was…did she want to gamble? She opened her eyes and turned in his embrace to face him. She loved how tall he was he had to be at least a half of foot taller than she was. The top of her head came to his chin.

"Senses getting to you again?" he asked pushing some of her hair away from her face. Ever since her mutation and her senses went into overdrive she had a hard time controlling herself.

She gave a lopsided grin, "A little, there is just entirely too much testosterone in the air." She looked around then let her gaze fall back on his. "I don't think you're helping too much either." She leaned forward and let her nose run up and down his neck as she scented him. His scent filled her nostrils and she purred in his ear. "Brennan," she questioned. "I need to get out of here," she pulled away from him and gave him an apologetic smile. "I'm gonna head back to Sanctuary I'll see you guys tonight okay."

He didn't ask her if she wanted him to come but she could tell by the look on his face he wanted too. She just shook her head with a regretful smile. "Please don't…I'll be okay," she turned and started to walk away.

"Hey Shal?" he called after her.

She stopped and looked over her shoulder.

"It's okay…I understand," he said with a look of understanding.

She smiled softly, "I know…and I thank you for that." She turned and walked away leaving him on the dance floor. As soon as she stepped outside she let the tears fall. She hated how she couldn't get her new mutation under control. She had everyone convinced that she had a good grip on it but in reality she barely had one. It seemed everyday something challenged her. It felt like she was becoming more and more feral everyday and her human side was dyeing away. She didn't like the feeling of being out of control it made people fear her and distance themselves. It made her lonely…

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