Kyle stormed off down the forest path, not willing to listen to Max 'their leader and so called king' ramble on once more on why it was safer to be on the run, then to settle down.

"Kyle!" He heard Maria call after him, but he continued, picking up his pace. "Kyle!" Her voice echoed in the emptiness and he started to run, sprinting ahead, not looking back once.

Miles away, he stopped, drawing in quick frantic breaths, trying to fill his lungs with the oxygen he needed. Panting he managed to walk another mile as he attempted to slow down his racing heart and lessen the sting in his muscles.

Only then did he sit down on a rock, dirt smearing against his skin and clothes. He sighed, sinking his head into his hands.

"Fuck," he heard a grunt behind him and he turned quickly, shocked to see Michael running toward him. "Damn Kyle, why did you have to run so fucking far?" He hissed as he tried to gather his breath and failed miserably.

"Sorry?" Kyle offered as he stood up. "You didn't have to follow me."

"Yes." Michael hissed, taking another deep breath. "I did."

"No, you didn't." Kyle growled as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Cause, I'm not going back. I don't want anything to do with this alien shit anymore."

"Why?" Michael asked, quirking his brow.

"Why?" Kyle repeated as he threw his arms up in the air. "I'm fucking tired of being alone."

"What?" Michael gasped, shaking his head. "You have us- we're all in this together."

"No." Kyle hissed. "You have Maria, Max has Liz, and Isabel has Jesse, even though he's not with us, they are linked. I'm alone- and I'm tired of being the fucking wheel. I'm tired of all this."

"We didn't realize-" Michael began. "I didn't realize-"

"I'm leaving Michael," Kyle sighed. "I'm going back home, if I can."

"No," Michael protested and Kyle shook his head in reply.

"No, Michael, there's nothing left for me with the group," He continued as he turned to leave. "I'm leaving."

"Stay." Michael commanded and Kyle shook his head in dismay.

"No," Kyle repeated. "There's nothing you can say that will convince me to stay."

Michael paused, staring at him, reaching out and wiping away a streak of dirt away from Kyle's face. Startled, Kyle pulled away slightly.

"What?" Kyle insisted as Michael continued to stare at him, his heart skipping a beat at the intensity. "Michael?"

"We would miss you," Michael whispered, his gaze dropping to the ground.

"You'll all get over it." Kyle shrugged as he shook his head.

"No, you don't understand-" Michael began as he reached out, trailing his hand over Kyle's shoulder.

Kyle tensed, staring at Michael. "Then make me understand," he whispered and before he could draw in another breath he was pushed to the ground, Michael's mouth hot and heavy on his.

The kiss was hungry and intense, something Kyle had been craving for months. "Want you, Kyle." Michael hissed in between kisses, his hand trailing down, cupping Kyle's growing erection. "Don't go."

"God, Michael." Kyle moaned as his he raised his hips up, grinding his erection into Michael's willing hand.

"What about Buddha?" Michael teased as he pulled his hand away and Kyle whimpered at the loss.

"Fuck." Kyle groaned as he trailed his hands down Michael's back and cupped his ass, moaning as their erections pressed against each other.

"Kyle," Michael hissed as he dipped his head and sucked on the curve of Kyle's neck. "Don't go."

Kyle's head cleared momentarily at that statement and he pulled away from Michael's intensive touch. "No," Kyle groaned as he blinked at him. "What is this? Why are you tempting me with something I can never have?"

"You think too much," Michael groaned as he trailed his hands down Kyle's chest.

"Don't." Kyle balked as he slapped his hand away. "What about Maria?"

"Maria knows," he confessed and Kyle stared at him, letting him claim him once more with a kiss.

"What?" Kyle gasped as he surrendered to his demanding touch, gasping as Michael's hands skimmed beneath his shirt.

"She knows," Michael repeated as he ripped the shirt over Kyle's head and dragged his tongue over Kyle's nipple.

"Michael?" He groaned, needing clarification but losing his concentration as the stubble of Michael's chin run over his chest and down his abdomen. "Michael-"

"She knows that I've been attracted to you for years, that I want you-" Michael whispered against Kyle's skin, causing Kyle's breathing to hitch. "I need you."

"God, Michael," Kyle sighed as he ran his hand over Michael's hair, urging him lower. "Need you."

"Yes," Michael groaned in exasperation as he pushed Kyle's jeans and boxers down in one quick move.

Kyle grunted in appreciation as his hips surged up to meet Michael's lips. He bit back a moan as he felt Michael's tongue run down his shaft and then suck the head of his cock into his mouth. "Michael," Kyle moaned as he arched up, thrusting into his mouth.

Kyle eyes' fluttered closed, his skin tingling with anticipation as Michael increased his suction and cupped his balls with his hands. "So close," he whimpered as Michael began to hum, sending vibrations shooting through his body. "Michael!" He gasped as he shuddered against Michael, tensing slightly as his orgasm peaked and he came deep within his mouth.

Kyle sucked in a quick breath, trying to calm his breathing as Michael gazed up at him. "Stay with us." He insisted, his fingers rubbing small circles over his abdomen, ghosting over the base of his penis.

"Yes," Kyle whispered as he pulled Michael up and kissed him, groaning as he tasted his seed on his lips.

Kyle grinned as he felt Michael's erection pressing against his thigh. "Good," Michael sighed into his mouth, taking more time to explore it.

"Your turn," Kyle moaned against his lips and flipped them over with ease, He pulled frantically at Michael's clothing, needing to feel his skin.

"Fuck," Michael groaned as Kyle dropped his head and began to kiss down Michael's chest, his fingers ghosting against Michael's erection. "Kyle."

"Shhh," Kyle whispered as he kissed the base of Michael's cock, trailing his tongue over it before sucking it down.

"Fuck," Michael hissed, thrusting up, creating a hectic and demanding pace that Kyle was more than willing to meet. "Kyle!" He cried out before his orgasm washed over him and he came in one quick thrust.

Moments later, Kyle leaned up and kissed Michael slowly. "Why didn't we do this sooner?" Kyle questioned against his lips, nipping gently at Michael's lower lip.

"You never tried to run away before," Michael supplied as he rubbed his hands down Kyle's back. "Don't you dare try it again," he hissed as he pulled him closer to him, kissing him hard.

"I promise." Kyle vowed as he sealed it with a kiss. "I'm not going anywhere."