I Almost Said I Love You-Chapter 22

Ozzy eventually got into bed, tossing and turning, unable to relax. Unfortunately he was still in a needy mood, but there was no way of relieving that. It was becoming very late, coming close to dawn when the cell finally got to sleep.

Thrax: *gotten up in the early morning and decided to go for a jog. Put on his tracksuit n shirt n training shoes, he made his way out of the mansion*

Ozzy groaned as he awoke while the virus was out, waking up panting and flushed, sitting up straight as he looked down at himself. There was a straining tent in his pants. Gulping, he got out of bed and shuffled over to the door. Maybe he could trick Thrax into getting that mouth on him again. Though, when he entered his room, he saw he was gone and looked crest fallen. "... Damn..." he mumbled, flushing before starting to search the room. Maybe he could find something to help him.

*the vibrator tht Thrax often used on him n the anal dildo was still there at the bedside table*

Ozy sat on the bed with a huff before blinking, biting his lip as he looked over at the bedside table, his cheeks heating up. He couldn't... could he? He glanced to the door, seemed Thrax would be gone a while. Reaching over shyly, he grabbed the toys before quickly tugging down his pajama pants, watching his erection spring out. Gulping, he grabbed the vibrator, sandwiching himself before gasping out as he turned it on lightly, his eyes shutting tightly as he blushed. It was still so odd

*the vibrator was turned on in a slow vibe, n it made a soft buzzing sound as it rumbled on the cell's cock*

Ozzy bit his lip and mewled softly, his legs spreading a little as he slowly turned the toy up, whining out as his eyes tightened more. "Nya! Nnn... d-damn it.." he hissed softly, moaning, a trembling hand to his stomach, dragging his nails up, leaving marks behind them before he shly began to toy with his nipple.

*the vibrator continued to rumble, vibrating all ovr the cell's cock, sending chills up n dwn the cell's spine n starting to send the familiar tightening feeling at teh pit of the cell's stomach, slowly but surely building up the wanton feeling within him, n the nipple he toyed with was adding to the pleasure*

Ozzy flushed and whimpered, one leg lifting up onto the side of the bed as his free down reached down, yelping and whimpering softly, pinching his nipple hard, his back arching as he mewled out, unknowingly the Virus' name coming out in soft pants

Thrax: *had just came frm his morning jog n was abt to enter the room wen he suddenly felt it locked. He turned it a little gently, not alerting anyone before he heard the cell's voice in there tht definitely didn't sound like normal breathing. Smirking, he entered the cell's room n tried the conjoined door, which was luckily not locked n peeked in to see the cell seemingly having fun with the toy

Ozzy gasped out softly, breathing heavier as pre-come began to dribble on his stomach. "O-oh Frank... oh Frank... so... close!" he breathed out to himself, reaching out a shaky hand to turn the toy a little higher before whining, mewling as he turned it up fully, gasping and quickly stuffing the bandana in his mouth as he began moaning and mewling louder as he moved back to his nipple, pinching hard before he gave a muffled cry and came hard over himself.

Thrax: *smirks at the sight, then casually entered the room, clearing his throat and walked past him towards the bathroom wordlessly*

Ozzy panted heavily and slumped back, trembling as he turned the toy off. Though, upon hearing the virus, he froze, his eyes widening as he looked up, a horrified expression on his face, a muffled whimper coming from him. Oh Frank, he couldn't believe he was caught like this! The door was locked, how?!

Thrax: *had not said a word. In fact, he didnt evn give him any snide remarks or bother to explain how he got in via the conjoined door. He just went on with his thing, taking his bath n all as if wht he saw was nothing special*

Ozzy blushed and whimpered, pulling the bandana out and quickly removing the toy and tossing it onto the bed, tugging up his pajama pants and quickly heading back into his own room, slamming the door shut and press his back against it, biting his lips.

Thrax: *a few moments later aftr he was cleaned n dressed, he came into the cell's room, bringing the cold bandages to wrap on. The cell's heat was already long gone, bt he kept his promise as per requested by the cell to continue bandaging him nonetheless*

Ozzy was sat on his bed when Thrax came in. Looking up, he flushed darkly when he saw the virus before quickly lowering his head again, chewing on his lip. He wasn't sure what to say. He was still embarrassed and still thought that he'd be getting the silent treatment after last night.

Thrax: *jerked his head as a gesture for him to take off his clothes, n waited until the cell did before taking the bandages one by one to wrap them on Oz's body in the usual fashion, doing all this without a single word*

Ozzy slowly removed his clothing, flushing as the scratch marks up his torso were revealed for the virus to see. While he was wrapped up, he fiddled with the bandana, just keeping quiet.

Thrax: *sees the scratch marks when he was moving to the middle, then leans dwn to kiss it before wrapping the bandages ovr it. Occasionally he steals a glance at the cell, bt other than tht, he did everything in silence*

Ozzy gasped, feeling the kiss against the marks and squirmed around, chewing on his lips, glancing away from the virus as he allowed him to wrap him up.

Thrax: *once he was done, he petted the cell's head n left without a word, n for the rest of the day, he hadnt said a word to him*

Ozzy felt quite lonely for the rest of the day having being ignored by the virus. He wandered around boredly, attempting to learn the song by himself that Thrax had been trying to teach him.

Thrax: *towards the near evening, he went looking for the cell, n saw him sitting there at the living room learning the song. Tiptoeing behind him, without warning, he quickly wrapped a blindfold ard the cell's eyes*

Ozzy was attempting to sound the words out, trying to get the accent right. Though, he soon cried out in surprise when the world went dark. "A-ah! Hey! What's going on?!" he called out, trying to get the blindfold off

Thrax: *without a word, he carried the cell bridal style and took him all the way to the limo tht was already waiting outside. He winked at the other hired help who witnessed him doing this, as if sharing a secret before getting into the limo with Oz, nodding to the driver to take them to their mystery destination*

Ozzy gasped and began struggling around in the virus' arms, sending out threats to the unknown kidnapper as he was taken off. "W-where are you taking me?!" he called out, continuing to stuggle even as he was taken into the limo.

*they drove all the way to the appendix, the only plc in Dwntwn Frank that was untouched by the city civilization. The area was surrounded by the air of cellular vegetative nature as they drove dwn the fields all the way up to the hills tht faced the beautiful vast village below*

Ozzy grumbled and squirmed every so often, seeming to have tired himself out a little. "Damn it, someone speak to me! Where am I!?" he called out, gritting his teeth some. He was getting more and more angry and was ready to lash out.

Thrax: *once the limo is parked at the foot of the hill, he carried Oz out of the car n all the way up to the hill where a nice picnic spread was waiting along with a big box n a smaller one beside it, wrapping in pretty wrapping paper. Once he let him dwn, he undid Oz's blindfold to let him soak in the view*

Ozzy grumbled and continued to curse the man carrying him, still trying to get out of his arms as he was taken up the hill. Though, once the blindfold was off, he winced and rubbed his eyes, his eyes widening as he looked around in shock. "Wha...?"

Thrax: *finally spoke aftr a long day of silence* Happy birthday, baby. U like?

Ozzy blinked in surprise, looking around the amazing view and the picnic area before looking up at Thrax. "Y-you bastard! You made me think you weren't going to speak to me ever again!" he called out, glaring and huffing as he looked away as his cheeks began to flush a little.

Thrax: *chuckles* I just dont want u to suspect anything n find out abt this surprise I have in store for u. Besides *wraps his arms ard the cell frm behind* Just a little small punishment for embarassing me last night. Now we're even *kisses his cheek*

Ozzy huffed at him and crossed his arms. "By ignoring me on my brithday? You think we're even? I don't think so!" he huffed, sticking his tongue out childishly at him. "Plus, coming in without knocking before!" he said, flushing more and grumbling. "I'll get you back..."

Thrax: C'mon, it's ur birthday, baby. Don't be such a sourpuss. *takes the cell's hand n led him to the picnic spot, taking out the moderately lavish feast n lay the spread on the picnic blanket* Come n enjoy ur birthday dinner, baby. I've got champagne, nice n chilled *stressed the word "chilled" as he waved the bottle at him with a smirk*

Ozy blinked and stumbled after the virus, soon sitting on the picnic blanket as he watched the virus setting out the food. Well, he hadn't eaten all day and the food did look good. Looking up, he parted his lips before he flushed at the word 'chilled', making him shift around. "... I... I don't drink anymore..." he said, realising he couldn't hold his alcohol.

Thrax: Oh don't worry, baby. I'll take care of u. 'Sides, it's champagne, not the tough stuff u always end up getting in trouble with. Here *pours a glass for him* Give it a chance. It's good

Ozzy bit his lip as he watched the other getting out the glass. "Still... I don't think I should..." he mumbled though he licked his lips as the cold liquid was poured into the glass, chilling the glass quickly.

Thrax: It's alright, baby. Like I said, I'll take care of u. 'Sides, u've got all these food in front of u. U'll be so full, u wont feel drunk at all. *gave him the glass n toasted his* Cheers, baby. Happy birthday *motioning him to clink glasses*

Ozzy slowly took the glass, licking his lips and flushing as the cold spread from the glass to his hand. Shifting, he carefully tapped his glass against the other's before bringing it to his lips and drinking more than half.

Thrax: *drank more than half himself before gesturing Oz to eat* Dig in, baby. I made this all for us. *took a helping for himself* Curious as to why I brought u here?

Ozzy blinked, looking to the other before looking at all the food. There was no way he could eat all this. He began to get some food for himself. "Ah? Um... well... yeah... and also... why in Frank did you blindfold me?!"

Thrax: *chuckles as he ate* Like I said, I wanted it to be a surprise. As for why here, this is the plc where ur ancestors used to live before ur grandfather decided to move to the city. Bet u didn't knw tht

Ozzy blinked in surprise, looking up with a mouth full of food. "Wait, so... this is where I come from? Why the hell didn't they stay here?! This is so much better than... where I thought I came from..." he mumbled, shuddering at the though, glad he wasn't there anymore.

Thrax: Yes, it looks rather peaceful, isn't it? Well, it's same old story. Country boy hoping to make it frm rags to riches, I suppose, though thanks to those corpses, u ended up where u were till today

Ozzy frowned a little, swallowing his food before sipping more of his drink. "... How did it happen? What did they do to my family?" he asked softly, getting another mouthful to put in his mouth.

Thrax: Ah, yes. I did promise tht I would tell u everything now, didn't I? Well, bk then wen ur ancestors started become a law enforcer, starting frm ur great-great-grandpa who fought the Measles, they were notoriously effecient in their duties, making crime kinda hard for those evil-doers. The corpses u saw r the descendants of the German Measles, hybrids born frm a union with Measles n cells, n were bent on trying to bring bk the glorious days of the Measles conquest evn though frm the outside, they pretended to be rich aristocrats n upright citizens of Frank. Ur grandfather, a young n impressional person bk then, was lured by their riches n was blinded by it to notice tht they were bad seed, n soon he was convinced to move to the city to be a bodyguard under their wing. He had no idea he was under their take, until they betrayed him n forced him to become their slave, suffering their cruelty tht was worse than any cell could ever imagine. They made my MO look like child's play as they revealed their underground dealings n made ur grandpa take the fall for it

Ozzy listened intently to the virus, not once looking away from him as he spoke, nodding along to show he was still listening. By the end of the story, he could feel his face warming as tears pricked in his, a small smile on his face. Now he knew his grandpa wasn't a bad guy after all, it wasn't his fault for what has happened, it wa the German Measles. "A-anything else?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.

Thrax: Aftr ur grandpa took the fall n was executed, ur grandma had tried to escape their clutches bt she was captured n sexually assaulted to death. Her son, ur father, was forced to watch along with ur mother before their eyes were gouged out were forced to continue their slavery servitude with them. In fact, ur mother was occasionally a sex slave n yet ur dad couldnt do anything abt it

Ozzy's eyes widened as he began to tremble, dropping the glass from his hand as he looked horrified. His Gram-Gram, his mother and father... all tortured by that family. He hung his head, feeling tears building up more before the trickled freely down his cheeks. All that... and now he couldn’t even avenge his family's lives. He shook, whimpering softly as he sniffled some. He wanted to do something! He felt so useless...

Thrax: *caught the glass before it dropped onto the ground, put it aside n patted his shoulder* Wen u were concieved, ur father was worried tht u might belong to one of the many ppl ur mother was forced to have sex with n wanted to abort u, bt the family found out n kept ur mother a prisoner, in hopes tht she would give birth to their child n raise it to carry on their propaganda. Wen u were born, the paternity test showed tht u belonged 100% to ur father, n ur mother was suffocated to death because of tht

Ozzy trembled as he continued to listen on, feeling proud to know that he was a pure bred of his family, that he wasn't a part of that disgusting family. "What... what then happened to my father?" he asked softly, not looking at the virus as he sniffled, tears flowing freely.

Thrax: He took custody of u, looking aftr u as best as his blind state could. Somehow he managed to catch the attention of a Police Chief at the time wen ur current Chief was still a rookie. Tht guy is one of the few incorruptable cops n has been investigating the family forever bt they were good at covering their tracks. He convinced ur father wen u were barely 3 at the time to give u to him to save ur life. He agreed n u were brought up for a time by tht Chief, until the family found out n assassinate him, making it look like an accident for both of u. Ur dad thought u died along with the Chief n...well...he committed suicide

Ozzy bit his lip, trembling a little as he listened. Why couldn't rememeber any of this? Maybe it's something his mind had hidden from him to protect him. He couldn't hold back a sob at that, quickly covering his mouth to silence himself. "... W-wh... what did happen to me?" he asked softly when he managed to calm down a little.

Thrax: U somehow survive the assassination, though barely with an inch of ur life. The medics, of course, had no idea of ur connection with the family n since ur parents r dead n the only person who had raised u was also dead, u were taken to an orphanage to be raised. The only other thing tht was unscathed was ur great-great-grandpa's picture, n it officially became ur possession. U were raised to believe tht ur parents were gone because of a blood transfusion tht took them away, n the trauma frm the assassination cause u to lose ur memory, bt then again, it's not exactly a nice memory to recall anyway. I believe the only memory u have was tht the Jones family has been in the force since ur ancestors in the umbilical cord, right? Tht was exactly wht u were brought up with wen u were raised by the Chief at the time. The rest of ur life, moving frm foster home to foster home n living the poor decrepit life in Crack Central, was history

Ozzy sniffled. So he finally knew the truth of his life, his family, everything. Though suddenly, he gasped out, gripping onto his head as images flashed through his mind, nothing enough to make sense, but it was obvious that Thrax has triggered something in the back of his mind. He trembled and gritted his teeth, his memories starting to re-write itself. It became too much for the cell and he collapsed, becoming out cold.

Thrax: Jones! Baby! *rushes to him n props him onto his lap, patting the cell's cheek as he tried to wake him up* Baby! Baby, stay with me, baby! Wake up!

Ozzy's head fell against the other's chest, his body limp in his hold, his breathing becoming shallow as a single tear trickled down from his eye as the viru's name came softly from the young cells lips.

Thrax: *quickly carried Oz n brought him dwnhill to the limo waiting there* Take me to the nearest village hospice!

Driver: But...ur picnic stuff up there, sir...

Thrax: NOW, Frank-dammit!

Driver: *cringes as he nodded, driving them towards the nearest village hospice as ordered*

Ozzy whimpered lightly, still limp in the virus' arms. Inside his mind, he was trying to piece his memories back together after they had broken up and scattered everywhere inside his mind.

*they soon reached the hospice, in which Oz was quickly tended to*

Thrax: *waited outside the hospice anxiously as he sent the driver to collect the picnic stuff he left behind. Abt half an hour later, the doctor came out*

The doctor came out before looking to Thrax, frowning lightly. "Mr. Roja? You brought in the cell, right?" he said before sighing softly. "We're going to have to keep him in over night, he's still not woken up. It seems he is having a mental stuggle with himself..."

Thrax: Will he pull through? Pls tell me he will. I'll pay u anything. Just make him better

The doctor sighed. "Unfortunately, in a case like this... there's nothing we can do. It's all up to him to pull through. Seems something might of happened and overloaded his brain, sending him into a shocked, coma like state. Until his mind can repair itself... I'm not sure when he'll wake..."

Thrax: *his heart sank, totally guilt-ridden as he felt tht it was all his fault. He shouldnt have told his baby all this. He knew he promised, but he shouldn't have...and on his birthday no less. He mentally cursed himself before turning to the doc* C...Can I see him...?

The doctor saw the look, had this virus said or done something to the boy. He shook his head, he could find out later. "Of course you can. Through those doors and the fourth door on the right." he said, smiling a little before walking off.

Thrax: *thanked the doc n followed his directions, seeing the cell unconscious in bed in the hospice gown. He took a seat beside the bed n held the cell's hand in his own*

Hours passed by, a few nurses came in to check his vitals and made sure he was getting his nutritions before leaving once again. One tentive nurse came in, shyly holding out a blanket to the virus, seeming scared by his appearence. "U-um... Mr. Roja... here, I thought you might be cold. W-would you like... a drink? M-maybe something to eat?"

Thrax: *accepted the blanket n put on his charming gentleman smile as he shook his head* I'm fine, thank you vry much, young lady

The nurse squeaked and flushed lightly at the sudden kindness, biting her lip. "A-at least some water... you've been here so long... you don't want to dehydrate..."

Thrax: *smiled again* Oh, alright, if u insist. Maybe black coffee for me. I need the energy

The nurse nodded and smiled weakly before rushing off, stumbling over the bed table before leaving the room.

Thrax: *rolled his eyes secretly n shook his head. Such superficial ppl, falling ovr just a small facade, as he continued to caress Oz's hand, wishing he would pull through* Pls, baby. U can pull thru this. U r Osmosis Jones, best immunity in the field. U can survive n work through this. Pls...I beg u...I'm so, so sorry...Pls open ur eyes...for me...

Ozzy's eyes tightened ever so often, fighting to fix the memories in his mind, placing them in the right order like a puzzle. "Nnn... Cheif... Leah... Drips... nnn..." he groaned out softly, his hand twitching against the virus'.

Thrax: *watches him as his expression tightened with every name he mentioned, massaging his hand, praying to Frank (which he nvr did before) tht his little baby would be alright*

Ozzy gasped out and winced, his hand suddenly gripping one of the virus' clawed fingers as he tried his hardest to piece the memories of the last few weeks. "Th-Thrax..." he hissed out, gripping tighten, making his hand bleed from the sharp claw, but he didn't care, he just gripped tighter as tears began to fall once again.

Thrax: *tries his best to pry his claws away before he reli ended up impaling his baby before holding it gently with both his palms sandwiching it, helping him ride it out*

Ozzy trembled and whimpered, it was another ten or so minutes before the cell calmed down and eventually laid still again, holding onto the virus' hand, his blood seeping onto his.

Thrax: *picked up the cell's hand n licked it off the blood before caresses them, kissing his forehead n watching him, hoping tht he would open his eyes*

The nurse soon came back, a cup of coffee on a little tray as he trembled, fearing of dropping it as she carefully held it out. "Here you are, Mr. Roja..." she said before check the machines, blinking in surprise.

Thrax: *takes the coffee frm her* Thank u vry much, young lady. *noticed the expression on her face as she chked the machines* Is...Is there something wrong?

The nurse shook her head. "Just... his heart rate momentarily increased and his brain acctivity is off the charts..." she mentioned, checking Ozzy out and writing a few things down on his chart. "I-I should leave you two..." she began before she shuffled out*

Thrax: *not sure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing as he sipped his coffee a little before returning his attention to the cell, rubbing the cell's back of his hand gently against his cheek*

Ozzy continued to sleep for a few more hours. Soon, he groaned and shifted, his eyes tightening before the slowly fluttered open, seeing a bright white ceiling above him. "Nnn... where... am I?" he whispered.

Thrax: *had almost fallen asleep wen he heard Oz's whisper. His head quickly shot up n held Oz's hand* Ur in the village hospice, baby. I'm here for u. U feeling alright there, baby?

Ozzy winced and reached his free hand up to rub his head. "Nnngh... I have the worse headache ever..." he mumbled softly, attempting to sit up even thoug his body and mind protested of it.

Thrax: *gently held him dwn* Shh, stay dwn, baby. Save ur strength. The doc said u had a mental struggle with urself, ur brain was overloaded or something...and...and it's my fault...I shouldnt have... *buries his face on Oz's hand he held*

Ozzy blinked slowly as he was laid back down, blinking and frowning lightly before he shook his head. "I wanted you to tell me... I don't care... even if I had known this would happen... nnn... I would of still made you..."

Thrax: I could've caused u brain damage! N on ur birthday no less! I...I'm so...so sorry *his eyes were still hidden behind Oz's hand, bt the hand felt tht there was some sort of wetness on it, like he was actually crying*

Ozzy watched the Virus, biting his lip. Slowly, he moved his hand and gently wiped his eye before cupping his cheek and stroking it. At that moment, he didn't care about the past with the virus or that he refused to accept any kind of love, he leaned in and gave the virus a soft kiss.

Thrax: *kisses him bk as he picked him up n brought him closer, deepening the kiss a little, as if he was desperately trying to apologize thru his kisses*

Ozzy flushed lightly, his free hand coming up to grip a the virus' shirt, continuing the kiss until he needed his air "Nnn... Thrax..." he whispered, looking up at him with half lidded eyes.

Thrax: *finally releases his oral hold on Oz's lips as he gently lay him bk dwn* Sorry. Is it...appropriate to say Happy Birthday to u right now, baby?

"It is a Happy Birthday... I found out the truth..." Ozzy said, smiling weakly. "All my life, I thought something was wrong, I really was being lied to... and I finally know now... it may not be good... but at least I know..." he said softly, still holding the virus' hand. "Though... I have a question to ask... it's been bothering me since you... kidnapped me..." he said, unsure of how else to put it. "... The picture of my great-great-great Grandpa... where is it?"

Thrax: *smiled* I've got an even better one for u. Wait here, baby *walks out to the limo where the driver had kept the two boxes along with the picnic food n brought both of them into the room. He settled dwn the bigger box on the bedside table while holding out the smaller box to Oz* Here. Ur birthday present

Ozzy blinked in surprise, he didn't like that phrase... he must of destory it and that hurt him worse than anything he could ever do. Ozzy blinked when the vrius came back, looking confused at the boxes before slowly taking the box. Sitting up with a wince, he rested back and looked to Thrax. "What is it?" he asked as he began to carefully open it. He'd never had a Birthday Present before...

*the present revealed two photo frames. One was Oz's great-great-grandfather in his army uniform, bt within a vintage, well-conditioned antique frame. The other contained a picture of Oz's entire family, consisting of Grandpa, Grandma, and a teenage Father and Mother in another antique frame*

Thrax: Getting ur great-great-grandpa's picture was a synch, since ur "death" made ur belongings to the state, n all I had to do was just rummage. Ur family's pic on the other hand was a bit tough. I found them in one of the slave's rooms where ur dad supposedly was kept, n it was a little worse for wear, n I had someone to touch up for me. They married young btw, tht's why ur parents look like teens. I hope u like it

Ozzy's eyes widened as he stared at the pictures, trembling as tear began to build again. Placing his Great-great-great grandfather's picture in his lap, he looked over the family one. "... This... this is my family?" he asked softly, biting his lip. Looking closely, he saw he had his mother's eyes but he looked just like his father. "... Thank you... thank you so much..." he whimpered softly, holding the picture to his chest.

Thrax: *smiles n leans ovr to kiss Oz's forehead* It's the least I could do for u, baby. Te quiero, mi bebe

Ozzy's hand reached out, gripping the other's shirt before pulling him close, kissing him forcefully, sobbing lightly against the kiss though he didn't let up. He couldn't believe he had done this for him, he had never felt so happy.

Thrax: *surprised at Oz suddenly kissing him with such force, bt he was not one to let an opportunity like this to chance. Wrapping his arms ard Oz, he kissed him bk just as much, coaxing him to be less forceful n more passionate*

Ozzy gripped at the other's shirt tighter, his eyes tightening as tears slipped down again. He was so happy yet sad at the same time. And it was all because of him. No matter how much he told him he hated him, or how much he attacked him or embarrassed him, he still tried to make him happy. Whimpering, he deepened the kiss, not knowning any other way to show him how he felt.

Thrax: *felt the cell deepened the kiss n slowly guided him into the tongue dance he was so vry good at, running his claws through the cell's hair n caressing his cheek, wiping the tears away*

Ozzy felt his cheeks heat up as the Virus added in his tongue, the one that made him melt. He eventually pulled back, in need of air, panting softly as he glanced up at him. "A-ah... thank... thank you..."

Thrax: *caught his breath a little as he was let go, n he smiled wen he heard Oz thank him, nuzzling him* Anything for my baby. So u up n abt to have some cake, baby? U still havent blown ur candles yet *took the bigger box n put it on Oz's lap, uncovering it to reveal Oz's favourite*

Ozzy blinked, looking a little confused. "C-cake...? Candles?" he asked softly, he had seen something like that in the PD when some cell was celebrating their birthday. "Um..." he mumbled, his eyes widening when the cake was uncovered for him, his stomach growling a little. "... It... it looks... wow... Where did you get it?"

Thrax: Oh, someone owed me a favour, is all. I was doing the "investigation" n just so happened to stop someone robbing his shop. So *gestured at the cake* he made this as soon as I said I wanted to celebrate ur bday

Ozzy blinked and smiled weakly, nodding slowly and licking his lips, before reaching down and swipping up some whipped cream, moaning as he suckled on his finger. "Nnn... Frank, I love whipped cream on cakes..."

Thrax: *nudged him* Hey, baby. U need to blow the candles n make a wish first *takes the candles n put them on the cake* Mmm, officially 29 now, arent we, baby? So, u want me to sing bday song or...OUR song? *meaning the Spanish song*

Ozzy grunted and stuck his tongue out at him before groaning. "Ugh... I'm old..." he whined, hanging his head and pouting a little, watching the other put the candles on the cake. "How are you going to light them?" he asked softly before rubbing the back of his neck. "Um... how about... both?"

Thrax: No, baby. Ur at the prime age, just nice *finish putting the candles* Ah, u underestimate me *snaps his flared claw tht sent a spark to light one of the candles before using the candle to light the rest* Better yet, a bit of both worlds *brought Oz's ear close to his lips n sang a Spanish version of the bday song*

Ozzy grumbled to him, he still thought he was old, he was reaching a new milestone next year! Nearly 30 and not even married, or have any kids, not that he liked kids, but still! And he didn't have a job anymore. Blinking, he jumped in surprise as he watched that flared claw, still not trusting that thing when it went off, just like something else he didn't trust when it went off. "H-huh?" he mumbled, his eyes widening as that melodic voice found his way to his ear, gulping at the almost teasing, sexy Spanish accent filling his ears.

Thrax: *finished singing the song n whispered* Now make a wish n blow out the candles, baby *kisses his cheek*

Ozzy felt his cheeks heating up as he gulped. Letting his eyes close, he made a wish before he leaned down and managed to blow the candles out in one blow.

Thrax: *clapped his hand* Congratulations, baby. Now wanna have some cake? I'd love some. Bday boy is in charge of cutting the cake *passing him the cutting knife*

Ozzy opened his eyes and flushed slightly, shifting on the bed and taking the knife. "If... I get out soon... can we do something else to celebrate my birthday?"

Thrax: *sat dwn n watched Oz cut the cake* Well, the doc said to keep u overnight, bt I'm sure u'll be out in no time. So, wht else would u want to celebrate?

Ozzy blinked and pouted, he hated being in hospitals over night when he felt okay. He cut a piece off the cake and put it on a napkin before handing it to Thrax. "I don't know... anything... I just don't want this day to end..." he said, pouting a little before slowly shuffling to get out of bed, groaning before he slowly made his way to the bathroom, not before giving Thrax a flash of his backside because of the opening at the back of the hospital gown.

Thrax: *caught a sight of the ass n smirked. He took one bite out of the cake, set it aside n followed him to the bathroom, locking it behind him* Well, well, well, bday boy wants something a little extra on his special day, eh? *his hand reaches ovr to goose Oz's ass*

Ozzy moved over to the toilet and grumbled, feeling like he was wearing a dress. "Wh-wha?!" he gasped as he looked behind him, gasping out when he felt the hand on his half bare ass. "H-hey, stop that. I didn't mean that you damned horny virus!" he hissed at him, flushing as he tried to cover himself up. "Plus, we're in a hospice!"

Thrax: Oh u wouldn't show me tht nice ass if u didn't want it, baby. C'mon *sat on the toilet lid n took Oz's sides n pulled him to straddle him* U said u didnt want this day to end

Ozzy's eyes widened as he flushed and gulped, shaking his head. "I-it's not my fault! It's the gown!" he whimpered softly and chewed on his lip. "I-I don't want it to end... but we're in a public place!" he said, shifting around on his lap. "P-plus... I came in here for a reason..." he said, flushing lightly and rubbing the back of his neck.

Thrax: *grins* Reli now? Is tht why ur lil Oz is so happy to see me? *tweaked at the cell's cock, which was half-erected n chuckled*

Ozzy gasped out and flushed, gripping onto the virus' shirt and squirming more. "Th-Thrax... don't... I actually need to use the toilet..." he whimpered, cursing lightly.

Thrax: *smirked n brought him to the toilet, lifted the lid n helped Oz hold his cock to the direction n licked his neck* Go ahead, baby. Let ur jizz out

Ozzy blinked in surprise, his eyes widening as he flushed and shook his head. "I-i can't go with you standing right behind me!" he called out, shifting uncomfortable, feeling the pressure increasing.

Thrax: Alright *lets go of his cock n turns around, bk facing him* I ain't lookin'. Jizz as much as u want, baby

Ozzy shifted around, chewing on his lip and trying to go. He only managed a couple of drips before looking to Thrax. "Could you... wait outside? It's still weird..."

Thrax: *rolled his eyes* Seriously. Ur not 5 anymore. But alright. Suit urself *walks out n closes the door, bt not reli leaving, just leaning against the door listening in*

Ozzy huffed at him, wasn't his fault he was uncomfortable about peeing infront of him. Huffing, he waited for the other to leave before he groaned out happily, finally able to empty himself, a pleasant look on his face.

Thrax: *heard the sound of piss n the toilet flushing n leaned his head against the door* U done in there, baby?

Ozzy moved to wash his hands in the sink, nodding. "Y-yeah." he called out, grumbling a little to himself, looking in the mirror above the sink and saw his flushing face before glaring at it, rubbing his chin where his goatee used to be, pouting.

Thrax: *comes in n locks it, seeing the cell pouting at his own reflection n hugged him frm behind, his reflection just right beside the cell's* Wht's wrong, baby? See something u like on urself there?

Ozzy blinked and glanced at him through the refection, pouting at him. "... I miss my goatee... I don't look my age with it..." he grumbled, scratching his chin as if it's help it come back.

Thrax: Serves u right for going all the way to embarass me, although *strokes the cell's chin* I like it if u don't have it. U look so much more beautiful without it. Anyway, didnt u just complained tht u feel old? Then isnt it a good thing without it? *nuzzles his neck*

Ozzy stuck his tongue out at him and grumbled. "I know I did... but... I liked it, it suited me. I'm going to try and grow it back though..." he mumbled softly to him, resting his hands on the sink.

Thrax: Whtever rocks ur boat, baby *his hands snuck under the hospital gown n ran along the cell, right in front of the mirror, his tongue licking the cell's neck n sucked, giving him hickies*

Ozzy blinked before gasping softly, tensing up as he felt his cheeks heating up slightly. "H-hey, what are you... nnn... doing?" he breathed out, groaning when the virus teased his neck.

Thrax: Wht does it look like I'm doing, baby? Mmh, let's make it a birthday to remember, aye? Just look at urself there *gestures him to the mirror* So wonderful, so sexy *unbuttoned the gown, letting it fall on the floor as he continued to run his hands sensually all ovr his body, occasionally running it along the cell's cock*

Ozzy's eyes widened as he flushed darkly, glancing to the mirror before covering it with his hands. "I-I don't want to see myself!" he gasped, closing his legs and shivering as the cool air of the bathroom teased his body.

Thrax: *removes his hands frm his face n held them bk* C'mon baby. Look at ya? Such a sexy lil' creature u r, all wanton in my hands. Look at urself there n see the reason why I want u so much *his hands cupped fully at the cell's cock n slowly stroke it*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, flushing as he saw himself in the mirror. He shook his head and looked away, shutting his eyes tightly as he gasped out, trying his hardest not to get hard in the virus' hand.

Thrax: *kisses his cheek as he stroke him harder, his other hand tweaking at the cell's nipples as he release his hold on the cell's hands* Don't be shy. Look at urself. Let's urself knw the reason why I love u so much

Ozzy gasped out and whimpered softly, shaking his head and covering his face up again, whining out as he found himself becoming harder and harder.

Thrax: *chuckles n made the cell lean with his hands on the sink before kneeling dwn right in front of the cell's hole* Mmm, such a beautiful sight. I wonder if it tastes as good too *spreads the cheeks to delve his tongue into it, licking n sucking the pucker*

Ozzy blinked slowly, looking a little confused and slightly worried. "W-what are you doing?" he asked softly as he saw the virus moving down through the mirror. "W-wait, what?! N-no!" he called out as he blushed darker than ever, whining out as that tongue attacked his sensitive hole, making him grip the sink tighter, his head falling against the mirror. "A-ah! No... don't... dont' do that, it's... nnngh! W-weird!" he called out, his pucker tightening as his legs trembled.

Thrax: *his hands massaging the buttcheeks, he ignored Oz as he continued to lick n suck at his hole, digging in deeper, literally tongue-fucking him, although the virus' tongue wasn't long enough, or he would've been able to hit the spot perfectly*

Ozzy cried out softly, panting against the mirror, causing it to fog up as he began to drool against it, his eyes shut tightly as his cheeks flushed over darkly. "N-no... nnngh... s-stop..." he breathed out, gripping the sink as his legs unconsciously spread wider. It was so odd, so dirty. so wrong... yet... why was he so turned on? "Ohh... please... nnn... i-it's... emabarrssing!"

Thrax: *still ignores him n continues to tongue-fuck him, totally lubing him up before letting him go, getting up n lubes his own cock with the drool tht coated Oz's ass, then slowly pushes himself in, holding onto the cell's sides for leverage*

Ozzy was soon withering and moaning over the sink, panting heavier and blushing darker, refusing to open his eyes, not wanting to see what the virus had done to him. He whimpered when the tongue pulled out of him, whimpering at the loss before gasping as he felt the hard, ridged length against his ass, a cute whine leaving him. He soon gasped out, his eyes snapping wide open as he raised up on his tip toes, feeling himself being filled up.

Thrax: *started a slow n steady rhythm, leaving more hickies on the cell's back n shoulderblades as he was getting closer n closer to the sweet spot tht would make the cell cry out, his arms wrapped ard the cell's waist*

Ozzy panted heavily, slowly moving his hands up to rest against the wall to be more comfortable, grunting as he felt the sink hitting against his stomach. "Nnngh... ah... n-no... we can't..." he breathed out, even though he knew it was too late. "O-oh Frank!" he hissed softly and tightened up, feeling his hardened length rubbing against the cold sink, crying out and tightening up more when the virus hit that spot inside of him, raising on his tip toes more.

Thrax: *grunts as he picks Oz up by the thighs n carried him to the toilet seat n with his strength, bobbed Oz's ass up n dwn his cock, them still within range of the mirror n able to see their reflection as he held the cell's thighs firmly, pushing the length in n out of him*

Ozzy whimpered and panted out, gasping as he was lifted and whimpered softly, his back arching sharply as the virus pressed deeper. Tears of need slipped down his cheeks as he slowly noticed the mirror, glacing at it before his eyes widened as he whimpered, quickly closing his legs as he blushed darkly, his eyes wide. Oh Frank! He could see the virus moving inside of him, how stretched he was aroud him and how... his body withered on top of him. "N-no..."

Thrax: Mmh...Look at urself *kept his legs open* All spread out n stretched ard my cock, taking all of me *bobs him deeper until the spot was hit relentlessly* See how sexy u r wen u r taking me whole, baby. See how much we both want each other. Mmh...yes...So tight...Can u see how much I want u...? How much I love you, baby...?

Ozzy gasped amd whimpered, falling back against his torso as he looked shyly to the mirror, his eyes widening as his whole body began to flush, his muscles tightening more around the other's length. He cried out and arched his back, feeling the red virus hitting harder against the spot, causing him to whimper and wither against him those words heading straight for his hardness. Oh Frank, this was so wrong, why was he so turned on? It was embarrassing! "I-I... I can't!" he managed to whimper out, seconds later he was crying otu and coming hard over his sweaty flushed torso, eyes shut tightly when he looked away.

Thrax: *the hard clench of Oz's ass as the cell orgasm soon did him in. He thrusts a few more times before quickly pulling the cell out n sandwiched his cock btwn Oz's thighs as he let loose his seed, staining the both of them as he groaned out his release*

Ozzy whimpered when Thrax pulled out of his body, trembling as he glanced down, flushing as he watched his body being coated in more of the sticky seed. The next words shocked even the poor cell, it didn't even sound like they acme from him. "N-need... nnn... more..." came the soft whimper, he was so aroused he couldn't control his own mind and body.

Thrax: *pants, riding out the tremors of the orgasm when he suddenly heard the cell whimper out those words* Wht's tht I hear? More? Getting a little greedy, arent we, bday boy? *licks his neck off a stray sweat tht lingered there*

Ozzy panted heavily and flushed, his head falling forward at the lick to his neck, biting his lip when he saw he was still hard, Oh Frank, not again... he cursed his body.

Thrax: Well, who am I to refuse the bday boy, eh? *prodded Oz's ass, showing tht he was still good to go as he manuevered Oz to lay on the toilet seat with his ass raised up as he pushed himself bk in, thrusting in the same rhythm as before*

Ozzy panted and flushed deeply, he wanted to tell him to stop, to kick him away, but his body wasn't listening to him. Finding himself in a new position, crying out and gripping at what he could, feeling the virus filling him up once again, muscles tightening up instantly as he drooled, whining softly as his back arched.

Thrax: Mmh...Yes, so tight. How can u be so tight...? *holds onto the cell's hips for leverage n reli pummel him in, going deeper n deeper until his spot was hit n sending jolts of pleasure all ovr the cell's body*

Ozzy was screaming out in seconds, his earlier orgasm causing his body become more sensitive as he was filled deeper and deeper, over and over, his back arching as he flushed and whined out, one leg unconsciously bending up, making the other get deeper inside of him. "Nyaaaa!!"

Thrax: Hush, baby *reaches ovr to cover the cell's mouth* Unless u want the whole hospice to hear ur screams. Ur voice is reserved only for me, baby, in the privacy of our home *sped up a little more, going harder n deeper until there was no distance btwn them as they were joined as one*

Ozzy whimpered, unable to keep quiet as he screamed against the hand, soon biting down on it as his eyes tightened, drooling around the hand. It was too good, it was so hard to keep quiet. He wanted to moan, mewl and scream, but he didn't want to be heard by anyone. He sobbed and bit harder, pre-come spilling over his stomach.

Thrax: *allowed his hand to be bitten as he continued to fuck the cell till he lose his mind. The familiar clenching of his ass n the throbbing cock as he took it told him he was going to lose it soon* Mmh...Gonna do another number again, baby? C'mon. Come for me, baby. Lemme feel ur ass gripping me again n ur warm seed all ovr my hand *leans ovr to nibble oh so slightly at Oz's sensitive spot tht he knew so well where*

Ozzy whimpered and bit down harder on the hand, feeling blood starting to seep into his mouth as he sobbed around it, eyes rolled into the back of his head, withering and melting under the intense pleasure. Unable to take anymore, he screamed, muffled by the hand as he tightened hard, coming over himself harder than the last, coating his face and body in the mess, his legs wrapped tightly around the other's waist.

Thrax: *almost couldnt pull out with the cell's legs wrapped ard his waist, bt luckily he did n came all ovr the cell's bk, biting his lip till it bruised as string upon string of his seed fell onto him, hitting his own middle as well*

Ozzy gripped tightly at the toilet, refusing to release the hand in his mouth as blood and drool trickled down his chin, soft sobs leaving him as he slowly lowered his legs onto the ground, keeping his backside in the air, not caring he was showing himself off.

Thrax: *moans in satisfaction as he sucked the blood tht was on his hand before turning the cell ovr to clean him up, licking the blood frm the cell's lips* Feels reli good, doesn't it, baby? U were amazing as always, though u almost made me come inside u. U dont wanna get knocked up on ur bday now, do u?

Ozzy simply wimpered in reply, unable to get himself to speak. He was so sated yet still needy, he couldn't allow himself another round, he wouldn't be able to take it. He sobbed softly, laying limply over the toilet, still trembling under him, his cheeks still flushed brightly.

Thrax: *cleaned the whole mess up n dressed Oz bk in his hospital gown before carrying him out of the toilet to his bed n lay him there, pulling the covers ovr him* Tht was some trip, wasnt it, baby? So rare for u to want me so much *takes Oz's hand n kissed the bk of his palm*

Ozzy whimpered as he looked away from the virus, flushing more, he was so embarrassed with himself. He shuffled down and chewed on his lip. He let his eyes flutter closed as he groaned softly, yawning some.

Thrax: *chuckles as he leans ovr to kiss the cell's forehead, stroking his hair* Get some rest, baby. U want me to stay with u? Or should I come bk tomorrow to take u home?

Ozzy hesitated before gripping his hand sleepily, glancing up at him from behind the blanket, chewing on his lip. "... Don't leave me here... I hate it..." he said, frowning a little. "Nnn... where's my... bandana?" he asked softly, he found he couldn't sleep without it, like a baby without a blanket.

Thrax: *blinked then looked for it, which was hanging alongside his regular clothes at a clothes pole at the far end of the bed n brought it to the cell* Ur reli attached to it, aint ya, baby? Maybe I should just leave u alone with it *smirks*

Ozzy quickly grabbed the bandana and wrapped it around his neck before suddenly glaring up at the virus. "Don't you DARE leave me here on my own..." he growled, he really didn't like hospitals.

Thrax: *chuckled deviously* Then scoot ovr, baby. The bed has room for one more *takes off his coat n came up to the bed, lying dwn beside him n cuddled him close to his chest*

Ozzy blinked in surprise, having no choice but to move as the virus climbed on to lay down, not wanted to be crushed. "W-what... what if someone comes in?" he asked softly, chewing on his lip as he rested against him too tired to move away.

Thrax: Does it reli matter? Now close ur eyes, baby, n sleep. Tomorrow u'll be outta here in no time *sings the Spanish song like a lullaby, stroking the cell's hair, lulling him to sleep*

Ozzy wanted to argue more with him but found himself slowly dropping off to sleep, groaning softly as he clinged to the male in his sleep, purring lightly.

Thrax: *crooned him as he fell asleep, slowly he himself drifting off to sleep, holding the cell possessively in his arms*