The sun had taken its deep, the moon rose behind the trees, casting long white streaks across the Dairy's yard. A heavy silence hung in the air, the kind that made your skin crawl before your mind even understood why.
Kenny moved like a shadow in the dense tension plaguing the place. Without a word or explanation. He stepped out of the farmhouse with slow, deliberate care, his rifle slung over one shoulder, one hand carrying a duffel bag stuffed full of food.
No one noticed Kenny at first.
He moved toward the RV with unnatural calm, his boots crunching in the gravel. Like he was taking a walk in the park.
That's when Carley caught him.
"Kenny?" she called out, brows furrowed. Wesker had told them to remain inside. She stood at the porch, rifle slung on her back, handgun at her hip. "What the hell are you doing?" she walked toward the now frozen-in-place Kenny.
Slowly, he turned, his face a strange mask—half guilt, half grim resolve. His eyes were wide but hollow, like a man staring through you instead of at you.
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[Save-lots]
Bang!
Jason looked toward us one last time, tears welling in his eyes from the pain, "You won't—" he muttered before the back of his skull painted the office wall in deep red.
Lilly's hands weakened as she dropped the gun, while i continued to assault her nether regions, my boner pressed against her prompting ass.
She was sitting on my lap as she began grinding, her mouth opened and closed, breathing heavily, it was an intoxicating feeling, maybe because of the gore, or the lives she had taken, she wanted release from all of it.
Her hands reached mine, pressing them closer to her cave, as her fingers fiddled with her pants button, trying to open it. She succeeded, sliding them down.
Her laced panties came into view, she turned to me with hazed eyes, "Fuck mee–Mhhnn!" she moaned, as she released in my hand.
Hnng—!
I removed my hand and brought it to her lips. "Open," I whispered in her ear. She obeyed with little hesitation.
"Clean this mess," I ordered, as she licked my hand like a cat drinking milk.
Mmm—!
When it was clean, I slid down her panties, aligning myself to her cave from behind her as she stood still in anticipation.
I drove into her slowly, letting her feel all of it, I felt her insides tighten around me, sucking me in, my hand massaged her tits from behind, her back arched as she looked up at the ceiling with blurred eyes.
Aaaahn—!
Mhhhm—!
She rose, ever so slowly, twitching on every inch, she slammed down, and choked slightly from the force, her arms were raised back, wrapping around my neck for support.
Yesss—!
Nnng—!
I leaned forward, pushing her along with me, until she was bent at an angle. I grabbed her by the waist and began to ram into her with force. She looked at the floor, the blood crawling toward her feet. She ignored it and closed her eyes, letting it reach her, staining her boots blood red.
Haaa—!
Hmmm—!
Her cave leaked juice over the spreading blood pool, her moan echoing in the store. I moved my hand up from her waist and grabbed her arms, pulling them back, and began to thrust as hard as I could.
Aaahn—!
I pressed her against the wall, her hand cuffed in mine above her head.
Harder—! Yess–!
On top of the counter.
Faster—! Ahhn—!
With her wrapped around me
Yes! Yess!
Standing straight.
Hnng—!
We continued until the moon had reached the zenith, and the sun had buried itself in the nadir.
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Lilly and I stood in the wide, cracked lot behind the looted general store, just outside the storage unit with supplies—boxes of canned goods, fuel canisters, and old army rations we had no idea of transporting in one trip. Moonlight was bright, casting long shadows over the dead bodies, their blood drying in rust-colored smears along the walls and the floor.
Lilly leaned against the truck's rusted frame, trying to catch her breath. Her cheeks were still flushed, her collar slightly askew, and the buttons of her shirt fastened hastily.
Her eyes glanced everywhere but at me, her arms folded in front, trying to hide her embarrassment. She still smelled like sweat and gunpowder. I could see the faint tremble in her hand as she wiped her brow with her sleeve, jaw tight, gaze distant.
"You got the key to the truck?" I asked her, "Carley and Clem'll be waiting. Everyone else, too."
Lilly nodded but didn't say anything. Her eyes flicked up toward me for a moment, then dropped again, looking at the food placed inside the storage.
I stepped closer, wrapping my arm around her waist, pulling her closer, an unplanned smile on my lips. She yelped in surprise, still sensitive, "You alright?"
She shot me a glare, but there was no fire in it. "You know I'm not."
"Thought you could take it?"
"I did," she muttered, moving closer, the flashing memories only made her bury herself further into me, "But maybe not all at once."
I chuckled, pulling her chin up with my finger, making her look at me, and captured her lips with a passion I hadn't known I possessed.
I could tell she thought the same, as her eyes widened for a moment before softening.
I broke the kiss. "Wait in the truck, I'll load it," I said before placing a kiss on her forehead.
I loaded what I could into the truck bed and peeled off down the dirt road, dust trailing behind us. The ride was quiet, both of us letting the adrenaline wear off.
But the moment we pulled back into the Dairy, I knew something was wrong. I could feel it.
I stepped out first, "Carley! Clementine!" I called out, letting them know it was us. Lilly walked behind me, scanning the area.
The RV was nowhere to be seen; the extra trail marks on the dirt made it apparent what had happened.
Alicia came out, along with Clementine and Madison, all unable to look me in the eyes.
"He's gone," Alicia snapped before I could speak. Madison's hand reached hers, trying to calm her down. "Kenny. Took the RV. Katjaa. Duck, and most of the damn food."
"What?" Lilly asked sharply, stepping forward. "When?"
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