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The Survivor and Safehaven (Gunner x TheCrimsonLady)

Doc waited outside, she could hear his groan at the hot water, and she was almost certain she had him hooked.

"Doc, I'll stay." He called out and she smiled, breathing a sigh of relief. Yes. Now she could spend her time looking for a cure, and repopulating the earth with children, sons that could survive the airborne toxin.

"IS there any soap." He aked, and Doc turned, and peeked in. "To your--" She didn't mean to look, she didn't but her eyes caught sight of him, and it stole the words from her lips. She cleared her throat. "To your left," She said and decided to wait for him to finish before she thanked him for staying.
 
Eric saw the look on her face and grinned, feeling a bit... cocky. He met her eye when she looked up to answer him, turning towards a little more to accentuate the angle, his cock starting to harden & rise.

"Maybe you could show me?" he said, his tone mostly innocent, although his grin wasn't.
 
"Maybe you could show me?"
Doc smiled, heat rising within her as turned. She could see his excitement growing. She knew it was risky, going in there, but she had to admit, she wanted to. She was sure she could find some scientific explanation as to why she was content for so long and only now did this need arise with him being present, but she didn't want to thinking about it. Not now anyway . SHe looked around, none of the girls were around, and Patch would keep them at bay for the time being, should curiosity arise.

She sauntered in, a smirk on her face. She was a doctor and it was only right that she come to check in on her newest patient.

"Having trouble with your vision?" She asked. "I am a doctor, You probably need a full physical." She said, and allow herself a unabashed look at him. The sharp lines of his form, a roadmap of scars a testament of his survival, his large situation down below, rising up to greet her.

She walked up to him, sliding off her coat and pulling the dress from her body. So not to get it wet of course.

She reached him, and allow her fingers to brush against his member before she reached for the soap beside him. She handed it to him. "Now, " She said, once he took it and let her hand snake down, and take a gentle hold of his member. "Turn your head and cough." She said, with a cheeky grin before curling her fingers around him, dancing the tip of her fingers up and down, as the water washed over them both.
 
He chuckled a bit at her jokes, knowing she needed this probably as much as he did, even playing along with her, turning and coughing as directed. He let her handle his manhood for a few seconds, biting his lip as he gazed up & down her form. Slowly his hands floated to her hips gently gripping them as the moment overtook him, until he lost control.

In a flash he had her pressed up against the tile wall, cool tile warm flesh and hot water covering her as he pressed his body against her, his hard muscle against her soft, smooth flesh. His lips locked needingly against hers, moaning into her mouth as his tongue pressed for entrance. His hard cock pressed against her stomach as he gently traced the cleft of her lower lips with a pair of fingers, not quite crossing from caramel to pink. Not yet. Slowly he slid a single finger to run around her crease, barely dipping into her.

"If it's been a while we should make sure you're ready; I wouldn't want to hurt you..." he whispered in her ear.

Slowly his sank to his knees, his mouth lavishing kisses, suckles and nibbles down her neck, slowly across her breast (giving her left nipple a particularly hard suck), down her taut stomach before finally arriving at her quim. He planted a kiss on her mount, slowly slid two fingers into her pussy, gently spreading it, and gave her a long lick from bottom to top before locking his mouth around it, jamming his tongue as deep as he could into her and flexing it upward, licking her deep inside as his nose nuzzled her clit.
 
She shivered as his hands came around her waist, never having a man hold her in such a way, as she stroked his manhood. Then, in a blink. He pressed her against the wall, the tile cool on her back, his body hot against hers. His lips crashed into hers, and she parted her lips, sucking in his tongue in desperate need of the taste of him. His cock pressed against her, teasing her body, making her want and crave, even more so when his fingers slid down, teasing her again by slightly parting her lips. She moaned, almost desperately


"If it's been a while we should make sure you're ready; I wouldn't want to hurt you..." He said, and she breathed. "If...?" She questioned, but her thoughts were cut short when dropped low, his lips traveling down her body, sucking and nipping at her skin. She rose her head, breathing out, as his lips found her breasts, and sucked hard on the tender bud before his continued his journey downward.

Her mouth opened in a silent 'oh' as he kissed the mound. She saw what he was doing, and never had the pleasure. She moaned out a slow "Ooo." As his fingers parted her, and his warm tongue lapped between her folds., and she called out a sudden "Ah," as his tongue plunged into her, pumping the muscle inward, as his nose teased her sensitive button.

She grabbed ahold of his head, pushing his hair back, as her body moved against his tongue. Her legs opening to give him better access.

Perhaps she would sleep tonight, and she had to admit, she wanted to be the first. She wanted to be the woman who took his very potent seed into her body. She knew whoever was first, would have six years of pent up seed and she'd would be pregnant almost immediately.

With that thought in mind, she moaned deeply. "Yes..."
 
Her ever sound made him grin a little wider, as well as when she sank her hands into his hair. Normally he tried to keep it short, one less thing to get grabbed, get this did feel really good. He kept working his tongue in her, her every sound telling him which parts to concentrate on, letting him know he wasn't nearly as rusty as he feared. Her taste was delicious too. He moaned into her, the sound traveling down his tongue, making it vibrate deep inside her as he worked his tongue. Slowly he slid a finger in under his tongue, gently wiggling it as he looked up at her, his eyes meeting and holding hers, telling her with a look that he wanted for hers to come first. At least... Maybe second, fourth, fifth, who knew. He would get his in there somewhere, after all, that was the point; but it didn't mean that she had to hold back at all.

He licked her for as long as he could, her juices dripping down his chin, until his cock felt like it would explode. Finally he pulled his head away and stood up, giving her one more deep kiss, his mouth muddled with her taste, before he grabbed her hips, lifted her onto her tip-toes, and plunged her down onto his hard, long, thick cock, hilting her in one thrust.

"Fuuuuckkkk..." he moaned, maybe even loud enough for an eavesdropper to hear.

He needed a moment to adjust to the feeling; she was so tight and it had been so long, he just left himself in her for a few moments before he slowly started working his hips, deep, slow, powerful thrusts; pulling all but the head of his cock out before pushing the entire length deep into her, slowly picking up speed with each thrust.
 
She kept sucking in a breath after breath as tasted her. His tongue swirling inside her, vibrating with every moan he made. Then, to her surprise, he slipped a finger into her as well. She looked down at him with wide eyes.
He wanted her to let go, she could see it, and she happily obliged. She stopped holding herself back, and her climax quaked her body. "Ohhh God!" She moaned, until her juices leaked over his hands and his mouth. "oh god...."She moaned, again, through her climax.

Mercifully, he pulled away, stood, and kissed her. Her tongue darted into his mouth, tasting her sweet juices on his talented tongue. before he lifted her to her toes, and sank into her with a powerful thrust.

"Oh, Gaaaaod!" She moaned, grabbing on to the back of his neck, with one hand and braced herself on the wall with the other. The feel of his girth was enough to send her over the edge a second time, but she held back, she wanted to enjoy every stroke, thoroughly.

After a moment of them both adjusting to the feel of him. He began to stroke, deep and slow, sending waves of pleasure through her body with each powerful thrust. He pulled nearly all the way out, only to push back in deep, getting faster by the moment.

Doc, rolled her hips into him, stroking him just as much as he was stroking her, she could feel his sac smack into her skin, enjoying the slight tickle of it on her stretched pussy.

She gripped his hip with the hand that was on the wall, and pulled him to her lips, with the other, kissing him fervently. Her tongue rewarding his for the job it had done.

Little did both of them now, Six was seated just outside of the stall, listening to every sound that was made, every slap of skin, soundlessly.
 
"Fuck YESSSSS..." he hissed through gritted teeth as she grabbed onto him, rolling her hips.

He was starting to grunt with every thrust, his dry spell starting to show. He was doing everything he could to draw it out, trying to make it last as long as possible, even though he was already starting to feel his climax approaching. The sound of their coupling started to change from a slap to a squelch as Doc's juices started to make both their hips wetter. He dove into her kiss, actually pushing her head back a little as he pressed her against the wall again, grabbing her hips to pull them against his as he started to twitch inside her tight pussy.

"Damn Doc..." he grunted.

He managed another minute or so, before finally he slammed his cock into her one more time, harder and deeper than before, and released six years of pent-up cum deep into her fertile womb almost assuredly impregnating her, almost yelling a purely animal sound as he held her on his cock, spurt after spurt of his hot cum emptying into her. He gave her a few more pumps, although his cock wouldn't go below half-mast, and gently pulled out of her, giving her another deep kiss, although this one was slower and less urgent.

His legs were wobbly and he had to reach up and brace himself against the wall.

"Damn. That was... Wow." Was all he could put together.

Eric took a moment to compose himself, grinning like a fool and finally started to actually wash himself.

"That was really good Doc. Maybe you should keep it to yourself though, wouldn't want the other girls getting jealous that you got first taste, would ya?" he said with a wink.
"Or maybe that's the perks of being in charge..."
 
Doc felt her climax rise and rise, she was about to burst, as he drilled into her, desperately. She knew she was going to be pregnant, she needed to be, and with a after a few feral strokes, and an equally feral shout from his. He exploded into her. "Ahh!" She cried as her own released happened seconds after his, her pussy walls keeping him in, making sure his seed was deep inside her womb.

Finally, he finished, and he pulled out of her, her body already feeling empty without him. She lowered on to her feet, as he took a breath, bracing himself on the wall, while her chest rose and fell.

"My god...."Was all she could say to that. She was glad he was staying in her room. SHe wasn't sure she wanted him anywhere else.

"That was really good Doc. Maybe you should keep it to yourself though, wouldn't want the other girls getting jealous that you got first taste, would ya?" He said, and she laughed. To hell with their feelings, was what she thought, but she knew she'd have to make up some excuse for why she went first. Or not, maybe they didn't care. She couldn't say right now. Honestly, she wasn't even ready to be done with him.
"Or maybe that's the perks of being in charge..." He said and she laughed.

"I'll keep it to myself if I can..." SHe said. "But....I don't know how much they might have overheard...." She said, biting her lip, looking at him. "We were both pretty loud." She said before grabbing the soap, and lathering up the soap in her hands and washing his body, running her hands over his shoulders.

"Mia....That's my real name." She told him, reaching up from behind him, and moving her hands down his chest, soaping up his skin. She was far from finished, that was a warm up in her mind.
 
Eric had to chuckle at her responses.

"Well in that case, tell your friends. If the cat's out of the bag, I might as well get all the advertising I can, right? Then again, given that this is a community of women, the gossip may already be spreading like wildfire..."

He sighed again as she started to clean him gently. His front wasn't scarred too bad; a knife wound across one side and bullet wound scar on his right pec, but his back was the mess. Cuts, scouring from a whip, and what looked like burns from a hot poker being laid across the flesh all mingled together, starting just above his waist and going all the way up to his shoulders.

"Mia. Yeah. Doc's fine for conversation, but Mia will sound better when I moan & scream it." he said with a cocky grin as he gently kissed her again.
 
"Mia. Yeah. Doc's fine for conversation, but Mia will sound better when I moan & scream it." He said, bringing her in for a kiss, as she moved her hands over his body, soap sliding across his scars. He a rough go of it, she saw that.

"Oh really..." She said, "Let's test that theory, shall we?" She said, as kneeled down, letting the water wash away the soap, as she took his member into her hands, and stroked it softly. She wanted to hear him moan her name, and she wanted to moan his. The thought of it, made her sex heat and swell with want.
 
Eric had to grin at her, she seemed so different from the woman he'd met an hour ago, and while was sure both had their place, Mia was a lot more fun that Doc. He looked down at her, catching her gaze, still grinning.

"Well Mia..." he said, almost purring her name.
"...I'm sure you won't disappoint..."

He placed a hand gently on the top of her head, running his fingers through her hair. The way it felt, one of the many things he was realizing that he'd missed for years, all coming back to him, especially when she brushed her thumb over the underside of his head.

"Mia..." he whispered, his voice growing husky.
 
Mia stroked his ever growing member, as he ran his fingers through her hair. She smiled up at him as moaned her name. She hadn't heard her real name is years, and hearing it is, moaned and whispered. It made her want to hear it again and again.

So with that in mind, she leaned in, kissing the head of his manhood, wrapping her lips around the mushroom top of him, kissing him as she were kissing his lips, all the while her hand stroked his shaft.
 
He was already hard by the time she'd given him a few strokes but somehow he felt like he was getting even harder as she teased him, gently kissing and stroking his manhood. He let out a deep breath a show head went back; his eyes shut, his grip on her head tightening just a fraction. He had six years of pent up lust in him, and it was going to take a long time to release that; it would take more than one woman, no matter how willing. But this would be a great start. He let loose a low growl from deep in his throat.

"Come on Mia, don't tease me..."

He pulled his head up and opened his eyes. For a moment he thought he saw some eyes watching from the darkness of the doorway, but it might have been a trick of the flickering lights.
 
"Come on Mia, don't tease me...."

Mia smiled, kissing him tortuously for a few more agonizing moments. Her tongue dancing over the head, swirling in slow circles while she pumped with her hand. She felt the grip on her hair get stronger and she smiled.

After a little more torture, she nearly swallowed him, taking him deep into her mouth, her hand and mouth working in tandem.

She was being selfish, she knew it, she wanted as much as she could of him before the others got their chance, sure she already had his seed swimming inside her, but she wanted more. She wanted, to keep most of it to herself. Which was odd, she wasn't a selfish person, she never was, she was a doctor, but that was it, she rarely got what she wanted, she had to lead this place but it was her ideas that made her leader, not the urge to lead.

Now she was taking what she wanted, she was rewarding herself with the first seed of the progenitor. She deserved this for the work she'd done keeping these women alive and relatively happy. If anyone had something to say, they'd better learn to swim.
 
Eric gasped when she took almost his whole cock into her throat, both hands going to her scalp as his mouth twisted into wordless sounds as she expertly worked his tool. He was still sensitive from before and he wasn't going to last terribly long this soon after his last orgasm, but it was going to be enjoyable.

"I did get to taste you Mia, I suppose it's fair you get the same chance..." he managed between gasps, being sure to use her name often.

It didn't take much more than a minute for him to already start twitching in her mouth & throat.

"Damn Mia... Close already..."
 
"Damn Mia... Close already..." He said, and Mia felt him twitched in her mouth. The veins on his member were hard and bulging, and she knew it wouldn't be long.

She continued on him, working him in her mouth, her tongue swirled around him, and she moaned, vibrating her throat for added pleasure.

She wanted him to cum, in her mouth, she wanted all of his precious seed as she could before it was given to the other women would probably not fully understand the importance of it.
 
Eric breathing and gasps started to quicken and when she moaned around his cock his grip on her head tightened and he pulled her a little farther into his manhood. With a shout of her name he came, shooting thick ropes of his seed into her mouth, spurt after spurt, his volume of cum seeming unchanged from moments ago. His first shot went down her throat, but he pulled back a bit for the subsequent ones, somehow knowing she want s them in her mouth, knowing that she needed to taste it. He was trembling a bit from the pleasure, and his cock popped out of her mouth with the last spurt, shooting it on her left cheek.

He gasped for breath, falling back against the wall.

"Fuck Mia..." he muttered.
 
Mia swallowed stream after stream, and felt a little annoyed that he pulled out before she could get the last of it, and it was wasted on her cheek and rinsed away by the water.

She smiled though, standing, as he took his breath. She looked at him proud of her work, as she rinsed off her face and hands, opening her legs to rinse off there as well. Once she was finished, she turned to him, pressing a kiss o his lips, soft and sweet, as if she didn't just get done milking him for all he had.

"Welcome to the Sanctuary." She told him, and grabbed her clothes, and pulled them back on. "I'll give you the rest of the tour in the morning, you look a bit tired." She told him before walking out.

She heard feet skitter off before she rounded the corner. Someone heard, it wasn't Patch, Patch would have said something. It must have been one of the younger ones...or Six. The ladder of which would be worse.

She would talk to her later.

For now, Doc made her way back to her room, and found Patch at the door. She gave her a once over and shook her head.

"How's your new toy, Doc?" She asked and Doc looked at her. "Perfectly healthy." Doc said, unabashed. "Right...You were giving him a check up. That's why your hairs wet."
Doc narrowed her eyes. "Coyness doesn't suit you, Patch, if you have something to say."
Doc said as she opened the door, allowing Patch in, who closed the door behind her. "What are you doing? He just got here and you fucked him already." Patch snapped, but Doc didn't flinch. "Yes, I did, and now he's staying for sure."

"So he'll fuck every woman here."

"Only those that want to."

"Are you sure about that? You know better then anyone what men are like,"

"Well aware, Lupe, but he is different."

"How do you figured."

"He's not infected."

"You made sure of that."

Doc took a breath. "You don't have to sleep with him, Lupe, no one is making you, and I trust that you will put a bullet in his head, the moment you think he's forcing himself on to one of them."

"That's not it, It's you, Doc, You run this place, we can't afford for you to lose sight of what's important over dick, You're better than that."

"You think I've lost sight?" Doc asked. " You were willing to kill him the moment you saw him, he who will be the cure to the virus, I am only doing my part in restarting the world. I will bare his child and we will start over." Doc told her and Patch shook her head in disgust.

"You enjoy this a little too much."

"I am allowed to enjoy my work." Doc said, with a smirk and Patch shook her head. "The others will too." She said, and Doc had to admit she didn't like the idea but it had to be done.

"What's done is done, Lupe."

"Yea....by the way, Six heard you in there, Mia" she said, and walked out.

Doc set her jaw. None of that mattered now. She thought, as she lay her hand on her belly. She was sure she was pregnant now, but she would take every opportunity to make sure that was true, even if she had to fuck him every night.

It was a good thing that he would be sharing her bed.
 
Eric didn't take too long getting clean after Doc left, figuring they had already used too much of their hot water. He quickly soaped up & rinsed off, killed the water & dried off quick, dressing again. He was still a little wet when he walked back down the street, his shirt sticking to his muscles as he walked. He could feel eyes on him again, although now that he was without escort, they had a different feel to them that he couldn't explain.

He arrived back at Doc's quarters; his quarters, right as Patch was leaving, clearly pissed. He didn't say anything to her, but did look her in the eye & cock an eyebrow at her as he passed.
 
Patch looked at him. He was probably the last person she needed to see at the moment, and the smug look on his face was too much.

She growled and snatched him by the collar, hemming him against the wall.

"I don't know what you planned to do here, really....but if you hurt Doc, or anyone else in this place, I will take my time." She told him with a vicious snarl.

"Most of these girls never even seen a man before, but I have....plenty, and they are all the same...only one thing on their mind,s Doc, she's sweet, she doesn't know it, but she's sweet, she wants to the good in people, draw it out anyway she can, so yea, she'll do what she thinks is right, even if it's fucking the likes of you." She said, looking him up and down. He smelled like her.

"She's like a sister to me...and I will kill you, to protect her, even if she hates me for it. Are we clear?"
 
He was fast, and none of the recent events had changed that; dealing with him now, conscious & unbound was drastically different from when she'd threatened & manhandled him before. In a flash his arms came up between hers, his forearms slamming into the insides of her wrists and breaking her grip as he grabbed her collar, not only pulling on her, but pulling it tight, stopping just short of actually choking her as he used not only his muscle but his superior body mass to swing them around, sandwiching her against the wall. All of that on reflex, in the blink of an eye, almost without thought; a sign of some thorough training.

"And I've seen enough women to know that if I ever need you you'll leave me high & dry. I guess we both shit to work through, huh?"

And with that he let her go, stepped back and turned towards Doc's door.

"But I'm not going anywhere, so you best figure out how to make this work." he said, just before stepping inside.
 
Patch looked at him, hearing his words. Heated from the exchanged, and she had to remind herself she didn't have her piece on her. She did not like being pinned like that. Not again. It sent her back for a moment before his words registered.

if I ever need you....

She watched him through a narrowed eye. "The fuck you mean, 'if you need me', the fuck would you need me for?" She asked, her head cocked to the side.
 
He stopped just short of opening the door, his hand on the handle.

"It means that someday it's gonna hit the fan, and you're gonna have to choose between sticking your neck out for me & running off and you'll leave me." he in a neutral, very matter of fact tone, not even bothering to turn around to face her.

And with that he slipped back into Doc's office, effectively ending the conversation.

"I saw your guard dog on the way in. She looked like someone hide her favorite squeaky toy." he said flippantly after shutting the door, sitting down next to her.

"I know it's not really fair, but I do have some conditions to me staying here. First is that I can't stay here all the time or I'll go crazy. I wanna be allowed to go out on patrols or scavving. Two, when I go out, I don't go out alone with Patch. And three..." he said, grinning mischievously.
"...you start
To get more sleep and start looking out for yourself. I want you to take good care of my first kid."
 
"It means that someday it's gonna hit the fan, and you're gonna have to choose between sticking your neck out for me & running off and you'll leave me."

Patch watched him with a frown. If anyone had that to worry about, It wasn't him. The women here were a dime a dozen, Doc would lose her shit if anything happened to him.

She walked off with a huff. It was probably best not to think about it.

Inside, Doc was reading over the inventory list, meticulously counting everything they had, and would need. Storm season was coming and they needed to be prepared. They've survived many storms, but that was honestly just dumb luck.

She looked up as Eric entered the room, and she smiled, though it faded when she saw the look on his face.

"I saw your guard dog on the way in. She looked like someone hide her favorite squeaky toy." he said, annoyance evident in his tone, as he shut the door and came to sit by her.

She rolled her eyes. Those two would likely bicker for the rest of their lives, if they didn't find some common ground soon.
"I know it's not really fair, but I do have some conditions to me staying here. First is that I can't stay here all the time or I'll go crazy. I wanna be allowed to go out on patrols or scavenging. Two, when I go out, I don't go out alone with Patch. And three..." He said and she arched a dark brow at his mischievous grin."...you start to get more sleep and start looking out for yourself. I want you to take good care of my first kid."

Doc smiled at that, with a chuckle.

"Well." She said, her hand on her stomach. "That final condition might be a bit tough, but I think I can managed." She said, setting her hand on his. "As for the other two" She said, and closed her teeth.
"How about we start with patrols. We have a few animals running around and the perimeter needs checked just in case something wants to come up from the badlands." She said. "Scavenging in the badlands..." she shook her head. "I know you are strong, but...." She took a breath. She couldn't keep him here. "You are important, we can't risk your life on something someone else can do...." She said." That being said, and I know you two don't get along, but I trust Patch, and as much as she'll -and excuse the term- bitch, I trust her, to do what is right, and besides, you'll have Rocket on your side as well, she tends to keep Patch at bay, so if you go into the badlands, you have to take Patch with you and Rocket. Patch was a premier marksmen before the world ended, you'll need her skills." She told him and smiled. "You don't have to be alone with her if you don't want, I'm sure she'll be happy with that." She said, squeezing his hand with her free hand, and resting her other on her stomach. She was sure she was pregnant, but still, she couldn't be sure without a test, and now they needed those, so they had to go get them, there was literally no need for them since the men had all gone savage.

"Are you ready to be father?" She asked him after a silent moment after he commented.
 
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